About me getting up at 04:30 every day for the basketball and volleyball club

The last two days of a vacation are always fleeting.

The end of spring break also means that everything will be back on track.

The competition schedule of Sakuragi Flower Road started a week earlier than the start of school. Haruko, who was bored at home, asked Tsutsuru several times if she wanted to accompany her to the opening ceremony.

During the time when Tsutsuru lived temporarily at Sakuragi's house, Haruko, who had just been married for two months, had already begun to hope that her daughter would also be so obedient and sensible.

Before going out in the morning, she will tidy up the room and make breakfast before going out; during the day, she will sit in the living room and play games for two hours by herself, or read and preview the newly acquired textbooks; I would accompany Haruko to watch variety shows and dramas, and the two of them discussed happily until about ten o'clock, and then finally went to bed on time, with a regular schedule that made Haruko feel ashamed.

Haruko asked Kiyase Rie for advice and asked her how to teach Suzuru students.

Rie Kiyose replied slowly: "It's none of my business, it's all because of her brother's good example."

Haruko asked: Then how did senior sister teach Hui Er?

Rie Kiyase: I didn't teach much.He ran with his dad all day long, and learned a lot of life philosophy by himself.

After reading it, Haruko remained silent, unwilling to give up, and asked again.

Not long after, Kiyose Rie sent another message:

Raising a child is actually like smoking a gashapon.

There is a limit to what parents can teach, and these limited things are coins that can be put into the machine.No matter how much you cast, there is an upper line, and whether the gashapon that falls out in the end is what you want depends entirely on God's will.

Haruko was enlightened and deeply convinced.She thought to herself that the senior was worthy of being a senior, and that even after graduation, she could still improve herself in fields other than academics.

It's just that although the analogy of gashapon is appropriate, it is a bit too close to a real mother.

............

No matter which school, it is customary for the opening ceremony to require speeches by representatives of teachers and students.

The principal of Teiko Middle School is an older intellectual woman, and the student on stage represents a boy with unusually beautiful hair.This kind of red saturation is a bit high, and at last he thought, it might not be very good for the eyes just looking at it.

The most important position is a bit special.As a new student, of course she was not in the queue of students, but stood beside the teacher in charge.As a matter of course, the boy also caught a glimpse of her when he cast his eyes in the direction of the teachers after he came to the stage.

Unless parents work reasons, usually very few people transfer in the third grade.

One is that I am afraid of different teaching progress; the other is that after two school years of class rotation, different small circles and small groups have been formed in the whole grade. It is still quite difficult to squeeze into a complete circle.

However, for good-looking people, this difficulty will probably be automatically reduced. As long as the personality is not annoying, it should not be too difficult.

Zui Hesheng followed in the footsteps of the teacher Matsukawa, the teacher in charge of the class, and came to Class [-] of the third year.From entering the door, writing names on the blackboard (this process took some time, because the names are all Chinese characters, and they have to be phoneticized one by one to prevent others from pronouncing them wrong), to introducing myself to the whole class, all in one go.

There were whispered discussions in the audience, praising her for her beauty, wondering why she transferred, and betting that the transfer student was a girl and asking for a lunch treat.

But what caught Tsurusheng the most was the voice of "Hey, her name is Satsuki too".

There is also someone in this class who has the same pronunciation as her name?

Teacher Matsukawa asked her to sit in the second-to-last empty seat in the middle of the classroom, a little far from the window and the door. If she wanted to be in a daze during class, she could only stare at the back of the head at the front desk—it was a pink head.

Such a fashionable hair color... the most unexpected thought.

If this is not natural, it can only show that Emperor Guang's atmosphere is open.

After all, in Shiratorizawa, the warriors who dare to dye their hair such an exaggerated color will enjoy the "VIP-level" treatment of being taken to the hair salon by the academic affairs teacher.

开完

In the class meeting of the first class, the last student was called away by the teacher and told him something about the school rules.

The second class is Chinese.

Finally, the student found that the teaching progress of the original school was a little faster. After learning the current content once, he quietly turned back a few pages, while previewing, while paying attention to the teacher's movements, in case someone suddenly got up to read the text I was in a daze.

Objects with unusually bright colors can easily distract people's attention from black and white.Thanks to the girl with the pink head at the front desk, Zui Hesheng has already realized the fact that her hair color is natural—not to mention split ends, even frizzy and dry...

People are more mad than people.

The best student, who can fight with his split ends for more than half an hour every time, drew a stickman with a tic-tac-toe on his head on his too-clean textbook.

"Today let you get used to the atmosphere of returning to school. Tomorrow, I will start to silently write the Chuanliu and ancient prose that I learned last semester. If you haven't memorized it, hurry up, or you will feel better."

The Chinese teacher, who was startled into mourning, turned around and left. At the same time as she opened the classroom door, the get out of class bell rang.

In the end, he began to have difficulties.

As a transfer student, she didn't know that the teacher had memorized those textbooks last semester, and she didn't bring the textbooks from Miyagi from last semester...

And even if she happened to memorize all of them, after ten days of vacation, she was a little afraid that her memory might be biased, and she always felt uneasy if she didn't consolidate it.

Otherwise, go to the teacher to explain the situation, and then copy the text?

She packed up her textbooks, and when she was thinking about how to speak next, she found that the seat was full of people, and her front desk—the girl with long pink hair had already left.

Zuo Hesheng looked around calmly.

Fortunately, this is not a campus bullying scene.The smiles on the faces of these new students who came over are quite kind.

They asked "Kyoyase-san" one by one, asking her where she was from, what her hobbies were, why her skin was so good, did she have any special nursing care, was there any club she wanted to join, and if she needed it. Take her to get familiar with the campus, if it is convenient, can I exchange email addresses, etc.

