[Comprehensive] life is movement

In fact, Kung Fu class has already been in class for several minutes now.

Chiwei Jingji and Xiaominato Jiahe were going to go to the classroom to get sports clothes to change, but considering that the impact of two wet people appearing in the classroom at the same time was too great, they guessed who would go in and change the clothes for the two. take it out.

So 3 minutes later, the drenched Chiwei Jingji appeared at the door of the classroom with a blank expression.

"Chi, Chiwei?! What's wrong with you?!" The math teacher in the blackboard broke the chalk, and even the reading glasses fell off the bridge of his nose.

"...Accidentally fell."

——You have to fall into a pond to have this effect, right? !

Although everyone in the classroom complained in their hearts almost at the same time, on the surface they just stared at Chiwei Jingji dumbfounded, and even the teacher anxiously asked him to change clothes after being dumbfounded.

Xiaominato Jiahe saw Akawei Jingzhi's success outside the classroom, and excitedly gestured to him: Well done!

After 10 minutes, Xiaomin Jiahe changed her clothes. She found a place where the sun could shine on the stairs, then sat down on the steps and straightened her limbs. The whole body became warm, which made her Give birth to the sense of happiness of being reborn after a catastrophe.

"You are really generous." Chiwei Jingzhi saw a silly smile as soon as he came, and while sitting next to her, he covered her upturned face with a towel, "Wipe quickly, don't catch a cold. "

Xiao Minato Jiahe's field of vision encountered a huge shadow, she grabbed the towel and straightened her back, and said in amazement: "Wow, Chi Wei, your service is really good!"

But after she finished speaking, she realized that there was only one towel in her hand: "Eh? Is this towel yours?"

Chiwei Jingzhi looked forward with his chin propped on one hand, without even turning his head: "Well, I just went to the activity room to get it."

"..." Xiaomin Jiahe looked at Chiwei Jingzhi's hair that was also wet, and hesitated holding the towel.

Seeing that Xiaomin Jiahe didn't move, Chiwei Jingzhi thought she was minding, so he turned his head and added: "Don't worry, the towels are freshly washed and haven't been used yet."

Xiao Mino Jiahe quickly explained: "No, I only need one towel. What will you do if I use it?"

"...I have short hair, and it dries up in a while." Chiwei Jingzhi paused, then grabbed a handful of Xiaozuo Jiahe's wet hair and held it between the two of them, "It's you, if you don't dry it, Just get ready to hang out here all afternoon."

"Ah, I see." Xiao Mino Jiahe pulled back her hair, covered her hair with a towel and rubbed it vigorously.

Chiwei Jingzhi looked at Xiaomin Jiahe who was so cruel to him inexplicably: "... so hard, are you going to rub your head off?"

Xiaomin Jiahe subconsciously wanted to retort, but found that he had run out of words, but having said that, this towel of Chiwei Jingzhi——

"It's a bit fragrant."

Chiwei Jingzhi's scalp tingled instantly when Xiaominato Jiahe's eyes suddenly sparkled: "The smell of softener at home."

"Hey hey hey."

"You're so boring." Akawei Jingzhi twitched the corner of his eyes, and reached out to grab the towel back, "...I don't want to borrow it, return the towel to me."

Of course Xiao Min Jiahe didn't let go: "Ah! If you borrow it, you can't go back on it!"

"No, pay me back."

"not return!"

So 10 minutes later—

Qingfeng Dahui passed by again smoking a Tetra Pak, and he happened to see the curtain call of another war. He still looked left and right in a daze, and finally stood up to Xiaomin Jiahe who was still in the hair-wiping posture. Dead Fisheye: "Did you take a bath with someone again?"

“…………………………”

——Holy shit, how can I meet you everywhere, brother Hei? !And... now it's obviously class time!

Aomine Daihui, who woke up after oversleeping during his lunch break and planned to give up on skipping a class, saw that he was being bored again. He glanced sideways at Chiwei Jingzhi, who was sitting next to Xiaomin Jiahe, who was silent, but The eyes of the two collided for only a few seconds before staggering.

Tsk, who cares.

