As soon as Oreki Crane arrived in the classroom, he opened his seat and lay down on the table with a look of lovelessness on his face. Hong Cunxiu, who was sitting on the side, raised his eyebrows in confusion. The boy sized up Oreki Crane, and said Asked coolly:

"Tell me, what stupid thing did you do again?"

Oremu Crane couldn't help sighing with Hongcunxiu's natural tone, how bad her image in Hongcun's heart was, but that's not the point, Oremuhe sat up straight suddenly, looking at Hongcun with eyes that seemed Glistening with tears, he looked pitiful, and the expression on Oreki Crane's face that was about to cry or not looked a little stupid:

"What to do! Xiu! I met a grandma in wolf's clothing! At first he was gentle, friendly and amiable, and then his true face was revealed. It's a wolf! It's a cunning wolf!"

In Oreki Crane's mind, he could still picture Heiwei Tielang wagging the wolf's tail, and that sly smile was a wolf!

She washed the dishes, mopped the floor, and dried his clothes yesterday!She was so virtuous yesterday that she wanted to reward herself with a little red flower!

"Huh? What stupid things are you talking about?"

Hongcunxiu couldn't understand Zhemuhe's incoherent words, what kind of grandma in wolf's clothing?

Although I know that Oreki Crane's Mandarin scores are not bad, but this guy has never been able to speak well, and when he speaks incoherently, what he says is even more inexplicable and subtly angry.

"I just felt like I was Little Red Riding Hood falling into a trap."

Oreki Crane leaned back on the table, rolled the pencils on the table, and muttered again.

That guy Kurobi made an agreement with her, he cooks and she cleans. Although this is fair, Oreki Crane still feels like he was being fooled.

"By the way, we will be training very late during this time. After you record Qingfeng's data, you can go back first, and you don't have to wait for me."

Oreki Crane usually walks with Hongcun Xiuzou. In addition to his usual late basketball club activities, she also joined the basketball club now. I didn't expect Hongcun Xiuzao to tell her that their training was even later! ?

"why?"

"Oh, the qualifiers for the National High School are about to start, and the training has intensified."

All in... Oreki Crane was stunned for a moment, and then he took the word apart to understand, ah, the national middle school competition...

"I see."

Oreki Crane nodded clearly, then she can be lazy again.

"Don't think you can be lazy."

Hongcun raised his eyebrows, piercing through Oremu Crane's secret thoughts lukewarmly, thinking about being lazy, but still confidently expressed it on his face, Oremu He drew his eyes and dragged out his tone of beating:

"Hey~~Obviously I'm just a bench rub, why are you staring at me so closely?"

Saying that, Oreki Crane propped up his chin, and said lazily:

"I asked, that Aomine and that beautiful manager named Momoi are childhood sweethearts, and Momoi can also record Aomine's data, so it's superfluous for me to record it."

"..."

Hongcun's slender knuckles tapped on the head of Zhemuhe, and the boy said coldly:

"I call it the best use of everything, don't waste your talents."

"what?"

Oremu Crane tilted his head, and he didn't understand the meaning of Hongcun's construction, talent?

What talent does she have?

"..."

Hong Cunxiu sighed inwardly, didn't this guy realize his talent and her strengths.

******

Even if Oreki Crane is a layman, she can tell that Aomine Daiki is quite strong. This young man is extremely good compared to others in terms of speed and technique. A third grader with a lot of experience throws a few blocks, a genius... ah, a genius.

Oreki Crane looked at the data he had recorded, and said that genius is not an exaggeration. The girl lowered her eyes, and an inexplicable deep meaning flashed through her green eyes, and she looked at the other boys on the court.

And... there is more than one genius.

"Hey, Oreki."

A gentle voice sounded in Zhemu He's ear, Zhemu He raised his head, the boy's tall height forced Zhemu He to raise his head very high, seeing the boy's gentle face, Zhemu He suddenly realized :

"Ah... Senior Takegami."

The boy's smile paused, and Oreki Crane reacted and immediately corrected: "No, Senior Takenaka!"

The boy twitched the corner of his mouth, and his gentle voice seemed a little helpless: "I am Takeshita, Takeshita Hiiragi."

Hearing Orewood Crane's words, Hongcun Xiuzou, who was standing not far away, wanted to blush for Oreki Crane:

"Bastard! I told you to remember people carefully! Takeshang is your front seat! Takenaka is the mandarin teacher! Don't listen to half of the yelling!!"

