Summary: The male protagonist is always wrong

When there is someone around you whom you can never compare to no matter how hard you try, it really tests your mentality.

What's more, Suzuki has been involved in volleyball longer than him and loves volleyball more strongly than him.

Faced with his attitude, Suzuki suddenly grabbed Yin Li's coat collar and yelled at him angrily.

"You know what?! That's what's even more infuriating! If you could point your finger at me and yell, 'You're so weak!' 'You're a piece of shit!' and yell as much as you want, I wouldn't feel so guilty."

Suzuki knew exactly how embarrassed he was now. He was undoubtedly a complete loser.

He pulled Yin Li into the volleyball club, and it was he who broke down and yelled at Yin Li not to play volleyball anymore.

The so-called genius is extremely cruel in competitive sports, and he will never be as good as Yin Li.

The hand gripping the collar gradually lost strength, and Suzuki knew he was just venting his emotions, so he let go and continued.

"I don't need you to forgive me. Just keep winning, all the way to the championship. Carry my resentment and jealousy all the way to the top."

"Jianwu." Yin Li sighed.

From kindergarten to elementary school and then to junior high school, Suzuki Kengo has always been his best friend.

Otherwise, Yin Li would not have rashly joined the volleyball club just because of a friend's request, and spent so much time learning skills and analyzing opponents just to win the championship.

"Feel sorry."

He couldn't agree to Suzuki.

As for volleyball, he may not continue to stick with it.

"Also, thank you for getting me into the Guangxian volleyball club."

After saying that, Yin Li took a step forward and passed by Suzuki who was standing there.

After turning a corner, I saw Ushijima Wakari standing in front of the sink. It was obvious that he had been there for a while. He must have heard the conversation between Yin Li and Suzuki clearly.

"Sorry, I overheard your conversation."

There wasn't a trace of apology in his expression.

"It's okay, Senior Niu Dao, I don't mind." Yin Li walked forward, turned on the faucet, rinsed his face, and then wiped the loose hair on his forehead.

"Just because you had a conflict with your friends, did you give up volleyball?"

Yin Li turned around and raised his eyebrows in confusion. Is this ace of Shiratorizawa such a gossipy person?

But Yin Li still answered obediently, "Of course not. I'm different from Senior Niu Dao. I haven't figured out whether I want to pursue a career in volleyball."

Ushijima Wakari didn't quite understand Yin Li's dilemma.

For Ushijima Wakatoshi, playing volleyball is as natural as eating, but he doesn't want to lose a strong opponent, so he said.

"You're strong. I hope you'll continue playing volleyball. Then I'll beat you."

After saying that, he left.

What a strange senior.

Yin Li shook his head helplessly, and seeing that it was almost time, he prepared to return to the bus.

......

The day after the Miyagi Prefecture IH preliminaries, everyone in Aoba Johsai went to school and practice as usual.

Coach Irihata looked at everyone who seemed a little impatient because they had made it to the national tournament.

Coach Mizoguchi clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention. "It's certainly exciting to have qualified for the national tournament, but everyone can't relax for the next matches. We need to focus on training these next few days!"

"Hi!"

"Hey, Xiaoli~" Oikawa waved towards Yin Li while holding the volleyball.

The stealthiness of Ikawa's action was so strong that Yin Li suddenly felt that he must have no good intentions in looking for her, so she turned her head away and ignored him.

"Stop right there!" Oikawa Toru jumped on the boy and put him in a throat chokehold. "I'm your senior, listen to me carefully!"

Iwaizumi restrained the two men who were making trouble, "Oikawa, you should at least act like a senior."

"It's all Xiaoli-chan's fault~" Oikawa Toru picked up the volleyball beside him and said, "Practice with me. I want to get back to the form I had when I played against Shiratorizawa."

Oikawa Tooru pointed his finger and gave an order.

"So, Xiaoli-chan plays Ushiwaka."

"Xiao Yajin, come and help us hold the ball~"

Watching Oikawa Toru pull one person to the left, call one person to the right and put together a team, Iwaizumi's temple throbbed and asked the boy beside him, "You can't restore your status just by simulating a situation, right?"

"Yes, so Brother Yanquan, go and stop him." Yin Li looked at Yanquan expectantly.

Oikawa Toru has already assembled a team and is ready to face the "Great Demon King Ushiwaka", but Yin Li doesn't really want to be defeated by the hero.

"This kind of training is pretty good." Iwaizumi left the expectant boy behind and ran to join Oikawa Toru's team.

The cobbled-together 3v3 teams took their positions on either side of the net.

Yakin Hide scratched his face in embarrassment, "I haven't coordinated with the left-hand attack before."

The opponent is Senior Oikawa, and this attacker usually cooperates with Senior Oikawa, which puts even more pressure on Yakini Hide.

"It's okay, Yakini-senpai. Just pass the ball as you're used to. I'll cooperate."

