[net king] light as fleeting

"Writing data." Fujiwara Ri was taken aback, but there was no big reaction on his face.

"Data," Azusa Sakurai heard the words, and quickly moved her head curiously, seeing the contents of the notebook spread out on the desk.Immediately, I couldn't help but burst out laughing, "What kind of data is this? What is this painting? The writing is pretty good. As for this painting. Has anyone else seen your painting?"

Fujiwara Ri was puzzled by Sakurai Azusa's smile, she wrinkled her face and thought about it seriously for a while, then nodded firmly, "There is someone."

"Oh, who."

"Clear and shallow."

"Uh, she." Sakurai Azusa knew who it was just by hearing the surname: "What did she say."

"pretty."

"...I understand. When she said it, did she deliberately emphasize her tone?"

"Yeah." Fujiwara Ri added again: "She still paused in the middle."

I knew it, a compliment against my heart.It's a pity that Itowara's comprehension ability, even if she was killed, she would not believe that Fujiwara could understand.Sakurai Azusa stretched out her palm, and patted Fujiwara Ri's shoulder reassuringly, "It's nothing, actually, it's really pretty, pretty...really."

In order to match the authenticity of the words, Sakurai Azusa nodded vigorously.

"Then why are you laughing?" Fujiwara Ri remembered Sakurai Azusa's first reaction when she saw the notes just now, and because of Sakurai Azusa's laughter, they also attracted puzzled stares from all around.

"Because it's so pretty."

"don't know."

"It's okay, you continue." Sakurai Azusa saw that he was fooled, and simply diverted Fujiwara Ri's attention.His eyes scanned the contents of the notebook again, and a guess suddenly flashed in his mind.Stretch out your index finger and point to the 'rectangle' holding the racket on the notebook, and ask suspiciously: "This is it?"

Probably not what she guessed.

"Ji..." Fujiwara Ri paused, thinking of Atobe's gloomy face, the volume dropped instantly: "It's Jingwu..."

In fact, Fujiwara Ri felt a little guilty after she finished speaking, but it wasn't because she called Atobe's name in front of Sakurai Azusa, but drew Atobe in the notebook as a rectangle.

Originally thought it would provoke Sakurai Azusa to laugh, but the other party was abnormally serious with a baby face, and patted her on the top of the head: "Well done."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and lay down on his desk, his shoulders kept shaking.

As a result, Fujiwara Ri began to hesitate whether to show the data to Atobe... the consequences of reading it...

……

Fujiwara Ri drew the class time of the two classes and planned the statistical table of the data, and spent the remaining two class time staring at the table in a daze, thinking about how to find the trick.

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Azusa Sakurai immediately tidied up the desk, and folded up the notebook papers that Ri Fujiwara had scattered on the table.Quickly put it into Fujiwara Ri's hand to let her be good, and rushed out of the classroom at a high speed.

Going out of the classroom door, Sakurai Azusa saw that Atobe was still in the classroom, talking with the teacher about something.

"Tch, I wanted to see his reaction first." Azusa Sakurai cast a helpless glance at the classrooms in the first group, and lay down by the window in the corridor as if discouraged.

"It's dangerous not to lie on your stomach like this." After hearing her words, Fujiwara Ri immediately thought of the paper in her hand.After hesitating for a moment, he planned to secretly put the things back on the desk while Sakurai Azusa wasn't paying attention.

"Why?" Sakurai Azusa couldn't let her sneak away so easily, when Fujiwara Ri took two steps, she grabbed her wrist: "I won't let you put it back."

"but……"

"But what?" Atobe looked displeased at Fujiwara Ri's wrist being pulled, stretched out his big hand, pulled the person out, and embraced him: "Don't get too close to her in the future."

"What are you talking about! You are ashamed to say such a thing, Xiaoli should not get too close to you. Hmph." Sakurai Azusa snorted disdainfully, walked around Atobe, and pulled back Fujiwara Ri's wrist: "At least I never hurt anyone, Atobe-kun~"

Atobe was yelled by Sakurai Azusa's last voice, causing the black line on his forehead to hang upside down, and he simply ignored her existence: "What are you holding in your hand?"

"This?" Fujiwara Ri didn't expect Atobe to notice the planning data paper she was holding so quickly, and secretly aimed at Azusa Sakurai who smiled treacherously, and said bravely: "Yes, the data written in the morning .”

"Let me see." Atobe stretched out his hand to take the data that Fujiwara Ri handed over with a stiff movement, and glanced at her suspiciously, wondering what this woman was doing.His eyes must be fixed on the paper, and the cross on his forehead kept protruding: "Don't tell me, there is a painting inside..."

Sakurai Azusa blinked her big eyes innocently, and pretended to glance at the paper in Atobe's hand, as if she didn't know it, she asked back, "Isn't it you?"

