"Ah Qian, do you want to meet this freshman?" The little boy wearing glasses next to him pushed him with his elbow.

Dai Qianxun put away the phone coldly, and shook her head: "You can tell from the tone of your voice that you are a brat who doesn't know where you are."

"I used to have parties with my seniors, and the two of us don't even know whether our juniors are male or female. Are you not interested?" the man with glasses continued.

"Mukai-san, let me ask you a question, if your junior is a girl, can you still talk?" Dai ruthlessly complained about her friend who would become dumb when she saw a woman.

"..." Mukai bowed his head silently and said nothing.

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Seeing that it was almost time, I threw away Masami Tachibana who had been talking to me, and went to the basketball court with my laptop in my arms.When he arrived, Seijuro was already training with the team. He was a recruited player, so he was naturally included in the main draft. I looked at the other players in the main draft, and they were all basically the same as the data I collected.

In order to make myself an effective fighting force, I re-improved the program I used to analyze basketball game videos, entered all the data of Luoshan's current positive selection, and made future training predictions and goal charts.

There was a 10-minute break in the middle of the training, and Seijuro walked towards me, took a towel to wipe the sweat off his face, and said to me, "You are here."

"The application has been submitted, and I am waiting for the supervisor to call me for an interview." I nodded.

"The Akashi family will have no problems."

"Naturally." Hearing my name being called, "Seijuro, I'm going."

Pushing open the door, I bowed and sat down on the chair in front of the desk, "Hello, Supervisor Platinum, I am Haruka Mitsushima, a first-year student."

"I saw in your application that you want to be the manager of the First Army, but you don't seem to have any experience as a manager. The manager of a basketball team is not an easy job." Bai Jin Yongzhi looked at me seriously.

Shirokane Yongji, who was the captain of the Japanese national team before retiring, has strict requirements on people and things, and it is exactly as I searched.I put my hands on the computer on my lap, straightened up and said to him: "If it is about tidying up the club room, locker room and basketball court, preparing drinking water and clean towels, I don't think the supervisor wants to remind me. , the most important thing for the manager of the first army is to assist in supervising and training with the team.”

"This requires more experience." He looked into my eyes.

I turned on the computer and typed a few times on the keyboard, and the player data page about Luoshan was displayed, and I turned the computer on my hand to show him, "This is some predictive analysis I made based on the data collected in advance. The Diguang Basketball Club is still in use now. In order to fit Luoshan’s training, I have optimized it as a whole, and can enter the data of the entire army, and arrange everyone’s practice at the right time according to your training plan. Supervisor, I’m not here The basketball club is a boring person looking at boys, and it is my wish to help everyone continue the glory of Luoshan."

Platinum glanced at me again, and said lightly, "Go and train with me, the other manager of the First Army is outside."

"Thank you supervisor." I closed my notebook, turned and walked out the door.

The only manager of the First Army is Shota Higuchi, who is in the second grade. I looked at the squinting black-haired boy standing by the basketball court, and he happened to look over.

"Senior Higuchi, I am Haruka Mitsushima who just passed the interview and became the manager of the first army. Please give me more advice in the future."

"Ah, there is actually a girl who is willing to be the manager of the basketball department. Xiaoyao Xuemei is too beautiful, so don't be scared away by these boys." Such a flirtatious guy, I frowned.

"Senior, can you give me a copy of the training data of everyone in the first army?" I opened the notebook and held it in one hand.

"Okay, but what are you going to do?" He handed me the information board he was holding in his hand.

I took the things and sat cross-legged on the sidelines, "Do follow-up work."

When they reached the second round of training, I basically got all the information that was not entered, Higuchi bent down and looked at my computer screen, "Wow, Xiaoyao, are you a technical geek!"

"Bad...almost." I tidied up my skirt and stood up, took the completed system to find Supervisor Platinum, helped him download the coaching program on his mobile phone, and told him that he could see it through his smartphone in the future All training data.

