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Chapter 145 Chapter 145 Sports Festival (End)

Chapter 145 145. Sports Festival (End)
Electric wires criss-crossed, Watanabe ran through the narrow alleys of residential areas, and in the distance was the blue sky that blended with Tokyo's tall buildings.

When he arrived at Suga Shrine, he bought a carton of milk from the red vending machine and sat on the top of the stairs to drink it.

At the bottom of the stairs, a cat squatted there, washing its face with its front feet.

October 23rd, Friday, the last day of the Sports Festival, two days before the National Orchestral Competition.

On the tram going to school, Watanabe leaned on the door and used his mobile phone to search for food and fun in the competition venue "Nagoya".

The Shenchuan private school is still immersed in the atmosphere of the sports festival. On the way to school, many people simply wear autumn sportswear.

The sports clubs are even more powerful, and they directly wear competitive sportswear-sleeveless and shorts, and they are not afraid of the chilly autumn wind.

"Watanabe!" Kuni Osamu came up from behind.

As long as this guy doesn't have morning practice in the baseball club, he will be at the tail end of the school immediately.

Osamu Kuni put his elbow on Che Watanabe's shoulder: "Remember to cheer me on today!"

"Come on, there are cheerleaders who wear short skirts." Watanabe Che shook his hand away.

Because it was the baseball club, he was naturally allowed to participate in the 3000-meter event—this was the consensus of everyone in the fourth class, including Koizumi Chennai.

"Does this 'special' describe wearing short skirts or cheerleading?"

"Short skirts, of course. Cheerleading is totally unimportant."

"Watanabe, you are too bad. The cheerleaders work very hard to cheer for us."

"Who was the one who wanted a small skirt last night when I charged money to buy a key in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds?"

"Hey, hey!" Guojing Xiushou put on an unbelievable posture, "I just smoked a small skirt, think about yourself, how much money did you spend for smoking Hanazawa Coriander voice pack? You have the nerve to call me!"

"Don't mention this! Why do you always get the voice pack of Kenzhang Ono? Can you complain to the official about this kind of thing? I seriously suspect that there is malice from Kenzhang Ono."

Watanabe Che has always been unlucky, this is a well-known fact.

"Of course I have to come out to get in the way of your wife's voice. But don't you have the voice pack of Ayana Taketatsu? You're also a wife, so you can do it at once." Osamu Kuni patted Che Watanabe on the shoulder reassuringly.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, I don't like married women." This is something that must be explained.

"Yeah, I see. You don't like wives, but the one you like happens to be someone else's wife."

"I" Watanabe Che resolutely refrained from swearing.

Originally, through sleeping and running in the morning, he had almost forgotten about last night's lottery draw, but when Osamu Kuni mentioned it, and he was also stigmatized as liking a wife, he became depressed again.

"Ah, I'm pissed off!"

At the shoe cabinet, Rin Kiyono, who was changing shoes, was taken aback by him.

"What's wrong with you so early in the morning?" She frowned.

"I spent a sum of money that shouldn't have been spent yesterday, and now I feel very regretful." Watanabe Che skillfully stuffed the love letters that appeared again in the cabinet into his schoolbag.

"What boring things did you buy again?"

Because there is a task that must spend 100 million yen every month, Kiyono Rin also knows about Watanabe Che's blind shopping.

"The thing itself is not boring, it's just that the result makes me unsatisfied."

"So, what did you do?"

"Game krypton gold."

Sensing Kiyono Rin's contemptuous eyes, Watanabe Che crackled and argued: "Don't underestimate the krypton gold in the game. Human instinct pursues differentiation, and krypton gold in the game is the easiest way to achieve differentiation. This is my conducting human observation."

"How much did it cost?" Kiyono Rin didn't bother to expose him.

If every sentence is true or false, the chat between her and Watanabe Che may be a 'lie' for the rest of her life. ' format.

"[-] yen." Watanabe closed the shoe cabinet and opened his hands towards her as a matter of course, "Minister, this is a club activity, please help me reimburse it."

