Tennis: Let you take charge of the youth school, and all become professionals

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Oishi Shuichiro looked at Kikumaru Eiji's disappearing figure and sighed helplessly.

"Haha, Eiji's personality is pretty optimistic."

Fuji Shusuke spoke softly, standing up and packing his schoolbag.

Kunimitsu Tezuka stood up.

"Let's go, Coach Chen Fan said he has something to announce."

……

ten minutes later.

Qingxue tennis court.

Ever since Qingxue won the national championship, the number of people joining the tennis club has increased dramatically.

From the original nearly one hundred people, it has almost doubled now.

At this moment, everyone is in unison, lined up in a square, and are waiting on the tennis court.

Kikumaru Eiji: "Really? The training is over. Coach Chen Fan, do you have anything to announce? I'm starving."

Echizen Ryoma: "Don't worry, Kikumaru-senpai. Today, all hamburgers are 9% off."

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Momoshiro Takeshi: "Wow! Really! Echizen! Why didn't you call me for such a good thing? I want to go too!"

"clatter……"

"clatter……"

"clatter……"

"clatter……"

There was a sound of footsteps and everyone fell silent instantly.

Outside the barbed wire fence of the court, a figure slowly walked towards the tennis court.

The black windbreaker was blown up by the wind, revealing the green school uniform he was wearing underneath.

Chen Fan walked into the tennis court.

Everyone's eyes were focused on him.

He walked slowly to the center.

"Everyone."

As soon as Chen Fan opened his mouth, the tennis club members below straightened their backs.

"Due to personal reasons, I will temporarily leave Seigaku. The position of head coach will be assumed by your President Tezuka, with Coach Ryuuzaki assisting."

"above!"

"The meeting is dismissed!"

After saying that, Chen Fan nodded to Tezuka Kunimitsu, who also nodded in response.

Chen Fan said this and was about to turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute, Coach!"

Echizen Ryoma suddenly called out.

Chen Fan stopped and turned to look at Echizen Ryoma.

"what's up?"

"Where is the coach going?"

"Hmph, go to a place full of tennis experts."

"Oh? Can I come with you?"

A gleam of light flashed across Ryoma Echizen's eyes, and he picked up the racket and smiled confidently.

"As for that place...the little ghost can't go there for the time being."

Chen Fan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and glanced at everyone in Qingxue.

"Train well and wait for me to come back!"

(ps: Thank you for the reward from Tianhun. It is useless to say more, so I will give you more! Thank you all!)

078. Invitation from U-17! (Please give me flowers and votes)

early morning.

The bus drove slowly through the mountains.

The fog from last night has not yet dissipated on the top of the mountain.

The sun hadn't come out yet, so the mountain road was still wet.

In the mountains and forests.

There was the sound of birds chirping.

"That's outrageous. How can you pick someone up in the middle of the night?"

"I didn't even sleep well!"

There were only the driver and Chen Fan on the white bus.

Chen Fan was speechless.

Just replied to the U-17 training camp last night.

Someone knocked on the door in the middle of the night.

When you open the door, you'll see a white bus.

If you don’t know, you might think the car was sent away by lying down.

If Chen Fan wasn't a staunch atheist, he would have been frightened to death.

We got on the bus at 2 a.m. and it's now 5 a.m. when we arrived at the mountain.

It’s a 3-hour drive, and if Chen “Sanliuling” Fan wasn’t a young guy in very good health, he wouldn’t have been able to drive this car.

I couldn't bear it any longer.

The bus went around the mountain road in circles.

Finally we stopped in a hidden forest.

At the driver's signal, Chen Fan got off the bus.

After passing through a dark forest, a large gray iron gate appeared in front of him.

Outside the 5-meter-high iron gate, there is a reinforced concrete wall, which makes it look like a labor camp prison for prisoners.

On the iron gate, two cameras moved slowly and aimed their lenses at Chen Fan.

U-17 training camp.

monitoring room.

"Is this the youngest coach of Seigaku? He looks like a junior high school kid. Is he really that good?"

A muscular man with slicked-back hair said while looking at the surveillance camera.

"Whether it's powerful or not, you'll know after you come in and take a look."

Another man in white clothes and with long hair behind him smiled.

He reached out and pressed the red button on the console.

Click——! !

The 5-meter-high heavy iron door in front of Chen Fan slowly opened.

"You have no hospitality at all. It's really rude. You even let me go in by myself."

"You call this an invitation to visit?"

Chen Fan complained as he walked inside.

Click——! !

After Chen Fan entered U-17.

The iron door behind him slowly closed again, like a closed prison cell.

"Heh, you deliberately chose this high school student's path. Do you want to let the high school students test him?"

"If you know, don't ask anymore."

The two people in the monitoring room smiled at the same time.

Walking on the forest path.

Chen Fan followed the sign on the tree and walked slowly until he came to a tennis court.

on the tennis court.

Two high school students wearing black, red and white jerseys are playing a game.

Chen Fan stood in the stadium stands.

One is a bald man with a white hat, and the other is a tall man with an orange buzz cut.

"The ball is slow and the force is light."

"The ball control ability is too poor and the physical quality is worrying."

“Basically, it’s just garbage.”

“There’s nothing to watch.”

Chen Fan only watched the two play one ball, and he already knew their level.

To put it simply, it's probably at the level of Qingxue Momoshiro Takeshi at the beginning.

Chen Fan, who didn't want to watch their game anymore, could only walk forward along the only road behind them.

Such an obvious person was naturally seen by the two junior high school students.

"Hmm? That brat? A junior high school student?"

The bald man wearing a hat saw Chen Fan.

Another tall guy with an orange crew cut also stopped hitting the ball and turned to look behind him.

"Hey! Are you a junior high student? Kid?"

"This is not a place for a middle school student. Get out of here!"

"Be careful that our tennis balls don't hit you, or you'll scream! Hahaha!"

The bald man in the white hat motioned Chen Fan to go away.

Then he started laughing.

Chen Fan didn't care and continued walking slowly.

"Hmph! Kid!"

The bald man with the hat looked a little embarrassed when he saw that Chen Fan ignored him.

Whoosh! !

He threw the tennis ball in his hand into the air and served it directly towards Chen Fan.

Boom——! !

The tennis ball hit the wall in front of Chen Fan and bounced back, forcing Chen Fan to stop and turn to look at the bald man.

“Hahahaha! Are you scared, little devil? Listen to your brother and leave here.”

"Our tennis balls don't have eyes!"

"Hahahaha!"