Aomine Daiki smacked his lips, waved his hand at Xiao Mino Jiahe, who still had a stiff expression, and left yawning. He should think about how to deal with the teacher's question about him disappearing for a class. .

After that, Chiwei Jingzhi asked Xiaominato Jiahe what happened here, but the latter pondered for a while and walked over with a haha, saying that there are always people who are jealous of his beauty.

In fact, there is really nothing to say, some things have to be resolved by herself, she didn't expect Akawei Jingji to hug herself aggressively and announce loudly that this woman is covered by our volleyball club—but according to Huizaki Xiangwu and Zengwo are like that, it is estimated that ten volleyball clubs can't handle it.

However, she also naively thought that those girls had suffered at noon, and they would not come to make trouble for a while, but she still underestimated them.

When she came back from physical education class in the afternoon, she found that her schoolbag had disappeared from the seat, and she finally found it in the trash can.

Perhaps she should have realized earlier that this was just the beginning.

So when she went to the entrance of the school building with Kazuka Mimori during school hours and found many people gathered around her shoe cabinet, she didn't show much surprise.

The silly and sweet Mimori Kazuya thought there was something exciting to watch, and stood on tiptoe to look around before people approached. When she found out that the excitement belonged to her friend, her pink face suddenly turned pale: "Jiahe , your shoe cabinet..."

Xiaomin Jiahe also saw that it was her shoe cabinet that was surrounded by people looking at it. She was stunned for a moment and then walked over quickly. A piece of white paper was pasted on her shoe cabinet, and she wrote on it with a red marker brush. There are a bunch of them, which look particularly dazzling.

I won't talk about what was written in detail, it was nothing more than using unbearable words to say that Xiao Mino Jiahe is a shameless bitch who deliberately approached the basketball team for the sake of men, and then yelled at her to get out of here.

Xiaomin Jiahe was very speechless, firstly because of this matter, and secondly because of herself, because her first reaction turned out to be that it was great that the other party didn't directly write on the shoe cabinet with a marker, otherwise she would have to wipe it to death .

"Jiahe..." Sanmori Yixia pulled the corner of Xiaomin Jiahe's clothes, and thought she was stunned when she saw that she didn't respond, and the people around her were still chattering in front of the paper, she couldn't Consciously grasping the belt of the schoolbag tightly, his little face was flushed, and finally he couldn't bear it and shouted loudly, "What are you doing! What's so interesting?!"

You must know how rare it is to let a soft girl yell at others, but because of the lack of momentum, the actual performance is not ideal.

Xiaomin Jiahe pressed Mitsumori Kazuka's shoulder, then stepped forward and tore off the piece of paper and stuffed it into his pocket, and smiled slightly at those people: "Excuse me, everyone, please don't hinder people from walking, please?"

Xiaomina Jiahe's kind smile of "If anyone refuses to give in, she will put this paper into someone's mouth" quickly infected everyone present, and they all consciously gave way.

Xiao Minato Jiahe dragged Mitsumori Kazuya away with satisfaction, and was too lazy to talk nonsense to them.

Mimori Kazuya had a deep understanding of what kind of trouble Xiaominato Jiahe encountered, but the latter looked terribly calm, and it took a long time before he clenched his fists and squeezed his bones.

"Don't blame me for what happened after that"—Xiaominato Jiahe suddenly thought of what Haizaki Shogo once said to her. If this is true, then he is really too low-level.

To use such a bad trick to drive her to the basketball club?What a joke, if she really just retreated like this, then she would be known as a slut.

"Don't panic, let me think about it first."

She told Kazuka Mimori that, and she told herself the same.

But until the work started, Xiaomin Jiahe didn't think of any countermeasures that made her applaud.On the contrary, the gymnasium of the Second Army is much more lively than before, because a member of the First Army was demoted today.

"Dear ones! I'm back again!" Nei Hailiang had such a bewildered smile when he appeared in the Second Army Gymnasium, and he didn't see the sadness of being relegated at all.

People from the Second Army came forward to express their congratulations, and punched him one after another with a smile on his shoulder——

"It's only been two weeks and you can't stand it?"

