Net king and colleagues: cool view and full moon

After coming out of the library, Zhizi felt that today was very complete.

She finally returned the evil book "Introduction to Shogi", feeling as if she had completed a big task.

It was another sunny day, just as Cilang said, suitable for visiting patients—after setting up a time with Yukimura, Zhizi decided to send something expressive this time.

Yukimura accepted it unexpectedly, and his purple eyes were stained with joy: "Is this Renoir's painting album?"

Zhizi nodded: "Yes, I remember you mentioned it, so I searched for it when I went to the library to return the book today, and I didn't expect to find it."

Yukimura laughed: "Thank you - but can't you modify the language? For example, say to me, 'Today I went to find an art collection and return the book by the way'."

"Well, that's a good idea, then I'll give it a try." Zhizi followed suit, "Actually, I was looking for this painting album, and I returned it by the way."

Marui almost spit out the bubble gum.

"Marui-senpai..." Kirihara, who was almost sprayed, said in disgust.

Marui smiled and said: "Mochizuki, you really can talk."

Zhizi smiled lightly, but didn't answer.She only had a partial understanding of Renoir, and her understanding was not deep.Gentle, delicate, fuzzy, soft, mysterious, these are her most subjective feelings about this master.In my own opinion, his early works are really similar to Yukimura's character. The surface and the inside are contradictory and fused, with melancholy and deep hidden in the gentleness, and the indescribable dark side under the grand beauty.Perhaps it is also because of this reason that she is not willing to learn more about Renoir's works, and she also avoids contact with Yukimura.

Whether it's him or him, the soul is so deep that Zhizi can't understand. It has nothing to do with age, but only with vertical thoughts.She admitted that she was a little intimidated by the gentle 14-year-old.

Yukimura closed the album after flipping a page, and looked at Shiko by the window: "Thank you very much. I remember when I asked you, your answer was Dürer and Rembrandt?"

Zhizi immediately replied: "Don't worry, I've already borrowed Rembrandt's painting album, and it's in my bag—"

Yukimura couldn't laugh or cry: "So you actually went to return the book, borrowed the art book by the way, and brought it for me by the way..."

Zhizi was silent for half a minute, and said in a low voice: "Actually, it can also be said that I borrowed a collection of paintings for you, found mine by the way, and returned the books by the way."

"Enough." Yukimura hid his face, he felt that he was not very calm today.It is said that Mochizuki learns really fast.

"Wait, it's not enough," Zhizi emphasized after thinking for a while, "The borrowing period is half a month, so you have to return it to me before you leave the hospital, so I can return the book."

Yukimura nodded with a suppressed smile: "Don't worry, I won't occupy it and refuse to return it."

Zhizi scratched his head, and said, "Uh, what I mean is that you don't need to worry, just take your time and adjust your mood when you are recovering."

"Sister Mochizuki, you are too powerful." Kirihara worshiped.It was rare for him to see a girl talking to the minister like this, even less to see the minister's helpless expression, and the rarest thing was that her attitude was completely sincere.

Sanada looked over slowly, Kirihara couldn't help moving closer to Zhizi, and found that the deputy director slowly looked away again.Just after he breathed a sigh of relief, he saw that it was the minister who was paying attention to him this time... He hesitated for a second, and before Yukimura could speak, he obediently hid behind Kuwahara.

"But Mochizuki didn't borrow Dürer's collection this time?" Yukimura asked suddenly.

"I saw it, but I didn't borrow it...Compared with his works, what I like more is his life, genius and perfection. To be honest, Rembrandt's color and Dürer's life, they are integrated How perfect it should be."

A trace of disappointment flashed across Yukimura's eyes, and it was fleeting: "Dürer was indeed young and proud, and Rembrandt's old age is going to be a bit bleak. Do you like the contrast of light and dark colors?"

Zhizi turned around and looked at her own shadow on the ground: "It's such a wonderful feeling... let's not talk about it, I think Kirihara is going to fall asleep."

Kirihara stared wide-eyed, hesitated for a while and decided to play dead.

Yukimura didn't pursue it: "Looking at you now, the figure against the light is very good-looking."

Zhizi smiled slightly: "Thank you - it would be great if I could get out of my body, then I will look at my own appearance and remember it in my heart so I can draw it. It's a pity that now, I'll let you guys see the beautiful shadow. "

Nioh: "...I think you have reached the peak." How can someone say such a thing without changing his face, and he is still a girl!

This time Yukimura nodded.

Zhizi chuckled, and looked at the time: "I've been disturbed for too long today, I should go. Then you guys should have a good internal meeting."