After all, the number of people this time is a bit too high, and I happen to be a member of the school's technical team. I applied to the school for permission to use the server in the name of the basketball club early in the morning, so that no matter how heavy the traffic is, I won't be afraid.Of course, it's just a mere twenty or so people.

Before the end of training on the first day, Supervisor Platinum held a meeting for the First Army collectively in the department room. The first proposal was for Akashi Seijuro to take over the No. [-] jersey and become the captain. The second proposal was to use my system as the central indicator for future training. .

The second item is nothing, what the hell is the first item, he is going to be the captain in the first grade this time?

God, look at this unreasonable man.

"Let Mandao explain the rest." After Platinum finished speaking, he walked out, and I opened the projection on one side and stood in front of everyone.

"Hi everyone, I am Haruka Manshima, a first-year student who joined the first army today and became a manager." I pointed at the screen and looked at them, "Please scan it with your mobile phone, and then download this program. The username login is your full name Roman accent, all lowercase and no spaces. The default password is the six letters after the name. In the future, everyone’s training data will be fed back on this page, and the supervisor will also check everyone’s practice through the page. Because it is used internally, so Please don't spread the word lightly, this will cause unnecessary trouble, if there is a problem, you can raise it now."

"Yes! I want to ask the manager if you have a boyfriend?" I glanced at it, and it was Yu Yoshizawa, who was in the second grade.

"No." I smiled.

The boys below started to stir up a commotion, God knows why high school boys are so annoying.

"Okay, everyone, if you have nothing else to do, you can go back." Seijuro stood up with a cold face and looked at everyone, the atmosphere in the entire department became a little depressed.

Then they actually went out obediently?

Woohoo, Akashi Seijuro, what kind of medicine did you give them!

Only a few of them are still sitting, well, that guy Nebuya fell asleep sitting in the corner, Hayama Kotaro is playing mobile games with his head down, as for the rest of them, Shibuchi Lingyang is having fun. look at my face.

"Finally, I don't have to stare at Zhengtai's wretched eyes all day long," Mibuchi said. Whether it was his voice or his body language, including his smooth black hair and fair skin, I began to doubt the person in front of me for a while. gender, "Having a cute school girl like Xiaoyao as a manager, the taste of bad boys in the basketball team will be reduced by half."

"Heh...heh, thank you Mibuchi-senpai." I smiled awkwardly, feeling the cold gaze from Seijuro's direction, I picked up the computer and said to Mibuchi, "Then I'll go first, see you, Senpai." He quickened his pace and followed him out.

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"Sei... Seijuro?" Akashi walked ahead and heard her tentative voice behind.

He knew early on that it was normal for Man Dao to encounter such a situation in the basketball team, and he should not have agreed to let her be the manager at that time.

"Hey," she stopped, "who the hell messed with you again?"

"Haruka is not worthy of those ants." Akashi turned to meet her eyes.

"..." She didn't know why she showed a helpless expression again, "Master, you must let me talk to others."

Yes, it seems unreasonable to be like this, but as soon as anyone looks at her like that, Akashi will start to get inexplicably angry.

Sure enough, Haruka Mandao, the former bad girl, is better, after all, no one dares to look at her like that.

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"Mandao, you really like playing with computers." During the lunch break, Tachibana, Nanami, and I were eating in the cafeteria. With a sandwich in my mouth, I was looking at the computer screen and typing codes with both hands.

This month is the time for the school system review, and I have to do it again, otherwise I don't want to be accused of negligence if something goes wrong.The software of the basketball club has been running fine, and I also taught Higuchi how to input everyone's daily training data, so I don't need to bother.

"Well, no brother no (I don't play computer games)." I replied to her with a piece of bread in my mouth.

"I see you've been staring at the screen all day," Qihai leaned over and took a look, "Oh, why are there all symbols I don't recognize."

Suddenly, I felt that the sunlight behind me seemed to be blocked, and Tachibana and Nanami who were opposite me also showed nympho expressions, I turned my head to look.

