“15-0”

The goal that was determined to be won was simply scored by the snow, and such a huge gap made Miura's face a little ugly. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Under the snow, you don't have to be in such a hurry to score, it's better to warm up fully first."

Qianyu turned her face sideways and smiled at the snow.

"Warming up is very important."

Qianyu, who was already planning to play a full game, pinched the grid, and there were some visible impurities in his gentle smile, "It's not good if you suddenly have cramps." ”

"It's better to end this boring game as soon as possible. When I saw her face, I remembered my classmates who wanted to anger me at the beginning, and it was exactly the same. ”

Seeing that Qianyu's state was not quite right, he didn't say anything more under the snow, but simply dealt with one serve and counterattack after another.

So, in the next game, Qianyu was basically in the state of OB. At most, it is out of reach under the snow, and it flutters back to a ball that makes the opposite side unable to exert strength.

Most of the people who came to watch the battle had not been in contact with the snow. From the perspective of an onlooker (an adolescent boy), the elegant and beautiful kaolin flower is showing its heroic side. This sense of distance with a heroic and mysterious atmosphere is the root of attention and jealousy under the snow.

The score gap between the two sides slowly narrows between the fierce back-and-forth of your back-and-forth.

Running back and forth under the snow in the stadium gave the illusion of being a fairy, and her dancing steps became the best show on stage. It's the existence of a thousand trees.,Occasionally, I get a "why are you still on it" gaze that comes from nowhere......

"It's amazing, under the snow."

Just after Xue Nai's light and elegant jump, Qian Yu also picked up the racket and praised.

"It's not going to end anytime soon, though."

"If possible, I'd like to ...... too. But that's not possible. ”

Another brisk and neat ace ball, he said as he adjusted his breathing and under the snow.

"I've been able to do anything easily. For example, most of the skills such as tennis can be mastered to a considerable extent in about 3 days. ”

"So, don't you have any physical strength?"

For the conceited past under the snow, Chikaku quickly found the point.

"That's right, that's why I didn't warm up too much...... In the competition, every piece of energy I have is important. ”

For a moment, Qianyu had the feeling of seeing a real-life version of the marmot princess, the little princess who was locked up 1,200 meters underground, but she could play the violin to the master level just by watching and listening......

"I hear it all."

Miura, who was just in turn to serve, showed a rather aggressive and hideous smile, "It looks like it's going to be over soon~"

Miura said in an aggressive tone as if he was about to shake away the previous sulk. Hayama next to him also laughed.

With a "bang", the ball flew past the snow, just one ball away from the white calf. With this level of ball accuracy, it is quite a dangerous distance.

However, the second goal was intercepted by a thousand blockers.

“またまたたね”

"Ah, I used to be abused by that stinky boy a lot, in fact, I wanted to try to talk about it."

Qian Yu smiled and watched the score equalize again. However, the sense of battle in Miura's eyes was better than before.

"Well, everybody's working hard. Don't take it too seriously, anyway, if you're having fun, let's end it in a draw."

In this tense atmosphere, Hayama intervened.

However, this kind of situation is really difficult to contain.

"I said Falato, what did you say? Since it's a competition, how can you do it if you don't take it seriously? ”

I understand, our Miss Miura wants to fight to the end and divide up and down.

"Can you almost calm down?"

The voice of displeasure under the snow landed steadily on the field, and before Miura could speak, he continued: "This man will handle the game, you better admit defeat honestly." ”

Because of a sentence under the snow, the scene instantly fell silent. The rest is probably the cheering of Hihama full of anticipation...... In other words, such a loud cheering made Qianyu feel a little embarrassed.

"Hey, ...... under the snow"

Although how they will lose the game next, Qian Yu has already calculated before. But now that everyone is in full view, it is really difficult for Qianyu to clean up the other one.

"Listen well, although I can also speak falsely or lose my words, I have never told a lie."

Since he said so, it is naturally impossible for Qianyu to let Xue Xia lose.

So, go for it as planned.

After exchanging serves, Qianyu still had a light serve. In the face of Miura's mocking and neat response, Chikazu pressed the ball to a position close to the baseline with a backhand.

However, it was still a soft shot.

