My second life is a bit strange?

The bubble was ruthlessly popped by Kaede, and Goto immediately came to his senses: "But... this is the class president's, I can't take it."

As a musician, she naturally knew the excellence and value of this piece.

"It's okay, helping you is helping myself too, please accept it."

Goto then accepted it, sang it in his mind to the beat, and after getting familiar with the rhythm, he picked up the guitar and started to practice.

One has to admire Goto's talent; he played it quite well on his first try.

Goto's eyes were red, and he put down his guitar and looked at Kaede: "I don't know why... but I feel like crying."

"I originally wanted to play this song during graduation season, when the three years of high school would be over, and many people might never see each other again in their lives."

Goto thought about how she would never see her class president again, and the heartache of parting made her tears fall onto the floor.

"Keep this feeling in mind and play it again. Parting is sad, but we must keep moving forward."

Goto turned on the recording equipment, and this time she was incredibly focused, controlling every detail to the extreme, expressing her reluctance to let go of the past and her anticipation for the future.

I was unable to calm down for a long time after the performance ended.

After making some minor edits, I uploaded the video and used the original name of the song as the title.

The wind is picking up.

The caption below the video reads, "Let the regrets of summer remain in summer."

Such an excellent piece of music is sure to evoke tears and praise.

Chapter 152 Super Tank

"Xiao Feng, it's about a mile. Come down for lunch."

Hearing Goto's mother's voice, Kaede and Goto tidied up the room and went downstairs to prepare for dinner.

"Eat more!"

"it is good."

Erli naturally climbed onto Feng's lap and sat in his arms.

Every time Ichiri saw this scene, he would marvel at how powerful his younger sister was.

After finishing dinner, Feng looked at the alarm clock on the wall and realized it was almost nine o'clock. He was about to go home.

As Goto's father was clearing away the dishes, he said, "It's quite a long way back, isn't it? Why don't you just stay here tonight?"

"This is not good."

"it does not matter."

"Brother, do you want to sleep here? Na Na, you can stay here."

Erli's adorable appearance is simply irresistible.

"Then I'll have to trouble you tonight."

Before going to bed, Feng spent a long time playing with Erli and Jimiheng in the living room.

She was only taken away after she fell asleep on the sofa from exhaustion.

Yili stood at the door, shyly said goodnight to him, and then turned off the living room light.

As soon as Feng closed his eyes, he felt something furry approaching him.

"Oh, it's Jimmy Heng~ Goodnight."

"Wang~"

Goto lay on the bed, playing with the little tail at the back of his pajamas. The class president was sleeping right below him, unable to sleep at all, and rolled around on the bed.

Ding dong.

She reached under her pillow and fumbled for her phone.

"Boqi-chan, are you coming to free practice tomorrow?"

"He probably won't be able to come."

"Hmph, I know, it's because of your class monitor's competition, isn't it?"

"Yes, it's the last match before spring."

"I'd like to go see it too. I'll come to your house tomorrow morning."

"Ok."

After receiving the reply, Kita waved her little fists wildly in the air, making random "whoosh whoosh~" sounds.

She'd only ever seen fighting in idol dramas. Someone as good-looking as Shirogane-senpai must look really cool when he fights.

She was daydreaming in her mind.

Around eight o'clock in the morning, sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting golden lines on the maple leaves.

Jimmy's paws smacked on the wooden floor, and he hopped and skipped onto him, stepping on him with his front paws.

Seeing that Feng had opened his eyes, Jimmy Heng barked and opened his mouth as if he were laughing.

"You rascal." Feng grabbed the dog's head and gave it a good rub.

"Woo~"

"Good morning." Goto rubbed his messy hair as he went downstairs and changed into his pink tracksuit.

The originally loose-fitting sportswear was stretched taut and bulky because of the thick layers underneath.

"Monitor?"

Goto was still half asleep and forgot that the class president was still at home. He rushed to the bathroom, washed up, and combed his hair.

"Could you come back with me later? I need to get something."

"Can we wait a bit? Kita is coming too."

The person arrived just as I mentioned it, and the doorbell rang.

Kita stared in shock at the two who emerged from the room together, stammering, "Shirogane-senpai, are you already living together?"

"Living together... living together!" Goto glanced at Kaede, his face burning red, and the air was filled with the smell of something burning.

"I only stayed overnight."

"Wow, you two are closer than I thought."

Goto hid behind Kaede, his brain damaged and he had lost the ability to speak.

Feng brought them to his house. Xiao Gui was already used to it; her brother always brought home girls he didn't know.

【Dumb Bro.】255595300 Qianxun Resource Group

[A womanizer!]

Feng took a shower to relax, wearing a long down jacket over a sports bodysuit, which he could take off after warming up.

Because the match is this Saturday, there are an unusually large number of people attending.

"Wow~ How magnificent!" Kita gazed at the high ceiling, the air filled with the scent of air freshener, and cheers echoed throughout the venue.

"Shirogane-senpai is so cool!!"

Maple's tight-fitting sportswear accentuates beautiful muscle lines, making hearts race.

Goto looked at Kita, who was still lost in thought, and said, "Um... the match might not be quite what you imagine."

Kita tilted his head, unable to understand what he meant, and the match had already begun.

"Shuchiin High School vs. Chunlan High School, the match officially begins."

"Shuchiin Academy truly lives up to its reputation as the nation's top aristocratic school. The Silver Junior they sent out this time was quite formidable, winning both matches effortlessly."

"Yes, but this time, Connor is also participating in the competition for the first time. I wonder what kind of sparks will fly."

The commentator really got the atmosphere going.

Feng looked at his opponent in surprise. The black man with an afro was about the same height as him and was a typical power type with a strong physique.

"As long as you're careful to avoid him, it should be fine."

However, Feng made a mistake, bringing in his preconceived notions. He saw Connor with his hands at his sides, making a ball-handling motion, landing on the balls of his feet, and stomping on the ground like a chariot charging towards him at an extremely fast speed.

Maple dodged sideways, while Connor flipped his ankle, making a strange turn without slowing down.

Geng had no choice but to push off the ground with his left foot, slide his right foot slightly off the ground and then quickly follow up with his front foot, trying to create some distance. Connor pushed off with both feet and crashed directly into him.

[It can even accelerate a second time?!]

Unable to dodge in time, Feng bent down, raising his arms in front of him like a shield.

Bang! !

Feng gritted his teeth and endured it, until his arm went numb.

"It's happening! It's Connor's tank crashing into us."

Connor reached out and grabbed Maple's shoulder, but Maple skillfully dodged him, only managing to grab his clothes, but that was enough.

He forcefully pulled Feng over, and seeing that he was about to be dragged into close combat, he quickly used the Golden Cicada Sheds its Shell technique to discard his sports top, leaving him only in a black bodysuit.

"It's clear that our Silver-ranked player is a very perceptive one; he decisively abandoned his shirt after sensing the danger."

"What...what is this?" Kita stared wide-eyed at the scene. It was already this exciting at the very beginning?

Unlike the idol dramas we imagined, shouldn't it be a turn-based battle where you take turns attacking?

She blushed as she looked at Maple's muscular physique, covering her eyes with her hands but unable to resist peeking through her fingers: "Senior Shirogane looks so horny."

[A rugby player?]

[Wow, that's way too much!]

Feng continued to evade and observe the opponent's movements.

Having exhausted his opponent's stamina, Connor gritted his teeth and launched another charge, but Maple still managed to dodge it.

"Tch." Connor gasped for breath, sweat dripping down his face.