Titan High School, Obdal Round Stadium, Away Team Locker Room.

Jonny sat on the bench, hunched over, his air cushion shoe in his hand, his fingers shuttling, slowly laceping the sneaker.

He wore wireless headphones and listened to the title song from the newly released album of the famous "Frontline Band". He gently tapped his head to the beat of the drums in the song, and before he knew it, the hand wearing the laces also brought the rhythm in his head.

He felt relaxed and comfortable, and gradually liked this good way to relax before the game, and all the trivial things in his mind died down in the music.

Soon he tied the laces of his two shoes, put them on and tightened them, and it felt very good. He stood up and jumped twice, and at this time the song was at its climax, and his emotions were brought up for a moment, so he slapped the locker with his hand, and hummed a few words in his mouth.

"Is he sick with sheep hanging?" Scarceth was putting a protective gear on his body, and when he saw Jonny's expression, he turned to Sobrino. Hollanders asked.

The milk baby looked ignorant, and didn't understand what Seth meant at all.

"I said Scar, you don't drink frog milk, why do you always make trouble with our milk baby." Phil. Brown was not happy to be around, not only did 'Cave' drink frog milk, but he was technically a member of Sobrino's eccentric group of friends and family, and because of the baby's affection for another frog milk lover, Jony, 'Cave' became the quarterback Jony's first fan.

"I mean, it's rare for a quarterback to be so relaxed......" When he met two people who didn't appreciate his face, Scar had no choice but to say serious things.

"Adolescence, Scar, that's adolescence." The 'Laughing Maker' told Seth in a matter-of-fact manner. Santos. "I bet he must have vented before the war...... This kid is short in size, easy to coax, and can be used for ten days, or how to say that we real adults need to survive the torment. "Salander. Johnson was not without jealousy.

"I think you're a sperm worm, mother, you're only puberty, and Jonny is pure and immaculate, and I guess I don't even understand the difference between men and women......" Brown grinned, scolding the laughing artist and secretly damaging Jonny, looking triumphant.

"You know, you know when you're born! No wonder it's called a 'cave'! The laughing man scolded with a smile.

“…… Hey, it's over, Salander, can you give the family a break? Moleno shook the bare-assed laugher with the large towel in his hand. But it's a good joke, praise it. He turned his face sideways and tapped his finger at the corner of his forehead, and the laugher smiled at him.

"Damn, ......" Brown, who hadn't understood until now, pounced on the laughing man, and the two immediately fought.

"Why did these two guys pinch each other?" Jonny took off his headphones and looked strangely at Johnson and Brown rolling to his feet, he lifted his feet to let the two of them go, and walked towards Roger, who was close to him in the closet. Clark asked.

"Genital jokes, 'Cave' poured oil on his crotch, and 'Laugher' lit it for him, so they hugged each other and saved each other." Roger looked a little excited, he slowly took out the team uniform from the big satchel, took it out and placed it on the bench behind him, at this time the milk baby was forcibly pulling the two giants who were rolling in a ball one by one.

"You don't seem to be happy today?" Jonny asked curiously, sleeping on the shuttle flight, Roger continued his tradition of accumulating energy before the game, but generally after arriving at her destination with a wet mouth, the delicate Sleeping Beauty will always be reborn as a fierce man.

But today, the blonde boy was different, wilting from the airport to the city surrounded by mountains, and he didn't have any idea of the towering moats that made Jony's tongue smack. Until the start of the game, he still looked listless.

"If that's ......what you're referring to," Roger pointed to the green-skinned monster with a mouth of fire sprayed on the floor with paint spraying on it, the logo of the Komodo Dragons of Titan High School. Against the strongest high school team in Quan Qilian, if I am happy, then I am not stupid or sick......"

"Then I'm fine now, what do I belong to?" Jonny tucked his headphones and watch back into his satchel and looked at Roger with a smile.

"You? You belong somewhere in between, and the right way to call it is foolishness...... I mean, this is the famous Komodo Dragons, what are you going to say with a smile on your face, are you about to be beaten all over the ground to find a toothy display? Need me to take a picture of you? He raised his arm and pretended there was a watch on it.

"Relax, Roger, listen to old Walter." Jonny tries to decompress his friend. "We've done a lot of preparation for this game, remember what to remember, we've done a detailed analysis of each of their players for two days, forget about what to forget, their honours and those so-called legends, win and lose, ......just one game," Jonny put on his shirt and unfolded his protective bag and began to drape it on.

"It's just a ball game, that's how you watch it? Not to mention that this is the strongest opponent we have faced this year, this game will determine what kind of attitude we can enter the "Wheat Cup"! Roger said with an angry eyebrow.

"Isn't our record set to enter the "Wheat Cup"?" Jonny continued to put on the protective gear with ease.

"Komodo dragons too! So it's a skirmish! It's decided to go to the wheat cup as a bad vanquished and show your mouth full of broken teeth......" Roger cried with a sad face. "Or get the other side serious as a lucky winner, so that they can continue to break their front teeth......" Roger still cried with a sad face.

"I can hear you're quite pessimistic, Roger, I'm afraid it has something to do with last year's defeat, right?" Jonny summed it up for him. "You ran into Komodo Dragons twice last year, and you lost both times, I know, but the score is not very different."

"That's because they replaced all the main players at half-time, these guys who look down on people, they play against us with all the first-graders!" Roger frowned and recalled, gritting his teeth.

"Didn't you be in the first grade last year?" Jonny hurriedly cheered him on.

"But the saber-toothed tiger at that time had Kevin. Richardson and Thomas. Luther, even they can't resist the two-runger tactics of Paiskawa and Karoa. Roger still had palpitations.

"These two runners...... Are they better than you? Jonny looked at his friend with a smile.