My girlfriend is Ying Li Li

"There is still a competition." Hajima Kiyosuke sighed, "Teacher, hurry up and cheer for everyone."

There is nothing more to say next.

The "sacrifice" of the Sports Festival originally means activities and celebrations. Compared with the sports games of the Celestial Dynasty, the Sports Festival lacks the focus on winning and losing, and is mainly about fun.

For example, there is the Carton Challenge, a spoon-holding competition in which a table tennis ball is scooped up with a spoon, and a bread-eating contest in which a piece of bread is picked up on a bamboo pole. The contestants can only jump up and eat it with their mouths. Whoever finishes it first will be the first. If you run back to the finish line, you win.

Hajima Seisuke felt quite ashamed, but others were having a great time, and the cheering group's voices were particularly loud.

The day passed by in such a hurry.

It's evening in a blink of an eye.

Falling into the afterglow, the sports festival has also come to an end.

Although the total score of the class did not get first place, it still got the good result of second place in the grade. Then everyone in the class, including the instructor, took a group photo together in the classroom. The atmosphere was quite lively. A group of people Laughing loudly, extremely happy.

Hashima Seisuke was happy, but not to the point of laughing happily, but for him, the sports festival in his second year of high school should be a colorful day in his memory.

After the hustle and bustle.

Hajima Seisuke was about to go back to his apartment. As he walked downstairs, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.

"Hashima-san, wait a moment."

A girl with a high ponytail chased after her.

"Monitor?"

Hajima Kiyosuke looked at him in surprise.

"Huh..." The monitor exhaled softly and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. "You have worked hard this year. I ask Hajima-san to work even harder for next year's sports festival."

Hashima Kiyosuke was startled: "What do you mean?"

"If Hashima-san registers for all the events this year, our class might get first place."

Hey, hey, the focus of the sports festival is to participate, don’t be so eager to win! Moreover, almost all competitions are group activities, such as multi-person rope skipping, centipede running, etc. One person's strength is of little use.

"Um, class monitor." Hajima Seisuke reminded tactfully, "When you reach third grade, do you need to be reclassified?"

"Eh?"

Takagi-san blinked his eyes, made a fist with his right hand, tapped his head lightly, stuck out his tongue, and said in a charming tone: "Sorry, I forgot."

Hashima Kiyosuke smiled and said warmly:

"I don't have any merit, the squad leader is the one who does the hardest work."

This sentence is sincere and not a compliment. The school does not care about the sports festival. The student council will distribute the plan. Class mobilization, logistics support, and all other aspects are the monitor's business. It is really good to be able to handle everything in an orderly manner.

Looking at Hajima Seisuke's side face under the sunset, the young man's smile was warm and kind, his eyes were clear and bright, and he had thoughtful and gentle words. His high school classmate's heartbeat involuntarily accelerated by half a beat, and he felt his cheeks getting hot and unbearable. Keep your head down.

"No, it's nothing, it's all what I should do..."

The air was briefly quiet.

"By the way, dad didn't cause you any trouble, did he?"

Hashima Seisuke was startled and said in surprise, "Coach Takagi is your father?"

"That's right." The monitor quickly regained his composure, pursed his lips and smiled, "After my father found out that Hashima-san and I were in the same class, he asked me to try to do Hashima-san's job... Well, that's what he said, There’s no need to be difficult, Hashima-san, just follow your heart.”

"Thank you monitor."

Hajima Seisuke politely thanked him.

"Well..." the monitor blinked, his eyes bright, "If we are still in the same class next year, please do your best, Hashima-san, in the sports festival."

"It is obligatory."

Hajima Kiyosuke nodded and agreed, and suddenly felt a sharp gaze on his back.

"stare--"

Yinglili narrowed her eyes and looked hesitantly.

"What are the girl control and the monitor talking about?"

"The two of them seemed to be very happy talking and laughing...when did their relationship become so good?"

Seeing Hajima Seisuke turning his head to look this way, Eirili snorted, looked away, and turned away.

As soon as she walked out of the school gate, Yinglili heard footsteps behind her.

"The monitor just came here to be a lobbyist..."

Hajima Seisuke walked to Zari, slowed down, and explained the situation just now.

Yinglili clasped her hands on her chest and didn't look away.

"Don't explain it to me, I'm not interested at all."

If you are not interested, then interrupt immediately and don’t wait until you finish speaking before speaking!

"Yes Yes."

Hajima Kiyosuke suppressed a smile and nodded in agreement.

"why are you laughing?"

Yinglili showed her little fangs and came over in embarrassment.

If this girl dares to say anything like jealousy, she will be dead!

