Chapter 130: Penalty Shootout
Takayama looked at Hoshimi with a suspicious expression, and finally nodded softly, and changed the order of appearance with Hoshimi.
Takayama confidently drew the question card and read, "Say the difficult words you learned recently." Okay, I'm ready. β
As soon as Hoshimi unscrewed the cap of the bottle, before he could swallow the water that was ready to moisten his throat, he heard that Takayama was ready, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Xiao Shi is so fast." β
"Very few!"
Hoshimi stood at the bottom of the stage, watching Takayama shout and then raising his hands high, listening to her voice from a little distance didn't seem to be loud, but it could be heard very clearly.
"The result? The alpine score is β 154 decibels. β
Hoshimi silently walked back to the waiting area, quietly looked at the score on the screen, and muttered: "Xiao Shi and Reika are the same score, it seems that Reika is actually not so wasteful, but I met a stronger Ikoma, I should have asked Ikoma how to shout." β
When Hoshimi was looking down and muttering, Takayama was starting her new era, raising her hands and shouting, "Amazing! β
Hoshimi asked curiously, "Shouldn't it be Positive?" β
Takayama explained with a serious face: "Positive is only said when I am cheering, Amazing is said when I am a little surprised, miho is easy to distinguish, and uses the right words when fighting......"
Hoshimi watched Gao Shan rub her hands and carefully explain her experience in using words, which was quite gushing, and hurriedly interrupted: "Stop! How do you act like a missionary? Why don't you teach everyone another lesson when you have time after the game? β
Gao Shan nodded in agreement, and before stepping down from the stage, he couldn't help but appeal: "Please use this word well!" AmazingοΌ β
Hoshimi looked at Takayama looking at her excitedly, pulled the corners of his mouth and threw an embarrassed smile, silently applauding Takayama enthusiastically, and echoed weakly: "Unbelievable..."
Suzuki complained amusedly: "This is a loud duel, not a word duel, what are you two doing?" The next one is ready. β
Suzuki watched Hoshimi clench his fists and came to power, and teased, "Do you need to take another sip of water?" When you're ready, draw the questions. β
"Huh? The title is the same as Reika's, expressing dissatisfaction with the members. Hoshimi spread out the question card and read it to the camera.
As soon as he finished reading it, he remembered the countdown, and Hoshimi was busy begging for mercy: "Wait a minute, I'll think about it!" I haven't figured it out yet. β
The countdown didn't give her enough time to think, and Hoshimi could only stubbornly shout, "Don't stick to Wakatsuki as waste wood anymore!" Reika Sakurai - Ahem, cough, cough! β
In order to be able to scream hard, Hoshimi stood under the stage and quietly looked for Kawamura Mahiro to secretly open his voice, but he didn't expect to be smart but was mistaken by cleverness, perhaps because she drank more water, causing her shouting to be suddenly choked by her own saliva, and the last emotional roar was forced to turn into a painful cough, and her helpless hand still held the microphone in a panic, adding difficulties to her own radio.
Xingjian's originally fair face suddenly turned the color of pig liver because of the hard cough, she looked at the host with moist eyes holding the wheat rack, and begged desperately: "Give me another chance, please, cough cough." β
"No! I have just agreed to change the order, and I can't break the rules. Reika Sakurai, who was standing behind her and was complained, was the first to step forward and make a righteous voice.
"Reika! Father! Hoshimi ran over and hugged Sakurai's waist, raised his eyes and looked at her pitifully, "Give me a chance to mend my ways!" β
"No, you can't!" Reika Sakurai struggled to suppress the corners of her mouth that was about to be secretly upturned, broke the hand that Hoshimi was holding on her waist, and Iron Mask ruthlessly rejected Hoshimi's request.
"You're so ruthless!" Hoshimi, who was broken by Sakurai, sat down on the ground, covered his face and pretended to cry.
Wakatsuki, who was originally standing in the back row to watch the game, looked at Hoshimi who fell to the ground and tried to play a scoundrel, and then looked at Sakurai, who looked proud after successfully turning over, shook his head in shame, covered his face and walked to the front and dragged Hoshimi up, reminding: "Isn't Miho not looking at his score yet?" β
"yes, I haven't read the score yet." Hoshimi then Wakatsuki's hand got up from the ground and stood on the stage again, clasping his hands in front of his chest and silently praying for his score.