Zui Hesheng, who was stuck in the seat, patiently responded to the enthusiasm and curiosity of these people one by one.

When the ringtone came to her again, she found more than a dozen contact information on her phone.

Of course, she also lost a chance to find a teacher.

Before the third class, she hurried back from the front desk.And there was another tall man with a purple head who appeared at the door of the class with her.

Like a giant walking purple potato... or eggplant?

no no no!Kiyose Saitsuru, please wake up, that's your new classmate!

You can't refer to them with radish, cabbage, peach, purple potato or something just because you can't match the name with the face for the time being!After becoming a habit, I will accidentally blurt out!

She remembered that she used to give others nicknames because she couldn't remember their names, but Ji Chuanche laughed at her thoroughly when she found out.

The sense of humiliation at that time would make her face so hot that she wished to cut that part of her life out and start over now.

Zui Hesheng bit his lower lip, blushing and turned his head away.

............

The name Satsuki is said to be common, but in fact Momoi Mayzuki has never met anyone with the same name as her.

However, she is like this, but she has always believed in the sentence "there must be another me in this world, doing things I dare not do, and living the life I want to live"; she also looks forward to one day in the future Can meet "another me in the world".

Although Aomine Daihui said that instead of having fantasies about these things, she might as well figure out how to live the life she wants to live-here refers to dating Kuroko Tetsuya.

But Momoi Wuzuki is quite dissatisfied with this, she spends most of her time analyzing opponents for the basketball team, finally having a girlish daydream, but being ruthlessly suppressed, no matter how you think about it, she feels wronged.

But fortunately, she is not a sentimental person after all, so there is no need to get angry with Aomine Daiki's unintentional words, knowing that her point of view will not be recognized, so it's better not to mention it next time.

Momoi Wuyue thought, whether this country is big or small, she will always encounter it.

It did happen.

The reason for the quarrel with Aomine Daiki was that he was absent from training. Even though he was more active in training than anyone else in the past, his enthusiasm has faded visibly with the naked eye.

When asked why, he raised his eyebrows and asked in a very natural tone: "Is there any need for training?"

Momoi Wuyue was not too surprised by this answer.There are always signs before things fall apart, and she grew up with Aomine Daiki and saw it before anyone else.

It's just that when he really threw the original love into the corner like a magazine that has been flipped through, all Momoi Mayzuki can do is pale persuasion, and even futile quarrels.

That day in Xinghei, looking at Aomine Daiki's stinky face, Momoi Itsuki almost burst into tears.

However, if crying could solve the problem, she would have raised the sea level of the Seto Inland Sea by three centimeters.

So since crying can't make Aomine Daiki, a scumbag who has always given up on basketball, change his mind, then why is there any need to cry? ! !

She sniffed, and decided not to talk to Aomine Daiki until she ate something that would make her life full of hope again.

Fortunately, she kept quiet at this time, otherwise she would have missed the conversation between the siblings because of her own voice.

She had no intention of snooping, but...but that girl's name is "Satsuki" too!

Another me in the world really exists!She really wanted to tell Aomine Daiki who was sitting across from him, and what surprised her even more was when she heard that the child was about to transfer to Teiguang at the beginning of school! ! !

And it's the third grade! ! !

It's over, it's over, it's over!

If I was really assigned to a class, wouldn't it be even more "destined" that I would meet my other self! ! !

At this moment, Momoi Wuyue felt as if she had fallen in love - of course, she knew very well that this was not love.

She has a very clear favorite, but this kind of dream-like scene, this kind of picture that should only exist in her imagination countless times, really moved her so much!

As for what happened later, everyone must know.

In the random classification of the third grade, Momoi Itsuki and Kiyase Motsuru were really put together.

If it wasn't for class, she would really like to tell her that her name is "Satsuki" too right away!

She wants to see the same look of surprise on the other person's face!

But

After the first class, Kiyose was called away by the teacher.Well, she knows that freshmen still need to be reminded of many precautions, which is normal.

She suppressed the excitement in her heart and decided to wait patiently

The second get out of class is over.

But things don't go your way,

At the end of the second period, it was Momoi's turn to leave again.

"Zi Jun, are you really okay? Do you want to rest in the infirmary for a while?" After running to the infirmary to ask the teacher about the situation, Momoi Wuyue was very sad.

First, Aomine Daiki refused to train, and now Atsushi Murasakihara suffered from hypoglycemia.

It is obvious that the basketball club takes good care of their bodies regardless of whether they are selected or not, but why are there so many problems just after entering the third grade...

Is it my incompetence... Momoi Itsuki almost whimpered, wrapped in self-blame.

Atsushi Ziyuan didn't want to say that he played games until the early morning yesterday, so he ran to the infirmary to rest for the reason of hypoglycemia.

He hesitantly responded, and then the two stepped on the bell and returned to the classroom.

As soon as she entered, Momoi Itsuki saw her classmates scattered from the back seat to her own seats, and Kiyase-san, who made her extremely concerned, was staring at the door—that is, the direction they were in.

Are you looking at me?Or...are you looking at Zijun?

Momoi Wuyue quietly looked at Atsushi Murasakihara who was beside her, he was naturally tall and eye-catching, but he was not very sensitive to this kind of harmless gaze.

But in the blink of an eye, he once again turned his gaze to the most eccentric Momoi, only to find that a thin blush suddenly appeared on the face of this fair and clean girl.

Momoi was shocked.

She looked at Sai Hesheng who immediately turned his head away, and then at Zi Yuan beside him.

Suddenly blessed to the soul——

Eh?

eh eh?

Eh eh eh eh? ! !

Difficult to say!

Is Kiyase-san falling in love with Zi Jun at first sight? ! ! !