The staring eyes immediately turned to Fujiwara Ri, and the person who was stared at pretended to be confused and looked at the surging crowd outside the window: "I'm hungry..."

"Yes, no, the answer."

"Honestly, do you still have food...?"

"Have."

"Yes..." Fujiwara Ri looked at Atobe's sinking face, and murmured, "The stick figure behind you is also you."

Azusa Sakurai gave a curious 'oh', and pulled the paper in Atobe's hand.Turning to the last few pages, a stick figure with a mole on his face and a wretched smile came into view: "Hahahahahaha... This, this is worse than the previous rectangular man."

"But at least it looks like a human, isn't it?" Fujiwara Ri didn't understand why Sakurai Azusa was so funny, at least she thought it looked good to be human...

"In your eyes, my uncle is at least a person, isn't he?" Atobe said gnashing his teeth extremely.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Fujiwara Ri bowed her head silently and picked up her meal, but she didn't dare to look up at Atobe beside her.

The people at the surrounding dining table were even more cautious, for fear that innocent people would be drawn into the wrath of the Ministry of Finance.As for why Atobe was angry, it was as early as when Sakurai Azusa followed Atobe and Fujiwara Ri into the restaurant with a smile all the way, attracting many people to watch.

Ren Zu secretly took advantage of the opportunity to buy food, and asked Sakurai Azusa clearly.At this time, the eyes looking at Atobe were more mocking than sympathetic.

"Why, are you all free?" Atobe's face was blue, seeing Fujiwara Ri bowing his head and not daring to make a sound, his heart became even more angry.

"Not idle, aren't you just eating lunch?" Xiang Ri was the first to reply, and Shinozu naturally didn't tell him the truth about Atobe's anger.I really want to let Xiang Ri know that there is no need to eat lunch on this table.

Xiang Ri stretched out his paws carefully to protect the pudding on his dinner plate: "Let me explain first, I won't let you out this time."

With a sweep of Atobe's Yin Jie's eyes, Xiang Ri's aura immediately weakened.Tremblingly, he took the pudding on the dinner plate and handed it to Fujiwara Ri: "Agreed, next time, don't grab my pudding next time."

No one at the dinner table dared to answer Xiang Ri's words at this time, so blame yourself for answering.

A group of people waited for lunch in silence, thinking without sympathy.

As soon as the lunch was over, Fujiwara Ri, who lacked confidence, secretly took Sakurai Azusa away, leaving Atobe to go to the men's tennis club to continue to be angry, and hid in the bushes to catch up on sleep comfortably.

Returning to the classroom after regaining her energy, she was about to continue studying the data form when she suddenly found that she had put all the things she had written in Atobe's place.

I hope Atobe will not be angry when he sees it again...

Fujiwara prayed silently, took out a pen from the blank space on the desk, and re-wrote the text analysis. As for drawing pictures... for a short time, she didn't even dare to think about it.

……

Seeing Atobe with a calm face after school, Fujiwara Ri was a little unexpected. He thought Atobe would always be angry and sullen.

Atobe naturally knew what Fujiwara Ri was wondering about, raised his hand to touch the tear mole at the corner of his eye, and said arrogantly: "With my appearance, it is impossible to show it with your painting."

"kindness."

Atobe glanced at Fujiwara who was no longer speaking, and asked: "Is there anything else you want to say?"

"You are very good-looking, but when I was writing the data, I thought it would be better to briefly draw the scene at that time for analysis."

When Atobe heard the first sentence, he automatically followed the next few sentences of Fujiwara Ri: "Hmm. My uncle accepted this answer."

"Hey, Jingwu, do you think that if you close your eyes and guess the opponent's movements, do you have a high chance of success?"

"Not much." Atobe refused without hesitation.

"But last time I just closed my eyes."

"Last time was just your luck."

"..."

"How about concentrating on judging the authenticity of the action from the other person's expression?"

"Less likely."

"why……?"

"If the opponent is facial paralyzed, what do you think?"

"There are so many facial paralysis." Fujiwara Ri murmured dissatisfied.

"Tezuka Kunimitsu of Seigaku."

……

"It's the easiest way to let you focus on the opponent's movements." Atobe pointed to the theory written by Fujiwara Ri, and slowly explained to her: "Close your eyes, if you can do it, you can fight back The opponent's first goal, can you guarantee that the goal will definitely be scored?"

"On the court, once you miss the opportunity, it means you lose. When you open your eyes and catch the ball back from the opponent, can you guarantee that your speed and reaction can keep up?"

Fujiwara shook her head honestly.

"Then there is this theory, through the expression of the other party. Sometimes the expression on the face can also be used to deceive people. You should know this on the day of the banquet, right?" Atobe looked serious: "Can you learn from it?" See when they smile at you, are they sincere or fake?"

