Kanagawa Taoist College Students

After coming out of the cave, almost an hour had passed.

On the beach, the celebrations weren’t over yet.

Li Xuehao looked at it from a distance and saw that the so-called celebrations were just barbecue dinners, long talks, and playing games. But now it was summer, and it was a sunny afternoon. It was a shame that a group of people could endure being next to a bonfire. Bake something to eat.

After hesitating, he still walked over there, but he didn't mean to join in shamelessly, he just went to join in the fun, because an interesting little game was unfolding - watermelon beating.

Generally, games such as "Watermelon Beating" are held on "Watermelon Day", July 27th, when the school's physical education teacher organizes students and leads them to the beach.

First, take out the prepared watermelons, let the students cover their eyes with black cloth one by one, and then use wooden sticks to hit the watermelons placed on the ground according to everyone's prompts. The person who hits the most watermelons wins.

However, it is not necessary to hit watermelons on "Watermelon Day". You can hit watermelons at any time, such as the ongoing celebrations.

Amano Junko and her group had already prepared. The watermelons were packed in two large frames. There were seven or eight in total, which was enough for everyone to play with.

For a country that lacks fruits, especially watermelons, it is a bit luxurious to use "watermelon beating" as an entertainment activity. Of course, after beating, the watermelon will not be thrown away, but the broken watermelon will be cut into small pieces and then participate The active people share the food together.

When Li Xuehao approached, "watermelon beating" was going on, and not many people noticed him. Everyone focused more on the game.

A group of people stood on three sides, leaving an open space in front of them. A boy in swimming trunks was blindfolded by a black cloth, and another girl in a one-piece swimsuit took him five meters away.

The watermelon has already been placed, and the location is not fixed. It is placed randomly. However, before placing it, a clean cloth is placed underneath to prevent the watermelon from being smashed and stained with sand and making it inedible.

The boy covered in black cloth did not stand still. The girl led him around in circles several times. After making sure that he was stunned, she started laughing.

The boy in Mengbu was still confused and disoriented at this time. He didn't know which direction the watermelon was, so he could only hit it according to the prompts of others.

"Go forward, Naito." The boy from Mengbu walked forward.

"A little to the left." Then go to the left.

"Right, right." Just go to the right.

In short, according to the instructions of others, we got closer to the watermelon little by little.

Of course, this is not a "watermelon beating" competition, it is just pure entertainment. Even if you deliberately say something in the wrong direction to mislead the other party and make the watermelon beater unable to hit the watermelon, it is still very interesting.

Li Xuehao stood behind Chiba Sayuri and others. The group of people who came were all together. Princess Yoko, Princess Reiko and Aragaki Yuma wore sunglasses, covering most of their faces, so they didn't have to worry about being recognized.

Everyone watched with great interest the boy with cloth covering his face "beating the watermelon". He was obviously very miserable because he was completely led astray by his companions and was walking farther and farther away from the watermelon.

Everyone was laughing and joking, but the boy with the cloth was completely unaware. When he heard the prompt that "it's okay to hit," he raised the wooden stick high and knocked it down hard.

When the wooden stick hits the sand, it is naturally impossible to hit anything.

"Naito, a little to the left, keep fighting." Someone continued to mislead him.

The Mengbu boy also thought that he had missed the target, so he followed the prompts and hit again, but he still didn't hit anything. He was not discouraged and continued to beat him with the wooden stick.

After more than ten times, he finally realized something was wrong. He hit him many times, both horizontally and vertically. Logically speaking, it was impossible not to hit anything.

He suddenly took off the black cloth and realized that there was no watermelon in front of him. When he looked back, he saw that the watermelon was more than ten meters away from him, and a group of people were laughing there.

Realizing that he had been fooled, the boy was not angry, but more annoyed. He glared at his companions: "Hey, how could you do this? I want to be the first to hit the watermelon."

"Haha, Naito, your sense of direction is so bad." A boy with a fat body said happily.

The boy named Naito immediately focused his "hate" on him alone: ​​"Yoshimura, come and fight, let me see how great your sense of direction is."

"Haha, look at me." The fat boy volunteered to come out without any fear.

Naito ran over and unceremoniously tied the black cloth over his eyes. At the same time, he said to his companion: "Put the watermelons in another place."

A girl walked over and moved the watermelon to the left about three meters away.

Naito led the fat boy five meters away and turned him around for more than a dozen times before saying, "Yoshimura, let's start."

Yoshimura shook his head and tried to keep his balance. At the same time, he waited until the nausea caused by spinning in circles disappeared, then raised the wooden stick high: "Haha, I'm coming, Watermelon, my little baby, where are you?" ?”

The girls were all amused and seemed to enjoy watching his clown-like performance.

"Yoshimura, on the right." Someone prompted, it was Naito who just failed to hit the watermelon.

The fat boy heard his voice, but he obviously learned his lesson and did not go to the right, but to the left.

