Plural Apostles

Kiyana asks Karen to help, and artificially fakes a sufficiently romantic encounter according to the routine of youth love novels that she doesn’t know where to read—but the elementary school student Siegfried doesn’t understand, and just glanced at it with the eyes of watching the excitement and being crazy .

There were so many unreliable and delicate encounters with her teammates, Ji Zi couldn't say anything, she herself was in Waterloo, and she seemed a little too enthusiastic and proactive in blocking Siegfried on the street, causing Siegfried to almost call for help While calling the police...

All kinds of difficulties are even more difficult. In this case, only Teresa relied on her height and body advantage to sneak into Fenghuang Primary School by pretending to be a primary school student.

"Why don't we go on a trip? Visit this world of mental imagery and see what other places look like?" Kiyana lay on the table like a salty fish, and the routine carefully prepared according to the love novel failed, causing her to suffer. When it comes to the crit, "Anyway, according to the current situation, Siegfried doesn't need too much intervention from us. Auntie will keep it. I guess we will be able to unravel this mental space in a few days."

"Global travel? Stupid Kiyana actually put forward quite constructive suggestions." Bronya looked at the stock market trend chart, "The situation is very stable, and it is not a big problem to keep in touch with the head of the school on the phone... hope Er, where do you want to go to see the first stop?"

Hill scratched his chin and searched the memory of those famous scenic spots in his mind: "Hawaii or Maldives? By the way, I also want to see the Great Wall."

"Then everyone pack up and get ready, it should be fine for Teresa to take care of herself."

Just as Jizi and the others were discussing a quick trip, Teresa had already arrived at the playground. She was leaning against the football goal frame boredly, with a lollipop in her mouth, with the indifference of an adult. He looked at the two groups of people who were confronting each other in the middle of the court.

Tsk, what a naive elementary school student, if you disagree with each other, you will have a fight (about football).

"I don't have much to say. The stadium is only for the winner. If you lose, the stadium for physical education will have to be given to us in the future!"

"Heh, you have to win."

The boys in the sixth grade are very confident. They played from the fifth grade to the sixth grade. It took almost two years. But that's enough, a few blind kicks for two years must be more proficient than a fifth grader who hasn't played for a long time, can this lose?

"But what do you mean by goalkeeper? Find a girl?" The sixth-grade boy looked at Siegfried with disdain, "I didn't expect you to play with girls, tsk tsk, what a shame."

Siegfried had a hehehe face.

"If the girl cries at that time, you can clean it up yourself. We won't be scared just because the gatekeeper is a girl."

Siegfried hehehe: "Of course not, it was agreed in advance that no one is allowed to report to the teacher!"

"Of course we wouldn't be so ashamed, but it's your girl, what if she makes a small report?"

Siegfried patted his chest and said, "Then we won't play with her! It's not just her, we won't take anyone who makes small reports!"

The two parties agreed to complete the agreement, and then guess who would serve the ball, and finally the right to serve fell to the sixth grader. Since it is a place for elementary school students to exercise, the size of the court is naturally not a standardized court. Sixteen people, and at the same time, a few substitutes were arranged in a decent manner.

The game officially started, and a group of primary school students immediately started chasing the football in a swarm.

Formation?Doesn't exist, ball skills?Does not exist, save energy?Doesn't exist, referee?Non-existent, conscious cooperation?I just want to fight alone!This is happy football!

No matter how far they are from the football, everyone is chasing the ball desperately. In the chaotic scramble that Teresa saw, the ball went here and there, and went out of bounds from time to time... It seemed quite boring , at least the goalie is boring.

Teresa looked around boredly, and found that there was a woman on the side of the court looking at the elementary school students running in the court. Isn't that Siegfried's mother?Go to school to work overtime on Saturdays?She paid close attention secretly, and after watching the so-called game for a while, Luobo turned and left the playground and walked towards the teaching building.

At this time, the game is still going on.

Pfft!

"Ouch! He pushed!" A fifth-grade boy fell while trying to steal the ball, and Siegfried got a free kick.

Pfft!

"Ah! He tripped people!"

Another fifth-grade boy fell down, and this time there was some argument between the two sides, and finally Siegfried got a free kick.

Pfft!

"Ah! He hit someone with the ball!"

Another fifth-grade boy fell down, the two sides quarreled, and Siegfried got another free kick.

Teresa is holding a lollipop, is there such a big difference in one year?Why is it that Siegfried is full of delicate and soft guys?Moreover, the rules are all based on quarrels and arguments. It turns out that the gap in physical fitness and experience is quite large. Even though Siegfried has a free kick every few minutes, the sixth grade still pushed the position to this point. Come halftime.

Alas, as expected, I still need to be a master, master, master, master, master, master, master, but according to the way this group of people play, I guess it is average in the end...

coming!

Teresa's eyes lit up, her small body moved a few steps forward, and concentrated on watching the sixth-grade boy rushing all the way with the ball. At this moment, Siegfried broke into her vision, and a rampage Hitting the boy directly, the two of them fell to the ground with a common sound. The football rolled over and was easily stepped on by Teresa subconsciously lifting her foot.

"This is a foul! A penalty! This is a penalty!"

"Fart! Obviously you hit me! No foul!"

"It's a penalty kick!"

"It's not! It's our free kick!"

There was another quarrel, Teresa rolled her eyes, and looked at the red-faced and sweating quarreling parties in the penalty area speechlessly. They obviously didn't even understand the rules of football, and there were no referees, so they made an appointment to play each other. Fouls, you have to desperately swear and fight each other in the direction that is beneficial to you... Should you say that you are a primary school student?

However, these elementary school students who play football are really happy. They shouted loudly and chased hard, even if they didn't catch the ball during the whole process, they still ran enthusiastically from left to right, from right to left, and their faces were full of joy. Consciously showing a happy smile...

Teresa couldn't help but have a rare philosophical reflection. Competitive games, too many people have begun to care about competitions, and have neglected the essence of games as entertainment products that should bring happiness.

"I'm fuckin'!"

"@#%￥%￥%!~!"

"#￥………@#￥!"

Fuck!Teresa heard scolding suddenly started in front, and then a group of people became confused, and then those guys scuffled directly... What the hell? !

The off-court substitutes of both sides also rushed forward, seeming to persuade the fight at first, but they were soon involved in a large-scale fight scene. Teresa watched a group of elementary school students shoving and shoving each other, using eight fists to fight each other. Fighting and close-quarters judo skills... In short, it's just a few blows.

Teresa stood in front of the door frame in a daze, opened her small mouth slightly, and the lollipop in her mouth slipped out, and fell to the ground with a thud, what kind of development is this?What about happy football? !At this time, Teresa saw the goalkeeper on the opposite side running this way, as if she was about to join the battle... What should she do?

"Big sister, hurry up and help! Beat up these unruly cubs!"