Even the whole world is trying to match us up

Chapter 152 Entertainment Events
Wheelchair racing.

As the name suggests, the contestants sit in wheelchairs and perform a "Fast and Furious" show.

Earn corresponding points according to the order of crossing the line.

Although it is an entertainment project, it is relatively normal based on the rules.

Ikegami Sakura carefully read the project introduction at hand and evaluated it truthfully.

Until I saw the signature.

Project planning - Natsume Kiyoha.

I began to feel uneasy in my heart.

She tried to distract herself by looking into the distance.

It wasn't until she accidentally set her sights on the track where the competition was about to take place that her thoughts completely froze.

On the track, athletes in wheelchairs all wore fancy clothes.

They were most likely going to participate in the next cos football shooting. They were afraid that they would not have time to change clothes later, so they dressed directly and went on the field.

I thought it would be unremarkable, but the commentary at the beginning of the game was like this.

"Okay, the game begins."

"The one rushing in front is the swift swordsman from Ionia, Yasuo."

"He seemed to be saying some inspiring declaration. Let's contact the frontline reporters' microphones."

Soon the players' speeches were transferred to the campus radio.

"Ten years of life and death are blurred, and flash EQ hits the wall. Flash Steel steps forward to kill, and the warrior is gone forever. Two yellow willows chirp, and the mid laner Yasuo fights for a night. There is always love in thousands of rivers and mountains, I Is it okay to choose Yasuo? My talents are destined to be useful, and Yasuo has zero sticks and sixes on his head." The Ronin walking in the world quickly rolled his wheelchair forward, "Face the strong wind, King Hasa! Onisan~"

Classmate Yasuo, who was wearing a vicissitudes of makeup, looked aside with sparkling eyes.

A wink.

"The strong wind also has its way back, Ou Doudou." On the inner circle of the track, Yongen, who was running as a ninja with two swords, followed him in a deep voice.

"elder brother!"

"younger brother!"

Under the passionate bond between the two, in the blink of an eye, they were far away from the players behind them.

too strong.

Subjectively speaking, it loses its argumentative nature and is difficult to explain.

"Okay, very energetic!"

When Ikegami Sakura saw the two characters who had been talking to each other heart-to-heart, her expression almost became tense. She tried to smooth things over and shifted her gaze to the back.

"Following her is the heroine from the movie Josie's Tiger and Fish, and in a wheelchair is the proud Princess Josie."

"Wait a minute, Princess Qiaoxi? Why are there girls on the boys' track?" Ikegami Sakura sat up straight, her eyes as wide as bells.

The photographer from the News Department was also very knowledgeable and gave a close-up.

The big screen in the playground gradually enlarged the delicate figure.

Closer, closer again.

Suddenly, Josie's face turned to the camera.

Under the sweet makeup, there is a rough face.

"What are you looking at? I've never seen a beautiful girl before." A man yelled, veins popped out in his thick arms, and he violently banged the wheels.

He is a bold cross-dressing boss!

All the members on the playground were petrified for a second.

Because he didn't look at the road carefully, he seemed to have bumped into a pebble on the track.

The wheelchair jolted, and the strong man Qiao Xi flew out.

Under the close-up of the big screen, the original work began to be restored.

It's a pity that what greeted him was only a hard runway, not a gentle Tsuneo.

The wheelchair rolled sideways, blocking the latter's path.

The Kamen Rider behind him was so close that he couldn't stop him.

Kamen Rider activated [Knight Kick] and also rolled over on the runway.

Next up is.

A series of 'car accidents'.

A pile of 'bodies' lay on the track, wailing.

Health doctors, who are never in the health room, are making a quick entrance.

The physically disabled but strong athlete has his eyes set on climbing the mountain.

period.

One player, who had been moving slowly from the beginning, gently maneuvered his wheelchair around the scene of a horrific car accident like a child driving a toy car.

Leave a sentence lightly.

"Although I have no intention of chasing deer, I know the suffering of the people."

"It's Mr. Zhongli who is wandering around in the world! He is now! He is moving forward..." Facing the snail-like speed, Ikegami Sakura couldn't think of any positive adjectives for a while.

Everyone fell silent for a moment, their eyes following the slowly moving creature, gradually moving away.

You can even hear it vaguely.

Mr. Zhongli glanced back at the scene of the tragedy, muttering to himself.

"I want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and carry the wine with me, but it's a pity that I am an old friend. When will we see you again?"

Ikegami Sakura has already commented on the two sports festivals and can be called a professional commentator.