"I knew you'd come back, brat."

"Is it dragging people down again?"

These harsh-sounding jokes seemed to be nothing to Nei Hailiang, he smiled brighter, and looked at them with a gesture of "I really can't do anything about you": "I miss you, so we can be together again in the future." Playing ball."

Xiao Mina Jiahe was stunned watching from the sidelines, this Nei Hailiang was indeed a representative figure of heartlessness, and he was so happy after being relegated.

"Ah! You are the girl who sent love letters to Kise and Momoi!" Nei Hailiang suddenly saw Xiao Minato Jiahe wielding a mop, and rushed over through the crowd, "You really joined the basketball club!"

"Uh... can you not call me such a strange name?" Xiao Mina Jiahe was a little messy, coughed dryly and said Nei Hailiang, "You can just call me Xiao Min, classmate Nei Hai."

"Wow wow wow!"

Nei Hailiang responded happily, although he was hit on the head by an iron fist supervised by Sugimoto before he jumped twice.

"Are you an idiot! Utsumi! Don't go to training yet!"

"It hurts... I know."

Later, Ritsuko Imagawa told Xiaominato Jiahe that Uchikai Ryo was actually a member of the Second Army before, but he had been very stable in practice games for a while. As a shooting guard, he scored nine out of ten three-pointers, although he was not as good as Midorima Shintaro in the same grade, but his ability is obvious to all in the basketball team.

But I heard that yesterday he made a major mistake in a practice match against a foreign school, so he was relegated.

"Eh? I was relegated just because of a mistake in one game?!" Xiaomin Jiahe was a little shocked.

Ritsuko Imagawa was also a little helpless: "I don't know exactly what happened, but I heard that after Utsumi was promoted to the first army, he really couldn't keep up with everyone in terms of strength. After all, there are still good pitchers in the third grade, and Midorima Shintaro's Pitching is even claimed to be 100% hit."

"That's it." Xiaomin Jiahe looked at Neihai Liangliang who had already been bouncing around to practice and nodded.

"But it's a pity. If I can improve myself in the first army, I might have a chance to play in the official competition." Ritsuko Imagawa shook her head, and she looked at the other people in the second army, "But fortunately, they are all second Grade, there is still a chance, but unfortunately I will graduate by then."

Ritsuko Imagawa showed a slightly disappointed expression, and some strange emotions flashed in her eyes, but soon she cheered up again, patted Xiao Minato Jiahe on the back and said: "Let's go, we should also get ready .”

"Oh, alright!"

So after some routine work, Minato Jiahe was called by Supervisor Sugimoto, who had something to leave temporarily, to turn over the scoreboard for the practice match. She responded, and then dried her hands after laying out the towel and water bottle.

It's just that she was really inexperienced and just stood there and flipped the cards, or handed water and towels during the break. It wasn't until Supervisor Sugimoto came back after the third quarter and asked her how the game was going, that she realized that the manager was still there. There is a lot of work to be done.

At this time, Ritsuko Imagawa stood up in time and told Supervisor Sugimoto that she had recorded the first three quarters of the game, and she would show him after sorting it out.

She turned to Xiaomin Jiahe and said: "Xiaomin, it's not enough to just stand and turn over the scoreboard like this. There are some places that need to be recorded a little bit, such as the number of goals they scored, the number of pitches, the number of fouls, etc., and you will get familiar with it later. The data need to be analyzed.”

Kominato Jiahe secretly scolded himself for being stupid, then bowed to Supervisor Sugimoto and said, "I'm really sorry, I will pay attention in the future."

"It's okay, you are a newcomer after all, and you will learn more from Imagawa in the future." Director Sugimoto left after saying this.

Xiaominato Jiahe lowered her head, but soon she got up again and took out her notebook and pen, and followed Ritsuko Imagawa's instructions.But to be honest, she is not a person who is very good at watching games, and she can only understand basketball to the extent that she understands the general rules.Unlike the achievement of simply recording the pitching training before, she can only record the progress of the game mechanically at this moment. In fact, there are still a few faces and names that are not registered.

After a game, only she could understand what was written down. Fortunately, it was only half of the game.

