The Tyrant's Cannon Fodder Queen[Transmigration Book]

For several days, the little princes were addicted to Cuju.

Jumping and passing the ball in the school could no longer satisfy the enthusiasm of the cubs. After school, the fifth prince brought his two younger brothers to the Cuju field.

Field training!

"Brother, I'm here to teach you the real way to play cuju today." The fifth prince was holding an exquisite sheepskin ball made of gold silk, bamboo bones, and casually tossed it with his index finger.

"That's amazing!" The sixth prince raised a pair of small fists, always the first to cheer for Fifth Brother.

The seventh prince stood beside the sixth prince.

When entering the arena, the fifth prince was worried that he would be distracted, so he asked the eunuch to take away his little frog toy, so the seventh prince was a little dazed at the moment. The goal set up in the center looks a bit novel, but it is not yearning.

After getting along for so many days, Xue Yao already has a preliminary understanding of this little fat cub.

The Seventh Prince does not yearn for games that require exercise!

It can't be blamed on the Seventh Prince's laziness, cubs of his size generally don't like sports very much.

"As for Cuju, there are mainly two ways to play it." The fifth prince explained while playing tricks.

As soon as he threw the ball, he bounced his elbow, and then caught the ball with his index finger and flew around, making the sixth prince jump in admiration!

"One is the fancy style of play, called 'white play'." The fifth prince explained: "This kind of play is less competitive, and it can be regarded as a form of Cuju performance. It depends on the player's basic skills of ball control. You can change the pattern to maintain If the ball doesn't hit the ground, the first to hit the ground is considered a loser."

"Another way of playing is called 'building the ball'." The fifth prince raised his finger and pointed to the goal in the center of the field: "Simply put, it is to kick the ball into the romantic eye. During the game, it will be divided into two teams, each with twelve or 16 players. Let’s talk about this in detail later, let’s practice basic ball control first, that is, 'playing for nothing'."

"Okay!!!" The sixth prince excitedly raised a pair of small fists!

The Seventh Prince was staring at the bird standing in the upper left corner of the goal, in a daze.

The Fifth Prince looked at the Seventh Prince with oppressive eyes.

The Seventh Prince looked back with a tacit understanding.

The two brothers looked at each other in silence for a moment.

The Seventh Prince lost his momentum, and finally raised a pair of chubby hands to Fifth Brother with difficulty, and cooperated feebly: "Okay..."

The Fifth Prince nodded in satisfaction.

Xue Yao: "..."

That little chubby boy is obviously not interested, don't be fooled by him, Fifth Highness!

The three little princes each hold a ball.

The Fifth Prince lifted up the hem of his clothes handsomely, and tucked the corners of the clothes in his side belt for easy kicking.

The sixth prince followed suit, carefully bent over and lifted up the hem of his clothes, tucking them into his belt.

The Seventh Prince stared at the two elder brothers for a while, then lowered his head, and untied his belt.

Xue Yao: "..."

Don't play hooligans all of a sudden, hey!Why do you untie your belt when others close their clothes?

Because the eunuchs and maids were standing outside the arena and there was no one to serve them, Xue Yao had no choice but to go forward to help the Seventh Prince fasten his belt, and tucked the hem of his clothes to the fat cub's waist.

In addition to Xue Yao, there are two other companions participating in the practice.

After carefully listening to the fifth prince's explanation, everyone started the first round of juggling.

The first one to come out was naturally the most active sixth prince. He threw the ball up and kicked it, successfully kicking the ball far away.

Just a bump and it's over!

The fifth prince stepped forward and patted his younger brother on the shoulder: "The sixth son still needs to work hard."

The sixth prince asked anxiously: "Can I do it again?"

"No way." The fifth prince was very strict: "If you don't perform well in this round, we will come back in the next round. Everyone only has one chance."

The sixth prince nodded in disappointment.

Next came the Seventh Prince.

The little chubby cub walked to the designated position with the ball in his arms and stopped moving.

"Lao Qi, let's start!" The fifth prince urged.

The seventh prince held the ball and murmured: "Lao Qi has started."

The fifth prince encouraged: "Okay! Let's start!"

Seventh Prince: "Okay, let's start."

However, Fat Cub still held the ball and did not move.

Fifth Prince: "Let's get started, Seventh!"

Seventh prince: "Let's start, old seven."

Xue Yao couldn't stand it anymore.

It is estimated that he is the only one in the audience who understands the meaning of this little chubby cub.

The Seventh Prince meant: He has already started.

"Your Highness, you can't just hold the ball, you have to bounce the ball." Xue Yao calmly explained the rules to the chubby boy.

The seventh prince lowered his head in embarrassment, shook the ball in his hand, and muttered to repeat the rule that the fifth prince said at the beginning: "The first to land is the loser."

As long as you don't hit the ground, Your Highness wins!

Very reasonable!

"That's not what I meant!" The fifth prince was very angry when his cunning younger brother took advantage of a loophole in logic!

"The rule is to keep juggling the ball! You can't hold it still! You can't touch the ball with your hands!"

The Seventh Prince sighed regretfully.

Xue Yao: "..."

You can do it, bad cub!Do you even want to tease your own brother!

The Seventh Prince started juggling the ball.

With a little hand throw, the ball flew into the air——

Xue Yao's heart tightened suddenly.

it has started!

The talent from Long Aotian is going to shock the audience!

In the original book, when the Seventh Prince participated in the Cuju match for the first time when he was 13 years old, he shocked the audience with his astonishing agility and performance. The servants all said that His Royal Highness never practiced the ball.

What is Long Aotian?This is!

The ball in mid-air fell lightly, was pushed up by the Seventh Prince's elbow, flew to the left, and was pushed by his left arm again——

Due to the wrong point of force, the angle of the ball was crooked and flew to the side!