Saying goodbye to everyone in Lihai, Zhizi left the hospital.

Kirihara, who was ordered to send her out, had a bad temper, but after Sanada and Yukimura had sex for so long, even though she was dissatisfied with the fact that she was always at a disadvantage, she was still very polite to her senior Shiko.

"Then it's hard work for you, Xiao Haidai." Zhizi waved his hand with a bit of a naughty taste.

Qieyuan was stunned, then jumped up: "Hey, what are you talking about! Don't think you are a senior... well, I really dare not do anything to you."

Zhizi covered his mouth and said with a smile: "Then go back quickly, thank you, you are really a good junior."

"...Hmph. Goodbye, senior." Kirihara turned and left very unhappy.

Small kelp is still very coaxing.She suddenly understood why so many Net King fans thought Mr. Kelp was a cute creature, and it was indeed Lihai's mascot and team pet, even though he was always bullied.

Zhizi remembered that Yukimura spent an afternoon strolling by the seaside of Kanagawa that day, and decided to go for a walk with interest.

Although this is not the so-called sea festival, there are also people walking by the sea, laughing and making noise in twos and threes.There are very few people who hang out by themselves like her, but although there are many people, it is lively, but it is not as leisurely as being alone.

In her bones, she still likes to be alone.

The afternoon sun has softened, and with the humid sea breeze, the salty water vapor hits the face, with some obvious but not unpleasant taste.Although many people like to go barefoot, Zhizi has always disliked the feeling of wet mud and sand on her skin, so she firmly requires the shoes under her feet to be separated from the sand.Luckily I didn't wear sandals...

After blowing the wind aimlessly for a while, Zhizi felt a little cold, and decided to go home.She had thought about whether she would pick up a drift bottle or something just now, but seeing that there were other people there, she probably wouldn't be able to find something novel, so she put down her thoughts.

There are also street tennis courts on the way back to the station. It seems that tennis is very close to life in both Kyoto and Kanagawa.Zhizi guessed that there would be no one he knew, and he didn't plan to pay too much attention to it—but it was different from when he came, the tennis court is now surrounded by water, isn't it too exaggerated?

After hesitating for a moment, she decided to go and have a look.

Fortunately, this decision seems to be the right one -

We separated in the afternoon, and now we meet again?

Looking at the black-haired boy kneeling on the ground in the arena, and the classmate Kelp standing opposite with a big smile, Zhizi felt that he felt the power of the plot.

But it wasn't them who frightened her the most, but the dark green-haired boy standing in front of Ju Juping at the moment.The more dazzling and unruly cat pupil, if Kikumaru were here, he would definitely exclaim that the little one grew up overnight.

Echizen Ryuya!

"Kirihara, Tachibana?" Zhizi called without thinking too much, "Kirihara, what are you doing?" Obviously, street tennis, with violent elements added by the way.The only thing that comforted her was that although Kirihara had entered the red-eye mode, she hadn't turned into a demon yet, and greeted her cooperatively after hearing her own voice.

Kirihara turned his head to give her a look, and said nonchalantly, "Of course I'm playing... Some guys who are not strong enough need to be taught a lesson."

"There are girls I know well here," Echizen's brother Tangerine said thoughtfully, "Then how should I defeat you?"

"Hmph, there is a price to be paid for standing up for someone you don't know. If you don't have enough strength, don't talk nonsense!" Qieyuan sneered and was about to serve.

Zhizi suppressed the surging complex emotions, calmed down and said: "Enough, Qieyuan."

Kirihara shook his head and said, "I don't think it's enough! Mochizuki-senpai, just watch from the sidelines. See how I teach this enthusiastic guy a lesson." After finishing speaking, he hit the ball.

And in the next second, the tennis ball bounced and fell behind him.

Kirihara didn't even see the opponent's swing!

No one can catch the trajectory of the ball!

This is Echizen Ryuya's strength... Not to mention Kirihara who was already stunned, even Zhizi who was already mentally prepared could not hide her shock.

"Hey, little girl, since you know this guy, dragging him away is the right thing to do." Long Ya smiled slightly at Zhizi, and pointed to Tachibana behind her, but her eyes were clearly on Kirihara.It's never good to bully children...

"Senior, leave me alone!" Kirihara frowned, glaring at the casual opponent opposite.Just now...it must be a coincidence, right?

Zhizi frowned and looked at Ju Juping who got up little by little, thinking whether he should contact Ju Xing first or dial the phone to send him to the hospital—whether it is Kirihara, Ju or Long Ya should No one would approve of rushing into the venue.She doesn't have much contact with Tachibana Juhei, but she and Xiaoxing are barely friends, but she didn't expect Kirihara and Tachibana to meet on the street tennis court in Kanagawa—is Xu Fei's setting unchangeable?

