Even the whole world is trying to match us up

Chapter 141 Determining Attack
Sports festival, commonly known as sports meeting.

Natsume Qingyu didn't hate it, he was even a little emotional.

Recalling his previous life, as a "long-distance runner who took shortcuts while the teacher was not paying attention and still counted down", he would not be forced to participate in some grueling events at every sports meeting.

There is nothing we can do about this.

Although he has the ambition to help the class win glory, in the eyes of the class teacher, he is just a solid experience package.

Naturally, he would abandon the little transparent person on the playground and become like a ghost, floating around the playground doing nothing. When he learned this truth, he was so sad that he laughed.

During the sports meeting, he had the hobby of wandering around to comment on the game, the behavior of escaping from the playground and running to the canteen to buy some snacks, and the ideal of secretly playing on his mobile phone while hiding in a place where the class teacher would never find him.

However, the good times did not last long.

The class teacher soon learned the lesson and established a rule that everyone should write a certain number of cheering manuscripts, and those who did not participate in the competition had to write more.

Don't underestimate the cheering manuscript, it is also very tiring.

He had to flexibly use a series of dry words such as athletes, sweat, hard work, spirit, etc. to combine items to write a cheering draft of at least 50 words. This almost killed him. In the end, he used the magical power of the Internet to copy a few words. I don’t know if the classmates at the radio station noticed that they had read many copies of the same thing.

All right.

Forget the past.

Let these terrible facts pass.

What appears now is a nearly perfect body.

His tough and powerful body, coupled with his smart brain, allowed him to excel in most sports.

When I thought about it, I became the athlete in the cheering article I once wrote.

Natsume Qingyu was very excited.

Although he has never played football, he is still very confident.

"What are you doing there?" Hatsukano Suzune asked the boy standing not far away.

Really, what are you anxious about?
Can't wait to witness the birth of the next Bailey?

Make a plan in mind and fix the ball.

He retreated slightly and stepped forward suddenly.

Lift your foot and kick it out!
The football immediately started spinning, very fast and with great momentum, dragging out a long afterimage in the air like a giant dragon.

Hatsukano Suzune subconsciously jumped up, trying to block Natsume Kiyoshi's full blow.

But unfortunately, the results are not optimistic.

She tried her best but couldn't leave the ball with its own thoughts.

The ball flew straight out of the playground from the left side of the goal.

The style of the hot-blooded boy comic has faded away, and the unwarranted crows are squawking across the sky.

The scene turned cold for a while.

The autumn wind blew over the girl's face, bringing doubts.

"Did you do it on purpose?" Hatsugano Suzune looked away and turned to him.

With such a big goal frame, how could a young man with his extraordinary talent not be able to kick it in?
"No." Natsume Kiyoha told the truth. Although he had considered the gender of the goalkeeper and decided to control the goal angle at the corner of the frame to avoid hitting the girl's soft body, he did not expect it to be so crooked.

"Then why is it so crooked?" The girl was even more confused. In her heart, Natsume Qingyu's strength should not be like this.

"Mistake, mistake." Natsume Qingyu scratched his head awkwardly and smiled.

"Go pick up the ball yourself." Hatsukano Suzune sighed softly, put one hand on her hips and ordered.

"Hi--"

Natsume Qingyu nodded, immediately started running, and took the ball back.

He firmly believed that it was just the first shot in his life, and it was normal that his strength control was not accurate enough.

As long as you try a few more times, you will be able to shoot in without any bias based on your own talent.

Take a deep breath and exhale.

Suddenly he raised his foot and shot out again.

This time, as expected, there were no mistakes like last time.

The football flew out of the playground from the right side of the goal frame.

Hatsukano Suzune didn't say a word, just looked at him quietly.

Natsume Qingyu immediately understood and trotted to pick up the ball.

The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time...

All the balls, without exception, flew far away from the playground, and their accuracy was extremely poor.

The boy decided to adjust his approach and kicked the ball into the center of the goal frame.

The eighth time, the ninth time, the tenth time...

The ball still has its own ideas, even more outrageous, turning into dancing with the blue sky.

The football boy took off his coat, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it towards the door frame.

It landed accurately on Hatsukano Suzune's coat.

It is a little habit of his to put his own things on top of other people's things outdoors.

