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Chapter 148 Is Aoba Asama Here?

"Hey! It's really enviable!" Kono Yusuke looked enviously at the Morikawa Journey that had been tested before.

"What? Kono-kun's grades are not good?" Aoba looked at Kono Yusuke in confusion.

"Uh-huh, that's okay!" Kono Yusuke looked embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

"careful!"

Suddenly a voice caught the attention of Aoba and Kono Yusuke, they looked up and saw the test basketball flying towards them, to be precise, towards Kono Yusuke's face.

"Snapped!"

One hand blocked Yusuke Kono's face and caught the basketball. He looked at the scene in front of him with a horrified expression. If Asama hadn't taken action, maybe he would have been on his way to the infirmary now.

"Thank you, Asama-kun!" Kono Yusuke looked at Asama Aoba next to him with a grateful expression.

"Hey, Tian Qi, what the hell are you doing, where are you throwing it?" The physical education teacher who saw this scene shouted angrily at the person who just threw the basketball.

"Sorry! I accidentally slipped my hand!" Tian Qi spread his hands indifferently, indicating that he did not mean it.

"Asshole, you bastard, Tasaki, how could you be so accurate if you slipped your hand!" Kono Yusuke shouted angrily.

"Ha! Who knows." Tian Qi pouted, not caring.

"Kono-kun, is there any enmity between you?" Aoba asked with some doubts, and just noticed that the ball was definitely thrown at Kono, and it wasn't a slippery hand.

"Uh huh, that's right!" Yusuke Kono said with a complicated expression.

"Next, Yusuke Kono!" The physical education teacher shouted holding the list in his hand.

"Okay, it's my turn." Kono Yusuke stood up and patted the dust off his buttocks.

Aoba looked at Kono Yusuke's back, wondering how far he could shoot, and now everyone basically fluctuated around the average score.

"12 meters!"

"." Aoye was suddenly stunned. He looked at the basketball thrown by Kono Yusuke in confusion. Wasn't it hollow?

"Hey~ Kono-kun, you are still like this, don't just play football, and do more upper body training." The physical education teacher was a little speechless, even if a girl was asked to test, she might not be much worse than him .

"I can't help it. It's been like this since I was a child." Kono Yusuke rubbed his sore arm from too much force. In fact, he is more confident in running and the like, but the strength of his arm
"Next one, Aoba Asama!" The physical education teacher who didn't know what to say ignored him and called out the next one on the list.

"Asama-kun, come on!" Kono Yusuke said to Asama Aoba.

"Yeah, okay!" You still want me to work hard. Are you planning on letting me hit the apartment building opposite?

Aoba walked directly to his position, took the basketball from the teacher's hand and shook it, feeling like there was nothing in his hand, it was so light.

Looking at the basketball in his hand, with Aoba's current attributes, if he wants to control his score within the average range, then using 25% of his strength should be enough. In this case, Aoba puts his posture and aims at the sight In the open space, he gently threw the basketball in his hand out.

"Whoosh!"

A sound of piercing through the air rang in Aoba's ears, and the fast basketball disappeared in front of everyone's eyes in a nearly straight line, and hit the open space in the distance a few seconds later.

"." Everyone was stunned, staring blankly at the basketball rolling in the distance.

"Quickly go to the profile and test the distance!" The physical education teacher accidentally bit his own tongue.

"Yes!" The student in charge of the measurement task took the tape measure box in his hand and quickly ran to the place where the basketball fell, and began to measure carefully.

"56.67 meters!"

"." Everyone was speechless. They were so much higher than Morikawa Jixing's grades. Looking at Aoba Asama who was still standing there, are you really human?

In other words, this has surpassed the record of Japanese high school students!

"Asama-kun?" Kanda Sorata was also shocked by Asama Aoba's performance, although after spending so many days together, he knew that he had great strength, but he didn't expect it to be so exaggerated.

The girls obviously also noticed the commotion on the boys side.

