Youth long companion

After that, Shiratori Izumi often saw Heizi and Qingfeng, after learning how to massage, give each other massages after each other's physical strength was exhausted, so as to restore their physical strength as soon as possible.

He is more focused than studying. It seems that he really likes basketball!

Seeing them like this, Bai Niaoquan couldn't help but be infected by their enthusiasm, and wanted to do something to help, so he searched the Internet for many ways to make sports drinks.

If you can prepare the materials yourself, you can bring them yourself, and if you can’t, you can buy them online. If you supply them to two people, it doesn’t cost much.

After several days of experimentation, and after determining the final ratio and taste, Shiratori Izumi brought the finished product to Heizi and Qingfeng, and then slightly adjusted it according to their tastes.

Through this drink, Bai Niaoquan knew the taste of the two of them. Heizi's taste was sweet, but Qingfeng didn't like too sweet.

On this day, Momoi Wuyue saw Qingfeng once again sitting on the edge of the rest chair and pressing the muscles on his legs after exercising and physically exhausting. The way he pressed it made her a little curious.

"Ada, what are you doing?" Momoi Wuyue looked at Aomine's movements curiously, and asked suspiciously.

Seeing that it was Momoi Wuyue asking, she smiled and replied: "Oh, you said this, someone taught me massage, it can quickly restore physical strength. I think it is quite effective, and I have recovered faster recently."

Akashi Seijuro was on the side, listening to the conversation between the two, couldn't help looking over, and saw Aomine's movements.

Since he was kidnapped last time, the family has arranged for him self-defense courses to improve his skills so that he will not have the slightest ability to resist when encountering such a thing again, so that he did not notice Qingfeng's abnormality in the first place.

Hearing the conversation between the two at this moment, he raised his head and looked at it carefully for a while. The method was somewhat similar to that provided by his home coach, but there were some differences.

"Aomine, who is that person?" Akashi stood up and walked to Aomine's side and asked.

"Shiratori Izumi, three groups a year." Aomine knew it was Akashi's voice as soon as he heard it.

Akashi raised his eyebrows slightly, the name was a bit familiar, he quickly recalled it in his mind, and his good memory soon reminded him of the girl he had met several times when he just started school.

"Hmm, does this name sound familiar?" Midorima came over at some point, holding a bottle of ink in his hand, frowning in thought.

Why doesn't anyone complain about Midorima playing basketball and taking ink!

Momoi Mayzuki looked at Midorima speechlessly, her eyes always unconsciously looking at the ink bottle in his hand.That's weird!

"It's the girl who walked and read with a magazine at the beginning of school." Akashi reminded slightly, and Aomine's explanation sounded at the same time, but the content was different from Akashi's, "It's the person who lent you the red computer last time."

But at that time, Aomine was the one who communicated with each other when borrowing and returning computers. Midorima and Shiratori had never been in direct contact. It was Akashi's reminder, which reminded him of some vague impressions. Such a special impression that he couldn't remember that person's appearance at all, only that he seemed to be wearing glasses.

"That black-haired girl with glasses?" Midorima subconsciously adjusted his glasses and asked Akashi.

Akashi nodded.

"How did you meet her? Are you so close that you can borrow a computer?"

I didn't expect so many people in this group to know Shiratori Izumi, but Momoi Wuyue was the only one who didn't know anything. The most important thing was that her childhood sweetheart Qingfeng, who had the best relationship with her, never told her about it, so she I feel a little strange.

Qingfeng didn't notice Momoi Wuyue's awkward little thoughts at all, so he said carelessly, "Oh, I'm not training at the Three Armies at night? I met a friend there, and he and Bai Niaoquan are friends , and then when Bai Niaoquan went to see him train, that's how he got to know each other."

"Feng Zai is really hardworking!"

A lazy voice came from behind several people, followed by the crunching sound of chewing potato chips.

