Love Tennis and Yumiko Miura

Based on her personality, she definitely wouldn't care what others think about her and Zhixian, and she doesn't need anyone's consent to make friends.

She didn't care, but she was worried that this would affect Zhixian's training or rest. The image Zhixian maintained in Sobu was originally to avoid unnecessary trouble. If she continued to do what she wanted, she might cause more trouble for Zhixian. This was arguably Yumiko's biggest worry at this stage. She was always worried that she would do something that would affect Zhixian.

It's a bit like being bitten by a snake once and being afraid of ropes for ten years.

"Hmm?" Seeing Youmiko looking conflicted, Zhixian seemed to be lost in thought.

Great, it’s time to guess what Yumiko is thinking.

"That is, tomorrow at school..."

Tomorrow, school... Zhixian thought.

Could it be that Yumiko is worried about how to get along with others after returning to school?

"Youyouzi can do whatever you want, there will be no problem." Zhixian said, "If you have any questions, feel free to call me."

"Can't I fight if there's nothing wrong?" Youmiko answered subconsciously, but she regretted it right after she said it, wondering why she was complaining at this time!

"Yumiko, you can call me anytime, just like before."

"...Yeah!" Yumiko smiled and then pulled Yuigahama, "Yui, let's go!"

"Ah, okay... See you Tachibana-san!"

A girl's mood is like the weather, often changing from pouring rain to clear skies in just a moment.

----split line----

Because it was a rest day, it was still afternoon when Zhixian came out of the club.

"Everything should be fine at Nozaki's place, right?" Zhixian muttered softly, then sent an email to Youmiko asking if she had returned home, and then headed towards Nozaki's house.

It was the end of the month, and the deadline was approaching. However, Nozaki's illness would obviously affect the progress. Otherwise, Chiyo wouldn't have called her assistant, who had more experience, in such a hurry.

Because he had been busy in the kitchen after morning exercises, Zhixian did not immediately notice the email with "SOS" that Nozaki accidentally sent to the group.

Would Sakura and Hori-senpai, after reading that email, mistakenly think Nozaki had run out of ink? Zhixian immediately imagined the scene of several people each holding a bottle of ink and finding Nozaki lying in bed.

So miserable.

After sympathizing with Nozaki for a few seconds, Zhixian decided to go to Nozaki's house and see what the situation was. After all, they should have been at Nozaki's house for most of the day.

Nothing should go wrong, right? With this thought in mind, Zhixian pressed the doorbell of Nozaki's house.

6 4. Deadline

The one who opened the door was Wakamatsu, Nozaki's junior high school student on the basketball team. He was also currently a first-year student at Sobu.

To put it simply, he is a naive boy, a little puppy.

"Hello, Tachibana-senpai."

"Good afternoon, Rukamatsu." Zhixian asked as he took off his shoes as he entered the room. "Is the progress going well?"

"Ah, I was in charge of posting the dots, while Sakura-san and Hori-san took care of the other tasks. It went pretty smoothly!"

"Really? That's good." Zhixian didn't doubt him, because Ruo Song was a good boy and he would not lie.

Unless it was something he didn't understand - Zhixian looked at the manuscript processed by Hori and Chiyo, and couldn't calm down for a long time.

"What's wrong, Tachibana?"

"Yeah, why don't you say something, Tachibana-san..."

The two asked cautiously.

Zhixian has been silent since he entered Nozaki's studio and picked up the manuscript that the three of them had completed processing. He seemed to be thinking about something.

Five minutes passed without Zhixian saying anything. Wakamatsu, however, acted like a junior and took the initiative to pour a cup of tea in front of Zhixian, acting like a tea-pourer.

"How is this effect point determined?" After another five minutes, Zhixian finally spoke.

Since there are no scripts, I can only rely on my imagination to choose the appropriate effects, but...

"Why are there all these golden glittering effects???" Zhixian looked incredulous. This effect was posted as if it was from some nouveau riche's family. Every grid where Suzuki-kun appeared seemed to have its own special effects, comparable to a certain woman named Teruhashi.

"Ahem..." Hori-senpai turned his head away.

"Did you refer to Kashima, Senior?"

"Ahahaha." Hori-senpai looked around and changed the subject.

"Why are Mamiko's effects like this? Wakamatsu is fine, but Sakura, aren't you a girl yourself?" Zhixian's tone rarely fluctuates so much, which shows how confused he is at the moment.

Chiyo felt very guilty because when she was choosing the effect outlets for the heroine Mamiko, she was thinking of her neighbor and friend Seo Yuzuki - a very un-girly girl.

What’s even more coincidental is that the only opposite sex that the good boy Wakamatsu is familiar with is also this Saeo Yuzuki.

