"Make an appointment."

Koko's eyes narrowed with a dangerous look that resembled Ngawang looking at the little family in the canopy, and swept over Katsuko Sakai's feet.

The other party had just gotten off the plane.

The red knee-length pleated skirt with the square-toe heels without a toe is pure and moving, and it is a small flower that attracts attention when you walk on the street.

But it's not a good piece of equipment for sports.

Mario Prada didn't design the dress to play against others on the tennis court.

Coco shook her head and pursed her mouth, "I won't bully you, how about tomorrow morning." ”

"No, tomorrow I want to live a two-person world with Gu Jun, I don't have time, it's here, it's right now."

Katsuko Sakai's tone was still very calm.

She walked to the bench next to her and sat down, took off her shoes generously, Katsuko lifted the hem of her skirt, loosened the sock clip hooked with the stockings, and took off the socks generously as well.

Revealing rounded ankles and pink toes.

Katsuko just stood barefoot on the ground, proudly showing off her flesh-colored and plump thighs.

"Get it for me, thanks."

She walked to Gu Weijing's side, handed over her shoes and socks to the other party, stepped into the tennis court, and felt the acrylic hardened ground under her feet with the soles of her feet.

Jumped lightly two more times.

Katsuko didn't wear a tight-fitting sports bra like Coko, and her chest immediately outlined a concussive arc that was slender and charming enough.

Miss Sakai frowned slightly.

But there is no pretentious pretense of shyness.

She picked up the racket directly from her feet, determined the size and weight of the racket, and finally pressed the net with the palm of her hand, and checked the elasticity and tension of the racket with slight force.

After doing all this, Miss Sakai turned around and beckoned to her mother and Gu Weijing.

Then he turned to look at Coco.

"I don't bully you, we play four balls in a game, as long as you can win one, I will count you as a winner." Katsuko smiled, picked up a lime-colored tennis ball from her bag, and threw it to the girl opposite.

"Let's kick off first."

Powerful.

Quiet.

There is also a hint of indescribable domineering.

Gu Weijing's expression was in a trance.

He has never seen Miss Katsuko like this, and in his heart, Katsuko is the kind of super soft girl who smiles when he sees you and worries that the other party will melt when he holds it in his arms for a while.

She is the warm and serene movement of Beethoven's pastoral symphony, a slow movement.

She is a fluffy marshmallow, a crystal ice sculpture hanging with water vapor in early spring, the last bright lotus flower blooming by the pond in summer, and a warm breeze in autumn.

Katsuko is so delicate and fragile, so delicate and gentle.

Let Gu Weijing want to shrink the other party, put the other party in the palm of his hand, and hold it in the palm of his hand all the time.

It was the first time he had seen Katsuko like this......

Such a cool Miss Sakai.

At this moment, Katsuko does not look domineering or arrogant and cold.

But it's just powerful.

Her porcelain doll-like face still has a smile and warmth.

But in the past, Mona crushed her silver teeth and sharpened her teeth.

The little woman used to pump Miao Angwen's fart and urine at school.

Between Katsuko's warmth and smile, they have lost their former efficacy, like a warm wind pushing away a blade of grass, and it is gently blown away.

This moment.

Gu Weijing was surprised that he didn't know Miss Sakai as well as he thought he would.

For example, he didn't know that the other party could play tennis.

I don't know.

The soft girl who was full of motherhood and took his head into his arms still has such a strong side when he is external.

Miss Sakai is a lotus flower that blooms heavily.

He only saw the outermost layer of petals.

It's ridiculous to mistakenly think that you have discovered all the beauty of the other party.

The blonde aunt looked at her daughter, and Mrs. Sakai raised her chin high like a tsundere white swan, tilting her head and squinting at Gu Weijing.

looked at the young man like a goose, holding the juice stupid and stupid look in shock.

Mrs. Sakai's disdainful Nunu mouth.

Gao smiled coldly.

Hmph, little ghost, now you know how lucky you are.

Of course, her daughter is not the kind of little clay figure who has no opinions and is only gentle with boys.

Katsuko actually has a good personality, not a soft temperament.

It's just that he is willing to be gentle with those who are willing to be obedient.

