Summary: The male protagonist is always wrong

"Thank you, Xiaoli-chan." Oikawa Toru smiled at him.

During the award ceremony that followed, Yin Li was absent-minded.

What's with that smile of Oikawa Tooru?

What happened to him? It was just graduation, just going abroad. Why did he smile so... dejectedly?

Was it loneliness or sadness? Yin Li couldn't tell.

At this time, Toru Oikawa was hugging his companions from Aoba Johsai with the joy of winning the championship.

Everything that just happened seemed to be just his illusion.

The dazzling light of the camera shone into the boy's cobalt blue eyes. He seemed to find it a bit dazzling and turned his head away, and the picture froze.

Coach Mizoguchi smiled broadly at the players and said, "Everyone, take a break. We'll take the bus back soon."

"Hi!"

The joy of winning the championship washed away all the fatigue, and everyone was still full of energy after playing 5 rounds.

"It would be great if Chungao could win the championship next year as well."

"Next year is still a long way off."

"Every one of the contestants in the national competition is extraordinary. It's incredible that we defeated them all and became the champions."

"Those guys are indeed strong, but after all, Sen from our team is the strongest."

"Yeah, the FMVP is Sen after all!"

"By the way, where's Mori?"

Yin Li was outside the bathroom at this time, and was entangled by the very wild setter of the Inarizaki team.

Gong You opened his mouth wide in an artificial manner, "Wow, isn't this the champion? How amazing!"

Miyaji glanced at his twin brother and said calmly, "It's really amazing. You must be envious."

"Who's envious? We'll beat the champion soon. You and your setter just wait at the Spring High School."

Gong You twisted his face and uttered harsh words.

Yin Li had just gotten over the wave of Guanxi accent yesterday and had just regained the feeling of speaking "Mandarin". Today, he met the twin foxes who spoke Guanxi accent again. He suddenly felt uncomfortable all over and told him that he could not accept the Guanxi accent. Yes, he was just tasteless.

Yin Li ignored Gong You's harsh words, looked around at the surrounding environment, turned sideways, and asked considerately: "Are you two seniors going to the bathroom?"

"Don't go, why don't you go?! Don't ignore me, you idiot. You're pretty good at dribbling the ball, so why don't you be the setter?"

"If you don't go, I will." Miyaji walked past Miyayo and bumped him with his shoulder.

It's so childish to even speak harshly to the younger generation.

"Aji, what are you doing?!"

It was so noisy, the two of them were like little school kids.

Seeing that Gong You's attention was no longer on him, Yin Li immediately prepared to slip away.

Gong You noticed his movements with sharp eyes and immediately shouted, "Hey, the one from Qingcheng, what's your name?"

"Senior Gong You, my name is Sen Yinli. What can I do for you?" Yinli had no choice but to turn around and see what the setter was up to.

"Hey, you, are you playing volleyball just for others? You're such a boring guy."

As Gong You finished speaking, the air was silent for a moment.

Volleyball Stage 44

Yin Li is no longer at the age where she cares about other people's opinions and would try to argue with others.

Therefore, he just looked at Gong You politely and said, "Senior Gong, I will take my leave first."

Gong You originally thought that this sarcastic boy who was full of provocative remarks would fight back against him with a serious face, but he didn't expect his attitude to be so nonchalant.

"Huh? What the hell?!"

Even more annoying!

"It's terrible, it's so terrible, what a boring guy!"

As soon as Miyaji came out of the bathroom, he saw Miya You standing alone at the door cursing something.

Just ignore it.

On the other side, Yin Li walked out of the gymnasium and joined the large force west of Qingye City.

"Xiao Li, you're so slow~ It shouldn't take this long to hide from the reporters, right?"

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

After several days of competition, the team finally started the return journey. Everyone in Qingye City West was exhausted. As soon as they got on the bus, they lay down on the seats and fell asleep.

Iwaizumi kicked Oikawa Tooru away, who had fallen asleep on his lap.

Yin Li watched poor Toru Oikawa slide down onto the seat, his head bumping against the ground as the vehicle moved, so she kindly put a soft pillow under him, then turned around to look at Iwaizumi Ichi who didn't seem ready to sleep.

"Don't you want to rest for a while, Iwaizumi-san? I have an eye mask here."

The boy shook the eyepatch in his hand.

Iwaizumi glanced at him and shook his head. "No, I'm not sleepy yet."

Deceiving.

Before getting on the car, Yin Li saw him yawning.

The boy didn't expose her, but just took out his tablet and prepared to put on headphones, as if he was planning to spend the next few hours like this.

