My front table is Echizen Ryoma

As exams approached, even an optimist like Taocheng expressed some concern.

"It feels like English is dying again."

The younger generation beside him sat on the grass and drank Ponta leisurely.

"What grammar, sentence structure, I feel like I don't know everything. It's over, my world is over."

The younger generation glanced at him and ignored him.

"Echizen, can you say something?"

"..."

What he got was a slightly disgusted look from the other party.

Momoshiro Takeshi finally couldn't bear it anymore. "I said, Echizen, don't you have any sympathy?"

"Is it sympathy? Probably, it was exhausted the moment Senior Atao said that I was the one who wanted to play the game."

"Obviously, I think you are quite willing to accept that slander."

"No!"

"Hey, forget it, forget it, I won't argue with you about this." Takeshi Momoshiro leaned back and lay on the lawn.

"Obviously I gave you English notes."

"It's good to take notes," he lazily replied, "but it would be even better if someone could give me a personal lecture. Echizen, aren't you also worried about the Mandarin test? It would be great to study with me."

"No, I don't know if that will benefit your study, senior, but it will definitely not help my Mandarin study."

"It's really ruthless."

After Momoshiro Takeshi sighed, he closed his eyes and focused on the sounds around him.

The sound of stones being rolled up by the wind, the sound of shoe uppers rubbing against the ground, the sound of team members swinging rackets, the sound of balls hitting the net surface, the sound of balls rolling down, the sound of balls being picked up and thrown into the basket, all The voices of the grade members complaining, the gasps of the members who were training sparring, and the sound of the people around them gently adjusting the brim of their hats.

Takeshi Momoshiro opened his eyes and said suddenly, "I will miss you."

The younger generation held Ponta's hand for a while, awkwardly for a long time, and replied: "Yes."

Obviously, for a Tsundere, such a response is already the limit, but Takeshi Momoshiro refused to give up and continued to ask: "You will miss me too, right? After all, I am such a good senior."

Sure enough, I finally got the response of "cut, it's still far away".

However, the side face of the junior who responded in this way seemed a little lonely for some reason.

Time is flowing, the world is turning, and some things cannot be stopped or changed.

Echizen Ryoma understands this truth. He has witnessed himself growing taller, Karubin getting older, and Kitakami Yuki getting stupider.

These are irreversible (although something seems wrong).

So, after a while, he will have to say goodbye to A Tao-senpai and Kaitang-senpai. The original members he met when he joined the Qing Xue Tennis Club in the first year will all leave.

Although there are new members appearing every year, who are also his valued friends, but the first ones always make people can't help but add the word "more".

More valued friends, more important friends.

Every graduation season is approaching without some sadness.

However, Kitakami Yuki didn't feel anything about it.

That's how she talked about it. "Ito seems to be graduating? So is Tanaka. It's really annoying. From now on, the mathematics club will have to be supported by me alone."

Fujiwara smiled embarrassedly and said to her: "Are you not sad at all, Xiaoyu? You are friends, right? He is leaving, and so is Momoshiro-senpai."

"But it's just that I left school, and it's not that I won't see you anymore."

"But it will be a little sad, right?"

"No." Beishang said and repeated again, "Not at all."

But when Yuki Kitakami came to the graduation season with such a point of view, it seemed that his thinking had undergone an earth-shaking change.

She looked at Takeshi Momoshiro and burst into tears for some reason.

Taocheng was deeply moved and thought of saying something to comfort her.

"Damn it, why are you crying? How can a boy cry!"

Kitakami sobbed and said, "I'm obviously a girl."

"How can there be a girl like you?"

"Where do I look like a girl?"

"Not cute at all."

"Senior, your aesthetic system is distorted, right?"

"No, it's just that the moment my brain sees you, it will immediately remind me that this is a boy."

"Understood, your whole brain is broken."

"you--"

When Takeshi Momoshiro said this, he suddenly remembered, it seemed that his purpose of speaking at first was to persuade her not to cry, not to quarrel?

In the face of the other party's momentary silence, Beishang actually cried again, and even more than before.

"Hey, stop crying..." Taocheng was helpless.

"I always feel that my setting should be that I seldom cry, so it's strange, why I can't stop crying at this time. The lacrimal gland is really a strange and useless organ, it might as well be removed. "

Taocheng hugged her shoulders. "Okay, okay, stop, don't say that strange thing anymore, I'll just admit that you are a girl today."

Having nothing to do with himself, Echizen Ryoma, who had been watching for a long time, caught a glimpse of this scene and became a little uneasy.

