Chapter Eighty-Three: Stingy Guy

Hearing the referee's whistle, the U-17 people in the blue field withdrew their eyes from the volleyball on the water, and turned to look at the girls in the red field opposite. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, Riya." Date Nan'er opened his mouth and shouted, and a faint solemnity appeared in his black eyes.

"Hmm." Companion nodded without a trace, and the tentacles on his forehead trembled slightly with his movements, "What about the very strong little ones, that girl with tea white hair has a lot of strength, and it feels similar to me, no," Companion also frowned, and his index finger gently stroked his jaw, "It seems that there is some power that binds her, well, it's strange." ”

"It works surprisingly well." Kimishima Yuto held his right elbow in front of his chest with his left hand, his fingers tapped his cheek, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he spoke lightly.

The girl with short white hair in the first row hit the ball into the sky, due to the excessive force, the volleyball produced distortion and high-speed rotation, and then broke through the obstruction of the air flow, crossed the midfield net in the air after a 360 ° rotation and fell back to their own backcourt, and then the main attacker in the backcourt jumped up, hit the volleyball with all his strength, 20 meters high and the double rotation of the ball fell together, equivalent to 1.55 times the speed of the bullet, the force is absolutely impossible to receive.

To be able to work together so perfectly, it takes 100% trust and the understanding of each other's strength and strength, the first to hit the ball not only needs strength, but more importantly, the control of their own strength, the slightest mistake in the pool, the ball will explode, or... fly to the opposing player.

In addition to having excellent dynamic vision, the coordination and balance of the body, jumping ability and accuracy of ball control must also be grasped, once the mistake may hit the ball to their own court, the high-speed ball will blow up the whole piece of wood in an instant, resulting in all 13 people falling into the water and failing.

Look, such a simple goal can launch so many potential dangers, should we say that those junior high school students have a good tacit understanding or should we say that they are arrogant? Well, anyway, they did achieve absolute trust, otherwise, they wouldn't have given such a serious ball to the two of them.

Absolutely trust ・・・・・.

Kimishima Ikuto let go of his hand and gently pushed your glasses, a treacherous lilac bloomed at the corner of his mouth, "It's really interesting, it's even more exciting than when I met Echizen a year ago." ”

"Ah, Kimishima, looking at you, it seems that you are very interested in them." The Pingshan of the same row spoke playfully, and a cluster of flames in his purple-black eyes quietly burst out, and it began to burn with the momentum of a prairie fire.

"Aren't you the same?" Kimishima Yudou's feet moved slightly to the right, his body bent slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked, "Well, I'm already starting to be interested." ”

Daqu Longci glanced at the two of them, habitually touched his eight-character mustache twice, and then bent down, the casual expression on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by solemnity and seriousness.

"Well, let's be serious, U-17," Goto Risa curled the tips of his hair, slightly tucked his eyelids, and his blue-purple pupils were hidden under the lenses, reflecting the thirteen people who looked increasingly serious on the other side, and the arc on the corner of his mouth quietly blurred, "I'm looking forward to it~"

"Ahhh~" Kintaro Toyama pillowed the back of his head with his hands bored, tilted his head and pouted, "Are the seniors of U-17 playing seriously, but I'm playing very seriously, how can I be robbed casually." ”

Hearing Kintaro Toyama's muttering, everyone in the Four Heavenly Treasure Temple couldn't help but sigh, that guy, in that posture to say that he was serious? Ghosts don't believe it.

Beep――

When the whistle blew, the thrower handed the new ball to Yuki Kitajima, and the referee said loudly: "Second ball, serve on Red Square." ”

"Well, Minister." Kitajima took the ball and turned his head to look at Sakuraichi with a shy smile on his face, "I'm really sorry that today's date with Fuji-senpai turned into a competition." ”

"・・・・・・" The white light on the Fujiwara lenses flashed, and with such a sentence, Rao was as cold as her, and the corners of her mouth faintly twitched.

Kan Sadaji in the back didn't know where to take out his notebook and write something down.

Rina Aihara's water-blue eyes blinked, and then, blinked again, and then, the corners of her mouth were called a twitch・・・・・

"Nana, Rina," Shoko Aihara turned her head to look at Rina Aihara and asked in a low voice, "What does Yuki mean?" ”

"Uh," Rina Aihara held back a smile and turned her head away from Shoko Aihara, "It's not interesting." ”

"Huh? What are you talking about? Kintaro Toyama looked at Kitajima, who was smiling shyly in front of him, and then looked at Rina Aihara, who was smiling and flushed with a smile, and couldn't help asking.

Sakura's face did not change in the slightest, it was still as indifferent as frost, her dark red pupils were slightly constricted, she looked at the blue field opposite without blinking, she didn't move or speak, the wind gently stirred the hair on her forehead, and after the shallow flutter slowly, she slid down a silver-white arc.

Glancing at Kitajima, Risa Goto couldn't help but be stunned by the movement of curling the ends of her hair, should she say that this is Sakuraichi's credit? As the so-called upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, Sakura's temperament is very dark, and these members of their department will more or less be contaminated with a little bit of her habits, especially her and Yanagi.

However, Kitajima should simply apologize to Sakuraichi, after all, her timid and weak character will never be able to learn the trait of being black, and she is also really sorry for what she is following today, so she will say this, but ・・・・・・ she won't divide the occasion? I have to say that simple people are really the most black-bellied, because... they don't even know when they have black bellies.

Kitajima's voice is a little small, only enough for people in the first and second rows to hear, of course, it is the first and second rows of the red and blue fields, and the third row can't be heard, let alone the people in the outfield, but・・・・・

"Ahh?!!!!h Little sister, you're dating that careful-eyed guy from Fuji!!!!! Mori Shouzaburo's voice suddenly exploded, "Impossible!" Fuji is short and tasteless, and he doesn't look good at playing, and he's very cautious, and if you mess with him, he'll definitely get it back, you know, he'll secretly add mustard to your meal, that thing doesn't eat people, and...

"Maori!" Companion also rushed over, covered Mori Shouzaburo's mouth, and scolded in a low voice with a little blush: "You guy, don't open your mouth, you have lost your face." ”