My girlfriend is Ying Li Li

"Wait what do I shout?"

Hajima Seisuke held a loudspeaker made of cardboard and asked Takuri in a low voice. Since he was pulled over to be a supporter, he must complete what he should do seriously and cannot be passive and slack.

"Just the same as before." Ying Lili pinched her waist with her right hand and said casually, "It's just slogans like "Come on, win", but it's better to add the girl's name in front of it."

"I see."

Hajima Kiyosuke nodded slightly, his eyes becoming subtle.

"What do you want to do?"

Eiriri's eyes were alert, and she had already read the malicious intent in Hajima Kiyosuke's eyes.

A smile appeared on Hashima Seisuke's face: "You will participate in the tug-of-war competition in half an hour, right?"

"So what?"

"When the time comes, I want to shout 'Eiri-san, number one in the world'."

"Hundan sister control!" Yinglili was so angry that she clenched her pink fists, her fangs half exposed. If it weren't for the crowd, she would have been executed with the twin pony tail whirlwind. "Please stop it in moderation!"

You actually want to shout that kind of thing in public, you don’t want face, I still want it!

Ying Lili’s eyes were extremely fierce.

"death penalty!"

"Just wait and see when you get back in the afternoon!"

"stare--"

A look that looked like a smile but not a smile suddenly fell on Hajima Kiyosuke's back.

Hashima Seisuke turned around and quickly saw a senior in the direction of Class A of the third grade.

It is also an ordinary gym suit with white top and red bottom. It looks petite and cute on Zhaili, but it is full of temptation when worn on senior sister.

With a height of 1.7 meters, she stands out among the girls. Under the red gymnastics shorts, there is a pair of long, slender, snow-white legs, straight and round, with graceful curves. They can be summed up in the simplest two words: I want to lick.

Legs play nian.

If you are a pervert, you might even have the idea of ​​'licking until you break a bone'.

"Kasumigaoka Shiu!"

Yinglili also noticed her senior sister's gaze, and immediately narrowed her eyes and stared back fiercely. The two girls' gazes seemed to spark tiny sparks in the air.

Hajima Seisuke was not panicked at all, and he was not worried about Shura Field appearing at all. The seniors and Zari were both face-conscious people, and on occasions like the sports festival, they would only stare at each other from afar.

Girls in the first, second and third grade of high school were all competing in this area. In addition to the seniors, Seisuke Hashima also saw the hamster at the top of the class food chain, Ebina, who was a little embarrassed and uneasy, exuding the aura of keeping strangers away. Miniature bean curds, and Sylfen who wore contact lenses all day long, finally found the super inconspicuous Saint classmate in the crowd.

He couldn't bring his mobile phone with him to the sports festival. His presence was too thin and he wouldn't be assigned tasks. Kato, who didn't have a mobile phone in his hand, obviously had a "Bored..." flag on his head. He held his chin with his right hand and played with his ponytail in boredom with his left hand. .

"Well……?"

Kato Megumi, who has very keen senses, quickly noticed it, turned his head and looked over, and then quietly blinked.

The competition officially started in full swing.

Hajima Seisuke held a loudspeaker made of cardboard and took on the rescue mission. He felt that it was useless. On the contrary, he was dazzled by what he saw and his mouth was a little dry - the big white legs were neat and uniform, and the little rabbit under the white shirt Jumping around, no mentally healthy male animal can resist.

The area was crowded with boys who were watching the game and admiring the legs. They were all dumbfounded, their faces flushed, and some even drooled. From time to time, they raised their hands to wipe the corners of their lips.

"fierce--"

Since she had no other events to participate in except tug-of-war, Eiri stayed behind to manage things. After seeing Hashima Seisuke's eyes, she immediately showed her little fangs and used a murderous look to wake up Hashima Seisuke.

"Hopeless."

"Wait until you go back and kneel on the durian!"

…

In a blink of an eye, it was past nine o'clock, and Hajima Seisuke returned the paper trumpet to Zari.

"I'm back to tug-of-war."

"Wait a minute." Ying Lili took a paper cup, poured a glass of water from the water dispenser and handed it over, "Drink some water first... You worked hard just now."

It’s no longer hard work, but I should say thank you for the hospitality!