The daughter's personality looks like a father on the surface.

The independence and strength in the deepest part of my heart are still more like her mother.

Mrs. Sakai has always been extremely proud of this.

A cute and cute girl who can only snort and be coquettish, without strong inner support, how can she have the courage to jump out and take the initiative to accept the challenge when Gu Weijing and Tanaka Masaka sketched the competition?

How could a girl with a soft personality and no assertiveness dare to secretly disobey Mrs. Sakai's powerful mother and sneak out alone at night to paint with boys?

Gu Weijing felt that Shengzi's gentleness was like a hot spring.

That's really "survivorship bias".

The lucky ones who were shipwrecked still think that sharks never eat people!

Katsuko treats people close to her, of course, a person with a super good personality.

But...... Only a very few people are blessed to be soft and delicate.

On this list of characters that Katsuko can treat gently, there are always only a few names.

In fact, it is completely opposite to Gu Weijing's feelings.

Katsuko has been a very introverted and cold girl since she was a child.

Except for parents.

She would smile politely at many people, but she was not really happy with them, and the paintings she drew were often delicate and indifferent.

At one point, she and her husband even worried that their daughter would need to see a psychiatrist.

If Gu Weijing said - Katsuko is the kind of girl who can make friends with anyone.

At this moment, Komatsu Taro in the Osaka family must have spurted out a mouthful of old blood directly.

Yaga!

Lao Tzu has been running back and forth for many years, and he is the one who matches the parents of the two parties, works as a driver, invites him to dinner, and pulls him to the concert.

He did everything he could think of.

Miss Sakai is still a ruthless cold-faced puppet who will analyze the mistakes and omissions of brushwork in the face of a sketch for gifts.

Your conscience won't hurt when you say this!

Eat and go, idiot.

Not to mention Komatsu Taro's infinite grudge.

Even Tsunamasa Sakai, who grew up together, is a little afraid of him, an old lady who is better than him in everything.

Katsuko Sakai transferred to another school, and it has been almost a hundred days.

Ordinary people should have already integrated into campus life and integrated very well, but on the one hand, Shengzi and Gu Weijing were grinding in the reading room, letting him take what he wanted.

On the other hand, she basically didn't make any other friends at school.

Most of the classmates felt from the bottom of their hearts that the daughter of this great painter was a cold and inaccessible edelweiss, and Mona and Coco had many suitors and supporters in school.

But those prodigal sons of love.

I didn't even have the courage to speak in the eyes of Miss Sakai.

Visible in general.

"You have to know how to cherish and cherish blessings, you know, children. The boys who chased me in high school suffered a lot more than you. Heh, I still have some aftertastes, the feeling when I slapped them. ”

Mrs. Sakai glanced at Gu Weijing and touched his hair.

A tennis match on the court?

Mrs. Sakai was not the slightest worried.

Joke.

Who is her daughter?

Is it only Nintendo's Star Smash Bros.!

When Katsuko received the topspin serve from Kimiko Date (Note) in the children's tennis training classroom in Kyoto, the little girl opposite her didn't even know what tennis was.

(Note: The legend of tennis immortality, the first sister of Japan in the 90s, has made three comebacks, and the highest ranking is fourth in the world.) After retiring, he was engaged in high-end tennis sports education for teenagers. ）

Tea parties, salons, waltzes......

The social interaction exclusive to these upper-class women is already a thing of the last era.

Even if it is a slow-paced literary circle, no one lives the same life as "Reminiscences".

In these years, girls should do some activities like playing the piano quietly.

But it will make the agent's heart stop, and he will be caught by entertainment reporters in a few words, and he will press his head to spew the danger of machismo.

Post-millennium.

Artists, actors, celebrities and public figures, mastering a professional-level athletic technique is the latest fashion.

Especially girls.

Not only can they use the unique sense of strength of sports to win strong, independent, and beautiful characters for them in the context of the public.

Attract and attract fans.

In the future, it is also quite good to rely on sports to socialize and maintain contacts, and participate in various celebrity charity competitions every year.

The blonde aunt would often play football with European female painters.

