Am I a bad person? They all want to kill me?

She missed! The tennis ball fell to the ground, bounced twice, and then rolled around her feet.

Yumiko Miura looked at the tennis ball on the ground and her eyes felt a little sore.

Are you laughing at me too?!

Yumiko Miura gritted her teeth, picked up the tennis ball and threw it up again.

This time, she didn't miss, but...her serve still went wrong.

The tennis ball did not pass the net. To be precise, it was still a long distance away from the net.

"Two turnovers count as one point, that's seven points, I win."

Lin Qing'an stared at Miura Yumiko and said expressionlessly.

The fight had actually only lasted less than ten minutes, and he hadn't even broken a drop of sweat on his body.

But it was different for Yumiko Miura on the opposite side. Not only was her forehead covered with sweat, but also traces of sweat were faintly visible on her exposed arms and thighs.

"Pa-ta--"

Yumiko Miura loosened her hands and the racket fell alone to the ground.

She stood at the bottom line, her head lowered, her delicate body trembling slightly.

162. "Master Qing'an is really amazing"

Cried?

Lin Qing'an's eyes narrowed, and he stared at Miura Yumiko for a few seconds, then turned to look at Hayama Hayato standing beside him.

"Ye Shan, now it's your turn and mine."

"..."

Before Lin Qing'an spoke, Hayato Yeshan frowned, looking like he was worried about something.

When he heard Lin Qing'an's voice, he seemed to come back to his senses. He raised his head and looked at Lin Qing'an, forcing a helpless smile.

"Yeah, it's our turn..."

Lin Qing'an narrowed his eyes and said, "Time waits for no one, so let's go."

According to Hayama's previous good-guy character, when Miura was obviously no match for him, he should have stood up and persuaded Miura to admit defeat, or played in Miura's place.

But today, Ye Shan did nothing and watched Miura's confidence collapse after being beaten by him. Even after Miura lost the game, he did not take the initiative to comfort him.

This is somewhat unreasonable.

Did he want to teach Miura a lesson? Or did he listen to his advice and take the initiative to change?

"Well, let's go."

As the thought was flowing, Hayato Hayama had already agreed.

............

Soon, at the Sobu High School football field.

A group of students who came to watch the show followed in a mighty manner. Compared to the tennis court, the football field was large enough for this group of onlookers to find a good spot to watch the show.

Of course, the best angle to watch the show is still contracted by the "relatives and friends" of the two groups of parties involved.

Yukinoshita, Saki Kawasaki and Ai Hayasaka are on the left side of the court.

Perhaps because of Yukinoshita's icy aura that kept people at a distance, no student dared to get too close to them, and the closest ones were more than three meters away.

The large blank area is particularly eye-catching in the busy stadium.

Miura and his group were on the right side of the court, and the empty area near them was much smaller than that on the side of Yukinoshita and the other two.

"You attack first."

On the football field, Lin Qing'an picked up the goalkeeper gloves that Hayato Hayama brought from the football club and put them on his hands with interest.

"That's fine..."

Hayato Hayama did not delay. He took the football and walked silently to the penalty area.

"Senior Ye Shan, come on!"

"Hayama-kun, come on..."

"Yeshan, come on, don't bring shame to the football club."

"Senior Ye Shan, all hits! All hits!"

On the right side of the field, after a girl with short flaxen hair started cheering for Hayato Hayama, the other members of the football club gathered around her also started cheering for Hayama.

Hearing the cheers from the football club, the three boys from the Xianchong Group realized that they had forgotten such an important thing, so they opened their voices to cheer for Hayato Hayama, using a volume that could drown out the football club's.

When Hayato Hayama, who was standing on the field, heard the cheers, he subconsciously put on a warm smile.

Then he followed the sound to the edge of the court and waved to the crowd cheering for him.

"Oh~~Senior Yeshan, come on!"

Looking at Hayato Hayama's sunny and friendly smile, the cheers from the sidelines became louder and louder.

After Hayato Hayama waved to everyone, his eyes fell on Yumiko Miura on the sidelines.

At this time, Yumiko Miura no longer had the arrogance she had at the beginning. Her eyes were slightly red, and her delicate face was much darker than usual.

When she noticed Ye Shan's gaze, she perked up and forced a smile.

"Hayato, come on..."

"kindness......"

After Hayato Hayama nodded to Yumiko Miura, he retracted his gaze and looked at Lin Qing'an who was already standing in front of the goal.

"Qiong'an-kun! Come on!!"

When Ye Shan's cheering stopped, Lin Qing'an finally got support.

