The tenth generation of Pengele wants to confess to me

Ozawa's speed was very fast. At noon, Ma Tao received a notice from the women's basketball club, asking her to go to the school gymnasium after school. If she wanted to officially join the club, she had to convince the other players.

After all, the women's basketball club is not the kind of club where you can play casually. They are a real basketball training organization, and they don't have time to recruit girls who don't know anything about basketball.

Taking advantage of the break between classes, Ma Tao took out his mobile phone and sent Huang Quan a text message.

"I joined the women's basketball club, so happy~"

After thinking about it, she added a smiley face to the back.

The first period in the afternoon was math class. The teacher just handed out the test papers and didn't read the scores. This made Ma Tao, who was two points short of passing, heaved a sigh of relief.

It is said that she transferred to this class yesterday morning and took the math test in the afternoon, so she was very lucky.Thinking of this, Ma Tao simply put his entire face on the table.

sleepy.

Just when she was drowsy and about to close her eyes, a girl in a school uniform and short skirt appeared in her blurred vision.

"Ma Tao, are you asleep?"

——It’s Kyoko Sasakawa.

"No," Ma Tao had no choice but to open her eyes, "What's the matter?" She didn't care about this cute girl calling her by her name directly, but she felt more cordial immediately.

"It's nothing, I just want to ask if you have time after school today? We can take you around Bingsheng, just in time to go to that newly opened cake shop."

The girl with short orange hair opened her eyes tenderly and cutely, looking at her expectantly.

"Ah, although I really want to go, but I can't seem to do it today," Ma Tao thought for a while, and said apologetically, "I'm going to the basketball club after school today, sorry, Jingzi."

"It's a pity," Jingzi was a little disappointed, but smiled again in a blink of an eye, "Then let's go together next time when Matao is free."

"Well, definitely."

After Kyoko left, Sawada Tsunayoshi's unbelievable voice came from behind Ma Tao.

"Hei, Hei Yisan, you joined the basketball club?"

The young man at the back desk who had been silent all morning finally spoke. Ma Tao was stunned for a moment, and looked back hesitantly: "Yes, is there any problem?"

"No," Tsunayoshi Sawada twitched the corners of his mouth, "I feel very surprised, a black-robed-san

Petite girls like to play basketball or something..."

The swelling on half of the boy's face has not subsided, and he seems to have a sense of inexplicable joy.Ma Tao stared at his face for two seconds, then averted his eyes and smirked.

"Actually, it's nothing. Apart from sports, I'm not good at anything haha."

"Look," she spread out her math test paper, smiling helplessly and cutely, "you didn't pass."

The teenager looked at her score, and then took out his own test paper as if mocking himself: "No, look at my score."

"Eh?!" Ma Tao's eyes widened, his tone rose unconsciously, and his body leaned towards the test paper, "27 points?! That's amazing!!"

"Actually, it's nothing haha." Tsunayoshi Sawada smirked and scratched his head.

When Mie Ozawa came over, she saw two idiots praising each other for their failing grades, and veins burst out on her forehead.

"I said you two, are you so proud of failing?!" She reached out and pressed the heads of the two idiots onto the table.

"Ah, it hurts!" This is Tsunayoshi Sawada who hit the wound again, his whole face was about to cramp.

"Ah, I'm sorry." She let go of her hand without the slightest intention of apologizing, ignoring Zetian's wailing, Meihui turned her head and smiled at Ma Tao, "It's home economics class soon, shall we be in a group, Ma Tao?"

Ma Taoli's ponytail was a little crooked: "Well, okay."

Home economics is a class for girls, and it is also one of the favorite classes for boys.Girls tend to give their finished products to boys they like, and boys are also keen to eat the finished products of girls they like.

But for Ma Tao, she doesn't like this course very much.

Because she is really only good at sports.Although I do it very seriously every time, the dishes I make are not very good.

For example, the black muffin in her hand now.

"Ah, it has become like this again, a failure." Ma Tao looked at his finished product, then at Mei Hui's, pouted in frustration.

"I really don't understand you," Mie Ozawa patted Ma Tao's shoulder helplessly, "Obviously the process is the same, why is there such a big difference?"

Sure enough, when trying to eat, no boys came to try Ma Tao's dark muffins, which shocked her greatly.

"Kyoko sauce is really good." Ma Tao looked at Shichuan Kyoko who was surrounded by a group of boys trying to eat, showing envy, "The cake she made looks delicious, no matter what about Meihui, I really want to eat it. "

Ozawa checked the number of people and the remaining amount of cake with his eyes: "Don't think about it, you probably won't have your share. This group of boys is really scary."

"..."

Ma Tao looked at the classroom and found that Zetian's back desk was standing outside the encirclement of tasting food, showing envy to those delicious food.

