Modern-day delinquent girl boss Ming Liang transmigrates...
But as a promising, upstanding delinquent girl boss of the new century, how could Ming Liang possibly have read transmigration novels~~~ A young girl's romantic fancies are all rubbish, right~~ And she has no idea that she has transmigrated into the world of The Prince of Tennis, beloved by fujoshi~~
Will she try to win over the princes?
Don't make me laugh. She's the older sister of the great Atobe by seven years
No worries. If she can't win over the princes, their sisters are still quite delectable~~
This story is one-on-one, not a harem.
Actually, this is an idea the author had ages ago. Why can't a brilliant lily bloom in a world full of bromance? So I specially looked up the female characters in The Prince of Tennis and found quite a few~~
This is a story about the tangled romances of the princes' sisters~
The author won't deny that she really wants to see and write Atobe's reaction to having a delinquent older sister who falls in love with a woman. She also really wants to write a whole group of princes making those hilariously broken expressions, just to satisfy her wicked sense of humor
Yours sincerely
The pit is deep. Put your hand in front of your eyes and you can see a little glimmer on the nails. Hold your breath and hear your heartbeat. So I hugged my knees tightly and sat at the bottom of the pit, looking up at a 45-degree angle to the sky. Legend has it that in this posture, you can see renewed light. Everyone is talking about the renewed light. I think it neither belongs to today nor tomorrow. It only appears at the time it should appear and stays where it should stay. In just a short moment, the weak white light warms the dark bottom of the pit and illuminates everyone's gaze. So they said legends yesterday, today, tomorrow... Legends are floating in every corner. "Are you new here?" Someone asked me. "Yes!" "You looked good climbing down!" I think she is praising me. I always do this, climbing from the bottom of one pit to the bottom of another pit. I am used to climbing, so I am very skilled. "Climb out together and take a breath?" She invited me like this. "No, thank you!" I was tired from climbing and wanted to rest at the bottom of this pit. There are pits on the ground at any time. When you climb out, you don't know which step ahead will lead you to fall into the next pit. I looked up at her posture as she climbed out, heading towards hope step by step, and heading towards the bottom of the pit step by step. There was numbness, fatigue, and struggle. So someone goes out and someone comes in again. "Hello!" "Hello!" "Is it comfortable to squat?" "My legs are a little numb, I'll lie down later!" "Lie down!" "Are you going out too?" "Yes, maybe there will be a new world in the next pit!" You see, people can never give up hope. So, I crawled. I crawled all over the pit. I'm still at the bottom of the hole. Crawling requires such a posture, with hands on the ground and legs kneeling on the ground. This is really not a pleasant posture, but when crawling, my eyes are infinitely close to the bottom of the pit, looking at every place over and over again, like a cow chewing its cud, chewing every word. I have forgotten the initial taste. What I am waiting for is tomorrow's food. I am a fish with my head raised, constantly devouring, never stopping, until the day when the food suffocates me to death. But what I use more is the "squatting" posture. This is a posture soaked in the blood and engraved in the bones. This is the posture in which I keep looking up. This is a 45-degree posture toward the sky. It is said that there is a creature called a bird in the sky. They come and go freely and are never restrained. Their wings are spread out and their bodies are light. I think they will definitely not be able to learn the "squat" movement. No part of their bone structure is designed for squatting. Creation is so discriminating against them that you can hardly imagine how much fun they have in living. Maybe one day you will meet me squatting at the bottom of a pit. I look up to the sky and cry in the wind; Maybe one day you will meet me crawling around, with long hair and fallen nails. Climb towards you step by step, pass through your black hair, my hand, pass through your network cable, my resentment, do you know who I am? Repost, it suits my current mood very well
You won't be fooled anymore, it's been four years
Wow, I almost thought it was be, but the author gave me some reassurance. After checking the update time, I decided to add it to my favorites and check it out next year # funny #
Do you still update? (??ω`? )
So the next update will be next year? I'm crying.
Will the wife update again?
Officially stamped, so moved
Emmm, pretty good
Wow, I felt at ease when I saw that the heroine was Yumiko. Ming Liang, don't let down the person who has loved you for a long time. It's not ready to be updated and finished. After I found out that it was Yumiko, I felt very complete. It just felt like this book was finished.
I was looking at the collection today and suddenly found it was updated.