My Girlfriend is a Wicked Girl

"You two sit in the middle!" Dongmei reached out and ordered Xia Zhi Xia Sha to sit down first, and then and Haruna sandwiched the two lively little **** in between, and this put Akitaro in the seat next to her. On the other side, Yoko also sat down and helped her look at Akitaro together.

After they were seated, Dongmei looked at the court. The two teams are currently playing tepidly. They looked at the watch again and asked Chunca, "When does their game start?"

"It depends on the sort order, eldest sister." Haruna replied quietly, but the time of baseball games is not accurate, and the regional games are not broadcast. It is normal for them to be early or late.

"Then wait a minute." Dongmei fanned her small hand to cool herself down.

The weather in late May is actually okay, even if it’s not too hot at noon, the main reason is that she is upset-she wants to play baseball in the snow. She compromised, but she still doesn’t think it’s a good thing in her heart. Rushing on the cusp of the storm, too stupid!

She likes the whole family to be peaceful and stable, but all of them are uneasy. She jumps today and tomorrow. Sometimes she is really powerless and can only endure herself with a sullen face. If she can't hold it back, she will get angry. ——Fortunately, there is still a hapless person who is willing to marry Xueli, otherwise Xueli will grow bigger and bigger, and it will become more and more difficult to control. She really doesn't know what to do.

Haruna noticed her movements, looked around, and asked: "Sister, should we go to other places first, it's more sunny here."

Okazaki Civic Stadium is a free-seat system, that is, you come in and sit as you please, first come first served, and the regional competitions are semi-public welfare in nature, they do not spend money for students like them-they only start to sell tickets until the quarterfinals. Very cheap, there were not many spectators in the Second World War, and it was directly free. Now the seats are all relatives of the team, sparsely at most one or two thousand spectators.

The place where they sit now is the first base free seat, which is above the bullpen during the private Daifuku Academy competition. Next to it is the first base support seat, which is reserved for the team support personnel of the competition. The opposite is the third base free seat. Seats and third base support benches and the bullpen of the opposing team-Anyway, which team you support, and want to be closer to your own players, just buy which side of the ticket to sit on. It is inconvenient to sit on the wrong side and want to refuel. .

Those who really like baseball usually sit in the central free seat, where they are the most expensive if they sell tickets. They are located behind the home plate, facing the pitcher's pitch, and they have the strongest sense of substitution throughout the stadium.

In addition, there are the left and right field seats on both sides of the outfield. Baseballs who want to pick up a home run can go there and wait, but it is not particularly comfortable to watch the game, and the fare is the cheapest.

Dongmei did not plan to change places, shook her head and said: "No need to change, anyway, it's almost their turn." The current game was in the second half of the seventh round, with a score of 3:1. It should be almost over, and she noticed Yang while she was speaking. Zi was holding her small fists and praying, and the noon sun shines through Yoko's straw hat, giving her a dazzling shadow on her small face. Her focused expression seemed to have a trace of worry, and she looked like a person in an oil painting.

Dongmi didn't look away for a moment. Yoko is about to grow up too, a little girlish, cute and beautiful...How old is this year? Is it twelve years old?

Yoko opened his eyes, noticed Dongmei's gaze, panicked for a moment, and quickly asked sweetly: "What's the matter, Dongmei sister?"

"Nothing!" Dongmei touched her little straw hat, "I just think you are so good."

Yoko reluctantly gave a smile, feeling very sad-she was not praying for Hideji Kitahara to win, but remembered the past.

This is the second time she has come to Okazaki Stadium. Last time, she watched the game with Kitahara Shuji. When she returned home, she found that her mother had eloped with someone again. Then she lived with Hideji Kitahara and spent time. The happiest period in life.

At that time, she was so happy that she couldn't sleep at night...

Now, she regretted that she couldn't sleep at night...

She wanted to go back to the past and prayed for a while, hoping to open her eyes to see the gentle smiling face of Kitahara Hideji, just like the last time she was on the stadium, but she saw Dongmei.

She was secretly hurt for a while, and Dongmei only felt that she was worried about winning or losing the game and couldn't help touching her straw hat again. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart-all younger sisters are all the same size, why are her own assholes?

She turned her head to look at the **** sister, and was slightly surprised to find that they were also holding their **** in their small hands, closing their eyes and praying, and murmured in their mouths: "Eunichan, you must win!"

Is this better? Sensible? Dongmei couldn't help being surprised and happy, but Xia Zhixiasha felt nothing, and made a dedicated wish, very pious.

They printed 5,000 close-up photos of Hideji Kitahara's life, forged his autograph, and waited for him to enter the Jiaziyuan and become famous and sell it-we have lost the money, O'Neill, you can Be sure to win!

...

They were talking here to kill time, and the game on the field soon ended, the air defense alarm was sounded, and the stadium staff began to tidy up the field, and then a large number of boys began to file out from the entrance and exit of the third base on the opposite side, all the same. In the dark blue uniforms, the collectives are all stubborn, there must be more than 300 people, the movements are neat and orderly, and the cheering seats are filled in an instant.

Three boys with white belts on their heads and uniforms stood in front of the court with their backs to the court. They raised their hands neatly, their long sleeves rippling, and shouted in unison: "Who is the overlord of the Jiaziyuan Pass?"

Three hundred boys on the cheering table held plastic bottles with a small amount of soy beans, and screamed in unison: "Holy light! Holy light!"

"Who can win the second round!?"

"Holy light! Holy light!"

The roar of more than three hundred male ducks really suppressed the audience in an instant, and Dongmei and the others immediately watched—this is only the second battle, do you need such an exaggeration? However, the opponent was overwhelming before the start of the game, and it obviously didn't feel good.

