Infinite Game: The delicate and charming girl wins every game

Shen also sensed the guilt in the boy's voice. He smiled softly and replied, "I think so too."

"But you are also a substitute." Ji Zhe felt that Shen Que looked very capable, so how could he be a substitute like him.

Shen Que heard this and his eyebrows curved slightly: "Something happened before, and I have been taking leave. I haven't trained much, so the coach asked me to be a substitute to save my energy."

"Oh, so that's it." Ji Zhe nodded, not quite understanding.

Center of the field:

Xuan He was originally observing the situation on the court attentively, ready to dodge the ball at any time. He is tall and has long legs, which actually gives him an advantage in doing these sports activities.

Yes, that's right, it was dodgeball. He usually didn't like this kind of sports that made him sweat easily, so he just wanted to lose the game quickly and end it quickly.

At this moment, he accidentally glanced and saw a boy in a blue jersey sitting next to the boy in a red jersey with a red face from the sun.

Oh, it's the people from the team they are playing against.

The two seemed to be getting along very friendly. The one in the blue jersey was holding a small fan in his hand and was fanning the boy diligently. Ji Zhe also looked very pleased and his eyes narrowed in comfort.

Xuan He suddenly felt an inexplicable itch in his hands and wanted to find something to vent his feelings.

"Damn! Did the monitor take medicine today so he's so strong?"

The boy with a crew cut and wearing a red jersey saw his usually cold and calm monitor with mysophobia snatch the ball from the opposing player at an extremely fast speed and kick it into the goal at an extremely tricky angle before anyone could react.

The sound at the scene paused for two seconds, and then a loud cheer broke out:

"The squad leader is awesome!!"

"Ahhhh the monitor is so handsome!!"

The sound was so loud that Ji Zhe could not help but look towards the field. Just at that moment, the tall and slender figure turned around. Although the two were so far apart, their eyes happened to meet.

Ji Zhe looked at Xuan He's calm and indifferent expression and was a little at a loss for a moment. He heard many girls around him praising him with words like "so awesome" and "so handsome".

He subconsciously nodded to Xuan He, but worried that he couldn't see it, he raised his hands and clapped.

But Xuan He's gaze only stayed for a moment before turning away, and Ji Zhe was not sure whether he saw it or not.

Just because he didn’t see it doesn’t mean the players watching the live broadcast didn’t notice it—

"He smiled, he smiled, I saw his mouth curved, little fold wife!!"

"The class monitor's personality is that of a reserved man. On the surface, he looks calm and serious, but in private, he only smiles when his wife praises him."

"Damn, he's really good at pretending..."

Ji Zhe looked at the scrolling comments and couldn't put the word "sultry" together with Xuan He. He weakly retorted:

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, it's not nice, and the monitor is definitely not..."

Ji Zhe's voice became smaller and smaller, and he couldn't even utter the word "muffled and sarcastic".

————The players who speak in the barrage are really lawless.

"It's okay, honey. He can't see it."

"My dear, you are such a nice person. In this kind of game, the good-looking NPCs are actually not good people. It doesn't matter what you say."

"Oh, they are almost being scolded like dogs in the forum, so it's okay to say a few words."

Ji Zhe:........Okay.

Before we knew it, the first half was over and many people asked for substitutes. They couldn't stand running for so long in such a hot weather.

It was time to go on the court, and Ji Zhe was still a little nervous. He had just chatted with Shen Que for a while and learned some basic knowledge, so he should be able to avoid fouls during the game.

They had two substitute players on the court, while the blue team only had Shen Que.

What Ji Zhe didn't notice was that after he came on stage, the cheers from the audience became even louder.

"!!" The whistle blew and the game began.

Ji Zhe looked at his running teammates and the blue team helplessly. He only felt that the football suddenly rolled from one person's feet to another's feet. The speed was so fast that he could not see clearly and felt dazzled.

The other team had an excellent player like Shen Que, while the red team had a rookie like Ji Zhe, and the disadvantages soon emerged;

The red team's score was getting lower and lower, and Ji Zhe seemed to feel the depression of his teammates, but he really couldn't touch the ball and really didn't know how to play.

"What should I do, Liuliu? I've been holding you back. Is there any tool I can use?"

Ji Zhe felt very guilty. Everyone had obviously tried their best, and he couldn't let everyone lose because of him.

But the mall really didn’t have what Jizhe wanted, so K couldn’t help even if he wanted to.

There was no other way but to rely on himself. Ji Zhe pursed his lips and ran hard on the court, imitating others. He finally touched the ball a few times. Although the effect was minimal, he was finally no longer dispensable.

He ran too fast and too fast, and was occasionally hit by a rapidly kicked football. Some parts of his lower calves were red, but he himself did not notice it, but someone had been secretly noticing it for a long time.

Song Tianyi looked at Ji Zhe worriedly, who didn't notice his injury at all. His movements slowed down a bit. The football that was already at his feet was snatched away by someone, and he had no intention of snatching it back.

Not only him, most people noticed it. Ji Zhe was eye-catching, and when he was running and panting, it attracted many people to look at him;

Many people on the field slowed down their movements, except Ji Zhe. There was a silly boy who didn't notice anyone else. After he grabbed the ball, he found that only Ji Zhe could catch it, so he waved at Ji Zhe and kicked the ball with all his strength.

Ji Zhe stared at the ball with both eyes, and ran towards the direction where the ball came from without slacking off. However, he overestimated himself after all. The excessive amount of exercise made him slower and his reaction was also slow.

"Xiaozhe!"

"Ji Zhe, be careful!"

The ball didn't hit his feet but hit his knee instead.

Seeing this, a few people who reacted quickly shouted at him anxiously, but the distance between them was too far, and no matter how fast they ran, they could not be faster than the football.

With a "thump", Ji Zhe fell to the ground as expected.