You only care about the strategy

Chapter 210 A completely different sports festival in my impression

"boom."

The football flew towards the goal at a speed of 150 kilometers per hour. The moment the ball was kicked away, Maeda Keiji subconsciously jumped towards the left side.

Unfortunately, he was still a step too late. When he fell to the ground, he watched the football pass his sight...

It hit the goal with a loud "bang" sound, and the loose white net couldn't stop shaking.

This ball was actually defended quite well. After all, his body blocked most of the left goal. If the ball had not hit the goal, there was a high probability that it would have been blocked by him.

"Are you ok?"

Shiina Kiri trotted over and stretched out her hand towards Maeda Keiji.

"fine."

Maeda Keiji gasped four or five times, shook his head, stretched out his left hand with a white glove and put it on Shiina Kiri's hand, took his hand and stood up.

The gloves were black and slightly damp with sweat, but neither of them cared.

"Shiina, you have really good physical strength. You've shot dozens of times and you're just sweating like this."

At such a close distance, Maeda Keiji was a little surprised to see Shiina Kiri's ease, followed by a look of envy.

He held his knees with his hands, and the sweat on his face glistened in the sun.

"Didn't you guard me from so many balls? That's pretty good."

Shiina Kiri gently patted his shoulder, Maeda Keiji.

There is no need to compare whether shooting or goalkeeping is more tiring.

They all participated seriously just now, not just for fun.

Shiina Kiri naturally wanted to "activate" his "football" skill, but unfortunately it backfired. He just looked at the personal attribute panel, and "football" was not refreshed in the skill bar.

"I don't even have the strength to stand now."

Maeda Keiji smiled bitterly. He had forgotten how many times Shiina Kiri had shot. He only felt that the sun in the sky was really poisonous. He even felt like he was in a trance just now when he was lying on the ground.

"Well. Maeda, I have a question. How come you can guess the direction of my shot every time? Doesn't it mean that penalty kicks generally cannot be handled by reaction?"

In his previous life, the school conditions were limited. He occasionally played basketball, but he never touched football.

But even so, he also knows some common sense.

For example, during a penalty kick in a football match, sometimes the football flies to the left of the goal, but the goalkeeper pounces to the right of the goal.

At a distance of 11 meters, the goalkeeper mostly relies on mental games, or guessing.

"I have some football foundation." Keiji Maeda grinned after hearing this.

"Generally, people who are new to football are accustomed to shooting with their right foot, because the right foot is more powerful. And for newcomers, the right foot will kick towards the left front. Of course, left-handers are another matter."

"That's it." Shiina Kiri suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"I later tried to kick the ball with my left foot, and the direction of my right foot also changed."

"Yes, but it can also be judged by the shape of the supporting foot and the leg before touching the ball. However, this goalkeeping technique can only be used by beginners."

"Okay." Shiina Kiri nodded again.

Sure enough, sports skills also accounted for a large part.

Other than that, it’s all about talent and hard work.

It’s no wonder that when he came to school in the morning, the class monitor sneered at his words of “practice more when you’re good”.

"But Shiina's talent is really good. I just tried a few shots and I can control the power and accuracy of my left foot shot so well."

At first, Shiina Kiri's left-foot shot couldn't even touch the goal, and it flew to the girl's side several times.

That is to say, Hiroshi Fujita volunteered to pick up the ball, otherwise it would be troublesome to pick up the ball.

Maeda Keiji subconsciously looked in the direction where the football had bounced, and sure enough he saw the resentful Fujita Hiroshi.

I noticed the looks they were giving me.

Hiroshi Fujita. "Shiina~, Maeda~"

Shiina fog. "..."

Keiji Maeda. "..."

A few minutes later, the three of them bought water and sat under two camphor trees to block the scorching sunshine that was not yet noon.

In fact, it's just the first class, and the time is only nine forty, but I still can't stop sweating after standing in the sun after exercising.

"Is it fun to pick up a ball?"

Shiina Kiri looked towards the girl.

Every month, the content of their physical education classes will change according to the arrangements of the physical education teacher. Last month it was basketball, this month it was football, and next month it might be swimming.

However, girls’ physical education classes will be held separately from boys’. This month they seem to be taking badminton?
"What's more, Shiina, you have a great time kicking, and I'm almost exhausted."

Hiroshi Fujita took advantage and smiled obediently.

Picking up balls is indeed pretty good. Every time he goes to the badminton court, he can talk to the girls in other classes. He has passed the age of ignorance and is full of desire for the opposite sex.

Except for Miyoko Kawashima, he gets along with other girls very naturally.

When I went to the badminton court to pick up a ball for the second time, I chatted with a short-haired girl from Class A for a long time. If Shiina Kiri and the others hadn't been ignorant of emotions, they called him back...

I forgot to ask the name of the short-haired girl. I'll ask my friends in Class A after school.

And the most important thing is that when he left, he caught a glimpse of Miyoko Kawashima looking at him from the corner of his eye!
What a thrill!

"Drool is coming out."

Fujita Hiroshi suddenly heard Shiina Kiri's voice and subconsciously wiped his mouth.

"I don't see why you are tired, Fujita." Maeda Keiji smiled.

"Hey, you don't understand at all."

"Ah."

Shiina Kiri unscrewed the water bottle and took a sip.

"By the way, Shiina, did you finally catch Aozora-san on the day of the fireworks festival?"

Thanks to Shiina Kiri, they can drink ice water from the eldest lady after every gym class.

Unfortunately, it will never happen again.

"what happened?"

"You are really. Aozora-san is so kind. He even organized a fireworks display for you. It must have cost a lot of money. I don't know why you are so lucky to have such a rich and beautiful girlfriend."

"This kind of thing has nothing to do with luck, right?"

