On New Year's Eve, Kōshū was lying on the sofa at home, with his long legs being passed through like a forest. Exhausted, he finally shrank down to only half of his position.
Then he started to climb around like a big tree, and once again caught the snow that was about to slide down from behind. Kōshū really felt that this child was probably the reincarnation of a monkey.
"Are you the reincarnation of a monkey?"
Even Yu Yu followed suit and his cheeks turned red.
"I'm not a monkey!" Qian Xue remembered eating and not beating, and had long forgotten what he had been taught before.
"It's not a monkey, you keep crawling around."
"Then you can't call me a monkey!" Seeing that the snow was about to cause trouble again, Kōshū could only plug his ears to make up for it.
"Actually, in China, calling a person a monkey means he is very powerful. In Chinese mythology, there is a hero named 'Handsome Monkey King'."
"Huh? Really?" Lang Zhi also came over curiously, "Is it the same as Wukong?"
"That's Wukong."
Next, facing three pairs of eyes, Kōshū could only search the plots of past TV series in his mind and tell them stories. Later, Shen Qing and Mr. Sasaki also participated.
And why children are so interested in news about China recently is because this year Olympics will be held in BJ, which is the hometown of mom and eldest brother, and everyone else is very curious.
It's a pity that the torch relay in Japan is not in Tokyo, but in Nagano.
'Should I ask for leave then? At the end of April, it was the time for Spring Tournament and Kanto Tournament to hand over. '
Unknowingly, it has been nearly three years since I came here. In the first year, Christmas would still feel particularly melancholy because of the exotic scenery, but now he is completely integrated into it.
"What's next?" The time came to nine o'clock in the evening, when they should have gone to bed. The two children were still excited and asked Kōshū what the next plot was.
"How did he become a hero later? Let's talk about it tomorrow!" As soon as the elder brother's face dropped, Qianxue and You knew that no matter what they said, it would be useless, and they were dragged away by Shen Qing to wash up.
They didn't wait for the New Year's Eve. After all, they all had very regular schedules. They only heard voices outside in the middle of the night, probably neighbors passing by.
In such a special festival for Japan, a man finally set foot in Tokyo. He yawned in the cold wind of his long-lost hometown while waiting for his checked luggage.
The phone was turned on, illuminating his chin, "Has dad arrived already?"
In a corner, he found the car half dragging and half dragging three large boxes of luggage.
"Dad, open the trunk."
"Okay." The person who opened the door was none other than Coach Ninomiya, "Why do you have so much luggage? Why don't you just sell it second-hand locally? You have everything at home."
"Ah, didn't I tell you? When I come back this time, I will probably move out and share a room with Kinoshita."
After Kinoshita Yanagi's mother deceived her son into returning home, she gradually lost her feelings of longing for him and became only disgusted with him. She and Kinoshita Yanagi were tired of looking at each other every day.
At this time, my good friend from the United States happened to be back. The two hit it off and said they wanted to move out.
Coach Ninomiya didn't say anything, but he was a little stronger when he opened the door. After the car had driven a kilometer, the old father finally spoke.
"I don't think you two should live together. Since you are independent, rent a place nearby by yourself. That guy Kinoshita can't be found anywhere after get off work. If you two get together, I think your mother will be very worried!"
The people next to me were a little sleepy due to the shaking of the car. They used my mother as an excuse every time. If they were worried, just tell the truth.
Coach Ninomiya continued to talk, "You look like this, it's not like you stayed up all night again."
"Well, my friends from the team ended up drinking together." He could have continued to sign the contract this year, but his family and good friends were calling him, so he had to come back.
He is still looking forward to the children in Tokyo.
"Humph——"
The car headed towards the outskirts of West Tokyo, then turned a corner, and even the taillights were no longer visible. The conversation between father and son disappeared into the night. As for what this personnel change will bring to Kōshū, it is still unknown.
On the other side, the snow is still falling in Hokkaido. Unlike other places, the snow here forms clumps in the air and makes a heavy sound when it hits the eaves.
Hongo Masamune fell on the bed. Due to his lack of height, the roof seemed much higher at this time. The sound of falling snow could be heard in various places high up.
This made the young man feel like he was buried in a safe snow cave. Putting down the book in his hand, he stood up and picked up the letter he had received a few days ago.
Coming from Tokyo, it seems to still have the unique noisy neon there. The envelope and letter paper are very simple, but the aroma on them is expensive. Maybe the person got the envelope and letter paper from the woman's belongings.
"I have already read the novel you recommended to me last time.
After reading it, I immediately felt that the plot was ridiculous, but looking back, it felt meaningful, as if things in the world were ever-changing and uncontrollable.
When I wrote this letter, I wanted to pretend to be a knowledgeable person and copy two books to recommend to you, but I finally gave up.
I have read very little Japanese literature, so I can only recommend Chinese literature to you. I looked it up online and there are already translated versions.
In Seido, you have become everyone's target, and everyone is thinking about how to hit your Fast Forkball next time.
Fortunately for me, my biggest opponent at this stage is still myself.
Do you have any experience on the techniques of investing in Fast Forkball?
I'm very interested in this ball. If I can't tell it, forget it. I'll ask someone else.
This is the first time I have used letter paper to write a letter to someone. Compared with sending a message, I always send what comes to my mind. When I write, I seem to have to think more.
Therefore, I also thought carefully about the answer I hope to get from you.
You are going to play professional baseball, right? So how do you plan?
Hope to get answers from you next time. "
Hongo folded the letter according to the crease again. This was the fifth time since I received the letter, but the reply was still not written well. It was not that it was not written, but it had already been written for five or six pages. If the other party saw it, would they think that he paid too much attention to it?
But the fact is, Renji found out, "What do you secretly write every day?"
Fortunately, Christmas had a holiday, and he went home with a letter and a reply.
'Professional baseball plans? '
To be honest, Hongo has only one impulse in his heart right now, which is to leave here, but he doesn't want to leave in despair. He wants to leave with his head held high in the most satisfactory way, that is, through the professional baseball draft.
The daily pressure and training now are not so much that I yearn for professional baseball and plan, but that I hate this place and hope to fly away.
Sometimes, people's negative emotions are more like firewood for progress than positive emotions. Therefore, this question was asked so seriously for the first time by Hongo, and it was also the first time that Hongo began to think about it seriously.
"Stab-" Another scrap of paper was thrown away.
Kōshū in Tokyo has long since fallen asleep, and in Hokkaido far away, there is another person who is deeply troubled by his problems.
When I was writing the boss's work report PPT today, I put all the action parts in stacked bubbles and turned them into a picture. I was very happy after finishing the drawing.
As expected, you are most free when you are creating.