There were so many people here, so many words couldn't be said. Hashima Kiyoshi thanked him, took the paper cup and drank it in one gulp, then turned around and went back to participate in the tug-of-war competition for the boys' team.

There are no single-player competitions in the sports festival, there are only confrontations between groups, and the same is true for tug-of-war.

After Hashima Kiyosuke entered the competition field, he was immediately speechless. There were only thirteen boys in his class, and there were seventeen boys in the opposing class. There were four boys missing in the middle. It could be said that he was at a complete disadvantage.

But looking at the fellow sufferers next to him, Hashima Seisuke quickly felt relieved. There were only ten people in the class against a class of twenty, and all of them had bitter faces.

There is no way, the confrontation between classes is like this. How many people attend, and whether there are fewer people than other classes, that is your own business, you can't blame others.

Hashima Seisuke took a deep breath, stood at the end of the team, held the end of the rope, and waited for the referee to announce the start of the game.

"Hashima-san, come on!"

"Hashima-san, we must win!"

Turning around, monitor Takagi came over with the girls who were not participating in the competition, waving colorful flags to cheer for the boys. Eiriri was also in the team. As one of the two beautiful girls in Toyosaki, cheering was inevitable. She couldn't hide even if she wanted to.

Seeing Hajima Seisuke looking at him, Zari waved the small flag in his hand: "...Come on."

The game starts soon.

As the referee blew his whistle, the teams on both sides suddenly exerted their strength.

Rather than being defeated, the two sides fell into a difficult tug-of-war. The cheers of the girls from the two classes became louder, but unfortunately there were a few people missing. After a tug-of-war, they finally lost the game.

However, no one complained or blamed him for losing the game. A group of girls gathered around him, quite like welcoming a hero's triumph.

"Thank you everyone for your hard work."

"Hashima-san's head is covered in sweat, can I wipe it for you?"

"Hashima-san, do you want some water?"

Several girls surrounded Hajima Seisuke in the middle, all talking about his well-being. What made Hajima Seisuke speechless was that someone actually took advantage of the chaos and pinched his chest.

How dare you take advantage of such an occasion? Sure enough, it’s even scarier for girls to be obscene!

There is nothing to say about losing the game. After all, the number of people is there, and the skills are not as good as others. They just admit defeat honestly. The group quickly regained their composure, cheered up, and devoted themselves to the next game.

Hajima Seisuke didn't take the sports festival seriously at first, but now he takes it seriously. There is only one life, and the sports festival for the second grade of high school is also only once. After three days, it will remain in his memory forever. In this case, it shouldn't be Just muddle along, but dive in and take it seriously.

When I look back many years later, I hope that what remains in my memory is the brightly colored summer and the bright smiles of the girls, rather than a vague and boring memory.

At noon, everyone in the class sat together to eat, even the instructor was no exception.

Then in the afternoon, Seisuke Hashima finished his support and came back to participate in the relay race.

The relay race is a very traditional event. Needless to say, there are no rules. Seisuke Hashima and several other boys participating in the race simply drew lots and finally decided that he would run the last leg.

The first two sticks were fine, but when it came to the third stick, the boy who handed over the stick accidentally dropped the stick on the ground. When he bent down to pick it up, and then ran to Hajima Seisuke, he had already been thrown away by the contestants from other classes. dozens of meters away.

"give it to me."

Hajima Kiyosuke looked serious and didn't say much. He took the stick and started running. With all his strength, he was like an arrow leaving the string, revealing a staggering speed.

The boy who ran first thought he was sure of victory and was ready to cheer, but suddenly he heard a group of girls shouting in surprise.

"Hashima-san, come on!"

"Hashima...is that boy from Class C?"

He had no impression of Hashima Seisuke. He never said a word. He only knew that he was quite good-looking and had good academic performance. He was the top grader in the midterm and final exams last semester. He heard that he seemed to have become a professional chess player... In short, It's an out-and-out abominable cash charger.

The boy was curious and couldn't help but turn his head and look back, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"It's so fast!"

Seeing Hashima Seisuke surpassing the second place and quickly catching up, the young man took a breath, and his fighting spirit began to accelerate. The two sides began to fight to the death on the final straight track.

