what volleyball

Tail of spring break, gymnasium, volleyball court.

Chirp - chirp - chirp -

The volleyball shoes rubbed against the floor, and there was a series of friction sounds, accompanied by the dull sound of the volleyball hitting the arm, and the faint smell of antiperspirant and analgesic spray floating in the air.

Zuo Zhizi sat on the top floor of the trapezoidal auditorium, lowered her head and quickly pressed the buttons on her mobile phone.There were two coats on the empty seat next to her, and a black equipment bag with the zipper not fully closed. The medical bandages, pain relief spray and so on could be vaguely seen inside.

"That... hello?"

A hesitant voice sounded from the top of his head, Zuo Zhizi closed the phone cover, looked up at the other party - the boy he didn't know should be a middle school student from a nearby school?However, this gymnasium is the most well-equipped gymnasium in the town, and it is normal for middle school students to come to play.

A polite smile appeared on her face: "Hello, what can I do?"

The boy who came to talk to him nervously scratched the back of his head, his cheeks were flushed, and he stumbled and said, "I, my friend wants to meet, let's get to know each other..."

"Getting acquainted?"

The calm and indifferent rhetorical tone, accompanied by the boy's muscular arms, rested on the boy's shoulders.The boy froze, turned his head with difficulty, and saw a boy with short black hair and a bad expression staring down at him, and asked a questioning question.

The height difference made his eyes full of oppression when he looked over. The boy backed away in fright, and then bowed at a standard ninety degrees: "I'm very sorry! I didn't know this was your girlfriend! Please pretend I haven't shown up! "

He was too nervous when he ran away, and he didn't notice that there was a person standing behind him at all. When he retreated in a panic, he stumbled over him for no reason, got up in a panic—and didn't dare to argue with him, and quickly ran away.

Oi Chuanche looked at the back of the boy running away in a hurry, raised his eyebrows, turned his face and looked at the boy on the stairs with a smile: "Xiaoyan! You scared Azuo's peach blossom away? If she can't find a boyfriend until she graduates from high school what to do?"

Iwaizumi didn't bother to pay attention to him, bent down to pick up his coat and equipment bag, and explained to Zuo Zhizi at the same time: "When I went to drink water just now, I saw those boys betting on whether they could catch up with you within three weeks... Don't talk to that kind of man."

Zuo Zhizi nodded.

Oikawa Toru was ignored.He only took two steps, and those overly long legs easily stepped from the bottom to the top, complaining in a frivolous voice: "Xiaoyan, are you her mother? Ah, that's the kind—baby, that kind of man doesn't care at all. It's worth entrusting the future, but don't associate with him... Woohoo!"

He was hit on the head by Iwaizumi's volleyball, and while screaming, he stopped the unflattering words in his mouth.With a dark face, Yanquan put his arms around Kawache's neck, pressed down, and gritted his back molars: "Say it again?"

Oi Chuanche yelled: "Neck! The neck is about to break! Xiaoyan, you are bullying in the team!!!"

Iwaizumi: "Shut up, shit."

Oi Chuanche: "Wow! Xiaoyan is too much——"

Zuo Zhizi stood up with her mobile phone, ignored Oi Chuanche who was being beaten beside her, and said, "I decided to dye my hair."

"……what?!"

Oikawa Toru and Iwaizumi stopped their movements at the same time, and looked at Zuo Zhizi in surprise.

Even if she stood up, she was obviously a bit shorter than the two of them. With her naturally curly shoulder-length hair and baby fat cheeks, she seemed to be in the same age group as the two peers next to her who were overdeveloped in height .

Zuo Zhizi reiterated: "I decided to dye my hair green."

She looked very serious, and in order to show that she was not joking, she deliberately emphasized her tone.Iwaizumi's expression was a bit indescribable, and he even let go of Oikawa Toru's neck.

He looked at Zuo Zhizi's face, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "...why do you suddenly want to dye your hair?"

Zuo Zhizi compared Oi Chuanche next to him with his thumb: "His hair is a bit reddish brown."

Oi Chuanche: "I was born! I didn't dye my hair!"

Zuo Zhizi ignored his speech and concluded by herself: "So I decided to dye my hair green."

Iwaizumi was shocked, turned his head and looked at Oikawa with a blank expression: "Scum! Look at what you have done!"

Oi Chuanche was furious: "What does this have to do with me? It's said that my hair color is natural! It's just that she wants to dye her hair herself—besides! If it's really because of me, then it should be dyed and dyed. I have the same hair color, right? What does it have to do with your dyed green hair and my reddish-brown hair? It doesn’t matter at all!!!”

Zuo Zhizi put the phone into her coat pocket, and clasped her hands together, showing a serious expression: "Based on the above, I decided to dye my hair green."

Oikawa Toru and Iwaizumi said in unison: "These two things have nothing to do with each other!"

Zuo Zhizi: "Alright, I'm going out to find a barber shop."

Iwaizumi couldn't complain, and supported his forehead: "...Are you going to dye it now? School will start in a few days, and it will be troublesome to be caught by the dean..."

Oi Chuanche: "If you cry and beg me at that time, I will consider helping you share some of the punishment, okay?"

Zuo Zhizi walked down with her hands behind her back, bouncing down, with a brisk tone: "During the junior high school comprehensive sports competition last year, I went to the junior high school to watch the game. There was a junior high school student with orange hair."

