How can I broadcast live in Yokohama as a normal person

After school, Sawada Tsunayoshi Junior High School, who has been carrying out the concept of "going home club" since elementary school, does not plan to join clubs.Extending the time in school is a kind of torture for him. At 03:30, the school bell rang, and the boy walked out of the classroom with his schoolbag on time.Those two focused English lessons in the morning seemed like hallucinations, and other lessons still made the teenager drowsy.

Back home, Sawada Nana has already started preparing the ingredients for dinner.

"I'm back, mother."

"Welcome back, Xiaogang." Walking out of the kitchen, Sawada Nana asked the boy who had just returned home, "Did you make any new friends in the new semester?"

"Ah...haha...Of course!" The boy put his hand on the back of his head with a wry smile, and the white lie also made people feel guilty.

"It's really good, by the way..." The young woman put the packaged handmade food on the table, "A new neighbor has moved in the next street, Xiao Gang will help me visit after dinner."

"...Yes." The voice of the boy who was not good at rejecting others sounded a bit reluctant.

new neighbors...

Calling on strangers and stuff - he's not good at it.It would be better to say that just imagining the possible scenes would feel a little embarrassing.However, no matter how you escape, what should come will always come.

After procrastinatingly finishing dinner, holding a handmade gift box in his hand, Tsunayoshi Sawada walked to the door of the neighbor who just moved in from the next street.Ring the doorbell after you are fully prepared.

The air was still cold in the early spring nights.The boy was standing at the door wearing a warm coat, and he was worried about socializing with strangers.

After only a short dozen seconds, the door was opened, and Tsunayoshi Sawada saw a familiar and unexpected person—— Kiyoshi Aihara, his class teacher.

"Hey---!!! Aihara-sensei?!!"

I don't know whether to be more surprised or more frightened.The anxiety before the door was opened was completely shattered by the facts in front of him, and there was no shadow left.

"So it's Sawada-san, come in first, don't catch a cold." Looking at the surprised and even bewildered child with a smile, Kiyoshi Aihara invited him into his newly rented courtyard house.Unlike Sawada's house, this house has only one floor, and there is no difference between the layout and the floor except for a courtyard.

Walking into the entrance, the cold air was cut off by the closed wooden door.It was very warm in the house.After the boy put on his slippers, he walked into this space with a little surprise and a sense of estrangement hesitantly created by the natural construction of his identity as a teacher.

"Boiled water or tea."

"Yes! Water will be enough!" Sitting upright on the sofa, anyone can see a little nervousness from the boy's stiff movements.

Walking out of the kitchen, Aihara Kiyoshi saw a boy with a straight back sitting upright like an elementary school student.This gesture made him chuckle.

He handed the water glass to the boy, "Here, hot water."

"Yes! Thank you teacher!"

Seemingly understanding that the teacher's laugh was caused by his somewhat ridiculous performance, Tsunayoshi Sawada's cheeks became hot, and he became even more restless.

Seeing the young man's discomfort, Aihara Kiyoshi came to sit beside him.The closer the physical distance, the closer the heart will be.

The young man's sudden approach made Tsunayoshi Sawada's body stiffer, and he even subconsciously held his breath.

"I'm already off work, Sawada-san." The head teacher smiled and looked at the nervous students, "Your behavior will give me the illusion that I'm working overtime."

"Ah... I'm very sorry!" The words of apology blurted out without thinking, obviously this has become a habit of the person involved.

The malicious teacher decided to play tricks on his overly bullying student, "It seems that your future will be very difficult, boy."

"Huh?! Why do you say that?"

"According to Sawada-san's performance in front of me now, I can probably draw a conclusion like 'this classmate is afraid of the teacher'. I am your class teacher, and now I am your neighbor..."

Putting one hand on the chin, the young teacher was thoughtful, "It's not good... Even when you sleep, you will have the illusion of being stared at by the teacher? When you stay in bed, when you get up to eat and change clothes , when you plan to default on your homework, play games and read manga, and when you give up on yourself before the exam and don't plan to review..."

Turning his head to look at the boy again, the young teacher's voice seemed very ethereal in the empty living room, "You will feel that I am just looking at you like this right now?"

'Hey, hey, hey, teacher, don't say such a terrible picture! ! ! ! 'Just thinking about the scene that was simply described, it's scary from a student's point of view, okay? ! !

Silently complaining in the bottom of my heart, miraculously, the previous tension disappeared.There is a feeling of - 'this grown-up has become real'.

