Mu Xi has rarely won, or in other words, after she started playing, except for the fact that she was taller than others at the beginning of the novice period, she has been losing all the time.

Mu Zhao has watched every basketball game played by Mu Xi, and knows the hard work she has put in for it.

As her mother, Ms. Mu Zhao occasionally feels that sports are really cruel——

It only takes two years to go from being fairly talented to being untalented. I train with all my strength thinking that I will be rewarded, but I don't know that those who are talented train more and work harder.

But Mu Xi likes it, and has never given up on studying, and she has no reason to object.

But looking at her hands that are rougher than other girls, with slightly deformed fingers, badly worn shoes, and knees with meniscus damage, Mu Zhao still feels that those experiences are important to her.Too cruel.

Always lost, never won.

She was called "the best shooting guard seedling I've ever seen" by the coaches on the field, but she would show a regretful expression when she heard that her bone seams were closed and no longer grew taller, and she never mentioned the previous "best shooting guard seedling".good".

Every time he thinks of this, Mu Zhao feels that his daughter, who has never smiled much, is probably tortured by these experiences and never wants to smile anymore.But to say that she was depressed because of it was not a bad thing.

The influence is there, for example, the smile is small, for example, it is always a bit mean, but the benefits are also there.

Except for the second illness during that period, she understands the truth of the world better than other children.

She knows that she is not the center of the world, understands the importance of teamwork, and has always been able to understand when to retreat and when to move forward.

But she would rather see her daughter cheering for the victory, becoming a winner and happily saying to herself "Mom, I won XX school again today", rather than hearing her tell her at the beginning, "I probably won't win this time, but I will try my bestgo all out".

Is it because of the school? Naturally, a school that strives for higher education rates will not pay more attention to sports activities.Would it have been better if she had sent her to a school that favored sports?

That's not the case, it will most likely become "I won't be able to play today, but I will work hard".

But I will try.

She had heard this sentence so many times that she would not take it seriously once in a while - Mu Xi won so little that she didn't even think she would win.

But today she said to herself, would it be better to lose once in a while.

"What happened?"

"how to say."

Putting the cleaned bowls aside, Mu Xi didn't feel that she had lost so much that her own mother didn't have confidence in her. She had a good time abusing vegetables at the game: "I'm a classmate,I've been winning all the time, it's hard to win, and now I should start to feel that I am invincible."

"puff……"

People who don't laugh are the funniest when they tell jokes, especially seeing Mu Xi's swearing appearance.

"Then are you jealous of him?"

"Ms. Mu Zhao, this is what I don't like about you. You have no confidence in me. Every time I say good things about others, I feel that I have pink eyes."

Ignoring Mu Zhao who was stunned, Mu Xi still washed the vegetables calmly, even a little leisurely: "It's like this every time."

Perhaps this is a common problem of parents, or to be precise, it is a Chinese-style parent.

Mu Xi has been so used to this response since she was a child.For example, every time she said to Mu Zhao, "Which class is so-and-so in our class is very good", Mu Zhao usually nodded, and then asked, "Do you really want to be as good as him?".

God knows that she is just boasting, but Mu Zhao will really feel that she thinks she is inferior to others.

If what she got at this time was something like "It doesn't matter, what are you good at", it would be fine, but every time she would say "Yes, you are really not good at this".

Get used to it, what else can she say?

"I don't like talking at home about how I'm doing at school because of that."

"You are quite powerful, you will refute me."

"I know what you think, but that's why..."

That's why she couldn't wait to find a school accommodation far away when she was in high school, and she even flew directly to Kyoto to go to school in college.But it's meaningless to say this kind of thing, after all, my mother won't reflect on it.

Fortunately, she is an adult now, and she also understands a little bit the meaning behind Ms. Mu Zhao's words——

It's nothing more than her worrying about basketball. This kind of worry continues in any study and life, and over time it becomes what it is now.

It seems that I have also collapsed because of her remarks before, and the backlog of emotions will be released to a certain extent, which is a normal thing.Now I am a teenager, so it is normal to say nothing.

"Is it true that after becoming an adult, you will no longer reflect on it?"

"You really asked me this question. I don't know much about human thinking."

The system's response was a bit dull, it was collecting Mu Xi's emotional energy all the time, and naturally knew that her emotion broke through the critical value just now, and was forcefully suppressed: "Are you okay?"

"Sorry to bother you."

"I said that the two of us are of one mind, and it's not a big problem."

"Did you achieve something just now?"

Without hearing the sneer that he should have in his impression, Mu Xi walked into the yard and turned on the faucet, and when he filled the kettle with water, he heard the system respond slowly: "No, but you don't have to pretend nothing happened."

"You're annoying……"

Without hesitation, she switched the system back, and Mu Xi bent down and carefully let the water pour out slowly. The slightly dry soil gradually turned dark when it met the water, which also calmed her down a lot.

For things like growth, one time is enough.When come back for the second time, won’t feel angry, but only amusing, tired, and more incomprehensible.

Even after losing so many times, her pursuit of victory never disappeared.She will envy the winners, but never consider herself a loser.

Sure enough, she still likes to be alone. Plants can't talk but they can accompany her, which is better than anything else.

The Teiko Basketball Club was promoted again as a matter of course in the basketball game, and Aomine Daiki was still absent from the club.

