"Do you want this golden volleyball or this silver volleyball?"
"Or... Are you falling in love with me who loves to play volleyball?"
Kuroo Tetsuro smiled bitterly and took two steps back: "If you give up these earthy love words... I think I will love you even more."
"Wrong answer!" Songlin Zhaoxi approached dissatisfied: "You should say-"
"You made a mistake, what was it?"
"You love me so much that you don't know what to do."
Who can save him? Kuroo closed his eyes unwillingly.
Every team has a "brain", and the "brain" of the Yinju women's team is Songlin Zhaoxi.
But unfortunately, on the court, his football intelligence is as good as Einstein's "brain", but after the game, he is as happy as a mentally retarded child.
"Such a person must not be a captain."
"No, not even the vice-captain."
"Be a mascot!"
"Wouldn't it affect our image?"
"Do we still have something as advanced as 'image'?"
"Yes!"
Who can save us? Teammates shed tears of torture.
Intention: Youth is for fighting!
