My second life is a bit strange?

The bread, coated in butter, sizzled on the iron plate until one side was golden brown. Feng then took it off, cracked two eggs on top, scrambled them, added a little salt, and scooped them into the bread.

Add a few more pieces of meat and vegetables.

"Ta-da! Homemade roujiamo (Chinese hamburger)."

"Thank you, brother."

Amamiya took the toast with both hands, took a small bite, and found the outside of the toast to be crispy and the inside soft, paired with tender eggs, slightly spicy beef and lamb, and overcooked, slightly charred bell peppers.

"Delicious."

Amamiya's eyes were shining, but unfortunately she couldn't eat anymore, otherwise she would have wanted to eat another one.

"It's delicious. I'll bring you here again next time."

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Feng took her to pay the bill, and they looked at the long bill.

So expensive!!

She quickly opened her handbag, intending to split the bill with Feng.

A hand was placed on her head and gently stroked it: "Since you're calling me brother, let me pay."

"Sorry, sorry, I'm just used to touching Xiao Gui."

Amamiya looked somewhat disappointed when he withdrew his hand: "It's alright."

They strolled leisurely down the street.

"Um... what color does your brother like?"

"Me? Light blue, I guess. Why are you asking this all of a sudden?"

"I'm just a little curious." Amamiya Ruyu looked at the ground, not daring to look up, because her face was already completely red.

Feng walked her to her doorstep: "Come visit more often when you have time."

"Ok."

Amamiya Ruyu returned to her bedroom and looked at the ropes on the table, as well as the failed attempts at weaving.

A few days ago, I heard my teacher say that back in their day, girls would make bracelets for the people they liked. I was thinking about whether I should try it myself and give them to Xiao Gui and... my brother as Christmas gifts.

"We can definitely make it."

Thinking about it, I opened a tutorial video on how to braid hand ropes.

Feng returned home and saw the shoes placed in the entryway, knowing that his parents had already returned.

The whole family was happily preparing to go to Xicheng to cheer on Yuxing.

My parents can finally rest for three days. Even though we're not short of money, they still can't stay idle.

"Oh, right, Dad, Eriri and one of my friends are coming with us tomorrow too."

"Boy or girl?"

Just as he was about to reply to his father, Xiao Gui made a face at him and said, "Brother's friend, without a doubt, must be a girl."

".."

"Look, the older brother is not saying anything now."

"Is this the person I've seen before?"

My mom got interested too and started gossiping: "Is it another one I've never seen before?"

"Well... but she and Eriri went there on important business."

"Could it be?!" Xiao Gui suddenly realized something, ran to Feng, and excitedly grabbed his clothes: "Which person in charge of the copywriting did Eriri-neechan mention?"

"Yes, one writes novels, and the other draws comics."

"I really want to see it soon."

Feng took out his phone and scrolled through his photo album: "The character designs are finished, do you want to see them?"

"I want to see!" Xiao Gui moved closer to Feng.

Each character is unique, and the combination of soccer and special effects is just too cool!

Feng yawned. He hadn't slept much last night and had just eaten, so his eyelids were already drooping. "I'm a little sleepy, I'm going back to my room."

Feng collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep almost immediately.

The next day, Baiyin's father drove them to the West City training ground and watched the players enter through the fence.

"These people are all very imposing."

Kasumigaoka listened to the excited shouts of the people around him; these must all be famous players.

Eriri also drew a rough model on the paper: "European? The skeleton is so big."

The assistant coach called everyone over, said something, and then everyone lined up to run and warm up on the playground.

Feng spotted Yu Xing in the group at a glance, and his excitement was written all over his face.

The training here is no different from that of the youth training team. They are divided into three groups for competition. Ashito and Yuma are in the second group, while Miyuki is placed in the third group.

Seeing the growth of the Ashito, Yuuki was naturally unwilling to fall behind, so he changed into the number 10 jersey and went to the field.

"A head-on confrontation with Kuribayashi...that's really exciting."

As Kuribayashi appeared, the cheers from the sidelines grew even louder. He noticed Miyuki's gaze and gave him a slight smile.

This match is very important for the starting lineup, as it will determine the starting members for next season's J-League.

So everyone is planning to get serious.

With the sound of a whistle, the ball was passed to the team's playmaker, Kuribayashi, and after several rounds of passing and control, the ball reached a rather dangerous position.

"got it!"

As expected of Mr. Sima.

Yuki sighed inwardly, and then Ashito suddenly realized something, received the opponent's through pass, and, in coordination with Yuma, unleashed a dangerous shot.

"What a pity. It was just a little bit short."

The ball hit the goalpost and bounced out.

Sima still had the ball, but it was intercepted by Kuribayashi. Seeing that he could not break through, he had no choice but to pass it back.

However, the exit was blocked, and the message was passed to Kuribayashi.

He rode his bicycle at high speed, and with two quick changes of direction, he easily passed Sima.

Cheers erupted continuously.

Strangely, Sima stood still without turning back to defend, his expression a mixture of loneliness and satisfaction.

"It's not time to give up yet!!"

Yuyuki gritted his teeth and sprinted across the track, his speed astonishing everyone. In the blink of an eye, he caught up with Kuribayashi.

"So fast!"

Reporters around were frantically snapping photos, making a clicking sound.

Chapter 164 The Barrier Washed Away by Tears

"A yellow lightning bolt has appeared!"

"Reed Man!!"

Miyuki and Ashito surrounded Kuribayashi, one in front and one behind.

"Well said!"

Wei Ren launched a low, long pass: "Counterattack!!"

Sima and the reed man's brilliant teamwork propelled the team forward. Every time he made a slight pause, the reed man would run to the perfect position.

Just as he was about to pass the ball, he saw the reed man pointing ahead.

From now on, the reed man will take over the command position.

Using the center-back as a stepping stone, he broke through again. The opponent now only had one defender left, so he passed the ball straight to Yuyuki's feet.

"Oops!"

Before he could even catch the ball, he felt heavy breathing behind him and footsteps close at hand. The player in front of him, Nanba, was also rushing over.

This intense pressing left Yuyuki with absolutely no angle to shoot.

How about we do something crazy?

The words his coach had said to him echoed in his mind.

Seize the flash of inspiration in your mind, abandon reason, and act like a wild animal's instinct.

A fire ignited in my chest.

While the ball was still in the air, Miyuki made a shooting motion.

"What a joke!"

Gao Lujia sat up straight, placed his hand on the bridge of his nose, and squinted, trying to see what this guy was up to.

Yu Xing's leg stopped the ball the instant it touched the ground, then he slammed it to the ground, landed, spun on one foot, and jumped into the air, releasing all his strength in a single instant.

The football slammed into the goal like a cannonball.

This brilliant goal sent the training ground into a frenzy, with reporters snapping photos rapidly.

Yuyuki circled the playground, making celebratory gestures and announcing his arrival to the world.

"World wave!"

"This kid is amazing! Another Kuribayashi?"

"This offensive capability is terrifying."

Unlike the father, the mother was not as composed. She covered her mouth and shed tears of emotion, not only because she was proud of her child, but also because she felt guilty for almost stifling her child's talent.

Eriri put down her drawing board, helped her aunt, and seemed a little lost.