[Black Basket] Promoting marriage is a girlfriend

Summer is getting hotter.

The National High School Comprehensive Sports Competition started in the Tokyo area, and Hidetoku High School, a strong basketball school, easily won the regional pre-selection group.At the same time, the Summer Games of Sutoku High School are approaching.

Sports has mandatory requirements for class members, and each student must sign up for at least one of them.What marathon, collective basketball, two-person three-legged... All of a sudden, these terms became hot topics in school.

Jingzi twirled the ballpoint pen in her hand, staring at the sports registration form with a distressed expression.Many names have been filled in on the form, but Jingzi has not written her own name yet.

Ya, the class leader of the female class, was also in front of her desk, and said with a smile, "Just apply for one, everyone has to participate. Why don't you just throw sandbags? Anyway, it's a group project. Everyone stand in the circle and bear it for a while." alright."

Jingzi thought for a while, and then wrote his name under the item of sandbag killing battle.

She doesn't want to work out and sweat in the summer sun at all!That's really not in line with the etiquette of a lady! !

She couldn't imagine that her forehead was covered with sweat and her hair was sticky!Still in front of all the students in the school!

However, the slander is useless, and the intramural sports start as scheduled.

It was a sunny day, and the sun just happened to be a soft temperature that would not be too basking.Even so, the high school girls sneaked on sunscreen and traded tips on how to avoid UV damage.

Although it is a sports meeting, the events are extremely diverse, and the venues are also distributed in every corner of the campus. Some classes are even requisitioned for temporary restrooms and preparation rooms.

Lihua Jingzi walked to the playground with the boys in her class, and stood still in the white circle drawn with a □□ pen.

She only has this one project, and as long as she is done participating, she can go back to her seat and rest.

"The rules of the sandbag killing battle are as follows. There are three groups of three people in total. The score is scored in the form of team members switching when they are hit..." The student referee held up the scoreboard and staggered to the side. The note reads the rules: "The team member who is hit three times will be sentenced to be out of the game, and the first to reach [-] points is the winner..."

There are many competitions going on at the same time, and there is a lot of noise around.Occasionally, there was a girl's scream, accompanied by a certain boy's name, resounding in everyone's ears.

"So handsome—"

"Jing Taijun! Please come on!"

When Jingzi heard the girls screaming, she couldn't help humming inwardly.

∑(°△°|||)︴How handsome!Can he be more handsome than Midori!Shintaro Midorima is the most handsome!

Thinking of Midorima, she couldn't help but start searching for Midorima.

Jingzi raised her toes and looked around.Soon, she found that Midorima Shintaro was standing in the phalanx of the opponent's class.At this moment, Midorima looked indifferent. Obviously, he didn't take the student referee's commentary and this childish game seriously.

Seeing Midorima's expression, Keiko couldn't help but have a bad premonition—this guy will definitely hit her with a sandbag!absolute!

Don't ask her why she knows!

When the whistle blew, the members of the two parties shook up suddenly or clumsily or sharply.

"Sandbag Killing Battle" is essentially just a small game like playing house, without any real skill, and winning or losing is largely due to luck.The arcs of the sandbags flying around in the air are messy, high or low, and they will hit someone from time to time. The scoring referee is dazzled, and the movement of turning the scoreboard is also in a hurry.

Midorima Shintaro in the crowd weighed the sandbag, raised the small ball with both hands, and made a gesture of shooting a three-pointer.

Jingzi: =口=! ! !

In the next second, the sandbag in Midorima's hand flew towards the sky at a strange angle, crossed an inverted U shape, and landed accurately on Lihua Jingzi's shoulder.

Keiko: ...

——She knew that the development of things was like this!

"Member 3 of the blue team was hit three times and sentenced to end."

The referee's whistle made Jingzi successfully out of the game.

Jingzi heaved a sigh of relief, and walked out of the field that had been drawn with the first stroke amidst the regretful eyes and sighs of his teammates in the class.

Not long after, the sandbag killing station was over, and the team members dispersed one after another.Amid the commotion, Midorima Shintaro returned to his seat, picked up a can of canned drink, and walked up to Lihua Keiko.

"Did you get hit by me just now?" He raised his glasses frame and asked.

"Yeah." Keiko replied.

"..." Midorima put the drink in his trouser pocket, then turned his back to Keiko and squatted down.

He put his palms on his waist and swayed towards Jingzi.

Keiko:?

"What...what do you mean?" Keiko stared at Midorima's two palms that kept dangling like fish fins: "Signs? Hands, sign language? Morse code...?"

"I'll tell you to come up." Luma turned her head, her face a bit gloomy: "I'll carry you to the infirmary."

