The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

On Friday afternoon, Lao Liao reported to the school that he had applied for a bus and took a bus full of screaming students to the Jingzhou Gymnasium.

The auditorium in the venue was basically full and the scene was very lively.

Tang Jiao was infected by this atmosphere and became more and more nervous and excited.

"How long until it starts? Is there a bathroom here? I'm so nervous that I want to go to the bathroom."

"Are you going?"

When Tang Jiao and Zhang Ya came back from the bathroom, the seats where their class was sitting had changed drastically.

Everyone has a smiley face clapping device in their hand, and a few plastic palms make a snapping sound.

There are also some people who have a red salute gun with the word "囍" printed on it.

Zhang Ya's usually cold face couldn't help but crack. She glanced at Lin Haojie: "Why are you changing to a wedding style this year?"

Lin Haojie was very busy. He had just finished handing out the support items and said proudly: "That's for the celebration. How festive!"

Zhang Ya walked to the empty seat next to Fang Xiaomin and sat down, and continued her venomous remarks: "The cleaners at the venue will kill you."

"Don't worry, I've made an agreement with everyone. When it's over, we'll all go down to the field to fire. When it's over, Jiacheng, the squad leader, and I will take care of the cleaning!"

After Lin Haojie finished speaking, he waved to Tang Jiao mysteriously, "Tang Jiao, come here."

Tang Jiao finally understood why Liao Fan had to persuade Lin Haojie to stop supporting him and Xiao Jingchuan.

She shook her head funny and walked over: "What are you doing?"

Lin Haojie took out a blue and white loudspeaker from a large supply bag.

"Didn't you say you won't use loudspeakers?"

Tang Jiao quickly stretched out his hand to pull open the large supply bag and looked inside. Fortunately, he didn't see the big banner.

Lin Haojie handed the loudspeaker to Tang Jiao, "This is for you, take it."

Tang Jiao held the heavy loudspeaker with a face full of rejection, "Why should I hold it? Will I compete with the referee to see who is louder?"

"This is the secret weapon!"

Lin Haojie gave her an expression that said, "Listen to me, you're right."

"Anyway, if you hold it, it will be of great use at critical moments!"

Tang Jiao returned to his seat with the loudspeaker in a daze.

Chen Mili was disgusted when she saw the loudspeaker: "Is Lin Haojie holding a banner again?"

"I wonder what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd."

Tang Jiao shook his head and put the trumpet on his lap.

Her finger accidentally touched the switch, which made a loud tingling and friction sound. She was so frightened that she fiddled with it for a while before successfully closing it.

The spectators who were already seated nearby looked back several times.

Fang Xiaomin sighed: "This time, the volume feels louder."

Zhang Ya and Chen Mili nodded speechlessly.

Tang Jiao bent down and raised his hand to cover his forehead, looking at the hard-core loudspeaker with fear, and said angrily:

"This thing is really a dangerous item! It will go off if you touch it casually."

"It's so loud that if you shout it at the top of your lungs, even the security guards outside the venue can hear it."

Chen Mili suggested: "Remove the battery?"

Turns out this thing is still rechargeable.

Yes, no idea.

Tang Jiao finally carefully placed the loudspeaker that everyone disliked under the seat.

Invisible, untouchable, safe!

She exhaled, picked up the clapping device and waved it.

"This is okay. Save your effort. When will it officially start?"

Chen Mili said: "When you went to the bathroom just now, they came out. They must be here soon."

Tang Jiao rubbed his little hands nervously: "The opponent is from Yuying No. [-] Middle School, right?"

"Yes, we also played against them in last year's finals. It was very fierce and we narrowly lost by one point."

Zhang Ya likes watching football and talks more than usual now.

"The members of their school team are very strong. There was a 1.9-meter-tall guy who stood out at the time. After the game, he was recruited by the national team. Xiao Jingchuan should also have been offered an olive branch at that time."

"It's so powerful..."

Tang Jiao became even more nervous after hearing this, holding the clapping device and mobile phone tightly in his little hands.

She thought for a while, opened her phone and sent a message to Xiao Jingchuan.

"Brother Jingchuan, come on, come on!!! (Kitten rubs her hands in anticipation gif.)"

"Jingchuan, let's go, we're entering."

"Well, come."

Xiao Jingchuan smiled and put his phone into his bag, took out a black wristband and neatly put it on his slender and strong wrist, and followed.

The captain of the school team joked: "You can smile like this while looking at your mobile phone. Girlfriend?"

Xiao Jingchuan raised the corners of his lips and did not deny it.

He raised his hand to comb his hair back and put on a headband, completely revealing his handsome face that became more and more bold and sharp.

Another tall and strong boy caught up from behind, raised his hand and slapped Xiao Jingchuan: "You brat, you are so handsome, you are really embarrassing to us. The director will definitely keep cutting you again when the football game is broadcast live."

The school team manager has been waiting at the entrance for a long time. He is a senior in high school. Although the college entrance examination is approaching, he still found time to come.

He looked polite and polite, but when he spoke he sounded like brothers having a drink together.

"Hurry up, hurry up, Yuying's team has already entered the scene. They have a lot of people this time, and Chen Kai even came back specially. Thanks to Jingchuan and Liao Fan for coming, good brothers, so loyal!"

The tall boy put his arm on the captain's shoulder and waved his hand cheerfully.

"What are you afraid of! I can still defeat them like last year. Let's go! Win the championship!"

A group of tall and muscular teenagers, wearing uniform black uniforms with the golden Jingsheng logo printed on their chests, strode toward the entrance.

High-spirited, full of momentum, youthful hormones explode!

As soon as he entered the venue, he aroused fierce cheers from the audience.

The cheers and applause from Class 1 were even louder. As soon as they appeared on the stage, they created a momentum of winning the championship.

Tang Jiao was so excited that he grabbed Chen Mili's hand.

"Ah! Come out! Come out!"

Players from the two school teams are already doing their final warm-ups.

Xiao Jingchuan squatted on the ground, bending one leg to the side and straightening the other leg.

The long legs are slender and strong, the exposed calf muscles are smooth and perfect, and the Achilles tendon of the ankle is sharply bulged.

"Wow! Brother Chuan is wearing his favorite shoes to play today. He never wears them when playing."

"Love shoes? What love shoes?"

"These shoes are good-looking, but aren't there a lot of Sichuan sneakers?"

"What's the origin of these shoes..."

Lin Haojie shouted, causing those in the class who didn't know the truth to look at Xiao Jingchuan's feet.

Tang Jiao secretly pursed his lips and smiled sweetly.

The sneakers she gave to Xiao Jingchuan were ruined by a snowball fight on the first day he wore them to school, and he refused to wear them to school after that.

Tang Jiao was a little sad when he found out, and asked him why he didn't wear it, whether he didn't like it and it was hard to wear.

As a result, Xiao Jingchuan smiled and clicked a photo from the album.