"Hey, Senior A Tao, what are you doing?"

The tone of the statement seemed to say "Let me go of her, you bastard A Tao-senpai".

Takeshi Momoshiro looked at him and laughed out loud. He stretched out his hand and pulled Echizen towards him, wrapping him and Kitakami in his arms. "It's been great getting to know you guys."

Echizen looked at him for a few seconds and smiled helplessly. "Senior is really..."

Kitakami Yuki bent down carefully, and took advantage of her size to escape from Taocheng. She couldn't stop crying just now, but now she looked much better, and instead said: "Senior Taocheng, don't say such nasty things, it's too bad It suits you." After she finished speaking, she looked around and asked, "Have you seen Fujiwara?"

"No, I don't know where the poisonous snake went... Oh! I see!"

Kitakami Yuki blinked knowingly. "I seem to understand."

The only boy who didn't understand what happened glanced at them, pressed his hat brim, and turned to find the vending machine alone.

Echizen opened the Ponta he bought, leaned against the vending machine and took a sip. Two familiar voices came over. He walked closer and saw two people talking with their backs to him across a flower bed. Look at the back It's Kaido-senpai and Fujiwara.

Echizen was not interested in eavesdropping, but as soon as he turned around, he saw two people crouching suspiciously behind the vending machine.

Takeshi Momoshiro made a gesture of silence.

Echizen nodded helplessly, thinking, Senpai and Kitakami are really boring.

The voice over there came intermittently.

"Senior Haitang, congratulations on your graduation."

"Thank you."

"Well, in fact, I should say thank you, senior, you have helped me a lot."

Kaitang Kaoru didn't reply, probably thinking about what to reply.

The crisp female voice sounded again. "As for me, I have something important to say to you, senior."

What?important words?

When Taocheng and Beishang heard the words, they couldn't help but leaned in the direction of the two of them again. The vending machine was shaken by their push, and their faces were almost stuck on the vending machine.

Thus, the words that the two of them were holding their breath to hear were spoken. "Senior, from now on, please don't show mercy to me in tennis."

what!What an important word!

The two of them were about to rush out to question Fujiwara. When this sentence was important, Fujiwara continued: "Because, from today onwards, I will no longer be your junior at Qingxue. Please face me squarely." One can imagine that the girl's eyes must be shining when she said this.

She paused for a while, not intending to wait for the other party's reply, and continued, this time her voice seemed to tremble a little because of nervousness. "I hope you can understand the real me. I'm... terrible. I have great strength and can easily move things that many boys can't lift; I have bad grades and poor math; I have a weird personality and like to watch reasoning , convinced that I am Sherlock Rinai, yes, I still think so. Do you have the confidence to know me like this?"

Finally, the male protagonist of this conversation spoke. "I know." Compared with the girl, his voice was deeper than usual, "I know all of this, but it doesn't matter, I..."

Some words, some answers are ready to come out.

But this time-

"what!"

Accompanied by this scream that came from nowhere, Fujiwara and Kaidou turned their heads when they heard the words, and saw three people lying on the ground like a pile of arhats.

"Senior Taocheng, you still dare to say that you have good motor nerves. How did you trip and pull me down!"

"Obviously you tripped me up?"

"If the motor nerves are good enough, will you trip me?"

"You are definitely a bandit logic!"

"Senior A Tao, I'm standing well, why are you pulling me?"

"It's a mistake!"

"Senior's motor nerves seem really bad."

"Hey, you two are a partner!"

Kaoru Kaitang gritted his teeth and stared at the three people who were still arguing. Rina Fujiwara, who has always been good-tempered, also clenched his fists, desperately resisting the urge to throw the three people in front of him out. They knew she could say what she just said. How much courage and girlish feelings will be consumed? !

Well, Xiaoyu can forgive.

Kaitang and Fujiwara looked at each other, although they were eager to know what the other party wanted to say and what answer they would give, but they seemed to be in no mood to continue the topic just now.

It was irritating that their presence was so inopportune, but something else was bubbling up inadvertently.

Ah, it's warm.

The scene in front of me was too familiar, as if time had flown back to yesterday, the day before yesterday, or a long time ago.

Because they are always so noisy and always make up right away.

This kind of familiarity and beauty makes people feel warm.

The author has something to say:

Okay, okay, third grade

I swear on my life to confess, it's not far away

And there will probably be a chapter dedicated to Kaido and Fujiwara

Silently doing homework, metalworking internships and homework are also drunk