On Monday, August 29, the sports festival is getting closer.

"Students participating in the sports festival should go to the playground after school to practice more, and everyone's club activities should be suspended during this time."

On the podium of Class A of the first grade, a few minutes after the last class, Iyukawa Maori finished the content of the textbook in advance, so he held a thermos cup that did not match her age, blew the overflowing heat, sat on it and said with a smile:

"The first sports festival in high school career, and the only sports festival in our class, everyone should treat it well, if you get the first place in the first grade, the teacher will invite each of you to drink a cup of milk tea."

"Hey!" For the beautiful female teachers who are young and willing to give themselves some small benefits, everyone always likes them very much, and the response is very energetic.

"Aoida-san, have you bought water, energy drinks, and food?"

"Bought it, Sensei."

"Let's take some of it with me later, so that the students who are training in the athletics can use it at will."

"Okay."

"Suzu—"

"Okay, class is over."

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

Tianhe Natsuri twisted his body, lay on Aikawa Yusheng's tabletop, occupied most of the table, buried his mouth in his arm, blinked, and said:

"Although there are a lot of people participating in this project, I don't think it's necessary to wait for everyone to practice together, since the two of us are in the front and back positions, our practice method is changed to you pass it to me, I pass it to you, see how long it can last, how about it?"

"It's not as good as practicing horseback riding." Aikawa Yusheng looked at the girl with a bright smile and said with a smile.

"Aha, I knew you answered this way, so I didn't ask for leave." Tianhe Natsuri stuck out his tongue and picked up the instrument bag beside him.

While it is true that most clubs have suspended their activities, the Wind Club is not allowed to participate in the national competition in October, and it is said that it has submitted an application to the school to allow members of the Wind Club to refrain from participating in any sports festivals.

As for whether it passed or not, I don't know.

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

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

"Okay, to correct it, the sugar I snatched for you."

"Shhhhh After disassembling the colorful candy wrappers that would refract the sunlight, throwing the candy into her mouth, and greeting Aikawa Yusheng with a little saliva sound, the girl carried a musical instrument bag and jumped up and down to leave the classroom faster than Aikawa Yusheng.

With a seventeen-year-old energetic girlish atmosphere, it is the type that makes people feel happy at a glance, and if you are older, you will start to recall your youth and not necessarily.

Kamisakura Sokaze happened to look at him at this time, and Aikawa Yusheng waved at her and said "Student Council" with his mouth.

INTERVIEWER Unlike other clubs, at the highly "autonomous" Meicheon Middle School, the closer the big event is to the sports festival, the busier the student council will be, and it will be more unlikely that the event will be suspended.

Kamisakura nodded and got up with a small bag.

It's probably her sportswear, and although Sakura's sports are very good among girls, she still has room for improvement compared to Aikawa Yusheng, who is not human at all.

And with her character, if she signs up for the project and there is this space, she will train very hard and get a beautiful first place with a human body.

Aikawa Yusheng still admires it.

Kamizakura went to the locker room, and Aikawa Yusheng, who was supposed to be on the way, went downstairs - today's meeting place was not in the president's office, but in 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 in a daze.

The hair is loosely tied in one

The bundle, attached to the back, looks gentle and leisurely, very beautiful, a delicate girl's body.

"President, you've always arrived so early." After a brief greeting, Aikawa Yusheng got straight to the point and looked around, "What are we going to take?"

The content that everyone needs to be responsible for has been assigned at last week's regular meeting - Aikawa Yusheng and Amamiya Chiran are in charge of drawing the line.

The noble president and assistant to the president, under the premeditated plan of the president, were also assigned a part of the grassroots work - from the assistant to the president.

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

The need to draw lines does not mean that the lines of the track are old and have lost their color, in fact, those lines are still very new at the moment and do not need to be repaired at all.

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

In the football field, there are only fixed lines related to the ball.

At this time, it is necessary to draw temporary lines to divide the competition area and remind the players, and lime powder has become the best choice.

"You command, *** live." After finding everything in the equipment room, he handed the long rope and duct tape to Amamiya Chiran, and the rest was held by Aikawa Yusheng himself.

"Hmm."

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

The length and position of the lines don't need to be considered by yourself, there is already a preview picture in the mobile phone, and you can directly follow the data above.

Amamiya Chiran was in charge of looking at the phone and drawing lines with a rope, while Aikawa Yusheng followed behind and poured lime powder according to the rope.

"President, if you're tired, let me do it all." Aikawa Yusheng looked at the girl who kept getting up and squatting, worried that she would be tired, so he said.

"No, it won't." Amamiya Chiran shook her head, and after pulling a line, she motioned for Aikawa Yusheng to pour powder.

