Sports men will always fall in love with me

It is absolutely right to say that it is appreciation. As a spectator who does not understand basketball, Qi Yuanlu can only watch the game from the perspective of appreciating the players.

The members of the basketball club are all tall, long-legged, and muscular. The loose uniforms can't hide the smooth muscle lines, exuding hormones that make the heart beat faster.

Although Qi Yuanlu doesn't understand basketball at all, it can be seen that this is a very intense game. Not to mention the score that has risen anxiously, the performance of the players is even more staggering.

Qingfeng jumped lightly, broke through the defense of the two, bent his arm, and with only a slight movement of his wrist, the basketball was easily thrown into the basket;

This green-haired boy with a subtle green light can shoot into the hoop from such a distance, is there something wrong?

And that purple long-haired boy standing lazily under the basket, he should be 1.9 meters tall...

Finally, there is this gray-haired boy. Although it is not clear what his personal skills are, his physical fitness alone is already enviable.

Four brilliant people gathered in one game, it should be said that it is not a loss to the Teiko Basketball Club.

"Hush——" a whistle echoed in the basketball hall, "69:72, the yellow team won, and the loser is responsible for staying and cleaning the court. Don't forget." The student who acted as the referee put down the whistle in his hand.

At the end of the game, the watching students gradually dispersed, only a few team members who had just finished the game were still chatting on the court.

"Deer sauce!" It was May's voice. Qi Yuanlu looked around and found Momoi standing directly below her on the first floor. She walked to the railing and waved to Momoi.

"Shika-chan, come down, today's training is over." Momoi was wearing a green sports jacket, and tied his usually loose hair into a ponytail.

"Here we come..." Qi Yuanlu walked up to Momoi, and next to them were the four who had just shined in the competition.

"Ziyuan, I'll leave the cleaning to you." The gray-haired boy wiped the sweat off his face with a towel, and said to the tall purple-haired boy next to him.

"Eh? What does it have to do with me? It's obviously Huizaki, you're so weak." Murasakihara retorted lazily while eating a delicious stick he took out from nowhere.

"It's just a difference in strength." Qingfeng said casually as he twirled the basketball with his left index finger.

"This morning's divination said that Cancer is the first in fortune. By the way, Libra is the last. It is normal to have such a result." The green-haired boy had a bandage on his left finger, and he gently pushed his glasses with his index finger.

"Today's training is over, what are you still doing here?" The one who opened the door was a boy with short black hair and wearing a formal team uniform, looking imposing. "Haisaki, Murasakihara, don't be lazy, go and clean the court together."

Haizaki brushed his hair impatiently, and elongated his tone, "Got it, Director Nijimura—"

Ziyuan followed behind him, biting off the delicious stick in one bite, "It's so troublesome."

"Let's go back too, deer sauce."

"In May, doesn't the manager need to clean the court?" Lacquer Garden Deer was a little curious. Generally speaking, tidying up utensils, cleaning, preparing water and towels is the job of the manager.

Momoi explained, "Normally, but occasionally there are training games like this, and the losing players clean up, because everything in the basketball team is about winning."

"By the way, I haven't introduced it to Lujiang yet. They were all promoted to the first army with Ah Da."

She pointed to the two people who were arguing while cleaning. "The tallest one is the center Atsushi Murasaki. He is already over 1.9 meters. Next to him is Shougo Haizaki, who is a small forward. Although he has a bad personality, he is very strong."

Midorima tidied up her lucky item—a pink ribbon bow with no expression on her face—and said goodbye to them, "Let's go."

Qingfeng also packed his schoolbags, and greeted them to go home, "Mayue, deer, let's go too."

"Hey! I've never heard of it. It turns out that Shika-chan is a special art student!" Walking on the road, when Teacher Urushizono Shika-chan told her to draw a poster, Momoi was also surprised. Teiko's There are very few special recruits, but all of them are truly capable people.

"It doesn't matter, just don't go if you don't want to go." Qingfeng advised her that she didn't want to draw a poster, "Or just draw as you like."

Qi Yuanlu sighed, "If you don't go all out for what you promised, you won't be able to do it." She looked a little embarrassed, and her inability to refuse other people's requests in time should be regarded as a weakness in her character. "Go and see tomorrow." Bar!"

The next day, after eating lunch, Urushi Park deer set foot on the way to the student union. Teiko's student union did not have much rights, but because of the large number of clubs, there were also many troubles.

The student union office is arranged separately in a small three-story building. It is meal time, and there is no one in the corridor.

Lacquer Garden Deer pushed open the door hesitantly, "Hello?" There was only one small desk lamp turned on in the office, and every desk was full of paper bags. A red-haired boy was sitting by the window, slowly flipping through the with documents.

The young man raised his head, revealing the clear and clear red eyes under the short red hair. His face was fair and handsome, with a faint smile, and he looked very gentle. The name tag on his desk read his name——Akashi Seijuro .

Qi Yuanlu walked up to him hesitantly, and bowed slightly, "Hello, I am Qi Yuanlu, and Mr. Fujiwara asked me to come to the student union."

"I know you. You are the helper Mr. Fujiwara found for the Propaganda Department." Akashi's voice was very kind and kind. Sorry for the trouble."

The posters are replaced once a month, and the replaced old posters are wrapped in plastic and neatly arranged in chronological order, which makes Qiyuanlu feel a little more relaxed.

After all, no one will be happy if the works that I have painstakingly drawn are thrown away as garbage after they are used up.

Akashi looked at the schedule posted on the wall, "Let me see, according to the plan, the theme this time is the basketball club." Although his voice was as gentle as before, it made Urushizono feel a little strange.

"What a coincidence..." he laughed.

The author has something to say: Lu Jiang is a master of painting

But I can't draw at all

How to write a master of painting, I began to worry.

Thank you for your support, I hope you will comment a lot——