Chapter 162

When I opened the door of the cafe, a copper bell on the door made a crisp sound, but xiuci kithara came in and found that there was no one in the cafe - the decoration was very stylish and the location was also good! Is business so depressed?

He just wanted to ask if there was anyone. A man in the corner of the elegant seat put his catkin on his head, smiled and said, "Beiyuan classmate, I'm here."

Beiyuan xiuci looked at the sound and found that it was Suzuki Naixi. He immediately frowned.

Suzuki hoped that he wouldn't move. He got up and walked over, stretched out his hand and asked with a smile, "where's the letter?"

Kithara took the letter and shone it on the light. He found that it was really empty. However, he didn't lose the letter group, but really handed it to Suzuki xiuxi. He smiled and said, "the letter has been delivered. It's nothing. I'll go first, Suzuki."

It's false to deliver the letter, but it's true to deceive yourself. It's wrong. It's better to go first and settle accounts later.

Suzuki Naixi didn't stop him either. He just popped the envelope and said with a smile, "it's good that I finally remember my 'old friend'... Hey, Beiyuan, I can let you take the initiative to see me for the first time, so I can let you take the initiative to see me for the second and third time. We're not fools, so it's better to save some time for each other?"

Kithara xiuci stopped and turned back to look at Suzuki Naixi. She also tilted her head and looked at kithara xiuci playfully. She has the unique style of a third of a girl - don't be deceived by this appearance. She is a very strong person in her bones. I didn't like to chat with her in the coffee shop last time. This person didn't know what he did. He could drive the teacher to deceive him into coming to the coffee shop. It's a bit of the same thing. He won't stop until he reaches his goal.

Kithara smiled and said, "what's the matter with Suzuki?"

He wanted to hear what Suzuki Naixi wanted to do. There should be no big enemies in the past. It seemed that he didn't ambush himself, but just wanted to talk to himself.

"Please take a seat first. I'll be tired after standing for a long time! You can take any position you like. Only the two of us are received here today. By the way, I like to sit in the corner."

"I like to sit nearby." Hideki kithara doesn't talk about the gentleman's demeanor with Naixi Suzuki. She picks up the seat at the door and sits down. Naixi Suzuki smiles and sits opposite Hideki kithara - full of super feeling in tolerance - and then smiles and asks, "what would you like to drink?"

"Water!"

Suzuki Naixi rang the table bell, summoned a waiter, and then ordered, "two glasses of water, one to 36 degrees Celsius and one to..." she looked at kithara Xiuji, and kithara Xiuji said casually, "whatever."

The waiter went up to prepare, and Suzuki Naixi smiled and explained, "I have a bad stomach. I can't drink anything too cold and hot."

Kithara Xiuji doesn't care. Suzuki Naixi just wants to drink 100 degrees of boiling water. That's her freedom. She just smiled again and asked, "what can I do for you, Suzuki."

"Would you like Beiyuan to work for me?"

"Effectiveness? What do you do?"

"How about playing baseball with me?"

Hideki kithara looked at her in surprise. She was not sure what it meant. She asked strangely, "baseball? Are you referring to softball?"

Baseball and softball come from the same source, but generally speaking, one outdoor and one indoor. The baseball field is large and the softball field is small. Boys generally play baseball and girls generally play softball. There is indeed a women's softball team in the private Dafu School Park.

Of course, there are also men's softball games and women's baseball games, but in terms of scale, it is not generally small - mainly because it is difficult to recruit people. Generally, girls can't throw the ball from the pitcher's mound to the hitting area. Even if they throw the ball, the speed is very slow, and it's more difficult to hit if they don't hit, and the softball field is a little small for boys.

For example, the throw distance of baseball is 18.4 meters and that of softball is 12.2 meters, which is the difference between 60 feet and 40 feet. Although it's twenty feet short, it's completely different.

Should Suzuki Naixi play softball if he wants to play? But what does that mean with yourself?

When the water came, Suzuki Naixi was a strange special cup, and kithara Xiuji was an ordinary glass. Suzuki Naixi took a sip of water and said with a smile, "it's baseball. Yes, the school baseball club is so disappointing. I'm going to form a new team and lack a good pitcher. What are you willing to do?"

Hideki kithara is full of strange. Is this school run by your family? You said to form a team again? But he didn't care. It wasn't his business. He replied casually, "no, I don't have time."

"What kind of ball are you good at? High and low ball? Sliding ball? Curve ball? Falling ball? Four seam finger ball? Two seam fast ball?" Suzuki Naixi sipped again and talked to himself, but asked with great interest.

"I can't play baseball, and I'm not going to learn." xiuci kithara frowned. Can't Suzuki Naixi understand people?

Suzuki Naixi was rejected, and his expression did not change. He still smiled and said, "well, I don't like forcing others. Beiyuan classmate, but I really need a potential pitcher. Can you think about it again? We can make an equivalent exchange. You can ask for anything."

Although the other party cheated first, his words were reasonable, not tough or reckless. The previous deception can be defined as wanting to talk very much, but it is not unforgivable. Hideki kithara's expression slowed down slightly and replied seriously, "I'm very busy and don't have time to participate in community activities. Thank you for your invitation, Suzuki. Go find someone else!"

