Chapter 143 Sports Festival (8)
Toru Watanabe walked back to the stands amid cheers, and when he passed the "VIP seats", he blew a kiss in the direction of the two young ladies.
Miki Kujo, with her legs crossed and her arms folded, smiled and replied; Kiyono Rin gave him a rather cold look, very dissatisfied with his frivolous behavior.
Watanabe Toru didn't care about their reactions, as the students from Class 4 had already gathered around him.
Saito Keisuke and Kunii Osamu pushed his shoulders hard, and were so excited that they kept repeating words like "You guy!" and "You're so strong!"
The girls in his class and other classes nearby were so excited that they stood up and took pictures of him with their cell phones in their hands.
Toru Watanabe himself was also very happy. The Guinness World Record for a football shot is only 91.9 meters, of course that was on the field.
His goal from 110 meters was really all based on luck.
But no matter whether it was luck or not, for boys, throwing garbage into the trash can would make them give their deskmate a smug look, let alone kicking a football into the goal 110 meters away in front of the whole school!
After the boys in the class lifted him up, he raised his arms and shouted again:
"I'm the king of the world! Oh hoo——!!!"
"Watanabe! Watanabe! Watanabe!"
The camera on the big screen was always aimed at him. Without a microphone, many people couldn't hear what he said, nor did they know what the people around him were shouting, but they still followed along and shouted and whistled.
Miki Kujo noticed several female students in the audience in front of her. They were excitedly watching the video of Toru Watanabe scoring a goal and roaring on their mobile phones.
She took out her cell phone and entered the class group, and sure enough, someone had already forwarded the message.
Dialog boxes kept popping up in the group.
"So cool!"
"So cool! Watanabe!!"
“That’s right! How can someone stand on the other side of the goal and kick the ball into the goal! Aa ...
"I was shocked to see that a football could fly so far!"
"Yeah, and it's flying so high!"
Miki Kujo stretched out her slender white fingers, forwarded the video to her mother, and then posted it on her own Instagram with the caption: childish.
As soon as it was posted, some bored young ladies from other families liked it, probably without even watching the content of the video.
After a while, my mother finished watching the video and sent me a message.
"Watanabe doesn't kick the quilt at night, right?"
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"This kid's legs are really strong, Meiji, you have to be careful."
"Apart from being too energetic and weighing down my hair, I don't have any bad sleeping habits."
"Really? Don't tell mom about this. Does having good stamina mean it will last longer? How long exactly?"
Miki Kujo was too lazy to reply to her and closed the chat interface. At this time, there were already dozens of messages on Instagram, not to mention likes.
"Kujo hasn't posted on Instagram in a while! How rare!"
"This is so cool!"
"Ahh!!! I really want a boyfriend like this!!"
"Is this a football? It flew too far!"
"So passionate! Let him race with me!"
"As expected of Kujo's boyfriend, he seems very popular and has leadership qualities!"
Miki Kujo smiled, and after reading the comments, she looked up and met Kiyono Rin's gaze.
The two looked at each other in silence.
"Actually," Kujo Miki turned off the phone screen, "I don't really hate you. In fact, among all my peers, I think you are the only one who is qualified to be my friend."
"Really? I really hate you." Faced with Kujo Miki's rare good tone, Kiyono Rin responded ruthlessly as usual.
Kujo Miki smiled indifferently: "I was talking about what happened in the past. Now..."
Her expression suddenly turned cold, but she still smiled: "You'd better stay away from Watanabe."
"Don't you have any confidence anymore?" Qingye Rin sneered contemptuously.
"No confidence? That's because you don't understand men," Kujo Miki responded with the same contempt, "A bunch of low-level creatures who don't care about their lives when they get horny."
Qing Ye Lin thought of Watanabe Toru, sighed, and said helplessly: "I agree with this."
Kujo Miki narrowed her eyes slightly, paused, sneered and said: "Watanabe is mine, but you stay with him all day... I don't want anything to happen that makes me unhappy."
"Are you ordering me? Sorry, one of the most important topics of the Human Observation Department is 'How to make Watanabe Toru fall in love with me.'" Qingye Rin glanced at her indifferently and ignored the warning.
"You like him?"
"I can't say I like it, I just admire it."
"Don't you hate people who lie? Why have you changed your temper now? Don't tell me that Watanabe doesn't lie." When Kujo Mi said that Watanabe Toru doesn't lie, there was a look of disgust on her face.
She knew her own boyfriend very well. He was always smooth-talking and she had no idea which of his words were true.
Kiyono Rin did not answer Kujo Miki's question, she looked towards the playground.
