Chapter 32
It turns out that the boy who looks like a god is named Yukimura Seiichi, and he is the captain of the tennis club of Rikkai University High School.
He is currently in hospital for observation due to pneumonia caused by an accident. It is said that he found a drowning child at the beach and jumped in to save the child without hesitation. As a result, he caught a cold that night and was hospitalized for pneumonia.
The weekend training camp originally scheduled with Seigaku was also postponed.
In short, the boy not only has a godly appearance, but also a heart as good as gold!
I admire this beauty named Yukimura Seiichi more and more.
Perhaps my gaze was too obvious; even the straight man Echizen Ryoma noticed something was amiss. He poked my elbow and snorted, "Your eyes will pop out if you keep looking at me."
If there weren't so many people here, I would have rolled up my sleeves and started a fight with Echizen Ryoma. However, the fact was, as soon as he said that, he immediately attracted most of the attention to me, including that of the beautiful minister.
I immediately lowered my head and looked at my toes. The beauty's gaze was like the sun in the sky, and I dared not look directly at her.
Besides, my toes were touching the ground... He wouldn't think I was some kind of nymphomaniac, even though I do think I was... Hehehehe (No)
But, Echizen Ryoma, how are you going to pay me back for what you owe me?!
At that moment, Fuji-senpai stepped forward, leaning slightly to the side. His slender but broad figure stood directly in front of me, shielding me from most of the gazes. Noticing those gazes vanish, I felt a sense of relief, and even my breathing became smoother.
Senior Fuji is as attentive and gentle as ever.
I cried my heart out.
"Is the game over?"
He changed the subject directly and successfully diverted everyone's attention.
"Ah, it's over,"
Tao Cheng looked excited, holding the tennis racket in his backhand and leaning it against his shoulder.
"Three to two, the victory belongs to us, Seigaku!"
Hearing this, Kirihara Akaya was the first to explode. "Next time, I'll definitely beat you! And not in a training match like this, but in the official national competition! I'll definitely kill you without a single piece of armor left!"
"The final victory will definitely be ours, Rikkai University!"
Am I seeing things?
Why did it feel like a layer of red light surrounded this kid at that moment?!
Echizen Ryoma adjusted his hat and slowly uttered his classic line: "Madamadadane! Even if I come again countless times, I will still defeat you!"
A group of people started arguing in front of me about who would be the final winner between Seigaku and Rikkai University, and the scene became very lively for a while.
No one has time to pay attention to me in a wheelchair...
Senior Fuji really... saved the situation just in time!
I breathed a sigh of relief, and when I looked up, I saw that Senior Fuji had turned his head to look at me at some point. Noticing my grateful look, the corners of his lips rose slightly silently.
It seems to be saying, "You're welcome, junior."
For a moment, I was bewitched by his smile.
Then I belatedly realized a strange fact—
By the way, is everyone who plays tennis in this world handsome?
Why does it feel like any one of the two teams would be above average if they were to walk out on the street?
*
I originally thought that my only interaction with that "divine" minister would be a brief encounter during the day, and I felt a little regretful that I didn't get to say a word to him.
As a result, we met each other at the vending machine in the inpatient department that night.
He was wearing a light-colored hospital gown, which looked even whiter under the indoor lighting, revealing a slightly morbid beauty, and seemed to be thinking about what to drink.
Since we had only met once, I didn't dare to go up and say hello. I just parked my wheelchair a few steps away from the boy and prepared to wait patiently for him to finish his purchase before going over.
However--
One minute, two minutes, three minutes... five minutes passed...
The boy still stood there motionless.
Seeing that he looked like he was having trouble making a choice, I finally mustered up the courage to speak: "Well... if you're really undecided, you could consider that Uji Matcha, it's really good! Of course, this is just my personal suggestion..."
He came back to his senses and looked at me, an apologetic look on his face. He said softly, "I'm sorry, it seems I wasted too much time thinking and made you wait so long... But, Uji Matcha, it sounds like a good suggestion!"
After saying that, he put two coins into the vending machine.
Clang——
Clang——
He bought two bottles of Uji Matcha and handed one to me.
I was a little surprised, "Huh? For me?"
