that summer

The evening in Kanagawa is quiet and quiet, with occasional wind blowing, warm and unique to summer.

"Hey! Xiandao, what do you think of Sakuragi?" With his hands behind his back, Weiyi turned his head to look at Xiandao walking beside her, as if thinking of something, he asked.

"What aspect are you referring to?" Raising his eyebrows, Xiandao met Weiyi's eyes with a half-smile.

"Of course it's the aspect of playing basketball! Sakuragi is very tall! Such a height is very suitable for dunking!"

"Hehe! Really?" Xiandao didn't take it seriously: "You are very optimistic about him?"

"Well! Because Sakuragi is really suitable for playing basketball! Although he is still a beginner, if someone is willing to cultivate him well, in time, he will definitely become a basketball star! In this way..." In this way, you will not so hard...

Thinking of the match between Lingnan and Xiangyang, and thinking of Niwang's father's evaluation of Xiandao, Weiyi's eyes couldn't help but dim.

Maybe he doesn't want to admit it, but the facts cannot be denied. Apart from Xiandao and Yuzhu, there are no particularly talented players in Lingnan.The pressure that Xiandao has to bear... is huge...

"What is this?" Xiandao asked curiously after not hearing the second half of the sentence for a long time.

"Well...it's nothing, I was just thinking, if Sakuragi can join Lingnan, then, with his height, he can stick to the basket with Captain Uozumi and consolidate Lingnan's penalty area. Worry about the future!" Weiyi smiled sheepishly: "My thoughts...are they naive?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Father said that Sakuragi is a layman with no foundation at all. Even though he has good innate conditions, he doesn't have any experience in playing basketball. If he is allowed to join Lingnan, it will probably drag down the overall level of Lingnan... ..." Having said that, Weiyi couldn't help lowering her eyes and sighing.

"No one is a genius from birth, and no one has experience as soon as they come up; everyone learns from scratch..." Knowing that he didn't follow the thoughts in his heart, Xiandao smiled, paused, meaning Pointingly said: "The coach doesn't want him to join Lingnan just because he has no foundation. After all, it is a courageous bet for the coach to teach a person who has never played basketball from scratch. After all, if he wins If he loses, Lingnan's pace of marching into the country will slow down; three years, whether it is long or short, seems to be getting closer and closer to his dream. Recently, it’s reasonable for the coach to be impatient, isn’t it? Besides, Lingnan is not the only team in Kanagawa County. To welcome him, naturally there will be other teams open their hands to invite him, many people, many things, there is always a fate involved, too persistent, in the end, you will only worry about yourself, let alone..." Xiandao looked at Weiyi, pointed to his eyebrows, and continued with a smile: "Frown your eyebrows and think about things, but you will grow old quickly! So, you should leave those troublesome things to your father. Bar!"

"But if Sakuragi is really a genius, then if he is poached by other teams, won't he become Lingnan's competitor? Lingnan's dream of entering the country will also be hindered. !” This is what Weiyi is most worried about and also the last thing she wants to see.

"Hehe, it seems that you really have a high opinion of that Sakuragi?" Seeing her serious eyes, Xiandao bent his mouth helplessly, scratched his temple with his index finger a little troublesomely, and then, Xiandao bent down his tall body, looked at Weiyi, and smiled: "What should I do? Hearing that you have such high expectations for that Sakuragi, I seem to be a little jealous!"

"Xiandao..." Weiyi looked at him dully, blushing unconsciously because of his sudden words.

His handsome face is close at hand, with curved eyebrows, curved eyes, curved mouth, and a childish smile.

Weiyi felt his heart suddenly beating a little faster.

"Have you ever heard that same-sex repels and opposite-sex attracts? It's not wise to praise another boy in front of a boy!" Xiandao preached to Weiyi solemnly, pretending to be like a man asking for rewards Big boy.

This kind of fairy way made Weiyi's little deer on his chest pound like a drum.

The wind blew, and her skirt fluttered slightly.

She looked at him, and he looked at her, their eyes facing each other, and the distance between them was only a few inches.

The air circulating around is full of ambiguity.

I don't know how long it took, he was the first to come back to his senses, touched his nose, he straightened up, and put away the too close distance between him and her.

Weiyi turned her face away uncomfortably, her cheeks were red, her breathing was short of breath.

"Let's go!" After finally calming down her emotions, Wei Yi hung her head and hurriedly walked away.

Xiandao didn't speak, but raised the corners of his mouth happily, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and quietly followed behind.

For the rest of the way, neither of them spoke again.

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Xiandao... what kind of boy is he?

Sitting at the desk, taking out the paper used for "drawing" the diary every day, Weiyi rested his chin on one hand, and unconsciously turned the pencil in his hand with the other, in a daze.

