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Chapter 91 The twentieth shot

 "You know, you know! It's amazing, our Prince Kukai just scored 19 three-pointers in a row!"

"At the scene, I was the basketball hoop."

"The gym is like a riot! Everyone is going crazy!"

"How can such a handsome boy have white teeth? I can't help but become a homo now! (Strict)"

"Scoring 19 goals in a row? (laughing) Do you think you're playing in the NBA?"

"Guess what's going on upstairs? The last one hit Mr. Shiraishi on the head. With a 'boom', everyone burst out laughing. If Mr. Tsukishima hadn't stopped him, Mr. Shiraishi would have gone up to fight the prince.

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"Keep editing!"

"...Wait a minute, Mr. Shiraishi is here too? (The radar reacts)"

"Jiangjiang~ Next is the super high school level Oji-sama shooting collection GIF produced by the game club overtime. You are welcome to collect it. At the end there is an easter egg that Mr. Shiraishi was hit~

By the way, please pay attention to the table tennis run held by our president tomorrow morning. If you get the first place, the president will express his love to the prince in the atrium!"

"It's so disgusting. If I remember correctly...the game club is all boys, right?"

When Aoi Keisuke saw the relevant post, it was when he came out of the bathroom after the preliminary round that Kobayashi Rena sent him a link. There was a big "hot" at the end of the post.

Before deciding to assassinate the president of the game club, he first clicked on the picture post sent by the game club, skipping his insignificant shooting movements and the perspective of the goal.

Scroll directly to the bottom for dynamic pictures about Chizuru Shiraishi.

In the picture, a basketball skipped a perfect arc. Everyone thought that this time it would still fit perfectly into the frame. The leather surface of the basketball would cleanly brush against the net, making a wonderful sound, and then achieve Kukai's private height.

There is no record of this before, and most likely no one will come after.

The crowd will then fall into a completely crazy carnival to celebrate the climax that has just begun.

This is exactly the effect Qing Keisuke deliberately wants to achieve——

In the end, the high-speed rotating basketball rubbed the lower edge of the net, and with a "swish" sound, it hit the top of Shiraishi Chizuru's forehead.

The petite, cute female doctor, who had been cheering for him with a blushing face before, was stunned for a moment, and then, in the spotlight, she suddenly held her head with both hands and squatted down on the spot.

The playful short hair ran out from between her fingers, failing to completely cover her ears that were suddenly red with blood. Her movements were so cute that one could not feel the pain of being hit by the ball.

Of course, because Aoi Keisuke performed the surgery secretly, the actual pain was far less severe than it seemed.

He guessed that the reason why Chizuru Shiraishi squatted down was because he was too ashamed to be watched by so many people.

After all, the expression in the dynamic picture at that moment is too funny and cute, which damages her image of a mature woman.

Aoi Keisuke saved the well-made animation and sent it to Shiraishi Chizuru.

By the way, I would like to warn the game club that if you dare to make any extraordinary move, you will ask Miss Hoshino to impose divine punishment and use off-site power to completely wipe out the game club from Kukai Seigao.

——After threatening, he sent a screenshot of his reply to his president.

Completed a first beheading and then playing.

"Aoi Keisuke, you must have done it on purpose! Sooner or later, I will inject air into your veins! I will poison your food!"

Qing Keisuke replied calmly: "In the future, everyone will think of me, and then you, during every golf tournament. When you think about it, isn't it a bit romantic?"

"You think I'm an idiot?"

"Let's not talk about it for now. I'm going to win the championship." Seeing that he didn't scare Shiraishi Chizuru, he didn't care too much.

Overall, it's a good thing.

Chizuru Shiraishi was sitting in the infirmary, crying to Tsukishima about how much Aoi Keisuke went too far——

Obviously the first 19 balls were all accurate hits, but if the 20th ball was not deliberately aimed at her head, she would not believe it even if it killed her!

While cursing, Tsukishima gently stroked her head and suddenly asked: "Shiraishi, are you familiar with Aoi Keisuke?"

"Choke...?" Shiraishi's heart skipped a beat: "What are you talking about?"

Tsukishima's hand slowly tightened: "How else could he deliberately throw you away? There are so many people at the scene, why is it you?"

"It hurts...it hurts...Tsukishima-chan, Yazucho!"

She showed off her ability to pretend to be innocent: "It must be because Qing Keisuke is a male high school student in puberty! I am the prettiest in the room, so of course he stares at me like a wolf."

"Shameless."

Tsukishima let go of his hand and glared at her with a cold snort: "You'd better not hide anything from me."

"Suffocating love... is destined not to last long, Tsukishima-chan."

Chizuru Shiraishi lay softly on the bed in the infirmary, with her hands flat on her lower abdomen, her expression peaceful, as if life force was flowing out from between her lips.

As for under the hospital bed, she was very active, taking off her shoes smoothly, and then using her feet wearing white socks to pull the thin white curtain over, blocking Tsukishima's scrutiny.

The next second, Chizuru Shiraishi quickly picked up her phone and angrily scolded Aoi Keisuke.

Although Qing Keisuke didn't fight back, she was still in a much happier mood.

But no longer annoyed, Shiraishi Chizuru quickly became shy again. She covered her face with her mobile phone, and her two feet and toes under the hospital bed curled up cutely.

There is still a faint feeling on my forehead as when a basketball was hit. It is now numb and numb, and my skin should be red and hot.

——What a disgusting guy, how dare you do this to yourself in front of so many people?

This is the first time in my life.

Just like Tsukishima said, it's so strange...

So weird!

Qing Keisuke, what are you thinking about?

How does he view himself?

She thought endlessly for a while, then picked up her phone and looked through the chat history between the two. When she saw something interesting, she stopped and read it a few more times.

A smile appeared at the corner of my mouth unconsciously.

"You guys, are you going to raise your feet to the sky and let the whole school see what style and color of underwear you are wearing today?"

Outside the curtain, Chizuru Tsukishima’s merciless ridicule came.

"Huh?"

Dr. Shiraishi didn't react for a while. After catching a glimpse of his abnormal posture, his cheeks turned red, and he turned over and lay down on the bed.

"Oh my God, Tsukishima-chan~ I might have been knocked unconscious by a basketball."

"You are the doctor, don't ask about my condition."

Tsukishima said this, but he still got up and went to the medicine cabinet and asked in an irritable tone: "What medicine should I take?"

"I don't know, there may be no cure." Chizuru Shiraishi said that she deserved a beating.

"What the hell are you freaking out about?"

"If, I mean if, Tsukishima-chan." Chizuru Shiraishi's tone was low and contained a meaning that Tsukishima couldn't understand.

She said: "If we were only seventeen years old now, would you hope that the person Qing Keisuke hit was you?"

The infirmary was quiet. Tsukishima opened his mouth to deny it, but when the words came to his lips, he was unsure again.

About twenty minutes later, Aoi Keisuke sent the news of the victory.

Three-point contest, first place.


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