"Just consider it as an apology for making you wait so long. I hope you don't mind... I remember you. We met not long ago, right? You are Echizen Ryoma's childhood sweetheart, Koizumi Na."
I was stunned. I never expected that he would recognize me after only meeting me once.
"Yes, Yukimura-senpai, what a coincidence! Could it be that we are patients on the same floor?"
"Fellow patient? That's an interesting name, fellow patient Koizumi-chan."
He was amused by my word "fellow patient" and unscrewed the bottle to take a sip of Uji Matcha.
“It’s really delicious…”
I was dazzled by his smile, and when I came to my senses, he pushed me and my wheelchair back to his ward.
He stood at the door, waved at me, said "Well, good night, junior sister", and then helped me close the door.
Senior Yukimura is also very gentle and considerate. He is so handsome, kind-hearted and responsible... He is perfect no matter how you look at him!
At that moment, my desire to be admitted to Rikkai University reached its peak!
*
The next day, Sister Xiong came to visit me in the hospital as agreed, bringing with her a study plan tailored for me to get into the University of Tokyo.
I looked at the mind map of more than ten A4 pages and felt sincere admiration for Sister Xiong. Tears of emotion almost flowed from my mouth. I felt dizzy just by looking at the first page.
"Sister Xiong, did you do this all by yourself?"
I took a quick look at the daily schedule.
I get up at six in the morning, spend half an hour washing my face, brushing my teeth and having breakfast, then memorizing knowledge points until half past seven, then go to school, attend classes from eight to eleven, eat for half an hour at noon, and then review knowledge points without stopping again. After class at five in the afternoon, I do two hours of exercises before going home, then spend half an hour eating and taking a shower, and memorize and do exercises until half past eleven to go to bed.
The cycle continues.
"Are you serious? This is totally going to cause sudden death?!"
"Of course. Haven't you heard the saying, 'If you don't die from studying, then study until you die.'"
She looked at me speechlessly, then held up her glasses with her hand and began to introduce herself incessantly.
"I know it's a bit difficult to get you from 0 to 100 in one go, but it's okay. As long as you study exactly according to my schedule for the next three months and improve step by step, you still have a good chance of getting into Rokkaku, Yamabuki, or Seidoluf. If you do well, you should also have a chance to get into Seigakuen. As long as you successfully get into these schools and then work hard for three years of high school..."
"Wait, what if I want to get into Rikkai University? What should I do?"
Ignoring the suffocating daily schedule, I interrupted Sister Xiong and asked the question that had been bothering me all night with anticipation.
That’s right, I want to go to Rikkai University!
Of course, it’s not because I was impressed by Yukimura’s beauty, but I just heard that their school spirit is rigorous and it is also a very excellent high school!
She looked puzzled, "Why does it have to be Rikkai University?"
I was a little embarrassed, "Because I met my crush yesterday, and he's from Rikkai University!"
Sister Xiong: “….”
Didn’t you vow yesterday to cut off your hair, turn a deaf ear to the outside world and focus on reading the books of sages?
It changes so fast.
Haha, woman.
"Are you sure you want to go to Rikkai University? For your crush?"
I nodded quickly and looked at her expectantly.
Sister Xiong reacted quickly. She quickly glanced through her plan, then skillfully took out a pen from her bag, spent five minutes revising the plan, and handed it to me.
"Yes, if you can achieve this level, then Rikkai University is not impossible..."
I took the plan excitedly and took a look at it, but my eyes suddenly went dark.
"Waking up at three o'clock every day? Going to bed at twelve o'clock at night? Am I some kind of evolved alien who can't sleep?"
"Nana, I think you have an incorrect understanding of Rikkai University,"
She put on a cruel smile.
"Rikkai University's passing score is nearly a hundred points higher than Seigaku's. Ask yourself, if you don't really put your life into studying, how are you going to catch up with those scores? Waking up at three o'clock is my last kindness to you..."
I grabbed her hand, interrupted her again, and said firmly, "Qingxue! I choose Qingxue! Please, I really want to go to Qingxue!"
"Didn't you say your crush is at Rikkai University?"
I smiled and said, "A crush is a short but passionate love."
She was confused, "So?"
"So the key word is 'short-lived'. Thank you, I've come to my senses. I choose Seigaku."
