Net King - Lan Xi

"Good morning, mom and dad. It smells so good. Mom's cooking skills are getting better and better. What's for breakfast this morning?" I asked, smelling the scent from the kitchen.

"Good morning. Let's have Japanese breakfast today." Mom put the food on the table and answered me while busy.

"Hey, hasn't Katsuro come down yet?" Seeing that both parents are there, Katsuro hasn't come down yet, a bit strange.I got up late today. According to this time, he should have breakfast downstairs.

"Not yet. It hasn't come down yet." Mom was so busy.

"I'll be late if I don't come down, Mom, I'll go up and have a look." I went upstairs.

"Sheng Lang, I'm going to be late for school if I don't get up again. Well, my face looks so red. Ah, it's so hot." Opening the door of Sheng Lang's room, he found that he was still sleeping, with a trace of abnormal flush on his face, and touched him The forehead is so hot, it must be a fever.

"Mom, Katsuro seems to have a fever, where is the medicine box?" I called from the stairs.

"Let me take a look. Shenglang, put the thermometer in your mouth." Mom hurriedly put down her busy breakfast, found the medicine box, and took out the thermometer. "It seems to be burning very badly. I can't go to school. Please ask for leave today." Mom looked at the thermometer and said.

"Understood, don't worry. Let Shenglang rest at home. I'll go down and have breakfast first." I looked at my watch and said to my mother.

"Senior Tezuka, Katsuro is sick today and asked for leave. Maybe he won't be able to come to training tomorrow." Outside the training ground, I called Tezuka to stop.

"Understood, let him rest at home, hope he gets better soon." Tezuka replied.It turns out that Tezuka is also very concerned about other people.

"Thank you for your concern.~Hey, senior, I don't know if I should say something. I hope you won't be angry when you hear it." Seeing that no one was paying attention, I said.Two days ago, I was watching the scenery on the flyover after school, and I happened to see the match between him and Echizen. His hands seem to have problems all the time. Youhan once said that this kind of person really doesn't know whether to support him or to train him hard. a meal.At that time, I didn't understand Youhan, but now that they are real people by my side and are no longer untouchable people in comics, it's better to care about them. I am very touched by their spirit of pursuing their dreams.

"Huh? Please tell me." Tezuka said calmly.

"As for your surname, Tezuka-senpai, in Chinese, Tsuka means tomb, and Tezuka is the grave of the hand. Do you really not care about your arms for the sake of the competition? It happened that I saw you in the competition with Echizen that day. Well, although your arm is already healed, it hasn’t fully recovered, right? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have had a re-examination after the game. It seems that your arm has a new injury.” He didn’t care what Tezuka would think when he heard it. , I just expressed my own thoughts, of course, there are also my own pranks in it, I hope to see Tezuka change his face or other expressions.

"..." Bingshan began to release the cold air again, feeling a little cold.

"I understand your mood, the desire for victory, and the persistence of wanting to keep playing once you are on the court and never giving up until the end. Even if you are yourself, you can't convince yourself why And give up the game. However, if it is true that you can no longer play tennis because of the irreparable damage caused by one game, wouldn’t it be a pity? I also hope that the seniors can think about it. I can no longer play tennis, and everyone will be very sad. Also, everyone is very good, and they are working hard for the game. Even if you take a break, it doesn’t matter if you don’t play.” After all, the protagonist is king, no matter what won.The last sentence was not uttered in my stomach.Without waiting for his answer, he left.It's a pity that I still haven't seen the change in his mood.Although he didn't know much about the plot, but decided not to try to change the plot, the reminder to him could only be so much.

When I left, I didn’t notice that at the corner not far away, the reflection of dry glasses and the sound of rustling notes, as well as the genius, the smile on the face and the beautiful eyes that opened and closed.It has attracted attention again, and in the days to come, it is doomed to have further contact with them.

"Fuck, Kato seems to know a lot." Fuji said.

"As for the Tezuka's injury she just mentioned, my data has not been updated yet. I need to further collect data on her." Gan pushed his glasses, closed his notes and said.

"Yeah, it's getting more and more interesting." Fuji murmured.

In the evening, when I came home, I found that my mother had already prepared dinner, but she was still busy in the kitchen.

"Mom, I'm back. How is Katsuro doing now? Are you better?" I changed into slippers at the door and asked.

"I took the medicine and fell asleep, and the fever has subsided. There should be no problem now. You can help me bring Shenglang's porridge up, and then come down and wash your hands to eat." Mom replied.

"Okay, it'll be ready soon." Putting down his schoolbag, he brought the porridge and walked to Shenglang's room. "Katsuro, are you awake? I've brought you dinner." I asked at the door.

"Well, sister, come in." Katsuro replied.

"Hey, eat your dinner quickly. Mom boiled it specially for a long time. When she recovers, she will go to school with me tomorrow. I really envy you. You can stay at home and not go to school when you are sick." Pass him the porridge, pull over the chair and sit aside.

"It's so hard to be sick, sister, if I can, I'd rather go to school instead of being sick." Sheng Lang said after removing the bowls and chopsticks.

"Hehehe, but you can open your mouth with food and stretch out your hands with clothes, and you don't have to read your homework, that's fine." I joked.

"I still need to make up my homework when I'm sick. I don't know what I did today." Sheng Lang looked at his schoolbag.

"Allah, don't worry, you have my talented sister here, are you still afraid of that little homework? My sister will give you extra lessons at night to ensure that your homework will not be missed. The first grade courses are not good for my sister. A piece of cake?" I patted my chest and said, putting my schoolbag beside his bed.

"Hey, if you're still worried, read the book by yourself after dinner, and mark the place you don't understand. Ask me later, and I'll come over after you call. If you don't have the energy, sleep well. Tomorrow's vacation I also invited you, the most important thing is to recuperate well."

"Thank you sister. I'm done." Sheng Lang finished his porridge and handed me the bowl and chopsticks.

"Hehe, I'm an elder sister, and I should take care of my younger brother." I took the bowls and chopsticks, and walked out of Shenglang's room with a smile.Although at the beginning, I played this role more according to Lan Xi's memory and personality, so that everyone would not feel that Lan Xi had changed a lot suddenly, but gradually I really liked this kind of life. Parents, mothers and brothers all cared and loved her. Love each other, in this relaxed and warm home, really happy.

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