Monday, August 29th, the Sports Festival is getting closer and closer.

"Students participating in the sports festival project should go to the playground to practice more after school. Everyone's club activities should be suspended during this period."

On the podium of Class A of the first grade, at the end of the last few minutes of the last class, Itoigawa Marei finished the textbook content in advance, so she hugged a thermos cup that did not match her age, blew on the overflowing heat, and sat on it to laugh.

Said:

"This is the first sports festival in high school career, and it is also the only sports festival in our class. Everyone should treat it well. If the total score is the first in the first grade, the teacher will treat each of you to a cup of milk tea."

"Hi!" Everyone always likes young and beautiful female teachers who are willing to give themselves some small benefits, and they respond very energetically.

"Kuitian-kun, have you bought water, energy drinks and food?"

"I've bought it, teacher."

"Take some of it with you later and let the students training for competitive events use it as they please."

"OK."

"bell--"

"Okay, get out of class is over."

"Aikawa-kun, flour passing is also a very difficult project. I think we need to practice it well."

Tianhe Xia Li twisted his body and lay on Aikawa Yusheng's table, occupying most of the table. He buried his mouth in his arm, blinked and said:

"Although there are many people participating in this project, I don't think it is necessary to wait for everyone to practice together. Since the two of us are in front and back positions, our practice method is changed to you passing it to me and I passing it to you to see how long we can last.

, how is it?"

"It's just like practicing horseback fighting." Aikawa Yusheng looked at the girl with a bright smile and said with a smile.

"Ah ha, I knew that was your answer, so I didn't even ask for leave." Tianhe Xia Li stuck out his tongue and picked up the musical instrument bag next to him.

Most clubs have indeed suspended their activities, but the music club, which will participate in national competitions in October, is not included in this scope. It is said that an application was submitted to the school to "allow members of the music club not to participate in any sports festival activities."

I don't know whether it passed or not.

"Practice well, here you go, the candy specially prepared for you." Aikawa Yusheng also stood up with a smile, threw a piece of candy on the table to Tianhe Xia Li, and said.

"Don't think I don't know, you snatched it from Takamatsu-san." Miss Youkai caught the candy and curled her lips.

"Okay, let me correct you, I grabbed the candy specially for you."

"Bang - let's go." She opened the colorful candy wrapper that refracted the sunlight, threw the candy into her mouth, and greeted Aikawa Yusheng with a bit of saliva. The girl carried her musical instrument bag and jumped up and down.

, left the classroom faster than Aikawa Yusheng.

She has the energy of a seventeen-year-old girl, and she is the type of person who will make you feel happy just by looking at her. If you are older, you may start to reminisce about your youth.

Kamizakura Kongfeng happened to look at her at this time, and Aikawa Yusheng waved to her and mouthed "Student Union".

——Unlike other clubs, in the highly 'autonomous' Mingchuan Middle School, the closer a major event like the sports festival approaches, the busier the student union will be and the less likely it is to suspend activities.

Shang Yingkongfeng nodded and stood up holding a small bag.

It probably contains her sportswear. Although Kamizakura Sokaze is very good at sports among girls, she still has room for improvement compared to Aikawa Yusheng, who is not human at all.

And with her character, after signing up for the project and having this space, she will train very hard and get a beautiful first place in a human body.

Aikawa Yusheng is quite impressed.

Kamizakura Kongfeng went to the locker room, and Aikawa Yuo, who was supposed to drop by, went downstairs - today's meeting place is not the president's office, but the equipment room.

Pushing open the door of the equipment room, Amamiya Chiran stood alone in the corner, looking at the equipment introduction on the wall, as if she was in a daze.

Her hair was tied loosely into a bunch and stuck to her back. She looked gentle and leisurely, very beautiful, and had a delicate girlish body.

"President, you always arrive so early." After a simple greeting, Aikawa Yusheng went straight to the point and looked around, "What do we want to get?"

