Disciples are good, dolls are bad

What did the head say!Who do you want to fall in love with at dusk! "Lunzi behind him finally lost his temper.

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"Youth Academy Staff Room"

"Fufufu~" Standing in the staff room, playing hula hoop vigorously, the paper in front of Sumire Ryuzaki was blown by the blowing wind.

"Baby, stop playing, which event did you decide to participate in?" She actually started playing hula hoop, is she a child?No, she is indeed a child, although in terms of appearance and figure...

"Hoo hoo ~" continued to turn: "Didn't you see? I'm practicing hula hoops."

"Which club does the hula hoop belong to? There is no such event at all. Do you want to participate in the gymnastics gymnastics competition?"

"Go for seppuku. Although I am versatile, I have no interest in such tasteless activities. I only wear tights to dance around. I am like the master of the generation, Mr. Bruce Lee. If you like dancing, you can just jump into the sea. "Twist, twist, twist.

"What kind of theory is this? Is everyone who wears tights imitating Bruce Lee? Is that called gymnastics suit?"

"Whatever it's called, I just don't like it anyway."

Ryuzaki Sumire sighed, crossed his hands and propped his chin to think for a while, then looked up at a certain baby who was twisting vigorously:

"Baby, tell me honestly, why are you unwilling to help Tezuka with treatment?"

"Ah? Why are you talking about this again? Didn't I tell you? His injury should not be treated by me."

"What do you mean by that? Of course, the sooner you have an injury, the better it will be. If it takes a long time, it will be difficult to heal. Do you want to harm Tezuka? If he can no longer play tennis because of this, how will you be responsible?" ?” A desperate guy.

"Oh, you're so annoying, I don't have time to care about this. The ball skills conference has already started, I'll go there first!"

"Baby, I'm not done yet! Baby!"

While twisting the hula hoop, she quickly moved towards the door. This old woman is really talkative, and her ears will suffer again if she doesn't move away.

Turning to the door, I just met Uncle Bingshan who walked in.

"Uh, doll-senpai?" Tezuka frowned and looked at the writhing hula hoop around her body.Why is only the waist twisting, but neither the upper body nor the lower body can see any twisting range, and this speed...

"Hey, Uncle Bingshan, you're here just in time. You and my sister and I will go to the ball skills conference together?"

"Gallery competition... Sister Doll, do you want to participate in the gymnastics competition?" What kind of competition is the hula hoop?gymnastics?

"Damn, why do you think of gymnastics first when you see hula hoops? Could it be that hula hoops really belong to gymnastics?"

He twisted his waist and struggled for a while, and then looked at Tezuka who was also somewhat troubled:

"Uncle Bingshan, I'm leaving first, you can come over later if you are interested. That's it, bye." Waving.

"Uh, goodbye, Senior Sister Doll." Looking at the "Hula Hoop Doll" going away, her speed of hula hooping is no longer that of a normal human being... Could it be that she is really not from Earth...

Tezuka struggled again, turned around and walked into coach Ryuzaki's office.

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"Youth Academy Ball Skills Conference"

Pengxiang and the others stood in front of the bulletin board:

"Basketball, soccer, baseball, volleyball, badminton, tennis, table tennis...what else?"

"There are so many events in the ball skills conference." The first-year trio also came.

"It has nothing to do with the class year, it's all individual participation. And you can only choose projects other than the club projects you participate in." Horio put his hips on his hips and looked omniscient.

"Who doesn't know, you don't need to explain, don't they all belong to the same school?" Peng Xiang mocked.

"Little friend..." Sakura dryly smiled.

"What kind of competitions will the seniors in the Ministry participate in?"

"I think no matter what you participate in, you are very strong..." Sheng Lang said excitedly, looking up, he suddenly saw a familiar figure walking towards this side twisting a hula hoop.

"Baby, Senior Sister Baby?" The five of them looked to the side, and they saw the conspicuous hula hoop.

"Huhuhu~" The speed of twisting the waist is close to the speed of light, poof.

"Yo, kids." Whispering and picking his booger, he walked over.

"Senior Baby! That's amazing! Senior Sister Baby, are you going to participate in the la la hoop competition?" Sheng Lang looked at the speed that could no longer be seen with the naked eye in admiration.

"If there was a hula hoop competition, I would have participated in it a long time ago. Youth Academy is still not high enough. It doesn't even have this kind of fitness competition. They are all messy competitions, such as the useless gymnastics team... ..."

"Then baby-senpai, why don't you go to the gymnastics competition, gymnastics is also good for fitness." Horio suggested.