Iwaizumi: "...Really?"

Zuo Zhizi: "Orange as bright as a light bulb! Super-handsome!"

Oi Chuanche frowned, pondering, not understanding: "Is there such a person?"

Zuo Zhizi waved his hand: "You must have no impression of him, that guy was eliminated in the first match."

That should be the game that I didn't have the chance to see - and being eliminated in the first game, it shows that the school's strength is also in the relatively bad category...

Oikawa was puzzled: "Which junior high school?"

"...Sorry, I forgot, I just remember that their captain's hair is very bright."

"——It's too unreliable, you guy?"

"I was just passing by at first! And didn't I record all the games you asked me to record properly?"

……

Coming out of the gymnasium, turn left less than 500 meters, and the three met the first barber shop.

There are three-color lights hanging at the entrance of the shop, the glass door is closed tightly, and there are no customers inside. The barber is lying on the sofa, covering his cheek with a magazine and taking an afternoon nap.

Zuo Zhizi: "What do you think of this store?"

Iwaizumi replied honestly: "I only come to the barber shop when I have my hair cut... Hair dyeing and hair cutting shouldn't be the same standard, right?"

Oikawa Toru: "A store with few customers seems uneasy-"

Before he could finish his sentence, the owner of the barber shop who was resting on the couch turned over and sat on the sofa with his hands on his knees, looking at the three of them through the glass door with piercing eyes.

"..."

Iwaizumi: "He won't hear Trash Toru's words, will he?"

Zuo Zhizi: "No matter how you look at this expression, you can hear it, right?"

Oikawa Toru: "...Is the sound insulation standard of this building not up to standard?"

Zuo Zhizi made a decision: "Okay! Let's go to this one—"

She walked into the barber shop, chose the color, and returned the color card to the barber shop owner.Oi Chuanche, who was sitting on the sofa as an accompanying pendant, protested: "I haven't even seen what color it is! You didn't even ask me for my opinion, Azuo!"

Zuozhizi looked at Iwaizumi: "I plan to dye the green with a gray tone."

Iwaizumi was a little worried: "In that case, you need to bleach your hair, right? I heard that your head will be cut off..."

Zuo Zhizi touched her thick hair, smiled, her eyes curled up like crescent moons: "Because I really have too much hair, I want it to be less."

Oi Chuanche: "...Hey! Don't ignore me, you two!"

Zuo Zhizi went to dye her hair happily.Oikawa's sad eyes turned to Yanquanyi, Yanquanyi's face was indifferent: "What do you think I am doing?"

"Ah Zuo is too much! He ignored me the whole time!"

"... At this time, shouldn't you reflect on what you did before to make her angry?"

"what?"

……

I washed my hair in the cubicle, and then colored my hair—the whole process was very long, and when the boss applied the hair dye on Zuo Zhizi's head, Zuo Zhizi was already a little sleepy.She yawned and tried to keep her eyes wide open, looking at herself in the mirror opposite.

Oikawa Toru, who was sitting on the sofa next to him and reading a magazine, moved his position and sat on the empty chair next to Zuo Zhizi.He was still holding the magazine in his hand, but his eyes fell on Zuo Zhizi.

Oikawa Toru: "Is it dyed gold now?"

Barber shop owner: "Yes, another color will be added later."

Zuo Zhizi rolled her eyes, glanced at the magazine in Oi Chuanche's hand, and was curious: "Does the store also subscribe to the monthly volleyball magazine?"

Oi Chuanche shook the magazine in his hand at her: "It's a fashion magazine. I think it's quite suitable for you to read. At least you can buy clothes according to the above collocations, so that you won't dress like an uncle in Hawaii all day long." It’s like vacationing on the beach.”

Zuo Zhizi: "Even if you dress like an uncle on vacation at the beach all day, it's better than satisfying a pervert who wants to dress up your friends as dolls, right?"

The veins on Ji Chuanche's forehead collapsed a few times, and he gritted his molars: "That's the bad clothes I can't bear to see you, and the skirt I matched with it is obviously very good-looking! After all, where are the female high school students wearing skirts?" Cotton trousers? If you’re so afraid of the cold, why don’t you just grow on the kotatsu!”

Zuo Zhizi was furious: "If it wasn't because the skirt you picked was too short, my knees were blown by the cold wind and my knees were about to fall off, I wouldn't wear cotton trousers under the skirt! You are the one who is more extreme and perverted than that." ? You actually wanted to take off my cotton trousers because you thought they were too ugly—I can really send you to the police station to write a review!?"

"Huh? It's not because the cotton trousers you're wearing are really ugly! It's just an insult to the dress I picked!"

"What does it mean to be really ugly? It's just plain and unpretentious!"

"Apologize to the word unpretentious, you bastard!!"

Barber: "...are you a couple?"

Zuo Zhizi/Ji Chuanche said in unison: "No!"

Zuo Zhizi was furious: "You are not allowed to talk like me!"

Oi Chuanche twitched the corner of his mouth: "Obviously I said it first!"

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Open a new article!

I wonder if I should add some demining [Thinking]

It seems that there is no special plot that needs to be demined. It is just that two childhood sweethearts with bad personalities fall in love every day, and the home game is in Qingcheng.

I'm so hungry, I'm going to starve to death if I don't have any more volleyball meals QWQ