School.

The Kitahara Nanfeng and Natsume Mio are separated.

After a pleasant time playing with your phone.

The class morning meeting was ushered in.

"Hey... the annual football technician conference will be held on Friday. Girls are basketball, while boys are football. Basketball is a two-item. Please join us actively."

In Kitahara Nanfeng's impression, it seems that Mr. Watanabe, who hadn't seen for a while, stood on the podium, holding a familiar folder and knocking on his shoulders, looking like a big sister: "The rules of the basketball skills conference are still the same as last year, and they are arranged randomly by the opponent's school in terms of classes. Students who have not participated remember to come and work hard. Even if the basketball skills are lost to the elderly, we cannot lose."

"Hey... Is it the premise that we lost before the fight started?"

Teacher Watanabe asked his soul: "Then did you win last year?"

"It's too much... to reveal the scars." A girl sitting in the front row complained.

"Stop it, it's obvious that you can't do it yourself, I'm just telling the truth."

Teacher Watanabe smiled, then looked at the classmate who was sitting on the other side, Kitahara Nanfeng knew, and seemed to call Shigeta Kuiharu: "In addition, sports committee member Sang, please hand over the confirmed list as soon as possible."

"I can't get all the people together, teacher."

Chuotian Kuaiqing looked sad: "And don't call me sports committee member Sang, I was forced."

"Can't you get the whole person? Boys or girls?"

"Boys and girls are short of them, and boys are short of basketball. Yamada and others want to play football, but girls think it's too hot."

"Then look for others. There is no reason why five people in basketball can get together. There is 21 male classmates in our class."

Chuoda Kuiqing complained: "You said it easily, how could it be so easy to get it."

"It's nothing to do with me. Anyway, you get it as soon as possible, and the key is to participate. You can always find someone."

"It's too much, the teacher shirks responsibility."

“Roadless race.”

“Hey…”

Teacher Watanabe has a good relationship with his students.

Having a morning meeting is like chatting.

Beiyuan Nanfeng actually admires her very much.

For a class like this with more than 30 or 40 people, it is impossible for you to say that everyone is Sunshine BOY and Sunshine Girl.

The personality differences are quite big.

There are also many out of place.

Isn’t the North Yuan Nanfeng the best among them?

But she had a good relationship with all the classmates in her class.

Perhaps some people are born to be teachers.

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at the elder sister and teacher on the podium, sighed inwardly, and smiled.

Teacher Watanabe noticed his gaze and smiled at him, but his gaze didn't last long.

The morning meeting will end soon.

The sports committee member Sang, named Chongtian Kuaiqing, began to ask people one by one to ask for their intentions.

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked at the empty seat next to him and was a little uncomfortable.

Miyata, full of energy, still didn't come today.

It's a pity.

Otherwise, she would be the first to sign up for this kind of project.

Although it is unfounded.

But Beiyuan Nanfeng just thought she would sign up enthusiastically.

Beiyuan Nanfeng really wants to see it.

She was running around with the basketball in her arms.

I always feel like I feel the picture...

The north plain and south wind were thinking.

A figure suddenly came to him and blocked the light.

Beiyuan Nanfeng looked up and saw that it was Sang, the sports committee member named Chongtian Kuaiqing.

His face was strange, as if he had asked all the way, and it was Beiyuan Nanfeng's turn.

"What's up?"

Beiyuan Nanfeng asked with a smile.

"...Does Kitahara classmate want to attend? Ball skills conference?" Shigeda Kuaiqing saw that Kitahara Nanfeng did not beat someone up, so she felt a little relieved. With a try-and-see attitude, she asked in a bumpy way.

"basketball?"

"Um."

Shigeta Kuoqing nodded, then half turned around and was already planning to leave. When he was in his first year of high school, he was in the same class as Nanfeng of Beiyuan. He still knew this person's personality very well.

Because he was also the unlucky guy who asked people everywhere in the first grade...

He still clearly remembered that when asked this person, his answer was - 'I won't play with this kid's stuff'.

The most prominent one is a middle school second.

So he didn't expect much this time.

But unfortunately.

Now the person is replaced.

Beiyuan Nanfeng was quite interested, so he replied directly: "Yes, I really want to fight."

"Hey..." Shigeta was stunned for a moment.

The whole classroom became quiet in an instant.

They all seemed to be shocked and were answered by Beiyuan Nanfeng.

...Can the whole class really hear it?

Beiyuan Nanfeng complained in his heart, then looked up and said:

"What are you doing? No? If not, forget it."

"No, thank you."

Shigeta Kuaiqing, with a strange look, made a series of three consecutive lines, then turned around and quickly left.

Beiyuan Nanfeng held his cheeks and looked out the window again, ignoring the strange sight of him looking at him.

...

afternoon.

As usual, Beiyuan Nanfeng came to the club building and walked into the classroom of the Qingyin Department.

As usual, Kaori Iwai sat behind a long table, holding a book.

Quietly.

"good afternoon."

Beiyuan Nanfeng glanced at her and said hello.

Kaori Iwai hesitated for a while, raised his head and whispered: "...good afternoon."

"It's rare."

Beiyuan Nanfeng was a little surprised. After putting down his bag, he dragged a chair and sat down, teasing: "I actually went back to me."

“…”

Kaori Iwai pushed the glasses on the bridge of his little nose, looked down at the book in his hand again, and did not continue to reply.

Beiyuan Nanfeng didn't care either, and shook his head with a smile, then looked at the senior sister who was in the same club as him.

to be honest.

Compared with the light voice department, she is actually more suitable for the literature department.

Because no matter how you look at it, she is a quiet girl with a strong literary atmosphere.

Fine-framed glasses, shoulder-length short hair, and black silk... Just listening to these words, the image of a literary girl comes out.

However, it is strange that Mio will not give Kitahara Nanfeng the feeling like this.

Even Mio and Kaori Iwai dressed almost the same.
To be continued...