"Damn, I just said gymnastics is no good and you let me go!" The thought of me jumping around like a monkey in that disgusting leotard gave me goosebumps all over my body.

"Then what event do you want to participate in, Senior Sister Baby?" Peng Xiang wondered, the gymnastics are very beautiful, what's wrong?

"I haven't thought about it yet, maybe I won't participate."

"Ah? Why? A rare game of ball skills..."

"Because there is no event I'm interested in." He touched his chin and thought for a while: "Ah, speaking of which, is that little Douding going to participate in the table tennis competition? What's the name of the handsome guy who challenged him in the plot? Go take a look later."

"Senior Baby, are you talking about Ryoma? Master Ryoma is going to participate in the table tennis competition?" Pengxiang got excited when Ryoma was mentioned.

"Then we must go and see!"

Seeing the excitement of the five people, I wondered, why does that kid have such a good relationship with these five guys?It is obviously a personality that is difficult to communicate with...

"Billiard Registration"

"Please note, those who have not registered to participate in the project, please go to the registration office to register as soon as possible. Repeat, those who have not registered to participate in the project, please go to the registration office to register as soon as possible." A notice was broadcast on the radio.

Ryoma was standing in line at the registration desk in his tracksuit with his pockets in his trousers, waiting for registration when there were soft footsteps coming towards him behind him.

Ryoma glanced behind him calmly, and immediately, a pair of cold hands covered his eyes, and a low moan came from beside his ear, but it was a deliberately changed voice:

"Guess who I am~"

"Are you a child? Are you still playing this kind of game at the age of 20?" Although the age and appearance don't match at all...

"Tch, how do you know it's me?" He let go of his hand in frustration, picking his nose with a depressed face.

"Madamadadane. First of all, although your footsteps are very light, you can still tell who they are once you get used to them. Secondly, even if you don't hear your footsteps, the smell of milk on your body has already betrayed you." So obvious He had already smelled the milky scent before she came over. He was already 20 years old and still smelled like a baby. Who else was there in school besides her?No, it should mean that she is the only one in the whole world.

"Cut~ it's not fun." He picked his nose and looked at the few people in line in front: "Sure enough, not many people are interested in the table tennis competition. I said, do you really want to participate in this?"

"of course."

"Nah, Mr. Longma~" The voice leaned towards him in a whiny voice, and there was a black line in Longma.Every time she speaks in that tone, something is going to go wrong.

"Please be normal." If someone he didn't know saw her like this, he would really think it was cute, but unfortunately, he had already seen her true face.When she talks like this, it will only make people feel chills and get goose bumps all over their bodies.

"Let me tell you, sister, our country is rich in table tennis masters. When it comes to table tennis, it is our strength. In the Olympic Games, our Chinese team has won the championship every time. Sister, I am also a table tennis master. Do you really not want me to teach you myself?"

"Madamadadane. If you're really that good, sign up to play against me now."

"Che, you have to be qualified at your level. Besides, just like tennis, I'm not interested in table tennis. If you really want to compete with me, why don't you come to a hula hoop competition with me?"

"Hula hoop?" Ryoma frowned and turned to look at her.

"Hey, yes, hula hoop, do you want to try it?" I smiled and took out the hula hoop from behind.

"...Where did you get such a big thing?" -_-|||Ryoma was ashamed.

"This is called fetching objects from space, do you understand?"

"don't know."

"Well, it's hard to understand with your IQ."

"Madamadadane."

Just as the two were saying this, a voice suddenly came from behind:

"Echizen Ryoma."

"En?" Ryoma turned his head sideways, and I turned my head beside me, and sure enough, I saw the boy with glasses in the original plot.

"Are you also participating in the table tennis competition?" said the boy with glasses.By the way, what is the name of this guy with glasses?

"Probably." Ryoma looked calm.

"Looks like I have some strength, and I'm looking forward to the next game. Hehehe~" The boy in glasses walked away with a racket bouncing the ping pong ball with a grin, and Ryoma looked at him.

"Well..." I rubbed my chin with a tangled face.

"What are you doing?" Ryoma turned his head, why did he have a troubled expression on his face?

"Well... I was thinking about the animation I watched before. What's the boy's name?" I was depressed, because I watched it a long time ago, so I can't remember it. (Baby: Hey, a certain author, go and read the original work! Author: Isn’t this just reading it!)

"Ah, I remembered, his name is Musashi Kuaixiang, a first-year student!" With such a complicated name, who remembers it?