[SD] Late Summer

It's not that she hasn't participated in school celebrations and school festivals, but Ruo Sang has never seen any school's activities that can be so solemn and grand to the point of exaggeration.

"Hey, the one who spoke in the auditorium just now... is the former Prime Minister?" Wakasang, who was setting up the classroom, asked Kumiko Asakawa beside him uncertainly.

"Well, that's right, it's him." Asakawa said calmly.

"..."

"Vice squad leader, you don't know. As one of the top schools in the Kanto region and even the whole country, the history of Xiangyang High School can be traced back to the Meiji era. When the Meiji government carried out educational reforms, it established Xiangyang High School in the same way as Germany. There are countless elites and celebrities from all walks of life who have come out of here in a century, and even several members of the current cabinet are alumni here~" Needless to say, the above is naturally from the mouth of Yuichi Sugita who knows nothing.

It's just... why, Sugita-kun, do you still look like a wretched uncle when you say such a serious thing?

"Hey, no one here is asking you, right? Hurry up and move things!" Asakawa on the side gave him a blank look.

Probably because the flying kick last time was really strong enough, Sugita Yuichi went to work as a coolie obediently without saying a word.

"This is the way to deal with this kind of cockroach!" Asakawa said, he punched the air hard.

All the people on the side took three steps back.

Just as everyone was busy, the monitor of the next class came in.

"Arnold, Matsuba-san,"

"Oh, Kujo-san?"

"Um... can I ask you one thing? Matsuba-san, please!" As he said that, Jiujoo made a big bow to Ruo-sang.

"Hey Jiutiao-san, don't be like this, what's the matter?" Ruosang really couldn't bear to be asked so seriously.

"Well, that's the student union side. It was my turn to wait for Osawa-kun and I, but something happened in our class and we couldn't leave. Can you and Fujisama-kun please, let's change it! Please, please!" He bowed again.

"That's it." Ruo Sang looked around, all the work was going on in an orderly manner, and there seemed to be no major problems, "I think it should be ok, but Fuji Masaki went there because he had something to do with the basketball club. I'll go find him later and if he's okay, we'll exchange."

"Thank you so much! The duty in the afternoon will be done by me and Osawa-kun. I will leave it to you now, thank you!"

"You're welcome."

So, that's it...

"So, Ruo Sang, are you going to the student union?"

"Well, yes, I will leave the rest to everyone. If you have any questions, please come to the student union and find me and Mr. Fuji."

"Understood. But it's really hard work, monitors and deputy monitors of each class."

"That's right, there is something in the class, and I have to go to the student union to help."

……

Xiangyang's school anniversary day is very busy, and the student union is responsible for a very important job. In order to prevent everyone from being busy and unable to contact each other due to accidents, the monitor and deputy monitor of each class need to take turns in the student union on duty.

Originally, Ruo Sang and Tengzhen were scheduled to be in the afternoon, but since the monitor of the next class came to ask, she did not refuse.After finding Fujima to explain the situation, the two went to the student union together.

"Fujima-kun, the basketball club is fine."

"Well, it's okay to have seniors around."

"It is said that many people from other schools came to visit our Xiangyang basketball team today, and some are from the university."

When she first arrived at the basketball club, Ruo Sang was shocked, the place was basically surrounded by water, if she didn't know people from the basketball club, she would definitely not be able to get in.

But it's no wonder that the Xiangyang basketball club has always been famous, and today is a rare open day, not only people from other schools, but even many students from our school want to take this rare opportunity to visit the basketball club.

"Ah, the weather is so nice."

At this time, the two had already come to the outdoors.The sunny autumn sun shines warmly on people, and the red maple trees on the roadside are dazzling under the golden autumn sun. The crowds coming and going make the usually extremely quiet campus look more lively.

"This kind of weather really motivates people!" Ruo Sang said to Fuji really vigorously.

"Matsuba-san will have a tea ceremony performance later, how about it?" Fujima was also standing in the sun at the moment, asking her with a dazzling smile.

"Well, no problem. As long as Mr. Fuji is here." She walked down a few steps casually, turned her head and said with a smile.

No problem, as long as Fuji Masaki is around.

This sentence has become her creed since then.Every time, every time, no matter what kind of difficulties and troubles we encounter, as long as there is this young man by our side, we can always solve them easily.

Everyone also trusted him and looked up to him.

He is such an outstanding and outstanding person, Kenji Fujima.

From Xiangyang's basketball hall to the student union, you need to pass through the school history hall.

Today's school history museum is extremely lively, and usually it is almost empty.

Tengzhen and Ruosang looked at each other and smiled, they had to go through the heavy traffic.

"Xiangyang School has a history of [-] years. As you can see, it has cultivated many first-class talents from all walks of life and made great contributions to the development of society..."

In the hall, someone's high-pitched voice echoed for a long time, and there were shadows of people everywhere on the huge floor-to-ceiling glass on both sides. Everyone followed each other, looking at the portraits hanging high there.Some of them have really become portraits, and some of them are all-powerful in a certain field.I don't know whose portrait will be added here after many years.

For many Xiangyang students, the meaning of their life, perhaps to some extent, is to become a portrait here.

For some reason, when thinking of this question, Ruo Sang seemed to cast his eyes on the young man beside him.

Kenji Fujima's future life is undoubtedly foreseeable. He will definitely become one of them. The only difference is that the introduction under this photo will be a politician or an entrepreneur.

Such a life, Ruo Sang can't judge whether it is right or wrong.

