[SD] Logic of Wild Dogs

The hustle and bustle outside the window sounded very far away. After class, the classroom was quiet, and a little rustling sound came from the seat by the window.The silver metal nib glides across the paper smoothly, and the blue-black ink forms a round and small font with a clear eye-"Xiangbei High School, Class [-], Grade [-], Qihaixue".

After quickly filling in the contact address and phone number, the tip of the pen suddenly stopped at the last stroke, and the hand holding the pen stopped in the air.

Qi Haixue looked at the table in front of her expressionlessly.Harada Cram School Enrollment Volunteer Questionnaire - lying innocently on the cover of "Detailed Explanation of High School Physics Sprint Exercises" - looked at her shyly.

There was a long silence... Qi Haixue sighed softly.

Tomorrow is the ability test for all subjects in the cram school.There should be no problem with exam results...but things like ideals... She casually tapped on the form with a pen, but her mind was thinking about the match schedule between Xiangbei and Wuli.

If the cram school exams are handed in ahead of time... Maybe I can still catch up with the second half of the game?I clearly said that I would work hard to support everyone, but because of things like cram schools, I never did it...

Qi Hai pursed her mouth in depression, and flicked her wrist habitually, the ink flew out from the nib of the pen, and a string of black dots were instantly printed on the column of the first choice.

"Ah!" Qi Haixue exclaimed softly.

"What's wrong, Qihai?" Boy B poked his head over curiously, still holding a nail polish brush in his hand, "Huh——A survey form for admission to higher education? Is there such a thing distributed in our class? Is it so early to investigate volunteers?"

"It's not from the class, it's the questionnaire from the cram school..." Qi Hai frantically found out the potion to remove the ink stain, and said while repairing it.

"There are such things in the cram school..." Mr. B looked curiously, "What major does Xiao Qihai want to apply for? For you, it doesn't matter what school you are in, right?"

"Where is it... Actually, I have no idea about volunteering." Qihai sighed.

Boy B grinned and said, "Haha, for volunteering, you just have to do what you like, you don't need to think too much!"

"Is there something you like to do...?" Qihai blinked in confusion.

"That's right, for example, I like to dress up beautifully, I like to apply nail polish, and then I plan to be a manicurist in the future~! It's that simple~!" Son B painted the last two pieces of nails in two or three strokes, candy The colored nails are shiny.She tilted her head from side to side to appreciate it, and suddenly stood up in shock: "Ah! I have an appointment with son A to go to Shibuya today, let's go first~! Goodbye~!" Son B patted Qihai on the shoulder, Bounce away.

"But the log on duty—?!"

"You can do whatever you want~! Please! Xiao Qihai~!"

"Hey...forget it."

The class journal was quickly filled out.

"What do you like to do...?" Qihai lowered her head and continued to look at the volunteer list, "What do you like to do..."

The tip of the pen moved and wrote a few Chinese characters, which were quickly crossed out by a horizontal line.

"No way... how can you only think about yourself so self-willed..."

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"Xiao Qihai~! What are you in a daze for?" The paper fan tapped Qihai's head lightly, "Someone asked me to come up to you~!"

"Hmm! Caizi..." Qihai rubbed her head, and put the questionnaire into the book, "Why did today's practice end so early?"

"Preserving physical strength on the eve of the competition is also a very important lesson!" Caizi suddenly grinned as if thinking of something interesting, "For some people, physical strength is indeed a problem."

"Hey, I heard..." Mitsui Shou walked over with a helpless expression.

Caizi stuck out her tongue: "Senior Mitsui?"

"Mitsui-kun... why are you here?" Qihai raised her head in surprise.

"Come to pick you up." Mitsui squeezed Qihai's face, "Fulfill your duties as a HERO."

Caizi teased and snickered: "It should be the boyfriend's responsibility, right?"

Mitsui Moten: "Uh..."

Qihai bowed her head: "Um..."

"Hey! Don't blush together, you two! You are boyfriend and girlfriend!" Caizi couldn't laugh or cry.

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Maybe because of being teased by Caizi, Qihai has been relatively silent on the way to the cram school.

Mitsui rolled his eyes, and coughed lightly: "Nanami?"

"Ok?"

"Why don't you speak?"

"Oh, I just... thought about something."

"What are you thinking about?"

Nanami raised her head, Mitsui's white shirt fluttered in the summer breeze, and the afterglow of the setting sun dyed her black hair golden.

Suddenly, the running back of this person appeared in my mind—on the court, in the morning and at night, the back of this person carrying his dream and working hard...

Suddenly Qihai was speechless, she lowered her head sullenly: "...it's nothing, it's all my own random thinking."

[Are you thinking about it...?Does this guy who has always been straightforward, clumsy and upright, have things he doesn't want to say? 】

Mitsui smiled slightly: "It's fine to talk about it casually. I want to know anything as long as you say it."

"Really?"

"of course."

"Mitsui-kun..." Qihai tugged at Mitsui's shirt hesitantly, "Mitsui-kun, have you thought about what you will do in the future?"

