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A ball was hit - the eyes of the coach and the technical director fell on Toru Oikawa at the same time.Oi Chuanche didn't hear it, and directly picked up the second ball from the volleyball hoop beside him, and continued to serve without hindrance.

People's attention and energy are limited. If there is an extraordinary performance on a certain serve, the possibility of making mistakes on the second and third balls will increase; but this law does not apply to Chuanche.

Because his nearly perfect violent serve is not accidental, every serve is the result of his hard training.In the eyes of others, this is unbelievable, so powerful that it seems to be a jump shot suddenly hit by a super strong performance, but to Oikawa Toru, it is the result of his exquisite control.

Accurately manipulated violence/force rolls in the palm of the conductor's setter, and it is not accidental to refer to where to hit.

Ji Chuanche made three goals in a row.When he picked up the fourth ball, coach Irihata Nobu Teru suddenly blew the iron whistle hanging around his neck, loudly: "Oikawa Toru! Rest for half a minute!"

The pleasure of serving consecutively was interrupted.

Oi Chuanche pressed the volleyball with both hands, and a drop of sweat ran down his chin to his curled fingers.He pursed his lips, threw the volleyball back into the volleyball hoop, turned around and went to the rest chair and sat down in silence.

There was no usual frivolous smile on his face, some slightly reddish-brown hair was wet on his smooth forehead, and even his eyelashes seemed to have a layer of sweat refracting the light.The honey-colored pupils sunken deep in the eye sockets stared straight ahead without blinking.

Focused, stubborn, silent.This state is too incompatible with Oi Chuanche's elegant and handsome face, but it also makes this normally frivolous person suddenly exude a sense of oppressiveness.

This is just the feeling of Zuo Zhizi watching from the audience.She couldn't imagine what it must have been like for those who were standing across the net, right at Oikawa's gunfire.

It's definitely not going to be very comfortable.

Coach Irihata Nobutero pressed the chronograph and said, "It's time, Oikawa, continue!"

Oikawa quickly stood up from the rest chair, walked back to the court, picked up the volleyball and pressed it between his palms.Zuo Zhizi couldn't continue to sit and rest at this time, she had to get up to count for other members - she took the counter and ran to the other side of the court, and when she turned around, she heard a deafening volleyball landing.

Zuo Zhizi turned her head and took a look at Oi Chuanche, only seeing Oi Chuanche's steady back.After resting for half a minute, his high-intensity concentration did not subside, and the new ball was still unstoppable, like the sound of flower petals unfurling in a quiet jungle.

Zuo Zhizi walked to the other side of the volleyball court, clapped his hands, and reminded the senior two members: "It's time to start catching the ball. The throwing group rotates according to height, and one group rotates once."

The sophomores responded one after another: "Yes!"

Time always flies by when practicing.As class time approached, the coach blew the whistle to ask everyone to disperse. All the members of the volleyball team who had practiced throughout the noon were all rosy and energetic, and even Oi Chuanche, who had practiced high-intensity jump serve, had a relaxed expression on his face.

In the end, the one with the worst spirit was Zuo Zhizi, who was only responsible for counting, picking up balls and finishing work.

She felt that if she closed her eyes now, she would probably be able to lie down on the floor of the volleyball court and fall asleep immediately.Looking at those players who were still full of energy after playing the game all afternoon, Zuo Zhizi seriously doubted whether they secretly took stamina recovery potions behind their backs—something similar to game items.

Zuo Zhizi also looked a little sleepy all afternoon because of her lack of physical strength.When they went to the volleyball club after class, the other members of the volleyball club saw Zuo Zhizi's expressions became subtle.

In the afternoon, practice catching the ball as usual, with Zuo Zhizi counting by the side, and occasionally helping to throw the ball.The members of the senior three group and the senior two group rotated, and when the rotation shifted to Iwaizumi, who was throwing the ball on the opposite side, he suddenly said, "Azuo, are you feeling unwell?"

Zuo Zhizi: "...Huh?"

Yan Quanyi reminded politely: "Your complexion is not very good."

Zuo Zhizi stared at the counter, looked up at them to catch the ball from time to time, and replied without turning her head: "It's just a little lack of sleep. I will go to bed early tonight... Yahaba, I made a mistake."

Yajin Xiu hastily said, "Sorry, I was distracted just now."

The receiving team continued to rotate, but Iwaizumi didn't talk to Sagariko again.After the practice of catching the ball was over, Zuo Zhizi took the counter and sat next to him to collect statistics.

Several members who were temporarily resting couldn't help but look at her a few more times.

Yajin Xiu: "Is she okay? Her face looks so pale, and her smiles are less today."

Songchuan Yijing: "It's just like that if you didn't sleep well."

Takata Hanamaki nodded in agreement: "Matsukawa fell asleep while catching the ball before, and then he was hit in the face by Iwaizumi with the ball. At that time, his face was so scary."

Songchuan Yijing was furious immediately, and said, "Don't use me as an example, you bastard!"

As soon as Iwaizumi stood up, he clapped his hands: "Get up, let's do non-counting toss ball practice in pairs."

Immediately there were responses one after another on the field.