There are three key points for professional commentary: seize hot spots, ride on hot spots, and create hot spots.

In order not to let the fierce competition cool down, Ikegami Sakura decided to seek heat again on NO.1.

"Look! On the other side, the bond between the Gale Swordsman and the Demon-Sealed Sword Soul has reached its climax. Is this their passionate combination?" Sakura Ikegami didn't realize it at all, and her explanation style was subtly influenced by Natsume Kiyoha. .

"He is almost crossing the finish line. He has passed. Congratulations to the Swift Swordsman..."

"Wait a minute, the situation seems to be quite dramatic."

"It appears our executive member was checking Mr. Yasuo's driver's license."

"Is it speeding?"

"Let's contact the frontline reporters again and ask about the specific situation."

On the big screen, a close-up was given.

Ling Ran, an executive committee member with a face full of reliability, made a judgment.

"We suspect that Yasuo's wheelchair is electric, which violates the fairness of the competition." After speaking, he turned to ask the swordsman Gale on the side, "What do you want to say about this?"

"You're having a good time, but you're dead!?" The corners of the Gale Sword Master's mouth twitched slightly, as if spitting out grass roots, and he also held his toy sword in his hand to show his disdain.

Hearing this, the reliable executive member walked over to him and flicked a switch on the armrest of the wheelchair.

Gale Swordsman, who was sitting in a wheelchair, immediately rushed towards the soldiers uncontrollably. The speed was not fast, but very steady.

It's about first gear speed.

He went into the crowd.

"Yasuo, do you have anything else to argue with?" The professionally trained executive member almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

"This is the art of wind control." The wind swordsman drove an electric wheelchair and performed an EQ combo. He drifted close to the microphone and executed a powerful wind-killing blow.

"How about wind control? My grandma's electric wheelchair is of the same brand as yours. This one is in first gear, this one is in second gear...this one is a U-turn," the executive committee member unceremoniously exposed him.

"This is what I borrowed from grandma."

then.

On the big screen, two men looked at each other affectionately.

There was also an uproar on the playground.

Mr. Yasuo's results were canceled by his good friends.

Naturally, Mr. Zhongli, the only one to reach the finish line, became the champion.

"Mr. Zhongli, do you have anything to say about winning the wheelchair racing championship?" the Information Department asked.

Mr. Zhongli glanced left and right and said a simple word.

"Sturdy as a rock."

It's a posture of being in control.

…………

After some tossing.

Ikegami Sakura had some doubts about life, why strange events always happened in this sports festival.

"Senior, look, look, there seems to be a quarrel over there."

Everyone looked over.

It is the cos football shooting scene that is about to start.

I saw two people in strange clothes quarreling with the executive committee members.

Ikegami Sakura has been a pacifist lover since she was a child.

In her heart. Quarreling is not allowed.

"Everyone, please be quiet for a moment. I will act as the mediator." She trotted over and joined the crowd to separate the two sides.

"What's going on?" the girl asked the staff maintaining order first.

"They have to play together as two people, but they must understand that cos football shooting is an individual competitive event." the staff responded.

"Yes, classmate, this is an individual competitive event, how can two people take the field?" Ikegami Sakura repeated to the contestants in a cute tone.

"We are cosplaying Gojo Satoru. It requires two people. This should be reasonable. If two people cannot participate together, then it is not a complete Gojo Satoru." A boy pointed back and forth at himself and his companions.

Gojo Satoru's cosplay suit was divided into upper and lower halves in a reasonable manner, and each of them wore one half.

"..."

Ikegami Sakura had also watched "Spell Return", and for a moment she felt that the other party's words made sense and she was speechless.

"It's clearly written in the rules of the event. The activation is in line with the character's personality, and scoring a goal will count as a score. Otherwise, you really expect us to give you a [Spell Reversal·Cang—Spell Reversal·He" 】No?"

"..."

Ikegami Sakura was even more speechless.

"Let the two of them come up." Director Sakurai walked towards him with a devilish smile, "But Satoru 2.5, who only has his lower body, can play football, so it makes sense."

Master Miejie is still Master Miejue after all.

Strong suppressive power.

Just let the game start moving forward normally.

That being said, where will the interview be held later?
Crotch?
"For this competition, you... no, non-professionals, will you win against the football department generals?" Ikegami Sakura calmed down as much as possible and continued the interview.

"I will win." The two contestants came to the microphone and showed confident smiles.

A few minutes later, two figures were lying on the ground, their breathing was somewhat fragmented, and they were muttering.

"I'm sorry, Lord Keeper, I couldn't let you use your full strength."

