I uninstalled Huangmao System

Chapter 80 79 The sports festival that changed their status quo. (3)

ten o'clock in the morning.

The second-grade throwball meeting officially starts in 5 minutes. The competition is divided into men and women, and the competition is conducted in class units.

Eight classes compete at the same time, Class A versus Class B, Class C versus Class D, and so on. The two winning classes will compete in the finals.

The rules are very simple. Just pick up the color balls corresponding to the respective classes on the ground and throw them into the box. Finally, based on the number of white balls and red balls, the side with more wins, simple and clear.

Standing in the center of the field, the young man felt the cheers of support coming from all directions. These voices seemed to turn into solid steel characters, coming towards him like a rain of flowers from the sky.

Jingujizuki discovered that he seemed to be allergic to the word "youth".

Looking back, the boys in the class were imitating passionate scenes in sports comics, forming a circle with their arms around each other.

Looking at the girls, they are much more elegant. They hold out their palms and gather them together, like unknown underground idols who are posing for photos in the background to trick Ah Zhai into exchanging gold coins.

"Hey! Hey! Oh~~"

He was the only one standing alone like a spectator stripped of the world.

But to be honest, I always feel a little ashamed.

Well, Tsuki Jinguji admitted that this was his bias.

Whether they are hot-blooded comics or underground idols, compared to a dark guy like me who likes to criticize others internally, those people look like real high school students.

"Hey, Jinguji, what are you doing standing there?"

Jingujizuki tilted his head and showed an expression of "Are you talking about me?", but there should be no other person named Jinguji in this class.

"Come here quickly, Jinguji, everyone is waiting for you."

Looking around from the corner of his eyes, all classes were united in shouting victory declarations. Jinguji Yue immediately understood their intentions.

So that’s it, is there a big battle for “Friendly Classes in the Eyes of Others”?

Probably, if you stand unsocially here, you might be considered arrogant in the next second.

Then the next day it would be reported that Tsuki Jinguji, who ranked first in the overall score of the second grade and served as the vice president of the student council, was an arrogant guy who looked down on those who were ranked lower than him, and made him offend all the students in the second grade in one go.

The atmosphere was really scary, almost engulfing me.

The boy thought.

Silently walking towards the boys' group, Jinguji Yue looked at the circle surrounding the adult formation, which really made it impossible for him to enter.

If he didn't pretend to be sick...well, he would definitely be scolded by Hoshino Mori Hoshino.

"Come here."

The one who spoke was Yamashita, Jingujizuki nodded to him and said thank you.

Tsuki Jinguji, who barely squeezed into the boys camp, felt that he looked like a mealworm mixed in spaghetti, which really made it difficult for him to calm down.

"Two-year Class A! Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The slogan sounded very passionate and touching, but in the young man's heart, instead of being moved, his sense of shame doubled.

Well... let others see it, there is no exclusion in Class 2A at all. As you can see, it is a big family that loves each other.

After they dispersed, the teacher who was the referee blew the whistle, and everyone rushed forward at the same time, picked up the soft balls scattered on the ground, and threw them into the ball frame in the air with all their strength.

Tsukiya Jinguji looked like the people around him, and in the chaos, he picked up the red ball on the ground and threw it towards the high-altitude ball frame.

I threw it five times and got all the hits.

What, I can throw it quite accurately.

It was obviously a sports festival for high school students, but Tsuki Jinguji couldn't help but think of the sports meeting in elementary school.

At that time, Tsuki Jinguji was still a sports boy who was loved by everyone. He was sunny and cheerful, just like the protagonist in sports comics.

Be trusted by those around you and be relied upon by them.

For Jinguji Tsuki at that time, this was a matter of course, and helping others was also a matter of course.

As for now...

"Oh! Jinguji, this guy is quite capable!"

A boy next to him came over and talked to him. He didn't stop and kept throwing the ball, but his hit rate was a bit terrible.

"Well……"

Tsuki Jinguji responded and threw the ball into the frame again.

To be honest, this kind of competition is too childish. Jinguji Yue is completely unmotivated, but there seems to be no one who has the same idea as him.

