[Net King] The Spring of a Supporting Actor

A week may not be long, but it's not too short either.In many cases, time slips away unknowingly, without being noticed, and by the time the reaction is realized, it is already too late.

But this kind of too late, this kind of overwhelm has always belonged to people who are not ready.

People who are always ready will not be nervous at all, just like Fujiwara now.

Although Fujiwara couldn't remember some things clearly, Fujiwara knew that during the postponed final week, the regular team members of Qinggaku went to a training camp.

It's just that Fujiwara didn't care at all, because their training at Fudo Peak can be said to be intensive training every day, and the training intensity is very high.

In the week of preparing for the finals, there was no change in the training of Fudo Peak. Of course, it is uncertain if the players increase the amount of practice in private.

Fujiwara was wearing the black team uniform of the Fudo Peak Tennis Club, with a smile on his face, and the sun was shining on his body, making him feel warm.Fujiwara looked up at the sun hanging high in the blue sky, couldn't help feeling a little dazzling, and stretched out his hand to block the scorching sun.

The sunlight slipped through the fingers and landed on Fujiwara's face, the long eyelashes glowed like golden wings, and the pair of bright eyes were very bright and clear.

From the looks of it, today's game should not be postponed.

"Fujiwara-kun! Fujiwara-kun!"

Fujiwara had just walked a few steps out of the house, when he heard Watanabe Tomomi's voice behind him, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless, looking back, it really was Watanabe Tomomi rushing over in a hurry.

Watanabe Tomomi rushed towards Fujiwara, and said with some gratitude: "It's okay! It's okay, we caught up!"

Tomomi's face was flushed, and there was still some sweat on her face. She looked at Fujiwara with a trace of apology in her eyes, and couldn't help saying, "I'm sorry, Fujiwara-kun! Today is the final of the Kanto competition, but I can't go to the competition site to cheer for Fujiwara-kun , I'm really sorry!"

"It's okay!" Fujiwara shook his head and said.

He really doesn't care if Watanabe Tomomi will cheer him on.

Tomomi looked at Fujiwara, her face flushed slightly, her hands were kept behind her back, as if she was holding something, but she looked a little nervous.

Fujiwara asked with some doubts: "What's wrong?"

It's just that Fujiwara hadn't finished speaking when she saw Tomomi lower her head and put a box of chocolates in Fujiwara's hand, her cheeks were flushed, and she lowered her head and said in a panic: "Fujiwara-kun, let's work hard for today's game !"

Fujiwara looked at the chocolate in his hand, and was about to ask Tomomi what, but Tomomi had already turned around and ran back, very shy, as if she was avoiding something or nervous.

Tomomi ran for a short distance, but stopped, as if mustering up her courage, turned to look at Fujiwara, and said loudly: "Fujiwara-kun, you have to work hard!"

Seeing Tomomi leaving in a panic, Fujiwara glanced at the box of chocolates in her hand, and couldn't help smiling. Could it be that she was using chocolate to express her love to herself?

Fujiwara had a smile on his face. This was the first time he received chocolates. The chocolates in his hand were packaged very beautifully, making people wonder how delicious the chocolates inside should be.

It's just that Tomomi doesn't know that Fujiwara doesn't like sweets, even the sweetness of candy.

But if Fujiwara took this box of chocolates and went to the final venue, I'm afraid it will make people think again.

Looking at the chocolate in his hand, Fujiwara felt a little distressed.

"It would be great if he was here, and I can give him this box of chocolates. He has always liked sweets." Fujiwara murmured.

When Fujiwara got on the bus, he still didn't know what to do with the box of chocolates, but if he was allowed to get to the venue like this, it would definitely not work!

Looking at the beautifully packaged box of chocolates in his hand, for some reason, Fujiwara stretched out his hand like that, as if forgetting his habit of not eating sweets, he opened the box of chocolates and started eating.

Before putting it in his mouth, Fujiwara could smell the aroma of chocolate, very strong and very strong.

One bite, just one bite, bitter and sweet, with a hint of bitterness in the sweet taste, and then the taste slowly melted in the mouth like that.

that's it--

Sitting on the bus seat, Fujiwara stared blankly at the chocolate packaging box left in his hand, feeling a little dazed, he didn't even notice that the bus had arrived.

The other students who were on the same bus as Fujiwara reminded Fujiwara, "Student, we've arrived at the final venue of the Kanto Contest! Are you here to watch the competition, or—"

The boy who said this didn't really believe that Fujiwara was a contestant in the finals, but he was a little confused because of the black team uniform on Fujiwara's body, which was very similar to the team uniform of Fudomine, the dark horse of the Kanto competition.

"Oh, thanks!"

Only then did Fujiwara come back to his senses, his expression still dazed, as if he was thinking about something again, as if he was reminiscing about the deliciousness of the box of chocolates just now.

But he already knew that he should get out of the car now. Holding the chocolate box in his hand and his tennis bag on his back, Fujiwara got out of the car in a daze and headed to the competition venue.

why?

Fujiwara was very puzzled, why did he feel very strange, obviously he didn't like sweet taste, but why did he finish this box of chocolates?

And the taste of this box of chocolates seems to be——

It seems that that person said something before, what does it mean?

Fujiwara had some doubts in his heart, but it was just doubts. Listening to the discussions and cheers around the competition venue, he really came back to his senses, knowing that he is now in the competition venue of the Kanto Competition, and he will represent Fudo Peak in the final , will be playing against Qingxue.

Fujiwara glanced at the chocolate box in his hand, and finally threw it into the trash can, shook off those strange thoughts in his heart, took a deep look at the trash can, and then turned and left.

Some things are like the taste of chocolate. If you don't try it, you will never know what the next one will taste like.

Just like Fujiwara hadn't tried it, how would he know that he really didn't like chocolate.

The short-term doubts in Fujiwara's heart now will trouble Fujiwara one day, and then there will naturally be an answer waiting for Fujiwara after this question.

That answer, Fujiwara may not have known before, but Fujiwara always wants to know.

In many cases, Fujiwara's consistent thinking may have been wrong from the beginning, just like now he doesn't like sweets, he doesn't like chocolate.

Maybe that answer would be cruel to Fujiwara, because that answer meant something, maybe he was really wrong!

Even if he doesn't know, but the fact is like that, it won't change just because he doesn't know.So when Fujiwara knew about it, the real thing was still the same and could not be changed.

But at this moment, Fujiwara's mind is no longer on the box of chocolates that have been eaten up, what he needs to care about is the next final with Qing Xue.