The goalkeeper noticed it, and his lips and teeth moved slightly for a moment, but he didn't say anything.

Diai walked over.

Natsume Qingyu originally thought that she would pick up his clothes and throw them somewhere else, or put them under her own clothes, but in the end, she simply folded them and put them back in place.

Is it obsessive-compulsive disorder...

The fourteenth time, the fifteenth time, the sixteenth time...

The ball and the ball frame seem to be two magnets with the same magnetism and can never touch each other.

I don’t know how the young man did it, it’s simply incomprehensible.

Hatsukano Suzune gradually lost her guard, and when she was free, she began to help him pick up the ball.

The twentieth time, the twenty-first time, the twenty-second time...

The football soared into the sky, as if it was higher than the sun.

After falling back to the ground, the football stopped at the goalkeeper's feet.

Looking at the opponent's impeccable long legs, Natsume Qingyu wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Finally woke up.

He finally found the reason for his failure.

It must be the soul of the Eastern Kingdom in my body and mind that is secretly causing trouble!
Damn it, has that patriotic heart become so strong?

Is it really necessary to adjust the slope of the playground so that the ball can roll directly in?
Damn it, this is simply a conceptual level debuff!
He decided never to laugh at Dongguo football players again unless they kicked the ball into their own home.

"Natsume-san, please don't waste your time. Are you really serious about playing?" Suzune Hatsugano gently raised her foot and kicked the ball back to the boy's feet.

Eleven meters is not too far, right?
Why can't he kick over?
"I'm really serious." Natsume Qingyu looked at the ball that accurately landed at his feet, almost crying. Pride mixed with the autumn sunshine and shattered all over the ground.

"Is it because I'm standing inside and can't let go?" Hatsugano Suzune asked again coldly.

"...No." The boy hesitated for a second, wondering whether to tell her that he was debuffed at the concept level.

"How hypocritical." Hatsukano Suzune walked out of the basketball hoop with her arms crossed, turned around and ordered, "Kick it in."

Hear the words.

Dongguo football player Natsume Kiyoha did not take a run-up, did not accumulate energy, and just raised his feet slightly.

boom.

The ball missed, but hit the door frame.

It made their hearts beat a beat faster.

"Oh yeah." The boy stamped his feet and cheered.

"What are you so excited about? Aren't you still not in?" Hatsugano Suzune closed the corners of her mouth, forced her face to sink, and stressed.

"I'm not a professional football player. Being able to touch the goal means that I'm not far away from success." Natsume Qingha raised his neck, scraped his nose confidently, and jogged on the spot to warm up. "As long as I work harder, I will succeed." You can see results today.”

"Yes, maybe my expectations for you are too high, and there will inevitably be gaps." Suzune Hatsukano nodded in agreement, adjusted the football with her feet, and kicked it back.

"Although I only started playing football today, I am confident that I will be able to meet your expectations soon." The boy also stopped the ball with his feet.

"You've never played football?" Hatsugano Suzune suddenly realized something, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterflies.

She really hadn't considered this situation.

Natsume Qingyu thought for a while and did not answer immediately.

Instead, he grabbed the football with both hands, stretched his arms back and forth, tapped his toes on the ground repeatedly, trembled all over, and said, "Does this count?"

Hatsukano Suzune saw the boy's funny look, her almond-shaped eyes were crooked, her fingertips were touching her mouth, her body was trembling slightly, and she let out a very small laugh.

After her mood stabilized, she asked with interest: "Natsume-san, may I ask, what is this?"

"A dance that requires the participation of football." Natsume Qingyu unearthed a distant memory film from the depths of his mind and responded matter-of-factly.

"Dance?" Hatsugano Suzune raised her head and shook, and a warm smile suddenly appeared on her cold face.

She thought she had long been accustomed to the boy's innocence, but she didn't expect that he had a big trick to make her laugh.

"You look down on it? Let me tell you, this is the essence summarized by a large country with 5,000 years of history. It is the dance skill mastered by the most students in the world. And comprehensively evaluated from aspects such as improving the heart and lungs, exercising physical fitness, dispelling cold, etc., its The status is no less than the birth of "Five Animals"." Natsume Qingyu explained seriously.

"It's so famous, how come I don't know about it?" Hatsukano Suzune had systematically learned many high-class dances, but she had no impression of the description given by the boy.

