King of the Internet: Boys and Boys

After finally "struggling" out of the group of fans who picked them up from the airport, and after nearly an hour and a half drive, the members of the Japanese team finally returned to the u17 training camp they were familiar with.

Although the time to arrive at the training camp was approaching, the dormitory building, which had been silent for a long time, became lively because of the return of the players.Most people are chatting about what they have seen and heard about this competition, as well as their vision and expectation for next year's competition.

Dormitory 201 was isolated from the bustle as always. The four of them were not lively people, and they practiced and played together every day, and there was no feeling of parting.After a few people quickly washed up, they lay on the bed and started the sleep mode.

In the darkness, Shiraishi let himself go and wrapped herself in the quilt: "Yukimura, will you still play tennis in Japan in high school?"

Tezuka and Echizen have already accepted invitations from well-known foreign clubs and started their careers without time difference since the end of the U17 World Cup.Yukimura Seiichi, who also performed well in this competition and had a perfect record, also attracted the attention of many professional scouts.

"I still hope to go to high school in China first, and consider the professional league after high school." Yukimura, "The training intensity of professional players is still too early for me."

"Minister, are you feeling unwell again?" Nakajima asked nervously.Yukimura's illness is definitely a knot in the hearts of all of them, and this time Yukimura must not be allowed to bear it for so long.

"Don't be so nervous, Xiao Yan. I'm already fine." Yukimura smiled happily, "I mean, I want to enjoy some more time as a student, and I don't want to have only tennis left in my life so early."

Didn't the minister say tennis is you yourself? Nakajima couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

"Don't talk about me, Xiaoyan, do you want to play professional nets in the future." Yukimura said softly, "If you want, we can consider entering a club for training."

"I haven't planned to play professional tennis. My ideal is to be a doctor." Nakajima shook his head. "If I still like tennis as much as I do now when I graduate from high school, I might consider it."

For Nakajima, it takes courage to become a professional player and play professional league.Almost from the moment you set foot on the road, everything is on your own.

Nakajima really likes tennis, and he doesn't hate going through all kinds of training and tests to become stronger.It's just that when all his life is filled with training and traveling around the world to participate in competitions, will he still like tennis so much.

It wasn't really experienced that Nakajima didn't know the answer to this question, nor did he want to make a decision for himself so early.Anyway, I am only a second-year junior high school student, so I can definitely practice for a few more years before making a decision.

"Let's not talk about that, let's think about what gifts to exchange before we leave." Noticing that no one was talking in the room, Bu Er kindly changed the subject, "I took some beautiful photos in Australia, I can share it with you."

"I drew your sketches, and you can pick the ones you like the most and take them home." 201's art director, Yukimura-kun, "It's much better than Xiaoyan's art homework~"

"Minister, please let me go." Nakajima was very helpless, and art is a subject that requires talent. "I still have postcards, and I have been writing in Australia for a long time."

Baishi joked: "Is it the kind given to the Bingdi ladies?"

"Yes, senior." Nakajima didn't want to talk at all, so if you know this kind of thing, you should not say it, "But this time it's the boys' version, which is different from the girls' version."

Shiraishi waved his arms and made his signature gesture: "It's so exciting!"

Against the background of the moonlight, Nakajima looked at the bandage on Shiraishi's arm, giving him the illusion that he was looking at a mummy.In fact, he has always wanted to complain about Senior Shiraishi's bandages, and he never takes them off when he sleeps and takes a bath.Can such a soft precious metal as gold really not be deformed?

Nakajima was flirting with Shiraishi's bandage, when a pillow fell obliquely on Shiraishi's face from Shiraishi's upper bunk.Baishi smiled sinisterly: "Xiaoyan, have you been fascinated by my posture after watching it for so long, do you want to move around together?"

"Senior Shiraishi, enough is enough for you." Nakajima threw the pillow back the same way.He even pulled the quilt off Baishi's body to the ground, and had a frank meeting with Baishi.

If Nakajima would not dare to fight Shiraishi like this normally, there is no one in 201 who is not black.However, they will leave this training camp the day after tomorrow, and even if Baishi wants to be black, he will not find a chance.

"Xiaoyan, you cheated." Baishi hurriedly picked up his underwear and put it on, while attacking Nakajima with a pillow again, "Today I will show you how powerful senior is."

201 Two of them participated in the pillow fight, and the other two were naturally not to be outdone.In the end, each of the four people used their newly learned moves abroad, and the pillow fight was quite lively.

A direct consequence of late night pillow fights and travel fatigue was that the 201 foursome simply overslept the next day.After all kinds of serial killing calls didn't work, Hiyoshi hurriedly opened the door of 201.

"I'm really convinced that you are still sleeping, get up quickly." Hiyoshi pulled Nakajima up from the quilt as soon as he entered the door, "Coach Saito is looking for you."

"Really, don't lie to me." Nakajima looked at Hiyoshi sleepily, with no desire to get up at all, "The game is over, we are going to start training again today, right?"

"You forgot the farewell party that the coach said, we are going to have a show." Hiyoshi pulled Nakajima up from the bed vigorously, and threw the Japanese team uniform on Nakajima, "You still have 15 minutes, Saito The coach will see you immediately."

"Oh my god, I don't want to make a show." Nakajima was in total collapse, and the particularly bad premonition from yesterday came again.