"Ah?" Jing Zi suddenly covered his chest.She blushed for a while, then mumbled, "Mr. Lujian, thank you for your kindness. I'm not injured, so I won't go to the infirmary."

"No." Midorima dismissed her words bluntly and coldly: "I don't want to be accused of 'treating women harshly'."

"...Okay." Keiko had no choice but to smile mischievously, and approached Midorima with hands and feet.

She stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Midorima's neck.Then, Midorima naturally supported Keiko's thigh, and walked towards the infirmary with her on his back.Midorima didn't forget to say hello to Yaya when she passed by the class leader of the girls class, Yaya.

"I'll take Lihua to the infirmary," Midorima said.

"Oh... ok... ok..." Ya Yeru was in a dream: "Wait, did I read it right?! Those two people?!"

Keiko curled up on Midorima's back, her body was extremely stiff, and her face was unreasonably red.

Unconsciously, she tightened her arms around Midorima.

Midorima let out a strange gasp.

"Li... Hua..." Luma struggled to keep his voice indifferent: "I can't... breathe... breathe..."

"Sorry!" Jing Zi hurriedly let go.

Jingzi's arm was cool, and there was still a bit of soft flesh, which was very comfortable to the touch.The long hair fell down, with the scent of an unknown shampoo, not greasy at all, but it smelled very good.

The two walked to the infirmary, and the health teacher on duty knew that something was wrong on the sports field as soon as he saw this appearance.

"She was hit to the shoulder by a sandbag." Midorima said succinctly: "I'm afraid that her IQ will be hit."

"It was just hit by a sandbag?" The health care teacher was deeply surprised by Midorima's fuss: "Are boys nowadays so nervous about their little girlfriends?"

Saying that, the teacher in a white coat lifted the cloth on the shoulders of Jingzi's sportswear.

There was a large bruise of red, purple and purple, which looked extremely scary, not like being hit by a sandbag, but more like being hit by a boulder falling from the sky.When the health care teacher lightly touched it with his finger, Jingzi frowned and let out a cold hiss.

"This, so powerful..." The health care teacher was also a little surprised.

"Because I threw it." Midorima pushed down his glasses: "At first, I thought that the force was specially reduced, so there should be no problem. But the moment the sandbag was released, I found that the force was still too much."

"Mr. Lujian, you really hit me on purpose!!" Jingzi was a little mad.

"Otherwise?" Midorima said, "This is an upright sports competition!"

The health care teacher rubbed some potion for Jingzi and asked her to go back.

The two stepped out of the infirmary, relatively silent.

Midorima looked at Keiko for a while, and broke the silence first: "...do you want me to carry you back?"

"No no no no no need!" Jing Zi waved his hands again and again: "It's too shameful to be seen by so many people."

"I don't really want to go back yet." Lvma frowned, looking at the noisy playground: "Go to the side and rest for a while."

The two walked to the empty rest area next to the teaching building and sat on a bench in the shadows.There was a vending machine next to the teaching building. Keiko happened to be thirsty, so she took out a small amount of [-] yen from her pocket, and walked to the vending machine in a few steps.She squatted in front of the machine, studying the shelves, chanting words.

"Sold out, sold out, sold out... have all the civilian drinks been sold out...but I've always wanted to try it..."

Her voice was sad.

Suddenly, she turned her head and looked at Midori.

In Midorima's trouser pocket was a small can of canned drink, which was the junk carbonated drink she had been longing to try.

Midorima met starry eyes full of longing, and said calmly: "Don't think about it, this bottle of drink is my lucky thing today. The reason why I was able to hit you in the crowd with a sandbag is also because of this bottle of drink."

Keiko: ...

"This, so..." She laughed dryly, and then continued to squat in front of the vending machine angrily.

Keiko was wearing a tracksuit with a number plate pinned to her chest.The bottoms of the sportswear are very short, close-fitting shorts.Her two legs were glowing white in the sun, and it seemed that even the short and cute hairs on her skin were clearly visible.Her ankles were pitifully thin, and she tiptoed one tip to the other, and her Junxiu name was written on the sneakers in indelible ink.

Lihua Jingzi

Midorima looked at it for a while, but still maintained a calm expression on his face.However, his left hand moved uncontrollably, and he took out today's lucky item from his pocket with a smooth movement, and handed it over.

"If you want to drink, I will give it to you as an apology." He said, "After all, I hit you with a sandbag."

"..." Jingzi turned his head and asked doubtfully, "What would Lvjian-kun be like without a lucky object?"

"It will be a miserable loss." Midorima said.

"Today...is there no basketball game?" Jing Zi became more suspicious.

"There was no basketball game. But," Midorima said, "I lost to you."