what volleyball

Oi Chuanche didn't understand, Oi Chuanche didn't understand.But Iwaizumi didn't bother to pay attention to him, and pulled the corner of his sports pants that was about to be pulled off from Oikawa Toru's hand. Iwaizumi lifted him up from the ground mercilessly: "Stop talking nonsense, keep running! I will go to the gym to practice later." Ball, if you dare to be lazy, you will be finished!"

"Wow! Xiaoyan is so fierce—"

"Shut up! Shit!"

"...Ugh."

Zuo Zhizi ran around and felt that her physical strength was a little weak, so she slowly started to slow down and turned into a jog - not long after, Oi Chuanche ran past her alive and kicking.

He ran forward for a certain distance, braked suddenly, made another roundabout turn, and ran back in front of Zuo Zhizi.Zuo Zhizi looked at him, smiled, clenched his fists and shook them in front of his eyes.

Oi Chuanche took two steps back silently, keeping a safe distance from Zuo Zhizi: "I said, aren't you running too slowly?"

"..."

"No way, no way? Are you not physically strong enough after just running around? Ah Zuo, you are so weak..."

Zuo Zhizi grabbed his wrist again.This time Oi Chuanche was already prepared, and quickly raised his right hand high, with a brisk and smug smile on his face: "Ha! Still want to use this trick? I won't be fooled a second time when I'm treated the same way—"

Zuozhizi grabbed Oikawa Toru's raised forearm.

When the boy's forearm was raised high, the muscles in his arm also tensed up, pinching it as if he was grabbing a thickened big bar, his hand was clenched, and it was hot.

The handsome smile on his face froze instantly, and before he had time to react, he was punched in the stomach by Zuo Zhizi.Oi Chuanche screamed, covered his stomach and knelt down.

Zuo Zhizi rubbed her wrist, and looked down at the top of Oi Chuanche's head—a little bit of reddish-brown hair with a warm tone, and the small hair curl on the top of his head.

She curved her eyes, and her smile was as sweet and cute as ever: "Scumbag foolish flirtatious boy."

"..."

Zuo Zhizi turned around, with a refreshed expression on her face, no trace of fatigue could be seen, she happily continued her morning run, humming a little song.

As soon as Iwaizumi caught up with Oi Chuan Toru - Ji Chuan Toru was still squatting on the ground and shutting himself up.

He looked at Oi Chuanche with complicated emotions: "...Are you in need of a beating recently?"

Oi Chuanche jumped up, his face full of grief and indignation: "Even Xiaoyan, you are like this—"

His voice was too loud, which attracted the attention of passers-by.Aware of the gazes of several people, Oi Chuanche quickly straightened his back, and his expression returned to his usual handsome and elegant expression.

Iwaizumi twitched the corner of his mouth and ran directly past him.Ji Chuanche hurriedly caught up with him, not forgetting to lower his voice and think: "I didn't mess with her today! Why did you hit me? It's really too much. It was obvious that she only hit me once in the past three days. This morning she Hit me twice! The vocabulary of calling me has been refurbished, and recently there are more adjectives like 'scumbag and frivolous man' that I have never scolded before..."

Iwaizumi silently covered his ears, and quickened his pace, not wanting to hear Kawatoru's 'shake m speech' any more.

Oikawa was talking while running, and thanks to his strong lung capacity, he could continue running without slowing down.After Sui Sui Nian complained for five or six minutes, he came to a conclusion: "So, she is in a bad mood recently, right? I really don't want to see me, she is lately!"

Iwaizumi thought for a while, and said, "It's not recent, is it? Didn't you guys have been arguing since the end of last summer?"

I thought that this sentence would get a series of replies from Oikawa Toru as usual, but Yan Quanyi was unable to hear Oikawa Toru's voice again for a long time.He frowned, slightly surprised, and looked back at Oi Chuanche——Oi Chuanche suddenly accelerated, ran past Iwaizumi, and burst into a series of laughs: "Hahaha Xiaoyan, I overtook you!"

"..."

When Zuo Zhizi ran to the entrance of the gymnasium, she was already sweating all over, and her breathing was so short that she felt a little dizzy.She walked into the gym slowly, taking slow steps to catch her breath.

Oikawa Toru and Iwaizumi went to the locker room to change clothes and shoes.The men's and women's locker rooms are separate. Zuo Zhizi carries her equipment bag on her back and goes to the women's locker room to change into another set of sportswear with short sleeves and shorts; the temperature inside the gym is higher than outside, so there is no need to continue to wear thicker pants and down jackets .

And the reason why she was willing to accompany the two boys to the gymnasium in this explosively cold weather was of course not just to show them their bags and do logistics.

Zuo Zhizi is to observe the material up close.

Gymnasium—Young flesh/body, different postures corresponding to various sports, teenagers and girls with excellent physical fitness do not hesitate to mobilize every muscle in the process of exercising, and the soft and close-fitting sportswear on their bodies is twisted out wrinkle...

Perfect reference material!

Zuo Zhizi came to the gymnasium every day to 'sit on duty' entirely in order to better observe the folds of clothes and the structure of the human body.As for helping Chuan Che and the others to look at things and bring water, that would be easy.

As usual, she found the highest row of the auditorium and sat down. Zuo Zhizi opened her backpack, took out her simple drawing board, sketch pen, highlighter, and cherry blossom eraser, and placed them neatly at her feet.

When Oi Chuanche put his equipment bag on the position next to Zuo Zhizi, he lowered his eyes and took a look at Zuo Zhizi's drawing board - a piece of sketch paper had been placed on the metal clip, Zuo Zhizi held the drawing board with one hand, and used Clamp it with two legs, and hold a sketch pen in the other hand.