Chitomi has been deliberately controlling his position close to the net, but in contrast, Miura is running around on the baseline by the tricky landing point of the tennis ball. Hayama? He is also in charge of the near net position, and although the ball is light, the speed is not something that Hayama can reflect at this distance.

In this way, under the playing style of Qianzhu's continuous feeding of the ball, the two sides bit the score very tightly back and forth.

Although the scene is relatively lively, the range of activities of the thousand trees is not large.

"You're really bad......"

Standing in the back court under the snow while recovering his strength, he frowned and watched Qianyu do swing training in front.

"I didn't say it, but you should be able to understand that I'm letting you win the game neatly, rather than playing here with a deuce."

"Why, I'm a lion fighting a rabbit with all my might."

Chikashi, who responded to the questioning under the snow, did not look back, and still faced Miura, who was gradually exhausted, with a smile mixed with impurities.

"That's right, under the snow. Remember what I told you—"

Chikaku, who was chatting on the side, suddenly released a short ball, and Miura, who had already developed the inertia of thinking, still chased the ball back.

But this time, Qianzhu changed hands and released a high lob ball.

As soon as this high lob came out, Miura was already happy to start adjusting his position. It seems that he wants to sprinkle all the qi he received from running around the bottom line for a long time on this smash.

Miura, who was being held by Chikazu to chase the ball for a long time, her calf muscles were already under too much pressure and very tense, and changing to a backward running style could easily cause cramps.

This is calculated by the millennium.

Miura, who was hampered by throbbing pain, would lose her balance, but by then she was almost at the landing point. Hayama Hayato, who is also concerned about the situation of the landing point, will find out that something is wrong as soon as possible, and with Hayama's action, he will have time to protect Miura.

However, just as Miura was running towards the landing point, a gust of wind suddenly blew on the court, which changed the landing point of the ball.

Hayama, who also paid attention to the high hanging ball, ran to the new landing point for the first time.

This was the right judgment for the game, but it was not what Qianzhu wanted to see.

"Miura!"

Hearing Qian's shout, Hayama also turned around. But it was too late, because by this time Miura had already fallen to the ground.

"Damn ......"

Chiba scolded secretly, and immediately grabbed the first-aid kit from Tozuka's side and ran towards the opposite field.

Behind him are Yukino under the snow, Yui Yui Yuhihama and Ayaka Tozuka.

"Get out of the way."

Brushing aside the thousand trees in front of him, he snatched the first aid kit with his hand, walked to Yumiko Miura, who fell to the ground, under the snow, and asked in a low voice.

"Big husband?"

At this time, Hayama was busy stopping other friends who wanted to rush over. Because Miura landed on his side, the possibility of a fracture cannot be ruled out. The experienced Hayama saw that he also ran over under the snow, so he immediately got up to stop the others who wanted to get close.

"Shhh

Miura raised his arms slightly, but the movements looked a little narrow.

Carefully straightened Miura under the snow, "Don't move yet, is there any pain in the elbow joint?" Because holding the ground with one hand can hurt here. ”

"No, no."

Calmed by the serious expression under the snow, Miura didn't say much.

"Yumiko, big husband?"

Yubihama also leaned over and looked at the abrasions on Miura's palms and arms with a distressed expression.

"It's okay, Yui is too exaggerated......"

“…… Well," after examining the shoulder and elbow joints thoroughly, Snow Bottom confirmed, "just a little bruising." It is important to do the debridement process quickly so that it is not easy to leave marks. ”

Skillfully took out gauze and disinfectant from the box, and gently held Miura's arm under the snow and reminded, "It may hurt a little, you bear with it." ”

The plain white fingers lightly touched the gauze, but because of the presence of alcohol, the wound was still hot and painful.

However, Miura is not a pampered eldest lady, and this pain can still be endured.

It was inadvertently brushing her hair that hung down under the snow, which made her a little itchy.

"Thank you, thank you, Yukishita-san......" Yumiko scratched her blushing side face unnaturally.

"No, I've only done the most basic treatment, you'd better go to the health room and ask the teacher to take a look."

"I'll send you there, Yumiko."

Hayama walked over and helped Miura up, nodding to the side under the snow.