Nakajima hurriedly dressed with the help of Hiyoshi, and hurried to the coaching staff to report.Coach Saito's power Nakajima is quite clear, he doesn't want to be hacked miserably for being late.

Nakajima originally wanted to get a reduced sentence from Coach Saito by virtue of his cleverness, but Coach Jun didn't want to let these people go.High school students can't move around, junior middle school students are too dark, and second graders are the best bullies.

From Nakajima announcing the show until the night before the dance, the second graders struggled with ballet all day long.Their program was the finale of the last group, and the variation of more than a minute went without any problems and received the most applause.

The programs of the other team members are also very attentive, and it is completely impossible to tell that they were prepared temporarily today.All the players who could play appeared, and even the u70 group that Nakajima complained about privately sang a love song chorus. (You can grasp who u70 is by yourself)

Many people leave this training camp every year, and the chance of meeting them again in the future may be quite slim.All the players on the field gave their best performances, and they all hoped that their last carnival would not leave any regrets.

After the performance, it was free time to make noise. Along with the beat of the music, a group of high school students started the dance mode.Several coaches also joined them, not at all as serious as usual.

After finally tossing about his performance, Nakajima changed out of his costume as fast as he could and went to the cafeteria to look for food.The clothes were too uncomfortable, and he didn't want to torture himself anymore.

Just as Nakajima was sitting in the cafeteria and eating hard, a glass of drink appeared in front of Nakajima.Nakajima looked in the direction of the arm, and found that the person who came was actually Senior Irie.

"Senior Irie, why are you here?" Nakajima thumped in his heart, he didn't understand why Irie came to find him.Nakajima didn't have a deep impression of this senior, and there was almost no intersection during the two months of training and competition.

"Don't be so nervous, I'm here to give you a badge." Irie handed over his No.11 badge to show his sincerity, but Nakajima didn't dare to accept it.

"Senior, are you serious?" Nakajima's mood was very complicated, did he give himself this badge so easily?

Nakajima's doubts were not unreasonable. The ghost asked him to go back the night he got the badge in the first-armed substitution match a month ago, even if he won it after a hard-fought game.This time I entered the river so easily and gave it to myself, God knows what will be waiting for me.

"Of course it is serious. This is the tradition of U17. When the players form a group due to age, they will pass on their badges to the younger generation they are optimistic about." Irie's expression is never serious, "You Will you succeed me as the new gatekeeper?"

"Isn't the gatekeeper the role of Oni-senpai?" Even though Irie's seriousness does not seem to be fake, Nakajima is still a little puzzled, "Why did you come to talk to me, and Sanada-senpai should be more suitable for this role than I seem."

"So I came to you. You should have noticed that I am also a member of the First Army placed by the coach in the Second Army." Irie explained calmly, "Both of us are gatekeepers, but one is in the Ming Dynasty. One is dark."

"As you said, Sanada will take over the position on the bright side of the ghost." Seeing that Nakajima understood what he meant, Irie continued, "And you are secretly exercising the responsibility of the gatekeeper."

Although Irie had made it very clear, Nakajima still did not accept the badge: "Senior, are you sure you think I can take on this responsibility?"

Irie is a senior in high school, and his strength and qualifications are sufficient in this u17 training camp. Naturally, there is no problem for him and Gui to act as gatekeepers, and they can easily face no matter what kind of situation arises.

And Nakajima will only be in the third grade next year, even if he is strong enough, it will not be easy to manage his seniors as a junior.In addition, Nakajima himself does not seem to be a very dignified person, and his sense of presence on the surface is quite low.Can such a self control those seniors? Nakajima is skeptical about himself.

"So you are exercising the rights of the gatekeeper in secret." Entering the river said again bitterly, "You don't need to doubt, because it is you, so you can definitely do it. Or do you despise the No. 11 ranking?"

Originally, Irie, like Tokugawa, did not shift his attention to Nakajima. Compared with other middle school students, Nakajima's sense of presence is indeed not high.It wasn't until the French team's game that Irie was amazed by Nakajima's performance that he didn't notice him.

Originally, Irie hesitated whether his mission would be for Nakajima or Atobe, but Nakajima's comprehensive conditions are indeed more suitable for the secret gatekeeper than Atobe.Irie, who made up his mind, did not hesitate, and went directly to Nakajima for today's conversation.

Irie believes in his own vision, and knows that the other party will definitely accept his request.He is just waiting for an answer, waiting for Nakajima to say that he is willing. (Why is this sentence written so awkwardly...)

"How is it possible, the number of rankings will not affect the final decision to play, and if there is a position I like, I can call it back by myself." Nakajima took Irie's badge and took it carefully, "Thank you, Irie Senior. I will perform my duties well and will never disappoint your hopes."

"Well, I believe it. I will leave this place to you in the future." Irie bowed deeply to Nakajima, and then left here without looking back.

Irie has chosen his successor, and he is also willing to believe that the team members he chooses can fulfill his entrustment.Irie will not regret the decision he has made, but occasionally he will have a bit of regret. His mission in this training camp is over.

Nakajima watched Irie leave, and waited until the sound of the other party's footsteps completely disappeared before turning his head and speaking to the shadow in the corner: "Come out, I know you are here."