Although we don't know who Seo Yuzuki is, it's not difficult to get a glimpse of him based on this effect. After all, he and the heroine Mamiko are completely opposite types - if Seo Yuzuki was a boy, he would definitely be a super straight man.

Sakura and Wakamatsu lowered their heads guiltily. They now realized how ridiculous it was to use Seo Yuzuki as a template. It was simply using the characters of a comedy comic to substitute for the plot of a girls' comic. How could such an effect be appropriate?

"I guess a manuscript like this won't be published after being submitted, right?" Zhixian put down the stack of manuscripts in his hand and rubbed his temples. The pickup truck effect dots and the eerie effect dots were so stimulating to his vision that it made him feel overwhelmed.

"But isn't tomorrow the deadline? What should we do?" Chiyo was very anxious when she heard this. "It's all our fault for not figuring it out properly!"

"It's okay, Sakura." Chixian took a sip of the tea that Wakamatsu poured. "Although tomorrow is the deadline, or what people call a deadline, there are actually two deadlines."

"Two?!" Hori-senpai and Chiyowakamatsu looked at each other in disbelief. They had never heard of such a thing before.

"Because Nozaki always submits his manuscripts on time, we've rarely missed the actual deadline. The first deadline is just a precaution, because no one can guarantee there won't be any unexpected events. So a slight delay of a few days is within the controllable range. We can always catch up with the typesetting and printing."

"What if the second deadline is also..." Wakamatsu swallowed and asked cautiously.

"That would cause all sorts of problems. If the book's popularity is good, the publisher might just suspend publication to appease readers. But if it's already unpopular, it'll probably be cut short. After all, professional cartoonists sign contracts. If you're unable to complete your artwork and the publisher suffers losses, you, as the cartoonist, naturally have to bear the responsibility. The loss isn't just financial, but more importantly, trust."

After hearing Zhixian's words, they felt extremely guilty, as if Nozaki's career as a cartoonist had been ended by the three of them.

"But it's okay, Nozaki. The original manuscript just has some issues with the dots. Now that it's drawn, it will be much easier to plot." Zhixian's tone softened a bit as he consoled the others. "Please help everyone with the rest of the work."

The three of them nodded, indicating that they would definitely follow instructions and not cause trouble for Nozaki this time.

"Then let Nozaki contact the editor tomorrow when he gets better." Zhixian stood up, "Did he take the medicine?" He turned his head to look at Chiyo.

"Oh, yes! But we have to drink it again after dinner."

"After dinner?" Zhixian touched his chin and came to the kitchen. "Looks like it's time to make porridge."

"I can't help you with dinner. Come back tomorrow to draw the background." Hori scratched his head and prepared to leave.

"Ah, okay! You're a graduate, but you're still bothering me like this, senior. It's really hard work."

"Uh, nothing much. After all, I'm responsible for messing up the manuscript." Hori-senpai smiled wryly. "See you tomorrow then."

"Goodbye, Hori-senpai!"

"Ah, I have to take my leave now. I can't really help much with cooking or anything like that."

So Hori-senpai and Wakamatsu left together.

"Tachibana-san, let me help!" Chiyo volunteered. She was the only one of the three who did not leave.

"Then I'll trouble you, Sakura." Zhixian nodded. He knew that Sakura could still cook, but compared to Nozaki, who had an extremely high wife value, her cooking skills were a little lacking.

After all, I live alone, and life will be very difficult if my cooking and housework attributes are not maxed out, let alone drawing comics.

So the two of them assigned the tasks and prepared to start work.

At this time, Zhixian received an email. After reading the email, he rarely smiled.

This made Chiyo extremely curious. In the morning, when she called Zhixian about Nozaki's matter, it was a girl who answered the phone. She knew that Zhixian was an only child.

A girl showed up at Zhixian's house early in the morning, even offering to help convey Zhixian's message. There must be something fishy going on! Remember, it rained all night yesterday! What kind of girl would be so idle and run to another boy's house so early in the morning? It's impossible to say there's nothing wrong with that!

65. Kitchen Chat

"Um, Tachibana-san?" Chiyo decided to ask about the situation without leaving any trace. "Are you feeling good?"

Girls are more or less gossipy, not to mention Zhixian, who is known as a straight man in school, which makes Chiyo even more curious.

"Yes, that's right." Zhixian did not deny it. He put away his phone, went to the faucet to wash his hands, and began to prepare porridge.

"What does Tachibana-san usually do on his days off? When he's not at Nozaki-kun's place?" "Today is our day off! Why are there girls in your family?" I asked, extremely curious.

Sakura Chiyo evolved into Chitanda Chiyo.

"When I'm not training, I watch anime and manga, or sports games. I'm basically the same as Mikoshiba. I'll occasionally go to his house to play games with him."

"That's why Tachibana-san and Miyu-chan get along so well!"

