Fujii stopped waving his sword and looked at his eyes and horse: "can you see?"

    "Yes. Your left hand is a little weak. " Talk nonsense with horses.

    Fujii sighed: "when I prepared lunch for myself in the morning, I accidentally knocked over the rice cooker at home. I wanted to remedy it temporarily. As a result, I pulled my hand too hard and spilled the rice. I was scalded myself. You see, it''s still red."

    Fujii and Ma show the big red spot on her right hand.

    And the horse reached out and poked.

    "Don''t touch it, it hurts!" Fujii beat him and the horse.

    "You''re too careless. Have you been to the health room?"

    "A little hurt!"

    "Don''t hurt a little. If you don''t deal with it properly, it may get worse in the afternoon practice. Moreover, it is about to decide on the main players of the county assembly. If you don''t perform well in the afternoon training, you may not be able to play. "

    "You''d better worry about yourself first, master! Fan! Generation! " The three words behind Fujii are particularly long.

    After all, he just started school. It was just this week that the club training started. Last week, everyone didn''t get into the state.

    And to tell you the truth, I''ve gone through all the crossings. I must be thinking about how to take advantage of the advantages of the jumper to reach the peak of my life. The champion of the national Kendo conference in high school is not like a horse.

    In addition, his plug-in has not been started before. He may not be able to play kendo. He might as well consider how to use his advanced knowledge of the times.

    So I didn''t care about activities with Malay societies,

    It can''t be said that he didn''t care at all. When he saw a girl like Fujii, he was very concerned.

    Fujii makako, with the pure and beautiful girl unique to this era, has the traditional round face of Japanese girls and the sweet smile of sugar.

    Usually look around, you can harvest a good mood.

    But now the beautiful girl looked at he Ma with provocative eyes, with a naughty smile on her face and a long voice again: "Shi ~ fan ~ Dai ~"

    And Ma Zha tongue, joked: "it seems that someone owes to clean up."

    "Well, it seems that someone has forgotten that he and I lose more and win less."

    He ma is not surprised. Just now he saw that Fujii''s Kendo is level 4 without genre, while he Ma''s original owner''s own genre has only practiced to 3. Xindangliu''s 6 was brought by he ma.

    Is there a genre that only determines the way of fighting? Kendo actually depends on basic skills.

    An expert with solid basic skills can make the weak drink a pot just because of the accuracy of the distance.

    So it''s reasonable for no genre 4 to kill rational flow 3.

    But it''s different now.

    And Ma looked at Fujii. Although she was joking, if we beat her now, we might have some small benefits.

    Fujii smiled: "I''m strained in my left hand now. Maybe it''s a good chance for you to win me, Tong Shengjun."

    And Ma: "you have a point."

    "Eh, really? While the girl was injured, she did whatever she wanted. I didn''t think tongshengjun was such a person. " Fujii pretended to be contemptuous, but immediately he couldn''t help laughing. He ran to get the protective gear, "come on, there''s just enough time for us to compete."

    Ma and I can''t help but wonder if the Lord has an affair with Fujii. I envy him. Then I''ll take the offer impolitely.

    However, Fujii''s title is still Mr. Tongsheng. Japan is actually very particular about the title. Judging from the title, the previous Tongsheng, Ma and the young lady are at most less than the lovers of Youda.

    While thinking, he and Ma put on their helmets - because the new members of the community who can be called at will have not been recruited, and the protective gear is still personal. He and ma have been fishing these days, but they haven''t been cleaned at all. Now the headgear has a strong smell of sweat.

    When the club recruits, a three-year-old like he ma can throw protective gear cleaning to the new people of the club.

    The sports associations in Japanese schools are so terrible.

    Fujii: "there''s not enough time to wear full armor. Let''s fight like this."

    And the horse looked at her and found that she was wearing a helmet and gloves and no body protection at all.

    "I have no problem." And Ma shrugged and put on gloves, and then they went back to the center of the Kendo hall.

    Fujii posed directly.

    He ma looked at her suspiciously. He bowed first according to the procedure - this is a habit formed by practicing xindangliu. Master Hasegawa would be very angry if he didn''t do it.

    Fujii smiled: "when did you become so obedient? In the past, they were all impassioned and said that they were all old bad habits. Should they be broken? "

    And the horse, and that? Zhengzhu thought is quite progressive.

    He was too lazy to explain. He couldn''t explain clearly, so he put on a pose directly.

    "Fujii, should we bet something?"

    Fujii tilted his head: "well... Let me see, a week''s lunch... Forget it. If you win, I''ll buy you a week''s lunch. If I win, you''ll run around the playground five times. One circle corresponds to one day''s lunch. Is that fair?"

    Fujii should know that Tongsheng''s family is not rich now.

    He Ma: "it''s not fair. Even if I don''t lose to you, I will often be punished to run away from the playground. How about this? If I win, let you touch your head. If you win, let me...... "

    "Big goat! Face! " Fujii suddenly started and rushed up shouting.

    Her movements are quite well practiced. It can be seen that she has really worked hard.

    But and Ma dodged quickly.

