Chapter 312

On the basketball court, Zhongyuan Zhong always has the lead in the field of sports, and has lost to this day.

Shirase, who was assigned to the "enemy" team member, was frustrated: "Why should I play basketball with Nakaya! He can destroy a group of us by himself! How can we beat him!"

His team members are also used to it, all of them are sheep members who grew up together.

"Let's do, we can't find the joy of victory, but we can find the joy of suppressing Nakaya."

"Yes, it's very interesting to jump high against gravity every time you see it."

"The basketball that stops Nakaya is so fulfilling!"

"Nakaya is really not tall. Is it useless to drink milk? It seems that I don't need to drink it either."

"Your laughter is too loud, just lower your voice, like me hahaha!"

“…####!”

Zhongyuan was so angry that he jumped over the basketball and separated his companions who said bad things.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you lose, go buy water!"

"Hi!"

After playing basketball, Zhongyuanzhong also went to see the cell phone in his schoolbag. My father sent a text message saying that the guest at home told him not to go home too early, and just play outside casually, and remember to put it in.

Completed the work.

Zhongyuan Zhong also covered his forehead: "Every day is homework!"

As soon as these words came out, wailing sounds came one after another, "I hate my career." "If I hadn't been forced to suppress us, I would have dropped out of school long ago." "Say a few words, I can't find a diploma without a diploma

Good job." "Jiang Zhong also supports us. This guy shouts every day to be our boss, and he has a lot of pocket money."

Zhongyuan ignored their delusions, and his father taught him to establish correct values.

"After drinking water, we took a break and went to write about the business. There are leisure tables and chairs here. Fortunately, we have many people, so we can complete it by copying each other."

The juvenile boy who had not sweated much was full of energy and immediately joined the army of the raid industry.

The world where you are born in the middle school level is only the troubles of career and exams.

A group of teenage girls gathered next to the basketball court to write about their business, using basketball to pad their butts, discussing the scenes of math problems, and exuding the breath of youth.

People on the road looked around and sighed that they were old and could not return to the best times on campus.

A couple of high school students discussed.

“Are we doing this in school?”

"Where are so many friends in the middle school period? They have such good relationships. They still write together after playing basketball."

After answering her boyfriend, the female high school student envied the girls who were well protected in the sheep organization. This boy does not discriminate against girls' athletic ability and is willing to play with them.

Too rare.

Such a world of harmony and no discrimination or gender barriers.

Whether the distance between people is close or not, it is fate to be able to become a circle.

People outside the basketball court kept watching them.

The members of the sheep club chattered and could hear the sounds that could be heard dozens of meters away. They saw each of them having a tacit understanding, surrounding Zhongye with the attitude of treating the boss.

In the Central Plains, we are also busy doing difficult math problems.

When he can't solve it, he will think hard and find out the functions of his mobile phone to assist in calculations using the calculator.

Mobile phones are the latest smartphones.

Sportswear is a trendy and breathable high-end brand.

The orange-haired boy has a rosy complexion, his cheeks are fat, and his whole body is full of vitality. It is completely different from the eight-year-old image of surviving by relying on nutrient solution. He is obviously well taken care of.

Weirren couldn't help but smile, his eyes were cold, and the moment he looked at Nakaya was filled with gentleness.

They play basketball and write about how long they will take Paul Weirren.

It seems like I never get tired of watching it.

This is the life of ordinary people and the life of students.

Time flies too fast, and after the sun sets, Paul Weirren had to watch Zhongyuan and take off his schoolbag. He doesn't know what kind of family and guardian are in the Central Plains. The New Year is over

Whether he is happy or not, he has seen many satisfying things from Zhongyuan Zhongya’s smile.

Through the information of Nakaya's school in Nakaya, he found the activity range of his "brother" and watched the other party fight with his companions in the afternoon.

【It's the breath of human beings.】

【My "brother" is closer to humans than me.】

[He can play basketball and write careers. He is like an ordinary student, without any trace of using different abilities. Does this mean that he has become accustomed to the life of ordinary people?]

[No killing, no mission, no strange eyes of others.]

He was sure at a glance that the boy was his brother, and he was born the same way he was born.

The taste of the same kind of "god" is so clear.

【Those companions are too weak.】

[It's so annoying, I actually copied the business written by my "brother" with great effort.]

Paul Weirren, who was trapped in the "brother-control" mode, was displeased and had a very contradictory attitude. On the one hand, he liked to see that he also became an ordinary person in the Central Plains. On the other hand, he hated ordinary people without distinction between superiority and lacked strength, blocking him.

The "brother"'s sight may be dragged down by Zhongyuan in the future.

The time for the flight back to France was up. Paul Weirren did not stop and worked in a hurry for so long. He only saw his "brother" for two or three hours to fill his regrets over the years.

He is a little greedy.

I will stay longer next time.

At Haneda Airport, Paul Weirren actually saw the works of the same name and surname as the Nakabara - the poetry collection "Song of the Young Sheep" and "The Last Kurono" in the airport duty-free shop.

He is proficient in Japanese.

Not only because of the mission back then, he knew that his younger brother was Japanese.

Paul Weirren tore open the packaging bag and flipped the first page. He was still looking at Zhongyuan's products until he boarded the plane. He smiled even with a mask on his face.

"The tender poem is like a lamb."

He picked up "The Uncle Ye" and opened it, silently chanting the poem in his heart.

"The lamb grows up."

The transnational journey is long.

Paul Weirren unexpectedly felt that this time was not boring, and his heart flew out of the world that restricted him.

He wants to return to France to find a person who can disguise him and replace him.

after.

I slowly understand Zhongya.

After the plane lights were turned off, Paul Weirren closed his eyes and felt disgusted that he had not booked a first-class cabin, which caused a passenger around him to lean indecently after falling asleep.

What novel's plot of a romantic encounter? None of them.

This is just a greasy middle-aged uncle.

Paul Weirrenmo cut off the other person's body in a position that affected his health. Then, in the high altitude environment, a person's scream of pain came from beside him.

The flight attendant hurriedly ran over, turned on the light, and helped the person out of the seat.

The flight attendant apologized to the others for the passengers. When he glanced at the young man with black hair and blue eyes, he seemed to have an illusion. How could he see the other party mocking the passenger who is sick?

It was a subtle, cold and unspeakable smile.

Dangerous man.

The stewardess' heartbeat was accelerating.

Paul Weirren did not affect his mood for the trivial matters on the journey. He closed his eyes and rested, waiting to return to France. His future was full of goals that could be expected.

For example - recognize your "brother" and take your "brother" to live together?

The prerequisite for this is that France will go away.

...

When Zhongyuan Zhongya came home, he found that the door was open.

Shibusawa Ryuhiko looked at Dazai Osamu with a grim look that made people goosebumps.

Dazai Osamu waved his hand and smiled: "Oh, Nakaya!"

What happened?

How can the atmosphere at home be a little hot?
To be continued...