Xiaomin Jiahe is gradually understanding that the job of the basketball manager is far from what she once thought, as long as she is strong enough to do logistics, she also needs to develop morally, intellectually, physically, aesthetically and laborably.

"It's really amazing."

She had no choice but to go to play, and she carried the freshly filled water bottle into the gymnasium. At this time, Ritsuko Imagawa, who was on the other side of the court, was methodically talking to the members of the Second Army who were resting after the game. They joked and cheered.

Xiaomin Jiahe remembered the unsightly note in her pocket. Although her reason for joining the club was not the same as the above-mentioned eight poles, it felt that there was no essential difference.Even if she is not joining the basketball club at the moment, but the volleyball club, the cycling club, or the swimming club, it doesn't matter, it's all the same to her.

She will study hard if she doesn't know anything, but with this mentality, can she also become an excellent manager like Ritsuko Imagawa?

At this moment, she can't seem to get the answer.

"Forget it, that's it."

She said this, and then walked towards them with a water bottle.

After the day's work was over, Ritsuko Imagawa, who had changed her clothes, took the data records made that day and went home. She was about to ask Minato Jiahe if she wanted to go with her, but she was still lying on the table looking at everyone in the Second Army I don't know what he is struggling with with that expression.

"Xiao Min? Are you still not going home?"

"No, I'll think about it again."

"Then I'll go first, remember to turn off the lights when you leave."

So after saying hello, Xiaomin Jiahe stayed in the locker room alone. She flipped through the materials and unconsciously twirled her pencil.

To be honest, although the information above has quantified the strength of each person, it is still too abstract for Xiaomin Jiahe to use this information to understand the strength of a certain person.

But this is the foundation anyway, and it really needs to be combined with actual combat later.

After turning over the last page, Xiao Mina Jiahe stretched his waist. After looking at the time, it was indeed getting late, and the teachers on duty would have to come to confirm the venue in a while.She scratched her hair and got up, packed her things and prepared to change clothes and go home.

After dawdling for 5 minutes, Xiaomin Jiahe turned off the lights and took his bag and left, but when he passed by the men's locker room, he found that the lights inside were still on.

Is Sugimoto supervising? ... There are still others who have not left.

Xiao Mina Jiahe walked over to take a look, and found that the door was not even closed. She poked through the half-covered space, and then saw a figure from the back, a figure from the back who was sitting on the bench shrugging his shoulders, and there was From that back——

"...crying?"

Standing at the door, she finally saw clearly the back of the guy who was left alone in the locker room and cried softly after the club was over. It belonged to a guy who always smiled heartlessly and would run around on and off the court.

"Damn it...it's hard to be promoted to the first army! If you work harder...if you work harder...maybe you can...Damn it!!"

Accompanied by a hoarse and choked voice, Nei Hailiang thumped his own leg at the end. It was a cry of unwillingness to fail but powerless to the extreme. He was blaming himself for not living up to expectations—losing an army He is not qualified to appear on the stage of the official competition, and he is even far away from starting.

The sound of the young boy's crying kept hitting Xiaomin Jiahe's ears. At this moment, she suddenly wanted to go over and pat Nei Hailiang on the shoulder, but after that, the only thing she could say was to stop crying like a man, There will be opportunities in the future.

It’s just that she wanted to cast aside such consolation, but in the end she chose to leave in silence, and returned the unmanned dressing room to the man who smiled brighter than anyone else, but cried more sadly behind his back than anyone else. teenager.

Perhaps there is nothing in this world that can be easily obtained without hard work. If you have shed enough tears, you can face new challenges with ease.

"Ah, it's so late."

Xiao Mina Jiahe stood at the entrance of the gymnasium and looked up at the silent night sky, then reached out and took out the big scarlet letter in her pocket that was pasted on her shoe cabinet.

She stared at it for three seconds, rubbed it roughly, and threw it into the trash can on the roadside on the way to the school gate, then stretched her waist——

"Go home and take a good shower, and read the information again."

The author has something to say: Thank you O3O for supporting the original version here, but you have to start work tomorrow... My brain hurts so much【【