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

The preparations for the competition have been in progress for about half a month.

As small as confirming the list of visiting personnel from other schools, as large as how to get permission from the chairman to enter the school for training on weekends, the corridors that were originally crowded with people seem to have become more crowded now.

During this period, if Momoi Mayzuke's pens were not included, they were thrown into the trash can again. In order not to let her notice the abnormality, Tsurusheng bought a new one and put it on the desk. Indifference, throw it away, and buy it after the last student—this kind of endless loop like a Mobius loop; the math teacher conducted a surprise test in the classroom for two weeks on a whim; If her physical performance has not improved significantly and she is called to the office for a conversation, it can probably be regarded as nothing happened.

The last Tsurusheng has already told Atsushi Murasakihara that he will smash a basket from time to time, Shintaro Midorima can throw a Coke can into the trash can even standing ten meters away, and Ryota Kise can perfectly reproduce other people's expressions and movements just by looking at them (Honestly speaking, most Hesheng thinks that he may have a better future as an imitation star in his debut than playing basketball), and Hei Zizhe is also completely desensitized to his elusive physique that is easily overlooked.

Staying in the crowd of strange people for a long time can indeed sharpen your mentality.

Since Akashi couldn't spare time to manage the basketball club, Zuzusheng could only be responsible for watching the people in the club train independently for the past half month.

After exchanging lunches with Atsushi Murasakihara last time in a daze, Su Hesheng began to reflect on whether he was too one-sided in his past.

His talent aside, Atsushi Murasakibara is pretty normal off the court... even friendly—at least compared to a guy who can say, "Guys who like basketball but don't have talent are annoying." Much friendlier.

When the basketball team was dragged to the playground for a physical fitness test last week, he even distributed his chocolates and delicious bars to others—although he was very, very, very reluctant, that classmate was really in a bad condition at the time. After being sent to the infirmary, I found out that it was hypoglycemia caused by staying up late, playing games and strenuous exercise.

But it is said that there is no time, but Akashi will still ask Tsutsuru to give him a brief report on the training situation in the department every day.

As for why it's not Momoi, please be considerate of this girl who chases after the bamboo horse every day and runs all over West Tokyo—I heard that Aomine Daiki has recently expanded his territory and expanded his area of ​​activity to East Tokyo.

This is no longer an extraordinary degree of head-scratching.Not to mention the time and energy spent on the road, the fare alone is so expensive that Zu Hesheng couldn't help but be speechless.

Although Japan's public transportation is developed, it is not so cheap that the cost of this part can be ignored.

Life is not easy, and finally he sighs.

Zui Hesheng ran to the small auditorium just now, and the performance department that had just finished the audition was being dismantled into voice parts for separate training.

The leader of the trombone department was very impressed with Su Hesheng, or rather, the trombone department who often came to practice in the small auditorium were quite familiar with this beautiful girl.People from the executive committee recently borrowed the small auditorium, so they had to practice outside.In the end, Tsurusheng would come here to look for Akashi every afternoon, and everyone would be familiar with him after coming and going.

"As for Akashi-kun, I just went back to the event building with the members of the executive committee." The students from the performance department kindly pointed out the way.

So Zuo Hesheng had no choice but to go to the activity building with the notebook that registered the physical condition and training situation of the members.

Except for the special chorus and wind performance, this is where most literary clubs gather.The first to third floors are distributed with art, photography, tea ceremony, ikebana, housekeeping and other clubs that sound very cultivated. The entire fourth floor is the site of the student union, and the top fifth floor is used as a huge warehouse for storing public items. , or if the club you join is strong enough (for example, if you have won the championship or gold medal in the national competition), you can also apply for a room for other purposes.

The student council president's office is at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor.

The door was open, and Suzuru looked inside, and found that in addition to Akashi and the students from the student council, there were two seniors in Teiko High Class, and three students from other schools.

Just when Zuo Tsurusheng was hesitating whether to knock on the door, a blond boy sitting on the single sofa raised his hand and interrupted the speech of the senior of Teiko High School. The place.

Akashi Seijuro looked in the direction he indicated, then nodded to the others present, "Excuse me, she is here to find me."

Akashi stood up and walked to the room, closing the door behind him.

Zui Hesheng handed him the notebook, and apologized a little embarrassedly: "It seems that I came at the wrong time."

"It's okay, Fujiwara-senpai and Hori-senpai also came here suddenly, and they didn't say hello before. Did it cause trouble to you?"

"No, no." Saitsuru waved his hand, since she got a little more familiar with Akashi, her body language also began to increase, "Fujiwara-senpai and Hori-senpai also belong to the high school student council?"

"Fujiwara-senpai is. Hori-senpai's words are because the drama department's performance was too successful, and the student council president of the Hyotei High School liked him very much, so he insisted on inviting him to have dinner with him." Akashi explained with a smile.

"Huh? So that's the president of Ice Emperor High School?"

Zui Hesheng blinked, she only took one look at the boy, but the boy's astonishing beauty was dazzling and imprinted in her eyes, so exaggerated that he could be compared with her cousin.