"That's because you have little talent and limited knowledge. Read less extracurricular books and more large-scale documentaries." Natsume Qingyu responded unceremoniously.

Suddenly, dark clouds formed on the girl's face, and her smile disappeared.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Natsume Qingyu hurriedly hugged the football, straightened his body, cleared his throat and said: "For the sake of you being my minister, I will tell you secretly, this is Dongguo's secret technique for strengthening the body."

"It turns out to be the secret technique of the Eastern Kingdom. Where did you learn it?" The confusion in Hatsugano Suzune's eyes became more intense. She always felt that something was wrong.

Is Natsume Qingyu teasing her again?

But there was light and confidence in the other person's eyes, just like a simple aunt in the country selling her own fruits.

"A friend from Dongguo told me."

Hatsukano Suzune gave him a meaningful look, then tilted her head like a football coach and gave instructions: "Okay, stop talking nonsense and continue practicing."

"you do not believe me."

"I don't have friends from the East, so I can't jump to conclusions, so your words need to be examined." The girl cleverly avoided the topic and replied quite rigorously.

"You just don't believe me. Where is the most basic trust between friends?"

"Okay, I just don't trust you. If you can dance with a football, why don't you go to the playground and kick a few laps. And the dance itself is full of flaws. As long as it is a spherical object, can the name of the dance be changed?" Hatsuro Ye Suzune raised her hand to her forehead and revealed the secret with one word.

Natsume Qingyu also wanted to know what the school leaders were thinking at the time, and defended without confidence: "Maybe they felt that playing football was too dangerous, especially without the guidance of professionals, it is easy to have football explosions." head, or an accident involving a kick to someone else.”

"Then just form a cheerleading team. As long as you warm up carefully, there won't be any danger."

"It's true." Natsume Qingyu showed tenacity in his bones, gritting his teeth and confirming.

"Okay, let me believe you. If I know that you are deceiving me, you should be ready to accept the punishment." Hatsugano Suzune looked directly at him with a faint look.

"Wait a minute, the punishment you're talking about doesn't mean you want to throw away my indoor shoes, right?" Natsume Qingyu only took a second to come up with the most terrifying punishment.

"How can it be that serious? I won't do such nasty things." Hatsukano Suzune was surprised.

"what is that?"

Hatsukano Suzune was stunned for a moment, then thought about it seriously and said, "When you come to the service department from now on, please bring your own tea leaves and make tea yourself."

"You'd better throw away my indoor shoes." The young man's eyes were firm and without hesitation.

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After that, Natsume Qingyu practiced like crazy until he could hit the goal 100%, and the goalkeeper returned to his position.

As a result, the previous outrageous situation occurred again, and thoughtful football made him doubt life.

Could it be that the force of the shot was enough for the world to judge it as an attack and then forcibly cancel it?
After much deliberation, this was the only possibility, otherwise it would be too mysterious and his cerebellum would lose confidence.

Football is indeed a dangerous sport.

Hatsukano Suzune, who had no idea, was angry about this.

The two walked side by side on the playground at dusk, and everything around them was dyed golden.

The breeze blew by, bringing with it a light scent of flowers and earth.

The track on the playground is like a red ribbon, connecting with the sky in the distance.

Their footsteps echoed softly across the playground.

"You should find someone else, I can't help you." The girl with her coat on her arm spoke first, her voice a little tired.

"Indeed, if you ask me to kick hard at the minister who makes me tea every day, my feet will not obey me." The boy holding the football told the truth, "But I really appreciate you coming to accompany me today. As payment for your labor, please let me treat you to a meal."

"No, it's just a little effort." Hatsukano Suzune's expression remained unchanged. She simply wanted to help.

"The relationship between people is like a scale. Every time you get help from the other party, it is like an added weight. Blind acceptance will only make the relationship more and more unequal. I think Minister Hatsukano must You understand what I want to say." The boy gradually slowed down and fell behind.

One body, two bodies...

"Then leave it for later. I want to eat it someday, but you are not allowed to break your promise."

The girl walking in front stopped and looked back at him.

In an instant.

The sunset gently stepped on the marshmallow-like clouds, and the drunken rose red climbed onto her cheeks.

The setting sun was like the light torn apart by the gods, and his god seemed to be standing in that light.

"It's up to you."

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