Maeda Keiji didn’t go to the last fireworks festival, but he also saw relevant news.

Although he was a little surprised by Hiroshi Fujita's words, he quickly believed it.

The news said that the reason why the fireworks festival was held in early June was because the organizer was a private party, and the Aozora family fully had the financial resources.

"But I'm also curious, what's going on with you and Aozora, Shiina? Why did she drop out of school?"

"She has to leave for a while because of something."

Shiina Kiri didn't expect that Aozora would bribe them all just by giving them water a few times.

"So Aozora-san will come back?"

"It depends on whether she wants to come back."

Shiina Kiri shrugged, not wanting to continue this topic.He suddenly saw a figure not far in front of him.

"Wherever you want to go, squad leader, just sit here and I'll move it for you."

The canopy of the camphor tree behind him is not large, but the shade is enough to shelter the two of them.

Kobayakawa Kazuki didn't speak and sat next to him naturally.

"Want to drink water?"

Shiina Kiri handed over the pure water bottle that was still half full, with an expression on her face that was half a smile.

"No, I have mysophobia, thank you."

Kobayakawa Kazuki naturally knew what he meant. If she refused directly, he might even call her pretentious.

Of course, just kidding.

"Okay." Shiina Kiri had no choice but to give up.

'Are you mysophobic? 'He somehow felt that this entry was familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"The sports festival will start in late June. If you want to participate, you can already sign up. Have you decided what events to sign up for?"

They had just had a brief chat on the bus before.

Since the gym class happens to take a break together, we can pick it up and continue chatting.

"Shiina, what event do you want to sign up for this year's sports festival?"

Hearing about the sports festival, Hiroshi Fujita also became interested.

"Well, shot put throwing, [-]-meter dash, long jump, etc. are all fine."

After he finished speaking, he found that Kobayakawa and Kazuki and the other three looked at him as if they were a fool.

"what happened?"

"There are none of the events you mentioned. The only possibility is relay running." Maeda Keiji explained.

"What do you mean? Only relay races? What about high jump and long-distance running..."

Shiina Kiri looked at the expressions of the three people in disbelief. "…nothing?"

"No." Kobayakawa Kazuki shook his head slightly.

"Shiina, didn't you participate in the sports festival last year?" Fujita Hiroshi looked at him doubtfully.

"I participated last year?"

Shiina was confused. Could it be that he had lost a memory?

"Last year you, I, and Qingshan participated in the obstacle course together, and you just forgot?"

"Wait, that's...the sports festival?"

Shiina Kiri suddenly reacted.

When he was a freshman in high school last year, in June, he participated in an activity in a daze.

He actually had some impressions. Now that he thought about it carefully, it seemed that it was indeed called a sports festival.

It's just that he didn't pay much attention to it, so he didn't have a deep impression.

So much so that when Kazuki Kobayakawa mentioned the sports festival before, he didn't think about it at all.

His common sense is still limited to the more serious sports games in his previous life - long jump, high jump, 400-meter run... and other formal events.

As for the obstacle course, he also remembered that he held a table tennis ball in a spoon, then hit the water polo with his head, and then...

"Monitor, did you ask me to participate in the sports festival?"

He felt a little ridiculous.

"Otherwise? Didn't you say you wanted to participate in more competitions and experience more?"

Shiina fog. "..."

Yes, that's what he said in the morning, but the gap between this sports festival and the sports meeting he imagined is probably too big.

"OK then."

"You seem a little disappointed?"

Kobayakawa Kazuki changed his sitting position, spread his legs, and put his hands on both knees.

Same as boys.

'No wonder, why do I always think that the monitor is a man? Even Fujita and the others think so. '

"I thought it was a relatively formal game."

"Yeah. Sports festivals usually have a team format. There are actually a few single-player competitions like you want."

She asked him on the bus if he wanted to be famous, but he coyly said he wanted more experience.

Now it seems that he probably wants to take first place among the singles.

"Which projects?"

Shiina Kiri's dead interest was revived.

"Shoots and shots, but they're not regular shots and shots."

"Monitor, it's really not good to speak in half a sentence. Please finish it in one breath."

Shiina Kiri waited for her to finish, but found that she stopped mid-sentence.

"I've never participated in that kind of solo event, how can I remember the specific situation." Kobayakawa Kazuki glared at him.

"Haha." Hiroshi Fujita laughed inexplicably.

"Let me tell you, I participated in the football project at the Sports Festival last year."

Maeda Keiji raised his hand, and after noticing that the other three people were looking at him, he cleared his throat.

"Shooting seems to be a unique sport in our high school. In fact, it is a nine-square grid with nine numbers marking different grids."

"Can it only be kicked once, like a bowling ball?" Shiina Kiri asked.

"No, there are five opportunities. Generally speaking, the lower the square is, the more difficult it is to kick. It is not that easy.

Two of the three grids on the bottom floor are even filled with wet sand and gravel, which is theoretically impossible to kick over. "

Maeda Keiji spread his palms.

“There are actually Easter eggs in the cubes, but they are closely related to luck. Generally speaking, if you can knock over four cubes in five opportunities, you can basically win the first place.

Well, last year it seemed that a classmate from Class B kicked over four squares. "

"I see, I understand."

I just don’t know if this kind of alternative competition will be counted as football. After all, the flavor of innovation is too strong.

"Ah."

Then Keiji Maeda introduced him to the rules of shooting, which were completely different from the fixed-point shooting he imagined.

If in the morning, he was so high-spirited that he was just getting experience points for free, now he felt like someone had poured cold water on him.

"Are you still planning to sign up? Shiina-kun." Kobayakawa Kazuki suppressed a smile.

"Of course I will."

He now has some confidence in the accuracy of his shooting.As for football, it needs more practice.

(End of this chapter)