He is obviously a big guy, but he always wins

White Moonlight and Mary Sue 07

Although the authentic package makes many people feel excited.

After all, it is not an easy task for ordinary people to complete [-] jumps within the specified time.

But the punishment mentioned by the wooden referee made everyone hesitate.

At the same time, considering the authentic crispness, some people can't help thinking, is there something tricky here?

But death is such a real thing, no matter what the students thought in their hearts, most of the people in the room still entrusted the rope skipping game task to Zhengzong.

"A total of five groups of tasks, a total of [-] jumps."

When the wooden referee uttered such a sentence, his eyes were curved like crescent moons.

Everyone present could feel the joy of the wooden referee and his unabashed malice.

It stares at Zhengzong very passionately, as if the person in front of him has changed from a "person" to a mass of "dead flesh" that can act and speak.

Without any procrastinating thoughts, the game starts immediately.

And for the next game time, it was like a dream for everyone.

——Except for Sephiroth, who has been cheering on Masamune and still has no sense of tension.

As for the others...

It's just a "simple" jump rope, which is naturally no problem for the authentic.

He was so stunned by Sephiroth's kiss that he couldn't recover at all, even though his body was jumping and falling with the frequency of the long rope swing.

But all the thoughts in his mind revolved around: Did I get kissed just now?

Does he like me?

...Speaking of which, I also seem to like his appearance very much, I always care about him, and I don't want him to have too much contact with others.

Not really sure, maybe no pro?

It would be nice to be able to focus more.

Why doesn't he look embarrassed at all?

Am I dreaming everything?

Etc., etc., such thoughts completely filled Zhengzheng's mind.

The other students, although they feel that the authenticity is very strong.

——After the first two games, there are quite a few students who survived with Zhengzong. Naturally, they will not doubt Zhengzong's strength.

When Zhengzong said that he could skip rope for everyone, these students naturally entrusted their trust without hesitation, and told other students about this trust.

But I didn't expect the authenticity to be so strong.

A full hundred thousand times.

In order to catch up with time, the students who swung the long rope were exhausted, and the frequency of the rope swung was very high.

It was so high that it was impossible to capture its figure clearly with the naked eye, and there would be the sound of breaking wind.

But Zhengzong just jumped down.

The speed was so fast that one wondered if the rope really passed under his feet.

In addition, human physical strength is limited, and students who swing the rope will also experience muscle soreness and lack of physical strength, so there is no way to maintain a very stable frequency of swinging the long rope.

This frequency change is very easy for other people to jump out of the problem.

But Zhengzong still perfectly adjusted his take-off frequency and speed.

This kind of perfect performance made other students finally understand the meaning of Zhengzong's sentence: "Others will throw the rope."

As long as they don't jump wrong in the middle of the rope throwing, they can be replaced by others.

So the only difficulty in the entire game fell on Zhengzong alone.

As long as he can persevere, victory is inevitable.

The wooden referee was gloating at first, but as time went on.

The students who were not very promising at first became more and more excited, and the face of the wooden referee became more and more ugly.

Even the originally colorful drawings turned black.

When Masamune jumped to the last ten thousand times.

All the students started counting for him out loud.

When the last one was counted, the wooden referee had to announce that Zhengzong had finished the game, and the students jumped up happily on the spot.

And those students who arrived later, as well as the students who had not entrusted their trust, were all green with regret.

After the dance, Zhengzong looked like he was fished out of the water.

Sephiroth distracted the excited students and prevented them from approaching the real one.

The referee also said that they can go to the next game location.

And Zhengzong dragged his sore legs, took a deep breath to adjust his breathing, and walked straight towards Sephiroth.

Sephiroth, who was about to be "virtuous" and continue to play his weak role, touched Zhengzong's forehead with a handkerchief, but Zhengzong suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Sephiroth didn't react yet.

The authentic face has already come together.

Sephiroth took a step back, just leaning against the wall, he watched Zhengzong sticking to him without any hesitation.

This time, Sephiroth felt the authentic kiss very clearly.

It was a very pure, yet clear kiss.

As if to determine something.

Filled with heart-pounding stuff.

Obviously at this time, Zhengzong was covered in sweat, and his silver hair was stuck to his forehead.

However, Sephiroth felt that the huge heat that was radiating from Masamune's body was engulfed in it along with himself.

Obviously they became husband and wife, counting the time has been 200 years.

But at this time, Sephiroth once again felt a different heartbeat.

Maybe no matter how many years have passed and how many times they meet again, he will be moved again for authenticity.

And so is authentic.

Sephiroth smiled slightly after being stunned briefly.

One hand held Zhengzheng's cheek, and the other hand stretched back to hold Zhengzheng's neck, making this pure and heartwarming kiss last longer.

