Chapter 54: Sports Festival I
Xiangcheng had a beautiful dream.
In the dream, the duke and duke were in the garden of this house. He carefully pulled aside the roses that had climbed up to the wooden frame above his head and used prunes to trim the branches that were not growing well.
Afterwards, he sat on a small stool, with Dahu squatting beside him to supervise him. He watched him pull out the weeds in the flowerbed, and then he picked up the weed stalks and started playing with them, which attracted the attention of the little monster.
The two started fighting over the straw again.
Grandpa pulled out another one and called the two more over with a "suck, suck, suck" sound.
Finally, he stood up and walked to the living room door. "Xiangcheng, it's time to water the garden. Don't forget!"
Xiangcheng opened her eyes from the sofa: "I know!"
But the door was closed. She walked to the garden. It had not been taken care of for several days, and the flowers were drooping their heads. The two pots of daisies looked like they were about to die.
She followed the steps of her grandfather in her dream, standing on a stool to trim the branches, pull out weeds, water the flowers, and then rearranged the two pots of daisies, removing the bad leaves and tidying them up into one pot.
I hope I can survive.
After doing this, she turned back and looked towards the living room door.
“I watered it.”
The answer to her was the little monster's "Mimi" sound.
She squatted down and said, "You have seen grandpa too."
The monster rubbed her hand and then licked it.
Although I can't help crying when I think of him, it seems that leaving that familiar environment has slowly freed me from the pain.
Xiangcheng touched his stomach, which was empty, as if he had been hungry for several days.
She returned to the living room—there was a white coat lying on the sofa. It must have been what Yukimura had covered her with when he left.
Returning to her normal mood, Xiangcheng picked up the clothes awkwardly and prepared to wash them for others after dinner.
After walking and stopping along the way, we soon arrived at a familiar ramen restaurant.
The shop owner wasn't very busy today. He looked up and said, "Long time no see, Kojiehara!"
Xiangcheng replied: "Something happened at home."
"Oh~ is it still the same?"
"Um!"
Not long after, a solid bowl of ramen was served.
Xiangcheng smelled the fragrance of the pork bone soup noodles and put it in his mouth without hesitation.
The taste buds that had been closed for many days were suddenly opened, and she wolfed down the food to fill her empty stomach.
By the time I drank the last mouthful of soup, a thick layer of sweat had already appeared on my forehead, but it was really enjoyable.
Having eaten so much, Xiangcheng strolled along the seaside promenade to work off the food. Night hadn't yet fully enveloped the sky, which looked like an inverted sea, a hue of blue.
The lighthouse in the distance flashed red lights, guiding the increasingly blurred ships. In the distance, the sound of the ship's whistle was transmitted to the shore by the waves, making the entire seaside quiet.
Xiangcheng gradually fell in love with the feeling of walking here.
You don’t have to think about anything, just listen to the breathing of the ocean and you can drift to any place in the world.
The soul can go find the person it wants to see.
It may take a long time before we meet again, but you must hope that I have countless wonderful things to tell you.
When she looked up again, the lights on the second floor of her house were on, and Xiangcheng then remembered something.
She forgot to clean up her grandmother's room.
Now she had no other thoughts at all. She didn't want her grandmother to think that she didn't like her living with them.
Xiangcheng rushed into the house.
Mikiko and Yuhara Nagatomo were both cleaning the first floor when Xiang Cheng shouted, "I'm sorry, I forgot to clean grandma's room!"
Mikiko scolded, "Keep your voice down, grandma is asleep."
"Oh," Xiangcheng covered her mouth and asked in a lower voice, "Are you guys done packing?"
Yuhara Nagatomo pointed at himself and said, "Of course it was your great and dear father who did the work."
Xiang Cheng laughed: "Wow, really! You've worked hard~"
Mikiko glared at them and said, "Come and clean up quickly! Look how much dust you've created in the past few days!"
“Here I come!”
It was Monday again, and the club meeting was about to begin. Igarashi whispered, "Without you, we wouldn't even make the top four!" Coach Kawahira's face turned green.
Xiangcheng smacked his lips. "What if I'm one of them and don't even make the top eight? That would be even worse."
“No way…”
"Ahem," Matsumoto Genon reminded the two mischievous people. After they settled down, he continued, "This week, we'll focus on the sports festival. There's an additional lottery for all members of the sports clubs. You'll get to participate in whatever sport you're drawn... Well, we'll just have to hope for the best."
ah?
Xiangcheng was dumbfounded and raised her hand to ask, "What if I really don't know how to do it?"
Matsumoto Genon smiled and said, "Normally it wouldn't be that bad, but if you're really that unlucky, I suggest you go to the temple and pray first."
Igarashi Kotomi immediately responded, "Last year I won basketball, and the year before last it was table tennis, so that's not so bad!"
Abe thought for a moment and said, "As long as we don't get a baseball, it should be fine."
Rika turned around and said, "Kaoki, are you okay? Ball sports all have basic skills."
Xiangcheng tried to ignore her inner uneasiness: "I hope I can draw some...normal exercise, like running or something will be fine."