Fujiwara Ri frowned and thought about it for a while, then continued to shake her head honestly.Except for Yuanshan Zehua's mother who was the first to see, she didn't recognize anyone else.

"Then get rid of that thought."

"Oh." Fujiwara Ri rubbed the first piece of paper on the table and threw it into the trash can aside.

"..." Atobe twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, raised his hand and knocked Fujiwara Ri on the head: "I asked you to throw away these thoughts for me here, who told you to throw things away?"

"You didn't say so."

Atobe raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and decided to give up entanglement with this topic: "Then you wrote here, people's movements can sometimes be deceptive, are you sure you can tell the difference every time?"

"Hmm." Fujiwara Ri lowered his head and recalled the previous two battles, and continued to shake his head honestly.

"No matter how accurate the prediction is, you will still make mistakes. What you have to do is to get used to it, and look for the real moves after every fake move of the opponent. There are not many deceptive fake moves that can be reacted quickly on the court. , then you need to make up your mind first and carefully observe the opponent's hitting style."

"I tried." Fujiwara Ri lay on the table, feeling a little dizzy.

Atobe stretched out his hand and gently rubbed her head: "Let's listen."

"When I saw Qingqian playing with that girl before, I tried to observe her movements. She used to play a lot of movements." Fujiwara Li raised his face and rubbed the palm of Akatsubu, and then He grabbed his hand and put it under his head: "I also tried to see through the habitual movements of Atobu, but I didn't see it. I saw it a little bit, but the predicted ball paths were all wrong."

"That's because you are watching from the perspective of a bystander in the former, while the latter wants you to go to the court to observe in person." Atobe indulged Fujiwara Li in his palm, and did not lower his head to rub twice: "There is Sometimes you can see a lot of things from the sidelines, but when you're on the pitch, if you can't analyze it on the spot, it's of no use."

"Okay." Fujiwara Ri raised his head, blinked and stared at Atobe, and asked, "Is it true that you can't play tonight?"

"If you think you won't be able to get up tomorrow." Atobe seemed to have thought of something, and raised the corners of his lips evilly: "I can consider feeding you breakfast tomorrow."

"No." The temperature of her cheeks rose, and Fujiwara Riko refused in a low voice, then leaned back on Atobe's arm and continued to think.

It is necessary to analyze the situation on the court personally, Fujiwara Riko fell asleep lying on Atobe's arm while thinking about it.

Moving his slightly numb right hand, Atobe relaxed his movements and moved his arm out from under Fujiwara Ri's head.He took the coat that was set aside and covered it for her.

Shaking his numb arm, he walked into the field with a racket and trained alone.

After sleeping in a daze for more than half an hour, Fujiwara Ri was woken up by the dull sound of hitting the ball.

Looking at Atobe who was training on the court with sleepy eyes, Fujiwara Riko dozed off.

--'boom'

--'Snapped'

correct.Fujiwara stood up quickly, she remembered when she closed her eyes and hit the ball back last night.It seems that he heard the sound of hitting the ball first and was moving.

"Can I have a pen?"

Fujiwara Ri took the black signature pen from the maid, and began to scribble on the notebook again.Actions are deceptive, but with the power of hitting the ball, it will not be deceptive, right?

The strength of hitting the ball means the speed of the ball. No matter whether you are using a short ball or a high ball, there will always be a slight difference in the control of the power. This difference is reflected in the sound of the racket when it hits the ball.

So the few times before, she could accurately predict the path of the ball and hit the ball back. It should be the result of the subtle difference in the sound of the racket hitting the ball.

Words that relate sound to observation.Fujiwara Ri focused on writing and scribbling in the notebook, carefully summarizing the idea just now as a theory.

This method should be able to try tomorrow.

Full of confidence returned again, Fujiwara Ri looked at the theory written in the notebook and laughed blankly.

"Why are you smirking?" Atobe raised his hand and pressed Fujiwara Ri's head, seeing the small dimples on the corners of her lips, couldn't help but be seduced, stretched out his hand to poke, the soft touch was good.

"I just came up with a new idea." Fujiwara Ri ignored Atobe's small movements, spread out the notebook on the desktop, and held it high in front of Atobe.

The author has something to say: "There are so many facial paralysis." Fujiwara Ri murmured dissatisfied.

"Tezuka Kunimitsu of Seigaku."

ps: Actually, when I typed these two sentences myself, I already laughed 23333 times

Regarding the follow-up competition, I decided that I would post all the competitions...

The game is interrupted, something that tantalizes people's appetite, so wicked 233【This guy has been cheated many times TT

Thank you for the cute kids who commented, really thank you for your comments, I will seriously reply to every comment you leave for me【Thank you=3=Although you always reply very late.Don't hit me!