"That's right. After all, Nozaki hardly plays games."

"It's a pity that it rained heavily yesterday. I guess little Yuyu can only play games alone, right?" Chiyo said this casually while working non-stop.

Chiyo expected that Chixian would probably explain why he didn't go to see Mikoshiba, such as training, rain or something like that.

"I actually think he's not lonely at all playing galgames alone. The game is full of cute girls and he's having so much fun." Zhixian, who dislikes galgames, actually complained about his friend, "After all, it's one of the few opportunities in his life where he can interact normally with girls."

"Ahahaha..." Chiyo was full of black lines, not only because the other party's complaint was quite accurate, but also because the other party did not follow her thoughts at all. "Little Yuyu is also very pitiful... in every sense."

One of my friends thought I was the prototype of a comic book heroine, and another friend would make fun of me for playing a gal game. What's worse is that my classmate is a person who is equally good-looking but far superior to me in all other aspects.

Mikoshiba Mikoto's evolution - Mikoshiba Mikoto is miserable.

Mikoshiba said that a knife fell from the sky while he was at home, catching him off guard.

There's no way around it, because he has a face as popular as Hayama but a mouth like Zaimokuza - he has the appearance of a typical idol drama but the persona of a comedian, it's too difficult.

It would be very interesting if the contrast of Mikoshiba was written into a manzai.

"Come to think of it, little Miyu didn't come today." When mentioning Mikoshiba, Chiyo suddenly realized that he didn't show up. It was obvious that Nozaki's "SOS" was accidentally clicked and became a group message.

"It rained heavily yesterday, so he must have played games under the blanket all night, and then slept all day long." Zhixian answered calmly. It was normal for this to happen to Mikoshiba.

"...You know Xiao Yuyu too well." He even knows details like the quilt covering him.

"He's so easy to understand. I've stayed at his house before."

"Eh? Has Tachibana-san ever stayed at Nozaki-kun's house?"

"Yes, because Nozaki's cooking is so delicious, I couldn't help but stay the night a few times. That way I could have another breakfast, and even get a free lunch box when I went to class the next day." As if recalling the taste of Nozaki's cooking, Zhixian raised his head with a look of longing, "I'll be satisfied when I can be half as good as him."

"But it's rare to find someone who can cook as well as Tachibana-kun!" Chiyo comforted him. After all, Nozaki was an exception. His housekeeping skills were enough to make him a househusband.

And the dead-eyed guy who keeps clamoring about wanting to be a househusband isn't even one-third as good as Nozaki, and his lack of motivation doesn't have even 10% of Nozaki's.

"As a novice cook, I always feel extremely anxious when I cook for others. It's even more nervous than when I'm playing in a national competition."

"Is it really that exaggerated?" Chiyo held her forehead with her hand. "I think Tachibana-san's cooking skills are pretty good, right?"

"The main reason is that there is this terrifying reference figure of Nozaki in front of us." Zhixian shook his head. Compared with Nozaki, he was just a little brat on the street holding a wooden sword and wanting to solo with Miyamoto Musashi.

"Tachibana-san still has a lot of room for improvement, don't be too discouraged!"

Wait! Wasn't she asking about the girl who answered the phone this morning? Why did she suddenly start talking about Nozaki-kun?

Recalling the conversation between the two, Chiyo discovered that she was the one who first mentioned Nozaki...

Xiao Chiyo failed miserably!

After completing the preparations, the two of them set the time and put the pot on the fire to cook. All they had to do now was wait.

Zhixian sneezed as soon as he walked out of the kitchen.

"Eh? Are you infected, Tachibana-san?" Chiyo asked hurriedly, "Do you want to take some medicine too?"

"It's okay, I just got caught in the rain yesterday, I don't have a cold." Zhixian rubbed his nose.

"How can there be no problem if you get caught in the rain? You should take some medicine!"

"Then let's make a cup of Isatis root." Zhixian thought about it and didn't refuse Chiyo's kindness, but he didn't take those pills and capsules.

"Mr. Ju, please sit down for a moment. I'll make you a cup of Isatis root!" Chiyo didn't give Zhixian a chance to refuse and trotted away.

After a while, Chiyo came back with the cup.

"Drink it while it's hot, Tachibana-san!"

"Thank you, Sakura." Zhixian took the cup and smiled at Chiyo.

"Didn't you bring an umbrella after training yesterday?" Chiyo asked casually. She always felt that someone like Zhixian shouldn't make such a low-level mistake, because she once saw Zhixian take out a folding umbrella from his tennis bag.

It's like Doraemon's four-dimensional pocket. You reach in and pull out whatever you want. Maybe a drink, an umbrella, or a banana. In short, you can always pull out something when you need it.

"No... played a game of ball in the rain."

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