New week, Monday, math class.

Some fat middle-aged and fat middle-aged teachers talked all over the place in the lecture hall.

Shirasaki Yoshigo, who had not listened to the class seriously at the beginning, could no longer understand and could not keep up with Fat Teacher's logic.

Turning his head boredly, looking at the uninhabited playground and the lonely flag outside the window, at this moment, a familiar tone appeared in Shiraki Yoshigo's mind.

A flash of inspiration, Shirasaki Yoshigo picked up his pen and began to record the memories that kept coming out of his mind.

The pen was written and drawn on an empty notebook like a dragon and a snake. The familiar words and familiar breath floated up from the empty notebook like smoke.

"…on the swing on the playground...only butterflies stop on it...on the blackboard, the teacher is writing chalk... and is still chirping and writing hard... waiting for get out of class to end... waiting for school... waiting for childhood in the game..."

"...The girl in the next class... Why haven't she passed by my window... The snacks in her mouth... The cartoons in her hands... The childhood of her first love... Are there gods living in the mountains... How many days are there... facing the sky alone..."

“…day after day after day…I hope to grow up…”

After writing the lyrics in my memory, Shirasaki Yoshigo raised his hand and stretched his waist, but his right hand touched the beautiful girl who was standing beside him at some point.

Shirasaki Shogo was stunned. He looked at it in a blink of an eye and saw that it was Kimizu Rei Ai, so he immediately stroked her hair with a gentle and clear expression.

Shirasaki Yoshigo, who had just withdrawn from his memories, became so gentle at this moment, without any of his usual vulgar and arrogant temperament.

The next to him, Kimizu Lianai was shocked by the eyes of Shirasaki Yoshigo in front of him for two seconds. After coming back to his senses, his voice was as gentle as water, but a little cold wind appeared.

"Xiangwujun, who is the girl in the next class?"

"Ah! What? What does it mean?"

"…The girl in the next class... why haven't she passed by my window yet..."

Uh~ Yukio Yuki immediately smelled a faint smell of acetic acid in an instant, and explained with a scattered smile.

"I heard a folk song before, just lyrics!"

"Xiangwujun, is this a folk song you wrote?"

“…”

At this moment, Shirasaki Yoshigo didn't know how to answer, so he could only nod and dared not admit it.

Then he silently said to Teacher Luo Dayou in his heart: Teacher, I have traveled through time. I will borrow it and I will carry forward it for you.

In the afternoon, after school.

Shirasaki Yoshigo and Kiyomizu Rei Ai walked into the basketball hall side by side, started the training program arranged by Coach Ichiro Kudo, and then held an in-team competition.

...

Yasuki Yoshigo and the Lily of the Valley Crow jumped up together. Yasuki Yoshigo grabbed the basketball first, threw it gently and sent the basketball into the net.

As basketball entered the net, the whistle sounded at the end of the match.

With a few teammates talking about "who performed the best" and "who scored the beautiful goal" in the match just now, a team bragging to each other and returning to the locker room.

When she walked out of the basketball hall, the girl Shimizu Lianai was already waiting at the door.

"Qingshuijiang, I won't go to practice swords today!"

"I won't go anymore. Tomorrow is a cultural festival, so I need to prepare a program."

"Show? Will you have a show tomorrow?"

"Well, piano solo."

Shirasaki Shogo looked at the girl beside him and didn't notice that the girl in front of him was still a literary girl.

"Xiangwujun, can you sing that folk song to me in the morning?"

"I really want to hear it?"

"Um!"

Looking at the girl with a bright gaze in front of her, Shirasaki Shogo also wanted to give it a try, so she took a sip of water.

Soon, a duck-voiced (exaggerated) sounded.

"…on the swing on the playground...only butterflies stop on it...on the blackboard, the teacher is writing chalk... and is still chirping and writing hard... waiting for get out of class to end... waiting for school... waiting for childhood in the game..."

It was a little awkward at the beginning, but slowly the sound became a little round and distant. This distantness came from another time and space, familiar and lonely.

After Shirasaki Yoshigo took the girl into the car, he waved goodbye with the girl's smile.

Shirasaki Yoshigo, carrying a basketball and a shoulder bag, looked at the neon lights that were lit up in advance, looked at the dark red clouds in the sky, and slowly moved away along the road towards his home.

When she got home, her mother had already prepared a large table of delicious food. Shirasaki Yoshigo put down the basketball and shoulder bag and started to eat it.

"Thank you, mother, I'm going to start!"

"Eat it, Xiangwujun!"

After dinner, walking the coco after a meal became a little habit for Shirasaki Yoshigo. He led the puppy to the park, and the crowds were surging in the park.

In the park at night, a large group of elderly people are walking here, and some young people are running at night in the park, which is very lively.

Looking at the hustle and bustle park, Shirasaki Yoshigo frowned and walked towards the basketball court of the park with Coco. There should be much fewer people there.

There are indeed many fewer people in the park basketball court, but there are also many. Many young people formed a wild team to play the 3V3 match, and there are also sparsely surrounding the old people watching the game.

Shirasaki Yoshigo turned around, found a place with few people, sat down, and landed his eyes on the court, and the puppy Coco also squatted beside Shirasaki Yoshigo.

On the court, the team of basketball players are average in their level and have little skills. The only thing that is reasonable is that they are very good at using their strong physical advantages and are not as good as theirs.

At this time, not far from Shirasaki Shogo, a middle-aged and long-haired man complained to the crowd playing basketball.

"A bunch of reckless men!"

Yasuko Yuki was a little confused and turned around and looked over, and the middle-aged man also found Yasuko Yuki Yuki looking at him.

So the middle-aged man moved over a few steps, sat next to Shirasaki Shogo, and said very familiarly.

"Don't believe it, they are just a group of reckless men. They have to play like this often. Their fingers, wrists, and ankles will definitely be damaged. They do not have the quality treatment of professional athletes, and there is no team doctor to relieve them and eliminate the sequelae."

"As time goes by, when you get old, all of these people will have back pain and leg cramps."

When Shirasaki Yoshigo almost laughed when he heard the saying "Sothes sore waist and back, his legs were cramped". He said: Brother, are you here to advertise?

Rakisaki Shogo did not continue the conversation, but asked.

"Brother, what's the name?"

"Misiji Jiro, my house is nearby, not far from your house. I often see you exercising in the park. To be honest, your body is not simple."

Upon hearing this, Yoshigo Haizaki looked at the man who called himself Mitsui Jiro with a bright look.

"not simple?"
Chapter completed!