The big screen was lifted, and the red 74 decibel was impressively displayed in front of Hoshimi's eyes, and she raised her hand in despair to slap her face, falling into a moment of autism.
Behind her, the group had already entered a celebratory atmosphere, and Gao Shan raised his hands and shouted again, "Amazing! β
Hoshimi walked off the stage in a sloppy manner, silently answered, "Unbelievable...", and then fell headlong into the shoulder socket of the equally lost Saito, and shrunk up like an ostrich.
For the next two rounds, Hoshimi didn't dare to look up at the bleak fact of her defeat, and finally raised her head after Nagashima scored the highest score of 199 decibels.
"We're losing again?" Hoshimi sighed sadly.
"Hmm." Saito just lowered his head sullenly, raised his hand and pushed Hoshimi in front of him, pushing back to the front row to block himself.
Hoshimi stood in the front row, and without looking back, he reached back and patted Saito's hand hanging by his side, "Don't be sad, you haven't lost yet." β
Hoshimi looked at the scene of Nagashima being surrounded by the Nian Shang Group, and couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart, "It's too strong, this is really terrifying." β
Ikoma fell to the ground, as if his spirit had been severely impacted.
"The losing team needs to take a penalty game, and our penalty game for this round is-"
Hoshimi muttered in a low voice, "As long as it's not a foot massage, I can accept it." β
"The punishment game is - shame makeup!"
Hoshimi's eyes widened, and he immediately changed his words: "That's still a foot massage, as long as it's not shameful to put on makeup, I can accept anything." β
"You choose first." Xing met the various props placed on the table, and had already accepted his tragic fate.
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"First place, please turn around!"
Mahiro Kawamura turned around innocently with bucktooth makeup, the props were well chosen, cuteness was indispensable, and as soon as she turned around and looked at the camera expressionlessly, she received enthusiastic cheers from the audience next to her.
Hoshimi silently glanced at Kawamura, the 'big buckteeth' didn't affect her too much, and the members were all extremely gentle, she muttered to herself, "If these can also be called cute, I just hope you will be kind to me too." β
"The next foal."
Ikoma was forced to put a 'horse's mouth' on her face, and she changed directly from a foal to a foal, she faced the camera frankly, and shook the bangs that blocked her vision, which turned out to be inexplicably sassy.
"Xiao Nan!"
Hoshino Nanji turned around reluctantly, and when he turned around, he raised his hand and kneaded the long nose on his face, stuffed it in the palm of his hand, and covered his face and didn't want to show it.
Seeing this, Suzuki immediately reminded: "Hoshino, this is a punishment game, and you must be willing to gamble and lose." β
Ikoma hurriedly helped Hoshino tidy up her deflated carrot nose and encouraged the other party to show it generously, but she couldn't help but raise her hand to cover the 'horse's mouth' on her face, and Kawamura behind her also kept covering her mouth.
Hoshino Minami smiled obediently at the camera, said hello, and the moment he turned his head, his eyes covered his face with tears, and he helplessly arranged the sideburns on both sides of his cheeks, trying to cover his entire face with bangs, and his ears were crimson with shame.
Ikoma hurriedly made a reassuring voice, forgetting the shape of the horse's mouth on his face, and generously exposed it, trying to encourage the other party, but immediately covered it up again after Hoshino pulled the carrot nose off in shame.
Hoshimi raised his hand and patted Hoshino's back, gently comforting the other party, Hoshino's self-esteem has always been very high, although he is usually polite to people, but he is also a strong person, and it is difficult to accept that he suddenly wants to stare at the shameful makeup.
But the same makeup falls on Hoshimi, after all, since she became an idol, there is not much shame in embarrassing things in front of the camera.
Hoshimi turned around with the explosive head in the call of everyone, and the next second he began to play the air guitar, and he shook his explosive head vigorously in the posture of a rock boy.
Finally, the exploding head wig lived up to her expectations and flew straight out, brushing the camera that had been shooting at her and landing in the photographer's arms.
Hoshimi smiled and took the wig back from the photographer's hand, put it on his head crookedly, and raised his eyebrows with his crossed hands to pose an ending pose that he thought was handsome, successfully enlivening the atmosphere on the field that was originally a little condensed because of Minami Hoshino's escape.
She returned to the team with the explosive head, looked at Minami Hoshino with moist eyes and winked at her with a smile, causing the other party to burst into tears and laugh before standing up again and silently adjusting the position of the hair cover. The stuffy head from wearing the hair cover urged sweat to seep out along the edge of the hair cover.
