Uncle, take me home!

Sabo's ability to adapt is obviously not a little bit. In just one or two days, he got to know the classmates very well. He is not at all stiff and timid when he just transferred to another school. Tianbao Temple is very popular, and the pure English makes the class look impressive. It's nothing more than a good mind, but I didn't expect that the sports cells are also extremely developed. He was in the limelight in the physical education class and attracted everyone's attention.

Among them, of course, Osamu Watanabe was also included. Originally, Osamu Watanabe was only worried that Sabo would not get used to it, so he silently paid attention when he saw their class in physical education class, but Sabo's performance still surprised him secretly. He didn't understand, this kid Exactly how many talents he didn't know, when he thought of this god-favoured boy living with him in his own home, Watanabe couldn't hold back the smile at the corner of his mouth.

In fact, Watanabe Shushin guessed correctly, Sabo is really favored by the gods, and he is still a rotten god!

Sabo was really happy, he had never played with so many people before, and getting along with such an equal and unrestrained relationship made him very happy, so when the rotting god gave him a task, he also completed it with gratitude.

On this day, Sitianbao Temple held a sports meeting. Various sports clubs exchanged ideas with each other. In fact, besides tennis, Sitianbao Temple’s unique sports clubs include basketball, volleyball, baseball, football, etc. This time, the tennis club headed by Baishi It is to compete with the four clubs of basketball, volleyball, club and football.

Of course, before this, the four clubs mentioned above have already been compared with those in the tennis club, and the results are naturally disastrous, so Sifang is working hard to teach everyone in the tennis club in their field of expertise.

Before the game against the basketball team.

[Sabo, go ask for a lucky kiss with Osamu Watanabe, remember, you have to take the initiative. 】

[lucky kiss?what is that?Like a goodnight kiss? ]

【Ahem, why are you asking so many questions? Just do what my sister tells you to do. It will bring you good luck. 】

[Oh. ]

Sabo thought about it and felt that it was nothing. Anyway, in the aristocratic education he received, kissing was just polite.Although the object has always been a girl, the truth should be the same for the uncle.Sabo, who was thinking so, walked to the rest shed of the tennis club, and shouted to Osamu Watanabe who was writing and drawing on paper: "Uncle!"

"Huh? What's the matter? Sah,,," Watanabe Ou raised his head and before he finished speaking, he felt his face heat up, and another word he was about to utter was stuck in his chest, making him almost choke.

"Sabo, you..." Looking at the dumbfounded members, and then at the smiling Sabo, Ou Watanabe coughed uncomfortably and asked, "Ahem, what are you?"

"Lucky kiss." Sabo explained without any concealment: "My sister said it can bring good luck."

"Eh? Really? Then I want one too, Uncle Xiu!" Yuan Shan was the most active, and was about to throw himself on Watanabe, but was stopped by two people. Shiraishi grabbed his clothes from behind, and Watanabe in front Kintaro Toyama resisted his approach with a notebook, but was unwilling. He turned around and shouted at Shiraishi in dissatisfaction: "Shiraishi, why did you stop me?"

"Xiaojin, hurry up and change your clothes, the competition is about to start." Baishi tried to make his voice sound majestic, but Yuanshan was not affected at all, and protested loudly: "I haven't asked Uncle Xiu for luck yet. Kiss, don't change it."

"Go and change, Xiao Jin."

"do not want!"

"Little Jin!"

"Don't!" Yuan Shan simply acted shamelessly, waving his hands vigorously to show his dissatisfaction, and the others were speechless for a while, and they all looked at Ou Watanabe with accusing eyes, as if to say, coach, I really don't know It's shameful to teach bad children.

Osamu Watanabe is so helpless, looking at Sabo who doesn't care about me and smiling relaxedly, why does he feel that there are two little black wings flapping on the back of this child, and two little black horns are shaking on the head? What about shaking?

"Kintaro, I gave the uncle the lucky kiss. If you want, I can kiss you too, okay?" Sabo saw that Toyama was making a fuss all the time, Shiraishi frowned, and hurriedly pulled the other party's hand. Arm suggested.

"Eh? Is that so? Then I want Sabo to kiss me." Toyama was distracted all of a sudden, threw away the arm that was holding the coquettish Shiraishi, and leaned in front of Sabo and said.

The other seniors who had already learned about this aspect looked at these two live treasures helplessly, and shouted in their hearts, Damn, naturally I can't afford to be hurt!

"Cough, cough,..." Osamu Watanabe separated the two when Sabo was about to kiss without hesitation, coughed louder and said: "The competition is based on strength, lucky kisses or something, that's not allowed Relying on Ao, well, Xiaojin, change clothes quickly, Sabo, come here, and I will tell you the rules again."

"Uncle Xiu is so stingy, I obviously like to say it." Yuan Shan was reluctantly dragged away by Baishi, and still did not forget to protest.Then everyone in Sitianbao Temple heard their coach cough a few more times, and their faces turned red from the cough.

Xiaochun and others who stayed where they were, watched Ou Watanabe uncharacteristically throw away the toothpick in his mouth, pointing at the paper and talking to Sabo attentively. Thumbs up, good boy, speak with sincerity!

This little episode didn't attract much attention, but Sabo made the audience sigh when he arrived on the field. Such a small man turned out to be a starter and a jumper!

Just when everyone thought that Osamu Watanabe had broken the pot, a miracle happened. The ball that was thrown just now was hooked into the hands of the tennis players at some point, and then there was a quick attack, and he scored two points in an instant. , everyone screamed.

If they didn't look at the team uniforms in the next game, the audience would hardly be able to tell who is a regular basketball team and who is an amateur. The tennis club's strange moves made the relatively honest basketball team, which has been playing seriously, overwhelmed, especially Sabo and Toyama. It is obvious that two small people can jump to a height that no one can reach, so the two live treasures are passing the ball to each other without hindrance at a high place, and everyone is amazed. This is probably because they saw it A basketball game most like a drama.

The high-altitude pass, dexterity, and Shiraishi's perfect pitching, and the occasional magical dunk by Toyama and Sabo, made the game beautiful, and everyone shouted excitedly as if enjoying a performance.