Isn't it Akashi Seijuro?

Nanami, are you a big man!

Wait a minute, Akashi Seijuro?

Fuck, he caught me not eating properly again.

"Haruka, come with me."

I closed the computer, smiled bitterly, and was dragged out of the cafeteria by him under the eyes of Nanami and Tachibana.

"I didn't skip meals on purpose. It's because I didn't have time. The review will be done in the afternoon." I lowered my head and admitted my mistake. He opened the lunch box and found two freshly made hot rice balls inside. He ordered me to eat them with his eyes. .

I curled my lips, sat on the bench next to the cafeteria, and ate hard.

"I know your usual habit of doing things. If you say you don't have time, then leave at least half an hour for you to buffer. If that's the case, then finish your lunch for me." He sat next to me and took my bosom He opened the computer in the bag and opened the bottled oolong tea in the lunch bag.

"Understood." I stammered back.

Seijuro watched me eat two rice balls before returning the computer to me, then he patted my head and stood up and said, "This is not an example."

I nodded and watched him walk towards the building of the student union.

That's right, Master Akashi, who has only started school for less than a month, has become the president of the student union again.

Of course he is not human.

After a busy noon, I finally finished the system review before the class bell rang, and I received a message from the group as soon as I uploaded it.

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Tech nerd camp (6)

Sai: Joshua, your speed is too fast, I haven't done it yet.

Joshua: The class is about to start, I must finish it quickly.

Sai: It seems that my job can only let the MC come.

Joshua: Doesn't the minister have to go to class?

Sai: He plays truant from school on Wednesday afternoons.

MC: It's fun for you guys to blow my story here.

Sai: Ah, you showed up, hurry up, I still have the last part, you must finish it in 5 minutes, I will pass it on to you.

Mrs. P: The great MC is really extraordinary.

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The class bell rang, and I put away my phone and looked up at the teacher.

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Dai Qianxun snorted, picked up the light novel that was put aside, unscrewed the door lock of the roof, walked to the computer room that was originally reserved for the technical team and now only for himself, turned on the computer and continued the work that Mukai had not finished.

He looked out the window here, and suddenly saw the flaxen-haired girl sitting by the window on the third floor opposite.

Ah, it's her.

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"Senior Nebuya, you really don't need to do muscle strengthening training anymore, please let go of the barbell here, I won't lift it for you." I watched as I just lay down and raised my hands barbell for him.

"No way, that's what you have to do to be invincible around the rim," he retorted.

"Then forget it yourself." I deliberately added more weight on both sides, anyway, it must be the kind that he can't lift alone. The barbell is pressing on his chest, and his face is flushed.

"Mando! Mando!" he struggled.

"So, do you want to continue practicing?" I turned around.

His eyes told me that he would not practice anymore, I bent down, tensed my muscles and clamped the barbell back hard.

"Very good," I patted the shoulder of Nebuya who sat up, "Seniors can only be stronger if they are obedient."

"Xiaoyao really has a way to deal with this muscular idiot." Mibuchi said to me with a smile while sitting on the side training his leg muscles.

"After all, not everyone is like Senior Lingyang." I took out my phone and gave him a glance, "Look, this is your growth curve, Senior, and you are in very good condition."

"Really? As expected of me." Mibuchi showed a charming smile like a woman.

Seijuro was running on the treadmill, and I looked at him. Of course, in terms of growth, this guy's curves are the most terrifying. Obviously, no matter whether it is strength, speed or physical fitness, it doesn't seem to have changed much. But each prediction only leads to better potential.

The Generation of Miracles really aren't normal people.

"Sister Yaoxue, can you really hack into other people's computers and look at data casually like in the movie?" Hayama Kotaro seemed to regard my calculator expertise as some kind of magical superpower, "Wow, then don't you Do whatever you want."

"Senior, you can't do illegal and criminal things," I held my forehead, "And I won't help you install cheats on the game!"

Hayama lowered his head and walked away in frustration.

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