Even over there, Tsuchiya-san, who usually only knows how to dress fashionably, looked desperately cheerful.

The boy next to me came forward at some point, crowded in the crowd and kept throwing the ball. Even if he missed the throw, he was very happy and satisfied.

Is the sports festival really that happy?

Why can't I feel it at all?

The smiles on their faces and the throbbing in their chests were clearly so close to him, but Jinguji Yue couldn't relate to them at all.

"Moon! Danger!"

A girl's exclamation came from behind her. She accidentally stepped on a soft ball, and she staggered and fell in the direction of Jinguji Yue.

With quick eyes and hands, he caught her body as it was almost touching the ground. The girl in front of him breathed a sigh of relief and stuck out her tongue at him.

"Sorry, thank you."

this fool.

Dozens of students from the two classes were mixed together, and the surroundings were chaotic. No one seemed to pay attention to them. Jinguji Yue helped Sakurakoji Sasakura up.

"You should be careful."

"Hehe~ Mistake, mistake."

"Also, you just called my name." Jingujiji lowered his voice, obviously showing dissatisfaction.

"What does it matter? No one paid attention to us."

Jingujizuki glanced around, and it was quite right.

"Besides, haven't you stopped being a scumbag? Gradually, everyone no longer cares about Teacher Qingshan. Even if it is known that we are childhood sweethearts, it won't matter."

Jingujizuki ignored her and ran to other positions. The balls in his hands flew into the frame one after another.

After the game was announced, Class A had twice as many goals as Class B, and most of them were attributed to Tsuki Jinguji.

He has a photographic memory and a strong and agile body. These are the things the system gave him in exchange for deceiving girls' feelings.

At first he resisted this, but as time went by, he took these things as a matter of course and regarded them as part of his body.

If I use these abilities to help the class win, can I also experience the same happiness as them?

During the halftime break, the boy who had spoken to Tsuki Jinguji during the game seemed to be saying something to other boys, so that the boys looked at him from time to time.

"Jinguji-san, this is for you."

Suddenly, Sasami from the girls camp walked towards him and handed him the mineral water in her hand.

This made Jingujizuki stunned, and subconsciously glanced at Sakurakoji Sasakura over there, hesitating whether he should take it.

"This is handed out by the school, and everyone has a share."

Jingujizuki thought for a while, raised his hand and accepted: "Thank you."

"Let's come together and throw the ball."

"Ah."

"Then... I'll go first."

The girl's face turned slightly red, and she couldn't wait to turn around and run away. After returning to the place where the girls gathered, the girls' cheerful laughter came from there, including Sakurakoji Sakura.

The young man glanced at the mineral water in his hand, unscrewed it and took a sip.

Jinguji Tsuki thought that no one would be willing to come and talk to him. Even at the sports festival, it was just to give a false appearance of harmony.

Once you return to daily life, this illusion will be covered by habits and atmosphere.

After all, high school students are such a naive and capricious age.

No matter what you say or do, it will be justified in the name of "youth".

Well, he has been chatting up girls.Can he also use "youth" to justify his name?

Most likely not.

There is an essential difference between the two.

Just when Jingujizuki was thinking wildly, Sakurakoji Sasakura suddenly came over from a distance, this sudden move.The young man's heart tightened.

Jingujizuki looked at her silently, feeling that this childhood sweetheart was really annoying. He had told her so many times not to talk to him in school.

He used to be quite obedient, but recently he has become more and more unscrupulous.

"Jinguji-san, you seem to be very good at throwing balls! Don't stand so far back later, go to the front and do more!"

It turned out that this was what I was talking about.

Jingujizuki breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'll try my best," he replied.

However, Sakurakoji Sasakura seemed not satisfied with this answer and spoke to him in a slightly lowered voice.

"Hey, this is a good opportunity for you to show off. Maybe you can take this opportunity to become a famous person in the class."

"Is it because I didn't wake up or you were daydreaming? How could something like that happen?"

"At least among the girls, there are still many people who are willing to support Yue."

"A lot?"

"Me, and Sayaka." The girl crossed her fingers.