CHAPTER 556: 155. ON SPENCER’S MIND_4

The soccer club also sent someone away from the team, and suddenly a shout came from somewhere in the stands,

"Crush the Hentai Club! Brutally defeat Spencer!"

"Go, soccer club!"

Just as more and more people were standing up to cheer for the soccer club’s departure, a girl with golden short hair suddenly stomped on the stands with a fierce face and shouted loudly,

"Everyone quiet!!"

Her shout actually overwhelmed the noise, and those who were closer covered their ears, staring blankly at the girl in front of them wearing formal attire, with "Discipline Committee armband" on her arm.

It was none other than the Discipline Committee Chairman, Ashley.

She and the Discipline Committee were responsible for maintaining order during the competition.

Ashley’s shout silenced that side, while Yahashiki standing next to Yan Huan covered his ears and commented,

"What a deep voice..."

"Is it necessary? We’re so far away."

Yan Huan gave Yahashiki a speechless glance who was pretending to be sophisticated and didn’t say more because the president of the soccer club, Wada Ichiro, and Spencer were already approaching.

He had no choice but to shift his gaze and look towards Spencer.

"Both sides prepare to play rock-paper-scissors to decide the drawing qualification..."

Another judge from the student council reminded them as both sides were ready.

But sensing the cheers from the stands, Wada Ichiro’s spirit was already becoming a bit erratic.

He increasingly felt like a hero being cheered on to slay the Demon King.

If he could eliminate Spencer of the Hentai Club upfront, wouldn’t he become a celebrated person in school for the next two years?

"Golden Lion Hunter," "Evil Woman Slayer," "Protector of the great Yuan Yue family"...

Hey hey, come up with titles like these for me!

Thinking this way, Wada Ichiro was already overwhelmed with excitement.

He stared sternly at the Spencer right in front of him, lifting his tightly clenched fist, throwing out harsh words,

"Spencer! You, will be taken down by me, the soccer club president Wada Ichiro!!"

"..."

Watching Wada Ichiro who threw out harsh words, Spencer blinked, and didn’t say a word.

She just suddenly opened up her right hand’s palm, then lifted her right hand and stretched it out in the air towards his fist.

"Huh?"

Seeing this, Wada Ichiro looked slightly stunned, still bewildered by how Spencer, the reportedly hot-tempered evil woman, was so patient today.

Was she just disregarding his threat...

"Damn you, how dare you..."

"Hentai Club wins the rock-paper-scissors, earning the drawing qualification."

Just as Wada Ichiro was about to argue back in frustration, the student council judge nearby suddenly spoke unemotionally, pulling him back from his fantasy to reality.

"Huh? Huh? The rock-paper-scissors had started already?"

"Yes, we already informed you..."

The expression of the student council member hesitated, fearing that saying more would push Wada Ichiro to a dangerous point.

"..."

Unfortunately, Wada Ichiro’s face had already turned red, and even his finger pointing at Spencer was trembling,

"Spencer you...you deceiver!!"

The craziest part is, this rock-paper-scissors was shown on a huge screen next to the media room of the athletic field throughout by Yahashiki’s drone.

Thus, everyone on the stands had seen his antics.

Those who had cheered for him earlier now all seemed like they had a criminal record, covering their faces and bowing their heads, not daring to say a word.

Down below, Spencer didn’t bother with Wada Ichiro.

She just chuckled and walked up to Yan Huan holding the drawing box.

But Spencer, with her nose tilted upwards and an arrogant look, looked at Yan Huan as if silently asking:

"How about that, am I not smart?"

"..."

Seeing this, Yan Huan’s mouth also couldn’t help but curve up a bit.

He didn’t respond, just lifted the drawing box towards Spencer.

Spencer leaned closer, reaching her hand deeply into the box.

Because the box was big, as she stretched her whole hand inside, it seemed like she was lying sideways on the box or as if lying in Yan Huan’s arms.

Her sky-blue eyes looked at Yan Huan, yet they mischievously spun around, evidently fully immersed in feeling the slips inside.

Spencer needed to be cautious, she had to draw the most suitable slip for the Hentai Club.

"Hey, Spencer, how long are you going to draw? Can you hurry up..."

"Got it! Aow!"

Just as Wada Ichiro was about to urge her, Spencer suddenly pulled out a slip fiercely from the box.

"Buzz buzz buzz~"

Unfolding it, the handwriting on it was broadcasted throughout the arena via Yahashiki’s livestream.

"Triple-jump"

"Triple-jump?"

Just seeing the text, Hua Zhaofeng standing by the side handing water to Owen was slightly startled and reminded him,

"President, it’s our Track and Field Club’s event."

"Yes..."

Owen took a sip of water, looking towards that side, seemingly somewhat anticipating this competition’s performance,

"Track and field, although triple jump is part of the ’field’ events, most training methods are generally similar, and results also correlate with fitness level...

"I heard Spencer has been training hard since she lost to me last time, maybe we can get a glimpse of her results."

Owen’s tone carried a touch of amusement, while Hua Zhaofeng absolutely couldn’t stand any possibility of Spencer doing well.

He just frowned, cursing intensely,

"President, you are really something, everyone finds her annoying and tiresome, yet you can still talk about her with a smile..."

"No, I also can’t stand her, extremely so. But disliking her personality is one thing, and the competition is another matter, we have to distinguish clearly."