The content that everyone needs to be responsible for has been assigned at last week's regular meeting - Aikawa Yuo and Amamiya Chisome are responsible for drawing the lines.

The noble president and the president's assistant, under the president's premeditation, were actually assigned some grassroots jobs - from the president's assistant.

"Long rope, tape, lime powder, broom and dustpan." The girl who answered this question looked more like a professional assistant at this moment.

The need to draw lines does not mean that Sichuan's track lines are old and faded. In fact, those lines are still very new at the moment and do not need repairs at all.

The real reason is that entertainment events such as kangaroo jumping, two-person three-legged jumping, etc. are all held inside the playground, that is, in the football field.

There are only fixed lines related to football in the football field.

At this time, temporary lines need to be drawn to divide the competition area and remind players that lime powder becomes the best choice.

"You direct, I'll work." After finding all the things in the equipment room, he handed the long rope and tape to Amamiya Chiran, and the rest was held by Aikawa Yuo himself.

"Um."

The way to draw the line is very simple. Use a long rope with a scale to draw a straight dividing line, and use a dustpan to pour lime powder on it.

You don’t have to think about the length and position of the lines. There is already a preview on your phone, so you can directly follow the data above.

Amamiya Chisome was responsible for drawing lines with a rope while looking at the mobile phone, while Aikawa Yuo followed behind and poured lime powder according to the rope.

"President, if you are tired, just let me come alone." Aikawa Yusheng looked at the girl who kept getting up and squatting, worried that she would be tired, so he said.

"No." Amamiya Chiran shook her head, and after pulling a line, she signaled to Aikawa Yusei to pour the powder.

"I have already thought about what events we are going to participate in." Chiran Amamiya, who was following Aikawa Yuo, looked at his back and said.

"Zorpo? Are you going to be the one rolling inside, or the one pushing outside?" Yusheng Aikawa turned around and asked in surprise, "I don't care, remember to wear pants."

Zorbo ball is an inflatable balloon made of special materials. It is usually transparent. There is a space inside that can accommodate one to three people. There are generally three ways to play: grass, snow, and water.

When playing, you get into the ball and then 'roll', and experience the alternating changes of rolling and weightlessness during the rolling process.

——This is the final project selected by the Student Union and Sports Committee for this year.

However, because there is no slope on the playground of Mingchuan Middle School, the Zorbo ball is pushed forward manually during the game.

"No." Amamiya Chiran shook her head.

"What is that."

"The broadcast company invited me to be a guest commentator for an afternoon program during the sports festival. I will read the script. You will come with me and explain together."

Chiran Amamiya explained.

"As long as it's outside the time of my project, I have no problem." Aikawa Yusheng shrugged indifferently.

I shouldn't have shrugged my shoulders, the line is drawn crookedly.

"Okay, send me a voice message when you get back."

Chiran Amamiya took the broom and swept back the excess lime powder.

"Why? What do you want to say?"

"Anything is fine, I just need to prove that your speaking voice is not unpleasant."

"Why are you looking down on people? My voice, Aikawa Yusheng, when I'm not singing, is simply the sound of nature, okay?" Aikawa Yusheng blinked and said seriously:

"I've decided to go back and send your voice message and scold them for being blind."

"Okay, I will convey your attitude to them."

"President, there is no need for you to be so serious at this time."

"good."

"Hey! Be careful!" A slightly panicked shout came from my ear.

The two people turned their heads and looked over, and saw a football spinning at high speed flying towards their position.

Amamiya Chiran subconsciously covered her head with both hands and turned her back.

Aikawa Yusheng directly stretched out his hand, grabbed Amamiya Chisome's back collar, and pulled her towards him.

"bump."

The girl's back bumped into Aikawa Yuo's forearm, and her shoulder pressed against Aikawa Yuo's chest. At this time, Amamiya Chiran stood with a "/" expression, and there was still a certain distance between the two people.

The football directly hit the spot where Amamiya Chisome was standing, and then jumped forward and continued to roll.

