Jenai is tired after a week

Zenai dialed Akashi's phone without hesitation, brewed his emotions, took a deep breath: "Zheng-kun—"

There was a sound of fiddling with chess pieces from Akashi's side. She was a little surprised that she had returned to the dormitory so early. She hummed and asked, "Did you receive it?"

"Are you a fairy godmother?"

"..."

He seemed to be choked, and his voice was a little dazed: "What?"

"Isn't it?"

Zunai finds it amazing, she and Momoi just saw a beautiful dress in the mall, Akashi gave her the same gift, it's not a matter of coincidence, but even the time is so tight, this has to be a script right?

She still doesn't believe that the other party has degenerated to the point of using stalking methods.

Akashi explained: "I went there a few days ago, I happened to see it, and I think it suits you very well."

With Zhenai's character, she definitely wouldn't specially prepare a dress for the ball.If he hadn't invited her back then, she might not have been interested in participating at all...In places with a lot of people, she always easily disappeared in the crowd and was never found again.

Also because of this, Akashi felt that if it was a gift from himself, Zenai would not refuse it.

As expected, she accepted it, and even called to express her solemn thanks.

——For a gift of this value, Zhenai felt that he might not be able to afford it after working in the game for a lifetime.Akashi definitely didn't want her to pay it back either.

After finishing speaking, the other side was quiet for a long time.

"Zhengjun?"

With a click, the chess piece touched the wooden chessboard, making a clear sound.Zenai speculated that it was Akashi who had pondered for a long time before finally taking this step.But it's also possible that he wasn't thinking about the confrontation on the chessboard?

After a while, he said: "Don't be so nervous, if you still don't want to come..."

Having said that, Akashi fell silent again.

This is a very subtle pause. If it was Akashi before, he would naturally pick up the second half of the sentence, but now he is very reluctant.

Zhe Nai didn't say anything, just waited quietly, and clearly heard the opposite party sigh.

"Will you come?" Akashi lowered his voice, his tone was very gentle, as if he was afraid of scaring her away.

Zhe Nai really couldn't hold back, touched the goose bumps on his arm, accidentally caught a glimpse from the corner of the eye, Momoi was trying to wink at her, but unfortunately she didn't have time to see what she wanted to say.

"Well, since we have already made an appointment." She replied pleasantly, "I will be there on time."

After hanging up the phone, Akashi looked at Reversi who were fighting.

My goal is approaching, but it is not as satisfying as I imagined, and I don't find it interesting...

He pondered, put down a white piece, and picked up another black piece.

Akashi is not that stupid, basically he has already seen it.She said she accepted it, but in fact she was still rejecting herself.

He put down the chess piece, while playing chess with himself, he couldn't help complaining about the other person in his heart.You see, it's not good to be gentle, and it's not good to be strong, why is it so difficult to deal with?

Why on earth do you fall in love with such a woman?

Ah.

Another voice in my heart was forced to hold back for so long, without any good temper, sneered: It's as if you didn't like it.

……

Zhenai woke up the next day and went straight to the basketball department.

As soon as it came, it was the peak duel between Qingfeng and Vulcan, crackling, and sparks were flying in the air.

The separated auditorium was not spacious, but it was full of people, very lively, and it seemed that they were attracted by the aura of the strong.There is also a small group of people in the corner, sitting on small benches.Undoubtedly, they were all Diguang's own team members, and they were forced to sit on the referee's bench by the competition system, which seemed very resentful.

Zenai looked at them for a while, then walked towards them, and sat down in the empty seat beside Midorima.

Midorima glanced at her distractedly, seemed to know what she wanted to ask, and said directly: "Kise and others have already gone to prepare for the rehearsal of the afternoon stage play."

"What about the coach?"

"She's gone too."

"So, right now... Is it in charge of Mr. Midori?"

Midorima pushed his glasses and nodded reservedly: "Almost. But there's nothing to do."

—Obviously, otherwise they wouldn't be sitting here in a daze, staring at the court eagerly.

"If you're bored, go to the props team to help." He added, "Senior Dai was looking for you just now."

When Zhe Nai found Dai Qianxun, the arena had already entered the third round, and a large number of entertainment contestants were eliminated. The rest seemed to be basketball team members invited from other schools. In front of the generation of miracles, it completely lost its light.

Dai was observing Vulcan, and noticed her coming from the corner of her eye, so she asked casually, "Who do you think will win?"

"Street basketball style, under this kind of rules, Mr. Qingfeng has an absolute advantage." Zhe Nai has no doubts about this.

Someone next to them heard their voices and laughed.

Dai nodded calmly to the man: "Captain Jinji."

Zhe Nai looked up and saw that it was Qingfeng's captain, who was spinning the basketball in one hand at this time, leaning against the edge of the field, as if he was resting, and looked at them with a smile.

It was probably because she had a few words with Dai that she was discovered.

Obviously they didn't know each other, but Jinyoshi spoke to her naturally: "You know the players in our team very well, do you want to press who will win?"

Before Zhenai answered, Dai looked at him strangely.

"One is the era of miracles, while the other is just close. The outcome is obvious, right?" He seemed very alert. "I don't think there is any need to bet on this kind of thing. Besides, both of them are your team members. Does it matter who wins?"

"Of course it depends on the lottery." Imayoshi said meaningfully.

Zhenai understood Dai's meaning and was very vigilant: "I don't gamble."

