Tokyo Girlfriend Guide

Chapter 888 She sat on the white chair and looked at him

During this week, the topic most discussed by students at Sobu High School was not the regular exams next week, but the baseball game against Komatsugawa High School on Saturday.

The baseball club, which has been discriminated against for many years, even has many fans who come to watch their training. Although those people left quickly after not finding Hojo Kyosuke, it was enough to give the exhausted players a shot of adrenaline.

This is the battle of revenge for the Sobu High School baseball club. It is also their only chance to prove themselves. Everyone is training hard for their lives.

Although the people from Shikamiya Taka told them that there was no need to be nervous, after all, Hojo Kyosuke alone could defeat them, let alone the weaker Komatsukawa.

These two schools, which were basically in the first and second rounds of the Koshien qualifiers, actually caused quite a stir in the surrounding area. The student union of Sobu High School received many inquiries from other schools, asking if they could come to watch the game. Some of the more enthusiastic ones asked if Hojo-kun needed a cheering group, and if Sobu High School didn't have one, they could borrow one.

In addition to causing heated discussions in surrounding schools, even some sports news paid attention to it. The online version of the Asahi Shimbun-related newspaper "Nikkan Sports", which has the closest relationship with Hojo Kyousuke, reported this incident in considerable length. The news was relatively neutral and did not blindly praise Hojo Kyousuke. It just lamented that Komatsukawa High School had really suffered an unprovoked disaster. It was clearly bullying the previous Sobu High School, but in the end it was destroyed by the invincible Hojo.

In Japan, the popularity of Koshien is reflected in many ways, including the live broadcast of the games on TV and the reports of major news media before the games. The names of outstanding players will be spread all over the country through newspapers and the Internet. If personal information is not well protected, even strangers will call to encourage you and order you to train hard to get into Koshien.

When I went out for training in the morning, the neighbor’s aunt would cheer me on enthusiastically. When I went to the convenience store, the boss would exclaim, “Oh! You must be xxxx! Take a soda and drink it. It’s my treat. You must cheer well, okay? Our whole family will go to the stadium!” Needless to say, the rosy campus life…

These are just the changes happening around them, but for the players themselves, the changes and shocks brought about by baseball are far more than that.

Although he became the ace of the school baseball team and even the strongest player in the entire county, in fact, on a national scale, this player himself may not be ranked at all. If he goes to those highly competitive competition areas, he may not even be able to make it to the starting lineup.

But the fact is that he became the hope of his fellow villagers and everyone regarded him as a hero.

The local newspapers reported on him as a big shot, the local farmers' association treated his parents with respect when they came to his home, and his relatives were all proud when they mentioned his name...

If he was lucky, he could lead the school to Koshien, and then go to a good university with this achievement, get a scholarship, and then graduate, becoming a social animal, busy with work every day. Even finding a baseball field to play a few games on weekends became a luxury. This achievement would only be brought up for casual chat when his boss took him on a business trip, and when he was drinking.

After all, he actually didn't have any outstanding talent in baseball. He might just be a little smarter and worked harder, but this talent was not enough to support him to become a professional baseball player.

But now, at this moment, he is the proudest and most glorious man.

The most glorious moment in his life is now when he is running hard on the baseball field.

"For ordinary people like you and me, what else can we do to make our names known to the whole country besides baseball?"

When Ryota Tsuchiya roared these words to the members, all those who were exhausted and collapsed on the ground struggled to get up again.

Because they trained on the sand all day, they had worn out four sets of uniforms in just one month, and their skin was worn off layer by layer. Some people were injured due to excessive training and could no longer train, but others were not afraid.

If I want to be known to the whole country as an ordinary high school student, what does this little bit of hard work matter?

combustion.

Burn yourself, let your youth burn. It doesn’t matter even if you overdraw on the future, as long as you can slowly savor the glory of this moment in the rest of your life.

Everyone is on fire, including the kendo club, which shares a boss with the baseball club.

And it's different from the baseball club, which is composed of two or three big cats and small cats, and they are weak as a whole, so the competition is not very strong. But they are different. As the direct descendants of Hojo Kyosuke, they are the best of the best and the strongest of the strong. The victory of the national competition is destined to be in the bag, but the difficulty lies in that they have to fight for that spot from these fierce companions around them, the spot to follow their big brother to play.

