The protagonist of my manga was transferred to my class [Comprehensive]

Xihe High School, Class C of the first year, Taha Kazetsuji came to the class as usual, staring at the empty seat beside him for a while before taking a seat.

And until class, that table was empty.

Taha Kazetsuji propped his chin, the fountain pen danced on his fingertips, and what the teacher said didn't catch his ears.

His gaze always drifted to the empty seat next to him from time to time.

Because his father had to move to Tokyo due to his job change, he was thinking about transferring to another school.

He first came to Xihe High School because of Gu Chengye's invitation, and the next day he went to Tokyo to watch Xihe's game.

And that regional qualifier where Xihe was eliminated made him decide to transfer to this school.

Back then, Taha Kaze Tsuji was really only here for the parkour department of this school.

So he has no other expectations for Xihe University itself.

But what he didn't expect was that there was actually a person here who he had been silently paying attention to for a long time.

That feeling is like going to the game hall to spend a lot of game coins, and found that I still have some change on my body, so I bought a lottery ticket on the side of the road, and when I scratched it, I found out that I won a prize of hundreds of millions of yuan.

Although he was very different from the person in the video, Taha Kaze Tsuji recognized him at a glance.

Because most of the time he watched this person's video to learn parkour moves.

From his "debut" in the youth group of the Yalto parkour competition until his sudden disappearance, the video of every game of him will not be left behind.

Playing back and researching over and over again, the figure of this person and the half of his face that was only exposed have long been engraved in Taha Kazetsuji's brain.

Just like playing Lianliankan, Tahakazetsuji, who was struggling to find a connection partner, knew at first sight that he was the match partner when he saw Genkento in the classroom.

At that moment, Tahakaze Tsuji really didn't know what expression to put on, he had too many questions to ask.

But when the teacher and classmates cast their eyes on Genji, Taha Kazetsuji suddenly realized that the people in this classroom were all familiar with "Genji", not the famous Pei Ran in his impression. Parkour.

After realizing this problem, Taha Kazetsuji, who knew nothing about the reason why Minagito left the circle, suddenly couldn't ask anything.

And at this moment, he is only a passage away from the person he has dreamed of for many years, even if he wants to get close, he is a little embarrassed and apprehensive.

In the end, Tahakaze Tsuji could only observe silently from the sidelines.

But today, Tahakaze Tsuji's daily observation object did not come to school...

During class break, Taha Kazetsuji took the initiative to ask: "Kujo-kun, do you know Gen-kun...why didn't you come to school today?"

"Call me Kutiao. If you belong to the same club, don't use honorifics."

Jiujorang grinned grinningly, and put his arms casually on the desk behind him, "That guy from the capital, he asked for leave to go to the hospital today."

"Hospital? Are you sick?" Taha Kazetsuji asked calmly.

"Haha no, I seem to have said before that Qiandu's health is not very good, and he has to go to the hospital for check-ups every once in a while."

Speaking of this, Jiu Tiao let a look of envy: "It's great, with a certificate issued by a well-known doctor at home and abroad, you don't have to participate in most of the school's physical education activities."

Kujojo's words confirmed Taha Kazetsuji's guess.

The reason why Yuan Qiandu suddenly disappeared in the parkour circle, he thought, he also understood.

"But it shouldn't be time for inspection today."

After the class bell rang, Kujo made a whisper in doubt.

Tokyo Ninja Hospital.

Yuan Qiandu walked out of the department and closed the door, stood quietly for a while, then walked forward with his head down.

After passing a corner, Yuan Qiandu turned and leaned his back against the wall weakly.

The inspection report held tightly in his hand has been wrinkled.

Genji raised his head to look at the white ceiling, and the doctor's words echoed in his mind over and over again.

His eyes were a little sore, he raised his hands to cover his face, the complex emotions in his chest made his shoulders tremble uncontrollably.

"It's not gorgeous, you actually hide here and cry, huh?"

The sudden sound made Yuan Qian's heart tighten, he calmed down and asked calmly, "Why are you here?"

"Don't get me wrong, Renzu received the news that you requested this inspection in advance, and my uncle was asked by your mother to take care of you before I came to see the situation."

"The Department of Traces."

"Huh?"

"The doctor said my leg is recovering."

"I have already told my uncle about this."

Atobe Keigo raised his eyebrows, he crossed his arms with one hand, raised his right hand and put it on the side of his nose, looking inquiringly: "The leg that has been diagnosed and can no longer perform strenuous exercise is suddenly in better condition. , is there any connection between them?"

"You won't believe me if I tell you."

"You tell my uncle before you decide whether to believe it or not."

"Actually, last night a god told me in a dream that I wanted to heal my leg. He had already heard and helped me realize it. When I woke up, I really felt that today's leg was different from yesterday's, so I came to the hospital today."

"..."

"By the way, the god in the dream looks exactly like me."

"...Do you think my uncle is a three-year-old child?"

"No, three years old is too little, at most six years old, no more."

Keigo Atobe, who was confronted directly like this, was not angry, his frowning brows were loosened, and he snorted: "The mouth is still as sharp as before. It's not gorgeous to look half-dead since returning to China."

"Hasn't the gorgeous Atobe-san never been able to win the national competition? He has been losing to Yukimura's school."

The corners of Keigo Atobe's eyebrows twitched, and suddenly he felt a little regretful that he didn't bring Huachi over.

"Okay, it's time for me to go back to school, Atobe, let your special car take me there."

"Why did my uncle send you off?"

"We are friends, and I am a senior in terms of age and grade."

"It's really not gorgeous!"

Keigo Atobe said so, but he still asked the driver to send the source back to Xihe High School.

It was already approaching lunch break when the Yuan dispatched all returned.

However, before he could find Jiujorang to eat together, he was stopped.

"Yuan-kun, is that right?"

Genji turned around, and the man on crutches stood not far away and looked at him: "I'm Maho Koichi from Class A of the third year, can I bother you for a while? I have something I want to talk to Gen-kun."

Koichi Maho, the deputy head of the Xihe parkour department.

In the qualifiers of the IH competition, he was seriously injured by a malicious foul by his opponent, which directly led to the defeat of Xihe University.

Seeing Maho Koichi's calm smile, Genki felt weird.

Although "Soul of Parkour" is his work, but seeing the suffering characters in the comics with his own eyes...

Well... how should I put it, I feel a little guilty.

The two were sitting on a bench, and someone was playing football on the playground.

"Although I'm sorry, I don't really like to beat around the bush on some issues, so Yuan-jun, I'll just say it straight from now on."

Genki, who is very familiar with Maho Koichi's character design, didn't feel offended.

Maho Koichi is endorsing the three words "natural black" in every move in other matters.

But when it comes to serious things about parkour, he has never liked to be ambiguous.

On weekdays, the head and deputy ministers, who like to draw two hearts, join hands to "urge" their members.

But when facing this S-shaking character in his own pen, Yuan Qian felt a little timid...

Maho Koichi, what do you want me for?

Could it be about Taha Kaze Tsuji?No, no, I have nothing to do with Kazetsuji Taha...

Just as Genji was bowing his head and thinking, Mahoyuki completely stunned him with every single sentence.

"But before we start, I want to ask a question."

"Should I call you 'Gen-kun', or 'Alan Glad'?"