After being stuffed with a lot of delicious sticks by a child, Mu Xi who returned home looked at Ms. Mu Zhao who was already busy making soup in the kitchen and pursed her lips: "I'm back."

"Are you back? Wash your hands and prepare to eat."

"Um……"

Putting the schoolbag back in the room, Mu Xi watched Ms. Mu Zhao put all kinds of cold dishes that she obviously bought on the table, but when she sat down, she turned and left, and pushed a mobile phone box for herself when she came back.

"I'll be busy recently. If I can't contact anyone, you can use your mobile phone to send me a text message and call me. The mobile phone is stuck in it, and the phone bill has already been paid for you."

cell phone?

Looking at the extraordinarily beautiful smartphone in his hand, Mu Xi glanced at the calendar and nodded slightly, and then heard his own Ms. Mu Zhao's teasing voice: "So how are you doing at school during this time? The Tezuka family next doorIs the meal delicious?"

"It's good, but not as delicious as home."

Mu Xi sipped the thick oily red sauce on the tip of her chopsticks, and seeing that it was something bought from a Chinese supermarket made her feel at ease: "Their food is really delicious, but the taste is too bland."

"You didn't say it to your face, did you?"

"How is that possible?"

Speechlessly looking at Ms. Mu Zhao who was smiling, Mu Xi put the finished bowls and chopsticks into the sink, picked up the apple machine that Ms. Mu Zhao gave her, and stored the numbers of her mother and Momoi Wuyue in it..

"How was your two days at school and in May?"

"Pretty good."

"It's fine. By the way, you just need to learn to use the software in it. Do you have enough pocket money? I think you bought a lot of snacks?"

Snacks don't cost much, and Mu Xi knows that Ms. Mu Zhao likes them more than herself: "Enough, those rough snacks are very cheap."

"It's cheap, I've never seen these in China, is it delicious?"

After poking at the various thick snacks brought back by her daughter, Ms. Mu Zhao immediately let go of the various katakana names on it: "I don't want to look at it, I get a headache when I see katakana names."

"Don't worry too much, May also told me that she couldn't understand the cafe menu."

After denouncing the katakana, Mu Xi looked at the number on the sticky note when he returned to his room, and after thinking for a while, he also entered Heowei Tetsulang's mobile phone number.

Momoi Wuyue seemed to be very excited after she had a contact tool, she sent several text messages without saying anything, and forcibly pressed her down Line when she was still in school.

"In this way, you can contact me anytime, which is very useful."

"Um……"

Mu Xi looked at the social software on the mobile phone that he had used for a long time, and casually threw the mobile phone into his schoolbag and took out his textbooks.In fact, she would have been absolutely crazy when she got the phone before, but now...

Heh, there are no novels, traffic is so expensive, I have read most of the comics, and I have basically finished reading variety shows, and it is almost the same with and without a mobile phone.

It's better to think about how today's art club finished painting the still life that made the president collapse, and how the members ate the still life under her nose.

Although life in high school is rich and colorful, there are also many activities in junior high school.

Staring at the registration form for the ball skills conference that Momoi Wuyue put in front of her, before Mu Xi finished reading the list of various items on it, he saw the manager of Teiko's basketball department looking at him with a serious expression: "So, Xiaoxi, how much do you know about ball games?"

Mu Xi's grades in physical education have always been very good, whether it is running or jumping, she is quite impressive.As for ball games, Momoi Wuyue can be sure that Mu Xi can definitely play basketball.

"I remember Xiaoxi, you know how to play basketball, right?"

"Actually, I know a little bit of basketball, badminton, and volleyball, but not a lot."

"Then let's play basketball! Three-person basketball, okay?"

"Uh..." It doesn't have to be so loud as if it's for Midorima.

For things like the ball skills conference, Mu Xi's participation in the former school is basically the same as it is now, forming a team with others, and then——

"If you're scared, give the ball to me then."

During physical education class and teammates, Mu Xi looked at the two students who were a little nervous, motioned for the basketball passed to him, stood at a forty-five-degree angle from the basket, exerted a slight force, and jumped with his right hand at the same time.Wrist back hard to send the ball out.

The orange basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air, hit the backboard with precision and made a slightly dull sound, and then quickly entered the basket under the effect of the rebound force.

"And that's it."

"So handsome!!"

Seeing Mu Xi's simple and crisp movements, the two girls' eyes lit up instantly, and after sending the ball to her again, they saw her repeating almost exactly the same.

Shot, pitched, batted.

The slapping sound made Midorima's expression a bit more complicated, and Momoi Wuzuki also stood beside her with twitching corners of her mouth: "Ah, this, it can't be—"

"Obviously, she's going to hit the board."

Instead of controlling the arc of the ball every time, it is more convenient to let the ball hit a specific position on the backboard and let the basketball bounce into the basket.

Especially looking at the uniform and uniform movements of people who have obviously practiced shooting. In a sense, Mu Xi is not good at shooting, but at the board.

Who taught her to do this!!

"Musang, how long have you practiced shooting?"

"Um?"