The first player finished with zero points.

"Hello." Ikegami Sakura walked towards a boy with an abstract painting style.

He is the second contestant.

"Hello."

The boy standing on the starting line came back with just a side glance.

Under the dazzling sunshine, just looking at his standing posture is extremely strong.

But the clothes are very strange.

There are a few yellow bananas on the top of the head, and a few oranges are wrapped with transparent tape on the forehead.

Pink top front.

Chest muscles that follow the contours of a heart.

It's really abstract though.

But you can't go wrong.

He is Giorno Giovanna from the famous anime "JIOJIO's Bizarre Adventure: Golden Wind".

Ikegami Sakura resisted the danger of saying "It's really abstract." She put on a professional fake smile and continued the interview: "Excuse me, classmate, do you have any deep meaning in dressing up so carefully?"

"No, it's just a lack of funds."

Giorno Giovanna turned his head grandly, twisted his hips and approached her.

"It's really a simple and simple reason." Ikegami Sakura, who was afraid of being 'big, big, big', slowly backed away.

Same a few minutes later.

"Classmate, in the face of this failure, do you have anything to say to the audience?" The familiar interview began.

"Don't spend your time looking at the innovation of cos clothing, but you should allocate your time reasonably for corresponding football practice." Giorno Giovanna put on a classic jiojio pose and said thoughtfully.

"You're right." Chishang Sakura nodded happily.

Finally, there is a normal person.

Suddenly, Giorno Giovanna's painting style changed suddenly, and he shouted as if he was sick: "Next time, I will bring my own substitute, and you can't see him!"

Gojo Satoru can be divided into two 2.5 Gojo Satoru, so it makes sense for Giorno Giovanna to call his substitute [Golden Experience] next time.

Just let the substitute kick in without being seen by others.

"..."

Chishang Sakura was speechless.

As a result, the second player ended up with zero points.

"Classmate, won't you take off your blindfold?"

“But the one I cosplay is the blind monk from League of Legends.”

"But if you don't take it off, you won't be able to see the football."

"But if I took it off, then I shouldn't be considered a cosplayer blind monk."

At this wonderful sports festival, Ikegami Sakura's brain once again fell into an endless loop.

Next.

Although the blind monk's shout of "Yikku" was enough, the ball was never missed from beginning to end.

"Everyone says that failure is the mother of success. So in the face of this failure, do you have anything to say about it?" It's time to summarize the familiar failure.

"Next time, I will remember to take off the blindfold." The blind monk's loud voice was a little hoarse, but also a little unwilling and stubborn.

…………

Time flies, and soon the cos football shooting competition comes to an end.

"Hello." The last contestant greeted him proactively.

"Hello." Ikegami Sakura stared at him, feeling that the voice was a bit familiar.

"Why are you staring at me? Am I dressed strangely?" Spider-Man said in a weird tone.

"No, no, no, you are the most normal today."

Ikegami Sakura waved her hand and turned to professional mode, "As the last player, do you have anything to say?"

"The famous voice actor Suzumura Kenichi once mentioned that rushing all the way and being late is a shortcut to make your seniors remember you." Spider-Man glanced at the audience on the playground, "I was just late, so you should remember me next. "

"What an extremely arrogant declaration. It seems that the students are very confident, but until now, no one has scored a goal. Maybe the goalkeeper of the football department is too strong. Even so, do the students still have confidence?"

Spider-Man approached the microphone, and did not refute what Sakura Ikegami said, nor did he mock the goalkeeper, but said calmly.

"Don't underestimate it, Spider-Man."

Game start.

Spider-Man touched the football with his hand, then stopped at his feet, like a cannonball ready to go.

The goalkeeper, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, enters the state almost instantly.

There seems to be something wrong with this person.

His heartbeat quickened and sweat fell from his forehead.

The other party made a move.

The football sliced ​​through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.

Right side!
in time.

The senior lowered his body and threw himself to the right.

Spider-Man also lowered his body and raised his butt high.

Time seemed to slow down.

What is he going to do? thought the goalkeeper.

The sunlight blocked behind the football gradually entered my eyes.

The trajectory of football was so outrageous that it changed.

Back to Spider-Man.

A volley kick.

Burst.

The goalkeeper was still reeling from the missed goal and was unable to recover.

The outline of the goal becomes more and more clear under the rapid impact of the football.

Finally, the football hit the goal with lightning speed, making a deafening impact.

All the audience were stunned for a second.

Then, the entire stadium seemed to be shaken by it, cheers and screams came one after another, applauding this wonderful moment.

The ball went in.

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