Uncle Sakai is round into a ball, but he still can't avoid it, and he is forced by his wife to occasionally play golf with various gallerists and corporate tycoons, and cheer for relationships.

The connections I have cultivated by playing ball together are much more reliable than the fake smile on the wine table, and the plastic sisterhood is fluttering.

Sports are a great calling card for social life.

Golf is a bit ungrounded, and the phrase "good at golfing since childhood" always sounds a bit arrogant in the newspapers.

And it's too old.

The media impression is always linked to an old man wearing a polo shirt and a cigar, and he can't give full play to Katsuko's appearance advantages, and he has high requirements for the venue.

Playing tennis is very good.

is young enough, and there is also a threshold.

It is actually no less popular among celebrities than golf.

And with speed and elegance.

Those flowing attacks, those moments that solidify strength and physical beauty, tension and relaxation echo each other...... According to Mrs. Sakai, this is the embodiment of the "balance of opposites" pursued in ancient Greek aesthetics in the description of art on the sports field.

Many tennis players are passionate about art, and stars like Serena Williams, Opelka and Wolf are frequent visitors to art exhibitions.

And many artists like to play tennis in their free time.

More than just artists.

For example, Bill Gates, a representative of American writers, one of the two giants of the North American literary world (David Foster Wallace) with a status no less than Wittgenstein in the hearts of literary youth, and Matthew Perry, the actor of Chandler in Friends......

And so a lot of celebrities are big fans of tennis, and many of them are very good.

Da Fuhua and Matthew are even former professional rankings, with the latter being ranked second in his home country at the age of 16.

He also caught a Federer attack ball at 138 km/h in the charity celebrity race in Hollywood.

And for this self-satisfaction.

can play tennis, and has a common language with many bigwigs, which is much more high-end than the "frisbee lady" and "fitness lady" who sell meat.

If you just play ball and chat, you can get a lot of money from the Gates Foundation to open an art exhibition.

No kidding.

That's how a lot of connections are built.

Sometimes it's hard to keep in touch with the big guys, but with the right approach, things can be easy again.

Another popular sport that can be very helpful for cultural celebrities in their careers is football.

After all, football is the number one sport in the world, and it is also the sport that sprouted from the most down-to-earth group of workers, especially in Europe.

The cultural atmosphere is deeply rooted.

It is a universal national symbol.

Almost every community has its own men's and women's soccer teams, many of which are even semi-professional teams affiliated with the fifth and sixth divisions of the local league, from high school students to aunts in their forties and fifties.

Painters often travel all over the world to live, collect style, and hold exhibitions.

"Football" is a great way to bring you closer to the local culture.

The gallery has burned hundreds of thousands of dollars in newspapers and magazines for you, writing promotional advertorials, advertising art exhibitions, and you are probably still a "strange foreigner" who "engages in strange art" in the hearts of many people.

There is no intimacy.

But if you can score two goals in the community league, you'll instantly break down cultural barriers and become the occasional after-dinner figure in the community.

It's not just journalists chasing you to report on you.

In the hearts of the locals, you have immediately become a popular "home doll".

The problem with football is that the open field is hot and dry.

After years of high-intensity professional training, it is inevitable that the muscle lines of the legs will be deformed, losing their roundness and plumpness, and it is also easy to make the hair on the calves appear heavy.

Innocuous question.

Many newspapers and magazines have accused this of being a social discipline for women.

But after all, it's my own child.

Mrs. Sakai still thought about it, and threw her son to the smelly soccer class, dressed up her own girl, and took her to tennis private lessons twice a week.

She has been playing for twelve years since Katsuko was six years old.

The others dare not say.

On the tennis court, her daughter can definitely crush in all directions to destroy the self-confidence of the bulging girl opposite.

Katsuko is the kind of girl who wants to show her beauty and make everyone else feel ashamed.

If you say that you can't win a single ball, you can make it impossible for your opponent to win a single ball.

Absolute confidence in oneself is the greatest disdain for opponents.

Kou felt the indifference under this smile.

She narrowed her eyes very angrily and licked her lips, as if King Ngawang was staring at Old Man Wu's face and licking his paws.

(End of chapter)

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