Xia Zhi Xia Sha hurriedly took out her mobile phone to check it, and immediately took a breath—Is the opponent so strong? Holder of the Aichi Prefectural Spring/Summer Accounting Record? No one told us! I knew I didn't print so many photos, even if I printed it, I shouldn't use coated paper... Last month I didn't work in vain, right? This is a sign of bankruptcy!

Their faces were ashamed for a while, and Dongmei woke up, and hurriedly looked around-where is our school's support team? Why is there no movement? You can't lose if you lose!

Yoko was also taken aback when the opponent's momentum was so big. None of them knows baseball at all, and they don’t even watch professional baseball games. They are all girls and quasi-girls. The kind of people who like to play baseball in Xueli are out of the ordinary. I didn’t expect the official baseball games to be so fierce. .

She immediately worried about Kitahara Xiuji. She didn't want Kitahara Xiuji to lose the game, but she felt like she was alone here. What about morale after a while? She quickly stood up and looked for the support team. When she turned around, she saw a group of people shivering at the entrance and exit of the first base support bench. She also recognized one person and hurriedly called, "Senior Shijima, senior Shijima!"

Shijima Luwen came over, and hurried over with more than a dozen girls, and looked at Fukuzawa's family, and said hello politely, but Dongmei looked behind him and interrupted him, surprised. Asked: "Are you a support team? This..."

There are too few people, right?

Shijima Ryu waved his hand quickly, he was not, he just came to cheer, just happened to happen to take care of these girls by the way, and An Yun loves to look at the other side in a daze, hearing the sound quickly said: "That...yes, Fu Classmate Ze."

She is the only second-year cheerleader in the cheerleading team, followed by ten first-year Xinnen, and all of them are little girls. Now look at the more than three hundred strong men on the opposite side, their legs are soft, and their small faces are pale-holy. It’s just a boys’ school that all boys can understand, but you are not too particular about it. How can you come to so many people? Isn’t it foul?

But where their role lies, boosting morale is what they are here for this group of people, An Yunai quickly turned around and said, "Let's start too!"

Ten little girls huddled together, feeling that the three hundred boys on the opposite side were mad, all slapped the bottle, roared hoarsely, their eyes flushed-the players on both sides hadn't played yet. This was obviously warming up. I was so excited at the start of the game that I had to skip the court and eat them raw!

Their aura was directly suppressed, feeling very guilty, and asked in a low voice: "Senior An Yun, let's... how do we start?"

They are not gods, eleven girls want to overwhelm more than three hundred boys on the opposite side, isn't that bullshit? If you don’t know that this is a stadium, there can be no danger. Maybe you would have sat down and pretended to be a little quail. This is too exaggerated, isn’t it a church school? Shouldn't they all be gentle and amiable boys like priests and priests? How come like a group of gorillas who have just escaped from the zoo?

We are delicate flowers, we can't survive this kind of devastation!

An Yunai looked at the other side and there was no good way. She was consciously prepared. She perfectly completed Suzuki Noki's instructions and formed a very beautiful and lovely cheerleader team, but...

She was cruel: "Just follow the rehearsal!"

She bit the bullet and led the first-year girls to the support position, and shouted, "Dafu-sure to win!"

"Dafu... must, must, must win!"

A group of their girls screamed in unison, still very untidy, but finally there was a little movement on the support seat here, and there was a sudden silence on the support seat on the holy light side, and hundreds of eyes looked at these eleven. Little girl, the phalanx boiled for an instant—there were girls in the opposite school, they were still alive, and the uniforms were beautiful!

With a sound of "Oh", the more than three hundred boys on the sacred light support table seemed to be irritated. The bottle was smashed harder, the collective eyes flashed green, the shouts became more hoarse, and the corners of their mouths were covered with foam — no Knowing that I thought I had hit a goodbye home run, one goal will be the winner!

"Sure victory! Sure victory! Sure victory! Divine light must win!"

An Yunai was taken aback again. The second time she raised her arms and shouted, she only raised her arms, and her words got stuck in her throat-it was so scary, it was so scary that more than three hundred boys gathered together.

The ten little girls in the back were also empty, and they felt like they were about to be eaten by the opposite side.

Dongmei is angry. What kind of support team is this? My boyfriend's face is shameless for you!

She rushed to the front of the support stand in a few steps, lay directly on the barbed wire fence, and screamed at the opposite side: "Shut up, it's so noisy!"

She always hates to fall under the wind~www.NovelMTL.com~ I don’t like it or don’t like it, but as a stand for supporting the private Daifuku baseball team, she can’t accept that the opponent is better than her, but she has a tiger nickname. The word, after all, is not a real tiger, and roaring across the court is not powerful, not to mention the more than 300 people on the opposite side, she may not be able to quarrel with a real tiger.

The voice on the other side directly drowned her voice, and it was not lethal. On the contrary, it shocked the ten first-year girls here-this is the legendary Aichi short-legged tiger Fukuzawa-senpai, this violent The temper is well-deserved.

No matter how Dongmei cares about them, seeing the opposite dared not to listen to her, she was really angry, and she lay on the wire fence and yelled again: "The game is the game. If you make any noise, shut up!"

Bastard, dare to build momentum by relying on more people, whether there is a fair game spirit, all scum!

Haruna and Yoko kept pulling her from behind, "Eldest sister (Sister Dongmei), forget it, forget it."

Just after Kitahara came out of the player tunnel to warm up, he was startled by the support team of the Divine Light. When he turned his head, he saw Dongmei roaring on the wire fence. He was shocked again-do you like baseball too? Didn’t tell me before, watching a baseball is so enthusiastic?