Then Hongcun Shuzo sighed and said apologetically to the gentle boy, "I'm sorry, Takeshita-senpai, this guy is not good at remembering names."

Takeshita Hiiragi is really a third grader. Even though Nijimura is the captain of the first team, he still respects the seniors of the third grade. Takeshita Hiiragi listens to Nijimura Shuzo and apologizes, but actually he doesn’t care about Oreki Crane’s attitude. Smile:

"It's okay, I'm not angry, but Oreki's shortcoming is quite cute."

The young man smiled softly and spoke softly, without any feeling of flirting, but it was really the senior's compliment to the junior girl. Xiuzou Hongmura still felt helpless when he heard Hiiragi Takeshita's real praise. Hongcun sighed deeply. He covered his forehead and waved his hand:

"Senior Takeshita, don't praise her, give her a little brilliance and she will be able to raise her tail to the sky."

Takeshita Hiiragi smiled on his handsome face. That gentle smile and gentle tone are easy to like and tempt people. Takeshita Hiiragi tilted his head and joked to Nijimura Shuzo:

"But what I said is true, Hongcun, don't you know? The third graders have been praising you recently."

"Huh? What did I do?"

Hongcun was a little puzzled, he obviously increased his training and made them exhausted, could it be possible that all the third graders have become m?

Takeshita Hiiragi has always found this captain very interesting. On the field, he is calm, calm, restrained and possesses leadership skills, but off the field he is unexpectedly kind and even easy to get along with, completely different from his stern and serious expression. The inconsistency, especially when Haizaki was violently beaten in full view, was even more surprising.

Takeshita Hiiragi frowned and said, "They praised you for bringing a beautiful school girl here, which added a beautiful scenery to the boring training, and they thought it was worth the more sweat."

"..."

Hongcun Xiuzao twitched the corners of his mouth, sweating... Hongcun couldn't help complaining in his heart, still sweating, this girl has been disgusting that this is a sweaty concentration camp, okay?

You sprinkle more, she hates it even more, maybe in her heart she is going to put a unified label on the third grade, a senior who smells like sweat...

Ah, Oreki Tsuru will definitely mark it like that.

"With a beautiful manager and now a beautiful recorder, we will be very motivated before we retire in third grade."

Takeshita Hiiragi jokingly said with a smile, he walked to Oregi Crane's side, bent down slightly, and when he bent down with a height of nearly 1.8 meters, he seemed to be able to wrap Oreki Crane in his arms. With a refreshing taste, he didn't realize that he was too close to the Zhemu Crane. He looked at Qingfeng's data on the Zhemu Crane's recording board, glanced seriously, and then praised the Zhemu Crane:

"Before, you didn't seem to understand basketball, and you were worried about whether you would find it difficult to record, but now it seems that I am worried."

Takeshita Hiiragi smiled with a deep meaning, the above Aomine's data is more complete and clear than he imagined, this new school girl unexpectedly remembered Aomine's data clearly, even... bored enough to keep recording A small portrait of Aomine painted on the board...

Takeshita Hiiragi looked at Aomine's data and showed a wry smile: "Aomine is really amazing."

Saying that, Takeshita Hiiragi looked at Aomine on the court, and smiled lightly in a gratified tone:

"With Qingfeng here, I will definitely be able to easily win the championship this year."

"..."

Oreki Crane closed her half-moon eyes, thinking boredly: Is it because Aomine is too strong or other schools are too weak.

As a student of Teiko High School, Oreki Tsuru has not yet realized how powerful Teiko High School is as a basketball powerhouse.

"Be careful!!!"

With a loud shout, everyone's attention was attracted by the sound. Oreki Crane raised his head and realized that the danger was shouted at him, because a ball flew straight towards him, and what was worse It was Qingfeng who was chasing the ball and rushing over. It seemed that the action without braking would hit him straight, and indeed, Qingfeng easily caught up with the ball and turned the ball back to the court, but he hit the ball. The table turned sideways on Oreki Crane's table, and the whole table was overturned. Takeshita Hiiragi really only had half of his outstretched hand left, and it was too late to protect Oreki Crane.

"boom!!!"

Aomine turned the table and chairs over, and Hongcun and Momoi rushed over together:

"Are you okay, Qingfeng?!"

"Ada?!"

Although Qingfeng fell to the ground, one foot was still on the chair, but he protected his hands and feet from the beginning, he stood up slowly, looking normal, he waved his hands and said with a smile:

"fine."

