General Man: The Days Of My Youth Are Never Boring!

"Cough, by the way, Kunimi, I heard Azusa say that you have a girlfriend, can you mention the little brother a little?"

"Huh?" Kunimi was a little stunned for a while.

"If it's inconvenient to say, you don't have to force it."

"No, it's actually nothing, naturally, I remember playing a game at the time, and then we were together."

"So it is, thanks, I see."

[Brother Su, what did this understand?] [

Isn't it time to "dominate the country"?] [

Coach, I want to play basketball!]

[Coach: No, you don't want to.] [

On the playground of Shilan High School, the teenager played basketball alone to entertain himself, the girl in the classroom sat by the window and paid silent attention, and the drizzle fell on his body and ignored it, shooting, hit, picking up the ball, throwing, picking it up again, and finally ending with a slam dunk.] [

How to describe heavy rain in one sentence?] [

Rainy night, highway, Maybach.

[Old stories, don't mention it.]

After completing the usual preparatory activities and running around the playground twice, the teacher announced the dismissal.

The content of this semester's physical education class is tennis, and Su Muyang is not good at this kind of project, of course, if Tennis adds a table in front of him, he can immediately let others see what is called Empire の Fierce Tiger.

It's a pity that men and women are grouped, otherwise Su Muyang really wants to invite Futaba and his partner.

Fortunately, the country has many friends, otherwise if Zichuan was snatched away by him, Su Muyang would only be in a daze against the wall.

"I said, even if you pretend to be a little harder." Azusa pinched the tennis ball he had just picked up from outside the boundary, "At least focus on the court." "

I'm not cranky at this time," Su Muyang spread his hands helplessly, "I just really have such a dish." Looking

at the tennis ball played by Zichuan, Su Muyang swung hard, so the tennis ball flew again.

Bounds.

"Can't even take the serve."

"One thing is true."

"I thought you knew everything."

"How is it possible, the gods in the sky are all divided into projects."

"It's nerve-wracking, I'll teach you."

"That's good."

Just when the teaching of the two was in full swing, there was a sudden commotion outside the venue.

Su Muyang looked around, looking for Shuangye's figure for the first time, and was relieved after finding that she was fine.

There were many people around the court not far away, and it seemed that someone was injured, Su Muyang and Zichuan made eye contact and decided to go over and take a look.

As soon as he walked over, he saw Uehara-san who was chatting with him at noon flying out.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

After squeezing a little, I could see the situation inside, and I saw the blond-haired "Miura" classmate sitting on the ground with a somewhat ugly face, her ankles were a little red and swollen, and her clothes fell on the ground and stained a stain.

"Ah, that's unfortunate."

"Indeed, it is estimated that I have to go to the hospital, and it is easy to leave sequelae if the ankle injury is not handled carelessly."

"Yes, but I'm not just talking about misfortune."

"Huh?"

"And the Uehara-san who ran away just now, I chatted with him for a while at noon, and he said that she liked this Miura-san, but it was a pity that it was a pity that the moon shined in the ditch."

Anyone with a little eye can tell that this girl has someone she likes, who is also blonde hair, and is now crouching next to her to treat her scrapes.

"In other words, what would you do if something like this happened?"

"What's going on?"

"The person you like doesn't like you or something."

"I won't let someone I like not like me, and I probably won't like a girl who has a heart."

"Very confident, but I still agree with the second half of the sentence."

A few minutes later, the teenager ran back, panting and disregarding his physical strength, running towards where she was, with a medical kit in his hand.

"It's terrible." Azusa said softly, "Let's go, the next link can already be expected, I really can't bear to watch it."

"What do you say?"

"Don't underestimate the 'atmosphere' of a class, that can ruin a person."

"Is that an exaggeration."

"After all, most people care about air, so once the air around them is hostile to themselves, the result can be imagined."

"Let's take a look again, after all, we have also talked twice."

A dead fish eye seemed to want to step forward to persuade two words, not wanting him to see the situation inside, but he couldn't open his mouth but was forced back by the stubborn eyes of the young man.

Su Muyang had an impression of this dead fish eye, and the dull hairy boy in the hospital that night was him.

The boy squeezed into the crowd, gasping for air while shouting "The medical kit has arrived," his pronunciation a little out of tune, which everyone heard, and they looked at him strangely, as if admiring a circus.

The noise gradually disappeared and turned into a small discussion, and they just looked at him playfully like this, and said something of unknown meaning in their mouths, which was enough to make him hunch over.

A coolness spread from his fingertips to the top of his head, and then spread throughout his body.

There was laughter, there were boos, no one wanted to pity him, because it was his own fault, Miura's love of Hayama, people who can read the atmosphere a little can understand it, and what is there to sympathize with the idiot who fucks against the atmosphere.

A mushroom cloud exploded in his heart, filled with the words "self-inflicted affection."

"He's like a dog."

"Don't say, now that there are more people wearing suits and monkeys, how can there be fewer people who are willing to be dogs?"

The early summer wind mixed with a trace of heat, blowing some falling petals on his face, making his dull expression less ugly.

"Ahhh... It's okay, it's okay, haha, scared me to death, then I'll go and return the things first, otherwise the health teacher will be angry enough for me to eat a pot.

He said as he blinked, looking cramped and uneasy, as if he couldn't find his place, just wanting to quickly disappear from people's sight.

"So what... How to say it. "

Azusa didn't organize the language for a while.

"Poor and unsympathetic, right."

"Almost." Azusa nodded, "No one is really inferior, what makes a person like themselves is not groveling to her, on the contrary, confident people are more likely to attract the attention of girls."

"You got to the point, I wanted to talk to him at noon, but unfortunately I didn't come up with such a sentence."

"It's embarrassing."

"You think so too? I listened to Futaba, and I thought your face was already invincible.

"I don't deny that, but I haven't met a girl who can make me show my invulnerable face, and being able to overcome embarrassment doesn't mean I won't feel embarrassed."

"Keep playing."

"Hmm."

The sun in the sky is still shining, and the young girls run wildly in the sun, sweating and soon leaving the trivial episode behind.