The cheerleaders, dressed like puppet soldiers, were dancing.
The autumn wind lifted up their skirts and brought a maple leaf to her feet, even though there were no maple trees around.
Many competitions were held in the morning, including several entertainment competitions between clubs. All the competitions participated by the Human Observation Department won first place.
There are "Race with a Spoon" and "Let the Baseball Fly" by Toru Watanabe , and "Tennis Spot Hit" and "Badminton Hole-in" by Rin Kiyono, etc.
There was a short break at noon, and the two were invited by the broadcasting department to participate in an interview.
"Hello everyone, during this break, the Broadcasting Department invites the Human Observation Department, which was very active this morning. Hello, Kiyono-san, Watanabe-kun."
"Hello."
Female member of the Broadcasting Club: "Everyone is very curious about the mysterious Human Observation Club. What are the club activities?"
"Tea."
As soon as Watanabe Toru finished speaking, a piercing "ding" sound from the microphone seemed to pierce everyone's eardrums - it seemed that the broadcasting department really needed funds to replace the microphone.
If your ears recover quickly enough, you can hear a clear female voice saying something.
The blasting mic faded away, and Watanabe Toru's clear young voice sounded again: "It's mainly about studying human sociology, such as how people react in certain environments, what decisions they make, and what are the specific influencing factors."
"I don't quite understand what you said. Can you give some specific examples?" said the female member of the broadcasting department.
"How to make Toru Watanabe fall in love with me." The pleasant voice of Rin Kiyono came.
"Is there such a thing? I'm curious! What was the result?"
"Still working on it, but I've found his weakness."
"Weakness? But I heard that Watanabe-kun has a girlfriend. Is that okay?"
"I have already told his girlfriend about this. This is also a test for Watanabe-san."
"Is that so? Then, Watanabe-kun, as a test subject, do you have anything to say?"
"Gentlemen, I like Shura Field... Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells. Excuse me, I have to answer the phone. Hello, Meiji? Um, I didn't say anything. What? Repeat it? Gentlemen, I like Meiji the best."
…
After coming out of the broadcasting room, the two went back to the activity room to have lunch.
As soon as she entered the door and before she even walked to her seat, Miki Kujo grabbed Toru Watanabe's tie.
"Wait, Meiji, I have something else to say!"
"explain."
"I may be a scumbag, but I'm really not a masochist. Can you please not use corporal punishment and just scold me? Don't pull my ears! It hurts! I'm wrong, wrong, really wrong. I'm not a scumbag, I'm a masochist!"
"Then I am rewarding you now."
"Can I not?"
"No." Kujo Miki said with a smile, but still let go of her hand: "I will be back in the afternoon, you better behave yourself, do you hear me?"
"Why don't you finish reading it?" Toru Watanabe rubbed his ears.
"Do you think I'm as free as you?"
“That makes sense.”
…
After performing in the noon play titled "The Tragic Battle between My Girlfriend and the Club President", the sports festival continued in the afternoon.
In the morning, there was an individual competition, and in the afternoon, it was the class competition. In order to heat up the atmosphere as quickly as possible, the first game was a class tug-of-war competition.
Although it is called a class, in fact only twenty people are selected from each class.
The people in the Sports Committee took the idea of "men and women working together to make work less tiring" to the extreme, knowing that the strength of twenty boys could not match that of ten boys standing against ten girls, so the twenty people were allocated ten boys and ten girls.
"Is this true?" Kunii Osamu asked on the playground.
"It's fake. I'm not the sports committee member. Actually, I think it's for gender equality." Toru Watanabe, who was forced to play by Koizumi Aona because he was in the spotlight in the morning, answered.
"That's right. How could the strength of twenty boys be less than that of ten boys and ten girls?"
"Ikki Aoi was playing tug-of-war with you and was standing next to you. Before the game started, she said, 'It would be great if we could win the tug-of-war, Kunii-san.' Then, Kunii, you exploded with your inner strength and beat three of them alone."
Kunii Osamu pondered for a moment, imagining the scene described by Watanabe Toru.
Ten seconds later, he nodded seriously: "I am indeed going to fight three people alone. But, little universe? I didn't expect that there are still people who would talk about this joke now."
"What happened to the universe?"
"Too old."
"Old? I... I'm so sorry, I also like Matsuda Seiko. By the way, so does Kiyono-san who has the same birthday as me."
"I don't like it." Qingye Rin, who was sitting first in Class One, Grade One, opposite the two of them, corrected them.
"You don't like it?" Watanabe Toru was stunned, "Even though you were laughing for so long?"
