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    Shura field, according to a certain encyclopedia, was originally a Buddhist term, referring to the death pits between Shuras, and was later used in tragic battlefields.

    However, with the passage of time and the end of the war, the Shura field has evolved into a sudden gathering similar to "being found in two boats", or when the interpersonal relationship is intricate and the information is not equal.①

    The interpretation of Shura field flashed in his mind, but Mu Xi felt that this scene was outrageous.

    She didn't step on two boats, she didn't wear a vest, and she never even fell in love. Why would there be such a Shura field??

    And the most exaggerated thing is that there are definitely many people around looking at her!

    "Well, can you two let me go first?"

    Ignoring the two people looking at each other, Mu Xi said expressionlessly, and by the way, pushed Qingfeng Dahui back with his shoulder: "I can't breathe anymore."

    "Oh, sorry."

    Aomine Daiki did not expect it, when he let go of his hand quickly, he glanced at the person coming, and was very impatient with the boy who obviously looked like a top student in front of him:"Who are you?"

    "Musang, are you alright?"

    "Hmm. This is the Aomine-kun I met in Teiko. Aomine-kun, you were a little excited just now. This is Tezuka-kun, my neighbor."

    After explaining the identities of the two as simply as possible, Mu Xi saw Qingfeng Dahui narrowing his eyes dangerously: "Mayue asked you to watch our game, you didn't come to watch this guy's game?"

    "Uh..." For a moment, she didn't know how to speak, and the next second she saw the black-skinned boy turned gloomy: "That's right, you said you don't like watching basketball."

    "Not completely. Don't you have a script for your game?"

    The moment Aomine Daiki heard this sentence, he looked at the girl who was rubbing her wrist, and suddenly felt as if he couldn't say a word.

    Her black eyes stared at her with a little obscurity, as if to say that she had gone down a wrong path.

    Instinctively wanting her to take back that expression, but in her heart she faintly felt that what she said was not wrong.

    Aomine Daiki stared at the girl with pursed lips, and finally forced a smile on his face: "So I don't want to come, I understand. It's okay, see you at school on Monday."

    Seeing Aomine Daiki waving his hands away dully, watching him walk to the street basketball court, Mu Xi sighed softly, turned around and looked at Tezuka Kunimitsu with unchanged expression: "Sorry, Aomine-kun, he happens to be in the second year of junior high school now.Expect."

    "The Generation of Miracles?"

    "you know too?"

    While not getting much attention, Tezuka Kunimitsu is no stranger to players with such a reputation for genius in basketball.

    The girl standing beside her would occasionally follow the boy with her eyes, and it could be seen that she had a really good relationship with him.

    "Sorry, there were some..."

    "It's okay, after all, Qingfeng-kun's appearance just now is indeed a bit misleading."

    After all, the black-skinned boy had a somewhat vicious face, but she didn't think so, and even thought that this villainous face was actually quite handsome: "Is Tezuka-kun going back?"

    "Um."

    Although the Tennis Club beat the Ice Emperor and said they wanted to celebrate, Tezuka still declined the reunion when he saw Mu Xi—if Mu Xi was going home, it would be better for him to send her back together.

    "I could see that you fought fiercely with your opponent in the match just now. Does your hand still hurt? If it hurts, you'd better see a doctor. If it doesn't hurt, you'd better have it checked."

    "Musang..."

    "Um?"

    Listening to her experience, Tezuka Kunimitsu stopped the question he wanted to ask, walked on the sidewalk and gently pushed his glasses: "Do you know how to play basketball?"

    "Ah, did you hear that?"

    Asking back with a little smile, Mu Xi didn't mind being known about himself by others: "Don't look at me as short, I used to be the captain of the school basketball team."

    "short?"

    "I'm in the field of basketball, so I'm short."

    Estimating her height which cannot be considered "short" no matter what, Tezuka Kunimitsu could only gently push his glasses after a moment of silence: "Height is not absolute."

    "Thanks……"

    A soft voice rang in his ears, Tezuka Kunimitsu watched her watching the sunset, and slightly pinched the strap of his tennis bag.

    Recalling the meeting between the two in the hospital, he was also a little concerned about what happened to Mu Xi: "You...are you unable to continue because of your injury?"

    "Half and half, not quite."

    Hearing this sentence, Mu Xi didn't feel offended at all, and his expression can be said to be very calm: "It's fine to take care of the knee injury, but regardless of my height or skills, I can't start a career. If Tezuka-kun laterIf you are going to take the professional route, you still need to pay more attention to your wrist and forearm."

    "Thank you..."

    "So why do you like big pineapple...I mean Del Potro, in terms of good omens, Federer or Nadal is better."

    After all, the strength of these two people explains what is meant by a never-ending tennis career. When she was in elementary school, these two people played. When she is working, good guy, these two people are still playing.

    What's even more extreme is that both of them are still winning various competitions, and their careers are so long that she shouted outrageously.

    But this is also very good. It has a different meaning for everyone to have two seniors who have been constantly pioneering the road ahead.

    The future of athletes is not that they have to choose to retire when they are old or have injuries, but that they can move forward endlessly.

    "It's hard to change my favorite style and way of playing."

    "Right……"

    "Where is Mu Sang, is there any basketball player you like?"

    "have."

    She seemed to have thought of something, her eyes were slightly bent as if she was laughing, and her voice was firm but slightly self-deprecating: "I myself..."

    Seeing that the young man seemed to be a little stunned, Mu Xi became more relaxed, with a sense of jumping in his steps: "I am not the person who entrusts or projects my dreams on others, so my favorite athlete, alwaysIt's me."

