shining moment

The whole weekend has been spent in the last few basketball games in Kanagawa. At the same time, the fierce qualifiers in Aichi Prefecture and Osaka have also come to an end. The national competition will be a competition between strong teams from all over the country. competition.

It was another sunny morning after the weekend. On Monday morning, students were discussing the basketball game on the street, at the school gate, and in the classroom.

"Hey, hey, have you heard? Our Xiangbei basketball team has entered the national competition this time!"

"Oh, it's amazing!"

"It actually entered the national competition this year. I'm really looking forward to it! Let's watch the competition together then!"

"By the way, after defeating the seed school Xiangyang last time, even Lingnan was defeated!"

"I went to watch the live game. Everyone in Xiangbei did their best. The game was really exciting! My blood boiled!"

The sunshine in June is refracted through the colorless glass window, changing its original trajectory, and shining into the classroom. The tabletop is a little hot under the summer sun, and the students sitting by the window can only occasionally raise their hands to cover it. light.

The Chinese teacher on the podium is distributing the test papers of the last Chinese test, and the final test is approaching soon, so there will naturally be more regular tests recently.

The girl on the seat scorched by the heat of the sun was a little sleepy. Under the scorching sun, she would inevitably feel a little drowsy. However, because the Chinese teacher on the podium was distributing the test papers, the girl could only cheer up a little. , waiting for the moment to be called by name.

The girl whose name hadn't been called put the weight of her entire head on her clenched left hand, her eyes half-opened lazily.From the corner of her eye, the girl could clearly feel the boy in the white shirt walking slowly past behind him, with the brightness of the sun, the pure white dazzled slightly.

The teacher on the stage was reciting their names one by one. After hearing their own names, the students walked up to the stage one by one to collect their test papers for the last Chinese test.

The boy whose name was called walked up to the podium, and when he took the test paper from the Chinese teacher, he frowned slightly. Sure enough, two years was not only a waste of basketball, but also a lot of study. I regretted the decadent past in my heart.

The girl sitting on the seat saw the boy passing by, recalling the scene of yesterday's game, everything seemed to be vivid in her mind, as if there was an ancient projector in her mind, replaying yesterday's past.

It was an important moment in the last few minutes between Xiangbei and Lingnan. In the stands, the girl's eyes were fixed on the boy on the field. Until the moment when the figure on the field fell, the girl could no longer hear any sound on the field. The lively arena seemed to have fallen into a terrible silence at that moment, and the dilated pupils of the girl reflected the boy lying on the arena, completely unable to move.The scarlet blood on the corner of the young man's mouth was so dazzling in the young girl's eyes, as if recalling some sad past, her brows were wrinkled and her face was pale.

Until the boy was carried off the field, a voice came from the field, "It seems that the brain is hypoxic and slightly dehydrated, and when he fell down, he bit his lip. Just let him rest and replenish water. There will be no serious problems, but if there is a rematch, then..." After hearing this, the girl was a little relieved, and watched the young man who woke up off the field drink some water, and left the field with the support of his teammates. At that time, the girl still ran out of the auditorium with some worries.

Across the gate of the arena, there was almost no sound on the court, except for heavy breathing.With the help of Satoshi Satoshi, a reserve player from Shonhoku, Mitsui, who has recovered a bit, sat on the stairs in the corridor. After drinking a can of POCARISWEAT, he shook the empty can in his hand and said, "Is it gone..."

"Ah, me, I'll go buy it right away!" Zuo Zuogangzhi heard it, and immediately ran to buy drinks.

Is my current physical strength worse than when I was in junior high school? Is it because I am overdrawn from my junior high school property?Mitsui clenched his fists, and found that even after resting for so long, he still couldn't use his strength at all.

Mitsui looked up, looked at Satoshi Satoshi who came back holding two cans of POCARISWEAT in a short time, and said: "You go back first, the timeout should have ended, and I will come soon."

"Yes, senior, we will definitely win!" Satoshi Satoshi put the two cans of POCARISWEAT at Mitsui's feet and immediately ran back to the scene to watch the last few minutes of the game in Xiangbei.

Damn, why did I waste precious time before!Mitsui regretted wasting the previous two years.

