"Net King" is not just a good friend

Chapter14.part2.

VictorHugo (Victor Hugo)

During the whole Chinese class, she had a pale face, didn't dare to lift her head, and kept staring at the textbook, not even touching the candy that Yushi Ninzuzu threw to him while Mr. Sawajo was writing on the blackboard.

Although he has the lowest grade in the whole year, he is actually a well-behaved child. It is the first time he has been named and criticized by the teacher in public at such a young age, so he feels a little uncomfortable and at a loss.

Finally, when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, instead of suffering all the mental torture while waiting, I would rather accept the trial as soon as possible.

He pursed his mouth and turned around to look at the culprit, but he had a calm face and even smiled at himself, as if he had nothing to do with himself.

"It's okay, I will say that I insisted on bothering you, don't be afraid." Renzu smiled and comforted the girl with an ugly face in front of her.

Shi Shi stood up vaguely and reluctantly followed behind Ren Zu and muttered, "You are number one in the class, Teacher Zecheng won't say anything, I'm sure everything will be blamed on me later."

Renzu stopped and turned around, rubbing Shi's head as if there was no one else in the bustling aisle, "Your Chinese language test is not bad, but you are dragged down by science. Teacher Zecheng will not be so indistinguishable!"

"Huh..." Shi Zi, who was not comforted at all, hummed in a low voice and walked forward, smiling indifferently and following behind her.

Walking to the door of the office, Shi took a step back and pushed Ren Zuzu's arm forward, "You go ahead, I will step behind!"

Shinobu Yushi was so old, it was the first time he realized that girls are such awkward and uncertain creatures, but he still has nothing to do with the girl in front of him.

"Teacher Zecheng, I'm sorry." Ren Zu calmly said to the teacher who was sitting on a chair drinking water.

"Student Renzu, tell me, what are you drawing during Chinese class, really!" Teacher Zecheng sighed heavily after putting down the water glass.

Apparently their conversation caught the attention of Ms. Nako, the head teacher at the next desk, "Mr. Zecheng, what's wrong with these two children?"

"Hey, I really don't understand why I openly drew pictures in my class, look!" Mrs. Sawajo picked up the note she had just taken away from Shiro's hand and showed it to Miss Nako.

After watching for a few seconds, Ms. Nako looked up at the two instigators, but her expression didn't look like she wanted to condemn them. Instead, she couldn't help laughing, "You two have such creative enthusiasm and talent, this is good, the blackboard newspaper in our class I don't have to worry about not being able to find anyone, I will tell Xiyuansi, who is in charge of the newspaper, to add the two of you later."

After finishing speaking, he ignored the reaction of the two of them, and said softly to Teacher Zecheng, "Mr. Zecheng, I am really sorry that the students in our class improvised in your class. How about it, I will let them be responsible for this week's work." On duty, it's considered a punishment, do you think it's okay?"

"It wasn't a big deal at first, but I was afraid that they would loosen up after the midterm exam. Since Mr. Oshima punished them, let's leave it at that."

In this way, before Yuji Shinozu had a chance to display his knightly sacrifice, Miss Nako rescued the two of them like a kind fairy.

And the punishment she mentioned was nothing at all. Originally, when the whole liner was off, the two people at the front and back desks would be on duty for a week sooner or later. They were just on duty for one week more than others.

Thinking about it this way, I really felt that all my previous reactions were inevitably greedy for life and fear of death, a little too cowardly, and I was not in a generally good mood, so I took out the candy in my pocket, opened it and put it in my mouth.

On the way back to the classroom, I happened to meet the physical education teacher Mr. Hirayama, "Eh?! You two, what's the situation?" Mr. Hirayama has always tended to get along with his classmates as friends.

"???" What's the situation?When Shi was thinking this way, Mr. Hirayama joked again, "Are you a couple?"

With candy in his mouth, he couldn't speak for a while, so he waved his hands hastily, turned his head and looked at Yushi Ninzu behind him, with the usual expression of laughing heartlessly, without any attempt to explain, really anxious Pulling his sleeves, hoping he would say something.

"Okay, okay, I see, Takeuchi-san is a bit shy, Ninzu-kun~" Mr. Hirayama walked away with a smile.

Renzu looked at the girl who was blushing and coaxed, "Mr. Hirayama is just joking, don't take it seriously." After finishing speaking, he seemed to have no intention of adding in a low voice, "Besides, I'm afraid I'll be slapped in the face. Let's go, It's time for class."

"???" Shi looked at Renzu walking forward, not understanding what he was talking about.

After the club activities, Shi hurriedly rushed to the classroom. Only Yushi Ninzuzu was left in the classroom. The bucket at his feet was already filled with water. He stood by the window and cleaned the window with a rag.

"Squad leader, I'm sorry! Our president talked a lot about next week's competition, so it took a while!" Shi walked around to the sundry drawer in front of the classroom, took out a rag and walked to the window.