The Seventh Prince had absolutely no intention of chasing the ball to make amends. He just stretched out his left foot, seized the last chance, kicked the ball that was about to hit the ground, and kicked the ball far away.

"Three bumps, it's not bad." The fifth prince smiled and encouraged.

Xue Yao: "..."

is that a lie!Only bumped three times?

How could the cub Long Aotian be so good!

Concubine Xi must have secretly changed the child!

"Papa papa papa—" The seventh prince began to applaud himself warmly: "The seventh is number one!"

Xue Yao: "..."

This competitive spirit is consistent with King Ning in the original book, but there is a terrible gap in strength.

"Next round! Next round!" His Royal Highness the No.2 Sixth Prince blushed, losing to the seventh brother who had never participated in the training, it was embarrassing!

"The next round hasn't started yet." The Fifth Prince said patiently, "Ayao, Fang Qi, Xiao Mu, you all come too."

Xue Yao stepped out in response.

He's not very good at juggling the ball with his elbows and shoulders, but he's good with his feet.

The passing tricks played by the fifth prince are all leftovers from his previous years.

Most of the boys who have passed puberty have attracted the attention of their female classmates by these tricks, and Xue Yao is no exception.

I just don't know if this eight-year-old body is used to it.

This ball is a little smaller than a soccer ball, and its weight is also light. Although it is also inflated, it has bamboo bones and gold wires inside, and the elastic feel is very different from modern footballs.

With the mood of giving it a try, Xue Yao was the first to go out, throwing the ball, lifting his foot, one, two, three...

46, 47, 48...

The people around were dumbfounded!

There is actually a Cuju master hidden in the accompanying reading!

Xue Yao was kicking vigorously, but he didn't notice the surprise around him.

He was a little excited, he didn't expect to change his body, but the memory of ball control was still there.

Although he was not used to the first few bumps, the size, weight and elasticity of the ball were different, but he got used to it after a while.

At this moment, the football is like a magnet, always attracted by the back of his instep, and does not fall steadily.

"You really played well!" The fifth prince clapped his hands, his eyes filled with joy: "Why didn't you say it earlier? I'm worried that not many people will kick!"

"Your Highness is absurd." Xue Yao humbly said while juggling the ball, "I have only practiced some small tricks on the instep, and I can't even do elbow balls and shoulder balls..."

Before he finished speaking, Yu Guang suddenly noticed that beside the fifth prince - the seventh prince had squatted on the ground resentfully drawing circles.

Your Highness's No.1 has been snatched away!

Xue Yao quickly stopped juggling the ball, caught it with his hands, and made excuses to admit defeat: "I can't kick anymore."

Everything is too late.

The petty-eyed cub who wants to save face has already pouted!

However, after the two companions played, they also flipped seven or eight balls, all of which crushed the Seventh Prince.

Only then did the seventh prince resign himself to his fate, he walked up to the sixth prince melancholy, and solemnly asked: "Brother, don't give up playing football."

Otherwise, no one will give the Seventh Prince the last place!

The sixth prince thought that his younger brother was encouraging him, and was immediately moved: "No way! I will continue to practice hard, and you will work hard together with my brother, okay?"

Xue Yao's heart was almost broken.

When he grows up, the sixth prince of Nuan Bao is afraid that he will be played to death by this black-bellied younger brother!

"Hey, how many brothers are there?" Suddenly there was a strange greeting from outside the venue.

Xue Yao's back turned cold, and the memory of the original owner helped him identify the owner of the voice.

The third prince was wearing a dark green cuju suit, with a ball under his arm, and walked into the cuju field in a casual manner with the fourth prince and a group of followers.

As soon as the Seventh Prince heard the voice, the tips of his little ears trembled, and then he circled around in a panic, hiding behind the Sixth Prince, his fat little body trembling slightly with fright.

"Even the seventh prince has been coaxed out? Hey~" The third prince looked mockingly, and met the fourth prince beside him, "It's really embarrassing, how can foreign barbarians kick our big Qi's Cuju?"

Xue Yao's heart was pounding, and he couldn't help but look at the little fat boy hiding behind the sixth prince from the corner of his eye.

I hope this little cub can't understand the meaning of barbarian.

The seventh prince has half of the royal blood, so the third prince's words are really bold.

The three little princes, who are usually lively, seem to have turned into sculptures at this moment.

The fifth prince stood not far away with a pale face, staring at the side of the third prince with a dejected expression, not daring to move.

The sixth prince stared at the third prince on the opposite side like a wooden stake, with his mouth slightly open, showing a look of fear.

"Old Seven?" The third prince walked towards the sixth prince with a smile, and said in a dawdly way: "Why are you hiding from the third brother? Come here, the third brother will feed you something delicious, ah, hahahahaha!"

The Seventh Prince trembled even more.

As the third prince approached, the sixth prince also began to tremble, but instead of dodging, he trembled and opened his arms slightly, like protecting a chicken, blocking the seventh brother behind him.

"Yo, the sixth son is going to play eagle catch chicken with me?" The third prince smirked at the fourth prince next to him: "Then shall we play?"

The fourth prince clapped his hands obsequiously: "Come on!"

A trace of cruelty flashed in the third prince's eyes, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the sixth prince's arm, and dragged him to the front without light or heavy!

"Ah!" the sixth prince cried out in pain, his eyes turned red.

"Your Highness!"

Xue Yao's mind was blank, so he stood up and pulled the sixth prince behind him to protect him.

All the palace rules and status punishments have been forgotten!

The third prince let go of the sixth prince's arm, and looked over impatiently.

Only then did Xue Yao's reason return, his teeth chattered, but he still raised a flattering smile: "I haven't seen Your Highness for a long time, I miss you so much!"

The third prince narrowed his eyes slightly: "Ayao?"