In the art club, it’s rare to finish quickly. When I went to the basketball club to ask Momoi Wuyue but didn’t see anyone, Mu Xi paused slightly, and sighed at his friend’s gossipy expression: “It’s really nothing.”

"But Ah Xi has come to the basketball club to find someone?"

Momoi smiled and nodded his cheeks, and became even more curious about his friend who had a troubled expression on his face: "So, why did Ah Xi come to Aomine-kun?"

"It's nothing, when is your next game?"

"Well, let's say Thursday, the round robin will be next. If Ah Xi asked me to bring it, I don't mind helping to convey it, and then I will forget it all with a bang."

He doesn't really understand the rules, but this doesn't prevent Mu Xi from realizing that it's very difficult for him to find someone.As for forgetting everything after the retelling...

She doesn't believe...

Saying goodbye to friends who are getting more and more gossip, Mu Xi stared at the scenery outside the window when he got on the tram home, and pursed his lips when he got out of the station and saw a text message from Mu Zhao still working overtime on his mobile phone, but he didn’t go homedirection to go.

She is already familiar with the nearby streets, and there is a system in her head, so her safety can be guaranteed.

As for dinner, it doesn’t really matter, she is not a child anymore, during this time Mu Zhao is working overtime and she is cooking, and there are frozen dumplings bought from Huaguo Supermarket last time in the refrigerator, no problem.

Slowly walking to the street basketball court near home, Mu Xi sighed silently when he saw only a black-skinned boy standing on the empty court.

The moment he stretched out his hand to push open the iron gate, the door bolt creaked. The young man on the court heard it but didn't look back. The basketball was spinning under his fingertips, and finally it was bounced lightly, drawing an arc in the air.After the line fell into the Nets.

"so good……"

"Um?"

"If only I could do the same."

Seeing that the dark blue-haired boy finally turned his head, Mu Xi raised his chin slightly when he heard the sound of the basketball hitting the ground, and looked at the backboard with countless ball marks on it: "Yesterday, my mother and I praised you."

"Huh? What did you say?"

"I said that our school's basketball club is very good, especially Aomine-kun, who is already invincible."

"Why do I feel that you are mocking me?"

Listening to her voice without any ups and downs, Qingfeng Dahui twitched the corners of his mouth, and always felt that this sentence did not seem to be used as a compliment: "So?"

"Then my mom asked, am I jealous of you?"

"Uh..." Caught off guard by such a sentence, Qingfeng also didn't know what to say, bent down to pick up the basketball from the ground, and threw it to Mu Xi who was not far away.

Watch her take the basketball steadily, then tap the ground twice to get used to the feel, then walk to a 45° angle and raise her hand, making a most standard and beautiful shooting posture.

The orange-red ball drew an arc in the air. Unlike every previous hit, the basketball just hit the net this time without even touching the rim.

"Strange, isn't it?"

"Um……"

After receiving the ball, Qingfeng Dahui turned his head again, watching Mu Xi, who was wearing a white suit and school uniform, approached him suddenly, and smiled when she saw her turn to him: "Then you want to run away from home next?"

"I wouldn't do something so stupid."

"Hey, you mean I'm stupid?"

Qingfeng Dahui's expression made Mu Xi want to say "it's a little bit", but after thinking about it, let it go.

She twisted her neck and ankles, and stretched her body as if doing some warm-up exercises: "Is it weird that you just don't want to go home?"

"It's nothing strange."

With a casual hook, the ball flew up and fell into the basket again, and Aomine Daiki stretched out his arms to catch the ball back, repeating his movements as if he was doing some juggling: "So, what are you doing here??”

"Let's see if I meet someone who is upset because of my rejection yesterday."

"Well……"

"Then I met, you wait a moment."

"ha?"

She came and went like the wind, and the corners of Aomine Daiki's mouth twitched as he continued his movements.

As the sky started to get late, the lights on the basketball court were automatically turned on. He had dominated the court here for a while, and no one would come here without eyes.

As for gangsters, the law and order here is good, at least he hasn't seen anyone who looks like a loafer until now.

Occasionally, he would pay a little attention to look at the entrance of the basketball court. About ten minutes later, he saw a familiar figure in a light blue basketball uniform jogging to the entrance at a constant speed.

Almost thinking that the other party was wearing a Teiko ball uniform, Aomine Daiki saw Mu Xi push open the basketball court door, and at the same time brushed and pulled her sports jacket away.

"You, what are you doing?"

"ah?"

Running back and forth was just a substitute for warming up, and Mu Xi, who was already so hot that he wanted to take off his clothes, stared blankly at Aomine Daiki who was covering his eyes as if he was doing something heinous, and felt that this was outrageous.

Her school's team uniform is indeed similar in color to the Diguang ball uniform, but what about his reaction?

"Play ball."

"You want to be one on one with me?"

"It's not like I haven't."

Jian Jian jumped on the spot again, and Mu Xi, who put on his team uniform, looked at Qingfeng Dahui, who was finally ready to start, with a smile in his eyes: "By the way, letting you abuse me is also a way of giving back to yesterday.ok, isn't it good?"

"you……"

"Um?"

"Captain, sure enough."

At first, I wanted to refuse, but when I saw the "C" on the chest of Mu Xi's No. 4 jersey, Aomine Daiki didn't say anything. He reached out and patted the basketball in his hand, and the smile on his face gradually became nasty: "Then IThere is a request."

"explain……"

"If you lose, tomorrow, I want you to send me a bento made by myself."