[Black Basket] Never expected

I didn't even have the courage to look up to see Ryota's reaction.

In the quiet room, there is only the beating sound of the second hand of the wall clock "tick".

"Really, what are you talking about." He forced a laugh from his throat, and then sighed loudly.I quietly raised my eyes and watched his reaction from the corner of my eye. He was holding his head in distress.

It is precisely because he always treats me with a tolerant attitude that does not seem like a child, which makes me feel more sorry for my willfulness.

The spoon pokes across the surface of the ice cream.

"Because I broke up with Sakamoto, I was in a bad mood. When I answered the phone, I didn't speak in a bad tone, and even hung up the phone without authorization. At the beginning, I also had a very bad attitude towards you who came here to make me happy." These words circled around my mouth for a few times Back and forth but still unable to speak out frankly.

"Since you feel sorry, come and watch my game tomorrow."

"Huh?" Hearing his sudden request, I raised my head subconsciously.

The model's brows were frowned, and her slender but very strong index finger touched my forehead, "You don't remember what others said at all. There will be a practice match with Xiao Heizi's school tomorrow morning."

Ah!

So it looks like he did text me about it before.Because there is a game, I can't skip today's part work, and I can't go home with me-by the way, I asked me in an exaggerated tone if I want to watch the game.

The magnified excess of self-consciousness driven by depression made me completely ignore his invitation.

The memory is restored instantly.

But for the competition in the morning... the schedule of the third graders was dense and chaotic. Under the bombardment of endless tutoring and temporary tests, I couldn't give an answer immediately that I would definitely go.

Not to mention basketball, although it is true that boys who play basketball are handsome, but I am completely ignorant of sports, and I really have no interest in basketball itself.

My hesitation did not last long.

"Well, if you really don't have time, there's nothing you can do. I wanted you to see how I play basketball. After all, Sister Hina has never been to my game..."

Hearing him say this, I realized later that it seemed to be true as he said. Ever since he started playing in the second grade of middle school, either because of lack of time or because the distance was too far, I didn’t even go to his game once. Pass.

Not once.

Although I was also a student at Teiko Junior High School, I had already graduated from that school when Ryota entered the second grade; it is exactly the same as the current situation, he as a first grader and I as a third grader can go to the same school The time is just one year.

If you go to a university in another city later, you will have even fewer chances to meet each other.

Thinking of these, I suddenly felt a deeper melancholy than being dumped.

"Okay, okay." Putting all the scruples that need to be considered behind me, I gritted my teeth: "Tomorrow morning, I will definitely go!"

"Eh? φ(゜▽゜*)!" The model's eyes were shining brightly.Destroying the image is indeed a matter of a second.

I couldn't help but raise the corner of my mouth, "I'll watch it no matter what, that's the deal."

Liang Tai's dark pupils suddenly lit up.

——He must be too easily satisfied.

The idol who is used to being admired by female fans shows this expression just because an ordinary girl gave him an affirmative answer, and my heart was immediately filled with some kind of indescribable bitter emotion.

That night, he repeatedly confirmed with me several times, and he left in satisfaction after getting all the answers "Don't worry, I swear to the magician that I will go."

In order not to forget the appointment to watch the game in the rush, I also specially set a reminder on my phone.

I thought it would be foolproof, but I didn't expect that before the morning reading class started the next day, Mr. Fujii hurried into the classroom with the test paper in his arms, turned around and wrote "Mathematics Test" on the blackboard without saying a word.

There was a low wailing in the classroom immediately.

Having been a teacher for many years, Mr. Fujii must have practiced a golden bell for a long time, turning a deaf ear to everyone's dissatisfaction. Like a machine programmed to move.

The weather outside the window was pretty nice.I looked in the direction of the indoor basketball court. Although the distance was far away, I could vaguely hear the hollow echo of the basketball hitting the ground.

Looking back at the math test paper filled with densely packed questions, I suddenly felt the malice of the world.