Everyone is burning except Hojo Kyosuke.

He has a lot on his mind during this period, as regular exams are coming up, and in addition to Hui, he also has to give extra lessons to several other kids at home.

Others are fine, but Eriri is a genius who can overturn Newton's third law in three minutes. Ueno Naoka once complained about her:

"I say, your good and kind-hearted Princess Eriri, please be kind enough not to squeeze on the single-plank bridge with others. It's better to follow the path of power and nobility or special talents. It's really inappropriate for you to work so hard. If you fall off the single-plank bridge, you will be crushed and drowned."

But Ying Lili didn't listen. This guy had great ambitions and wanted to make herself more gorgeous.

When she was choosing the theme for the Tokyo Youth Exhibition, she even said shamelessly, "Working hard is something that only people without talent need to do. A talented and beautiful girl like me should be unbridled in celebrating youth."

She remained firm in her belief throughout and refused to admit that she was so outstanding because of her hard work.

But in fact, in Hojo Kyosuke's opinion, Eriri is worthy of the Nobel Prize for hard work, and can be called a master of hard work who moved the world. For example, now, she draws for two hours every day, and then devotes herself to painful study.

Unable to bear the torture, Hojo Kyosuke proposed several times to help her guess all the test papers of Feng Zhiqi's regular exam, but was rejected. This guy has the best moral integrity in some aspects of Ruyi Dormitory. Hojo Kyosuke, Sakura, Kasumigaoka and other people who have no bottom line can't compare to him.

When Eriri started to create oil paintings, Hojo Kyosuke cleaned up a room on the third floor to use as a studio for the two of them. After all, the smell of oil paint is not really pleasant, and Eriri is not good at collecting, so they just made a studio for her to work on.

After having the studio, other people in Ruyi Lodge inexplicably burst into amazing enthusiasm. The first one was Xueye Thyme, who shyly pulled the Lord God and begged him to paint a picture for her.

The third floor is a bit higher, and Ruyila’s next-door neighbors, the red, yellow and blue trio, are completely invisible, but you can see the tall buildings in the distance.

Yukino was sitting right in front of the window, wearing the same brown business suit that he wore when he was in Itomori. He leaned slightly with his long legs together and tilted to one side, his hands folded on his thighs.

Her smooth and neat black short hair was gently caressed by the breeze outside the window. Her black eyes, as mysterious and deep as the Milky Way, looked gently ahead with a faint smile.

This is a truly poetic and picturesque beauty. Hojo Kyosuke used to be troubled by not being able to find a suitable poem to praise Yukino. Now, through his unremitting efforts, he has become a literary giant and no longer has such worries. Not only can he easily find suitable Japanese poems from the Manyoshu, he can also find many more beautiful Chinese poems.

Looking at Yukino Momoka, who looked like a beauty walking out of a classical ink painting, and then looking at the modern urban cluster outside the window through her gentle and soft face, Hojo Kyosuke only felt a contradiction between progress and prohibition, which gave him a burst of inspiration.

It is very easy to show the beauty of Yukino. Even if that idiot Yotsuba just takes some random photos with a camera, he can enter them into a competition and win a prize, because she has a slender figure, soft facial lines, and transparent white skin. She is the model that photographers dream of.

However, it is not easy to show her peaceful temperament. Baixiangli is a master of escape and she avoids difficulties. On the other hand, it can be explained that what she pursues is tranquility.

And as her god, Hojo Kyosuke naturally knew what to do.

Those eyes, eyes like black gemstones, under the long and straight eyelashes, those eyes are as deep and mysterious as the universe.

Eyes can speak, but they can also be silent.

Yukino's eyes are like this. When you look into her eyes, you feel like you understand all that is in her mind, so there is no need to say anything.

Hojo Kyosuke smiled silently. He looked at Yukino, picked up the paintbrush, and started painting without thinking.

Xue Ye Baixiang did not move at all. Occasionally, her hair was blown by the wind and flew in front of her forehead and eyes. She also did not move. Her long eyelashes protected her hair from falling into her eyes.