Before he had time to think too much, Zhizi ran over to support Tachibana who was struggling to get out of the field, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Qieyuan's head is easy to stop thinking when his head is hot. I'll beat him up after checking your injuries. I Take you to the hospital."

Tachibana reluctantly smiled: "It's okay, just wait a little longer."

Zhizi carefully helped him to sit down on the sidelines. He was not an expert and did not dare to check his right leg, so he just called the hospital.

If in the original book Tachibana sealed his own strength with his strong restraint, then this is not an official match, but just street tennis. Does he also insist on not playing violent tennis?Would rather be injured than compromise, really like Jujuping.Zhizi looked at Tachibana with increasingly complicated eyes.

On the field, after only a few balls, Kirihara was already sweating profusely.With such a feeling and such a gap, he seems to have returned to the time when he just broke into the tennis team a year ago.That sense of powerlessness, that despair of struggling to no avail.

When Longya passed the ball, Kirihara took a step back and was about to swing the racket, but saw the trajectory of the tennis ball suddenly changed, and the next second he fell heavily on the ground, and the place where he was hit was also his right leg. Where the orange was wounded.

"Please stop!" The owner of this sentence is Tachibana.

Before Zhizi could react, Ju said to Long Ya, "Thank you, but please stop!"

Long Ya looked quite surprised: "Hey, I'm kindly helping you teach him a lesson!" Are all the kids so strange nowadays?

Ju frowned and said, "Tennis is not played by violence, let alone a tool used to hurt others."

"Hey, I was lectured." Long Ya looked at the young man with a mole between his eyebrows with great interest, shrugged and said helplessly, "Since all the parties have spoken, it's better for me to leave the scene."

"Wait, it's not over yet." Kirihara clenched his fists, got up from the ground, and said every word, "I tell you, don't try to escape!"

Zhizi's heart tightened, and he said in shock: "Qieyuan Chiya! Be sober!"

Qieyuan was stunned for a moment, but Long Ya didn't pay attention to him at all, and had already pushed aside the crowd and disappeared into the twilight.

After delaying for a while, the ambulance also arrived. The medical staff carried Tachibana into the car, pointed to Kirihara who was standing beside him in a daze, and said, "Student, I think you also need to go."

Zhizi dragged the disheartened Qieyuan into the car, and she soon regretted this decision.

They should have taken Kirihara to take a taxi alone... In the strange atmosphere, they finally made it to the hospital.

"Tachibana-kun, I'm really sorry. Kirihara will come to apologize." Ordering Kirihara to be bandaged honestly, Zhizi asked about Tachibana's condition and found out that the other party needed hospital treatment.

damn...

Tachibana didn't mean to vent his anger: "It's okay, although I don't think it's necessary."

Zhizi said with some embarrassment: "However, Mr. Ju met that guy?" Why did Ju Juping come to Kanagawa?And Qieyuan, a troublemaker, she didn't remember that the other party liked to go to street tennis courts.

"I'm here to meet friends..."

"Tachibana! Are you okay!" Chitose pushed open the door hastily, and was taken aback when she saw Zhizi.

Zhizi said slowly, "Mr. Qiantui?"

Tachibana was also stunned: "Mochizuki-kun and Chitose also know each other?"

After the simple chaos, Zhizi found out that the Kyushu duo made an appointment to meet in Kanagawa, mainly to accommodate Chitose who was always running around.It was only on the street tennis court that Kirihara somehow recognized Tachibana as "the captain of that ruined school" and took the initiative to provoke him, which led to subsequent twists and turns.

Zhizi returned to Kirihara and only wanted to beat him to death: "So you played fighting games after you came out of the hospital, and after losing several games in a row, you went to the street tennis court to recover?!"

"I was wrong..." Kirihara said weakly with a few pieces of tape on his face.

"You'd better thank that Yue... that kind man who fought against injustices. With his strength, it's not easy for him not to beat you to the hospital." Zhizi pointed to Kirihara's unharmed right side which was simply bandaged. Legs, said coldly, "Go and apologize to Ju now!"

Kirihara hesitated for a moment, and immediately jumped up after Zhizi pronounced the word "Sanada": "Okay, I'll go right away. Senior is really long-winded..."

After getting permission, he pushed open the door of the room, and Zhizi dragged out Kirihara who was hanging his head behind him: "I'm sorry, Kirihara will be responsible."

Kirihara whispered: "I'm sorry..."

"Brother!" Juxing Crispy's eager voice came from the corridor.