"How is your kendo?" Shinozu easily stretched out his hand and rubbed it to a high place.

"Hmm... not so good, I'm just a fake in our club." Realizing that he couldn't wipe it, he moved his own chair and stepped on it.

Renzu chuckled a few times, and couldn't help teasing: "Then you will still participate in kendo next semester?"

"Participate, anyway, there is Haruta who is charging up like me!" After hesitating for a moment, he asked Ninzu, "What about you?"

"Huh?" It seemed that he didn't understand his own question.

"Tennis...club." Shiro bit his lower lip, rolled his eyes and looked at Renzu again, "You...you like tennis so much, why...give up." When it came to the last two words, it was as difficult as Squeezing it out from between the teeth, staring firmly at the person in front of him, not daring to miss a single bit.

When she saw the person in front of her hear those two words, she was taken aback for a moment, but soon smiled as usual, "Why do you ask such a question?"

I didn't realize that my brows were gradually furrowed, and my tone contained imperceptible emotions, "Are you sure that you will like to be a doctor when you start preparing now?" After speaking, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes to explain, not daring to look directly into Renzu's eyes, " I'm sorry, last time, I heard a conversation between you and your uncle, you said, you want to be a doctor, so you gave up tennis."

Time seemed to have stopped after he finished speaking, and the whole classroom fell into a quiet atmosphere.

A few seconds later, I heard the chuckle of Renzu stretching out, looked up into the dark blue with light clouds, and heard Renzu said lightly, "Do you know? Many of the choices we face in life are It's a mixed blessing, there's a risk of loss, there's a chance of gain, and the only thing we have to do is decide whether to accept the gamble or reject it."

"What?" I really didn't understand the direction of the topic's change, I lowered my body and opened my eyes wide, trying to figure out why Renzu suddenly threw out such a polite sentence to himself.

"Konneman." Renzu smiled and flicked his forehead with his free hand, "Stupid, I also read it in a book, and what I just said is the point of view put forward by Konneman .”

"Then, what if you don't know that you chose the wrong one?" Pulling back a little bit of thinking, I have to admit that if that person put forward this point of view as Renzu said, then you can remember Ren Zu of this point of view must also agree with this sentence, he is treating his life as a gamble.

"If you feel something is wrong during the process, you can go back and start over again." Ren Zuo replied nonchalantly, "Besides, everything in life is wrong, and no one can predict the world."

For some reason, she was a little angry when she heard his answer. At this moment, she didn't know who she was worthless for, so she asked angrily and wronged, "According to what you said, do you only want the result?!" Even excited jump off the chair.

"The result is more important than anything else." Renzu replied lightly with his eyes downcast, making his emotions undetectable.

Seeing such forbearance, she felt a twitch in her heart, but she didn't know why, so she could only murmur, "You just like winning or not losing, and you don't like the process of losing more than you like winning, Right?" She thought, maybe she could understand the ambition of this young man of the same age as herself, but felt sorry for the compromise he had to make for this.

When Renzu heard the truth, his eyes paused, and then he smiled and said, "It seems to be true. Why? Don't you?"

"I..." Shi pursed his lips, trying to hide as much emotion as possible, "I've never won anything, so I don't know what it's like to win?" After thinking about it, he continued, "But I always feel that I have been losing, losing to the rules of this world, losing to time, losing to my own weakness and failure. It seems that this feeling has been flooding me this year, making me unable to see clearly what I want to win What, is there something worth winning for me, what is the point after winning?"

It's rare for me to talk so much. In fact, what she said was all the big stones that have weighed on her heart for the past six months. Now she tells Ren Zu the whole thing, but there is no such embarrassment and embarrassment as imagined.

But why did Renzu in front of her suddenly look at herself with such serious eyes? Did she say something wrong?

"You don't even want to take the step of trying, how can you win or lose." I have heard this kind of tone before. In the hospital, Renzu talked to his father like this, "In fact, sometimes trying is a bad choice. Still insist on taking risks, regardless of gains and losses, and maybe your sense of powerlessness will disappear."

"Eh?! Isn't what you said is contrary to your previous attitude of caring about winning or losing and stopping in time?"

Shinobu shrugged, his eyes looking out of the window seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and his tone didn't care, "Maybe."

Before I could ask him why he was inconsistent, the sea fog that looked at me receded, and a smile surged up, "So, are you willing to bet with me?"

Tobecontinued......

The author has something to say: The whole world is assisting Ninzu and Shin~

The dialogue of Mr. Hirayama, the physical education teacher, is a bit of a reference to a scene in the movie "Long Road".

I am very impressed, the way the teacher teases the boys and girls is very loving

Very Japanese-style pure love movie, with a long stream of water and no ups and downs, but it is a movie I often watch back.