"Hey! What's going on with the boy, why is it so noisy?" A girl who was warming up looked in the boy's direction suspiciously.

"It sounds like someone broke the school's record." A girl was also watching curiously.

"Hey? Is it Morikawa Jixing? He broke the record again this time?" A girl with short hair thought of the record holder in her class.

"No, it's Asama-kun standing there!" A girl with long hair shook her head.

"Hey? Mr. Asama, he is not only good at studying, but also at sports." The girl with short hair just looked over in amazement.

"Asama-kun threw 56 meters!" A girl ran back from the boy and said.

"56 meters? I remember that the average score of boys seems to be 25 meters!" A girl looked blankly at her friend.

Bah bah bah bah~chirp~ the girls group became excited.

"56 meters? Asama-kun?" Aoyama Nanami wiped the sweat from her forehead and slowly walked down the track. She just finished the girls' [-]-meter test.

"Student Aoyama, do you know that just now, Asama-san threw 56 meters, which is amazing!" Seeing Qingshan Nanami walking back, a girl leaned over and said.

"Well, I just heard that Asama-san is really good!" Aoyama Nanami nodded.

"Yeah, I really didn't expect it. Even though my grades are so good, I didn't expect it to be the same in sports!" The girl looked at the boy in surprise.

Aoyama Nanami nodded, looking in the direction of the boy with complicated eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

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"Huh~ The morning is finally over, Asama-kun, did you bring your lunch? Or are you going to the cafeteria for lunch?" Kono Yusuke stood up from his seat, rubbed his twisted arm during the test, and The class time has passed, why is it still so sore.

"I didn't bring a lunch box, let's go to the cafeteria. The fried noodles and bread from the fast food truck have already given up on me!" Aoba recalled his previous experience, and the taste of the fried noodles and bread made him unbelievable.

"Oh! That, you are really a brave man. In fact, apart from fried noodles and bread, other tastes are very good, and it is the only one. It has always tasted that way. Everyone doesn't know why!" Kono Yusuke thought of selling on the fast food truck. The chow mein bread was also pale and shivered.

"Ah? Is that the only difference?" Qingye was stunned for a moment.

"Yeah, you also think it's very strange. I don't know where the school buys it. It has been rated as the top of the dark cooking list for several consecutive times!" Kono Yusuke spread his hands speechlessly.

"." Qingye was also speechless, you guys are so boring, you actually made a list of dark cooking, should we form another dark cooking world, it just so happens that he still has the Eternal Soul Knife in his hand.

"Wow! No way, how could they appear here together?" The commotion coming from the back door of the classroom caught the attention of Aoba and Kono Yusuke.

"How is this possible, why are they here?" A boy looked out of the classroom in surprise.

"Are you here to find someone?" a boy asked doubtfully.

"Looking for someone? How is that possible? It must be a coincidence!" Another boy said.

"That's right, after all, this is a lower grade!" One of the boys nodded in agreement.

"They? Who?" Aoba and Kono Yusuke looked at each other.

"I'll go and have a look." Kono Yusuke couldn't hold back his inner curiosity, stood up directly, and got in towards the crowded back door.

Qingye didn't pay much attention and continued to pack his things.

"Hello, is Aoba Asama here?" A pleasant voice sounded among the crowd.

"." Everyone was stunned for a moment, but did not react.

"Huh?" Qing Ye who had just packed her things was stunned, her voice sounded a little familiar, did she look for me?
"You guys, what are you doing here!" Another female voice sounded from the crowd, with a very strong tone.

"." Everyone subconsciously took half a step back.

"Huh?" Qingye felt that this voice was more familiar, as if he had just heard it not long ago.

"Asama-kun, I'm looking for you!" Kono Yusuke walked straight back, slapped Asama Aoba on the shoulder, and looked at him with a ferocious face.

"Huh?" Qingye looked at the claws on his shoulders that were gradually getting stronger, feeling a little confused.

(End of this chapter)