After finishing the temporary tacit understanding training, Mu Xi turned his head to look at the boy with aqua blue hair when he heard a calm and somewhat curious voice, and took a half step back politely before speaking: "It's been a long time, the teacher has also taught me a lot..”

"Is Musang's sports elective basketball?"

"No, but shooting is one of the sports electives in our senior high school entrance examination. You can choose two out of three electives. It depends on the students who choose shooting, standing long jump, or rope skipping. I have bad knees and can't skip rope, so I chose shooting and standing long jump.It must be counted in the total score of the high school entrance examination."

Hei Zizhe was also stunned for a brief explanation of how he made this kind of traditional rebounding shot. After politely nodding to leave, Mu Xi felt Momoi Wuyue flying towards her back and hugging her tightly:"Xiaoxi, what did Zhelai tell you just now?"

"Huh? Ask me how long I practiced shooting and how I practiced."

"That's it. Then how do you practice your shooting?"

"The teacher said, just throw it over these areas on the backboard. Don't insist on hollowness, hitting the board is the last word."

"Uh..." Sure enough, it was exactly the same as Xiaolu's guess.

"Is it weird?"

"Ah, no, I'm just worried that Xiaoxi will get hurt when the fight really happens."

"Relax."

As if thinking of something, Mu Xi looked sideways at the worried Momoi Wuyue and rubbed her head with her hand, the corners of her mouth seemed to be slightly upturned, and she seemed to be smiling: "I'll be fine..”

Ah, laughed.

People who are used to having their hair tied up will care about how the other party looks with their hair down. It is common for students to see that they are wearing school uniforms, so they are also curious about what their own clothes look like.In the same way, everyone is always curious about how a person who doesn't smile much laughs.

So when she actually saw Mu Xi laughing, the first thing Momoi Wuyue thought of was not some rare resource, but annoyed that she couldn't take a picture of Mu Xi smiling.

"It's gone again, why don't you smile again, Xiaoxi looks so pretty when she smiles."

"Huh? I'm laughing."

The corners of her mouth that were originally raised have been completely put down, and Momoi Wuyue looked at her with a really puzzled look and her mouth twitched, with a little more helplessness in her expression: "You obviously have such a good smile, but it's not good to smile a little more normally.Is it?"

"I actually laugh all the time."

Looking at the serious expression in those black eyes and the extremely puzzled look, Momoi Wuyue took a deep breath, and finally couldn't hold back her complaints: "Is there? Why have I never seen the corners of your mouth turn upwards?"?”

"This, maybe the arc is a little smaller?"

"It's so small, it's obviously impossible to find it! If the arc is bigger, the corners of the mouth will be raised like before!"

Feeling Momoi Wuyue reaching out to push the corner of her mouth upwards, with a rare look of exasperation on her face, Mu Xi stepped back and tried to avoid it, but accidentally bumped into the person behind her.

Before she had time to react, Momoi Wuyue opened her teeth and claws as if she saw some savior: "Ada, hold her down for me!"

"Huh? Oh."

"Hey hey, hide, let's see where you can hide now."

He felt that there seemed to be an extra hand pressing down on his shoulder, but Mu Xi could also feel that Qingfeng Dahui didn't use much strength, which belonged to the level that he could escape by turning around casually.

However, seeing Momoi Wuzuki's particularly proud look, she still blinked, and let her pinch her face under the gaze of the young man behind her.

Forget it, to cooperate with what Momoi Wuyue said just now, which was particularly villainous, she pretended to be really held down to show encouragement.

"Okay, thank you for your help."

"Um……"

The young man's low and lazy voice came from above his head, and at the same time the hand that was holding his shoulder was also withdrawn casually, and he seemed to wave his hand casually when he left.

Looking at the back figure in the white school uniform, Mu Xi slightly turned his head to look at Momoi Wuyue with a complicated expression: "Speaking of which, are you really going to remind Aomine-kun?"

"Eh? Remind me what?"

"Teiguang doesn't have a high school, right?"

When Momoi heard Mu Xi mentioning high school, Momoi was slightly taken aback. Teiko didn't have a high school, so after graduating from the third year of junior high, the fact that everyone will be separated has always been hidden in Momoi Itsuki's heart.

However, before she got sentimental, she heard Mu Xi's serious words: "High school, please make Qingfeng-kun consider a school with dark-colored school uniforms."

"Eh?"

"Light colors would be cuter for May, but for Aomine-kun... what a disaster..."

disaster

Thinking of the skin color of her own bamboo horse and the contrast of wearing the God of Light school uniform, Momoi Itsuki raised her hand and squeezed her temples, and when she returned to the classroom, she tried to find Kuroko Tetsuya, put her hand on his shoulder, and stared at him fiercelylook.

"Momoi-san, what's the matter?"

"No, I suddenly felt that what Xiaoxi said was not wrong at all! Zhe Jun!"

"yes?"

"Compared to Ada, Zhejun definitely looks good no matter what he wears!"

May is hopeless.

"She can't be saved."

Hearing someone voicing his inner complaints one step ahead of himself, Mu Xi turned his head to look at Shintaro Midorima who was pushing his glasses, and saw him looking directly at him before he could speak.

"Musang..."

"Um?"

"After school today, are you free?"