When everyone looked around, they saw a huge purple-haired guy with a height of more than 1.8 meters standing behind them eating a huge bag of potato chips, and he was very happy to eat it.

"Ziyuan!"

Everyone greeted each other.

Ziyuan, whose full name is Atsushi Ziyuan, is a center forward in the basketball team. He is more than 1.8 meters tall in the first year of junior high school, surpassing most people, and entered the basketball team with strong physical fitness.Currently getting along very well with Akashi, Aomine, and Midorima who are in the same grade.

"Qingfeng, did she say how she did this?"

Akashi saw that the topic was getting more and more biased, and he was a thousand miles away from what he wanted to ask, so he quickly brought the topic back, so as not to be misled by this group of people.

"Well, it seems that I learned it from a master."

Qingfeng didn't forget the massage when he was talking, and when he felt that it was almost done, he let go of his hand and moved his body, "Speaking of which, she gave me a lot of opinions."

"Oh, what's your opinion? Let's hear it." Akashi's red pupils narrowed slightly, with a hint of discovery in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly unconsciously. This was his expression when he was interested.

Aomine felt that there was nothing he couldn't say, so he roughly told Akashi what Shiratori Izumi said to him.Although he doesn't like to read those written narratives, he has a true love for basketball, and he remembers things about basketball quite clearly.

While listening to Aomine's narration, Akashi made a comparison with Aomine's situation in his mind, and confirmed that most of what the other party said was correct, his eyes lit up slightly.

Everyone else listened carefully, except for Atsushi Murasaki who was not interested in these things, he was still crunching and eating snacks as usual, it seemed unexpectedly cute.

"It's a talent." Akashi's voice was slightly lowered, his eyes were lowered, as if he was thinking about something, giving people a strange sense of indifference, but it only lasted for less than a second, and this feeling disappeared. Nobody noticed.

When Aomine heard Akashi's words, he subconsciously remembered the scene where the other party was typing on the computer. His hand speed was enviable, and he couldn't help sighing: "By the way, she is very good at computer, I'm so envious!"

Akashi continued to ask, "Why do you say that?"

"She typed very fast, and she was able to record the details of the training while watching our training." Qingfeng thought for a while, and continued: "There are also various forms that are well done."

Anyway, he doesn't know how to do it. The key is that he can read the form with few characters, so he is more impressed.

"Oh," Akashi noticed that most of the fatigue on Aomine's face had disappeared, and the sweat had gradually evaporated. He looked as if he had rested and could continue to practice at any time. Compared with the others around him, his face was still somewhat Fatigue, although it is also related to personal physique, the difference is also obvious.

Aomine was surrounded by asking questions for so long, and had enough rest. When he saw the basketball, his heart couldn't help but start to move again, and he asked Akashi next to him, "Akashi, is it time for a break? I've rested, and I can continue. "

The corners of Akashi's mouth curled up slightly, and the red pupil of one eye looked much lighter in color than the other under the light.

Since you have so much energy, why don't you tell the minister to strengthen Qingfeng's training intensity?

Akashi thought so in his heart, but what he said was "Take a rest, do you have Shiratori-san's contact information?"

"Yes," Aomine was asked these questions by Akashi, finally realized what he was going to do, nodded and took out his phone.

Momoi Wuyue, on the other hand, was a little nervous, looking at Qingfeng, if her guess was correct, then when Shiratoriquan came over, she would be in the same position as her.Thinking of Bai Niaoquan's advice to Qingfeng, she suddenly felt a little unconfident.

Midorima's thinking was much simpler, thinking that Akashi had taken a fancy to his ability and was going to poach corners.

"Give me a copy." Akashi took out his mobile phone, wrote down the number, put the mobile phone back to its original place, checked the time, and called everyone to continue training.

Standing on the other side of the basketball court, Nijimura Shuzo, who was observing the practice of the second army, nodded in satisfaction when he saw the situation here. Basically, the guys in the first army don't need to take care of themselves, and Akashi will lead them well.The more we got along, the more satisfied he was with the fact that he strongly recommended Akashi as the deputy minister.