"I got second place in the sports festival. It's normal to smile when you encounter something happy, right?"

Hashima Seisuke took his time and gave his excuse.

"whispering sound."

Yinglili half-closed her eyes, "Shut up and don't talk to me."

The two of them walked back together under the setting sun, their shadows gradually lengthening on the ground.

"Didn't you ride a bicycle today?" Hashima Kiyosuke asked.

"It's not like I ride every day. Pushing uphill is very tiring."

Hashima Kiyosuke nodded slightly: "That's just right."

"What do you want to do?"

Zhaili suddenly became alert.

"Remember last semester when you crashed your bike into a wall and then repaired it?"

"It didn't hit the wall, it hit the telephone pole." Ying Lili quickly recalled and couldn't help complaining, "Obviously it was to avoid the running children, but you ended up being mean to me."

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, please forgive me."

"Huh, it's too late to apologize now." Zhai Li turned around and hummed, "Death penalty."

"The sentence is too harsh." Hashima Seisuke sighed, "I want to appeal."

"I'm sorry, but you have been deprived of your political rights and have no right to appeal."

"Remember that small river, right?" Hajima Seisuke looked at Zari, "I've been busy all day today and my feet hurt a little. Let's go soak our feet together."

Yinglili narrowed her eyes and looked wary: "Just soaking your feet?"

Hashima Seisuke was curious: "Besides soaking your feet, what else do you want to do?"

"Pooh!"

…

The sun sets.

The tired bird returns to its nest.

Hajima Seisuke and Zarashi soon came to the small river where they had soaked their feet in early summer. The water in the river was sparkling and seemed to have never changed.

The evening style by the river is very cool.

There are many people playing by the river. When you look up, you can see several primary school students playing in the water.

"Michiru seems to like to play tricks." Eiri looked at the children and complained, "If Michiru stays here, she should be able to play with those children, right?"

With Michiru's character, the possibility of becoming the king of children is indeed very high.

Hajima Seisuke bent down and picked up a few stones and handed them to Zari: "Let's try floating them in water?"

"don't want."

"Have you never played before?"

"How is it possible? When I was a kid, I used to float on the beach, not in a small river like this."

Yinglili snorted softly, then turned the stone, with an eager expression on her face, "I'll throw it to you now."

Then……

"Plop."

The sound of rocks entering the water was heard, and the small rocks smashed straight into the water, making a brilliant splash under the sunset. Unfortunately, the number of consecutive hits was zero.

It's not just throwing stones into the water.

"hateful!"

Ying Lili gritted her teeth slightly, feeling that she couldn't hold on to her face, "My hand slipped accidentally just now...Give me another stone."

"OK."

Yinglili held her breath and looked serious. After thinking for a moment, she threw the stone in her hand again.

So stupid.

too stupid.

My hands and feet are not coordinated at all. Fortunately, I didn't play with Michiru. I would have been laughed at!

"Plop...plop."

Looking at the rocks that bounced twice on the water and then sank into the water, Hashima Seisuke silently commented.

"...There is a lot of room for improvement."

The cheerful laughter of primary school students floated in the evening breeze.

"No more playing!"

Yinglili's face turned red with anger. She was laughed at by a group of primary school students and was completely humiliated!

"I'm going back."

When they all arrived at the river, they naturally wouldn't let Takumi go back like this. Hajima Seisuke grabbed Eiri's little hand and said, "Let's go over and soak our feet."

Hashima Seisuke followed his memory and found the spot where he sat last time. He sat down first, then reached out and patted the ground: "Hurry up and sit down."

“What should I do if there are bugs?”

Ying Lili reached out to cover the hem of her skirt, bent down and sat down, then untied her sneakers and took off her stockings from her legs.

"Well……"

Carefully, she put her feet into the river. The cold water flowed over her feet, causing Yinglili to involuntarily let out a groan of satisfaction.

Although the sports festival event that Eiriri participated in was only a tug-of-war competition, when there was no competition, she couldn't sit in the shade of the trees. Instead, she ran around as a support group and shouted for cheers. It can be said that she was also very tired. Now I put my feet into the river and felt the fatigue and pain disappear all of a sudden.

"how do you feel?"

Hajima Kiyosuke turned to look at Zakuli and asked warmly.

"Hey, it's just so-so..."

Naturally, Yinglili didn't want to admit her true thoughts, so she hummed softly, took off the stockings on her other foot, and put her foot into the river.

The river water is quite clear.

But Zhaili's skin is whiter.

Hajima Seisuke lowered his head and looked into the river. Under the clear water, he saw a pair of dazzling white feet of Zari. Her ten toes were still wagging playfully. She was obviously in a good mood.