BLUE METAVERSE

SEMI-FINALS

The whole team has been ready to be on the volleyball court today with enough warm-up and of course adequate logistical supply. In addition to the mineral water that is provided class and purchased using cash, there are citrus fruits brought by Blue, Kikan's legit cake donation, and Hani's chocolate almond croisant donation. Aih, the logistics are still principled from us, for us and by us aka carried by his own players. Even though they have entered the semifinals, no one intends to become a sponsor for the logistical interests of 10-1 class volleyball players. Fortunately Wiwin whose parents are convection owners contributed a new costume whose design is quite cool with a striking green color extinct combination of red chili. The players' jerseys have their back numbers and are screened under their own names, including a shirt for Fifi's reserves and a shirt for the manager. Hani wears a jersey with the same design in a different pattern because he will act as a libero or team captain.

“Eh, Win this shirt that the manager wrote for whom? We don't have a manager.”

“The team does not want to be our manager?” Wiwin mentioned the name of their class leader.

“Si Anjas is busy performing arts for prom night tomorrow night. You know our class president is a bit waving.”

“Ya has been born. Who will wear the manager's shirt. Consider it a hahahaha.” shredding manager

“Fi, you part look-see yes is there a audience of our team who wants to be team manager.”

“Eh, wait a minute! I want to ask Faiz to be our manager.”

“Faiz who?”

All the team members were confused because they felt they had no friend named Faiz in their class. Blue doesn't care. He ran over to Faiz who looked fresh out of the principal's room. Today he underwent a special test of computer science materials. Looks like the test is easy. It's only been a half hour.

“Iz, today you are the manager of the volleyball team Aunty dong. Entering the semifinals. Urgent. It takes you.”

Faiz was dizzy.

“Can dong, Iz. Please! Don't worry about e-sport mulu. These games in the real world need your expertise as well. Here, there's a uniform.” Blue pleads while showing the costume that Faiz thinks is tacky color. Faiz is not interested in seeing the team shirt pattern that lights up so.

“There is a manager's writing. Cool right?” persuade again.

“Come, Iz! Special today. At most only 2 hours if playing 2 sets. Auntie will give you a gift. Need what? New shoes? Or a new headset?”

“Bby. Jordan water shoes yes.” Whether there is a wind what suddenly the polar monster wants to spend valuable time to become a volleyball manager draw in exchange for shoes. Somehow the model of the shoe and how much it costs, Blue does not care. He is confident he has found the most professional manager for his team.

Blue immediately smiled cheerfully. He handed the manager's shirt on his chest and back to Faiz and dragged the boy onto the pitch.

The match is about to start. Mr. Zain as a referee has stood in the middle of the field giving a briefing.

“Wait a minute, Mr. Zain. Our manager is changing costumes.” exclaim Blue

“Huuuu.” 11-1 team supporters cheered loudly for the interruption. The blue cuek saw the number of supporters of the opposing team. It seems that not only 11-1 class children who become supporters of the opposing team, but other 11th class children who have lost in the preliminary match. There is solidarity as well.

Fortunately Faiz changed clothes quickly. Although the jersey is tacky but he still looks cool. Definitely dong. Blue Niece.

“Eh, who is he? Why can an outsider be their team manager?” protest one of the 11.1 teams with a loud voice.

“Manager mah free from anywhere. The Indonesian national volleyball team can only have a coach and manager from abroad.” shouted Kikan as loudly. He chuckles proudly.

Not started playing the atmosphere is hot. Shieny, the captain of the opposing team, approached Mr. Zein, expressing the same protest.

“Quiet, Shien! You may not know. Faiz is listed as a 10.1 grade child as well, but in the meantime he is still home schooling because he still has to join the international e-sport championship.”

Kicep all teams 11-1.

“Huuu.” Now the 10-1 team players are cheering. Shieny bowed in embarrassment, but her eyes glanced at Faiz with a strange look.

One by one the spectators arrived as the match began. Either because it's exciting, crowded, flashy costumes or because there's a cool manager they don't know yet. Anyway, the audience outside the 10-1 team game box began to look to increase and increase again.

The game went on evenly. Faiz, the manager who does not know the ability of his team is able to learn to quickly read the situation. He has an equally keen eye and brain and has stood the test of victory during his time as a football online game player having to set his team's player position in the competition.

Faiz's first time out was already able to devise a 10-1 team winning strategy. Kikan who usually became a striker was changed into a team captain as well as a libero. While Hani whose character is calm washed away actually dampuk as a striker because it turns out his skills are more qualified but not too good at personal management. Hani has a high body allowing a defender who can dispel the opponent's ball when in front of the net. His smash punch is hard but less adept as a tosser. In addition, Hani has a deadly jump service technique. It's a pity if that ability can't be harnessed if he's placed as a libero.

The opposing team also asks for the exchange of player positions. But it's basically just a personal ego. Shieny, who usually occupies the position of captain or libero of the team, changed his clothes and turned into a spiker. From the gaze of his eyes that always pointed sharply to Blue, it seemed that he wanted to face directly with Blue who was more often positioned as the opposing team's defender if he was in front position.

The first set was won by a team 10-1 with a score of 25-17. More and more supporters came not only from class 10-1 alone. The cheers grew louder. Out of nowhere, the supply of logistics was increased when the break time arrived although it was quickly reduced because some were taken ignorant supporters.

“Keren, Iz. Tomorrow in the final, you become our team manager again yes.” Pinta Yurika is asserted by all team members and supporters who are partly involved in taking the logistic food team 10-1.

"No promise. My schedule is solid." Faiz replied as he lifted his chin.

"Still an e-sport tournament?"

"Still on to the next round. It's a quarter final."

Everybody smile. Actually confused to put on a look of disappointment because Faiz can not be a manager anymore or happy look because he has a friend who is good at playing games. His name is also a shred manager. Don't expect to last. I want to be a team manager thankfully. If not for Faiz, the supporters might not be too much and the fighting spirit is lacking. This is a prestigious match.

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Healthy greetings all😘