My Sister is Fuji

Routine running and doing exercises, and then free activities.

Usually at this time, they are playing basketball.

But a very unfortunate thing happened before. There was a head hidden in the basketball.

It's okay not to think about it now, but it still leaves a shadow. Now they feel very uncomfortable when they see basketball, and they play table tennis instead.

Borrowed table tennis, many people gathered around a table.They like to borrow a pair of beats, a group of people gather together, take turns to compete, and whoever loses will play.

Su Mu stayed aside and watched quietly.

"Su Mu, are you coming?" said the male student who was just sent off while playing ball inside.

None of them had seen Su Mu play or participate in any activities, and they looked very withdrawn.

"I know a little bit, don't dislike me if I don't play well." Su Mu said with a look of embarrassment.

The boys waited for this sentence, "Come on!" Passing the racket and the ball, and stepping aside, Su Mu stood still and gave him the first serve.

Su Mu's eyes flickered under the lens, and he patted the ball lightly with restraint, and the ball bounced slowly, looking weak, like an old grandpa.

"It's too weak." The boy on the opposite side smiled, and Su Mu was wearing glasses. He was very weak and looked elegant, so he must not be good at sports.

The boy is serious, he will definitely not let the water go, he will abuse it back.With a sudden shot, the ball flew over, but Su Mu didn't catch it, and froze on the spot, as if he didn't react.

The boy smiled smugly, saying nothing.

This scene was replayed again, and the boy yawned in a boring way: "Su Mu, five balls down, and there are three more balls." Just after finishing speaking, the ping pong ball brushed past, and the boy's face was stiff.

Su Mu smiled and said, "There are still four goals."

The boy was angry, he took it for granted, and didn't react.But when he continued, he found that Su Mu had become a bit different. No matter how tricky the ball was, he would hit it back with ease.

Next, the boy won a ball; Su Mu let him the third ball.Then the boys can no longer win.

Aggrieved, the boy threw the racket on the table, and other boys came up to compete with Su Mu.

He didn't take it too seriously, thinking that Su Mu was just playing well in general.

Su Mu fought extremely anxiously with everyone, it seemed that there was a chance for everyone to come and go.

Whenever he loses, the boy will beat the racket unwillingly and say: "Almost!"

It turned out that some people vented their dissatisfaction with the intention of abusing Su Mu.

But they found that they couldn't beat him at all, and they didn't realize this at all, so they felt a little unwilling, like fighting a boss and almost killing him with blood, but in the end they died because of sweaty hands and misoperation .

Su Mu took it seriously, thinking that they must have been very unhappy if they lost the water to others.

That should be fine.

I don't want to lose this time.

Su Mu smiled and fought several times, making them lose without embarrassment.But in the end, Su Mu handed over the ball boringly, pretending that he was tired, and let the water go off stage.

It's not that I don't want to refuse directly, saying that I don't want to fight anymore.

But not like this, they were still unwilling to pester themselves to beat them and not let them go.

If it is said that their level is not good, it will provoke public anger, which is really a headache; some want to borrow a racket by themselves, saying that they want to have a serious game with Su Mu.

But this kind of behavior is as weak and boring as a baby who has just learned to walk, beating the calf of a strong man with his small fist.

Seeing their sincere smiles of victory, Su Mu also smiled.

A male classmate said: "You play very well, why don't you come with me after school."

"I would have said it normally. Unfortunately, I have some things to deal with after school." Su Mu said sincerely, "Next time."

"That's fine." The male classmate said, poking Su Mu's shoulder with his arm, "Hey, how did you hit that ball just now? Teach me."

"That's it..." Su Mu explained, and the boys also chatted with Su Mu.

The image of Su Mu in the hearts of the boys changed rapidly. It seemed that Su Mu was not as pretentious or hateful as they thought.

In fact, he is quite a nice person, a very serious and gentle person.

"call--"

A gust of cool wind blew, and the little flowers in the flowerbed next to the library fell over.

There was no longer a boy watching from the flowerbed, nor a girl watching the boy from behind.

Su Mu looked at the ping-pong being beaten back and forth on the ping-pong table, feeling very bored, and walked away.

"Su Mu, where are you going?" the boy asked. The rest of the boys looked over and it was Su Mu's turn soon.

"I'm a little tired. I'm going to buy a bottle of water from the canteen. If you want something to drink, I'll bring it for you."

"no need."

The boys continued to play, "Come back later, give me another shot, hurry up." The relationship with Su Mu has become much closer invisibly.

Su Mu hummed calmly. The place he walked was not a canteen, but a small forest nearby where few people passed by.

Su Mu took off his glasses, feeling deeply tired, sat on the dilapidated stone chair, lay down all over, without any smile, looking very gloomy, even more gloomy.

He touched the dent of the stone chair and observed quietly alone, which made him feel comfortable and happy.