[Tennis] Mountains and Flowing Water

"Aren't you talking about Houshan?"

"It's more beneficial not to tell."

"okay."

In the meeting room, Yukimura analyzed the method of promotion: "We are newly joined junior high school students, and we should enter each court one after another through individual substitution matches, and then perform group substitutions. The list of individual competitions is determined by the coach. Come on; the team competition also needs to be initiated by the team leader, but the team leader probably won't be able to be a junior high school student... tsk."

"Anyway, let's wait for the coach to arrange, Jingshi."

After a few minutes of contemplation, Yukimura finally made a decision: "Train independently this afternoon, and—" A somewhat worn-out map was laid out on the table, "Divide each area, explore the road first, and mark out the surveillance cameras. Including indoors." Not only Xu You, Yukimura also hated this kind of "surveillance".

"We try our best to find a training place where we can not be seen."...How come the more you say it, the more it looks like a spy war?

"above."

In the monitoring room in the afternoon, Kurobe took a sip of black tea and changed the screen from time to time.

Most of the junior high school students are walking around to familiarize themselves with the environment, but Li Hai's approach is intriguing.

They spread out and wandered around in different areas, and they all felt that they had special intentions.

There's no way, Lihai has ten people.

"Oh, it hurts..." Saito bowed his head and entered the door, "Is tomorrow's list finalized?"

"Not sure yet."

"Oh?"

Kurobe stepped on his feet, and the swivel chair faced Saito: "Do you think I should choose one from Lihaili?" The defeat of the winning team is more powerful than the disastrous defeat of the quasi-winning members of the country.

They have to give junior high school students a disqualification first.

"Who are your candidates?"

"Taocheng or Kawamura in Aigaku; Jack or Sanada in Lihai."

"Why not choose Yukimura?" Tuo Zhi's proposal was immediately rejected twice: "No!"

"We can't see through Yukimura." Kurobe calmed down for a few seconds, "Lihai University High School is famous for "strength first".He was able to beat No.11 Fujiwara in the first grade, what do you think? "If the car overturns, it will all be messed up.

"And you have to be careful with Yukimura-kun." Saito seemed a little troubled, "Three out of our 20 candidates are from Likai University." They have also been with Yukimura for a year or two.

Yukimura is the leader of Lihai, in case he falls out with the training camp, say: I will prepare for next year's all-day youth, or the Australian Open youth men's singles.

Saito felt that at least [-]% of those with the Lihai mark would run away, and [-]% would be debuffed.

That little guy Fukuyama must be the fastest runner, every time he sees Rong Cang who is in charge of the dormitory, he will grit his teeth.

What hatred, what resentment?

Isn't it just to arrange the former Lihai Shuangbi dormitory farther away?

Don't you still love each other on the 11th and 12th?

"Then Sanada won't do it?"

"No." Saito vetoed again, "I don't think this will hurt them." The subtle difference between the high school students and the junior high school students is equivalent to losing the game.

Kurobe looked at the screen and sighed softly: "Let's choose Taocheng of Qingxue."

Li Hai was too hot.

In the afternoon, Yukimura took a walk around the 16 golf courses. Besides Matsumoto and Takeda, the familiar seniors also had Eguchi and Ise who were in the same class as Mori. Because of their good results in the high school rookie competition and the Kanto 2nd-level cup, they were selected this summer. enlist.They are currently in the 5th field.

"Congratulations to Yukimura-kun for achieving consecutive championships." The short-haired Eguchi looked happy, "Although we have not been able to enter the quasi-presidential election, it is pretty good to be a whetstone."

"Where, Eguchi-san and Ise-san both worked hard last year."

"We just want to come here to broaden our horizons and meet various types of opponents." Ise clasped his arms, "It's a pleasant surprise that Yukimura-kun and Fujiwara-san participated, and I feel more motivated."

"Haha, this is not Lihai."

"I'm used to it." Eguchi smiled, and turned the racket in his hand, "Please give me more advice from now on, Yukimura-kun. Adhering to Lihai's tradition, we will work hard to improve."

"Yes, please come on."

"As ordered!"

"We talked for a long time."

