Self-cultivation of passerby male protagonist

"Go go, don't disturb me! The next ball, the next ball will definitely be hit!"

Wu Ye blushed and made a promise, but he didn't have any bottom in his heart.

"How about giving up quickly? If you continue like this, what can you do?" Youxiang stared at Wu Ye calmly, and the pressure in the words was invisibly exerted on him.

With a sigh of Ruoyouruowu, Youxiang threw the final goal.

"..." Staring at the flying ball, Wu did not speak either.

In fact, as early as the first goal, he had realized that there was an insurmountable gap between himself and Yuuka in terms of strength and technique.

No matter what he does, the result may not change. Besides, the game has reached the ninth game, and their team still scores zero. Even if there is a probability of 1 in 10,000, he hits, so what?Failure is already doomed.

I have to admit that most of a person's life is doing meaningless things.

As he is now, of course, this is not intended to belittle the companions who fought with him to the final round.

After all, meaninglessness is just a statement, and the fact of hard work cannot be erased, but the so-called meaning can't be defined by anyone.

It's as if he has always known that with his half-hearted level, he can't hit the ball thrown by Youxiang anyway. Failure is doomed, and Wu Ye's actions cannot change the final result.

Yes, the only thing that cannot be changed is the result.

However, if you want to ask this doomed losing game, why does he persist until now, of course there is only one answer-

"What are you kidding? It's not a question of losing or winning!"

It's not about expecting a miracle to happen, nor is it about expecting a failure without regrets. Before the brain starts thinking, the body has already acted. That is an instinctive, natural choice.

Rather than thinking about the so-called value, he is biased towards the inner choice.

To put it simply, it's just unhappy being so scorned by you, bastard!

Wu Ye took a step forward and swung vigorously.

"Fly for me! Youth--!"

clang------!!!!

Looking at the baseball flying high into the sky, Wu also smiled contentedly. He threw away his bat, opened his arms to the sky, and ran on the field, crossing first base, second base and third base. at last--

Won……

...

...That's strange.

"Thanks for your advice!"

After the game, the players from both sides bowed to each other, Wu Ye looked at the score, and the corners of his mouth showed a subtle smile.

0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-1

The last effort was the change from 0 to 1. They still failed miserably, but... I don’t know why, he didn’t feel too disappointed.

Rather, he was already happy to see Senior Youxiang's surprised expression in the end.

However, he seems to be the only happy person...

"Why do you look like you have won, Wu ~ also~" Yakumo Zi's gloomy voice appeared behind him, and Wu felt cold and sweaty all over.

"Zi, Zi...?" Wu also wanted to escape, but found that it was already too late.

"Now, what we said, if you lose, you have to accept the punishment." Zi smiled and stretched out his hand to Wu Ye, his smile full of appalling kindness.

"Hey, hey, don't force yourself to add drama, you obviously never said it!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Take it! Wu Ye!"

"Don't come here!"

Struggling to escape from the punishment of Yaunzi, Wu accidentally bumped his head on someone else, and when he looked up, it turned out to be Youxiang.

The other party's expressionless expression made Wu still a little flustered.

"Uh, sorry."

Wu Ye, who had originally apologized and wanted to leave, suddenly realized that the other party seemed to have something to say, so he bit his head and asked, "That, Senior Youxiang, is there anything else?"

"...Really, although I don't want to admit it, but, yes..."

Youxiang's cold expression melted little by little. She curled her mouth slightly, and stretched out her hand to Wu: "You are too weak."

"..." Wu Ye's face was directly black. Did this guy come here to mock him?

"but--"

Youxiang turned around and said unexpected words: "The last ball was played beautifully, Wu Ye."

"Huh?" Wu was also stunned.

Is this recognition?

He looked down at the hand that Senior Youxiang stretched out to him, and the surroundings were already full of people at some point. There were people on his side, Senior Youxiang, and many others who came to watch the game.

Everyone surrounded him and Senior Youxiang, and seemed to be expecting his response.

Wu Ye slowly raised his hand, but stopped in midair at the last moment.

That is probably the feeling of happiness.

Expected by everyone, and then responded to everyone's expectations, and then surrounded by such gentle eyes.

No one can cry, anyone can smile, anyone can choose a happy life, no more sacrifices, no more bloodshed, no more nightmares in the future.

Usher in every sunrise in anticipation, send away every sunset in satisfaction, a fulfilling life, eternal fetters, let laughter all over every corner of daily life.

Ah, how happy, if this is my life, if this is my future, no matter how many times, I will definitely choose to seize it.

Yes, as long as I hold that hand, I can get everything I dream of, but...

But...

"Can I really enjoy such a happy time?"

Wu Ye raised his head and faced the incomprehensible gazes of the crowd. Slowly, his smile revealed a bitter and scarred face: "It's too dazzling, the world you live in is too dazzling for me ."

As if worried that tears would fall unconvincingly, Wu also tried to expand his smile: "The happiness that is taken for granted to you is a miracle that I can't reach even if I work hard, pretending that I have lost my memory. , Pretend that you have never stepped into darkness, so that you can get happiness?"