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

Tezuka Kunimitsu said silently.

The four of them fell silent.

Fell asleep with doubts.

……

The next morning.

The middle school students were awakened by the noise.

Many people thought it was an earthquake and stood up.

I looked at the time. It was 5:10 in the morning.

On the playground, a group of middle school students were doing frog jump training with their hands on their heads.

There are also some junior high school students doing push-ups.

Then, a horn sounded.

"Good morning everyone."

"A new devil's week has begun."

092. The bet between Chen Fan and Mifune Rudao!

the other side.

Chen Fan walked in the dense forest.

Although it was already 5 o'clock in the morning, it still felt like night in the mountains and forests.

It was pitch black all around.

The animals around are still active, shouting wildly at the approaching sunrise.

There was a layer of white mist in the mountains and forests, and crystal dew hung on the leaves.

The surrounding temperature dropped to around 5 degrees due to the cold wind in the forest.

"Phew...it's really cold."

"If it wasn't for my players, I might as well be killed for going up the mountain at this hour."

Chen Fan muttered to himself, and the heat generated by his speech left his body and turned into mist.

You can see how cold the weather is.

"That damn old man, Mifune, chose to stay at this remote spot at the foot of the mountain instead of staying at the training camp. I'm afraid he has some serious illness."

In the mountains and forests.

Chen Fan's cursing voice was particularly clear.

During the thirty minutes it took to reach the top of the mountain, Chen Fan cursed Rudao for the entire thirty minutes.

It was not until he saw the cabin that Chen Fan quickly shut up and put on a smile.

"calm down!"

"Smile!"

Chen Fan said in a voice so small that only he could hear it.

My inner state is also constantly adjusting.

Try to put a smile on your face.

Finally, I felt that I was disgusting in this state, and returned to my normal state.

The small wooden house in front of me was dilapidated.

On the wooden door at the entrance, three boats were sprayed with red paint, forming a "品" formation.

Now, even at the door, Chen Fan could hear the thunderous snoring of Sanfunurudo in the cabin.

"Fatty, I'm exhausted from climbing the mountain, you just sleep here."

Chen Fan felt extremely unbalanced.

When I thought about how I had climbed the mountain for a full thirty minutes in the freezing wind, I saw Mifune Nyudo sleeping soundly in his bed.

For a while.

Jealousy changes people beyond recognition.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Chen Fan used all his strength to make the noise of knocking on the door louder.

The first purpose was to wake up Mifune Nyudo.

Secondly, it is also to balance the lemon in my heart.

"Coach Mifune!"

Snapped--! !

The next second, the wooden door that Chen Fan was knocking on collapsed with a loud bang.

"Oh my god, I forgot that my current strength is 30 points! Using full strength is equivalent to the power of the 80-style wave ball."

“This is embarrassing.”

Chen Fan's hand was still raised in the air, as if he was about to knock on the door. He stood blankly at the door, watching the collapsed wooden door split into two.

The wooden door collapsed, raising clouds of dust. It was obvious that Mifune Nyudo didn't like to clean at all.

suddenly.

A tennis ball flew out of the house.

Chen Fan immediately felt the sound of breaking wind and turned his head slightly.

The tennis ball passed through the dust and flew away from the direction of Chen Fan's head.

If Chen Fan had not turned his head away in time, the ball would probably have hit his forehead.

"Which bastard disturbed my sweet dream!"

A rough and weathered voice came from inside the house.

Then a dark shadow slowly emerged from the house and walked towards this side.

In just two steps, he was already in front of Chen Fan.

Mifune Nyudo, who weighed more than 200 pounds, was wearing a black monk's robe that was several times larger than Echizen Nanjiro's, and wooden clogs on his feet. He was holding a palm-sized gourd in his right hand and drinking from it, while his left hand was scratching himself left and right.

If I didn't know that this guy with a sloppy face and chin is the head coach of U-17.

Chen Fan would never want to stand with this sloppy old man.

Just by standing opposite, Chen Fan could already smell the strong smell of alcohol on Sanfen Nyudo's body and the peculiar smell coming from the piles of underwear pockets in the room.

"Little guy, why don't you stay at U-17 and be a technical coach? Why are you here to demolish my house?"

Mifunerudo was stunned when he saw Chen Fan.

He never expected that the kid he hired as a technical coach would tear down the door of his house.

"Hey, I'm here to discuss this with you."

Chen Fan quickly put on a flattering expression and forced a smile.

"Didn't I recruit 50 junior high school students this time?"

"Today Saito will use the elimination mechanism on them."

"These fifty people are all the ones I want to teach personally, so can I..."

"Saito said that you must nod your approval, otherwise half of the people will be eliminated."

"I also know that those who are eliminated will be sent here, but I still want to teach them personally, you see..."

Chen Fan spoke with a sincere attitude, a kind smile, and was very polite.

In order to get all 50 junior high school students to stay in the training camp, he took great pains and said a lot of nice things.

"No! Those who are eliminated must be sent to me!"

"Otherwise, I have a pile of underwear pockets that nobody washes. They've been piled up for a year!"

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"Are you questioning my ability to teach?"

"I eliminate some people every year in order to improve their strength. You should be content!"

Mifune Nyudo pointed to the yellowed and smelly underwear pocket behind him and asked back.

Bastard! This old man just wants to find someone to wash his underwear pockets for a year!

Chen Fan started cursing in his heart.

But now I can’t say it so harshly.

"No, no, the main thing is that I'm familiar with those 50 junior high school students, so it's easy for me to teach them!"

Chen Fan continued to fight.

But Mifunerudo refused to give in no matter what and insisted on sending someone here.

Finally, Chen Fan couldn't bear it anymore.

"I just question your teaching ability! What's wrong?"

"I've been begging you for so long, and I've said all the nice things I can! You really have to tell me the truth, right?"

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Chen Fan suddenly shouted, scaring Sanchuan Rudao.

"Hmph, kid, if you say that, forget about letting these 50 junior high school students be under your control."

"Well, since you said so, I won't make things difficult for you."

"I promise you, I will give good guidance to the other 25 junior high school students who were eliminated."

"At the same time, let's make a bet."

"When the 25 eliminated junior high school students I coached put on black clothes and return to the U-17, let them play a game with the 17 junior high school students who stayed in the U-25 and were coached by you."

"How about we see who can produce better players?"

Mifune Nyudo smiled and took a sip of wine.

After hearing this suggestion, Chen Fan was stunned.

This way, he wouldn't have to worry about Mifune Nyudo not teaching the loser group well.

The original reason for coming here and wanting to keep everyone in the U-17 was because he was afraid that Mifune Nyudo wouldn't want to teach junior high school students.

After all, they were specially recruited by Chen Fan himself, and Mifune Nyudo didn't know or understand Echizen Ryoma and the others.

Once this bet is made.

It's like he has a dedicated free worker like Mifune Nyudo to teach the players, which is really frustrating.

When Chen Fan thought of this, he was already excited and expectant, but he still kept a blank expression on his face.

"Okay! What are you betting on?"

"If I win, you will be the U-17 coach for life and I will be at your disposal."

"If I lose, you will be the head coach! I will do odd jobs for you!"

"Okay! It's a deal!"

"It's a deal!"

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U-17 training camp.

Coach Saito raised his arm and the pointer pointed exactly to 6 o'clock.

He turned his head and looked inside the room, where the phone was still quiet.