As soon as Fujii-sensei walked past me, Rina in the front seat took the opportunity to turn slightly and winked at me.

Judging by the shape of her mouth, she should be saying "please this time".

The blood vessels under the temples were throbbing uneasily.

I clasped my hands and fingers in front of my chest, looked up at the sky, and said silently in my heart: everything I do is based on the love I grew up with since I was a child!Please forgive me, Kami silly mother!

The questions are more difficult than the previous tests, and I have been silently thinking about whether I will have time to watch the game after the test is over, so when I get nervous, a bunch of numbers in front of me immediately wrestle together. For more than ten minutes, my brain was almost blank.

Rina tapped her fingers on the desk impatiently.

The more anxious I was, the more I couldn't answer the questions well, and for some reason, my stomach began to throb, and the pain, which ranged from mild to gradually aggravated to unbearable, spread along the spine to the top of the head.

The palm of the hand holding the pen began to sweat.

There is also a sticky discomfort in the back.

Looking at the messy calculations on the draft paper, I simply put down my pen and looked up with a long sigh.The recent love and academic fortunes have really been extremely bad.It seems that before going out next time, you must realize the morning divination.

I gave up the last big question, and after looking around, I was sure that Mr. Fujii was not around, so I carefully reached into the drawer, took out my phone and started editing the answer.

As soon as the work was about to be done, a loud cough suddenly came from behind without warning.

I was startled, my hand shook slightly, and the phone fell from between my legs to the ground in the blink of an eye, and immediately made a crisp sound.I bent down to pick it up in a panic, and during the movement, a cold palm fell on my shoulder.

I looked up, and Mr. Fujii's sharp eyes were staring at me motionlessly through thick lenses.

Before I could react, she quickly picked up my mobile phone, her eyes only stayed on the screen for a second, and then her whole face froze like an ice sculpture.

Her voice was terribly low, "Hengshan, come to my office after the exam."

I took a deep breath, and finally let out a single syllable: "Yes..."

Teacher Fujii walked back to the podium quickly on stilettos with my mobile phone in hand. After passing by Liang Nai, Liang Nai quickly turned around and pouted at me. From her eyes, I saw the word "idiot".

Half an hour later, I walked into the office with heavy steps under the gloomy gaze of Mr. Fujii.She angrily threw the collected test papers on the desk, staring at me as if two clusters of flames were burning.

She stood facing me with her hands folded across her chest. Her proud height after wearing high heels made me completely shrouded in the shadow cast from her body, and even the temperature around her suddenly dropped.

"Hengshan! As a subject representative and a third-year student who is facing entrance exams, I am very disappointed in you that you are still doing such a thing!" She slapped my mobile phone on the table, making a loud noise All eyes in the entire office were instantly focused on me.

I wanted to lower my head and pretend I didn't exist, but Teacher Ye Zhong at the next table noticed me immediately. The young teacher held up the handout and covered it to his mouth, with a rather disbelieving expression: "Isn't this Hengshan from Group C?" What's wrong? That kid usually looks very cute..."

Mr. Fujii's tone of reproach was a bit more serious, "I thought Yokoyama was a rare good boy, but he can still do things like cheating when he's nervous..." She exhaled forcefully, " Really... I don't know what to say to you anymore!"

I didn't dare to raise my head to see the reaction of Teacher Ye Zhong and Teacher Fujii, I bowed deeply at [-] degrees and said, "I'm very sorry!"

"terribly sorry--!!"

At the same time, a loud male voice suddenly sounded in the office.

Looks like I'm not the only one facing this embarrassing situation...

I straightened up, and right in front of my line of sight, a certain familiar boy kept bending over to Teacher Maeda, who was in charge of the Chinese classes of Group C and Group A.

And the boy who apologized so hard...

If I'm not mistaken, he should be in the same class as Sakamoto...Kasamatsu?