"Yin Li."

Just before Yin Li put on her headphones, Yan Quan spoke as Yin Li had expected.

"Even eating and sleeping are well-behaved. No wonder Oikawa Tooru thinks you're a prude. Did I say you're a stuffy person?"

Yin Li, who thought he was going to talk about serious matters and was about to listen, said: "?"

Why did you suddenly attack me?

Iwaizumi tilted his head, glancing past the boy at the passing scenery outside the window. "I don't know what happened between you and that Oikawa guy, but if there's something going on, just explain it clearly."

"Nothing happened between me and Oikawa-senpai..."

Yin Li's voice gradually became lower as he spoke. He couldn't understand what all this had to do with him.

"Look at them now. They are all fast asleep. Why aren't you sleeping?" Yanquan turned to look at the boy beside him. "You must be tired too."

Yin Li shook her head. "Well, I don't want to sleep. It's just my habit."

It’s not that I don’t want to sleep physically, it’s that I don’t want to sleep psychologically.

There are such people in the world who regard eating and sleeping as extremely private matters, and they feel exposed when doing such things in front of others.

Although Yin Li had tried her best to overcome this feeling, she had no interest in "performing" sleeping in front of others.

Iwaizumi sighed, "You're like this even when you're eating, so well-behaved. Oikawa Tooru called you a prude, and it turns out the nickname was right."

"But sometimes you should be less reserved. It's not shameful to act like a spoiled child, to be willful, or to be persistent."

Yin Li was stunned for a moment, with thousands of thoughts running through his mind, but in the end he still didn't understand what Iwaizumi Ichi meant, or the connection between him and Oikawa Toru.

Yin Li looked at Yanquan Yi suspiciously, "...Brother Yanquan, what's wrong with you?"

Iwaizumi glanced at Oikawa Toru, who was still sleeping soundly beside him and snoring after excessive exercise. "I don't know the specific reason, but this guy's sudden decision to go abroad is related to you."

"I respect his choice, but I don't want you to regret it either."

Yin Li pondered for a moment, took off the other earphone, and looked at Yanquan Yi who was lecturing him, feeling a bit like the pot calling the kettle black.

"Iwaizumi-san, what about you?"

"I know what you're thinking. Since Oikawa-senpai, the setter, has chosen to retire, why don't all the third-year students retire as well? That would be better for Qingcheng. But what about you? Do you want to go to Spring High with us?"

"You said I wasn't willing to open up to you. Iwaizumi-san is also timid and hesitant."

"I want to go to Chungao with everyone and go to a bigger stage."

The most unbearable thing is when a child who has always been very sensible in the family suddenly starts crying and asking for candy.

Iwaizumi suddenly felt tears well up in his eyes, and he couldn't help but rub the boy's head, which looked so tactile. "You've grown up."

Yin Li looked at him with dead eyes, "Are you my mother?"

He then received a glare from an annoyed Iwaizumi, and sighed.

"Qingcheng's regular team currently has four third-year students. Once we graduate, if there aren't any strong first-year students next year, the team will quickly become overwhelmed. It's best to let you start integrating into the new team now."

Yan Quan's sigh did not move Yin Li at all. The young man looked out the window, recalling the past with some melancholy.

"I have no sense of team spirit. When I was in junior high school, Guangxian's coach said I wasn't suited to volleyball. I think he was right."

Yin Li really couldn't treat his teammates' failure as his own failure.

When you don't have the desire to win, nothing matters.

But if one day he tried his best to win, but missed the victory because of his teammates' lack of effort or a mistake, Yin Li asked himself whether he could accept it all calmly.

He won't blame his teammates for their mistakes, but he can't help but feel resentful.

Therefore, he had no intention of taking this team sport seriously.

He never gave up volleyball, he just never started.

"I've always hated group activities."

"Do you really think so?" Iwaizumi stared at him oppressively with a look that was as if he were a fool.

The friendly relationship we have enjoyed over the past few months is real, the sweat we have left on the court and the balls we have entrusted to our teammates with trust are all real.

He even had the nerve to say I wasn't suited to volleyball? I hated team games?

Yin Li looked away with a guilty look, "I understand. This is all because of everyone's tolerance towards me. The current team is just a special case."

Looking at his teammates who were now soundly asleep, Yanquan suddenly felt overwhelmed with thoughts. "How do you know that the team in the future won't be better than the current one?"

"I don't know." Yin Li's cobalt blue eyes flickered with tiny glints, and a faint smile hung on the boy's face. "But I don't think it will get any better."