Unlike junior high school students who drove the two whispering to the back mountain when they first came, this kind of friendship between the same schools should not be interrupted.What's more, Ise and Eguchi Saikuni are both reserve forces for the next two years.It's not as good as Maori, but at least it's at the level of No. 5. There's no need to abruptly lower their favorability for the training camp.

This is the tricky point for the people of Lihai.They are very clear about their positioning, purpose, and goals, and they don't come if they feel that it is meaningless, and it is difficult for those who come to control their thoughts.

To their Minister Jun is very well-behaved.

After dinner, ten people gathered in a small conference room to share the exploration results of their respective areas.

"Except for private spaces such as dormitories and changing rooms, cameras are basically installed in all public places." This is Liu who is mainly in charge of the interior. "But the facilities are very complete, and there is a library on the second floor."

"Outside the 16 venues, there are many stadiums scattered around, and there are cameras, which are relatively hidden."

"I found a place that wasn't monitored." King Ni raised his braids forward, "It's far away, and the tennis wall next to it is full of potholes. I guess those experts don't like monitoring."

"It's really not possible, we can 'accidentally' break one." Senior Fukuyama made a good start.

"Well. Let's take a look at the specific location. If necessary, go there to train yourself."

"Okay, go back and rest."

When Yukimura returned to 201, Shiraishi was not there, Fuji was sitting at the table reading a book, and Tezuka was asleep.

"Yukimura-kun?"

"Fuer-kun." Yukimura was a little sleepy, and lay down on the bed after a few simple greetings.

[I'm not used to it. ] The light in the room was dimmed, and there was the long breathing of Tezuka who went to bed early.Yukimura looked up at the ceiling with his left hand on the floor.

Whether he will join the tennis team after high school is unknown.

Although You-kun is directly promoted, he made it clear that he will not join the high school tennis club; Sanada is going to start working hard on his studies in order to prepare for the civil service class 1 exam in the future, and is hesitating whether to go directly to the famous high school in Yokohama; Renji , Yagyu are also hesitating; Bunta, Jack Zhisheng, do not know whether to join the high school tennis club; Nioh has always been uncertain.

During the three years of junior high school, Yukimura felt faintly tired because of too much stress.

just forget it.

No matter how distracted, I won't be able to catch up with Youjun.

The next morning, the bulletin board announced the list of individual substitutions, and Momoshiro was on the list, and his opponent was Jujiro Oni.

"A power-based duel." Yukimura habitually put on his jacket and lowered his voice, "I don't think Momoshiro-kun can win." And at least there will be a big gap in the score, which is in line with the coach's intention.

"Wow...it looks like a big guy." Kirihara was hugged by Marui: "You won't be afraid of Chi, right?"

"No!"

"As the seniors said, when it comes to facing this kind of high school students, Akaya and Hirakawa had better not force it." Liu reminded again, "You have to learn to protect yourself on the court." , and does not have the high evasion derived from kendo like Sanada, nor does he have the ability to control the overall situation.

The Big Three didn't have any skills, and they couldn't make a name for themselves in the national competition in the first grade.

"Oh."

"Yes."

"You can't lose, you can't lose." Taocheng said to himself, shaking hands with the ghost who was about ten centimeters taller than him, "Let me see the strength of field 5."

"Hmph." The ghost ignored it. [By reaching the final of the mere team competition, do you think you can stand out from the crowd? ]

[Naive, naive! ]

"Come on, Peach City!"

After a small ball, Taocheng made a double backhand grip.

"Peach City's unique skill - Jackknife!"

"Go to Taocheng, give him a meeting gift!"

[So ordinary, but also worthy of being called a stunt? ] Gui backhanded the high-speed ball head-on with both hands, and then easily hit another Jackknife.

tom!

The racket with the black and purple frame was sent flying and rubbed against the ground for a short distance.

After the ghost finished, he waved, stood up straight, and slowly reported the score: "Love-fifteen."

[Xiao Douding, who is still playing in the shallows,] "Let me feel the turbulence of the sea."

"It's not good." Dashi saw that Taocheng once again lost control and went out of bounds on the field, "The power of ghosts is much stronger than Taocheng."

