Wangwangzhi Never Miss You

In a blink of an eye, Sunday is Monday.

Early this morning, there was a boxy package at the door of the club office of Lihai University Tennis Club.After opening it, I realized that it was an invitation letter from the "Middle School Tennis Association", inviting Lihai University (formerly) candidates to participate in the national representative selection training for high school students from November to the winter vacation, referred to as "U -17 training camp".

Looking at the familiar "U-17 Training Camp" invitation letter, Seiichi Yukimura, who was in a good mood, secretly said: U-17 is finally coming.

Liu Lian-er, who is good at collecting data, only spent half a day collecting information about the "U-17 training camp". Taking advantage of the rare time when everyone gathered for lunch, he shared the latest information.

"Every year, the 'Secondary School Tennis Association' will call about 250 high school students to participate in the 'U-17 Training Camp', and select 20 elites from among the elites, who will represent the country in international competitions. Fifty elites have been produced, this is the first time..."

"So this time we junior high school students will have a chance to be selected for the national team?" Yagyu Hiroshi immediately grasped the key point.

National team?

"That's true. No matter what the situation is, it is impossible for Lihai University to lose to other schools!" Seiichi Yukimura, who knew more about the "U-17 training camp" than Renji Yanagi, said with his usual gentle expression.

"That's right!"

"The king stands tall in the sea!"

"No dead ends!"

After shouting the slogan, Fuji Shusuke rested his chin with one hand, glanced lazily at Akaya Kirihara, who was very excited because he was also invited, and said slowly: "The training time is from November until November. It lasted until the winter vacation, right?"

In fact, before Fuji Shusuke opened his mouth, following his gaze towards Kirihara Chiya, everyone present vaguely guessed what Fuji Shusuke wanted to say.

"Puff~"

Although the teaching progress of each school is not the same, but the middle and early December is the day of the second semester exam, which is almost the same.Bu Erzhou helped eight third-graders, even if there were difficult subjects, they would not fail the exams.The worst plan is to go straight to the middle school as a tennis player.

So the only thing to worry about is probably the cute second grade mascot Akaya Kirihara.

"Hey~" The eight third-year seniors who guessed that even if they went straight to high school, they would still have to worry about their studies in their little kelp, shook their heads in unison and sighed softly.

Faced with the abnormally neat expressions of the eight third-year seniors above his head, Kirihara Chi also frowned instantly: "I'm only in the second grade now, and the seniors are still worried about themselves..."

Yukimura Seiichi, who had already experienced a similar situation back then, didn't wait for Kirihara Akiya to finish speaking, and said straightforwardly: "Anyway, even if it's the 'U-17 training camp', Kirihara can't relax his studies! Liu, In a while, you will go to Kirihara's teacher and ask about the scope of next month's exam. Zhou Zhu, Yagyu, please follow Liu to draw the key points for Kirihara according to the scope of the exam, and it is best to come up with some practice questions."

"Okay." The school bully who has occupied the top three in the performance list all year round responded.

"Minister, I, I don't want tutoring..." It's a pity that Kirihara Akaya's little protest was directly ignored by Yukimura Seiichi.

The job of supervising Akaya Kirihara has always been Genichiro Sanada's errand, and this time is obviously no exception.Genichiro Sanada took the initiative to say without even needing Seiichi Yukimura's signal, "You can rest assured, Yukimura. You won't relax!"

So, cute little kelp, you should obediently grow up healthily under the care of the seniors.

After that, I asked the school for leave, told the elders about the training camp, then packed up my belongings, and got on the bus to the "U-17 training camp" on time... Almost every player in my tennis club was "middle school tennis player" Association" selection, all colleges and universities follow this set of procedures.

On the other hand, the high school students who were training at the U-17 training camp also heard that as many as [-] junior high school students will be sent to the training camp this year to compete with them for the national team.

"What? Picked fifty middle school students?"

"Hahaha, I heard you right. Those little brats from middle school, if they come here, I'm afraid they won't be able to survive even three days."

"No."

"But junior high school students...those little devils, how about we 'love' them?!" The high school students who were jogging around the playground suddenly heard about this and looked at each other. , quickly exchanged views.

When it came to the day of the training camp, Buer Zhouzhu took the bus and spent nearly two hours driving around in circles into the mountainous area. In front of a slope with a high fence.The surrounding forests are lush, even though it is late autumn, they are still luxuriant.

Standing at the gate, Fuji Zhousuke looked around habitually, and besides the big camera probe above his head, he found two more in the secret place, which seemed to be heavily guarded.

"The environment here is very good, at least the air is fresh." Fuji Shusuke squinted his eyes and smiled.

"The junior high school kid in front..." Two high school students popped up from the bushes on the side, calling out to help a few weeks, "The coaches carefully selected the super junior high school students who were specially allowed to participate in this year's training camp You guys, I'm talking about you."

Seiichi Yukimura, who was wearing a sports coat, raised his eyebrows and looked at the two high school students standing in front of him with interest. He placed a few cans on the unused court and said that each of them had ten balls. Chance, hit those three cans.

Ha ha, such an interesting thing did not happen back then.

"It's not difficult to ask, junior high school kids. If you can't do it, then don't even think about messing around here. It's better to pack your bags early and get out!"

"Hey, it seems interesting, Seichi."

"Well, then play hard, it's rare to have ten chances." Yukimura Seiichi smiled and looked at his own tennis team members standing beside him, with a very gentle expression on his face.

After 15 minutes, Yukimura Seiichi, who was wearing a coat, walked out of the unused tennis court with Fujisuke and the others in a good mood.In the tennis court, there are N large holes left on one side of the barbed wire, and the abstract five rings of the Olympic Games can be vaguely seen.

The two high school students who blocked the way fell down on the tennis court and muttered to themselves, "It's over, it's over, if the coaches find out..."

Before the words fell, the crumbling Olympic rings finally fell off the barbed wire on one side, and then hit the ground with a loud noise.