    Quickly Dodge, pull the distance, and then pose with the horse as a tooth process to exert force.

    "Face!"

    The head of the bamboo knife hit Fujii''s mask accurately.

    "Ah?" Fujii''s face was confused. He and Ma could feel her doubts through the mesh mask of his helmet.

    "Wait, wait, wait! Why is it noodles? Why is this noodles? "

    HEMA: "when you hit your helmet, shout face to face. That''s how daemungoro taught you."

    "Of course I know that! I asked, "how did you call?"

    "Just... A very common spike?" And the horse shrugged, and then returned to the sword holding position in the middle.

    Fujii and Ma put on a posture and took a deep breath: "you do it again!"

    And the horse.

    "Face!"

    "Wait a minute! Slow down! " Fujii shouted, "I''m not ready! Come again! "

    She posed again and took two deep breaths this time. The undulating curve with the breath shows that she is still very talented, which is very rare.

    Japanese girls don''t have so many g-cup monsters in this era. Fujii is already big.

    Fujii: "OK, I''m ready!"

    The next moment and the horse hit her mask.

    "Wait a minute!" Fujii stamped, "slow down! Let me see what happened! "

    "Then... I''ll do the decomposition for you?"

    "Don''t break it down! No! Again! As long as you slow down a little, I can see clearly! "

    When he was in trouble with the horse, he really couldn''t slow down. He put his body in the corresponding posture and won''t be in charge of him as soon as he made a force.

    In order to pretend to force girls to open their skills, it''s difficult to ride a tiger.

    In fact, Ma Ken and I can beat this girl. After all, Ma and I have practiced for several years. It''s no problem to bully a little girl with real skills.

    Now it''s too late to regret. Slip away.

    And Ma: "that''s all for today. Class is coming."

    He took off his helmet, put away his bamboo knife and turned to go. Fujii rushed up with an arrow while taking off his helmet: "wait a minute! Do it again! You can slow down! Teach me! "

    After all, the girl is good at Kendo and has great strength in her hands.

    And the horse pulled hard, but he didn''t pull his hand out.

    "Don''t your hands hurt?" He asked, "go to the infirmary! Otherwise in the afternoon... "

    "It''s because of the selection in the afternoon that I let you teach me! You''ve never used this before. I won''t ask where you learned it. Share it! I also want to go to the national competition! "

    "Then I''ll do the decomposition for you..."

    "No! If you use it a few more times, I can learn it myself! "

    And horse clothes, is this girl such a character? Usually I can''t see it. I think it''s a sweet girl next door.

    But think about it carefully. She has practiced Kendo and is a little strong.

    "There''s no time! You have to change your Kendo suit. " It''s reasonable to move with Ma. He just ran with Ma. He was wearing sportswear. He had to go back to the social affairs office and change into an ordinary school uniform. Fujii was even more troublesome. He had to go to the joint building of the sports club and use the women''s dressing room there.

    Public schools generally have less funds and do not have so many facilities. Men''s dressing rooms are generally in social organizations, and women use public dressing rooms.

    Of course, there are exceptions to public schools endorsed by universities, such as the Affiliated Middle School of Tsukuba University. Although it is national, it is more heroic than most private schools.

    But this is not the case with beige University, so Fujii still has a long way to go back to the United Social Affairs Office.

    Fujii pouted, but seemed to give up at last. She whispered, "come and teach me at noon! Don''t try to run! "

    And Ma guoduan decided to sneak to a deserted place for lunch at noon.

    There''s no way. He can''t slow down this move. If he wants to teach it, he can only break down the action

    "Listen! See you! No! Yes! " Fujii stuttered word by word. At the same time, he pulled and the horse towards himself.

    At this time, a violent drink resounded through the Kendo Hall: "Tongsheng! Fujii! What are you doing? "

    The violent drinking made them tremble together, and then they went together.

    It''s daemungoro.

    "Don''t you know that school rules prohibit impure heterosexual communication!"

    This is the 1980s. Japanese schools are very similar to Chinese schools in the 2000s in many places.

    And Ma and Fujii realized that they seemed a little too close now. Outsiders seemed to want to hug and kiss.

    Fujii Shua blushed, loosened and the horse bounced back several meters“ Go out and run for me! " Damon Wulang roared, "run until you don''t have the energy to love me! Come on, run! " And Ma: "report to the teacher! Fujii''s left hand is hurt. She should go to the school medical room! " Damon Goro stared at and the horse for a few seconds“ Fujii, go to the school medical room! Tong Sheng, run circles for me! " Fujii: "report to the teacher! I need someone to help me to the school medical room! " Damon Wulang was silent and stared at them to exert invisible pressure“ You two, go running circles together, run until the preparatory bell rings, and then write me a 3000 word essay to explain your views on the word integrity in the school motto. " He said with a gloomy face“ Yes! " Shout with Ma and Fujii. The voice is very loud - it''s not loud. You''ll be asked to shout again. Damon Wulang turned to leave and looked at Fujii with Ma: "are you a fool? So I have to write another small paper. " Fujii made a face at and ma.