Igarashi Kotomi sighed and said, "It's a shame that the third years can no longer participate. Not only that, but I also have to dance for you."
The cheerleading dance named "Changsheng Lihai" sounds full of the flavor of middle school.
Everyone immediately looked at Igarashi-senpai with sympathy.
Then I thought that in a year or two, they would also be socially disgraced in front of the whole school, and I suddenly couldn't feel any sympathy for them.
Alas, when can this tradition be changed?
Xiangcheng walked out worriedly. Rika had nothing to do today, so she accompanied her to think about this problem.
"If I draw badminton or table tennis, at least I can play a round. But if it's baseball, or..." Xiangcheng looked at the tennis court: "Tennis, I can't even get my serve over the net!"
Rika consoled him, "As for tennis, you can always ask Yukimura for help. The draw is tomorrow and the match is next Wednesday. There's still plenty of time, and you can even cultivate your relationship."
Xiangcheng looked at her speechlessly: "Why do I feel like you're really hoping I'll get the tennis ball?"
"Oh," Li Xiang waved her hand: "Don't worry, everyone hopes you will get the tennis ball~"
"Thank you so much," Xiangcheng said through gritted teeth.
"You're welcome, you're welcome!" Rika accepted it without any burden.
Xiangcheng secretly thought to herself, it would be great if Rika drew the tennis ball~ that would be a real treat.
They picked up a Yukimura on the way, and the three of them continued to move forward, and soon picked up two more people - Niou and Yagyu.
With so many people around, Rika felt embarrassed to keep a sullen face, so she looked around and moved to another place with Xiangcheng.
Yukimura and Niou walked at the side, with Rika, Kaoru and Yagyu in the middle.
"Hahaha! The weather is so nice today!" Xiangcheng tried to break the awkward atmosphere.
Finally he quietly shut up.
You see, I told you not to fall in love with your friends. This is too embarrassing.
On the second day, students in the first and second grades of high school lined up in front of the main teaching building according to their class and numbers to draw lots.
One is to draw the red and blue teams, and the other is to draw the competition among sports clubs.
When it was Xiangcheng's turn, she made up her mind and put her left and right hands into a lottery box.
The paper in the left hand shows the blue side.
The note in his right hand unfolded, shocking the teacher in charge of the physical education department.
"You're the first one to pull this out! Ah, this is a bit dangerous. We need to confirm it. If it's not suitable, we can try again."
The note clearly said "Equestrianism".
Rikkai University has attempted to introduce an equestrian club and recently acquired four training horses and instructors.
We are preparing to shine at this year's sports festival, and it would be even better if we could find some good players with good foundation or talent.
But generally speaking, students with a basic foundation will bring their own horses and have dedicated people to maintain them, so these four training horses are only temporarily borrowed from a nearby stable.
The person in charge handed the drawing of lots to Teacher Misaki and others nearby, and quickly left the venue with Kaoru.
Xiangcheng didn't even have the time to ask Yukimura what he drew.
However, Xiangcheng was very happy in her heart - what a coincidence, she had actually taken an equestrian class in junior high school and got a rare full score.
She tried hard not to laugh out loud, but when the person in charge was still helping her choose a horse, she pointed to the tallest one and said, "Teacher, this is the one!"
The person in charge's expression turned disapproving and suspicious: "Are you sure?"
Xiangcheng made an OK gesture with both hands, and the teacher then called the administrator and asked him to saddle the horse.
The administrator led the horse out to let it get familiar with Xiangcheng's scent. A horse that was accepted into the school must have a good personality. The horse let Xiangcheng pat its head and followed her naturally.
Xiangcheng asked the administrator: "What is its name?"
"Yujiro, it's its mother's second child."
"Yongjiro!" Xiangcheng held the reins and let the horse stroll on the dirt field for a few minutes. After checking the saddle, he stepped on the stirrup with his left foot, exerted strength in his core, and gently put himself on the horse.
The administrator exclaimed, "You have a good foundation!"
The moment Xiangcheng grabbed the horse's belly and patted its neck, Yongjiro broke into a light trot.
After skating for a while, Xiangcheng regained some of his feeling and urged Yongjiro to speed up this time.
Yujiro started to gallop, Xiangcheng leaned over slightly to control the rhythm, tightened the reins after two circles, and slowly stopped in front of the teacher and administrator in charge.
"Hahaha, who would have thought I'd get to choose the student who will perform at the opening ceremony!" The teacher's eyes lit up. "Great, great, we can perform at the opening ceremony."
Xiangcheng hesitated for a moment when he dismounted from his horse and turned around suddenly: "No way, teacher!"
The teacher in charge laughed out loud: "As long as you can find three more students, I'll put you in a team and give you full marks in the sports festival, okay?"
That’s fine!
Xiangcheng happily slipped back to the classroom, and the first person she saw was Rika begging Yukimura.
"Please teach me, Yukimura! For the sake of our years of being classmates!"
"Reject~"
well?
Rika actually won the tennis ball!
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