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The former deskmate left, and Takuya's new deskmate was a blond boy.

"Hello, my name is Kise Ryota, please give me some advice." The blond boy took the initiative to greet Takuya, with a polite smile that would not offend anyone.

"I'm Kazama Takuya, please give me some advice." Takuya observed the other person. The yellow hair was the most obvious feature. He had never seen such dazzling yellow hair in school.

The two said hello and stopped communicating. Takuya no longer dared to read comics as much as he wanted during class. His former deskmate left and no one reminded him of the answer. For the safety of his comic books, he had to restrain himself.

After school, Takuya went to his club photography club.

Takuya chose this club because it was the easiest, as he only needed to submit some photos regularly. The photos Takuya usually submits are just taken with his Ai Feng mobile phone, and they only take a few minutes.

This time I came to the club not to hand in my homework, but to find the president to apply for withdrawal from the club. Of course, this is all because of the necessary thing Takuzi said, which can only be obtained in the basketball club.

After finding the president, Takuya handed in his application for withdrawal from the company.

"President, I'm sorry, but because I admire the Miracle Era of basketball club, I decided to join the basketball club in my last year of middle school. Don't worry, president, even if I join the basketball club, I will work hard to be promoted to the first team. I will never disgrace the photography club.”

After speaking, the president did not reply.

Takuya was a little surprised. Could it be that someone quit the club and the president was unhappy?

Takuya looked up, and the president in front of him had a strange expression. Then he slowly pointed to the person on the left and said, "This is the president, I'm just a soy sauce guy."

got the wrong person

Takuya was a little embarrassed. He remembered that the president had a hemorrhoid on the left side of his neck.

Looking at the mistaken president, I saw that this person’s hemorrhoids were on the right side of his neck. The real president’s neck was partially blocked by his collar, so the hemorrhoids on his neck could not be seen for a while.

Ah, it seems that I really recognized the wrong person.

Takuya watched the real president turn his neck, and the left hemorrhoid was exposed. Takuya looked at the fake president expressionlessly.

You said you had nothing to do and came to the photography club to make soy sauce. Just make soy sauce. Why did you have a hemorrhoid on the right side of your neck? It didn’t matter if you had a hemorrhoid. Why did you expose it? You just ignored it. Why did you have to quit the club when he was there? That day, he admitted that he was the wrong president

Takuya felt a chill in his heart. It would be embarrassing to be recognized as the wrong president in front of the members. They would reject his application to withdraw from the club in embarrassment, right?

Just when Takuya felt that there was no hope of quitting the club, the president smiled and said: "You are Kazama-kun, right? I have seen your works and you are very talented in photography. Although it is a pity to quit the club, since it is your wish, then"

The president took the withdrawal application form from Takuya's hand and said, "I accept your withdrawal application."

Takuya breathed a sigh of relief when he walked out of the photography club. What kind of photography talent was there? The photos he took casually with Ai Feng really didn't show any talent. The smiling president must be a scheming thief. It must be because he recognized the wrong president and accepted his resignation application out of humiliation.

Takuya thought as he came to the basketball club and submitted an application to join the club. Diguang is a basketball powerhouse, and people apply to join the basketball club every day. The basketball club is also divided into starters, first team, second team and third team according to strength. There are regular assessments every year, and only those who pass the assessment can be promoted.

After submitting the application to join the club, a coach organized a competition to test the strength of the new members who had recently submitted their application to the club, and Takuya was one of them.

When he was a child, he had a period of passion for basketball. Although it was because of the comic "Slam Dunk" that he became passionate about basketball, it did not prevent Takuya from developing excellent basic basketball skills as a child. It is precisely because I was not tall enough when I was young that I was better at shooting than slam dunking. In this practice match, the opponents were members of the three armed forces. The players on the field were rotated. Everyone had a fixed playing time. One person's playing time was up. Just replace the next person.

The biggest test of this rotation system is the strength of the team. The three military teams are the weakest team in the basketball department. New members with some abilities may defeat their opponents through teamwork. Of course, if you are strong enough and can be noticed by the coach at a glance, teamwork is not that important.

Takuya's goal is to join the first army. He thinks that the basketball he has practiced for three years is not in vain. He still plays basketball when he has nothing to do. If he didn't like the hard training every day, he might have joined the basketball club in the first year of junior high school.

Don't be too naive if you want to receive a pass from your teammates in such a practice match. Everyone wants to express themselves in front of the coach, and even if they can't score a goal, they won't leave the opportunity to perform to others.

Takuya, who had been prepared for a long time, did not want to receive the pass. He directly stepped forward to steal the ball from the forwards of the three armies, and dribbled the ball to outside the three-point line.

Raise your hand, flip your wrist, the basketball flies out, and the ball hits the target

The shooting movement was smooth and natural, just like a textbook movement. The coach's eyes lit up on the sidelines, and then he observed Takuya calmly.

