Prince of Tennis: Start by replicating your talent

Ryuzaki Sumire's face turned pale with anger, and it took her a long time to calm down.

She glanced at the newspaper again, her eyes fixed on the headline "Bingdi teases Yinhua".

This is indeed not the style of Hiraemonori, he would not title the story like this. But he had heard about this incident before, and now even secretly taken photos have been posted. Those were photos of the ball played by Atobe Keigo and Minamikawa that scared Ginka and made him leave in embarrassment.

"This Ice Emperor, hmm, he has some abilities, but he's just too noisy."

She sighed and started talking to herself.

Only when no one is around will she seem to admit how terrifying Hyotei is.

But she also knew very well that she couldn't control them.

"Shintaro's open management style can only be useful for people like Minamikawa Akutsu, right?"

Otherwise, how can this kind of management make the players cohesive?

"Look at Rikkai University, they are also very strong. Although they don't have a coach, everyone practices diligently. There is no trouble like Hyotei and the others!"

Therefore, most players are actually more suitable for traditional training and management. Otherwise,

Having said this, she herself was a little unable to continue.

"Humph, young people nowadays are getting wilder and wilder. The Shou family is relatively obedient. If he were placed in the Ice Emperor

Ryuzaki Sumire fell silent. She couldn't imagine, wouldn't it be even uglier if Qingxue didn't have Tezuka?

At this time, Tezuka and his teammates were training hard on the court. When Inoue Mamoru arrived, they just cooperated and said a few words, and then were arranged by Tezuka to go running.

Inoue Mamoru didn't come here for an interview today, but was at the school board.

He looked at Fuji Teie, Oishi and the others and sighed;

"How about asking for their opinions?"

Although I knew I was meddling in other people's business, I just couldn't bear to see them being delayed here, so I decided to take care of it this time.

However, since we are here at the tennis club, we might as well ask for their opinions.

So Inoue-no-Mori stopped Fuji who was in front and called him aside.

"What's wrong, reporter?"

Bu Er wiped the sweat from his face and asked the question. Although the training was very tiring, he still squinted his eyes and smiled, looking very easy to talk to.

Inoue Moriya asked directly:

Mr. Fuji, what do you think if your tennis team changes its coach?

"Change the coach?" Fuji was stunned for a moment, and looked at Inoue Mamoru in surprise: "It should be impossible to change, right?"

His first reaction was that it couldn't be changed.

Coach Longqi has been at Qingxue for many years and is considered a veteran coach. Over the years, there has been no news of a coaching change.

Therefore, they themselves had never thought about this idea, and guys like Bu Er actually didn't have much time to think about it.

Not only does he not have a strong desire to win, he also won't look for reasons from other people in the team.

He was just too kind. How could he have even thought about changing the coach?

But now that Inoue Mamoru asked this, he suddenly hesitated.

"If changing the coach can make our team stronger, at least it can allow Tezuka's strength and potential to be fully utilized and developed, then that would naturally be good.

Inoue Mamoru was surprised.

He thought Fuji would give a proper answer and remain polite, hoping that Ryuzaki Sumire would stay on the tennis team and teach them.

It can be seen that even someone as docile as Fuji feels that there is something inappropriate about Ryuuzaki Sumire's teaching and management methods.

Inoue Mamoru nodded: "Okay, I understand."

'What is the reporter asking? "

Nothing, just doing a survey.

Bu Er said "oh" and continued training, as if he didn't take the matter to heart.

After all, in his opinion, it was almost impossible for their youth school to change coaches.

Inoue Mamoru called out to Tezuka again.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your training, Tezuka-san, but I have another question for you."

"Ah."

The hand family responded politely, "Excuse me, what do you think if your coach is replaced?

Faced with such a direct question, Tezuka remained calm and it was impossible to capture any thoughts from the expression on his face.

He thought for a moment, and answered calmly and honestly:

"Change the coach? If it's the school's decision, we don't have any ideas."

This answer is flawless and can be said to be a very official answer that leaves no room for doubt.

Inoue Mamoru was a little disappointed.

Kunimitsu Teie is such a great student.

It is precisely because of this that I have been able to endure it until now.

To be honest, Bing Shangshou suddenly understood what Nanchuan had said to him before:

Shoujia was delayed for a year, and there were also his own reasons. Now it seems that he paid too much attention to this "senior and senior culture" and the expectations of others, which trapped himself in the place. Of course, Inoue Mamoru also hopes that everyone can always abide by the senior and senior culture, but he also knows that everything must be based on the actual situation.

After all, you are still a junior high school student, and some things can only be done step by step.

He sighed, "No other ideas?"

When asked further, Shoujia remained silent again.

