[SD] Logic of Wild Dogs

At noon on Monday, Qi Haixue wandered back to the classroom after having lunch.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, but Qi Hai's mood was extremely low.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I've been out of my mind the whole morning, even Teacher Beicun's class is distracted... Well, this state is so annoying...

Qi Haixue put her chin on the table wearily, with a sad face, like a little fluff that was abandoned.

"Ah, classmate Qihai, I've got someone to look for." Yasuda Yasuharu said as he walked in from the door of the classroom.

"Huh?" Qi Haixue raised her head in a daze, "Who is looking for me?"

"It's the senior of the second grade."

【second grade】? 【Senior】! ?

——Could it be Mitsui-senpai?

Just as a thought flashed through his mind, Qi Hai swept away his previous slump and rushed out at the speed of a leopard.

"Ah...it seems to be from the photography department..." Yasuda felt a gust of wind blowing his cheeks, and Qihai disappeared in a blink of an eye, "Huh? Where is Qihai?"

Son A pointed out the door kindly: "It's already gone out."

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Qihai rushed out of the classroom in one breath, but the tall figure standing by the window in the corridor was not Mitsui Shou.

"Youyuan...Senior? How could it be you?" Qi Hai asked in surprise.

"Ah, Qihai, long time no see." Youyuan greeted with a gentle smile, "Actually... I'm here to apologize to you."

"Eh?"

"What happened last time was that we were wrong. We laughed at other people's dreams and efforts without authorization... It's wrong no matter what." Youyuan bowed sincerely and apologized.

"No, no, no... It's my fault. I lost my temper suddenly. As a junior, I actually taught my senior..." Qi Haixue bowed repeatedly.

"No, I was wrong first."

"No! It's me who disrespects the elders!"

It was the lunch break time, there were many people in twos and threes in the corridor, and the two people who bowed to each other quickly attracted the attention of the surroundings.

"Heh..." Youyuan rubbed his nose embarrassedly, "Well, it's not convenient to explain in the corridor... Can Qihai come with me to the photography department?"

……

Youyuan took out the key and opened the door of the photography department: "I'm sorry to shut him down, so he didn't come here. Don't mind, please come in."

"Yes..." Qihai walked in with a little restraint. It was only three or four days, and the classroom of the photography department was still the same, but Qihai's mood was completely different.

"Come on, sit down. Do you want some tea?" Youyuan greeted him enthusiastically.

"No, thank you." Qihai sat down on the chair that once belonged to her, "That...don't worry, Senior Yuyuan. What is your explanation...?"

"Ah..." You Yuan put down the tea pot in his hand, frowned and scratched his hair, "Yes... I want to explain, I don't want you to misunderstand me, Guan and the photography department... "

"Misunderstand?"

"Hmm...how should I put it?" Youyuan patted his head, turned around and opened the desk drawer, "Ah, yes. I developed the photos you took in the past two days."

A white envelope was handed to Nanami.

"Ah, thank you senior, you took the trouble."

"It's nothing. That guy Dashu wants to invite you back, please try hard to ask me."

"Satou-san?" I ran away after getting angry like this that day, Sato-san must be very embarrassed...

Youyuan took out one of the photos: "Is this photo taken by you?"

That's a photo of Mitsui Shou's back.

Qihai nodded: "Yes."

"You took a good shot, and you can see your feelings for the characters from the picture."

"Ah! Well, feelings or something..." Qihai waved her hands with a blushing face, "It's nothing..."

Youyuan didn't tease Qihai any more, and smiled gently: "Actually, I just want to start with this photo."

"Eh?"

"Guan and I were both members of the Xiangbei basketball team when we were in the first grade."

"Ah..." Qihai asked in surprise, "Then why... I mean, Senior Guan and Senior Yuyuan seem to be interested in the basketball team..."

"Yes, quite resentful, right?" Youyuan added what Qihai wanted to say, "There was a person who once told us that he would lead the Xiangbei basketball team to dominate the country, so Guan and I followed him here. Xiangbei, joined the basketball team."

Qihai: "Dominate the whole country?... Is that person Akagi-senpai?"

Youyuan's expression twitched, and he forced a smile and said, "No, it's another person. It's just that he didn't fulfill his promise, and soon abandoned us...and Akagi, neither."

Qi Haixue was silent.

"We have been members of the basketball club since junior high school. At that time, the relationship between the four members of the basketball team in the same grade was very good. Apart from the usual club work, we often played against each other in private and trained together. Although our skills are not Well, especially me."

Time seems to return to four years ago in an instant, the cement court by the sea, the sun shining on them...

Youyuan remembers that the sky was blue and whitish at that time, and the strong sunlight turned the basket into a strong shadow.They were running, with a basketball in their hands, the texture of the surface was polished smooth, and some places were a little bulging because Guan always sat on the basketball.

They ran around the rough runway that was full of cinders and gravel; they ran, repeating three-step layups, passing, feints, and three-point shots over and over again...

Everyone's face was tanned and thin, and in the summer, they were wearing shorts and vests and playing the ball.The inflated basketball makes a "bang bang" sound on the hard and rough concrete court. There is a slight vibration in that sound, which makes people feel happy.The orange basketball went up and down between the sky and the ground. They shouted and shook their wrists easily. The power passed through their fingertips. live.

Time flies, and the teenagers grow up gradually.They play basketball when the sun is rising and when the sun is setting. In the scorching sun at noon, sweat will flow down the temples to the chin.

They run like a herd of ponies.They ran, their limbs colliding with each other constantly.The orange-red basketballs are passed between each other, orange-red, with the wind, the muffled bang, the sun, and the strength of the fingertips of the teammates across the blue sky...

