I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 12 The Heart of a Champion

The intense training match lasted until 6:30 in the evening. From April to July in the local competition, Hachioji High School's A division played a total of six rounds. May and June were single-month double matches, and the end of April and the beginning of July were respectively.

In the preliminary round and finals, the team that can survive and win the finals will be eligible to participate in the winter national competition in the third semester, which is the top 48 competition.

Fujii returned home on his bicycle. After dinner, he picked up a paintbrush in his room and finished the Chainsaw Man comic that he should finish today. He had to draw six or seven pages in one night. For him with LV3 painting skills

, simpler than playing football.

On the other side, Suhara dragged his tired body and parked the Honda motorcycle he bought with hard work in the alley behind his shop and locked it. Three generations of his family have been in the seafood business and have close contacts with some fishermen near Tokyo.

, you can always get some good quality seafood at low prices, and your living standard can be considered as a small fortune.

"I'm back."

Enter through the back door of the shop and climb the narrow and sloping stairs to the second floor. The seafood shop is sold out and closed at around 5pm. Every time, the family will close the door and leave a side door for him to enter and exit.

"Tatsuya, mom left your favorite octopus for you today and made it into takoyaki for you to eat."

The plump Qiyuan's mother enthusiastically took the schoolbag for him, and Qiyuan responded impatiently. During the game yesterday afternoon, his mother shouted too loudly, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

"I think your team should be able to play until June this year. That handsome boy looks a bit like Kaká! In the end, it was a long-distance attack. The opponent couldn't catch up at all, and even if he caught up, he couldn't stop him. Last year, it was five

We lost in the third round at the end of the month, but this time we will be much better. If we are lucky, we might make it to the finals.”

Suhara's father, who was sitting on the tatami in the living room, was a senior football fan and his analysis was clear and logical. He didn't notice that Suhara's face became increasingly ugly after hearing his praise of Fujii.

"I ate it at school, you guys can eat it."

Qiuyuan glanced at the takoyaki on the table, swallowed his saliva, turned his face, rushed to his room, and closed the door tightly.

Fujii Shu! It’s Fujii Shu again! Why does he like to steal other people’s limelight and steal my limelight so much!

Qiyuan buried his head in the single bed in the room, smelling the quilt that had been exposed to the fresh sunshine, and thought a little depressed. He turned over like a salty fish. The walls of the small bedroom were covered with posters of football stars, with C

The back view of Ronaldo celebrating domineeringly includes Messi's extraordinary agility, the leg muscles of the God of War Batistuta's powerful volley, the red surge set off by Caniggia, the son of the wind, in Rome, Italy, and his favorite

A picture of AC Milan star Kaka taking the ball in stride.

"Why, he looks so much like Kaka! My Kaka, my idol, shouldn't be like this kind of person."

Suhara spoke his mind. Ever since Fujiiki scored the last goal alone in yesterday's game, he had become entangled and depressed.

Moreover, he actually played as a midfielder, taking the same position as Kaka.

What made him break the defense the most was the arrangement made by coach Shen Jing in the afternoon. If he hadn't been the only one in the team suitable to be a center, he would have wanted to play as an attacking midfielder and become the core of the offense.

Suhara was depressed. He still had to go to school the next day, and he still had to face Fujii, who had become the core of the team.

In the afternoon training match, coach Fukai deliberately asked Fujii Shu and Suhara to cooperate and always put them together.

After receiving the football from the midfield, Fujii shook off the central defender Nagahama who was marking him. Although Suhara didn't want to see him, he didn't dare to have any small thoughts during training. He cooperated and stepped forward to attract a defender.

Player, Yoshinaga Konishi who is on the sidelines will be offside if he catches the ball.

Fujii was thinking in a flash of lightning. As an attacking midfielder, he can't just rush in and shoot like before. He is the core and brain of the frontcourt offense. He must not only have the skills and body, but also learn to play with intelligence.

Center defender Nagabin caught up. His acceleration was not slow, but he was just like Maguire's slow turn. The power of a nuclear-powered aircraft carrier is also quite strong.

He stopped thinking and immersed himself in rushing into the defensive crowd. In order to make it more difficult for them, coach Fukai only let them play half a ball. The three of them plus captain Nakamura and Nakaharu Arimura, who was in the same period as Fujii, made a total of five singles against the central defenders.

The eight defenders and defensive midfielders led by Nagahama almost ran out of room to stand.

The charging Fujii asked the opposing defender to mobilize three players to intercept, and with Nagahama chasing after him, half of the troops were attracted. Fujii was surrounded and took a forward kick, unexpectedly passing the ball to the hard-running player.

Qi Yuan took a few steps forward.

"Look at people, not the ball! Look at people! How many times have I told you! Pay attention to their stance!"

Coach Shen Jing, who has a bad temper, was cursing off the court. As soon as the ball was passed, everyone surrounded him. As long as he played a long pass, he would directly cross your defense line and face the goal like he is doing now.

Suhara ran a few times to get the ball, but the defender closest to him was still a few meters away. He looked up and looked at the direction and distance of the goal. He saw that he was 18 meters outside the penalty area. He took a shot and fired with all his strength.

Ryunosuke, who was responsible for guarding the goal, had long lost confidence in the defenders. He was always paying attention to the situation on the court. When he saw Suhara taking off his foot, he flew to save and blocked the long shot. He quickly stood up and clenched his fists. It seemed that

It's to encourage and encourage my own performance just now.

The ball was controlled by the defender, and the attack ended in failure. Coach Fukasaki blew his whistle, stepped forward, extended his index finger, and criticized everyone one by one.

"You, and you, ten laps, right now!"

Coach Fukai pointed at the two defenders who had just blindly stepped forward to surround Fujii, and gave a serious order. When he turned half a circle, he pointed at Suhara, who was pretending to be nonchalant.

"The same goes for you, Qiu Yuan! If you fail to seize the opportunity, double it! Twenty rounds!"

"Coach, I..."

Suhara still wanted to defend himself, but Captain Nakamura grabbed him and took him for a run around the field.

"I want to die, boy! He's angry."

Captain Nakamura walked away before he spoke. Suhara nodded to him and thanked him, then glanced at Coach Fukai in the crowd, who was patting Fujii on the shoulder and chatting and laughing. The difference in treatment must be too great.

"Fujii, your pass just now was very good. It gave that idiot Suhara room to adjust his kick in advance. If you pass the ball like this next time, he won't dare to waste the opportunity you gave him."

Coach Shen Jing gave a few instructions and raised his wrist to look at his watch. It was almost seven o'clock in the evening. The lights on the edge of the football field were all turned on, and it was time to end today's training.

After Suhara and the others finished running, all the school team members lined up. For the first time, Coach Fukai did not immediately announce the disbandment, but instead spoke.

"Thank you for your hard work. This is my fourth year coaching Hachioji High School, and it is also the year I have the best chance to lead you to the national competition. I usually speak a bit harshly, and I hope you can understand, because when I was a player, I always

I have a heart that yearns for championships, so I have the same expectations for everyone."

Coach Shenjing bowed and continued.

"I have confidence in the champion of Area A of the Tokyo Regional Competition. Do you have it?"

"have!"

Everyone in the school team said in unison, echoing in the empty football field for a long time.

(End of chapter)