After a long time, Zhengzong took the initiative to open the distance between the two.

"It's finally confirmed." Zhengzong said.

This was the question he thought about the most during the rope skipping process.

He wanted to be really sure that the kiss between them was not so instant, like an illusion.

Zhengzong blushed slightly, but at this time he was already blushing due to excessive exercise, and it was hard to tell whether he was really blushing.

Zhengzong said: "I really want to see what you look like, I hope... the first one I see is you."

I hope that in the next life when I open my eyes, the first person I can see will be you.

In Sephiroth's ears, it seemed that the last words that Zhengzong said in the previous life before he passed away.

So Sephiroth responded with a smile: "Okay.

"To make sure you don't see anyone else, I will always be by your side."

Authentic: "..."

Zhengzong coughed slightly, feeling embarrassed again.

I couldn't help but feel a lot of happiness in my heart.

I wanted to speak hard, but when I got to my lips, I was very honest: "You said it."

"Well, I said so." Sephiroth answered affirmatively.

So authentic is happier.

The whole heart seems to be bubbling with joy, probably that's it.

The students who finished the game were all gone, and Sephiroth and Masamune were also preparing to leave after a short chat.

But before they took two steps, they were surrounded by students who hadn't played the game yet.

"Excuse me...can you dance for us too?"

The student standing in front spoke first, and those behind him kept nodding.

"There are no more people."

"We're probably all that's left."

"I beg you……"

Zhengzong watched these students silently. They turned their eyes away with some guilt, but no one backed away.

The wooden referee, who was looking very unhappy at first, gloated again, but didn't say whether it was okay or not.

It was the "weak body" Sephiroth who stood up.

He was still smiling, but the smile at this time made the person facing him feel a little scared.

Sephiroth didn't say anything, just looked at the students one by one.

And these students bowed their heads under his gaze.

Sephiroth smiled softly, "You can try to stop us."

After finishing speaking, Sephiroth pulled Zhengzong, completely ignored these students, and left directly.

To many educated and moral people in this world.

It is a very simple and natural thing to help others within the scope of one's ability.

But if people are asked to be "weak", forcing kind people to help themselves.

It's a very disgusting and disgusting thing.

What's more, the vast majority of people in this world, for Sephiroth today, have long been so weak that no matter what emotions and behaviors they have, they cannot affect him.

These people should rejoice.

Fortunately, whether it is Sephiroth or authentic, they are both strong enough.

Strong enough not to care about their offensive words and deeds.

——Of course, it's because they didn't have enough to die.

After all, today's Sephiroth never thinks he is a good person.

Especially in matters related to authenticity.

In the following time, Sephiroth and Zhengzong experienced some familiar small games one after another.

Including Minesweeper, Whack-a-Mole, High Jump, Truth or Dare, and more.

So all the way went smoothly to the last level.

A little game of hide and seek.

One person acts as a ghost, and the others hide.

The game ends either when the ghost catches everyone as the sun goes down, or when someone kicks a pot that's been left in the clearing.

If the ghost wins, the others will die, and if the others win, the ghost will die.

The judges for this level are three very old-looking nesting dolls.

They jumped out one by one, and then put them back after speaking, and then the identity was determined by drawing lots.

Sephiroth felt that he was very lucky. Both he and Zhengzong were caught by the ghost, and the one who played the ghost...

It was one of the students who were rejected by them in the rope skipping level.

And this student seemed to be a bit malicious towards the two of them.

Although he didn't say anything, the eyes he stared at the two of them were terrifying enough, as if he wanted to swallow them up.

For this look.

Sephiroth himself didn't care, but the malice wasn't aimed at him alone.

and so……

When the matryoshka referee announced the start of the competition, the student who played the ghost left the place where the jars were placed, and was about to be the first to find out the authentic or Sephiroth.

Suddenly, the sound of the can being kicked was heard.

Sephiroth, who has been showing a very bad body, did not know when he stood by the jar and kicked the jar down.

The matryoshka referee who had just left ran back again.

They were separated from the body of the largest nesting doll, each with shocked faces.

"It's amazing."

"The game is over before it begins."

"It seems that little brother who plays the role of ghost, your luck is really bad."

The student playing the ghost: "...it's not real...it's not real!!!"

Matryoshka: "...he looks excited."

"No matter who knows that they are going to die, they will be very excited, right?"

"But we were just joking."

"Are you kidding?" The student who almost went crazy repeated this sentence in a daze.

"Yeah, we were just joking!"

Sephiroth raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his head and walked towards Zhengzong.

He cared more about another thing than whether the nesting dolls were joking.

"your eyes……"

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