    Of course, the most important reason is that she really doesn't have any athletes she likes, and what she really wants to say is from different fields, such as Sister Nan, Big Devil Zhang, Liu Feiren and Su Shen.

    It's a bit far from the tennis park to home, and the two of them squeezed into the bus and wobbled to the stop and had to walk a while.

    After discovering a newly opened crepe shop on the street, Mu Xi was ready to move for a few seconds, but finally reluctantly gave up.

    She no longer has pocket money in her pocket, and the apple juice and iced tea she bought at the vending machine are already at their limit.

    Even if she has money, she will definitely not be able to eat another crepe for dinner, and Ms. Mu Zhao will definitely pull out her little vegetables if she finds out.

    "Do not want?"

    "I won't be able to eat dinner."

    Knowing that Tezuka Kunimitsu should have been paying attention to himself, otherwise he would not be able to find his eyes.

    But Mu Xi shook his head solemnly, and was a little helpless when he saw that he seemed to be smiling: "I can't help it, it's dinner soon, Ms. Mu Zhao is too scary."

    "Aunt Mu is indeed...very powerful..."

    "She is so powerful. Even if I am thirty years old, I probably wouldn't dare to lie in front of her. But this way there are two "Musangs". You can call me by my name directly, I don't mind."

    "Well……"

    "Or did you forget how to pronounce my name?"

    No, just calling names is a little too intimate.

    The setting sun sank a little bit, and the whole sky was dyed a magnificent orange.Tezuka Kunimitsu occasionally glanced to the side. Although he had gone home with someone before, it was the first time he had gone home with a girl.

    And calling her name...

    "I haven't forgotten the spelling."

    "That's good. In fact, I always thought your name was very long. I had memorized the pronunciation of your name for almost two days, but when I said it, I still lost the sound."

    "Will it be?"

    "Yes. You see, Tezuka, it's easy to pronounce. But Kunimitsu, that's how it's pronounced, right?"

    The moment she said her name, the young man suddenly raised his hand, pushing his glasses as if covering up.

    Mu Xi's voice was a little hoarse, but it was precisely because of this lowness that no one else had, coupled with a somewhat stern temperament, that it stood out.

    Especially when he said his name carefully, it made his ears feel hot.

    "Should be right?"

    "Well, that's right."

    Mu Xi was relieved when she heard Tezuka Kunimitsu nodding. The name of the neighbor next door was really hard to remember. Whether it was then or now, it took her a long time to split the syllables to get the name right, and her tongue was about to tie up.

    "So the name has only two pronunciations. I really thank Ms. Mu Zhao."

    "Speaking of..."

    "Um?"

    Originally, Tezuka Kunimitsu wanted to ask some questions about Mu Xi's father, but he still didn't open his mouth, as if he had asked this question from the beginning, with a bit of concern in his voice: "Are you still used to it in Teiko?"

    "Is it because of Aomine-kun just now? Don't worry, he won't trouble me. If he troubles me, I will go and sue May, his Ome, and ask her and Midorima not to borrow Aomine's notes and notes before the exam.Roll the pencil."

    Unable to hold back a little joke, Mu Xi felt that he was really happy in Diguang: "I have very good friends in Diguang, and Wuyue also helped me a lot."

    "Um……"

    "If Qing School's uniforms are more beautiful, I might choose Qing School."

    Choose Qingxue...

    Glancing at her profile, Tezuka Kunimitsu quickly turned away and didn't speak. When he got to the door of the house, he watched Mu Xi say goodbye to him, took out the key and walked in, and then opened the door of his own.

    If she was in Qingxue, would she appear in the audience seat belonging to Qingxue at the beginning of the competition?

    He sighed softly with a bit of strange regret, just before he got home and sat down, Tezuka Kunimitsu saw his grandfather's sharp eyesight, and his mother who was ready for all his arm conditions to take him to the hospital for examination.

    When Mu Xi returned home, he found that Mu Zhao hadn't come home yet, so he simply went to the yard and counted all the green seedlings he had.

    "Hey, hey, hey."

    "Disgusting……"

    "How can you say that about your lovely system, people's hearts are going to break."

    "Uh..." She retracted her preface, this is disgusting.

    "Oh, Shura Field Moda, do you know how many emotion points and achievement points I collected just now?"

    "I know, I'll just look it up later. And you just kept yelling in my head, 'Fight it, fight it', I'm going to explode."

    Hearing the system's slightly awkward cough, Mu Xi reached out and pressed the soil after counting the green seedlings. After confirming, he planned to wait until dinner was over before watering: "I have a headache. Is it your fault that they encountered it?"

    "Don't pay attention to these details, but don't worry, it's definitely not my fault."

    OK, that's what you did.

    Hearing the outside door was opened, Mu Xi stood up and patted his skirt, said welcome back to Ms. Mu Zhao, and walked into the kitchen with her to prepare dinner.While listening to Mu Zhao's command earnestly, Mu Xi's thoughts flew to Qingfeng Dahui's expression just now.

    Will the middle and second stage teenagers be injured?

    Anyway, this kind of puberty will not meet the bunny girl senior sister, but the absolute talent of God chasing after feeding and eating, and the experience that has not lost until now are too smooth for Aomine Daihui, so smooth that she worries that she will end up giving himInstead, it will bring destruction.

    "What are you thinking?"

    "I was thinking...Mom..."

    "Huh? What happened, you actually call me "Mom"?"

    "nor."

    Some shook their heads dumbfounded. After being interrupted by Ms. Mu Zhao, Mu Xi paused for a moment, and finally said what he wanted to say.

    "I was just thinking, is it best to lose once in a while?"

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