She has never stood at such a height, how can she understand everything about this young man named Kenji Fujima?

"Matsuba-san," Fujima turned his head sideways, "what are you always looking at?"

"Ah? Ah, it's nothing." After being discovered, Ruo Sang smiled softly, "I was just thinking that I might have a chance to see photos of Fuji Masaki here in the future, like those people."

Following Ruosang's gaze, Fujima also fixed his eyes on the hanging photo.

"Does my life really seem so unsuspecting?" Fujima murmured.

"Eh?"

"Obviously people are still walking here, but the future has already been nailed to a wall."

There was a hint of melancholy in his tone, not as gentle and peaceful as in the past, without ups and downs.

Fujima stopped and stared at the faces in the photos for a long time. Each of them is different, but the road they walked is exactly the same without exception.

And he, after a few years, will he be no different from them?

Kenji Fujima, for 16 years, just walked his own path step by step, never questioned, but now, at this moment, standing in front of the photos of those seniors, for the first time, he was deeply, deeply, puzzled .

"I don't know about the future, but because I don't know, it is the future," she walked to him and said quietly, "Teng Zhenjun, during the few months I have been in Xiangyang, I have heard Do you know what the most common sentence is? It's 'no problem, as long as it's Fujisama-kun'. Everyone believes in you very, very much, and I do the same."

This boy is like a god in their world, controlling all their senses and dominating all their beliefs.

"However," she raised her head again and looked at him intently, "It doesn't matter if Master Fuji says he can't do it one day."

She smiled and said this sentence so seriously and so gently.Let Tengzhen's heart tremble involuntarily.

The air has been flowing quietly between the two of them, and the surrounding hustle and bustle is far away at some point. They can hear each other's heartbeat and feel each other's breathing.For the first time, they really got involved in each other's lives.

"Kanji?"

Turning his gaze following the sound, Ruo Sang was immediately surprised.

With just one glance, Ruo Sang was sure who the owner of the voice was.

Fujima looks very similar to his mother.Not only the expression between the eyebrows and eyes is exactly the same, but also the temperament of the gestures of the hands and feet is exactly the same.

It is said that a daughter is like a father, and a son is like a mother.But Ruosang is like her mother, and Fujima just confirms this sentence.

Fujima's mother is not alone, the person standing beside her is their head teacher Nakagawa Raizuki.

"Ms. Nakagawa..." Fujima didn't take the lead in saying hello to his mother but looked at Raiyue Nakagawa.

"Your mother came to look for you, but the classmates in the class said you were in the basketball hall. I wanted to take your mother to the basketball hall, but I didn't expect to be delayed here for a while, right Mrs. Xiangzi?" Nakagawa Laiyue said with a smile.

"Yes, Kenji, but I didn't expect to meet you here." Fujima's mother Fujimako stepped forward and walked up to her son, "Who is this?"

"Hi Ma'am, I'm Matsuba Wakasan, and I'm in the same class with Teng Zhen-kun."

"Oh, that's right." Fuji Makoto looked Ruosang up and down, "He really is... a beautiful child."

"You are too much..." Ruo Sang replied with a blushing face.

"Mother, why did you come? Why didn't I hear you mention it yesterday?" Tengzhen was a little puzzled by his mother's appearance.

"It's nothing, I just want to visit you suddenly. But I don't want to disturb you, so I will trouble Teacher Zhongchuan."

"You are too polite, Mrs. Xiangzi. As the class teacher of Fuji Masaki, this is what I should do, not to mention that you are the president of Xiangyang Parents' Association."

Seeing the serious look of her head teacher, Ruo Sang really had to feel sorry for her... Sure enough, money can turn ghosts around...

"Kenji, is there something wrong with you?" Fuji Makoto looked at her son lovingly.

"Well, I'm going to the student union with Matsuba-san."

"Then go quickly. Ms. Matsuba, I'm sorry to delay you."

"No." Ruo Sang immediately shook his head and said.

"Then mother, Mr. Nakagawa, take your leave."

Teng Zhen bowed extremely politely, and Ruo Sang followed closely behind.

"Song Yu-san, Song Yu-san?"

"Huh?" It's been a while since I walked out of the school history museum, and Ruo Sang still seems to be a little lost.

"what happened?"

"Ah, it's nothing. It's just Mr. Fuji, you and your mother are really similar. To be honest, I have never seen such an elegant person."

Fuji really didn't say anything.

"But is this okay? In fact, it's fine for me to go to the student union by myself. It won't be a big deal after all. On the contrary, your mother rarely comes to school, so why don't you accompany her?"

"It's okay, Mr. Zhongchuan is here. Besides, if my mother knows that I quit work to accompany her, she will be angry instead."

"Is that so?" Ruo Sang felt a little emotional again, "My mother often said that I would not accompany her. But she is also very busy with work, and there is always very little time for the two of us to be together. Originally, she wanted to come today too. Yes. Mr. Fuji should be able to see your mother every day."

"Well, yes. I see you every day." Fujima said lightly.

Ruo Sang felt that Fujima seemed a little absent-minded today.Such him is really rare.

"Fujima-kun,"

"Ok?"

"Although I'm just guessing, Teng Zhenjun, you seem to be different today, what happened?" Ruo Sang looked up at him with a sideways face and a smile.

Fujima, who was asked in this way, was a little unexpected, but said very frankly: "Yes."

"Eh?" Unexpectedly, the other party would admit it so simply, Ruo Sang was a little at a loss.

"But yes... that's right." A few seconds later, she quietly watched the road ahead, and said very softly.

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