He turned his head and saw Hayasaka Ai put her hands to her mouth, making a trumpet shape, and cheered for him loudly. Her little face was bright red, and he didn't know whether it was because of shyness or shouting.

Next to Hayasaka Ai, Kawasaki Saki scratched her head and shouted twice along with Hayasaka Ai, but her voice was much lower and could not be compared with Hayasaka Ai at all.

As for Yukinoshita...she still had that cold look on her face, as if she was keeping people at a distance, and had no intention of speaking at all.

Lin Qing'an smiled at the three of them, then turned around and met the eyes of Hayato Hayama.

"Student Lin, are you ready?"

Hayato Hayama asked loudly.

"kindness."

Lin Qing'an, who was standing in the middle of the goal, nodded slightly in response.

Just like when he played tennis before, Lin Qing'an's posture was still very casual, and he looked like he was just taking a walk in the playground.

"Hu~~"

Hayato Hayama took a deep breath and placed the ball on the penalty spot with a very serious expression.

He was not surprised that Miura lost. He just didn't expect Miura to lose so badly, nor did he expect Lin Qing'an to be so strong.

His tennis skills were decent, and of course it was clear that Lin Qingan's victory was not based on his skills, but on pure physical superiority.

With that level of physical fitness, even if he has not received any professional training, it is not possible for him to win easily. He must give his all!

Hayato Hayama stepped back several meters, and using the inertia of his run-up, he kicked the ball with great force.

"Bang-----"

Accompanied by a dull sound, the football turned into a white light in an instant and shot towards the goal.

"It appeared! It appeared! Hayama-senpai's 'Dragon's Piercing', the speed of Hayama-senpai's kick can reach......"

"Eh?!"

Before the football club members on the sidelines finished explaining, the game was over...

Just as the powerful football reached the goal, it was slapped away by the gentle-looking guy with his backhand...

"What the hell! It flew away?! Is this fake?!"

"Wait, I just recorded it, let me take a look..."

"Let me see too, hiss~ it really flew..."

"Ah this..."

Seeing this scene, not only were the laymen shocked, but even the young people in the football department were dumbfounded.

Is there anyone who can defend like this? Won't your wrist break?!

"..."

At the same time, Hayato Hayama, who witnessed everything up close, twitched his eyes slightly.

Mr. Lin, that's a bit exaggerated...

So, where's the ball?

When Hayato Hayama turned his head, he found that Lin Qing'an's backhand shot had actually sent the football directly out of the field!

this......

"Senior Hayama, your ball."

At this moment, the football field was full of people, so there was no need to pick up the ball yourself.

As soon as Ye Shan's gaze fell over, the boy over there took the initiative to kick the ball back.

Ye Shan stopped the ball, thanked the boy, and then frowned as he wondered what to do next.

A head-on attack is definitely not going to work, we have to use some skills...

After thinking for a moment, Hayato Hayama retreated to the side and rear of the football, and using a slanted run-up, he kicked the lower right part of the football with the inner front of his foot.

"Bang----"

Hayato Hayama's kick was so powerful that the plastic turf was sent flying everywhere.

The football that was kicked out did not disappoint Hayato Hayama's expectations. It drew a nearly perfect arc in the air and then went straight into the blind corner in the upper left corner of the goal.

Looking at the nearly perfect arc, Hayato Hayama's heart couldn't help but hang in his arms.

This is a curve ball, also known as a banana ball, which is notoriously difficult to defend. Its trajectory is difficult to predict and its landing point is always in a blind spot, making it difficult for the goalkeeper to reach it.

He has practiced this kick for a long time. In official matches, as long as he has the opportunity to kick it, he will score points 100%.

If this is also blocked, then he will be helpless...

"It appears! Senior Ye Shan's curve ball! This time it will definitely be successful..."

The commentator on the sidelines showed up again.

However, just like before, the result came out before he finished speaking.

And this time, Lin Qingan's defense was even more jaw-dropping.

Lin Qing'an was seen hanging in the air, holding the crossbar above the goal with one hand, and using the other hand to steadily stop the football that was shooting towards the blind corner above the goal.

Looking at Lin Qing'an hanging on the goal, the eyes of the crowd of onlookers widened.

Several people from Xianchong Group looked at Lin Qingan as if they had seen a ghost.

After a brief silence, the entire football field suddenly exploded.

"What the hell! We're filming a movie?! Can we still play like this?!"

"Hey, hey, hey~ Did you record it? Send me a copy so I can figure it out."

"That's amazing! What's his name? Which class is he in?"