After the ball hit the ball, Amamiya Chiran let go of the hand covering her head, raised her head, and looked at Aikawa Yuo's face, which was very close at hand.

"Thank you," after looking at each other for a moment, Amamiya Chiran turned to look at her back and said softly, "But you pulled my shoulder strap."

"Maybe your skin is too smooth, President. It was an accident. You won't blame me."

The aroma of the cup may indeed delay the brain's reaction time a little. Aikawa Yusheng shrugged, moved his hand a little to the left, and then took it out.

There was a crisp 'pop' inside the school uniform.

"Will it hurt?" Aikawa Yusheng teased with a smile.

"You can try it on and you will know the answer." Amamiya Chiran did not answer directly.

"Are you okay?" The culprit arrived and bent down to ask the two people.

"fine."

"I'm sorry, my foot missed the target. I'm sorry!"

"Just pay more attention." Aikawa Yusheng nodded and said.

Although the two of them were in a football stadium, it was not their problem this time. After all, the football club had been notified in advance about drawing the line.

Looking at the back of Yusheng Aikawa chasing the ball, he chuckled.

Turning his head and continuing to draw the line, he glanced at Amamiya Chiran who was standing there. Aikawa Yuo asked with some confusion: "What's wrong, President, why are you standing still?"

"Here we come." Amamiya Chiran walked up.

"Thanks."

"It's just a trivial matter, it's nothing to worry about." Aikawa Yusheng waved his hand and said, "Actually, just now I wanted to be cool, take a step forward, block in front of you, and use my body to catch the ball.

This kind of precise football is usually only seen in novels and movies. The subsequent plot should be that after you realize that nothing is wrong, you turn your head and look at me with bleeding from the corner of your mouth.

Then time will slow down, and we will begin to see for thousands of years."

"If you step forward, except for the last sentence, everything may happen." Hearing this, Amamiya Chiran smiled helplessly and then said.

"No, look, I'm still holding a dustpan in my left hand." Yusheng Aikawa lowered his head and shook the dustpan in his hand, "I'm afraid that all the lime powder in it will spill into our shoes.

It's troublesome to clean.

Moreover, my school uniform was also freshly laundered and has a football mark on the back, so it doesn’t fit very well.”

"That's right."

However, Aikawa Yusheng noticed that Amamiya Chisome’s brows seemed to have been furrowed from the beginning, but she was not hit by the ball at all, so he asked:

"President, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing."

"You've already shown it on your face. It's not a big deal yet. Come on, tell me. Don't hide it from your assistant."

"Your underwear is pulled askew."

"..."

The silent group member now has Aikawa Yusheng, and their current mood can only be described as indescribable.

Aikawa Yusheng narrowed his eyes.

It seems...a little crooked?

The curve of the chest is still rounded, but the petals wrapping the fruit are somewhat shifted.

My hand strength... seems to be a bit strong.

But what kind of underwear is it that can be pulled open like this? Is the quality too problematic? - A question from underwear master Aikawa Yuo.

"Even I would blush if you keep looking at me like this."

It was Amamiya Chiran who broke the silence. After persisting for a while, she finally crossed her hands on her chest, blocking someone's unobstructed sight.

"It's not red?" Aikawa Yusheng looked at Amamiya Chiran's face carefully, and finally noticed the spreading rosiness: "Hey! It's really red!"

When he finished speaking, the speed of the spread of redness immediately increased to a higher level.

Seeing that Amamiya Chiran's face was getting worse and worse, she stood in front of Aikawa Yusheng, hugging herself pitifully, like a rabbit threatened by a wolf.

His face was almost close to him, giving the impression that he wanted to see the pores on his face clearly. Aikawa Yusheng touched his nose, coughed twice, turned his head and continued to unwind, and blew a few taels of silver.

Whistle.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Amamiya Chiran said.

"I won't send you off." Aikawa Yusheng could only draw lines in his eyes.

…

Well, looking at it now, it looks much more natural than it did just now, and it's definitely not crooked.

"Can you stop reading?"