"...Don't worry, good kids don't play with this." Imayoshi said, pointing to the opposite side, where they put all the prizes for today's event behind the basketball hoop.Of course, they are not very attractive. Even in an aristocratic school like Teiguang, the activities of the cultural festival are all prizes prepared by the students themselves, and there will be nothing particularly expensive.

But Imayoshi said: "I wanted to buy that comic book a long time ago. Sigh, I didn't expect your rules to be so heartless. If you don't give others a chance, what can I do?"

Zenai: "..."

Dai: "..."

Zhe Nai said, "Okay, who do you think the seniors will win?"

"You come first." Jinji said calmly, "Student Dai also said that they are all members of my own team. It doesn't matter whoever wins to me."

It was different with her.

Zenai was even more vigilant, looked at Imyoshi, and suspected that his identity as an otome player had been seen through, and he guessed that he was making a difficult choice.

It's a pity that his smile is too sly to reveal anything else.

She thought for a while: "At this time, rather than saying who will win, it's better to say - who is hoping to win?"

Dai nodded silently, her eyebrows furrowed inadvertently.

Imayoshi still smiled and said, "So, student Heizi, who do you want to win?"

He really knew himself.

Zhe Nai doesn't remember when he had contact with Imyoshi, he can only guess that when he got to know his team members, he touched himself along the interpersonal relationship.

His invisible eyes hidden behind the lens made her feel slightly uncomfortable, and she turned to look at the court.

Aomine was dribbling the ball through a series of obstacles, throwing a perfect parabola and netting.

Immediately there was applause and whistles, and the audience watched with great interest.Even people who don't understand basketball can see his superb skills from his smooth movements.And Qingfeng just waved to them lazily, and walked to the waiting area.

Afterwards, it was not Kagami's turn immediately, but another familiar first-year student who looked nervous. After taking the basketball, he subconsciously looked towards Imayoshi.

Vulcan followed his gaze and met Zenai's gaze.

He got up quickly and walked over.

"Why are you here?" He showed puzzled eyes, looking at the obstacles beside them, obviously unable to imagine that there could be people hiding here.

"Vulcan Lord, good morning." Zhe Nai greeted and explained, "Senior Dai and I are in the props team."

"Props group..."

The word caught Vulcan's attention, and he stared at the obstacle for a moment in thought, then asked suspiciously, "Wait, you mean, these things could all be moved?"

She showed an admiring expression, but her tone did not fluctuate: "Wow, as expected of Lord Vulcan, I guessed it right away."

"It's too messy!"

Vulcan followed up with a dry cough, and said seriously: "I mean, this is too unfair."

Dai said nonchalantly, "We make the rules."

"..."

Vulcan looked at Imayoshi silently, who shrugged: "I've already quit, and the stage is handed over to you young people, come on!"

He listened, showing an expression of growing doubts about life.

"What do I think?" Vulcan looked at Imayoshi, then at Zenai and Dai, relying on his wild intuition to vaguely catch something, "There seems to be some shady deal between you..."

Zhe Nai's eyes lit up, and he nodded solemnly: "That's right, Lord Vulcan, you must not lose—I put a comic book on you!"

"...This is also okay?!"

Vulcan walked back to the arena in a daze.The remaining two were also stunned for a moment, and then, two sharp eyes swept towards Zhe Nai at the same time.

"Didn't you say you think the Youth Summit won?" Dai didn't look very happy.

"You want to give away the prize so much?" Imayoshi smiled.

Zhe Nai nodded and said: "After all, everyone here overwhelmingly beat Qingfeng-kun to win. If you don't give Vulcan-jun a little encouragement, it would be too pitiful."

Vulcan, who was halfway there, staggered and stared back.

"I thank you!"

Aomine was startled by their voices, and also found them, and after listening to Captain Imayoshi finish the bet, he also showed the same indescribable expression.

"Zhe..."

"It's not that I don't believe what Qingfeng-kun means," Zenai immediately explained, "but in the arena, anything can happen—"

Qingfeng was startled, thinking of something, hurriedly stopped her from publishing the "meteorite theory", and subconsciously looked at the ceiling.

He was, of course, relieved that after the desperate event, the restored gymnasium was stronger and stood still against the background noise.

"Are you just going against me on purpose?" He curled his lips and said, "Although Vulcan is a good guy, it's still too early to defeat me now."

Zenai and Dai looked at each other, and in his eyes he could see dissatisfaction with the "Generation of Miracles".

The two quickly reached a consensus.

"Such brazen words will make people very uncomfortable, Qingfeng-kun." She said slowly.

Qingfeng looked away: "Uh, I didn't say your vision is bad, I just said..."

"Then make a bet? If Aomine-kun loses, you have to promise me a condition, and vice versa."

Qingfeng lifted his spirits: "Okay."

His aura suddenly changed from before, probably because he was stimulated by Zhenai, and he walked back to the arena with high spirits.

Imayoshi touched his chin: "Don't you think it will become more difficult this way?"

"This will be more interesting." Zenai said, "If Aomine-kun still can't regard Vulcan-kun as an equal opponent, he won't be able to show his strength."

"Hmm..." Imayoshi said, "You can see clearly."

Zhe Nai smiled slightly and looked at Dai.

"The rules are in our hands, right?"

Dai calmed down, stretched out her wrist and rolled up her sleeves: "It's time for us to do it."

Imayoshi understood, and his fox-like, impeccable smile froze suddenly.

"Hello..."

No, can it still be done like this?

The author has something to say: Because it is an entertainment project, you can mess around (. Don't study!