"To be precise, I was laughing at you. I was laughing at your terrible singing. When did you ever say you liked Seiko Matsuda?"
"So what do you like?"
A beautiful and smug smile appeared on Qingye Rin's face: "Tagore."
“……” Toru Watanabe looked her up and down. Well, the sportswear is not bad either.
Qingye Rin glared at him unhappily, but didn't say anything.
Watanabe Toru acted as if nothing had happened: "Don't you say you don't lie?"
"I just fell in love with it a few days ago. I found Tagore very interesting."
"Interesting? Tagore has been dead for nearly 70 years. Let's not disturb him, right? By the way, Kiyono-san, why did you participate in the tug-of-war competition?"
Qingye Rin didn't say anything, her face was livid. It seemed that her reason for participating in the tug-of-war competition was quite bad.
Was it a lottery? Or a rock-paper-scissors game? Was he being excluded?
The referee from the Sports Committee blew the whistle and both sides grabbed the ropes.
Before starting, Kunii Osamu quietly asked one last question: "There is one thing I have been concerned about since a while ago. Why are your ears so red, Watanabe?"
"Start!" The referee waved his arm.
"This is the power of love!" Watanabe Toru exerted all his strength.
“Wow——” All the students in Class One, Year One fell down instantly.
Kiyono Rin, who was as light as snow, directly "surrendered to the enemy" and fell into Watanabe Toru's arms.
Toru Watanabe quickly caught her.
Her skin was crystal clear, and she looked both superior and very fragile, making people worry that she would shatter like a porcelain doll.
Looking at Kiyono Rin lying in his arms, clutching his chest in fear, and confirming that she was fine, the opportunity to avenge the "Tagore incident" has come.
Toru Watanabe started playing pranks.
He smiled like a ray of sunshine in winter, and said softly in a voice as clear as mountain spring water:
"Rin, I'm here. It's okay."
I originally thought that Qing Ye Lin would frown and tell him to go to the hospital more often to see if the frontal lobe that controls emotions is still there, but...
Qingye Rin's snow-white face, which still showed a hint of panic, gradually turned red.
There was something rippling in her beautiful dark eyes, and it was very moving when she blinked.
It is so touching that every time you blink, a naughty little deer jumps out from the dense grass, and then looks at you curiously with its round eyes.
Toru Watanabe felt her slender shoulders trembling slightly, and his long hair, which his fingertips accidentally touched, was soft and silky.
Their breathing suddenly became heavy and they could feel the hot breath from each other's lips.
Qingye Rin lowered her eyes quietly, her eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings.
Toru Watanabe quickly straightened her up, let go of her hand, and turned to help Kunii Osamu.
It was dangerous, too dangerous. In the short second just now, he almost couldn't control himself.
He used to joke about her beautiful legs and even put his arm around her waist on purpose on the night of the dance, but he was very calm and always believed that it was just a joke and that the two of them were no more than good friends.
But just now, he almost wavered when he saw Qingno Rin's expression.
"Is this the weakness she mentioned at noon? One of the ways she made me like her? Damn, this is too good!"
Qingye Rin hurriedly straightened her clothes, exhaled slowly, and looked in the direction where Watanabe Toru was not.
At this time, everyone came back to their senses from the sudden end of the game.
"It's over? Class one! So weak!" The female announcer from the broadcasting department came to her senses and shouted.
"Too fast, too fast," the student council president criticized in the gentle tone of an older sister, "It's not good to go too fast, but never mind, as long as Watanabe-kun is still strong~~"
"Miyashita-san!!! You are our student council president. If you act like this, we Kamikawa will be finished!"
"Eh? What's wrong with me?"
After helping Kunii Osamu up and making sure that all the classmates were fine, Watanabe Toru walked towards Kiyono Rin.
"Kiyono-san, are you okay?"
Qingye Rin looked at him and opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say the last word and turned her face away.
Her silent profile looks like an exquisite doll.
"What's wrong?" Watanabe Toru asked again.
Qingye Rin shook her head silently, and her long black hair swayed gently.
"That's great! I didn't expect our class to be so strong!" Kunii Osamu jumped over from behind and put his hands on Watanabe Toru's shoulders.
"This is the power of the Saint Seiya. You can't underestimate the microcosm."
"What does it have to do with you? It must be the power of our country's Uncle Jing!"
"The strength of your butt? Yes, it is very strong."
"That's because the grass under my feet was too slippery and I was too strong!"
Kunii Osamu raised his foot, insisting on proving that the shoes he wore today were not non-slip. Watanabe Toru noticed Kiyono Rin out of the corner of his eye, and she walked back to the stands alone.