"That Oreki..."

Hongcun Xiuzou looked at Zhemuhe again, and when he saw this, he narrowed his half-moon eyes, not to mention that the girl Zhemuhe was troubled by Qingfeng, she jumped onto the table next to her nimbly, condescending, and He looked at everything with a little bewilderment.

"Ah...it scared me to death."

As Zhemuhe murmured, Xiuzou Hongcun twitched the corner of his mouth:

"Come down for me!"

"Hey!"

Orewood Crane jumped off the table, but the awkward posture made Hongcun Shuzou exclaim in shock: "How many times have I told you that when you jump, you have to bend your knees! You just jumped down and you thought you were a star. Kirby?!"

"..."

Oreki Crane's eyes wandered for a moment: "You are so long-winded."

Hong Cunxiu was a little weak. Last time, when he jumped off the table, the soft tissue of his ankle was contused? !

"what happened?"

Nijimura looked at the other people on the field. He raised his eyebrows when he saw Shogo Huizaki who was stunned and then turned his head away in disdain. Momoi helped Aomine up, and the second grader on the field hesitated to answer. road:

"We practiced three-on-three, Haizaki, when he tried to break through Aomine forcefully, the ball was thrown out, and then Aomine came to save the ball."

"Qingfeng, it's just practice now. Don't chase after the ball for me. Be careful not to get injured. You are injured now. What should you do in the official game?"

Hongcun rubbed the back of his head and said helplessly, Qingfeng squinted his eyes and twitched the corner of his mouth:

"Who was the one who said last time that you can't relax even in basic training!"

"Bastard! That's on the premise that no injuries are allowed!"

Hongcun pointed at Qingfeng and growled, but seeing Qingfeng's rebellious expression, Hongcun felt dizzy. As a team leader, Hongcun really felt that four very difficult first-year students came in. Village builder clicked his tongue:

"Akashi."

"what?"

Akashi, who was resting on the sidelines, of course noticed the situation here. When he heard Hongcun calling his name, Akashi raised his head slightly and was not surprised by Hongcun's sudden shout. Hongcun pointed at Qingfeng and said lukewarmly:

"Take good care of Qingfeng for me. If he gets injured before the official game, I will let him sit on the bench until the end of the game."

"Yes."

"Are you a devil!!!"

Qingfeng yelled!Tell him to sit on the bench until the end of the game? !This does not suffocate him!

Hongcun Xiuzhuo sneered, looked down at Qingfeng and said word by word:

"You can call me the Great Demon King."

Nijimura Shuzo crossed his arms around his chest. His stern face was as terrifying as Aomine's gloomy expression. Oreki Crane poked his head out from behind Hiiragi Takeshita, and the girl's leisurely tone interrupted the stalemate:

"Hey, Great Demon King, put this aside first, Qingfeng's arm is scratched, you can ask him to apply a potion or something first."

'She confidently called the Lord of Hong Village, the Great Demon King...'

Midorima pushed his glasses, complaining silently in his heart.

"Ah! Ah Da! The skin is broken!"

Momoi lowered his head and found that Aomine's elbow was scratched. It should be caused by rubbing against the ground when he just fell over. Aomine Daiki raised his hand and looked at his own scratched skin. It was not serious. But there is also some faint pain.

"Ah... this one, just stick a Band-Aid on it."

"No! It needs to be disinfected first, and then painted..."

Qingfeng frowned and dismissed the head in disgust: "What to put on, this kind of wound will be fine by licking it."

"Are you a beast!"

Midorima couldn't see Aomine's unhygienic behavior, so he couldn't help but growl. The serious expression of the young man was in sharp contrast to Aomine's indifference. Luma pulled the corner of his mouth and continued to growl:

"You should lick it for me!"

Qingfeng's scratched skin was on his elbow, and Qingfeng really stretched out his tongue to lick it, but no matter how he stretched out his neck or turned his arm over, he couldn't lick off his own wound.

"Al?"

"Ale, you are so tall! Will you die if you apply the potion obediently!"

Momoi grabbed Aomine and walked towards the lounge.

"It hurts, hurts, hurts! May, it hurts to death, let go!"

"..."

Zhemuhe tilted his head and looked at the two people who left. Hongcun felt that Zhemuhe's expression was a bit subtle, so he raised his eyebrows and asked:

"What's your expression like?"

"..."

Oreki Crane hesitated for a moment with puffed cheeks, and solemnly sighed:

"My childhood sweetheart is so scary."

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