Net King Simulation Game

Then came the second day.

In fact, there is really nothing special to talk about today, can the author Sang I apply for a plot jump?

Well, the plot gentleman has actually been eaten by the shameless author Sangyou.

The story has to continue, so there are the following events.

Now is the fourth class, that is to say, after this class is lunch time.Long live!Nima, hurry up and let Kongsang finish his meal and take a nap.For children in southern China who are used to taking a nap, you can't afford to be hurt by Japanese schools that have a nap system.I'm done!Kongsang, who just stayed at home and didn't go to school for various reasons, finally couldn't get enough rest these days and was in a trance.One of the evidences is that when Comrade Hiyoshi at the front desk called me, I was in a trance, and the other is that Miyamoto Saki-san's routine gossip was used as a hypnosis.

Don't tell me it's okay to stay up all night, though I'm not new to it, but napping is different.Three years in junior high school, three years in high school plus college... Well, the habits of so many years can't be changed at will, let alone Kongsang, who is suffering from a disease that will kill him if he doesn't take a nap, I don't want to change it.

Closer to home.

Event [-]: Prince of Tennis appears frequently

In fact, this matter is embarrassing to me in Kongsang's opinion.

Well, as we all know, Bingdi Cowherd is very popular, especially girls.As a result of the popularity, there are cheers and pink hearts everywhere, especially when there are crowds (it seems that strange things have mixed in again).Now in this situation, although it is not a cluster, the effect is as good as that of the cluster.

Well, Rong Kongsang, let me tell you something here. Right now, I am having physical education class on the playground outside the teaching building, and I am currently doing laps and the like.Ah, why would I think Qingxue was born(?) on a treadmill in Antarctica where there are only penguins in his previous life?Ah, sorry, digressed.

Then, there were depressive low-pitched screams that were different from the crazy shouts outside the window one after another, and some people ignored the teacher's angry stare and lay on the window to look out.

That's right, the prince is haunted.

——The first one to appear is our popular and handsome Ice Emperor King Atobe Keigo-sama!Beautiful posture, proud smile.ah!The perfect and gorgeous Atobe-sama rushed to the front!So handsome! ...

——followed by our elegant and gentle Ninja Yushi-sama!Shinobu-sama seems to be practicing relay running.Look, Master Ninzuzu took over the "baton" and immediately turned to sprint, rushing to the next relay with a perfect posture! ...

——Currently, Hochotaro from the next class is practicing hurdle race.He leaned forward, and then ran out at extraordinary speed, nimbly jumping over one obstacle after another.Oh~ beautiful, No.1! ...

Looking at the group of shiny creatures taking turns downstairs, passionate explanations came from my ears.Oh, Nima, why are these people's classes crowded together in physical education class? No wonder the cute "little mother cats" are so excited and uncontrollable as if they were on stimulants.

...Wait, where's the commentator?

I turned my face stiffly, and I was not surprised to see Miyamoto Saki lying on the window sill with a red face and excitedly explaining with a loudspeaker that I didn't know where.For details, please refer to the commentary scene of a fighting arena in "Full-time X-men".Miyamoto Saki was very devoted, and her best friend was virtuously handing her water to wipe her sweat and fanning her with a small fan.By the way, isn't the ice emperor's classroom very air-conditioned?

Well, let's not get entangled in such trivial matters. There are some things that we have to learn to get used to.

Well, I guess apart from my classmate Hikichi Waka who often disappears Akutagawa Jirou and Kawaji Takahiro who has always been ignored by everyone, everyone who should appear in the Cowherd Group has appeared.Oh, by the way, there is also Taki Oginosuke.This is an alternate and can be ignored.

The cowherd group also has alternates? ——Kongsang

Little things like this can be ignored. ——Author Sang

All in all, downstairs is very lively now.No, in fact, the upstairs is also very lively, Kongsang, I can already hear the sound of the whole teaching building boiling.

Then look at the Chinese teacher with a livid face on the podium.Well, Two-dimensional teachers, except for Onizuka Hideyoshi Ginpachi teacher Anzai coach Sakaki Taro and other elites (...), the others have no status at all.

In this world, students are God.

Two-dimensional, how embarrassing are you for the three-dimensional children's paper.

Well, next is event two

this is an accident.

After the lunch break, the fifth class began, which happened to be the turn of my class for physical education.We went to class D next door and a third grade class together.Well, it is worth mentioning that there are no princes in these two classes, Kong Sang expressed his relief.

However, Bingdi is an aristocratic school after all, handsome men and beautiful women are not everywhere, but there are always a few in each class that can attract people's attention.So the scene is still quite lively.For example, the gentle senior in the third grade who looks like Yamato Nadeko, and the handsome basketball guy in the next class who is as popular as those in the tennis club.Don't ask me why Mao knows that he is from the basketball team, because he is very tall, as tall as Huadi is, but he is more handsome than Huadi, as handsome as Sendoaki is.

By the way, his real name is Xiandao Zhang, right?

Our class and the class next door were playing a basketball game after running laps. The girls, of course, hid aside to watch and cheer up while being nympho.

Suddenly there was a bad feeling.

The game officially begins.Our side sent people including Hijiruo, but the other party unexpectedly did not let the boy who looked like Xiandao Akira play.

Well, maybe to preserve strength?

Speaking of which, there are not many tall people on our side, hey!

——Very well, the game begins!Mr. A of our side grabbed the ball first and slapped it to Mr. Riji who had been waiting outside the field for a long time.Ah, Riji-kun quickly dribbled the ball to avoid the opponent's defense, stepped forward, made a layup, and the ball went in!Our side gets 2 points first! 2:0 lead.OK, now the game continues...

Miyamoto Saki once again played a friendly role as the narrator to explain passionately.

Miyamoto is dirty, can you stop yelling in my ears next time, hello, Miss, your image.

Then, less than three seconds after I finished complaining, there was an exclamation around me—not an exclamation, but a panic. Something rushed out of the stadium, brushed my cheek, and brought a breeze.It wasn't until Rijiruo ran over from the stadium that I realized that I felt the burning pain on my face.

"Ah, Sora-chan, how are you? You're bleeding, woo woo~" Miyamoto Saki was biting a small handkerchief with tears in his eyes.Hey, it's me that hurts.By the way, the small handkerchief was provided by her best friend Haruka Matsudo.

I looked down at the red liquid dripping onto my white shirt, touched my face, and sure enough wiped the blood from my finger: "Ah, it's okay, it will be fine in two days." But I was a little dizzy in front of my eyes, as if my eyes were blindfolded It's like a thin film, so I can't see clearly.

Ah, I forgot to mention, in fact, Kongsang, I feel a little dizzy.

So the world was spinning, and the next second I fell directly to the ground.