Kiyono Rin glanced at him like a stranger, turned around and walked away.

Before eight o'clock, Watanabe Che stayed in the classroom, chatting with the boys in the class about which grip is better for M4, whether 98K is better or SKS is more practical.

At eight o'clock, everyone moved to the playground, and 15 minutes later, the last day of the sports festival began.

Today is full of life-threatening events like 3000 meters, and of course it is even more exciting. The cheers and cheers have never stopped.

"All the class competitions are over, and the committee has started counting points!"

"Everyone is doing great~"

"Yeah, this is the last club entertainment competition, and it's also the last competition of the sports festival—the borrowing object race."

"I'm really looking forward to it~"

"The rule of the competition is that the contestants of each club must first run to the box containing the note, then find the item or person written on the note, and take them through various obstacle areas to reach the finish line."

"Reminder, there are ten ropes in the rope skipping area. If you are not careful, you will hit or fall. Please be careful. Also, I am responsible for writing the note. It is very interesting. Please look forward to it with me~~"

"Written by the president himself?! Can you reveal one or two topics?"

"For example: President of the Student Association. Ah, by the way, I wrote this note to Mr. Watanabe. This is an obstacle to reach the end of love. If other students accidentally draw it, please put it back quietly, and I will pretend that I didn’t see it~~”

"Miyashita-san!"

"I'm just kidding~~" Afterwards, the president of the student council whispered again: "It seems that the broadcasting department is no longer necessary."

"Master President! I heard it!"

"Huh? Ah, sorry, the broadcasting department won't be abolished! They won't do that kind of thing~~"

"You swear in front of the school teachers and students!"

"It's really disgusting, Tanaka-san, no matter how I think about it, I have no right to do that kind of thing, at most it's just a seizure of department fees~~"

"Principal, please save the Broadcasting Department—oh! Woohoo! I'll return it"

"Uh huh, okay, the contestants are already in place, please give the news department a close-up of Watanabe-kun~~"

The photographer of the news department adjusted the lens at the fastest speed in his life, aiming at Che Watanabe.

"Please take a picture from top to bottom, yes, yes, slower, very good, umm, finally aim at the side face, yes, that's it, the news department has done a good job, the department has paid a lot~~~"

The photographer wiped his sweat.

Watanabe Che looked back at himself on the big screen, and the lens was zoomed in very large.

This made him very embarrassed, and pressed the corners of his mouth, wriggling his mouth as if he had a candy in his mouth.

"The contestants are already in place, and the competition will start immediately!" The person in the broadcasting department was unmuffled, "The wind section, continue to play music! Cheerleaders, continue to dance!"

The exciting music played, and the cheerleaders, who were wearing short skirts but regrettably had safety pants, shouted cheers with girly and cute voices.

On the big screen, the contestants from various associations had already taken their positions on the starting line, and the people from the sports committee covered their ears with one hand and held up the signal gun with the other.

"boom--"

As soon as the gunshot rang out, Che Watanabe jumped out first, and the speed of the others was not enough compared to him.

It has been five months since the Ochanomizu incident in May, and even in a typhoon, he will continue to exercise at home, not to mention that the bottle of [Qi and Blood Medicine] is almost finished now.

The distance of 200 meters was reached in the blink of an eye, and Watanabe reached into the box on the desk.

"So fast, so fast, others can't catch up at all!"

"Yeah, camera, let's see what Watanabe-kun drew! It must be me!" Hearing the voice, I always felt that the student president had stood up and was about to walk out of the broadcasting room and come to the playground.

The photographer of the news department focused instantly, but the angle was not good, and the content on the note could not be seen clearly.

The audience, as well as the people in the radio room, all sighed, blaming him for being useless.

But it doesn't matter, as long as Watanabe Che looks for objects or people, he can still guess what is written on the note - they are thinking this way, but other contestants are about to catch up, and Watanabe Che has not acted yet.

