Volleyball, I Am No.1

[This article was uploaded to V on 5.25 And has been completed. Full text subscription is 8.47. Thank you for supporting the original version!] [Recommend your own pre-collection series~Collection is motivation! "When Volleyball Idiots Fall into the Love Trap", CP Guzhao Grinding "Are you playing volleyball or falling in love?" , CP Gong Yoo Copywriting of this article Tenguin Ming, the second young master of the Japanese conglomerate Tengu Group. Kitagawa's number one attacker, along with Oikawa Toru and Iwaizumi, are also known as Kitagawa's Big Three. The young tamed Akashi Seijuurō, his cousin Ushijima Wakatoshi, has a talent that even Takuji the Eagle Craftsman admired. Kageyama Tobio, a freshman, once witnessed his super small diagonal line penetrate the opponent's entire court, dunking 31 goals in a row, accounting for most of the winning team's score in the entire game. Then he went abroad during the Third National Period, unilaterally abandoning everything related to Beichuan No. 1 And having no connection with the country. Three years later, when Tobio Kageyama was a freshman in high school, he saw this long-lost senior again. He was standing on the opposite side, on the court that belonged to Shiratorizawa, receiving the best pass from the setter. "For a long time, there are always people saying that volleyball is fun and that they will love playing volleyball throughout their lives. Don't you think they are weird?" "Please make it clear, the interesting thing is not volleyball, but victory." "The character who cannot bring victory is the loser." "If you want to refute me, just stand in front of me, raise your head, and tell me," "-I would never look at a loser." Reading Guide 1. The atypical teenage comic protagonist, Su Potian, please enter without any brain, no brain, no brain (say it three times). 2. There are some plots about traveling through time and space/soul exchange/virtual future/parallel worlds, which have large logical errors and do not require compulsory understanding. If you are not interested, you can skip Chapters 18-24 and 28 and return to the normal plot starting from Chapter 25. 3. There is a mountain of private equipment, volleyball theory comes from teaching videos, the author has never played, so be careful before entering. 4. Medium to long novel, CP has been decided, Shirabu Kenjiro. 5. It is a fragmentary idea of the author many years ago, the so-called mortals and geniuses (x). 6. Some characters from the Black Basketball World Line will appear, mainly playing volleyball. [Column advance collection copy——] "When Volleyball Idiots Fall into the Love Trap", cp Guzhao Grinding My name is Kari Nekomata, a first-year student at Tokyo Private Onkoma High School. Good at archery. It should have been a matter of course for me to join the Kyudo Club and happily spend three years of high school life. Until my application for joining the club was handed over to the volleyball club. And, my grandfather, Nekomata Yushi, He is the famous devil coach of the volleyball club. Frankly, I couldn't run away. Although I can't escape the fate of joining the volleyball club, I can do well. As long as I'm good enough, no difficulty can stop me. However, I found a guy in the volleyball club who was better than me. The setter known as 'The Brain'. A second-year senior, Lone Claw Grinding. Work conscientiously, respect the old and love the young. I worked hard to play the transparent role in the volleyball club and learned to wipe the floor at 360 degrees without any blind spots. But this arrogant guy always stared at me without saying a word, like a cat that only sees a mouse. Creepy. Until one day, after the last game, he dragged me alone into the corner of the locker room. Bury your head on my shoulder. His warm breath hit my neck. The hair that slowly faded after being bleached and dyed was a little rough, causing itchiness on the skin. He raised his beast-like pupils and stared at me. Although he didn't say anything, But, go by my first instinct. He might want to eat me. … Mission: Glory belongs only to the victor