After Zuo Zhizi finished copying the form, she yawned and got a headache from sleepiness.She held the form and handed it to the coach and technical director, and Chuanche happened to be there too—he seemed to have just finished training, the collar of his sportswear was turned up, revealing half of his collarbone, and his short sleeves couldn't cover his short sleeves. His arms were also steaming with sweat.

Oi Chuanche: "I'm thinking, should we extend the time for stopping in the middle of the hair jumping practice?"

Irihata Shinzhao frowned: "Do you want to extend it? The pause is only 30 seconds. Is there any point in practicing with longer intervals?"

The coach's tone was not tough, even moderate.Even if it is a rhetorical question, but in words, he is still asking for an answer from He Chuanche - He Chuanche replied: "There are too many interference factors on the field, I want to have more cards in my hole."

Irihata Nobuteru stroked his chin, was silent for a while, and slowly said, "Okay, I will practice for you at 60-second intervals from now on... Ah Zuo? Ah, is this their catching practice statistics? Thank you for your hard work, just let it go."

Zuo Zhizi nodded, put the completed form on the table, and asked: "Have you decided on the practice match next?"

Nobuka Irihata: "Date Kogyo or Shiratorizawa, these two schools have said they want to try it, Azusa, go check the time and see if you can make an appointment for a practice game. As for the game time... Well, wait for the new club Let’s talk when the staff is fully recruited.”

Zuo Zhizi memorized the name of the school in her heart, and nodded again: "I'll go ask about their timetable first, and if I'm free, make an appointment for the third week?"

Nobu Teru Irihata: "Okay—oh, by the way, look at Karasuno's schedule again, can you make an appointment for a practice match?"

Zuo Zhizi was stunned: "... Wuye?"

When she said the name of the school, there was obvious hesitation in her tone.Shinto Irihata smiled: "Do you think the name is strange? This school used to be a seed team in our county, but now it's gone."

"There is a freshman in their school's volleyball club. Mizoguchi and I are a little bit concerned, and Toru also thinks that the other party is not to be underestimated, so I want to arrange a practice match with Karasuno to get a feel for them."

Although Zuo Zhizi felt a little strange, she still agreed: "I will also call Wuye High School to ask about it later."

After confirming the object of the practice match with the coach, Zuo Zhizi turned around and planned to count the number of volleyballs first——Oi Chuanche quickly followed her and said, "I'll give you the application form I picked out later, Tomorrow let them all come to the volleyball club to participate in the entrance examination."

Zuo Zhizi was a little surprised: "The selection is over so soon?"

Oi Chuanche smiled and said: "After all, I can't wait to educate the newly enrolled primary school students who don't know the heights of the sky and the earth!"

Zuo Zhizi: "...a scumbag, a control freak."

Oi Chuanche was dissatisfied and complained: "Forget about being a scumbag, why have the frequency of using perverted control freaks increased recently?"

Zuo Zhizi: "Hey, so you don't like to listen to the truth? Well, then I'll pay more attention next time."

She walked to the bench where her schoolbag was placed and sat down. On the chair were the materials of the volleyball club collected by Zuo Zhizi and some materials of the volleyball clubs of other schools.She was not in a hurry to look through the information, and first unscrewed the thermos cup to take a sip of water - hot steam was coming out of the mouth of the thermos cup, and what wafted out along with the heat was a strong smell of medicine.

Oi Chuanche's nose twitched a few times: "Wow! What is this? It smells so bad!"

Holding the water glass, Zuo Zhizi replied listlessly: "Infusion."

She answered briefly, and according to Oi Chuanche's personality, in all likelihood, she would ask the question to the end.Zuo Zhizi had already thought of the perfunctory Ji Chuanche's answer in his heart, but unexpectedly, Ji Chuanche didn't ask much today.He pinched his nose with one hand and leaned back in disgust. With the other hand, he quickly picked up the lid of the thermos cup and covered it.

"It smells so bitter, do you want to eat something else to suppress the taste?"

Zuo Zhizi: "..."

She turned her face sideways and looked at Oi Chuanche suspiciously.Oikawa Toru blinked, his expression could even be called innocent; at this moment, Iwaizumi's roar came from afar from the volleyball court: "Oikawa Toru! Practice!"

Oi Chuanche sticks out his tongue—this somewhat JK coquettish gesture is unexpectedly suitable for him, and he has to thank Oi Chuanche for his good face.

Even when he owes a beating, he reveals a little handsomeness.

He jumped up with a playful smile: "Fishing in troubled waters was caught by Xiaoyan—tsk, I'm going to practice first!"

While talking to Zuo Zhizi, he walked backwards, [-]% of his intention was to be handsome.It's just that he didn't expect a volleyball to roll over behind him; Ji Chuanche stepped on the volleyball, swayed back and forth unsteadily, and fell to the ground.

He immediately grinned his teeth in pain, but jumped up extremely sensitively, turned his head angrily and asked, "Who? Who threw the ball?!"

No one on the volleyball court responded, only Iwaizumi looked at him coldly.Oi Chuanche suddenly felt guilty, touched the tip of his nose, bent down to pick up the volleyball, and trotted onto the field.