"I've figured out what we're going to do." Amamiya Chiran, who was following Aikawa Yusheng, looked at his back and spoke.

"Yobo Ball? Do you want to be the one who rolls inside, or the one who pushes outside?" Aikawa Yusheng turned his head and asked in surprise, "I don't care, you remember to wear pants."

The Yobo Ball is an inflatable balloon made of special materials, which is generally transparent, and has a space that can accommodate one to three people, and there are generally three ways to play: grass, snow, and water.

When playing, drill into the goal, and then "roll", and experience the alternating changes of tumbling and weightlessness in the process of tumbling.

This is the final selection of this year's program by the Student Council and the Sports Committee.

However, because there is no slope on the playground of Mingchuan Middle School, the way to move the ball forward during the game is to push it manually.

"It's not." Amamiya Chiran shook her head.

"What's that?"

"The broadcasting agency invited me to be a guest commentator in the afternoon during the sports festival, and you can come with me and explain together."

Amamiya explained.

"As long as it's outside of my project's time, I'm fine." Aikawa Yusheng shrugged indifferently.

It shouldn't have shrugged its shoulders, the line drawing is crooked.

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

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

"Why? What do you want to say?"

"Anything goes, just prove that your voice isn't bad."

"How can you look down on people, my Aikawa Yusheng's voice, when I'm not singing, it's just heavenly, okay?" Aikawa Yusheng blinked and said seriously:

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

"Okay, I'll relay your attitude to them."

"President, you don't need to be so serious at this time."

"Okay."

"Hey! Be careful!" There was a slightly panicked shout in my ear.

The two men turned their heads to look over, and a high-speed spinning football was flying at a high speed towards the position of the two men.

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

Aikawa Yusheng directly reached out his hand, grabbed the back collar of Amamiya Chiran, and pulled her to his side.

"Bump."

The girl's back hit Aikawa Yusheng's forearm, and the shoulder was on Aikawa Yusheng's chest, and Amamiya Chiran stood at this time, showing a "/", and still maintained a certain distance between the two people.

The soccer ball smashed directly into the position where Amamiya Chiran was just standing, and then jumped forward and continued to roll.

After the ball smashed over, Amamiya Chiran let go of the hand covering her head, looked up, and looked at Aikawa Yusheng's face close at hand.

"Thank you," Amamiya Chiran turned to look at her back and whispered, "But you pulled on my shoulder strap."

"Maybe your skin is too slippery, it's an accident, you won't blame me, right?"

The aroma may indeed delay the brain's reaction time a little, Aikawa Yusheng shrugged his shoulders and moved his hand to the left a little before withdrawing.

Inside the school uniform, there was a crisp "pop".

"Does it hurt?" Aikawa Yusheng laughed and teased.

"You can try it on and you'll find out." Amamiya Chiran did not answer positively.

"It's okay!" The culprit arrived and bent down to ask the two men.

"It's fine."

"I'm sorry, I kicked my foot off the rails, I'm sorry!"

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

Although the two of them are in the football field, it is indeed not their problem this time, after all, the matter of drawing a line has already been notified to the football club in advance.

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

Turning his head and continuing to draw lines, he glanced at Amamiya Chiran who was standing in place, and Aikawa Yusheng asked with some confusion, "What's the matter, President, why are you standing still?"

"Here we are." Amamiya Chiran walked up.

"Thank you."

"It's a trivial matter, why worry about it." Aikawa Yusheng waved his hand and said, "Actually, just now I wanted to be handsome, take a step forward, stand in front of you, and use my body to catch this ball.

This kind of precise football is generally only the plot that appears in the movie, and the follow-up plot should be that after you find that you are fine, you turn your head and look at me who is bleeding from the corner of your mouth.

Then it's time to slow down, and we're starting to look at 10,000 years."

"If you step forward, it can happen except for the last word." When Amamiya Qianran heard this, she smiled helplessly, and then said.

"No, you see, I'm still holding a dustpan in my left hand," Aikawa Yusheng lowered his head and shook the dustpan in his hand, "I'm afraid that all the lime powder in it will be spilled into the shoes of the two of us, and it will be troublesome to clean it then."

And our school uniform is also freshly washed, and there is a football mark on the back, which is not very suitable."

"That's right."

It's just that Aikawa Yusheng noticed that Amamiya Chiran's brows seemed to have been wrinkled since just now, but she wasn't hit by the ball at all, so he asked:

"President, what's wrong with you?"

"Not really."

"You've written it all on your face, it's not much, just say it, don't hide it from your assistant."

"Your underwear was crooked by you."

「……」

The silent group members have one more Aikawa Yusheng, and the current mood can only be said to be indescribable.

Aikawa narrowed his eyes.

It seems like...... Is it a little crooked?