"You're pretty good at English then..."
*
Three days later, I was discharged from the hospital with the doctor's consent.
On the day I was discharged from the hospital, only Aunt Hayami came to pick me up. Since it was a weekday, Echizen Ryoma and Sister Xiong had classes, so although they couldn't be there, they both brought me small gifts to celebrate my discharge. Sister Xiong gave me a beautiful notebook, and Echizen Ryoma gave me a cute cat phone charm... To my surprise, Mr. Masakyo and Senior Fuji also gave me small gifts.
Mr. Yajing sent a beautiful bouquet of flowers.
Senior Fuji gave a very cute stuffed bear with a long cactus in its cute paws.
Because the original house had burned down, Aunt Hayami had no plans to rebuild. Instead, she put the entire piece of land up for sale and bought another house in the city.
Not only that, after retiring from her position as an international police officer, she bought a store in the city and opened a flower shop, selling flowers and plants as well as coffee, and providing seats for customers to rest and chat.
The name of the shop is 'Poirot'.
I asked her why she chose this name, and she said that because she liked a detective named "Poirot" created by the writer Agatha Christie, so this coffee shop was named Poirot.
Although I doubted whether Aunt Hayami, who had never run a flower shop or a coffee shop, could really do it, I was sincerely happy to see her having her own business and happily busying around in her own shop all day long.
This also made me more determined. I have to study hard and make more money in the future, so that even if my aunt loses everything, I can still let her live a good life...
In the next three months, I almost completely followed the plan that Sister Xiong gave me. Every day I went to three places: home, school, and Poirot Cafe.
I have completely given up online social networking, but this time I informed my friends in advance and they all expressed their understanding.
In the final month of the sprint, I didn't even go to the Poirot Café. Every day after coming back from school, I would go straight to my room to study.
The day after the exam, I fell asleep as soon as I got home. I slept for a whole night and a day without waking up.
Finally, Aunt Zaojian realized something was wrong and came to my bedroom to wake me up.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with my body. It's just that after three months of non-stop high-intensity study, I suddenly relaxed. My body, which had not had enough rest for a long time, couldn't help but force itself to sleep for a while, but the sleep process was a bit long.
Amidst the anxious and nervous waiting, I finally had my junior high school graduation ceremony.
*
When I saw my name and Qingxue's name on the list, I almost burst into tears. I hugged Sister Xiong beside me and it took me a long time to compose a complete sentence.
“Wow, wow, I, I… I did it! Sister Xiong, Sister Xiong! Thank you—wuow, wow…”
She hugged me back gently, and when her hand touched my slender, somewhat bony butterfly bones, her eyes were filled with both heartache and relief. "That's great, Nana, you did it!"
We hugged for a while, and then I calmed down. I looked for Sister Xiong's name on the bulletin board. Sure enough, she was in the top three, but the school...
"Hyotei Academy?! Why Hyotei? Sister Xiong, aren't you planning on applying to a public school?"
"That's what I thought at first, but my family insisted that I go to Hyotei,"
She felt helpless.
"They say this is a family tradition. Even though I'm just a collateral branch, I still have to follow the rules of the game."
My pupils instantly dilated, "Could it be that Sister Xiong is a hidden rich second generation?"
"Eh? Don't you know? Did you forget my last name?"
"...Atobe? That's not the Atobe I'm thinking of, is it?"
She smiled and looked at me like I was an idiot, "Which Atobe did you always think it was?"
I'm sorry, I always thought it was just an ordinary Atobe.
However, the super rich woman has always been by my side!
"Rich woman, hungry, begging for food."
I immediately stuck to it like a plaster and started making a scene.
Sister Xiong just replied indifferently: "Go to hell."
While we were playing around, Aunt Hayami also came to the school to attend my graduation ceremony. However, she came with someone I didn't expect to see.
It’s Senior Fuji.
He was wearing a loose sky blue pullover and sweatpants, with a SLR camera hanging around his neck, and was chatting with Aunt Hayami as if he was very familiar with her.
"Fuji-senpai? Why are you here?"