"Yoshimura, I'm talking about the right side!" Naito hated iron, but he was pointing in the right direction.

"You can't fool me, I know it's on the left." Yoshimura said loudly, and the girls next to him laughed even more at this idiot.

Yoshimura thought he had chosen the right direction. The girls were laughing at Naito, so he was very proud: "Naito, just watch me be a person who hits watermelons, hahahahaha..."

"Idiot, just follow your own sense of direction and fight." Naito decided not to care and let this guy be a clown. He didn't know whether he was really stupid or fake.

Yoshimura followed his own "sense of direction" and went in the opposite direction to what others pointed out. Naturally, it was impossible to hit the watermelon. He was full of jokes along the way, which made the onlookers laugh.

After removing the cloth, Yoshimura was not only not disappointed but failed to hit the watermelon, he actually burst out laughing. Naito walked up and punched him in the chest: "Yoshimura, you won't be able to hit him if you listen to me."

Yoshimura didn't pay attention. He turned around and looked around and asked, "Whose turn is it for the third one?" He looked more at Junko Amano, she was the main one here.

The first two people didn't hit the watermelon. Amano Junko knew that if it continued, no one would hit it because everyone was pointing randomly. After thinking about it, she already had an idea.

"Everyone points in random directions and no one can hit the watermelon. I decided to add a restriction, that is, if someone misleads, then one person must tell the truth." Her idea is very simple. Someone is telling the truth. You will definitely be able to hit the watermelon in the end. Because as long as you try the misleading directions one by one and all fail, and finally follow the person who pointed out the correct direction, you can successfully hit the watermelon. Although it may take a little longer, it is better than not being able to hit it at all. And maybe you're lucky and you'll be the first to follow the instructions of the person who pointed you in the right direction.

"Minister, can I hit him again?" Hearing that there was still such an operation, the fat Yoshimura raised his hand high.

"No, you have already been beaten once." Amano Junko refused without hesitation. She had the overall situation in mind and invited guests to participate in this celebration. The game cannot allow all club members to participate, otherwise it would be too rude. "Now it's our guest's turn, Mai, do you want to fight? Or are there any of your friends who are willing to fight watermelons?" Of course, she had noticed the arrival of one of them, but she just frowned and did not say anything. After all, she didn't want the celebration to be unpleasant.

Mai Kuaou looked at the people around her, Chiba Sayuri, Majima Yuki, and others. Everyone had some interest in their eyes, except for the two royal princesses and the beautiful girl idol who were wearing sunglasses. For a moment, she It’s also hard to decide who to hit the watermelon with.

"Can I?" When he was in a dilemma, a timid but immature voice with an eagerness to try said.

"Kazhiko, do you want to hit a watermelon?" Mai Guasheng was delighted when she heard this and looked down at the cute little princess.

"Well, I've never beaten it before." Mizuhashi Kachiko nodded heavily. She was just watching the watermelon beating. Although no one hit the watermelon, she smiled happily, so she wanted to try it herself.

"Okay, I'll let you hit the watermelon first, little princess." Mai Guasheng knelt down and kissed her on the face. This was really a big help.

Kachiko Mizuhashi smiled and walked out. She was originally shy about getting along with strangers, but now she has become more generous. Perhaps because the people closest to her are around her, and at the same time, she does not feel the malice of others.

"Haha, the cute little princess wants to hit watermelons, but the wooden stick seems a bit heavy." Amano Junko also said happily. Cute animals are always a pleasure to watch. Thinking about watching her hit watermelons later, her eyes are even more beautiful. shine.

"It doesn't matter, I can handle it." Mizuhashi Kachiko said crisply. For a five-year-old little girl, the wooden sticks used by adults are really not suitable for her. The round wooden sticks look like those used for competitions. The bamboo sword was even taller than her body.

Li Xuehao was not worried about whether she could hold the stick. She was telling the truth. As a pure body, although it was more expressed in lightness and elegance, as well as sensing the thoughts of others, at least it was better than ordinary five-year-olds. Young children are much stronger.

"Kazhiko is still very strong." Mai Guaou on the side also agreed. After getting along for so long, how could she not know how strong Kachiko is? Sometimes asking this little cutie to help can surprise her.

"Little princess, here you go." Amano Junko snatched the stick from the fat boy's hand and walked over to deliver it to Kachiko Mizuhashi.

Mizuhashi Kachiko took it with both hands. Although it was not heavy for her, it was a bit thick and required two hands to hold it.

"Little princess, let me tie a black cloth on you." Junko Amano would not let anyone else have the opportunity to interact with cute creatures. She playfully took Kachiko Mizuhashi aside and covered her with black cloth. cloth.

Another girl placed the watermelons, and everyone was looking forward to it. Although they had played the game of "watermelon beating" before, this was the first time to participate with such a young child, and they were still such cute creatures. Every time I personally want to see her next performance.

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