After training that day, Qingfeng packed up his things and prepared to go to the Tri-Services basketball court to continue training, but when he turned around, he saw a group of people behind him, including Akashi, Murasakihara, and Midorima.

Momoi Wuyue also wanted to go together, but because of something to do today, she could only look at everyone regretfully and leave first.

It was the first time that Qingfeng was followed by such a large group of people. After taking two steps, he stopped and asked, "Aren't you going back?"

"I'm going to find Shiratori Izumi," Akashi said.

Lvma adjusted his glasses and said, "I'll thank Shiratori Izumi for borrowing the computer."

"Chizi and Luzi have gone, and I'm going too." Ziyuan took out a big bag of snacks at some point, and was eating with relish, without any image at all.

Qingfeng scratched his head helplessly, "Shiratori is not here today."

Akashi lost a suspicious look, and Aomine instantly understood what the other party meant.

"She's gone to work." Qingfeng sighed helplessly, and said, "Shiratori doesn't come to our training every day, she has to go to work most of the time."

"work to earn a living?"

Everyone's eyes became more puzzled.

They are only in the first year of junior high school, and they are all raised by their families. The concept of part-time jobs in their minds should be after high school.

"Well, that guy's interests are very strange. He likes to work and earn money, saying that he can get satisfaction." Qingfeng explained: "Most of the time she comes to visit us is the day when she has club activities."

"What club?" Akashi asked.

"Well, I heard it's... the painting department." Qingfeng thought for a while before hesitatingly said: "I didn't remember that clearly."

"Painting department, what a strange guy!" Ziyuan ate another piece of potato chips boredly, with a lazy look and no fluctuation in his eyes, obviously he didn't care about this matter at all, and he was just talking casually.

"That's okay, I'll just drop by to see how you get trained." Akashi didn't expect that the timing of his trip was wrong, and Shiratori Izumi was not there.

Seeing this, Qingfeng thought to himself that even if there was no Shiratori Spring, he would just introduce Heizi to them. Recently, Heizi's observation ability has improved to a higher level. Sometimes if he doesn't pay attention, heizi will cut him off The ball, although he could quickly snatch the ball back from Heizi's hands afterwards.

At this moment, Heizi tightly clenched his fists, his blue pupils were full of despair, tears gathered in his eye sockets, and his whole body exuded a strong breath of despair.

This afternoon, the teacher found him and told him to persuade him to give up basketball.

This point made him, who was encouraged by Qingfeng, feel as if a basin of cold water was pouring over his head, completely extinguishing the heart that was burning with a weak flame, and fell into the bottomless abyss in the darkness.

Could it be that he really can't fulfill the promise he made with his friend?

The teardrops fell to the ground one by one like precious stones.

Desperation, pain, and the smell that emanated made something hidden in the darkness start to move.

"Ah~ so fragrant~ so fragrant~"

An invisible pressure spread in the darkness, people who passed by here suddenly felt cold all over, shivered, and hurried away, only Heizi who was immersed in his emotions did not notice this abnormality at all.

On the other side, Shiratori Izumi, whom Akashi and the others are thinking about, is in a bustling coffee shop at the moment, wearing a suit and uniform, with just the right smile on his face, grinding coffee for the customers in the shop, a faint fragrance permeates the air, People can't help but move their throat slightly.

"Ah~ As expected of Koizumi, really amazing!"

The owner of the coffee shop clasped his hands together, his eyes gleaming, like an idiot, hiding behind the door, excitedly watching more and more customers in the coffee shop.According to his estimation, the flow of people at this moment is comparable to the peak period in the past.

The waiter in the back kitchen who was washing the cups and saucers couldn't help feeling deeply depressed. He froze the cups and saucers, repeatedly swiping the screen with a sentence in his mind.

Ah~ this boss is hopeless! ! !