She looked at Hojo-kun through the several worlds divided by his hair, looked at his hair that had not been trimmed for a long time, looked at his eyebrows as steep as mountain peaks, and looked at his eyes that had become a little scary because of his concentration... This man was really like a god, and he looked fierce when he was not smiling.

But the timid Xue Ye was not afraid, because every time the god raised his head and looked at her, his almond-shaped eyes would quickly be filled with tender emotions. She even felt that as long as she was looked at like this from time to time, she should be able to sit here without eating or drinking.

Now, she is sitting on the white chair as she wished, and living the peaceful life she has always dreamed of.

The paintings were completed very quickly. Even though they were oil paintings, they seemed no different to Hojo Kyosuke from black and white comics. They were all completed as soon as the printing press was turned on. It was not because he was not serious, but because his super brain and scanning eyes worked together, and he did not need to think about how to mix the required colors. Those masters who mixed "high-end paint" for cars could only become apprentices in front of him.

Xue Ye sat in front of him, and her beautiful appearance was imprinted in his eyes. And in his heart, there was also a Xue Ye Bai Xiangli.

Even if he closed his eyes, he could draw the woman exactly the same, but he liked to see Xue Ye. Every time he looked up and saw the woman and her deep eyes, he would be happy. So even if he didn't need a model at all, he wanted Xue Ye to sit there and accompany him to complete the painting.

Now he finally understood the happiness that Eriri once felt. If it weren't for this guy watching her covetously, he would definitely ask Yukino to cooperate with him to put on all kinds of beautiful clothes, pose in various beautiful postures, and then appreciate the beauty's shy and charming posture.

Oh, this guy misled me.

Sighing in his heart, Hojo Kyosuke announced that the painting was completed.

Xueye Baixiang, who was sitting quietly in front of the window, did not rush to get up, because she had already seen her appearance in the eyes of the god.

Sakura, Mitsuha and other people who wanted to join in the fun rushed over, many faces crowded together to admire his paintings, and kept exclaiming. Eriri next to him yelled at them not to spit on the paintings, but when she pushed everyone else away, she cheered with joy, just like a sage in ancient Greece who had realized the truth.

Even Hojo Kyosuke was squeezed out. He came to Yukino's side, reached out to help her up, and whispered to her if her feet were numb? Did she need a massage? Obviously, she didn't need it. Yukino, who was good at dodging, was also good at pretending to be dead.

The two stood side by side in front of the window, looking at the city scenery that appeared as the background of the painting, which Xue Ye had not seen just now.

You can’t see either the Tokyo Tower or the Tokyo Skytree from Ruyi Liao, but for humans, the city scenery is inexplicably beautiful. Whether it is the low-rise and staggered houses or the row upon row of skyscrapers, there is a touching beauty.

Hojo Kyosuke quietly asked Yukino if he had any troubles in school life, saying that teachers in private high schools probably still have some academic pressure. Yukino chuckled and told him that even if there were any problems, they were all solved by Xiaojing.

Shizuka Hiratsuka is only a Chinese language teacher, but biology, mathematics, physics, etc. The dean will ask her for help. Her duties include reprimanding students with poor grades, counseling students with psychological problems, handling school affairs, and leading the school team to participate in competitions...

In short, if you have any problems, just go to Mr. Hiratsuka. Young teachers should take more responsibilities.

Hojo Kyosuke was just a student, but he was actually concerned about his teacher's situation. But Xue Ye didn't feel awkward at all, but smiled happily and whispered about some troubles.

After a while, Sakura, Mitsuha and the others let go of Yukino's words. At this time, they had already decided the order of the subsequent portraits through a very rigorous and scientific method.

The fairest and greatest way in the world is called——"Scissors, Paper-Rays".

As expected, Eriri, who was able to draw the Great Evil twice in a row, was the last one. The first one was Mitsuha Miyamizu, who suppressed all the disobedients with force.

Play rock-paper-scissors and keep punching, right?

So Yukino's white chair changed its owner, and Mitsuha Miyamizu, wearing a red and white shrine maiden costume, sat in front of the window. (End of this chapter)