I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 60 Retribution (please follow up)

At the end of the first half, Hachioji High School temporarily led 2-0.

Jin Shengxue returned to the locker room with a calm face, playing like this. His usual disguise was completely removed, and his face, which was reserved for strangers, was so solid that it was about to drip.

"In the second half, we are going to..."

He couldn't listen to what the coach of the Shizuoka Academy team was saying. He collided with Fujii's body many times in a row, causing his body to send out dangerous signals of pain. But these were not important. What he needed was to score goals.

, is to win the game.

Until the game restarted, Jin Shengxue did not adjust. His desire for victory made him unconsciously aim at Fujii's legs. If he 'accidentally' tackled the opponent's feet, he would definitely be able to make a comeback.

This guy’s eyes are a bit dangerous!

Fujii noticed Jin Shengxue's malicious gaze, and the famous scene of the Han people beating Italy in the World Cup eleven years ago replayed in his mind. He understood the sportsmanship of the players, and they often used any means to achieve their goals.

The Shizuoka Gakuen team, which was trailing by two goals, actively fought for control in the midfield at the beginning of the second half. Their coach felt that since Kim Seong-hak could not break through Fujii's defense, it was better to directly play a long pass and let Kim Seung-hak pass the ball in the opponent's penalty area.

Squat nearby and wait for opportunities, using your height and heading advantage to score goals.

Jin Shengxue temporarily suppressed the idea of ​​​​tacking someone. At the 12th minute of the first half, he received a chance to catch a long pass. He jumped up high and overcame senior Changhama who took off at the same time. He swung his head and hit the goal. Long Zhi

The assistant reacted a beat too late, and the ball bounced on the grass in front of the goal and was reflected into the goal.

The linesman signaled that the goal was valid. Jin Shengxue made a sliding kneeling motion on the sidelines with a smile on his face. He finally found the breakthrough point for the goal.

You still have to keep an eye on him!

Fujii did not leave his defensive midfield position before receiving instructions from the coach. When he saw his central defender Nagahama-senpai being pushed over, he realized that he could not relax his guard on Jin Shengxue for a moment.

The ball was changed, and Fujii's long pass was missed again by Suhara. Kim Sung-hak ran into the backcourt penalty area of ​​Hachioji High School, and was about to jump to catch the ball. A figure suddenly appeared next to him, and he succeeded in clearing the ball with a header.

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Damn it! This guy!

Jin Shengxue knew who it was without looking carefully. The red jersey No. 13 occupied most of his sight. When he was falling, he stretched out his legs to kick the side of Fujii Shu's feet, and a smile of success appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Even though Fujii's back was turned to Jin Shengxue, he guessed that he would probably do something bad. When he was falling, he noticed that he wanted to commit a flagrant foul and adjusted his position.

"Ah——! Nishiba!!!"

Jin Shengxue, whose ankle was stepped on by both feet, suddenly screamed and rolled on the grass with his feet covered. Fujii's entire weight plus the acceleration of the fall was enough to break bones.

"Shh!"

The referee stopped the game, and the sports doctor came forward to check. Fujii's foot was not injured, but Jin Shengxue's left ankle was obviously red and swollen. After adjusting the posture of the ankle, Jin Shengxue couldn't help but howl, which was like killing a pig.

Still ugly.

"It's hopeless. At least it's a comminuted fracture. Let's lift it off."

The sports doctor diagnosed the injury based on experience. Two caregivers unfolded a portable stretcher. Jin Shengxue, who was on the ground, grabbed the sports doctor's arm and begged.

"Can you give me a shot to seal it off? I can't end up like this."

"This classmate, your bones are broken. It's useless to hit you. If you don't want to be disabled for the rest of your life, just accept the treatment."

The sports doctor who was accustomed to seeing this didn't help him. While temporarily fixing the injured ankle with a brace, he spoke half threateningly and half seriously.

"I...I still want to compete, I can't lose."

After all, Jin Shengxue was still a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old. He covered his face and cried bitterly. Fujii Shu, who was next to him, watched expressionlessly the whole time. If he hadn't paid attention to his eyes and legs just now, he would have probably broken his bones.

"You just wanted to commit a flagrant foul, right? Student Jin."

Suddenly speaking, Fujii decided to add insult to injury. He could not let go easily if he could not defeat someone who would be at a disadvantage.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You...are slandering me!"

Jin Shengxue, who had already been put on a stretcher, counterattacked in a panic.

"I know in my heart whether this is the case or not, but I just want to inform you of something."

With a cold smile, Fujii shook off the grass clippings and dust on his body and declared.

"Next, your team will lose this game with a score of more than three goals as a reward for my despicable behavior."

"Xi Ba! You bastard! You evil..."

Fujii Shu could no longer hear the curse that followed Jin Shengxue. He watched the star player of Shizuoka Academy being carried off the field. I hope the disease will defeat him.

"call--!"

Taking a deep breath and standing in the same position as when kicking off, Fujii moved his hands and feet, and the whistle sounded to resume play.

Half an hour later, the bright red numbers on the scoreboard on the sidelines were eye-catching.

5 to 1, Hachioji High School vs. Shizuoka Gakuen.

No. 13 player Fujii Shu, with three goals and one assist, was the best player in the game.

When passing by the frustrated opponents on the field, Fujii felt neither happy nor sad. As usual, he took off his shirt on the sidelines and threw it into the stands of his supporters. His stern expression caused the flashlights in the stands to flash.

"So handsome and cool looking!"

"Fujii-kun should just debut as an artist, you just need to show your face."

"I heard that good players will go to Europe to play. I really hope Fujii-kun can stay."

The supporters in the stands were chattering non-stop, but Fujii didn't stop. When he walked into the tunnel, he smiled and clenched his fists.

This can be regarded as justice execution, right? Clean up the guys who committed the foul.

In distant Hamburg, Germany, Senior Sun in front of the computer sighed, Jinro Soju has bottomed out.

Xiao Jin, have you also been changed by those people in Han Country?

He was a little secretly sad, the drink was cold, but his heart was even worse. The innocent young man in the past has now changed beyond recognition.

"Crack!"

He opened another bottle of soju and continued to get drunk.

It seems that the only one walking alone is you, Sun Xinghan.

Once the computer was turned off, the room fell into darkness again, with only the sound of tons of drinking coming from the darkness from time to time.

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At the end of the third round, all the starting players on the team, except for Fujii, were more or less suffering from physical problems. Playing a game every other day, even professional players would probably not be able to withstand it.

Coach Fukai is thinking about this problem. Other teams that can advance to the fourth round have many substitute members who can be replaced, but it is not easy for his team to assemble a starting lineup. In the frontcourt, Shogo Fukuda and Tatsuya Sugahara

, almost never came off the field with a break, and Fujii Shu, who temporarily played as a defensive midfielder, played full attendance without stopping for a minute.

This is not going to work!

He looked at the young players resuming training on the school field, with a cloud of sadness covering his face.

I am correcting the unreasonable steps. I felt a little dizzy while writing. It was sunny yesterday and now I feel like I am floating. I only wrote less than 2,000 words despite my illness. There are still a few chapters left in the manuscript. Please read the five chapters in the next few days.

This is the end of the 20-minute book. I originally wanted to add two more chapters, but I just can’t write anymore and my consciousness is a little dazed.

(End of chapter)