About me getting up at 04:30 every day for the basketball and volleyball club

Unable to restrain his temper, the price of kicking the back of the Shinkansen seat is naturally a bit heavy.

Gong Yoo was fined to carry the luggage.

From the coach down to Miyaji, he is solely responsible for moving into the dormitory where he stayed for this training camp.

But the training camp is not travel, and the most valuable thing in the bags of a group of stinky boys is probably only two carefully selected pairs of sneakers. As for the clothes, Gong Yoo himself only brought four or five pieces, and they were all light short-sleeved, one-handed Can grab several packages.

But don't forget, now is still the time when typhoons are raging.

Gong Yoo didn't mind carrying it in the rain, but if all the clothes in the bag were wet, he would undoubtedly be sanctioned by the entire Inarigasaki.

He could only hold the umbrella in one hand and carry the bag in the other. He went back and forth between the bus and the dormitory allocated to Inarizaki a few times. Most of his body was soaked by the rain, so he simply took a shower in the dormitory and changed into clean clothes. Only then followed the instructions posted by the training school for outsiders like them to the indoor gymnasium.

From a long distance, Gong You saw the white light from the huge vaulted building through the gray rain curtain.

Like a ship drifting on a turbulent sea, finally saw the ever-bright lighthouse.

——The thought of stepping there to meet new opponents and opportunities fills you with determination.

Gong Yoo couldn't help humming a little tune.

Although a good mood will be affected by bad news, a bad mood can also be replaced by the throbbing of anticipation.

It's good to be able to play volleyball.

Being able to play volleyball with powerful people is a good thing.

He walked into this magnificent indoor gymnasium, and the sound of his nose humming changed from the 00 Theme to the opening song of Ultraman Taro.

Inarizaki was the only team in this training camp wearing an all-black team uniform. He found Miyaji and Obai Alan in the crowd without any difficulty.

One drew him by blood, and the other purely by visual impact.

He thought that since he came so late, he should be able to hear Obai Alan's complaints or Miyaji's sarcasm, but before he got close to Obai Alan, he was called away by Senior Bei.

As for his late arrival, Gong Zhi only glanced at him, and then turned his gaze to other places: "Ah, let's go..."

"What's gone?" Gong You asked.

Spotted someone worthy of attention so quickly?

Striker or setter?

In the end, Miyaji said, "Female manager."

"Huh—?" Gong You frowned, dissatisfied, "Let me put it here first, I don't care about your spring heart, if it affects the training, you should be prepared to have your teeth knocked out by me."

With such a large number of people in the training camp, it is not surprising that there are half of the managers in the class. He doesn't care about who Miyaji sees right now. He only knows that if this person is serious about sex, he will definitely not be able to help but look at his younger brother. punch.

"I have a spring heart?" Gong Zhi couldn't help but sneered as if he heard some joke.

"Why? Is there something wrong?"

"That's right, you're right." Miyaji shrugged nonchalantly, "Hurry up and warm up, I'll be waiting for you."

Gong Yoo could hear the faint expectation from Gong Zhi's words, but he couldn't understand what he was expecting at all.

He raised his head and looked in the direction that Miyaji was watching just now, but he didn't see any female manager, so he didn't get the answer to the question.

Summer has always been inseparable from the national competition.The typhoon is one of the iconic disasters in summer, and its arrival is naturally a proof that the national competition is approaching.

Time seems to be compressed into a capsule, swallowed several times with water, and a day passes suddenly.

In this special period, training games are played, but what kind of school to play with has become extremely particular.

The school that initiated this training camp is Owl Valley Gakuen in Tokyo. In addition to the two schools of Ikukawa Mori, who often cooperate with each other, this time they also invited Inarizaki and Inariyama, the first candidate for the championship.

As far as the lineup is concerned, it is already considered a luxurious class, but for some reason, Gong Yoo always has a strange premonition that cannot be explained.

And he was sure that this feeling was definitely related to the ambiguous smiling face that Miyaji had before.

After Gong Yoo finished warming up, today's training match will soon begin.