Yasuda Mori, who came from the auditorium, arrived when Zuo Zuoka Satoshi helped Mitsui to the stairs. She didn't want to disturb her, but after watching Zuo Zuoka Tomo leave, Mitsui opened the can with great difficulty and Suppressing tears, he recalled the proud young man who was once the glory of Wushi Middle School and was always relied on and admired by everyone. He has always been so smooth and flat along the way, but now he is experiencing an unprecedented situation. It must be very uncomfortable to experience these.It is precisely because of two years of wasted time that he collapsed due to exhaustion on the court. He must regret his decision to leave the basketball club. If he had never given up on basketball, he would not be in the current situation, at least , can do more for Xiangbei, at least, it will be easier to play in the qualifiers.

"Well, it's not too late now." Anderson finally opened his mouth after deliberating for a long time, trying to make his tone sound as usual, sitting on the stairs, opened a can of POCARISWEAT, and handed it to the person beside him. Mitsui, "Instead of regretting the past reluctantly, it's better to look forward, don't you never give up?"

"That's right..." After drinking two cans of POCARISWEAT, Mitsui let out a long sigh, and wiped his face mixed with tears and sweat with a white towel hanging around his neck.

If he stays here again, he will miss the last few minutes of the game. He must also really want to watch the last few minutes of Xiangbei's game with his own eyes. National competition!" Mori Anderson stretched out his left hand again, pulling up Mitsui who had regained some strength.

The two walked towards the entrance of the arena until they saw the dazzling white light that belonged to the arena in front of them. An Tiansen stopped again and watched Mitsui walk into the entrance of the arena step by step, leaving only a blurred figure shrouded in the light.

Mitsui returned to the side of the court, watched the game on the court, and said with all his strength, "It's the last 2 minutes! We must guard this advantage! We must not let them succeed!" In any case, we must maintain With this 1-point lead!

With 1 minute left before the end of the game, Mugure made a three-pointer, and Sakuragi's final dunk gave Shouhoku the final ticket to the national competition with a score of 70 to 66.

The qualifiers in Kanagawa have ended, and the Xiangbei basketball team has won tickets to the national competition. There is still more than a month before the national competition, but there is not much time left until the final exam of this semester.

The boy sitting in the back row sighed helplessly, and looked down at the paper that had just been handed out. The person sitting in the front had just sat down after getting the paper, only to hear the nib of the pen tap the surface of the paper repeatedly, saying Rhythmically... Da... Da... Da... The girl sitting in the front row was looking at the wrong questions on the test paper and thinking about how to correct them, only to hear the shouting voice deliberately lowered from behind , "Antian—"

"What's the matter?" An Tiansen turned his head again, and looked at Mitsui who was sitting in the back row suspiciously.

"Well, this, can I trouble you to guide me with my homework this weekend?" If a teenager who had been labeled as bad before and hadn't studied well in class for two years wanted to find a good student in the class to tutor him, Except for this Yasuda Mori who has been in the same class since junior high school, there is no one else to be found.

"No problem." Nowadays, Yasuda Mori has nothing to do at ordinary times. After completing some of his own things, he has a lot of free time. The girl who thinks that she can teach Mitsui to study and at the same time let herself review it is very Yasuda readily agreed, and Yasuda seemed to have thought of something again and said again after a while, "Actually, usually..."

"Well, usually what?"

The young man raised his head suddenly, and the eyes of the two of them collided inadvertently, which made the person who wanted to continue talking give another pause.

"...Well...I mean, if you have any questions, you can always ask me anytime."

"Sure enough, Yasuda-san is reliable!"

As if a boulder in his heart had been put down, the young man sighed involuntarily, and the Chinese teacher on the podium began to explain the test paper of the Chinese test, "Now let's start to analyze the test paper this time, everyone pay attention to the first question here. grammar…"

The boring voice of the Chinese teacher echoed in the classroom, explaining one question after another. The students in the audience were burying their heads in correcting their mistakes. A tilted pen drew traces on the paper, sending out brush strokes. The sound of brushing, the occasional call of magpies outside the window, with a kind of brisk freehand brushwork, a burst of sound flying over the branches, accompanied by a few green leaves, killing the summer time between classes.

After class, the students finally had time to rest and breathe.

"Ha, it's finally over."

"I'm so tired that I'm about to explode!"

"Long Chinese class..."

"The final exam is coming soon, and my recent grades are still so bad. I am really not suitable for studying!"

"Well, don't give up so quickly, there are still two weeks! Review well!"

While the students were discussing among themselves, the boys and girls at the front and back desks also made an appointment for tutoring after class.

The author has something to say: Well, a small part of this chapter has been revised because of some details.