She hasn't written yet, and her eyes are fixed on the few people running around on the volleyball court.The long curly hair dyed gray-green appeared more fluffy than usual, and the ends of the hair were messily raised, casting some shadows on the sides of her fair and tender cheeks.

The shadows of the curly hair, different shades, uneven, printed in a criss-cross pattern.

The indoor light of the gymnasium is also very sufficient. When the warm light passes through the girl's gray-green curly hair, the colors collide and mix, as if a layer of soft light is brushed around Zuo Zhizi's body.

Oikawa Toru breathed lightly subconsciously, and stared at Zuo Zhizi.Until Iwaizumi called his name behind him, he turned his head, with a frivolous spring smile on his face again, jumped down the steps, and walked towards the volleyball court.

Zuo Zhizi leaned forward slightly, and when Oi Chuanche stood on the volleyball court, her eyes fell on Oi Chuanche accurately.

Ji Chuan Toru on the volleyball court is different from Ji Chuan Toru in normal times.He stood there, warming up, getting familiar with the volleyball in his hand, looking for the touch, the loose muscles on his body slowly began to tighten, and then began to pass the ball.

At the beginning, it was just an ordinary straight pass, then the angle began to change, and finally even the position of Chuanche began to change-I also tried several long passes outside the court.Every time Toru Oikawa passes the ball, it will always fall in the position where Iwaizumi plays best.

Zuo Zhizi lowered her eyes, watching him running around on the volleyball court, and the charcoal pencil in her hand moved quickly.She has solid sketching skills, good dynamic vision and memory, and Zuo Zhizi is relatively easy to draw when Oi Chuanche doesn't deliberately show off her skills.

Soon the setters appeared on the sketch paper one after another, with a few smashing Iwaizumi mixed in during the period.

They started doing exercises separately.

Oi Chuanche took a volleyball and retreated meekly.He picked a place where there was no one around, and rarely had any expression on his face, only sweat ran down his high browbones, dripped down his eyelashes, and sunken eye sockets.

The volleyball was spinning in Oi Chuanche's palm, and the three colors of white, yellow and blue were mixed in the rotation.He raised his head, his obvious Adam's apple slid up and down following the swallowing movement, and then the volleyball was thrown high by Oi Chuanche—not in a straight line, but forward.

Ji Chuanche started the run-up, and when the volleyball flew to his predetermined height with the help of the volleyball, Ji Chuanche, who was relaying the run-up, also jumped up; every inch of the muscles that had been tensed during the warm-up exercise before, urgently and impatiently broke out at this moment come out!

The top of the tracksuit was pulled up by his movements, and every fold was neat without any excess, a small section of the waist was leaked, and the boy's sweaty and tense abdominal muscles could be seen faintly.

When Toru Oikawa touched the ball with his palm and the volleyball was hit, the high-speed rotation distorted the shape and shadow of the volleyball.When the volleyball was hit, it hit the floor of the volleyball court and made a loud noise—the sound can also be described as deafening in a noisy volleyball court!

Oi Chuanche's feet landed on the ground, with no superfluous expression on his face, and his usually frivolous and spring-like pupils are now focused on the opposite side of the net.

The volleyball landed exactly where Toru Oikawa was staring at first.

Terrible ball control, terrible concentration.

Scary high school boys.

After the people around fell into a terrible silence, it took several seconds to recover, and gradually there were voices of conversation one after another.

"What a terrible serve... who is this guy?"

"Wait, I seem to have a little impression of this face—ah, it's the setter of Qingcheng..."

"Is it him... No wonder..."

"What a horrible guy."

"If this ball is caught head-on, will it be crushed to death?"

……

Only then did Zuo Zhizi come back to her senses, and began to breathe with difficulty.She looked down at her drawing board, on the snow-white sketch paper, there were eight standard sketches of the human body, but there was an abrupt black charcoal trace drawn obliquely.

Her charcoal pencil was broken unconsciously by herself, leaving a stain that spread irregularly on the tail of the slash.The broken piece of charcoal fell onto her crow blue sweatpants, rolling out a small darker trace.

Obviously the noise around has returned, but Zuo Zhizi can still hear her heartbeat, hitting her fragile eardrums, like a lively deer in her heart.

Zuo Zhizi lowered her eyes, bit her lip, took off the sketch paper, and put it in the bag behind the drawing board.After sealing the Velcro on the back of the drawing board with her own hands, Zuo Zhizi relaxed the corners of her mouth, and pulled out a new sketch paper from her backpack to clip it on.

The morning practice time passed quickly.Iwaizumi was the first to notice that it was time for dinner, so he greeted Toru Oikawa, who was grabbing random people and playing vigorously, and the two left together and walked to the auditorium.

Ji Chuanche's physical strength was a bit ridiculous. He ran and jumped all morning, his hair was wet against his forehead, and he was able to jump up and down to Zuo Zhizi's side, leaning on the back of the seat with one hand, leaning over Turn around to look at her drawing board.

Zuo Zhizi moved to the side, showing a disgusted expression.

Oi Chuanche said loudly: "What's the matter with your expression?!"

Zuo Zhizi held the drawing board, raised her face and showed a bright and bright smile to Chuan Che: "Of course I dislike your bad smell. If you come close to me before changing clothes, I will beat you like a pig's head, understand? "

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感谢在2022-07-1211:16:57~2022-07-1222:54:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Chu Chu Chu 1;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 8 bottles of Yaozhuo; 2 bottles of Akashi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!