Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Football Game
Not long after the events of the timber seat, Streamer found that a strange idea seemed to pop up suddenly.
"Hmm...... If I were to write a book about my adventures, would it be a big hit?"
On the way to school, Streamer walked alone and thought silently.
The reason why it's a person is because a few days ago, after going to school with the snow, Mu Noka and Akina suddenly liked to get up early, and then called the snow to go to school with Fukatsume.
As for the streamer...... I couldn't get up early at all, so I was left behind.
And Toming, for a similar reason, so in the past few days and in the past few days, Streamer and Toming have gone to school together.
As a result, rumors suddenly began to circulate in the school that the streamer pedaled N boats, and now it is even more eyeing Ye Yuedong's name in Class A.
And Tomei, because of his momentary shyness, directly forced himself to change his biological clock and became an early member.
So, Streamer started the road to school alone.
"No, no, big boss, the system thinks that thing can't be sold at all. Erha suddenly burst out and landed on the shoulder of the streamer and said.
"Hey, why?" Streamer looked surprised.
"Because it's old-fashioned, in this era when materialistic routines are rotten, the big boss, your experiences at the beginning are the same as the brainless male protagonist's hard anus in the world. No one will buy it. "Erha hits the streamer.
"So, I'm just talking. The streamer swiped the bag on his shoulder and directly scattered the projection of Erha.
In physical education, the boys in the three classes were divided into two parts, one for tennis and the other for football.
The streamer was assigned to the soccer lesson, along with the timber seat......
And Biqi Gu was assigned to tennis lessons.
"So, let's have a football game!" suddenly suggested a guy who didn't know if it was Class C or Class B.
"Oh oh oh! this can be had!" dozens of people looked at the streamer with strange eyes.
"Nana, I don't know the fire, do you have a grudge against these guys, why do they look at us like this?" asked Kikiza, standing tremblingly beside Streamer.
"Well, I used to be the initiator and captain of the Deep Dream Guard, but because I was usually close to the Deep Dream, I was stripped of my position as the captain and kicked out of this Guard, and it seems that I was regarded as a thorn in the side by this gang of people. Hahaha. Streamer smiled dryly, "So, this soccer game should be what they plan to make me look like in a fool." β
"IβI'm on your side!" said to the streamer with a serious face.
"Uh...... I'm sorry, but thank you for your kindness, but if you get involved......"
"I don't care! At this time, you need a partner!"
"No, I didn't mean that, I mean if you're involved...... You're going to pull back from me. Streamer replied seriously.
Ignoring the timber seat that went to the side to lick his wounded heart, the streamer looked at the others.
"I don't have an opinion, but, how is this football game going to be played?" Streamer looked at the dozens of people opposite, then looked at the timber seat behind him, and asked with a sad face.
"Peace of mind, just a five-on-five game. A boy with a more wicked smile came out and answered the streamer's question.
"OK, then, who's going to be my teammate?"
Originally, the streamer thought that he would be forced to one-on-five because no one was a teammate, but he didn't think about it, and four classmates who could play football walked out on the opposite side.
"Let's be your teammate. β
Looking at the malicious smiles of these people, Streamer felt that these four people were probably also sent from the other side.
The soccer match has begun.
Five-on-five, red and blue, with the streamer being the captain of the blue side.
It seems that these people not only want to humiliate the streamer, but also want him to take the responsibility for losing the game.
Streamer touched his nose helplessly, and felt a little embarrassed that he was so popular.
The news of the game here directly reached the ears of the people in the tennis class next to them, and the streamer saw that many acquaintances looked over there.
"Wow! The four people over there seem to be all from Hayama's football club, in this way, isn't the streamer a sure win!" Tobe shouted.
The streamer instantly understood the meaning of the other side.
Four people who can play football came to their side to better cover up their match-fixing!
It's so dark!
Streamer feels deep sadness for the current high school students to be so scheming, and at the same time decides to have a one-sided crushing game of one-on-nine.
The opening serve is started by Red.
As a result, the red side had just served, and before it could be passed to the third person, it was directly stopped by the streamer.
Smiling at the other party, the streamer directly opened a posture in the midfield.
"Hey, hey, that guy isn't going to kick the ball somewhere!"
"Just kidding! It's not a place where the average high school student can play football. β
Shoot the ball hardββ!
The ball is in!
Public Virtue Competition...... Phew! This is a broken game, and the streamer is not going to abide by fairness and justice.
After all, the other party doesn't have this plan.
Everyone in the audience looked at the football bouncing in the blue goal in a daze, and for a moment it was so quiet that even the sound of the breeze could be heard.
"Ball, ball in?"
"Entered the ......"
"Entered!"
Suddenly, the audience was in an uproar.
Hayama in the outfield tilted his head slightly, his expression a little surprised.
Streamer's athletic ability is very good, which Hayama had seen in his previous physical education class, but he didn't expect Streamer to be able to play football.
"Hmm, why didn't Streamer join the football club in the first place?" Hayama muttered suspiciously, "Moreover, in that situation just now, isn't it better to pass the ball to your teammates?"
"That's because my teammates can't be trusted. Hikiya, who was also attracted by the sound here, heard Hayama's self-talk, and suddenly didn't know which tendon he had made a mistake, so he actually said the answer.
"Hey, teammates can't be trusted?" Hayama looked at Bi Qigu in disbelief, "Ah, are you...... Let's take a look. β
Biqigu wanted to refute the name, but when he saw Hayama looking at him, Biqigu was directly instigated.
"Well, what do you just mean?" Hayama asked.
"It's very simple, it's not a football game at all. Bi Qigu looked at the streamer who was in a big rage in the field and said, "This is just a one-on-nine battle, but it is a one-sided crushing battle." β
Ye Shan was directly stunned, and then looked at the field with a somewhat unhappy face.