Then……

"Hashima-san, we must win!"

The excited cheers of the melon-eating girls suddenly rang out, and even the girls in other classes rebelled and shouted Hajima Seisuke's name.

A group of boys are envious, jealous, and full of resentment.

"Damn it, which class are these girls in?"

"Isn't it great to be good-looking?"

"There are actually first-year seniors and third-year seniors. Could it be that Hajima wants to include the entire school into his harem?"

"Is there anyone who wants to form a group to assassinate?"

"Count me in."

…

"Won."

Hajima Seisuke took a breath and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. The feeling of sprinting with all his strength was quite pleasant. Several participating teammates came over one after another and raised their hands to pat Hajima Seisuke's shoulder. They were originally separated from his classmates. The relationship suddenly narrowed the distance.

"Hashima, I'm sorry..."

The boy who made the third mistake came over, his face was pale, and he lowered his head to apologize.

"Everyone makes mistakes sometimes." Hajima Seisuke smiled, "There will be games next, let's work hard together."

Looking at the young man's eyes that suddenly brightened, Hashima Kiyosuke couldn't help but take a half step back. Could it be that he had awakened some strange attribute?

When I was drawing a book at Zarashi's house, I was recommended a fujoshi book by Sayuri Sawamura. I must be vigilant and guard against it in the future.

While he was talking, the class monitor came over with a group of girls from the cheering group, successfully reversing the outcome and scoring a point for the class. Hajima Kiyosuke received a warm welcome, but he only had to be pinched on the shoulders and slapped on the back.

Eiriri was naturally there too. Looking at the sweaty Hashima Seisuke, she moved her pink lips slightly and said silently: "Thank you for your hard work."

Hajima Seisuke laughed: "I want a reward."

"……Pooh!"

Chapter 901 Is it wrong to bully Zhaili?

"Hashima-san, come here."

After running the relay race, Hajima Seisuke was drinking water when his class teacher Suzuki Kiko suddenly came over with a middle-aged man.

Eirili raised her eyes in surprise and looked at Hajima Kiyosuke.

"do not know."

Hashima Seisuke shook his head slightly, put down the water glass, and walked over.

"This is Coach Takagi." Suzuki Kiko introduced, "The coach of the university track and field team."

"I am Hayato Takagi. This is my first time meeting you. Please give me some advice."

The middle-aged man's eyes were shining, and he looked at him in surprise as if he were looking at a peerless treasure, which made Hajima Kiyosuke feel a little uncomfortable.

After a brief meeting, the middle-aged man said straight to the point what he wanted - it turned out that he was interested in Hajima Seisuke's body.

"I just watched your competition and found that your talents are very outstanding. Are you interested in developing in the field of track and field?"

This man talks a lot, and he is full of praise for Hashima Seisuke in his words. The general idea is that he is extremely talented and has super explosive power. With a little training, he can be selected for the national team. It is not impossible to even participate in the world-level Olympics... Yu Shima Kiyosuke felt that this was deliberately trying to draw a big picture.

I am neither Usain Bolt nor the Flash. It may not be bad in the high school, but participating in the Olympics is really overestimating my abilities.

So Hajima Seisuke politely thanked him and declined politely: "Sorry, I'm usually very busy, so I don't have any ideas in this regard for the time being."

He now has a full schedule every day, focusing on the Dragon King title battle. He has never thought about becoming a sports player in the future.

Takagi Hayato looked disappointed and even made a condition that as long as Hashima Seisuke agreed, he could be recommended to Kyoto University as a sports student.

"Well, I have something to say." Suzuki Kiko raised her right hand, with a rather proud expression on her face, "Hashima-san is the top grader, and her ambition tomorrow is to take the Tokyo University entrance examination."

Hey, hey, I haven't decided which university to go to next year, so don't overdo it!

Faced with this situation, Takagi Hayato could only sigh and reluctantly said goodbye. Before leaving, he stuffed a business card into Hajima Seisuke and said that if he changed his mind, he would call him as soon as possible.

"Well done." Suzuki Kiko patted Hajima Seisuke on the shoulder, "I saw that you ran very fast during the marathon outside school."

In the off-campus marathon, I didn’t even exert myself at all. How did you see that you were fast?