"I wear No. 7 in the white jersey. When I played, I was a center. Guan was No. 5, a power forward. I remember our No. 4, our captain, our shooting guard, and his smooth hair when he was running. Drumming in the wind, his slender legs exploded with amazing jumping power, his speed was fast, like a white light. He jumped up, and then raised his arms, like a slow motion in a movie, a metal round frame We were shaken by the touch, and the ball was scored. ——We cheered." You Yuan smiled, "He led us to win one victory after another, and he is someone whom Guan and I respect and follow."

Qi Haixue quietly listened to Youyuan's story, a story that everyone who loves basketball can empathize with.

"I can't remember how many games we played in total. In the last game of our junior high school, we competed with another middle school for the championship and runner-up. Our opponents are very strong, and the score has always been against us. Although every Everyone is trying to fight, but in the last 12 seconds, we are still one point behind the opponent. And the possession of the ball is still in the hands of the opponent..."

Competing for the championship of the middle school era...?Qihai couldn't help thinking of something, but was quickly attracted by Youyuan's narration.

"At that time, Guan and I were a little desperate, and our physical strength was almost exhausted. But our captain still encouraged us loudly, and he said confidently—'There is still time! We will definitely win!' Haha, I really don’t know where he got so much confidence back then!” Youyuan couldn’t help laughing out loud, “But we all believed in him, we believed with all our hearts, as long as we follow him, we will definitely win!”

"I don't have any energy, I just remember the white jersey, the teammates yelled to return to the defense, the captain suddenly intercepted the opponent's ball, we desperately cleared a way for him to attack... the ball was passed in our hands, The basketball hits the ground like a heartbeat."

"What happened next?" Qi Hai couldn't help asking.

"Later, in the last three seconds, the captain lived up to everyone's expectations and rushed into the penalty area. He made an easy jumper with a very beautiful posture-just looking at the arc, I knew that he would definitely go in. I put my hands on my hips and gasped. , dry mouth, but the heart is full of great joy..." Youyuan was immersed in the memory, "We won! In the summer of that year, we won the championship of the county competition, and the captain was named the most valuable player —he deserved it.”

Youyuan smiled and looked at Qihai: "Our captain is the one who vowed to let Xiangbei dominate the country...the one in your photo."

Although Qi Haixue had already guessed the captain's name, she still couldn't believe it when Yu Yuan said it: "Mitsui-kun...? To dominate the whole country?—His dream is the same as that of Akagi-senpai, but how could it be?" ...?"

"Yeah, we believed in him so much, and followed him to Xiangbei...But, he betrayed his oath, betrayed our dreams...and abandoned basketball..." Youyuan smiled bitterly , "We, me and Guan...how can we hate basketball? But when dreams are destroyed...we...me..."

Youyuan couldn't continue: "Sorry..."

"Senior Yuyuan..." Qihai stood up worriedly.

Youyuan waved his hand, covered his eyes and smiled: "It's okay, that...you're right, no matter what, we shouldn't laugh at Akagi's dreams and hard work...that face is really ugly..."

"Senior Yuan..."

Youyuan took a deep breath and calmed down: "Actually, I can't care about it until now. Although he said disgusting and mocking words, he never missed a basketball game in Xiangbei, even if he had to skip class. Carrying the camera on his back, he ran over to watch the battle... Although he said that he had completely withdrawn, that imperfect dream was still stuck in his throat... You, don't blame him, the harsh words he said were actually against his will... "

"Well, I know Senior Guan and Senior Youyuan are good people... It's my fault, I don't understand at all..."

"Those who don't know are innocent." You Yuan smiled relaxedly, "Sorry to delay you for so long."

"Where, thank you very much Senior Youyuan for explaining to me so seriously, and for taking the trouble to develop and print the photos for me."

"Actually, besides apologizing for what happened last time, I want to formally invite Nanami to join on behalf of the photography club."

"Huh?" Qihai couldn't help being stunned, "Me, me?"

"Yes, Guan and I both recognize your talent in photography." Youyuan smiled and handed over a blank application form, "Dashu has always been looking forward to your joining."

"Thank you, Senior Youyuan..." Qi Haixue took the application with emotion, and bowed deeply, "I, I will work hard!"

"You have to call President Yuyuan."

"Yes! There is the president of the Yuan Dynasty!"

"Suffixes or something... Ah, forget it." Youyuan smiled and rubbed Qihai's hair, "Welcome to join the photography club, Qihai classmate."

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Ruthless Little Theater:

Class monitor: "Where is Qi Hai?"

Son B: "Oh, she's gone out. A second-year senior was looking for her just now."

"Senior of the second grade?" The monitor recalled a group of delinquent teenagers on the day of eating barbecue... Qi Hai will not have any trouble, right?

The good and responsible squad leader seriously started to worry.

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"I'm back, monitor, just now I heard from B that you have something to do with me?" Qi Hai asked with a smile.

"Nothing, just asking you."

"Oh."

"Wait a minute, Nanami-san!"

"Eh?"

"That...the second grade senior didn't bother you, did he?" the monitor asked tactfully.

"Ah, how could it be. Senpai Youyuan is a senior in the photography department, he is a very nice person." Qihai explained with a smile, "I have already decided to join the photography department."

So it's a senior from the photography department? ... The squad leader couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief: "Really? Congratulations. But why do the seniors in the photography department all look fierce? Well, maybe they are all good people with evil faces..."

Qihai seriously corrected: "Are they kind-hearted and kind-hearted, right? I think they all look very kind, sunny and upright!"

The class monitor pushed his glasses: "Student Qihai, there must be something wrong with your aesthetics?"

Qihai: "Huh—?"

The dialogue between the chicken and the duck is over.