The curve of the chest is still rounded, but the petals that wrap around the fruit are a little offset.

The strength of their own hands...... It seems to be a little big, too.

But what kind of underwear will be pulled apart like this? Isn't the quality too problematic? ——Doubts from underwear master Aikawa Yusheng.

"Even I, looking at it like this, will blush."

It was Amamiya Chiran who broke the silence, and after holding on for a while, she finally crossed her hands on her chest, blocking someone's unobtrusive view.

"It's not red, huh?" Aikawa Yusheng carefully looked at Amamiya Chiran's face, and finally found the spreading ruddy: "Eh! It's so red!"

When his words fell, the speed of ruddy spread immediately increased a notch.

Seeing that Amamiya Qianran's face was getting more and more wrong, standing in front of Aikawa Yusheng, Chu Chu pitifully hugged himself, like a rabbit threatened by a wolf.

The face was about to go up, giving people the feeling that he wanted to see the pores on his face clearly, Aikawa Yusheng touched his nose, coughed lightly twice, turned his head and continued to reverse the line, and whistled a few times without silver three hundred taels here.

"I'll go to the bathroom." Amamiya Chiran said.

"I won't send you." Aikawa Yusheng's eyes only draw lines.

……

Well, looking at it now, it's a lot more natural than just now, and it's definitely not crooked.

"Can you stop looking?"

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

Maybe it's because it's no longer crooked, so the elder is very confident, in short, she didn't try to cover it this time.

"I'm sorry, but you should be able to see it, President, I am appreciative, and I don't have a trace of obscene intent."

"Try to be as tactful as possible in the future, you will definitely cause trouble when you look at other girls like this." Amamiya Chiran made a suggestion.

"'Other', doesn't you bother?" Aikawa Yusheng grasped the key word.

"I've just been in the toilet." The girl replied in a flat tone.

"I see, I'm almost done with the painting, what do you think of the painting, President."

"Not bad."

"I have a question that has been bothering me for a long time, and although it is a bit presumptuous, can I ask it?"

Amamiya Chiran and the innocent-faced Aikawa Yusheng looked at each other and said softly, "I know I'll regret it after hearing it, but you ask."

"What kind of style is your underwear that is crooked when you pull it? I can't figure it out, my mind is about to explode when you go to the bathroom." Aikawa Yusheng said sincerely.

"Yes...... It's hard to say." First, he glanced at Aikawa Yusheng with the eyes of "I know", and Amamiya Chiran, who was about to speak, closed her mouth again.

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

"Are you wearing?" Aikawa Yusheng asked subconsciously.

A certain girl: Staring-

"Forget it, when I didn't ask."

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Aikawa Yusheng: "[Voice]"

"Audio content: President, did you forget to show me a picture of your underwear?"

Senran Amamiya: "[Image]"

"The picture of underwear, unfortunately, is not worn."

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

Aikawa Yusheng: "[Voice]"

"Audio content: Don't! Don't! President! Your reputation is at stake, too!"

Amamiya Chiran: "It's fine."

Aikawa Yusheng: "[Voice]"

"Audio content: Hello everyone from the broadcasting club, I'm the current assistant to the president of the student union, Aikawa Yusheng, are you still satisfied with such a voice?"

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

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

Aikawa Yusheng: "You're lying to me, aren't you?"

Read.

Aikawa Yusheng: "You're lying to me,

Right?"

Read.

Aikawa Yusheng: "President, speak quickly! Say you're lying to me!"

Senran Amamiya: "[Image]"

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

Amamiya Chizome: "This is the back."

Aikawa Yusheng: "That's not the point now, is it?"

Amamiya Chiran: "What if it's a picture of me wearing?"

Aikawa Yusheng: "Show me."

Amamiya Chiran: "Don't give it."

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

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

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

Senran Amamiya: "[Image]"

"It's still underwear...... It's just that the focus of someone's appreciation is no longer underwear."

Aikawa Yusheng: "Wait, what you just said about "lying to me" just said that you lied to me about not showing me pictures of what I was wearing?"

Amamiya Chiran: "Or else?"

Senran Amamiya: "[Image]"

"It's a chat log.,The top one.,It's the voice forwarded by Amamiya Chiran.,The next one.,It's the other party's reply.,In addition to "OK", there's also a large paragraph of text that has been mosaic.。

Aikawa Yusheng: "I'll jump off Tokyo Bay tomorrow."

Amamiya Chiran: "Do I want to lend you a yacht?" You can compare the places inside, there are many yachts in my house, you don't have to return them."

Aikawa Yusheng: "[Voice]"

"Voice content: Thank you, grown!"

Amamiya Chiran: "[Voice]"

"Audio content: You're welcome."