"What happened? Why didn't Watanabe-kun move?"

"Watanabe-kun, what's wrong?"

Amid everyone's curiosity, Watanabe Che turned around and aimed the note in his hand at the camera.

"Ju, actually is"

Everyone in the stands laughed, even the supervisors couldn't help laughing.

"Girlfriend? Ah, I remembered, I did write that."

"Yuki-san, where is Yuki-san?" Accompanied by the voice of the female member of the broadcasting department, the camera continued to show the audience in various areas, "Didn't you come today?!"

"Great~ My chance has come~ Watanabe-kun, as the president of the student council and the chairperson of this sports festival, I allow you to treat me as your girlfriend~"

"President!!!"

The president of the student union regretfully said "Hey——" and said, "Well, since Yuki-san didn't come, after everyone else has finished drawing lots and found the corresponding items and people, Watanabe-kun is specially allowed to draw again. Just once. What a pity! I'm so pissed off!"

The camera is divided into two halves, one half broadcasts the live broadcast of Watanabe Che who is standing there stupidly, while the other contestants are broadcast live.

"The people from the drama department are here, let's see what it is, "People you like"? ! "

"Okay, okay, you want to confess, drama department!"

The guys from the drama department froze in place, struggled for a while, and rushed to the crowd to hold a girl's hand.

"Oh——" the audience booed, causing the girl who was led away by the drama department to shyly cover her face with her arms.

"Hurry up, keep watching the lottery, there must be more fun!" The female member of the broadcasting department became excited!

As soon as the big screen turned, there was another Kendo contestant with the "New Kendo Club Recruitment" flagpole stuck behind his clothes.

"Eh? Am I reading it right?" The female member of the Broadcasting Department slowly read out the contents of the note, ""Broadcasting room microphone"?Chairman? ! ! "

"Hohohoho, did you actually get this? What a surprise~~"

After a while.

"Wow! Give it back to me, give it back to me, it was just bought by the broadcasting department! It's my clone! Please—" Indistinctly, through the microphone of the student council president, the fierce voice of the female members on the scene can be heard. Resistance sound.

"Hahaha!" Many people laughed so much that they wiped their tears with their sleeves.

After everyone left, it was finally Che Watanabe's turn, and everyone's eyes focused on him again.

The prayer of the student council president kept coming from the radio: "Get me, get me, get me"

The female member of the broadcasting department went to get the spare microphone just now, but she hasn't come back yet.

This time the photographer gained experience and found a very good angle. As soon as Che Watanabe opened it, the content on the note was immediately relayed to the big screen.

"Community Minister"

Watanabe Che stood there awkwardly.

"Oh--"

"Hurry up! Hurry up!"

"Hahaha!"

Others don't care what they think, as long as the age of the private school students is a boy and a girl, they will make a fuss.

"Watanabe-kun, if you don't have time~~" the student council president reminded.

"Ah, I'm back! Is it over?" There was a gasping voice from a female member of the broadcasting department.

Watanabe Che had no choice but to run towards Kiyono Rin. As he got closer, Kiyono Rin himself was fine, and the others were already boiling.

The girl covered her mouth and screamed, the boy clapped her hands and applauded, both of them dispersed in unison, forming a direct path for Watanabe Che to Rin Kiyono.

Watanabe Che looked at the contestant who was passing through the obstacle zone in the distance, and stretched out his hand towards her.

Kiyono Rin stroked his chin, watching his reaction with interest.

"Hurry up, it's too late!" Watanabe Che urged.

Kiyono Rin chuckled, "Okay."

Amidst the booing of the crowd, she handed over Che Watanabe's hand.

"Are you okay?" Watanabe Che asked on the way towards the obstacle zone.

"Crossing obstacles depends on agility and reaction, don't you think?"

"From your reaction just now, I thought you were already demented."

Kiyono Rin was not angry either, because there was something that made her feel good enough: "Watanabe-san, I have some unfortunate news for you."

"I got it?"