Opponents are determined by drawing lots.

In the first game, Inarizaki will face Jingdashan.

"That guy's spike is too disgusting."

Gong You cursed out loud, staring at Jingtashan's main attacker on the opposite side of the net for a moment.

He heard the person in Jingda Mountain call that person Sakuzao.

"His wrist is very soft and flexible."

Miyaji looked at his arm, there was still the feeling of touching the sphere just now.

The rotation turned the volleyball, which is usually very close to them, into a disgusting loach.Even if you catch it, you still need to carefully apply the direction of force, and the ball will fly around, making you anxious and depressed.

If an ordinary smash is just a straight ball with a faster ball speed, then Sakuzaya's smash is a change ball with a strange path.

The way to overcome the straight ball is simple and rough, you only need to react fast enough and strong enough.

But changing the ball is a bit difficult to say.

A person with a weak wrist like Sakusa Seiko is rare even in the baseball league where the wrist wears out the most.

At the same time, Gu Moriyuan of Jingda Mountain also complained about his opponent.

"Gong Gemini is even more annoying than I imagined. Even the other party's mistakes can be remedied so smoothly. Isn't it human to not leave a single flaw?"

Sakuzao glanced at him irritably: "Why do you repeat what everyone knows?"

"Because I saw the twins play for the first time, and I was inexplicably touched!" Gu Senyuan also said, "Maybe this is the unique sorrow of only children, alas."

What's the reason for this?

Sakusa Seiko gave him a complicated look, then turned to look at the scoreboard.

Jingdashan scored 22 points.

Inarizaki 25 points.

Best of two out of three, Inarizaki won.

The only gratifying thing is that the difference between the two teams is not big in every sentence.

"Dive around the field for a circle!"

The chief general of Jingta Mountain yelled, he was clearly the loser but he was full of momentum.Nothing wrong with that though.After all, losing now is better than losing in the capital and national competitions.

Saku looked at the floor of the indoor gymnasium that had been kissed by countless shoe soles in distaste. Even though it was only waxed some time ago, it was only dragged two or three times yesterday afternoon, and now it looks so glamorous. ——Sakuhaya didn't really want to jump up and wriggle like a fish on a chopping board.

But "whether you want to" and "whether you want to do it" are two different things.

Even though he was extremely disgusted in his heart, Sakusa Seiko still lay down on the ground, thumping up and down.

He hates losing more than getting dirty.

After a round of diving around the field, they rested for 5 minutes, and the previous winner, Inarizaki, had already thrown himself into the next practice match.

This is the advantage of an odd number of teams participating in the training camp. During the duel, there is always one team that can stop to review and do finishing exercises.

The sound of the ball hitting the ground, the sound of rubber soles rubbing against the floor, the whistle of the referee, the loud shouts on the court, and the high fives after winning a ball.

Noisy.

A slight smile appeared on Sakusa Seiko's face.

Then he heard a girl's voice: "Do you still need towels? If you don't need them, I'll take them."

As soft as a cloud, like the most peaceful life when you are not angry.

But Yinju was not invited, so she probably wouldn't be here.

"Xiaochen, have you seen it?" Gu Senyuan also moved to his side.

"Look at what?"

"That girl just now is super cute!" Gu Senyuan also opened his arms, trying to concretize her cuteness into something that can be compared.

"Oh. Didn't read it."

"That's quite a pity." Gu Senyuan also said in a firm tone of "you have lost a lot", "I just don't know which school manager she is..."

"Wouldn't it be nice to see which school the tracksuit she's wearing is from?" After a few seconds of silence, Saku answered the question early.

"That's the problem." Gu Senyuan also scratched his head, "She doesn't have a team logo all over her body, she doesn't seem to be from the school that was invited this time."

White steam rose from the steamed rice, but the girl who lifted the lid of the pot was not frightened by the scorching heat wave at all. She faced up to the difficulty, rolled up her sleeves and waved a wooden rice spoon, reaching down to scoop out every grain. The rice sticking to the bottom of the pot was turned upside down.