Ma Tao looked at his lonely figure for a while, thought for a while, found a barely passable one from his muffin plate, and walked towards him.

"Zawatian-kun, I'm sorry, can you try my muffins?" She handed the small plate in front of him, and said sincerely, "Although they are not very good, they are still edible."

"Eh?" Tsunayoshi Sawada widened his eyes in surprise, looked at the plate in the girl's hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Ma Tao thinks the best finished product is also a very crooked and ugly pancake.

"Is this a muffin?" He took a step back indistinctly.

"Hey! You recognized it, so amazing!" Ma Tao's blue eyes suddenly lit up, looking at the boy in front of him expectantly, and moved forward with the hand holding the plate.

This is how good it takes to make a muffin like this. Seeing the girl's expectant gaze, Zetian swallowed his complaints silently, and stretched out his hand to pick up the out-of-the-ordinary muffin.

Ma Tao stared closely at every expression on Zetian's face, so nervous that he almost forgot to breathe.

"Well," he swallowed a small mouthful of the soft muffin, his frown loosened, he let out a sigh of relief, and showed a relieved smile, "It's delicious. You can eat it, and Hei Yisang is very serious about it. What?" He took another bite.

"Eh? Really?!" Unexpectedly, it was such an answer, Ma Tao almost jumped up from the spot, with two short ponytails dangling behind his head, "Great! Thank you, Zetian Jun!"

"No, it should be me who wants to thank you." Tsunayoshi Sawada scratched his head and showed a shy smile.

The interview of the women's basketball club went very smoothly. Not only the president, Mie Ozawa, but also other team members agreed with Ma Tao's basketball skills.Especially her sunny, optimistic, polite and lovely appearance makes everyone like her very much.

When she came out of the gymnasium, she remembered that her schoolbag was still in the classroom and had not been taken out.

"Hey, black-clothed sang, where are you going?" A girl from the club asked her strangely.

"I forgot my schoolbag in the classroom," Ma Tao waved at them, "I'll go back and get it, you guys go home first!"

"The physical strength is really good," Hosokawa Ling looked at her back and sighed, "I ran so far in a blink of an eye."

Ozawa also smiled helplessly, with some inexplicable pride: "Ma Tao seems to have endless vitality."

Originally thought that the classroom door was closed, Ma Tao, who was about to go through the window, was surprised to find that the classroom door was still open.

The afterglow of the setting sun gently covered most of the classroom, dyeing the boy's hair orange.Ma Tao only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and the figure in front of him seemed to overlap with that in his dream.

So familiar.

She thought silently.

"Zawatian-kun?" She asked suspiciously to stop the young man who was on duty.

When the boy turned around, she even thought for a moment that there was a burning flame on his forehead, but it was only for a moment, because the weak expression on the boy's face could not help but shattered her fugue.

Sure enough, you read it wrong, right?

"Hey, are you on duty today?" She looked at the blackboard reflexively, and was taken aback when she saw the name on it.

"No," he showed his usual smile, but Ma Tao saw a trace of frustration in it, "They have something to do, so they asked me to help them do some duty."

Ma Tao was silent for a rare moment, combined with his own understanding of the situation of the young Zetian at the back table, it is not difficult to guess what this "please" means.

She turned around to pack her schoolbag, when she heard a crackling sound, looked up in surprise, and found that Tsunayoshi Sawada had tripped over a table leg while cleaning.

"Ah, it hurts so much!—" The young man sat on the ground in embarrassment, clutching his injured leg, his face wrinkled in pain.

"Zetian-kun?" Ma Tao was taken aback, seeing the boy failed to stand up after holding on twice because of his legs, so he ran over and stretched out his right hand to him.

A gust of wind blew past, blowing the boy's hair, and the girl's blue eyes reflected in the brown eyes. This familiar scene made Ma Tao stunned for a moment.

...she suddenly had a wild guess.

This time, Ma Tao directly grabbed his arm and pulled him up before Zetian Tsunakichi himself put his hand over.

"Ah, thank you." Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was in a daze for some reason, regained his sanity, and smiled gratefully and awkwardly, "It's because I'm so useless, I fell again haha."

Ma Tao watched the boy pat the ashes off his body, thought for a while and finally spoke.

"Sawada-kun—did you have any strange dreams last night?"

"Dream?" He froze for a moment, "I never remember my dreams. What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." Ma Tao didn't know whether it was a sigh of relief or something, she turned around and picked up her schoolbag, "Have you finished your duty, let's go home together on the way."

"Eh? Alright. Speaking of which, why did Hei Yisang come back so late?"

"I went to the basketball club for training, and it just ended."

"That's amazing! So you really know how to play basketball!"

"Hey, I just know a little bit, the president and the others are the best."

......

The setting sun casts long black shadows behind the boys and girls, and the wind blows their hair, coating their outlines with warm colors.