[Liuhua Tongren] I really want to say I love you loudly

The intensity of after-school training is greater than before, and the reason is nothing more than the winter college trials.

Sakuragi is sitting on the sidelines. His task today is very simple, basic recovery practice.

The nearly three-month recuperation forced him to follow the instructions of Coach Anxi and gradually restore his original state. Basic exercises are one of the most effective methods.

The rest is to watch the videos of each game and the practice games of the players. Apart from this, Coach Anzai did not arrange any more projects for Sakuragi.

The basketball team's practice didn't end until 08:30 in the evening, but the two mascot coaches and coach Anxi left early at seven o'clock.

Sakuragi, who formally participated in the group training, did not rack his brains to think about how to play as before, but was rarely quiet on the sidelines and immersed himself in the most basic exercises.

From dribbling, cutting and passing, his chiseled face is filled with only two constant expressions of concentration and seriousness.

Standing beside Sakuragi holding the score sheet, Akagi Haruko looked at his practice records, her white face with a little blush was showing some excitement and relief.

Obviously only half a year has passed, but Sakuragi has grown from a complete layman to a competent and professional basketball player.

time, so fast.

Using a mechanical pencil to draw a small person on the page of Sakuragi, Haruko smiled, then closed the record book, said goodbye to the first graders and walked out of the basketball arena.

Tomorrow, we will continue to work hard.

The lights in the basketball hall turned from on to off, and then back on again.

Sakuragi didn't go home, but returned here after everyone left.

Holding the basketball, he squinted his eyes, and then increased the strength in his hands, squeezing the basketball to make a weird rubbing sound.

"Hush...huh..."

Taking a deep breath of the air in the basketball arena, Sakuragi pointed the ball at the basket with one hand, and solemnly shouted: "Xiandao! Middle-aged man! Wild monkey! Erbing! The guy sitting on the bench! And so on and so on ! This genius Sakuragi Flower Road is back! Ha! Ha! Ha!"

Hanamichi Sakuragi's presumptuous but radiant fearless laughter echoed in the empty basketball court, and even the spotlights on the court became brighter than ever.

Just as Sakuragi's loud yelling came to an end, the newly painted green iron gate of the venue slowly opened from the outside, and under the light, short black hair was faintly visible.

"Yanghei? Why haven't you gone back yet? The family should be worried!" Grabbing the ball and running to the door, Sakuragi frowned and stared at Mito in front of him, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Ah no, today..."

"Flower arrangement! Here we come!" Before Mito Yohei could finish speaking, Takamiya, Okusu and Noma all appeared behind him, casting excited glances at Sakuragi at the same time.

"Haha! You guys!"

"Hey, take the money quickly, I said that Huadao boy will definitely stay by himself, don't look at him being so honest during the day, it's all an illusion, take the money and get the money!" Just as the excitement on Yingmu Huadao's face The moment Shiro just showed a hint of color, Noma's slippery and smug tone immediately made him feel ashamed.

Excitement turned into anger, and Sakuragi yelled angrily: "You bastards! Gambling with this genius again!!"

"Well, Huadao, Xiaogai Yiqing, Xiaogaiyiqing!" Responding to Sakuragi's anger indifferently, the three of the four members of the Sakuragi Legion suddenly showed almost identical smirks, and went up at the same time. Clasped his arms.

"Hey! What are you doing?! Let go of this genius! Hey! Ah! Bastard!"

Looking at the back of Sakuragi Hanamichi being carried away by the three of Takamiya with a smile, Mito Yohei raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his lips gradually softened.

Turn off the lights and lock the door, he has no extra time to pay attention to a figure standing in the shadows.

It was not until seeing Mito's figure disappearing at the corner leading to the basketball hall that Rukawa walked out from the not-so-spacious gap between the basketball hall and the teaching building.

He should have thought that when that guy returned to school, he would be surrounded by those four people.

asshole……

How could he have such a bizarre idea?

Rukawa rubbed his forehead with his hand, narrowed his eyes, put his cold hands (harmoniously) into the pockets of his school uniform pants, and left in silence.

That night, for the first time, he discovered a new emotion within himself: jealousy.

It was almost ten o’clock when we returned home after parting from the four members of the Sakuragi Legion, and kicking the small stones on the side of the road alone, Sakuragi walked through the alleys with a handbag under his arm and walked unsteadily to a two-way street. The high-rise rented building was downstairs, but it froze at the entrance of the alley across a narrow road.

On the opposite side of the road stood a boy leaning on a bicycle with a faint pearly white exhalation from his mouth. His bangs were too long, and the night was so dark that Sakuragi couldn't see clearly the almost transparent glowing photo that was white under the moonlight. What kind of expression is on the thin cheeks.

Not far away from the construction site, the sound of piling at a suitable pace, just like the heartbeat of a young man at this time, is clear to the ears and soul-stirring.

How many times have I fantasized about unexpected encounters and unexpected encounters, but I never thought that the [-] rehearsals in my heart are not as good as the night at this time.

There are no roaring trucks that make it hard to hear the other party's shouts; there is no spring breeze to decorate the romance that this moment should have. Although the figure of the other party is not clear enough, it is deep enough.

"Asshole fox..."

"Big idiot……"

The voices of the two resounded at the same time in the cold autumn wind on a moonlit night, startling a wild cat with tabby patterns. The wild cat arched its back angrily and let out a threatening cry, but it didn't care because it sounded like a baby crying. Not much power.

"Tch, I won't invite you up today!" Shrugging and walking across the road, Sakuragi let out a cold snort, expressing his attitude towards Rukawa.

"If you want to defeat me, you can't just practice aimlessly like this. This will only increase the burden on your body." Unceremoniously retaliated to Sakuragi's infuriating attitude, Rukawa's voice was louder than Qiu Ye The temperature is colder.

"Bastard! What did you say!"

The roar was mixed with the noise of alloy hitting the concrete floor. Under the moonlight, only about ten centimeters away from the front of the black hair, a fist was raised high, and a red head seemed to be condensed with a layer of fine mist.

"If you want to beat me, come to the stadium to find me tomorrow."

The sluggish temperature couldn't match the clear tone, Rukawa picked up his bicycle and disappeared into the narrow alley on a moonlit night, in Sakuragi's sight.

Punching hard on the telephone pole, Sakuragi didn't go upstairs for a long time.

That night, two teenagers suffered from insomnia, and the hearts of two teenagers were beating like wild horses, unable to control themselves.

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