Sensing the easing of the atmosphere, Aihara Kiyoshi put a smile on his face, and his tone returned to normal, "I'm just kidding, Sawada-san."

'Of course I know this is a joke! ! !But even if it's a joke, it's too scary! '

"But now that we've become neighbours, the unannounced home visits are very convenient."

'Do you really want to do this? !It's even more terrifying!teacher. '

Seeing the boy's constantly changing expression and easily betraying his heart, the young teacher couldn't help laughing, "It's so easy to understand... Sawada-san."

The gentle voice of the head teacher couldn't help but made the boy raise his head unconsciously, and then he saw his teacher's black eyes full of warm smile-the eyes and smile without any other gray emotions just hit straight into the still In the process of growing up, the heart of the stunted seedlings has already suffered several times of wind and rain.

He suddenly felt terrified and didn't dare to imagine what he got, because he was even more afraid of losing this precious thing.

"Teacher...it's late, I'm going home first." Standing up, the boy's attitude became evasive and tough, and he turned and walked towards the entrance.

The whole journey was smooth, but he had the illusion of stumbling, staggering and putting his feet into the sneakers whose soles had been smoothed out.

Watching the back of Sawada Tsunayoshi, Aihara Kiyoshi did not make a sound to persuade him - he understood that the boy was undergoing necessary transformation and the first step of growth.

He just reminded: "Well, be safe and say hello to your mother for me."

If one doesn't feel worthy of good things, one will never be able to get the treasure hidden in the chest-unless a miracle happens.

......

Walking home in a depressed mood along the way, Tsunayoshi Sawada greeted his mother and went upstairs.The little room that belongs to him is like another world, in which he can escape from all the troubles in reality for a short time, and let his heart become calm again.

Being used to being teased doesn't mean you won't be hurt, and being used to failing doesn't mean you don't want to succeed.But learned helplessness is a terrible psychological phenomenon, that is, the fighting spirit is wiped out, you don't believe in yourself and you no longer look forward to the possibility of the future, and your self-esteem is turned into powder and crushed little by little like rice grains put into a mill. The current carries away.

So much so that when you get the treasure that you have always wanted to have and cherished in your heart... you will have a feeling that you are not worthy, and the emotions of resistance will be aroused.

Lying on the bed, it's been a long time since the teenager who has always slept very well can even say that it's the first time he suffered from insomnia.Chaotic thoughts tangled together like steel wool.

'Can I really get that unbiased gaze, that kind and amiable attitude? '

'Does that person expect anything from me?But my grades... will disappoint him one day, right?After all, I am a good-for-nothing. '

'Maybe the teacher hasn't looked at our admission results yet, so that's why he has expectations of me? '

'Maybe when the results of the next exam come out, his attitude will change. '

After all, he is a good-for-nothing.

If you ask why Sawada Tsunayoshi likes Kyoko, the answer is simple-goodwill is extremely precious because it is rare.The girl treated him as if she treated his classmates, without any difference.Sincere and kind.No matter how ugly he is, no matter how bad his test scores are, the girl's attitude has never changed.

Such a precious attitude is tightly hidden in his heart, as a source of strength to support him to stagger forward in the storm of his heart.The family is also a very warm harbor. The mother's sky-like tolerance and love make the boy feel extremely lucky.Therefore, waste wood only becomes waste wood, not other more hopeless existences.

For adolescent girls and boys, the hormones secreted by the brain are naturally unbalanced, and this physiological phenomenon has the consequence of emotional sensitivity.In such a sensitive period, it is difficult for the confused heart to see the reality around it in a chaotic color.

They need encouragement, companionship, and support—not disregard, teasing, or even bullying.Someone needs to act as a direction marker to point out the way forward in the chaotic information sandstorm that completely obscures the line of sight.

......

The next day

It's still school day.Every day of the teenager seems to be repeated—he hastily finished breakfast or skipped breakfast, stepped on time or came into the classroom late.

Drowsy during class and can't wait to leave after school.During the exam, I racked my brains and couldn't hand in a good answer sheet. When I got home, my determination to study hard was defeated by the textbook like a heavenly book.

Walking into the classroom, Sawada Tsunayoshi found that their class teacher was already standing on the podium.

He stood at the door, seeming to have lost the courage to go in.It may be because of being late, or it may be the short time we spent together last night.

Aihara Kiyoshi heard the voice at the door.

He turned his head and saw the teenager standing outside the classroom.

With a gentle smile on his face, the young teacher said softly: "Come in, Sawada-san, don't be late next time."