Hearing her question, Akashi raised his eyebrows with great interest, "Hey, Kiyose doesn't know Keigo Atobe?"

It's rare for Akashi to have such a soft and rich expression, Suzuru held back the corners of his mouth from twitching, and asked shamelessly, "Is Keigo Atobe famous?"

"It is. At least among the girls' middle school students in Tokyo, he is well-known."

I'm sorry that the country bumpkins from Miyagi don't understand your cityboy&girl's hobbies at all!

Zuzuru pursed his lips pretending to be calm. If it wasn't for the fact that the school didn't allow mobile phones, she would probably have googled Keigo Atobe on the spot in front of Akashi Seijuro.

"Okay, then I won't bother you. This is today's record. Qingfeng-kun still didn't come. The supervisor teacher came and said that he contacted the Xiude Middle School team and played a training game on Saturday afternoon. The nutritionist teacher said that Zi Yuangu Density's physical examination results show that he is a little calcium deficient, so you can suggest him to add a little more calcium."

"He should tell Ziyuan himself." Akashi frowned slightly dissatisfied, but after thinking about it, he sighed again, "Forget it, I will tell him. I can't see you off today, Feel sorry."

Normally, Akashi Seijuro would send Saitsuru downstairs. Although the distance was very short, at least it was a gesture of gratitude.

But he really couldn't leave today, and Zui Hesheng, who thought such behavior was unnecessary, immediately shook his head: "No, you can go and do your work."

"Well, see you tomorrow." Akashi Seijuro nodded to her.

Zui Hesheng waved to him, then turned and left.

Akashi Seijuro returned to the office after watching her disappear at the turn of the stairs.

Keigo Atobe, who was discussing with Fujiwara Shuu whether the "non-self" of bowdo and the "non-self" of tennis have something in common, changed the subject.

He glanced sideways at the notebook in Akashi's hand, tapped the mole at the corner of his eye, and asked in a statement tone, "Is that the manager of your basketball team?"

"It's also my friend." Akashi Seijuro said, "You can inquire about me, but don't involve others."

"Why are you always so boring, kid?" Keigo Atobe leaned his elbows on the armrest of the sofa, propped his chin, and disliked Akashi's rigid look.

"You're only a year older than me."

"Born one day earlier is also older than you." He raised his eyebrows and smiled.

On Akashi's usually calm face, there was a faint look of impatience, "You came to the junior high school specifically to tell me these things?"

"Otherwise? Even if there is a matter to be handed over, it is also the responsibility of the high school department."

The implication is still "you are younger than me".

Akashi Seijuro was silent for a while, sighing.

He looked at Atobe Keigo, the self-confidence and publicity on that face had been the same for ten years, which made Akashi subconsciously want to repel him, and felt unhappy.

But he quickly suppressed the irritability rising into his chest.

The air suddenly fell into silence.

Hori Masahyuki, who had never been in contact with both sides, was forced to come over by Keigo Atobe, feeling a little embarrassed and at a loss.

Masayuki Hori glanced at Shuu Fujiwara, the secretary of the student union and the freshman ace of the Kyudo Department, and saw that he was looking at his eyes, his nose, his nose, and his heart. The petty friction between Keigo Atobe and Seijuro Akashi was taken seriously.

Yushi Ninzu, who was also called by Atobe to accompany him, had no choice but to smooth things over.

Keigo Atobe just wanted to come and visit this junior who was one year younger than him but did not lose to him in everything.

It stands to reason that he should regard Akashi Seijuro as his opponent.

Although the life and death of the opponent is important, his psychological state is not in his control.

However, since Mrs. Akashi's death, those who knew Akashi Seijuro since childhood always paid more or less attention to his current situation at the beginning.

But Akashi Seijuro performed perfectly even at his mother's funeral.

Not to mention at school and in various social situations.

The grown-ups thought he was a formidable young man, and most of his peers also thought he was as strong as a monster.

But Keigo Atobe always felt that there was something wrong with Akashi Seijuro-this kind of problem most likely appeared in the psychological aspect.

It's not that Keigo Atobe is boasting, it's just that his insight does not allow him to let go of these contradictions and differences.

But looking at it today, Akashi Seijuro's condition doesn't seem to be that bad again.

Could it be that he found the means of intervention himself?

Atobe Keigo pondered for a while, before leaving, he still said to Akashi: "If you have any difficulties, you can come to me."

He was very sincere when he said this.

But Akashi just nodded.

His heart is still closed to most people.

Of course, Keigo Atobe still didn't forget that he came out to treat Masayuki Hori to dinner.

He really likes the Salome played by this classmate!

Full of tension!With time, he might be able to make it to Broadway!

Then, while calling the butler to make an appointment for a restaurant, he caught a glimpse of Yuji Ninzu who was lost in thought for some reason.

"What's wrong?" Atobe asked.

"No." Renzu came back to his senses immediately, and adjusted the flat glasses on the bridge of his nose, "It's just that the girl looks familiar."

"Oh? Have you seen her?" Keigo Atobe became interested.

"Uh...probably?"