"In the future? Let me think about it... In the past, I probably just went to a third-rate university, was kicked into some company by the old man, and finally inherited the family business without interest, and became an arrogant prodigal son, right?"

"Eh--?"

"Are you surprised?"

"No, it's just that I accidentally discovered that Mitsui-kun has such a clear and realistic understanding of his future..."

"Hey, I also have self-knowledge!?"

Mitsui's protest only got Nanami a chuckle.

Curving the corner of his mouth, Mitsui looked at Liu Yun in the sky: "Actually, it won't change now. I was admitted to university, then kicked into the company by the old man, and finally inherited the family business without interest...but it's different."

Mitsui paused - yes, it's completely different.

"Because of basketball." Qihai added softly.

"That's right." Mitsui smiled confidently, "Although I wasted my studies, I won the county competition and then entered the national competition... Basketball special enrollment can always be expected."

"Then I continued to play basketball for four years in college..." During the time I could squander, before being helplessly swallowed up by the adult world and social responsibilities...

"I like basketball." He said lightly and softly, "Now, I just want to play basketball well."

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【Mitsui-kun, he already has such a profound awareness...】

【In order to realize my dream... I have worked so hard...】

"Yeah." Qi Hai suddenly hugged the person in front of him, and buried her head on the man's back, "Hmm... I know."

As if suddenly realizing something, Mitsui tilted his head unnaturally, his ears were burning red: "That...so!"

He said loudly in disguise: "So, the key is to win the county competition first and enter the country!"

Qihai also nodded vigorously: "Hi! I will try my best to cheer for Mitsui-kun and everyone!"

"Uh...you don't have to work so hard..."

"No! I will definitely do my best!"

"Ah...that..."

"Please look at mine!"

"No... Seven Seas..."

The bicycle carried the two of them gradually away, only Xia Feng sent indistinct words.

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Classes in the cram school were still progressing quickly, chalk circled a formula fiercely on the blackboard, and Harada pushed his glasses: "Okay, it's already too much to cram all these into your minds today. I don't need to say anything else , you all remember the quiz from the weekend - don't forget to fill out the questionnaire! Class dismissed!"

"goodbye teacher!"

"Questionnaire..." Qi Hai habitually looked through her schoolbag, but she couldn't find the damn questionnaire.

"Huh—?" Qihai looked up and tried to remember.

"...Ah!" She clapped her fists violently.

·

At the borrowing office of the Hiratsuka City Municipal Library, the uncle administrator frowned: ""Detailed Explanation of High School Physics Sprint Exercises"? Well, aren't there still a lot on the bookshelf?"

"No, I have a very important form in one of the books, not the ones on the shelf. Has anyone borrowed this book today?" Qi Hai spoke quickly and urgently .

"I'll check..." The administrator flipped through today's borrowing records, "There was indeed one that was borrowed this afternoon."

"That is?"

The administrator spread the borrowing record in front of Qihai's eyes: "This is it, Xiangyang High School, Class A, third grade, Huaxingtou."

"Xiangyang, is the flower shape transparent?" Qihai looked at the stiff signature on the record book, "Where did you hear this name...?"

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[The morning of the ruthless and unjust drama:

The study room on the second floor of Fujima Mansion.

Kenji Fujima glanced at the book in the hands of the person opposite: "Detailed Explanation of High School Physics Sprint Exercises? Has the Harada cram school started a comprehensive review?"

"Well, it's already the second round of comprehensive review." Huaxingtou said lightly.

"The second round of comprehensive review..." Fujima clicked his tongue in surprise, "As expected of Harada's cram school."

"It's nothing, isn't your private tutor also making fast progress?"

"That's just the first round of comprehensive review." Fujima shook his head and stood up with a smile. "I'm done drinking orange juice. I'll go get some more."

"En." Hua Xingyan didn't raise his eyes, and the pen was still working on the exercises non-stop.Huaxing's habit is to finish ten questions before referring to the detailed explanations to compare the answers, but today he stopped early.

Turning to the next page with your fingertips, a familiar form appeared in front of you.Well-formed handwriting, clean and tidy filling, but left ink stains on the most critical line.

"First choice, Dongda Medical College..." Hanakata carefully recognized the crossed-out handwriting, "Second year Xiangbei High School, Qi Haixue... Dongda Medical College, clearly has a high ambition...why did you cross it out again? "

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Fujima opened the door with a tray.

Huagata subconsciously hid the form: "No, it's nothing."

"Oh, I took some snacks." Fuji continued nonchalantly, "By the way, Hanakata, I tried to make baked cookies, do you want some?"

"Tengzhen." The tall boy put down the book in his hand and pushed his black-rimmed glasses, "Thank you very much, but you know I don't eat sweets."

He seriously looked at the scorched black thing called "baked cookies" on the plate, with a hint of helplessness in his tone: "Of course, cooking is also one of the ways to relieve stress, but take failed works as treats." It would be inappropriate to take out the way of the guest.”

There was an awkward silence.

Fujima said lightly: "This is already the most successful work in a month."

Huaxing: "...Oh, let me eat and see."