On the court, Xiandao is calm and calm, always smiling calmly, facing his opponents—whether they are strong or not, the curvature of his lips will never fade.

During the practice, he works hard, even if it's just ordinary basic training, he will use [-]% patience to complete it, he will not be self-righteous, nor will he be complacent due to the applause of others.

Sometimes, when Weiyi went to Lingnan to help her father deliver meals, she would always see Xiandao over and over again, practicing shooting basketball tirelessly.

Her father told her that Xiandao is a very hard-working child—maybe he won't be the first to come to the stadium every day, but at night, he is definitely the last to leave.

Xiandao's interpersonal relationship is very good. He is still a freshman who just entered the team, but in less than half a year, he was able to make everyone on the team like him and accept him, even the introverted and silent Yuzhu , will look at him with admiration.

Xiandao is Lingnan's ace player. He performed well in this year's college league. He can be regarded as one of the best players in the county. He looks a little sloppy, and occasionally he is late for training, he will smile and explain to the coach very innocently: "Sorry, I overslept." Very frankly, there is no reason for any processing at all, and every time her father can't send it to him temper.

ah!besides!Weiyi remembered that Xiandao seemed to like eating lemons very much.After all, every time I went to watch a Lingnan competition, Weiyi, who was sitting in the auditorium, would always see Xiandao alone from a distance, squatting aside, leisurely eating sliced ​​lemons—but at that time, It was Weiyi's father, who was cheering up everyone who was in trouble with a serious face...

Thinking about it, the corners of Weiyi's mouth couldn't help but secretly raised, and then, she started to write, and according to the memory she pieced together, stroke by stroke, she outlined the appearance of the boy in her mind.

That boy has cool upturned hair, full of personality, and has a lot of taste-if he stops on the court, he will stand out from the crowd and attract attention.

He also has a sharp face, pointed chin, curved lips, high nose bridge, smiling eyes, gentle and friendly, casual, as if he doesn't care about anything...he really doesn't care about anything what?

It seems, not necessarily.

There was a slight pause in the movements of his hands, and he remembered belatedly, as if he had never really understood the true mood of Xiandao.

Every time I was with Xiandao, it was almost Xiandao who was listening to her—listening to her complaining that she was a joke, listening to her telling her expectations for Lingnan.

He would listen to her noise patiently, and would speak to appease her emotions, but he never expressed his own position.

Lingnan lost to Xiangyang, obviously he didn't feel well, but he would put on a smile and say sorry to her—sorry, sorry for what?Sorry for breaking her trust in him, aren't you?

Actually, don't be sorry!Because Xiandao... has done his best!

Without Immortal Dao, it would be impossible for Lingnan to make it to the final week, right?

Xiandao... he has done a good job.

When everyone was driven into a desperate situation by Xiangyang, Xiandao...should be panicked too, right?However, because he is Lingnan's trump card, he can't panic. If even he is shaken, then Lingnan's game will really end early.

Xiandao... is also stressful, right?The responsibility on his shoulders is also very heavy!

Her father said that Xiandao is the trump card of Lingnan, and the fate of the trump card cannot be defeated-Xiandao knows this truth, so even if he is called a genius, his silent efforts are no less than others... More.

Xiandao...he really cares about winning or losing, right?It's a pity that he is used to hiding his mood with a casual smile. He will digest any troubles by himself, and what he will show to others will always be the gentle curvature of his lips...

This kind of immortal way...it's really hard for people not to care about it, not to like it...

"Hey! Weiyi, you have to hurry up!"

In a trance, Weiyi's mind suddenly flashed what Ayako had said to her before.

"You know, there are a lot of female fans who like to watch basketball in Kanagawa Prefecture! Xiandao's skills are so good, and his performance on the court is so eye-catching! There will be many girls who like him by then! If you don't take advantage of him now If you tricked him before he was very popular, then it will be too late to regret it!"

Is it too late?How can I make it in time?she……

etc!Where did her wild thoughts go?She and Xiandao... She and Xiandao... are just...just ordinary friends...

Xiandao... he shouldn't like a girl like her, right?

stop!

Weiyi shook his head vigorously, laughed at himself, smiled wryly, and laughed at himself for being inexplicable.

She and Xiandao are just friends, nothing more.

Weiyi said to herself silently, and when she finally regained her composure, in front of her, there was already a Q-version boy wearing a No. [-] ball uniform, appearing on the paper.

Looking at that familiar face, Weiyi's thoughts were once again in a trance.

At this time, the night is already deep.

The author has something to say: Looking up at the sky...the little girl finally got a little enlightened...wiping her tears...JQ needs to be stimulated ahhhhhhhhhh