Yin Li always felt that Senior Yajin was a little restrained when facing him, even though he was a second-year senior.

Oikawa Tooru, on the other side of the net, was already yelling, "Come on, you left-handed devil!"

Who is he calling? I'm not left-handed, okay?

Yin Li complained in her heart.

The three people on the field are Toru Oikawa, Iwaizumi Hajime, and Watari Shinji.

This is simply Aoba Johsai's strongest lineup in terms of passing, receiving, and attacking, which is really too much.

Yin Li's eyes swept over the people on the other side, "Is Senior Lian Du also fooling around with Senior Oikawa?"

Watari Chikaji was already eager to try, "Because I want to catch Mori's left-handed ball again, I should be able to perform better in the match against Shiratorizawa."

Yin Li can control every inch of muscle in his body as if it were his own arm, and the smash power of his left hand is no weaker than that of his right hand.

Since the Golden Week training camp, everyone from Aoba Johsai has been focusing on special training for facing left-handed players, but Watari Chikaharu still couldn't receive Ushijima Wakari's smash with 100% perfection, which is really frustrating.

"Come on." Oikawa Toru pointed at Yin Li excitedly.

Coach Irihata looked at the situation on the field and nodded with satisfaction.

He was very satisfied that everyone was not overly complacent about reaching the national competition and was still striving for improvement.

At the same time, preparations for the national competition also need to begin.

Volleyball Stage 34

The IH National Competition is in full swing.

On the first day, Aoba Johsai, who did not encounter any volleyball powerhouses, advanced smoothly.

Winning the game so easily left Matsukawa Ichijing a bit dazed. "So this is the national competition. It feels no different."

Hanamaki Takahiro pointed out this directly, "Your expression is like, 'So this is the level of the national competition!'"

Yin Li couldn't help but look sideways. How on earth could Senior Huajuan see what Senior Songchuan was thinking? His face was clearly as calm as ever.

"Oh! I can guess what Xiaoli-chan is thinking too~" Oikawa Toru raised a finger and looked at the boy expectantly, waiting for his response.

Yin Li turned slightly to the side and looked away.

He wasn't really interested in playing this childish little game with Oikawa-senpai.

"That's too much. Why don't you ask me how I guessed what you were thinking? It doesn't matter if you don't ask. I'll tell you, it's the tacit understanding between Xiaoli and I that came into play~"

"So noisy, Garbage Chuan."

Iwaizumi Ichi, who had the same childhood friendship with Oikawa Toru, seemed to be inspired as well, and suddenly felt a chill. Who would have thought that he and Oikawa Toru had such a tacit understanding?

The oncoming team attracted much attention.

The noisy stadium suddenly became quiet for a moment, and then everyone started talking about the same topic.

The yellow-green team uniforms exude the unique aura of a "king." The team in front is Tokyo's first representative candidate for the championship - Ichiyama.

Oikawa Toru suppressed his frivolous smile and looked at the group of people wearing ombre sportswear.

This is the roadblock on Qingcheng’s road to victory.

It has Sakusa, one of the three best main attackers in the country, setter Iizuna and top libero Motoya Komori.

Judging from the strength on paper, it is indeed difficult for Aoba Johsi to compete with such a team.

But who can say for sure what happens on the field?

One of the Jingtashan team stopped and looked towards Aoba Castle West, "Are you the ones who defeated Shiratorizawa?"

When someone mentioned this, Oikawa Toru raised the corners of his mouth, as proud as a peacock with its tail raised, "Yeah."

Sakuhaya Seiomi, who was wearing a mask and had thick, seaweed-like curly hair, frowned and asked further, "Is Rolita not in good condition?"

Yin Li looked at Sakuhaya Seiomi with scrutiny. He had a good relationship with Ushijima Wakari. Did he admire Ushijima Wakari?

It was not good for the junior Sakuhaya Seiomi to be so aggressive towards his senior, so Iitsunosho immediately stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Sorry, Seichen, he and Ushijima are friends, and I didn't mean to offend."

Oikawa Toru shook his head indifferently. He never liked seniors acting like they were his seniors, nor did he dislike ambitious juniors.

Of course, this does not mean that he allows Qingcheng's strength to be underestimated by others.

"If you want to know why Shiratorizawa lost, you'll find out in the finals."

Oikawa Toru's harsh words immediately attracted the attention of the people around him. Everyone was shocked and asked which team Aoba Johsai belonged to.

"A new team making it to the national tournament for the first time? You're really bragging."

Before Jingdashan could respond to Oikawa Toru's declaration of war, a strange Kansai accent with a sarcastic tone came from the side.

Hearing this voice, Yin Li always felt very awkward, and uncomfortable all over. She couldn't help but turn her head and complain to Yanquan in a low voice, "Brother Yanquan, I feel like I can't understand Japanese anymore."

Iwaizumi slashed the boy's lower back with his hand. "Don't try to imitate other people's Kansai accent, you'll end up with a weird accent too."