In the next few minutes, Takuya continued to steal, shoot, steal again, and shoot again. During this period, we were having a high time, and Takuya also had a slam dunk, but the ball went in, but he almost fell to the ground.

Touching his butt that almost broke in half, Takuya wiped the sweat from his forehead. He still shot the ball obediently, but his dunk was still a bit reluctant.

After enough playing time, Takuya came off the court and saw the coach's satisfied smile and knew that he would have no problem joining the basketball club.

The final result announced was that Takuya entered the second team and was focused on by the coach. After that game, Takuya's shooting percentage was also among the best among the first team.

Under such intense attention, Takuya also had to do his most annoying basketball training every day. He would enter the basketball gym feeling refreshed every day, and then come out of the basketball gym with sore hands and feet and sweat all over his body. It was a kind of torture for Takuya.

But there is no way. Who told Takuko that the necessary thing he wanted in the world where Takuya existed was the junior high school national championship with his participation? This kind of necessary thing is an intangible thing, and there are no unscrupulous methods to win it.

With such high-intensity training every day, Takuya didn't even have time to read comics, and his energy was not good during class. After the teacher reminded him a few words, he still looked like this, so he didn't care much about him.

get out of class was over, and Takuya was lying on the table, like a puddle of mud. Recently, the basketball department's promotion assessment is coming soon, and his training intensity has also increased.

"Kazema-kun, can you lend me yesterday's homework?" A young man's voice came from next to him.

Takuya raised his head in confusion, turned his head and stared at the speaker's face for a while, then turned his eyes to the other person's yellow hair. "Oh, it's Kise"

Recognizing his new deskmate, Takuya reached into the drawer and felt for his homework book.

The smile on Kise's face was a little stiff. Was it an illusion? Why did he feel that the other person recognized him because of his hair color? Haha, it was indeed an illusion. He was so popular in Diguang, how could someone not recognize him? Ha ha.

Although Takuya doesn't pay much attention in class, he still completes his daily homework on time. He is not stupid, he is even quite talented in learning. He can understand many problems by reading books and doing exercises when he goes home, so his accuracy in homework is quite high.

Kise is also well aware of the abilities of his deskmate. Sometimes he forgets to do his homework during basketball practice, and he will borrow Takuya's to copy it the next day.

"Here you go." Takuya handed the homework to Kise like a ghost, and then fell back to sleep.

Kise didn't even have time to say thank you. He frowned and immersed himself in copying his homework.

After copying the homework, Kise handed it to the monitor along with Takuya's.

Most everyone in the class knew that Takuya had recently joined the basketball club. Even if Kise hadn't paid attention, he also knew the news.

After thinking for a while, Kise chatted: "Kazama-kun is currently in the basketball club."

Takuya, who was facing Kise with the back of his head, slowly stretched out two fingers.

"Second Army, I remember there will be an assessment in a few days, Kazama-kun, come on, try your best to be promoted to the First Army."

Takuya, who was still facing Kise with the back of his head, nodded and said "thank you" feebly.

Seeing that Takuya was very tired, Kise stopped talking and just woke him up when class was about to begin.

During lunch break, Takuya came to sit on the rooftop, quickly finished his lunch and started to catch up on his sleep. The sun was shining warmly on his body, making Takuya, who was already drowsy, even more sleepy.

It's just some basketball training. You have to show the spirit of reading comics, get promoted to the first team early, become a starter, and win the championship.

It's impossible to start the game. I know my talents. I can only be a starting substitute and play for a few minutes. Anyway, what kind of champion is that? Zzz can't run away~

After saying this, Takuya fell asleep again, almost becoming a sleeping god.

"Let's eat on the rooftop today. The sunshine is nice today." A familiar voice suddenly came to my ears.

"Ah~ It's really nice. This place is really suitable for sleeping." There was a hint of sleepiness in the lazy voice.

"Ada, don't you get enough sleep every day?"

"Haha, this reminds me of my deskmate. He also doesn't get enough sleep every day."

Several people walked towards Takuya as they talked, but he ignored them. He was not the only one using the rooftop, as long as it didn't disturb his sleep.

"Ah, Kazama-kun"

Well, who is calling him?

Takuya opened his eyes in confusion and turned his head. There were six people standing not far away. They were red, yellow, green, purple and pink. Well, if they were just one hair color short, they would be able to summon the dragon.

Wake up, idiot Takuya, you are short of one blue, and you can already summon Shenlong in seven colors.

So is this the disadvantage?

Takuya, who was slow to respond, got up and stared at Kise's hair for a while, then raised his hand to say hello. "Yo, Kise."

Again

Kise twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking that the other person was recognizing him by looking at his hair color.