People in Tokyo, the world is clear

So as time went by, the phenomenon that made people happy finally came.

Niwa Yuzuru's pupils regained focus.

Something called sight finally emerged from the child's eyes and cast towards the two of them.

Naturally triggers a happy response.

Ito Nishika quickly reached out and held the high school student's shoulders, his face flushing with an unfamiliar blush of shame as he spoke his heart out:

"Don't lose heart, Yuzuru! Look, not only did I get fired these past few days, but my new interviews also kept going awry, leading to no company wanting me. But I'm still so cheerful and happy. Just keep a positive attitude, and nothing will matter!"

"..."

This verbal offensive seems to have worked.

Yuzuru Niwa widened his eyes, stared at Lin Sen's face for a long time, and then glanced at Miss Ito's expression.

He opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to express something.

Obviously a good thing.

So, naturally, I feel hopeful.

then.

In the expectant eyes of the two people in front of me.

The high school student spoke slowly.

A puzzled expression appeared on his face.

"What are the two seniors... talking about?"

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"I was just replaying the game in my head. I was spaced out for a moment."

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"what happened?"

After looking at each other in confusion with a similar little fool next to him, Lin Sen was the first to react.

Silly.

Then look at the high school students.

"So, your daze isn't because you're sad about losing the game?"

"No ah."

Yuzuru Niwa looked a little surprised.

Then, the high school student's expression turned thoughtful.

"However, that opponent was indeed very strong. I learned a lot of skills from playing a few rounds with him. Although I lost, I also found a direction to work hard. Next time, I should be able to cause him a lot of trouble."

"..."

"what happened?"

"nothing."

After replying, Lin Sen looked to his side.

The girl had bent her legs and sat on the ground, burying her face in her arms.

"Hmm~"

Make such a sound.

"Senior, I'm the clown."

"It's okay, I'm ugly."

Chapter 12: The requirement of life is to be strong

Many times, people are divided into different types based on their attitude towards failure.

Some people will be crushed by failure, and some people can keep getting up and moving forward.

This is the lesson that Mr. Ugly and Miss Clown were taught by a child today.

The two idiots with wide eyes watched the high school students talking to themselves all the way home.

"I've never been beaten from start to finish like this before."

"I couldn't see his obstructed swing clearly. His ball was fast, with forced spin, and it flew over the net with momentum, hitting my backhand. Compared to him, my forehand was weak and my backhand was not very good."

"The world of professional athletes is truly unimaginable."

There was something depressing in his mouth.

But the tone of expression is calm and indifferent.

Even at the end, the conversation gradually turned:

"...It doesn't matter. In the last few innings, I could almost see the ball's trajectory."

"I need time, I need, more practice."

In the end, Ito Nishika's eyes were focused on Niwa Yuzuru's clenched fist hanging at his side.

The child's face was calm and determined.

Let me say goodbye today with a bow:

"Thanks for helping me contact my opponent, Kobayashi-senpai. I'm sorry for the ugly match."

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"Don't worry. The opponent I found for you was too strong. Fortunately, I didn't destroy your confidence."

This sentence made Yuzuru Niwa shake his head indifferently.

"As for my mentality, don't worry, senior. I will continue to work hard."

Then Ito Xiguo opened his eyes wide and watched the child turn around and stroll towards the open rusty railing door.

"No matter what, the future will not be worse than the present."

Leave a message like this.

The lonely and thin figure is profound.

It was already noon.

From the top of the wall came the sound of birds flapping their wings and falling.

From the orphanage, the innocent sound of a child babbling and counting could be heard.

Then, in the silence, Ms. Ito spoke.

"I always felt that Niwa was a very strong child."

"Of course. After all, it was gold dug out by my buddy."

The blowing of the trumpet broke the slightly melancholy atmosphere, causing the girl, who was still infected by some unknown confusion, to turn away her eyes.

"When it comes to flattering yourself, the seniors are really good at it."

Lin Sen didn't answer.

He just ran to the convenience store in the afternoon and bought a few strings of meatballs to shut the girl next to him.

I also remembered the figure I saw just now, who admitted defeat with clenched fists but refused to admit defeat.

Lin Sen knew very well where that kind of strength that made him unable to be defeated came from.

He came here that way too.

Confucius said: You are already at the bottom of the valley, so no matter how you go, you are going upwards.

People with ambition will always turn the pain of failure into motivation.

After all, sometimes, when you are in the abyss and looking up at the starry sky, you will want to work harder.

"But what I fear most is being in a situation like mine where you're stuck between high and low. Your life isn't terrible, but it's not great either. You're poor, but you can get by. Just hanging around every day makes your brain shrink."

Lin Sen squatted against the back wall of the convenience store with a pocky stick in his mouth.

"Actually, I'm pretty much the same, Senior. I used to have a job that was so tiring I'd fall asleep every day. Now it's even harder, and I have to beg others to give me the qualifications to be a social animal."

Ms. Ito, who was in a similar posture beside her, also squatted down.

A man and a woman were enjoying the gradually warming afternoon at the quiet back wall of the convenience store.

There was the sound of wheels scraping against the road beside me, accompanied by the sound of passers-by's high heels.

Ito Nishika glanced at the posture of the people around him.

She reached out and picked up a pocky stick from the box in his hand. Just as she was about to put it in her mouth, she was mercilessly confiscated by a snail.

"That is to say, we have to eat in a proper and cute way."

"Senior, do you want to apply for a patent for this decadent way of eating?"

"I'll change it right away."

Lin Sen reached out and straightened the chocolate bar that was tilted at the corner of his mouth, and bit it off with a snap.

"But ever since I met Ito, I feel like the trend of that kind of rotten life has changed for the better."

He chewed slurredly.

"I've had an itchy scalp lately, so overall this is good news."

"what?"

Miss Ito turned her head and looked at Lin Sen suspiciously.

"What's so good about this?"

“Because it feels like my brain is about to grow out.”

"."

The girl rolled her eyes, reached out and grabbed several chocolate bars, chewing them happily.

"I hope you can use your intelligence to improve your attitude towards life. As an unemployed person, I may need support from you in the future if you find a regular job."

"Dude, think of a way, okay."

The lunch break ended with casual chat.

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Lin Sen wanted to introduce another dream project he had on hand, but Miss Ito still needed to worry about her livelihood. So in the afternoon, Lin Sen accompanied her to several interview companies.

Process summary: too boring.

In the company, bowing is the most common action, followed by taking the pen, thanking again and again, and filling in the standard form with the information that has already been written when submitting the resume.

Then I nervously knocked on the door of the interview room with my watch.

The first action is to bow and say softly, "Excuse me."

The second step is to get the interviewer's invitation to sit down, then pull out the chair and sit up straight.

Then came the chaotic question-and-answer period, and the excruciating restlessness could be felt even through the glass wall.

Lin Sen looked quite cracked.

As a professional player, he had never gone through a formal interview process in his previous life.

This life is even more heavyweight among the three.

At first glance, I followed the serious interview process for the first time in this country that likes to pay attention to small details like a lunatic. While it was an eye-opener, I also had a deeper understanding of the difficulties that workers face in finding a job.

I don't know what kind of willpower Ms. Ito has to go through this process over and over again.

And worse is yet to come.

When Ito Xiguo pushed open the glass door and came out, Lin Sen only saw an embarrassed expression on the girl's face.

Then his sleeve was pulled and he slipped out with them.