Just when Inoue Mamoru thought he wouldn't answer again, he suddenly spoke again.

"If we really change the coach, I hope the new coach can give us a more targeted and systematic training plan, and can also listen to the players' truest ideas and make arrangements based on the actual situation."

It was the first time that Inoue Mamoru heard Teie say so many words at once.

He was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, Tezuka had already walked away and continued to join in the training.

Well, I know what you think, and I will do my best to help you, but what will be the final result? It is not up to me. "

Inoue Mamoru knew that he was overreaching. If Ryuzaki Sumire knew about this, she would definitely be very angry. But there was nothing he could do. Ryuzaki Sumire was too old-fashioned and didn't know how to keep up with the times or teach students in accordance with their aptitude. She was gradually losing her understanding of world tennis. This was the most terrifying thing.

If such problems arise, you are no longer suitable to be a coach for the players.

As a veteran journalist, his remarks in this regard have certain value, and he really hopes to help these guys.

Seeing that Shangshou was leaving and heading towards the principal's office, Fuji was a little confused.

He asked the hand:

Did that reporter just ask you a strange question?

Tezuka glanced at him and said, "It's quite strange. Did he ask you about it too?"

"Yeah, Shoujia, he asked what would happen if the coach was changed. I felt like he was testing something." Fuji said.

Tezuka: "So how did you answer?"

Fuji smiled and said, "I just said that if we can give everyone more room to play, then that's good. I have no objection."

Tezuka fell silent. He was also surprised by Fuji's answer.

But he didn't think about it carefully, because in his subconscious, he felt that this question was actually unnecessary!

He had the same idea as Fuji - changing the coach was almost impossible.

It was not until the sun set and they were about to leave the stadium that they discovered that the reporter had just come out of the building where the principal's office was.

Strange, this uncle has been coming to our Youth School quite frequently recently?"

In the locker room, Oishi asked his questions.

Eiji said with a smile:

Maybe our excellent performance on the court has attracted the attention of the reporter uncle, which is a good thing. Dashi, why are you frowning? "

"Eiji, I'm just confused. Forget it. Let's go home."

"Um, do you want to go get a burger together?"

"Yeah, okay."

"See you all next week.

Tezuka and Fuji were the last to leave. Their homes were in the same direction, so they left together after school every day.

But this year there is one more boy - Yuta Fuji.

And it seems that Yuuta Fuji is in a bad mood today!

"What's wrong Yuta?"

When parting ways with Tezuka at the corner, Fuji finally couldn't help but ask about his brother who was particularly silent and depressed today.

Fuji Yuta looked at him with a very unwilling look:

"Buji." He didn't even call him brother.

"I want to transfer to another school."

"Ah?" Bu Er looked at him in confusion: "What's wrong? Were you bullied? I haven't seen you come to the tennis team these days.

Yuta snorted: "I don't want to go. I don't want to be on the same team with you, so I want to transfer schools. When I go back, I'll ask my sister to help me transfer."

Fuji didn't understand why his brother suddenly acted like this, and he seemed very determined and didn't even want to explain to him.

But he didn't ask any more questions. Since his brother was so determined, he just let him be.

Anyway, there is not much room for me to perform well in this tennis team.

'Okay, I respect your choice. '

"snort.

Yuuta Fuji walked ahead, and his back looked very stubborn.

Fuji sighed, “Maybe even Yuta can see the problem.

But he never thought that it might have something to do with himself.

After the Metropolitan Conference, Hyotei's training was also adjusted.

In addition to the problems of other teammates, Nanchuan also increased the intensity of training to address his own problems.

At the end of the day, his body had just adapted to the high-intensity training. In order not to overwork himself, he did not force himself to continue, but left at the appointed time.

Nanchuan dragged his tired body off the court. He had no plan to go to the martial arts gym with Akutsu, so he went back quickly to have a good sleep.

Akutsu, who also adjusted the difficulty of his training, was still quite energetic and continued to work at the martial arts gym to earn money.

This is the horror of sports geeks.

After Nanchuan returned home, he found that his brother was also at home. Then he remembered that tomorrow was the weekend.

'Nanchuan, I brought you a training plan, take it.'

Beichuan handed him a folder.

Who gave it to you?" Nanchuan asked happily.

Beichuan turned the basketball in his hand and said:

'It's the third brother, Taizo Shiba, but it shouldn't be his own. He should have asked a U17 high school student for it.'

Chapter 147: "Attention" from Phoenix, waiting for the results to be announced

"Third brother?" Nanchuan didn't expect Zhi Taisan still remembered him.

He hadn't seen him this year, and he learned that the sophomore basketball team seemed to have a lot going on.

Holding the training plan in his hand, he suddenly felt that he was really lucky.