Bu Er squeezed his chin: "This has something to do with individuals, but it can make Taocheng difficult to parry, so the gap is too big, right?"

"It's not just the power brought by pure speed." Tezuka shook his head, "There are also factors such as curl, slapping point, body posture, center of gravity position, etc. It is related to the quality of the ball and the processing ability of the receiver. "

"yes......"

"At the end of the set, Ghost wins [6-0]."

"Time."

Yukimura looked at his watch: "9 minutes and 04 seconds."

"Barely, let's do it." For No.1 in the main election.

A drop of sweat dripped from the foot of the ice emperor next to Lihai. [As expected of Yukimura-kun, his focus is different from that of ordinary people. ] It's just that if Qingxue heard this... would he be disgusted?

"Taocheng, is your wrist alright?"

Kawamura felt uneasy: "I'm trembling all the time, so don't force it."

"No!" Taocheng tried to hold the racket, "I will never give up!" At least, at least win one point!

"Overestimating one's abilities." The ghost snorted softly, and the force of the swing in his hand remained undiminished.

"what......"

"Senior Taocheng!"

"Tsk." The ghost stood up holding the pat, "In the face of absolute strength, put away your poor pride and persistence." Because it's not worth mentioning.

Taocheng grasped the tiger's mouth of his right hand tightly, the pain there was far beyond numbness, but to Gui's surprise, the little opponent in front of him still tried to pick up the racket on the ground.

"It looks more serious." Marui was a little worried, "Momoshiro-kun still has a childish temper, but Tezuka-san isn't. Why don't you stop?"

"Well... After all, this is a national training camp..."

"puri."

"Approximately, it should be a wrist strain." Xu You frowned, "Is it so rash?"

"It also has something to do with the habit of gripping the racket and swinging." Yukimura didn't show much emotion, "But it really doesn't matter."

[It's so unreliable. ]X2

"Game over, Ghost win [6-0, 6-0]."

Of course the ghost would not consider releasing water, but he had to admire Taocheng's perseverance: "Climb up with all your strength, Taocheng." The world stage is not so easy to climb.

"I won't give up!" Taocheng gritted his teeth, the back of the ghost in front of him was only a short distance away, but seemed too far away to be seen clearly.

During the casual discussion, Taocheng was surrounded by Qing Xue's teammates to comfort him, and he probably had to go to the infirmary to deal with it.

Kurobe's voice came out from the loudspeaker: "Junior high school students, please come to the stadium to assemble on time at 1:[-] p.m. Now free and easy, above."

"What? Let's reminisce about the strength of high school students?" Marui kept talking.

"I'll go outside to do basic activities, you can do whatever you want." Yukimura turned his head, "You-kun together?"

"it is good."

"puri." Nioh hunched over, "Let's go."

"Adieu."

"Daily training is necessary." Sanada walked into the room, presumably to get the gravity buckle.

"Chi Ye, Xiao Yan, come with me."

"Yes!"

"It's gone so fast." Marui patted Jack on the shoulder, "I'm going to practice physical fitness." With a three-set system, Marui estimated that he would not be able to play until the final set.

"I am coming too!"

"You have four lungs, go and practice your serve."

On the court in the afternoon, 58 junior high school students stood in groups with brightly colored team uniforms.

"Junior high school students, this afternoon, ouch... it hurts..."

"It's different from the coach in the morning."

"Who is that person?"

"Okay, so high..."

Saito rubbed his forehead with a big horn: "Sorry, I just hit my head."

"Here, hello everyone. I'm U17's spiritual coach, Saito. After seeing everyone's performance yesterday, the level is really good."

"However, on the spiritual level, many people still have a lot of room for improvement. Now, this is my duty."

"Spiritual level." Yukimura was full of interest, "I have sharpened the edges and corners, and then I want to hang a candy?"

"The first round of judging the strength of junior high school students will be conducted in the afternoon. But the number of people is a bit too much..." Saito smiled lightly, "In short, for now, please divide into groups of two and form teams freely. "

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There are changes in the U17 training camp, which is different from the original book, and the plot of the World Cup will be greatly changed.