"." Kiyono Rin took a breath, "It's okay for you to come over generously to invite me just now, but you hesitated and didn't dare to look at me. Yuki-san will definitely clean up you."

"Are you lying to me?" Watanabe turned around blankly.

"Wait and see." Kiyono Rin smiled confidently.

When they got to the obstacle zone, they went through the fast and slow rope skipping zone, jumped goats, and walked on the horizontal bar together.
The two were well-trained in their movements, and quickly surpassed the person in front. The other two-the drama department-compared with them, was far behind in speed.

"come on! Come on!"

"No way! I'm the last one to set off, can I overtake? As expected of Watanabe-kun~~"

"Student Kiyono is also amazing!"

Watanabe Che was in a depressed mood, watching mountains and mountains, and water flowing over water; Kiyono Rin was in a good mood, and his body was more flexible than usual.

In the final awards ceremony, the Human Observation Department undoubtedly won No.1 in the club competition, and the strongest class was taken by the second class of the third year.

After the principal finished his speech, the hustle and bustle dispersed, and the three-day sports festival came to an end.

After school, Watanabe took his schoolbag and went to the performance department.

Rin Kiyono stood in the command position: "I know everyone is very tired at the sports festival, but there are only two days left before the official competition, and we have to go to Nagoya by car on Sunday, so the complete training time is only tomorrow. I hope everyone can work together and make the final sprint."

"Yes!" Despite being exhausted, the member of the flute section replied confidently.

"Go back today and take a good rest, start training early tomorrow morning, and disband."

"Today was tough."

Everyone packed up their things and prepared to go home. Watanabe Che stayed and practiced for a while, and did not pack his schoolbags and leave the school building until he regained the level before the sports festival.

On the platform of Yotsuya Station, I unexpectedly met Aina Koizumi, Akoko, and Miyuki Miyazaki.

"Supervisor?"

Koizumi Qingnai turned her head: "Watanabe? Why are you still here now?"

"The competition is about to start, so I practiced for a while longer." Che Watanabe gestured to the musical instrument case in his hand, and asked, "Where are you, supervisor?"

"The car is being repaired." Huang Zi said.

"You guys are taking it for repair at the same time?"

"Yeah." Akira nodded.

"It's the same car." Koizumi Qingnai patted Akiko with a smile, "The three of us grew up together, came to Tokyo from the same town, and now live together and share a car."

"House prices in Tokyo are too expensive." Akoko complained.

"No, it's because the teacher's salary is too low." Miyazaki Miyuki said, "But this time, Chennai won a lot of bonuses because of the youth's first place in the country."

"Do you want a treat?" Watanabe Che said.

"You little guy is too impolite!" Huang Zi poked Watanabe Che with his elbow, like the black boss teaching the new younger brother.

Aina Koizumi pushed Akoko away with a smile, and said to Watanabe Che: "Okay, we just happened to go to an izakaya, do you want to go together?"

"No, I'm just joking." Watanabe waved his hand and explained, "I have to get up early to practice tomorrow. When I come back with the national gold, let's have a celebration banquet."

"You little guy, you're too selfish." Before Akira could finish speaking, Koizumi Qingnai pushed him aside again.

When Aina Koizumi comforted Akoko, Watanabe looked at the electronic screen at the station, and it was 1 minute before the arrival of the tram.

He spoke to Miyazaki Miyuki who looked tired: "Director Miyazaki, are you okay?"

"Well, it's okay." Tired is indeed tired, but Miyazaki Miyuki has a sense of relief after work, so she is in good spirits.

"By the way, there is something I want to ask you."

"Tell me, boy, is it gender knowledge?"

"...No. What I want to ask is: the wound will suppurate if it is stained with water. Will there be any adverse reactions after repeated disinfection?"

"Usually three times a day is fine."

"If the interval between the three times is relatively short, will it affect it?"

"Did you go back and disinfect yourself?"

"No, just curious."

Miyazaki Miyuki nodded, but did not tell Watanabe Che whether it was affected or not.

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