I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 5 School Team Selection
In the early morning, I tore off the calendar of April NO.16 from the wall. Fujii was wearing a shoulder schoolbag and riding a bicycle. Today is Monday. After meeting Mr. Yichuan last Saturday, his work will be on the next month’s Issue number one.

"Driving: LV2/70%, gain 0.01 free attribute."

During this period of riding, his driving skills improved very quickly. In ten minutes, he arrived at the gate of Hachioji High School. Azusa Hase, who had greeted him that day, happened to be at the gate, so he said hello again.

"Good morning, Hase-san."

Without waiting for the other party to respond, he rode away, Hase Azusa hesitated for a while, surrounded by classmates, she didn't have the courage to speak.

Mao Asami, who just got off the car, witnessed the whole scene, and his face darkened instantly.

"Qihara, your school team is going to compete against Adachi High School at the end of the month, are you confident?"

"I heard it's in a small gymnasium nearby. We're probably home."

"That's right, don't lose, the Adachi High School team has done pretty well in the past few years, and they were able to enter the fourth round last year."

In the classroom, Tatsuya Suhara's seat was full of boys, discussing non-stop around him, Tatsuya Suhara's expression obviously enjoyed such treatment, until Fujii appeared.

As soon as Fujii sat down, several girls came up to him to strike up a conversation. The excuse was that they forgot to do their homework. Fujii gave them the homework he had written, talking and laughing, which made Tatsuya Suhara feel better. partly cloudy.

At this time, Asami Mao also walked into the classroom, and her two attendants, girls who usually received some small favors from her, shared the content of weekend entertainment with her who was dressed in fashion.

Azusa Hase, who always bowed her head, was the last one to enter the classroom. Asami Mao glanced at this unremarkable girl, and when she saw the hill on her chest that couldn't be hidden even with her bowed back, she secretly sneered.

Men are animals driven by instinctive desires.

Mao Asami believed that it was Azusa Hase's figure that attracted Fujii, and would take the initiative to greet such excluded and isolated girls, while ignoring such a popular beauty as her was caused by thinking about her lower body.

The day's classes passed quickly, and when school was over, Tatsuya Suhara, who had endured for a day, took the initiative to find Fujii.

"Our school team has a trial training after school on Wednesday. Although it is mainly for high school students, I mentioned it to the coach, and you can also participate."

Tatsuya Qihara couldn't wait any longer, and the trial training of the school team completely depends on the needs of the coach Masaki Fukai. If you miss the opportunity the day after tomorrow, you don't know when you will have to wait for the next time.

"Okay, I will definitely participate."

His football skills have been upgraded to LV2. Although it is different from the plan, Fujii still agrees. The high school team trial training should not be too difficult.
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"It's not so easy to join our Hachioji High School football team."

The coach Fukai Masaki, who is tall and rough enough to play the role of a bandit with a sword and halberd, paced back and forth in front of more than a dozen male students participating in the trial training with great energy. , the official school team members are running in circles to exercise their physical fitness.

Little boy, wait to be ashamed.

While running with the school team, Qiyuan also observes the situation on the field from time to time. Although he has seen Fujii juggle a few balls in physical education class, but judging by his weak appearance, he must not pass the devil's trial training by Coach Shenjing. .

"Sixty balls first, there are two chances to start again, and those who interrupt will lose their eligibility to join the team."

Coach Shen Jing placed a football in front of each trainee, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, Fujii picked up the football without hesitation, began to hit the ball with his feet one after another, caught it and threw it high again , Just finished the prescribed number of times and stopped.

This kid has solid basic skills.

Coach Shenjing squinted his eyes and watched Fujiiki's movements carefully. Most of the other trainees could not do the sixty ball flips.

There were five of the dozen trial trainees left. Coach Shen Jing led them to the goal and put a football at a distance of 20 meters from the goal.

"Even if you are a defender, you must have basic footwork. If you can score one goal after three shots, you can enter the school team."

After Coach Shenjing finished speaking to them, he turned his head and shouted to the tall goalkeeper who was warming up in front of the goal.

"Ryunosuke, if you score a goal, practice a hundred more shots and saves."

"Understood, coach! Tell them to come here!"

The tall and thin goalkeeper is Ryunosuke Ito, a sophomore in high school. Because the name is too rare, everyone in the school team calls him by his first name, and Coach Fukai is no exception.

"I'll come first."

This time, a first-year high school boy with light red skin, medium build, just over 1.7 meters tall, wearing the Brazil World Cup jersey, kicked with confidence, and the football went straight to the upper left corner of the goal.

Think beautiful!
Ryunosuke stretched his body and easily took off the football. The angle of this kick was okay, but his strength and speed were not good. His natural reaction speed was different from ordinary people, so he defended this shot without any suspense.

"Student, work harder! This way you can't break through the goal I'm guarding."

Throwing the football he took off to the feet of the boy in the Brazilian uniform, Ryunosuke triumphantly taunted loudly.

The boy in the Brazilian team uniform reset the football without saying a word, took a few steps back, took a deep breath, stepped forward to kick the football, drew a curved arc, and lobbed it towards the top of the goal.

This time Ryunosuke's hand narrowly blocked the ball, and when the jumping body fell back to the grass, he lost his balance and lay half on the ground.

"One more chance."

Coach Fukai blew the whistle hanging around his neck to remind the boy in the Brazilian team uniform. At the same time, it was also a signal to order the goalkeeper Ryunosuke to release the water.

For the last goal, Ryunosuke reacted slowly, letting the football fall into the net before making a save. The boy in the Brazilian team uniform looked at Ryunosuke's poor acting skills, pursed his lips, and looked a little unwilling.

"In our Hachioji school team, the two strongest players are center Tatsuya Suhara and him. If you want to be a professional player, you must at least be at the same level as them, or even surpass them."

Coach Shenjing saw the boy's reluctance, and explained that his left leg was replaced with an artificial prosthesis from below the knee. Every time he taught these students, he would expose it without cover and tell them the danger of a professional player. And glory, he is the kind of coach who trains strictly and often encourages players, and is deeply respected by the school team members.

"Coach Shenjing, can I try?"

After listening to coach Shenjing's chicken soup for the soul, Fujii was the second to step forward and tried to put the football 20 meters away from the door.

"Football: LV2/23%"

Fujii had seen the information about his practice skills on his golden finger, and after Coach Shenjing nodded in agreement, he ran a few steps to gather strength and kicked a football.

(End of this chapter)