Amamiya Chiran, who had just returned, did not look at Aikawa Yusheng, but looked at the line he had almost drawn, and asked.

Perhaps it was because she was no longer crooked, so the president was very confident. In short, she did not try to cover it up this time.

"I'm sorry, but President, you should be able to see that I did it with appreciation, without any obscene intention."

"Try to be more tactful in your appreciation from now on. If you look at other girls like this, it will definitely cause trouble." Amamiya Chiran suggested.

"'Others' doesn't include you, the president, doesn't it bother you?" Aikawa Yusheng caught the key word.

"I was troubled just now in the toilet." The girl replied in a calm tone.

"I see, I'm almost done with the painting. How do you like it? President."

"Not bad."

"I have a question that has been bothering me for a long time. Although it's a bit presumptuous, can I ask?"

Amamiya Chiran looked at the innocent-looking Aikawa Yusheng and said softly: "Although I know I will regret it after hearing this, you just ask."

"What kind of underwear is your underwear that goes crooked when you pull it off? I couldn't figure it out. When you went to the bathroom, my mind was about to explode." Aikawa Yusheng said sincerely.

"It's...it's hard to say." First, he glanced at Aikawa Amao with a look that said, "I knew it." Amamiya Chiran, who was about to speak, closed her mouth again.

"I'll take pictures and send them to you tonight."

"Are you wearing it?" Aikawa Yusheng asked subconsciously.

A certain girl: stare——

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't ask."

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Aikawa Yusheng: "[Voice]"

"Voice content: President, did you forget to show me the underwear photos?"

Amamiya Chisome: "[Picture]"

"The underwear pictures, unfortunately, are not of those wearing them."

Chiran Amamiya: "Also, I forwarded this to the broadcast agency."

Aikawa Yusheng: "[Voice]"

"Voice content: No! No! President! This is also related to your reputation!"

Chiran Amamiya: "It's okay."

Aikawa Yusheng: "[Voice]"

"Voice content: Hello everyone from the broadcast club, I am the assistant to the current president of the student union, Aikawa Yusheng. Are you satisfied with this voice?"

Aikawa Yusheng: "President! Send this! Send this!"

Chiran Amamiya: "The message has been read, and there is no need to forward it now."

Aikawa Yusheng: "You are lying to me, right?"

Read.

Aikawa Yusheng: "You are lying to me, right?"

Read.

Aikawa Yusheng: "President, tell me quickly! Tell me you are lying to me!"

Amamiya Chisome: "[Picture]"

"It's the same underwear, just from a different angle."

Amamiya Chisome: "This is the back."

Aikawa Yusheng: "The focus now is not this anymore, right?"

Amamiya Chisome: “What if it’s a photo of me wearing something?”

Aikawa Yusheng: "Show me."

Chiran Amamiya: "I won't give it."

Aikawa Yusheng: "President! Say it quickly! Say you are lying to me!"

Chiran Amamiya: "Well, I lied to you."

Aikawa Yusheng: "Great, I knew you didn't forward it."

Amamiya Chisome: "[Picture]"

"It's still underwear...but from the perspective of someone's appreciation, the focus is no longer on underwear."

Aikawa Yusheng: "Wait a minute, when you said 'you lied to me' just now, did you just mean that you lied to me about not showing me the photos of what you were wearing?"

Chiran Amamiya: “What else?”

Amamiya Chisome: "[Picture]"

"It's a chat record. The top one is the voice forwarded by Amamiya Chisome, and the next one is the other party's reply. In addition to 'ok', there are also large sections of text that have been mosaicd."

Aikawa Yuo: "I will jump off Tokyo Bay tomorrow."

Amamiya Chiran: "Do you want to lend you a yacht? You can compare the space inside. I have many yachts at home, so you don't have to return them."

Aikawa Yusheng: "[Voice]"

"Voice content: Thank you, President!"

Amamiya Chisome: "[Voice]"

"Voice content: You're welcome."
Chapter completed!