Hoshimi lowered his voice and said to Hoshino: "Actually, this kind of so-called shameful thing, as long as you don't care about it, others won't have a chance to laugh at you." β
She watched Hoshino reluctantly put on her carrot nose and smiled encouragingly, "And isn't the carrot nose quite cute?" It's all punishment anyway, and it's the most important thing to have fun by yourself, and besides, we're all much better than Tsukaji-san's scotch tape sticking to your face. β
As he spoke, Tsukachi turned his head under the expectant gaze, and the tip of his nose was glued with tape all the way to his forehead, and with the hint of his size, he instantly succeeded in cossing the image of the pink piggy, which made the scene laugh a lot.
Hoshimi couldn't help but applaud and sighed: "It's really not easy to be a funny artist, and people who can bring happiness to others are really worthy of admiration." β
Suzuki slowly sorted out the atmosphere after reaching its highest point: "This is the end of the punishment round, we are going to enter the fourth round of the competition, if we lose again this time, the victory will belong to our upper year." The next game will be played outdoors, so it's time to take a short break. β
As soon as Suzuki's words fell, Hoshimi immediately ripped off the explosive head wig on the top of her head and threw it back on the table next to her, her vigorous movements clearly showing her inner dissatisfaction.
Hoshimi felt sorry when he remembered the way he shook his head in front of everyone with his explosive head just now, it was really cool to shake his head for a while, and he was always happy to shake his head, and he was not happy when his neck hurt.
She carefully and gently rubbed her fragile neck, shaking her head is also a science, and if she doesn't grasp the force point well, it will destroy her body, and Xingjian's actions just now belong to the self-destructive type.
"Maybe I'll have to put a plaster on it when I go back." She rubbed her neck and muttered quietly.
Ikuta walked over and grabbed Hoshimi's shoulders, pressed half of his body against her, and teased, "Miho, you just looked like a fifty or sixty-year-old grandmother." β
Hoshimi's body stood a little erupright, his hand still consciously massaged his neck, and he retorted dissatisfiedly: "Even if I am an old grandmother, I am also a fashionable rock and roll grandmother." β
She looked Ikuta up and down and teased, "What about you?" In my opinion, if you become a grandmother one day, you must be the kind of grandmother who loses her teeth faster than anyone else because she is greedy, and can only eat noodles or drink porridge in the end. β
Ikuta reflexively rubbed his stomach when he heard the noodles, and complained indignantly, "Don't mention noodles, I probably won't want to eat udon for a while." Hey, we've lost three rounds in a row, and if we lose again, the game will be over. β
Hoshimi looked at her in surprise and asked in disbelief, "Shouldn't you stand up and say at this time, you definitely won't lose?" What, you threw in the towel? β
Ikuta immediately let go of Hoshimi and refuted dissatisfiedly, "Who said I admit defeat? I won't lose, and if I am drawn in a while, I will definitely do my best to win it back! β
A smile tugged at the corner of Xingjian's mouth, and then he nodded and said, "That's okay, as long as you win it back in a while, it's fine." And if I choose Ichiku-chan, I think I'll be able to win it back. β
Ikuta dodged Hoshimi's eyes, his eyes wandered around, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but secretly curle, and he was embarrassed to be pinched by his master, "No... It's just that everyone works together..."
"Let's do it together." Hoshimi patted Ikuta on the shoulder and walked side by side with her towards the lawn outside with the members.
Our fourth round is the Nogizaka PK match. β
The rules of the game in this round are: each team selects five members as representatives to participate in the competition, and then each of the five members selects the kicking members and goalkeepers to kick each other into the opponent's goal, and in the end, which team scores more goals, which team wins the round.
Suzuki continued, "This session gives everyone time to practice beforehand, and through the effect of practice, decide who will be the goalkeeper and who will take the free throws. β
"So isn't this competition decided by drawing lots?" Hoshimi asked Ikoma next to him in a low voice.
Ikoma nodded and explained to Hoshimi, "Well, this round the head coach said that we can freely select the best members to participate, and the chances of winning are a little greater." β
"It's finally not a lottery." Hoshimi subconsciously glanced back at Asuka Saito, Hiyaka Nakamoto and others who had not yet had a chance to appear, and secretly calculated in his heart......