The lights on the football field had been turned off with the timer switch, and Furusawa Yumi was lying on the dim grass, his chest rising and falling violently, and scattered soccer balls covered the entire half.

"You really haven't left yet."

Together, he had a flashlight with Kohei Maeda, a centre-back who had transferred from the Kashima Antlers Academy, and shone it on his tired face.

"The opponent in the next round, there is a strong opponent, and I can't be compared."

Furusawa Yuyashi is half of his body, and Fujii's outstanding performance in several consecutive games has even appeared in Tokyo's local sports newspapers, this high school student who is a little more handsome than himself, and his popularity is no worse than him.

Turning off the flashlight, Maeda Kohei sat down in front of him, took out his mobile phone, and found the news section about football on the Internet, the second cover photo, which is the foot of the fallen leaf ball attached to Fujii Tree University of Technology, I have to say, it is indeed very attractive, whether it is the impeccable side face, or the agitated muscle lines.

Most of the comments in the following comment area are women, and there are also content that objectively evaluates the strength of this Fujii tree, and the cover photo comes with a short video reprinted from Huaguo, which is the one made by natural mania.

Does this irritate you?

Kohei Maeda guessed his friend's thoughts, Furusawa Yumi always lives under the gaze of everyone, and once something more dazzling shifts his gaze, he will frantically improve his strength so that he can return to the state of attention.

"In 10 days, I have to beat him, and maybe Coach Yasuda will see how we perform."

Furusawa Yuya rested for more than ten minutes, stood up again, and beckoned Kohei Maeda to continue practicing.

"I'm back."

Mana Sakura pushed open the door of the apartment where she lived alone, turned on the light switch at the entrance, and illuminated the more than forty square meters of space in the one-bedroom apartment, she took off her tight women's professional suit and changed into a light sportswear, which also had the nameplate of Hirano High School on it, but it was a little blurry.

Twisting the knob of the microwave oven and heating up the cheap bento box at the convenience store that she took home for five minutes, Mana Sakura took a simple shower, sat down in front of the kotatsu table in the living room with the lunch, and ate while swiping her mobile phone.

inadvertently clicked on the sports section, and the teenager who raised his leg to shoot on the cover attracted her attention.

Click on it to take a look, it is a reprinted video, a total of more than three minutes, with incomprehensible Chinese pop songs, I watched it once, my heart beat faster, and I clicked on the barrage again, and I enjoyed it again.

"Fujii-kun, I like it very much."

"Why don't you make your debut? I'd love to see him on TV! ”

"From today on, I'm a fan of Fujii-kun."

Not surprisingly, the barrage was full of words of admiration, and Mana Sakura was woken up by something, and created a support group of thousands of people on the communication software and changed the name to the tree.

"You can add this group, I checked, the next round of the Tokyo High School Local Competition is on June 27th, we can make cheers in advance and go to the scene to cheer for Fujii Tree."

She typed a long list of words and group numbers and posted them in the comment area, and in just one or two hours, the number of applicants exceeded 100.

"The color of the support is the crimson of their varsity team."

"I'm going to make five banners, and if you want to, you can donate a little production money or bring it yourself."

The group quickly set the details of the support, and several veterans who had pushed other idols were given administrator privileges by her, and such a temporary fan group was established in a hurry.

"By the way, the venue of the competition is an open-air stadium in Shinagawa Ward, Tokyo, so please pay attention to travel in advance if you are far away, and the address can be found on the official website of the local competition."

Typing the last word, Mana Sakura threw down her phone and lay on her back on the tatami mat on the kotatsu table, smirking smugly.

I feel like I've done something terrible.

She thought, closing her eyes and falling into a deep sleep.

When I opened my eyes, it was the early morning of June 27th, an ordinary Sunday.

After Shina Sakura finished washing, she changed into her favorite dress, went out with a combined support banner, and at the agreed subway station, she joined several members of the support group who lived nearby.

The Tokyo subway on holidays is not crowded when it comes to work, so I got off at the station in Shinagawa Ward and walked less than 10 minutes to the stadium where the game was held.

The ticket price for the high school local competition is a symbolic 100 yen, and their support group generously covers a small half of the grandstand area, which is a full 300 seats, because the scale of the support group has expanded to more than 1,000 people, considering that the more than 400 people who have signed up for the competition may not be able to come, so they only have such a few seats.

As a result, there were more people who came than registered, but fortunately, the tickets for the remaining vacant seats were not sold, and the 20,000-person open-air stadium was almost full of spectators.

"Is that an exaggeration?"

Suhara, who was the first to sit on the field on behalf of the Hachioji High School team, was a little dumbfounded, and looked around, the stadium of Nuoda was actually unattended, this is just a game between ordinary high school students!

"Yuya Furuzawa, the first in the world!"

In the south stand, several blue banners more than ten meters long were raised, the color was the same as Horitakaka's squadron uniform, and hundreds of female fans of Furuzawa Yuya stood in a group, building momentum for him, and shouted slogans in unison.

I paid for it, right?

Suhara's jealousy is about to explode, he is also a high school student, why is there such a big gap?

"Everyone, you can't lose to them!"

The support group of the tree in the north stand also put up a banner-for-tat, and when Fujii walked out of the players' tunnel, he also shouted a message of support.

"Fujii Shu-kun, the universe is invincible!"

The fanaticism of female fans in island countries is no worse than that of Huaguo, and even due to the extreme social environment, they can make more exaggerated moves.

Name; Fujii Tree / Fujii Itsuki

Age; 17/26

Strength; 1.45

Physique; 1.44

Agile; 1.44

Intellect; 1.32

Charm; 1.31

free attribute points; 2.2

Skill;

Painting; LV3/81％

Literature; LV4/3％

Drive; LV3/14％

Cooking; LV3/46％

Judo; LV2/11％

Football; LV3/89％

Fujii Tree opened the gold finger panel in the player tunnel, and there was no increase in points for a month, and most of the free attributes were given to improve the fast football skills, and after the literature was promoted to LV4, a little free attribute was directly rewarded.

If the attribute exceeds 1.3, the cost of adding points is doubled, and Fujii Shu first points his strength to 1.6, but he finds that he can't add it at 1.5.

"When a single attribute exceeds 1.5, the other attributes need to be at the same level."

Goldfinger directly gave a hint, Fujii Tree was a little speechless, and it was okay to add points to his intelligence, but what was the use of forcibly making him more charming? He's not a succubus, and he's not a cowherd in Rokukimoto.