After the rice was stirred loose, it was all served out, and they were gently spread out on a flat bamboo basket covered with gauze to speed up the cooling.

When it is not so hot, someone will carry the basket of rice to the long table next to it.

Five or six girls gathered around this long table, and in front of each of them was a plate of seaweed, salted plums, salmon floss, or other things that could be easily wrapped into rice balls.

Their movements are uniform, and the slender fingers can make a beautiful triangular rice ball with a single grip, just like the production line of a black factory that employs underage female workers.

"It's only the last ten. Come on everyone."

"What should I do with so much seaweed left?"

"Ah, I also have a lot of mayonnaise here."

"Are there any plums and dried meat floss left?"

"The plums are used up. There is still half a bowl of meat floss."

"Then chop up seaweed, mix it with mayonnaise and meat floss, and let the boy choose whether he wants to dip it or not."

"Training and training, boys training and we girls also training."

After the onigiri trade was delivered, one of Owl Valley's managers, Kaoru Sparrow collapsed on the back of his chair.

"Yes. Since I joined the club, I have never been criticized by the teacher in the home economics class."

Shengchuan's manager was also deeply moved.

"I don't want to experience the experience of making rice balls for 60 people at one time..."

"It's really hell... If Kiyase doesn't come today, we'll probably all die in the kitchen—Yuke, don't steal it!"

"How can it be?" Sai Tsurusheng, who was named, smiled, "I can't make rice balls as fast as you."

"It's great if you're willing to help." Senran's manager, Fujiwara Sawako, held her hand gratefully, "You don't even know how much it was when we heard that Jingdashan and Inarizaki didn't have any managers." Desperation... woo woo woo!"

"I know I know."

She patted Sawako Fujiwara on the back.

As the club manager, Zui Hesheng can understand the anxiety of being so busy that he wants to tear himself in half and use it to order.

When the group of teenagers showed their sharpness on the field, they had to stand behind them, even if the sky fell, they had to say things like "It's okay, don't worry, I'll take care of the rest".

And to make such a beautiful and solemn oath, you need to pay the price of tired hands or broken legs, which is another thing that is not humane.

Competitive sports—or in other words, no matter what field in the world, the easiest way to gain recognition is to show results.

And if there is no result, then the only thing left that can help is "relationship".

The former and the latter are not available in the current Yinju.

So naturally I didn't receive an invitation for this training camp.

In the eyes of Naoi Xue, Yin Kui is a piece of jade in the rough.

Then the members of Xiaogu Senransheng Kawai Kaishan Inarizaki, in the hearts of their respective coaches and supervisors, aren't they brilliant colors that need to be carefully considered?

It's not that you can't play against "weak teams", but when this kind of competition is approaching, no one is willing to spend time on them.

So in the end, it was Zuhesheng, the manager, who was invited here because of the lack of logistics staff.

Although according to her understanding of the current first and second grade cats, that group of people will definitely not be depressed because of this trivial matter, but it is estimated that they will not be so calm.

Think about it, this kind of camp where powerful people gather, they only invite the manager of your team, and as a player, you can only stay in your own school and do the most ordinary practice.

Supervisor Xiaogu, who initiated this training camp, once studied under Yinju's former coach Mao Mata, he had no intention of slapping Yinju, so the current situation can only be caused by the current Yinku himself. result.

They haven't touched the threshold of the national competition for several years, how can they challenge the qualifying teams in various prefectures and counties?

"Yamamoto, it's raining outside, where are you going?" Weifu Yejiu called out to him.

"...I'm going out to relax."

"Come back, sit down." Heiwei Tielang said.

"Senior Black Tail, I—I can't calm down..."

"Ah, do you think you are the only one who is upset?" Heiwei Tielang raised his eyes to look at him, "Instead of running out in the rain to increase the possibility of getting sick and catching a cold, it's better to remember this kind of 'one day I will Y'all' mood."

He pursed his lips and said to Yamamoto, Grinding, and everyone present, including himself, "This is also part of volleyball."