Suzuki Naixi lowered his head, his smile gradually disappeared, and whispered, "is that the only way? It's a pity..."

"I'm sorry." kithara xiuci stood up and prepared to go. It doesn't take three people to send a letter on the way. Dongmei and Xueli are still waiting across the road. It is estimated that according to Rob's temperament, she has been impatient for a long time, and 80% of them swear secretly.

Suzuki Naixi didn't get up to see him off, but continued to say sadly, "my father likes baseball very much. I hope to give him a good game, the Jiaziyuan game dominated by me..."

Like baseball in Japan is not a strange thing, but Suzuki Naixi's tone is a little pathetic. Beiyuan Xiuji hesitated and said, "your father..."

Suzuki Naixi raised his eyes and looked up. There was a glittering flash in his eyes, and kithara xiuci couldn't help looking up. However, he could only see the ceiling. He understood something in his heart, bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, it's really regrettable."

It's for the dead father. It's more understandable to use some harmless means. Beiyuan xiuci was silent for a moment. Looking at the sad girl, he felt a little soft hearted, but he really had limited time, and he really didn't know baseball. He could only comfort him by saying: "I wish you can find a good candidate, Suzuki. Don't worry, there are many boys in the school, and there are still two and a half years. No, you can wait for the first grade next year, and you'll find it slowly."

Suzuki Naixi looked up and smiled, gentle as a flower, weak and sad with a third of strength, "I'm not in good health, two and a half years... I may not have so much time."

The light in the cafe was very clever. She sat there with her face slightly tilted back, her eyelashes showing the light, and the stars and tears. Her face looked particularly pale, her thin lips were bloodless, and she was very weak... She was a girl who had lived in the hospital for five months since the first year of senior high school. She was a famous sick seedling.

However, quite excellent girls, who are filial and seriously ill, do not abandon themselves, but always insist on learning in the hospital bed. Under such bad conditions, they can be tied with their own back to the furnace, which is worthy of respect, even respect.

It's amazing! It's a pity that heaven is jealous of beauty.

Hideki kithara sat back involuntarily and asked softly, "what's the disease, Suzuki?" he wants to brush [medical skills] anyway, so that he can find a way to wake up Zhilong Fukuzawa in the future. If the girl's disease can persist until then, he thinks he can sneak some hands and feet and save such a respectable girl.

"Congenital cardiopulmonary dysfunction. With the development of my body, my cardiopulmonary burden is getting heavier and heavier. The doctor said a long time ago that I may sleep at any time and won't wake up. The shadow of death has always enveloped me, making me autistic for a long time, and even got savant syndrom. Savant syndrom saved me and can make me appear in front of you today."

Kithara xiuci nodded slightly. He has been brushing his [medical skill] skill level. Although he hasn't brushed it yet, there is a lot of integration of medical books. Needless to say, it's easy to understand. There's no need to talk nonsense about the importance of those two organs. If there's a problem, people can't stand it. He also knows that this disease can be called "scholar syndrome".

This disease has a one in two thousand chance to appear in patients with developmental disorders such as autism, autism and Asperger's syndrome. The symptoms are extremely talented in music, painting, calculation, drawing and building 3D models. There is even a one in 100000 chance to produce super talents.

For example, Mr. peak, the prototype in the Rain Man film, has the ability of mechanical memory. He has memorized more than 15000 books. He can tell the number, telephone, postal code and history of every city, village, street and highway he passes through. He is known as a living "Encyclopedia".

Another example is that you can have strong mental arithmetic ability, and you can instantly say how many seconds a person has lived for 65 years, 3 months and 7 days.

The human brain is amazing, and its potential is far from being developed to the end - for Suzuki Naixi, this is luck in great misfortune and a ray of light in hell.

No wonder she got full marks in the first grade of high school. Such people can't speculate with common sense. There are a large number of painters, writers, musicians, architects and even scientists who have made extraordinary achievements due to this disease in human history.

A little bit of luck in Despair makes people feel even more sad. Xiuci kithara stretched out his hand and said softly, "can I hold your hand, Suzuki."

He has believed it and feels completely reasonable. Now he just wants to use his skills to determine the severity of the disease, so as to judge how long the poor girl can last. If he can save it, it doesn't hurt to save it secretly. Even he doesn't want to get any benefits. He just feels sorry and sympathy.

Suzuki Naixi gently nodded, stretched out his hand and shook with Hideki kithara. A moment later, he said softly, "your hand is very warm. Thank you, kithara! I've seen you throw tennis. You have great potential. Kithara, as long as you train under my guidance, you can become an ace Pitcher of a team and help me finish my work before my life dies..."

She couldn't go on, because xiuci kithara held her hand harder and harder, and her face became more and more ugly. She felt some pain and couldn't help saying, "don't be sad for me, Beiyuan classmate, please relax. I've felt your heart. It's really warm..."

Kithara Xiuji didn't relax. She looked up and said with a smile, "sad? It seems that there's nothing to be sad about... Suzuki, is your father really dead?"