Before he could answer, Aunt Hayami at the side quickly jumped in, "I invited Zhou Zhuo here. I didn't expect you two already knew each other... Zhou Zhuo is a regular customer of my shop. I was thinking of finding a photographer to take photos of your graduation ceremony, Nana, to keep as a souvenir. When I was struggling to find a photographer, Zhou Zhuo said he could give it a try, so I brought him along!"
No way, has the world become this small?
I stammered, "I see, so that's how it is. I'm really sorry to trouble you, Senior Fuji."
He smiled back at me and said, "No need to bother. I'd like to congratulate you on getting into Seigaku! You'll really be my junior from now on."
"Hahaha, yes! I'll have to trouble you for more guidance in the future!"
But how did he know that I was admitted to Qingxue as soon as he arrived?
However, my doubts did not last long, because the head teacher found me and said that in view of my great progress, he hoped that I could go on stage to give a graduation speech.
I wanted to refuse, but Aunt Hayami seemed very excited. "Wow, the graduates are giving speeches! Nana, that's awesome!"
Then I had no choice but to go ahead with it.
But as I stood backstage waiting, I regretted it. Aren’t graduate speeches always announced at such a last-minute notice?
Am I completely unprepared and have no idea what to say?
My brain feels empty and I feel a little dizzy.
I found a small stool and sat down, but the dizziness did not go away, but became worse.
"School girl, eat something to replenish your energy,"
Senior Fuji also appeared backstage. He walked up to me with a bag in his hand, half-knelt down, and asked with concern:
"Your lips are pale. Did you miss breakfast?"
I didn't eat it, it turned out to be hypoglycemia...
After knowing the reason, I felt relieved.
As long as it's not a serious illness...
I took the bag that Senior Fuji bought for me, which contained a cream bun and a bottle of fresh milk.
"Thank you, Fuji-senpai."
While I was unpacking the bread, Senior Fuji also found a small stool and sat next to me, then lowered his head to fiddle with his camera.
"...Xue Chang, do you like to turn...turn to photography?"
I asked vaguely with a piece of butter bread in my mouth.
"...Well, it's also one of my hobbies. I think it's fun to freeze some memorable moments."
As he said that, he raised his camera and pressed the shutter button before I could react.
"Like now, for example."
“.......”
For example, now, should we say that this moment is worth remembering, or that this moment is interesting?
I was stunned for a moment, then belatedly swallowed the bread and shouted, "Damn it! You can't secretly take pictures of girls while they're eating. It's too ugly!"
"No, I think it's very cute. When the school girl eats, she looks like a little hamster."
I:"......"
Although you praised me for being cute and stuff, could you please not describe me as a hamster?
Damn, I feel like I’ve been scolded!!
"Anyway, happy graduation!"
*
After this little episode, I was obviously not as nervous and scared as before. By the time the host cueed me to go up and speak, all the bread and milk had already gone into my stomach.
With the encouragement of senior Fuji, I took a deep breath and slowly walked onto the stage.
The first row held the school leaders, and the students and parents attending the graduation ceremony followed. Aunt Hayami and Senior Fuji were sitting in the middle of the third row, and I spotted them immediately.
Aunt Hayami immediately waved at me and made a cheering gesture, while Senior Fuji raised the camera in his hand.
Slowly exhaling the foul breath I had been holding since I took the stage, I began my speech.
"First of all, I'd like to thank the teachers for giving me this opportunity to stand here and give a graduation speech. Over the past three years, I've gained a lot of friendship and knowledge in this school. I'm also grateful to the teachers and classmates for their help along the way. I especially want to thank my good friend Sister Xiong, Atobe Xiong. Without her, I wouldn't be who I am today. And my dear Aunt Hayami, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have the opportunity to stand here..."
"Finally, I have one more thing to say to my math teacher. Thank you for teaching me, a simple-minded person. But I'm sorry, I still didn't pass math. And I want to tell you one thing: it's not terrible to be biased in one subject. As long as you are biased to the extreme, you will still be invincible..."
Hearing this, all the students in the classroom burst into laughter.
Aunt Zaojian was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously opened the notebook and turned to the column of grades, only to see it clearly written on it -
Chinese 100, English 100, Mathematics 40...
This kid is really... Is she really a genius?
"Finally, I wish everyone a happy graduation!"
Just like that, amidst laughter and joy, my junior high school life officially came to an end.
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