And the onlookers also walked to the classroom with Hayama and a few people.

"I'm going to see Yumiko......"

Yubihama is also worried about Yumiko's injury, so he decides to follow him to the health room. With her is Ayaka Tozuka.

"Then I'll go back too......"

Because the main master of the training left, Hikiya Hachiman also silently followed the trend of going back to the classroom.

After a while, there were only two people left on the tennis court.

"Are you...... Deliberately? ”

Under the snow, he silently walked to Chiba, who was picking up tennis balls.

“…… Ahh

"Poor"

It was just an accident. Originally, in the calculation of the thousand trees, Miura would be protected by Hayama, and as a football club, Hayama was still quite good at defending against falls. The expected result is only that Hayama completes a thrilling heroic rescue of the United States, and Miura only has a calf cramp at most......

But it's useless to talk about that.

"Will it leave a scar?" Chiba asked.

For girls, this is a big problem. Especially girls like Miura, I'm afraid they care a little more.

"Probably, no"

There will be no scars, but there will be some marks, which may not be noticeable, but they will happen.

"But," the characteristic cold voice under the snow faded away, "this is too much. ”

didn't chase up to explain, Qianzhu just quietly picked up one ball after another and swung his racket into the ball frame. Because of the spin on the ball, the ball that fell into the pile only turned sideways in vain and quieted down.

After everything was packed, Qianyu walked slowly back to the door of the club's activity room.

"Knock knock—"

The so-called knocking action can be understood as a reminder when it is half-open, and it will become an inquiry when it is fully closed.

The small voice inside paused noticeably, but soon became more pronounced.

After about half a minute, the sound of clattering footsteps became clearer through the door panel.

"Eh, it's Kinoshita-san, I'm sorry."

Yuhihama's face was flushed, and his eyes were a little dodgy, but he also let go of the entrance position.

A little inner, under the snow, who had changed into his uniform, was pulling the curtains open.

"Hair," Chikaku pointed to Yukino's left neckline, "tangled." ”

"Yes, thank you."

Deftly combed his hair, and nodded in thanks under the snow.

"I've packed all the equipment, I'll tell you...... Well, the lunch break is almost over, so I'll go straight back. ”

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Youth, just these two words, can evoke people's infinite reverie. The teenagers and girls in it can't accurately describe this state of life, and the adults who were kicked out of the circle still miss the time. But I didn't think much about it. Watching comedy, drama, farce, tragedy, or romance comedy after comedy, I came to the conclusion that it all means nothing to the onlooker. Only by facing all this, whether it is crying, laughing, singing, or noisy, it will eventually become a memory. Eat well, sleep well, study well, chat well, quarrel well...... Then, watch the ordinary every day keep flowing out of my hands. Even if you can't cry, even if you can't laugh, even if you can't sing, even if you can't love someone, even if you have nothing, all this will eventually become a memory. Because, although we will eventually finish this road, it will not prevent us from enjoying the scenery on the side of the road. Living in the middle of their youth, they are doing their best to brew their own good memories.

I don't hate such youth.

If there's anything I still get out of this youth, it can be summed up as -

At this point, Qianyu stopped writing. He took out another piece of paper, removed the last sentence from the previous text, and copied it as it was.

Put it in a school bag in good condition and use it as an essay that was rewritten by Shizune Hiratsuka. Then the last sentence was completed on the first sheet of paper.

"For me, this youth is nothing more than にせもの"

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Do you think this chapter is a little bit longer...... Well, it's actually Lingguan who recently wants to try to break through the word limit essay. Because there is no margin for manuscripts, it is quite dangerous to do so. I am grateful for your continued support by giving it a bold try today (in fact, we also know that there is nothing brilliant about it...... Manual squint despises yourself). How to say it, since we have signed it, we will definitely work hard, whether it is the story or the speed. As for the target, it's 500 for the time being. As for the update, at least there won't be a god-like situation like 567 months...... Well, it's still July...... Then the above is a summary of the usual volume. Recently, the Pure Land of Bliss brush has flown (this kind of house dance with its own sultry is really ...... cough cough cough, nothing), then we'll see you tomorrow~~