Kick Me Out Of Seishun And Go To Hyotei As A Tennis Mercenary

"Ryūzaki Sumire, that damned old woman, really made adjustments to the lineup."

"This time I know how to arrange Tezuka directly in the singles 3 and end the game steadily."

"What a long memory."

Chen Fan sneered.

"but......"

"This game is still a bit weird..."

"Although with Seigaku's strength, it is normal to win against rookies other than Sengoku and Akutsu."

"Even if those miscellaneous fish saw those posts, they couldn't play a good role."

"But after three games in total, it was too easy for Seigaku to win."

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and looked at Sumire Ryūzaki who was sitting on the coach seat.

The current Ryūzaki Sumire, after seeing the victory in the game, has an inadvertent smirk on the corner of her mouth.

There are tricks!

Absolutely tricky!

And it was this Ryūzaki Sumire who did it!

Absolutely nothing to do with her.

Chen Fan confirmed it immediately.

"But it's okay to lose."

"Sengoku and Akutsu both have never lost a game."

Chen Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, it is a professional team, if the news spreads that it has lost a game on a formal occasion, it would be embarrassing.

"Akutsu..."

Chen Fan's eyes searched for Yakutsu's figure on the court.

Soon, his eyes stopped on a silver-haired, tall, and fierce-looking Yakujin.

The purpose of coming this time is for him.

As for the match between Yamabuki and Seigaku, even if it was a snipe, it doesn't mean much.

Even the game was won by Yamabuki Middle-School.

With the resignation of Sengoku and Yakutsu, Yamabuki is destined to become an irrelevant weak chicken school.

Although Akujin has not joined yet, Chen Fan has already figured out a way.

As long as the routine is successfully implemented, Akutsu will definitely be able to join the team!

After I have a rough plan in my heart.

Chen Fan took out his mobile phone, clicked on Qian Shi's private chat box, and sent a message.

the other end.

Because he was unable to play, Akutsu left the court with a displeased face.

It's still a look of going its own way.

Seeing this, Chen Fan turned around and left, ready to implement the plan.

...

Ding--

Qianshi's cell phone vibrated.

He took out his phone and looked at it.

really.

coming!

After signing the contract, this guy won't let me go easily!

Qian Shi was crying and mournful, quite helpless.

He slowly walked up to an old man with white hair and wrinkled face.

This is their Yamabuki Middle-School tennis coach, Chiya Banada.

In his 70s, he is called "the old man" by members of the Yamabuki Tennis Club.

"With the old man."

"Oh, it's Qianshi."

The boss, who was depressed after losing the game, raised his head.

"I...I want to quit the tennis club."

"That's it."

After the old man heard this, his expression was a little lonely, but he was not excited, and was still peaceful.

He has coached for so long and has witnessed too many wins and losses.

It's too normal to split and combine.

"Ajiujin is gone, are you leaving too?"

"Yes...but it's not because of Akutsu, I found what I need to do at this stage."

Qian Shi lowered his head and said very sorry.

He needs to make money, he needs to work part-time to pay back the loan, but it is impossible to tell his partner Lao Ming about this.

"Do you still play tennis?"

"Yes, tennis will always be played."

"Well, that's good. It's a pity that you don't play tennis with your talents, especially Yajiujin. He is a rare genius who is rare in ten years. If you meet him, help me persuade him."

"it is good."

Qian Shi nodded.

Suddenly remembered something.

"That's right, old man."

"From the few games we lost just now, the players are saying that they have a feeling that they have been seen through by Seigaku during the game."

"Even the ultimate move, the route is analyzed."

"Seigaku, it is very likely that we scouted our tennis team before the game."

"You should pay attention to this point!"

finished.

Qian Shi bowed and left the court.

Go home and prepare to wait until night, meet at the location provided by Chen Fan.

"Has there been any scouting of our tennis club?"

The elder squinted his eyes and looked at Ryūzaki Sumire.

"It seems that you are indeed pushed, Ryūzaki."

The old man is very clear in his heart.

What kind of person is Ryūzaki Sumire.

When it came time to threaten his own status or interests, Ryūzaki Sumire had more means than many male coaches.

This is why, Ryūzaki Sumire was able to sit firmly as Seigaku's coach for so many years by virtue of her female identity.

However, the old man is already old, and he doesn't want to delve into many things.

It is a fact that Yamabuki Middle-School lost, and the skills are not as good as others, so there is nothing to say.

that's it.

Tokyo Metropolitan Conference, Seigaku's last game.

Successfully won Yamabuki Middle-School.

I got the last ticket to advance to the Kanto competition on Saturday.

Everyone in the Youth Academy really breathed a sigh of relief when they got here.

On the return bus.

The atmosphere in the Seigaku school team became active once again.

"This time, thanks to Coach Ryūzaki's guide post! Winning is easier than ever, isn't it Oishi?!"

Kikumaru said excitedly.

"Well, the information posts written by coach Ryūzaki, the collected information and the strategy posts on the tennis forums are not far behind."

Oishi nodded.

"Although our current information is no secret, if we can also know other people's information, then there will be no difference. We can still easily win the game."

"But Coach Ryūzaki, when you collected the data, you didn't know it at all before."

Inui Sadaharu holds a document in his hand.

The above are the skills and identity information of the members of Yamabuki Middle-School just now.

This was distributed to them by Sumire Ryūzaki yesterday afternoon.

This is why everyone in Yamabuki today feels that they and others have been thoroughly studied.

"Hmph, as a coach, it's normal to be able to write posts."

"After all, I have also been a coach for most of my life."

"That tennis forum strategy post, if I want to write, I can also write a general idea."

Ryūzaki Sumire spoke confidently.

The rest of Seigaku nodded as well.

indeed.

Ryūzaki Sumire has been coaching for so many years, it is normal to be able to write such detailed posts, or collect attention and analyze some data on weekdays.

Sumire Ryūzaki glanced at the Seigaku people, seeing that she had dispelled their doubts, she was also relieved.

"The intelligence department of Liuliqiu Middle-School is really powerful."

"I was able to collect more than half of Yamabuki Middle-School's player data in one day."

"Fortunately, that old man ranked that Yajiujin second in the singles. Otherwise, given the unclear information, we really wouldn't be able to win this match without fail."

Ryūzaki Sumire also felt nervous when recalling the game just now.

If he lost that match just now, Seigaku would not be eligible for the Kanto Tournament.

And she, coach Seigaku, will definitely not be able to do it anymore.

Precisely because this game is important.

Ryūzaki Sumire spent a lot of money to get the strategy post from Liuliqiu Middle-School, which specializes in collecting information on other schools.

Simultaneously.

In order to restore the trust of the members in themselves.

Falsely claiming that he collected the information for the team.

That's why the players praised her in the scene in the car now.

"Next Saturday is the Kanto Competition!"

"During this period, what you all need to do is to develop your own skills, and try to make it known only to yourself, so as to avoid leaking your skills again!"

"In this Kanto competition, we are very likely to meet our old opponent Hyotei again."

"Absolutely not to be taken lightly!"

Ryūzaki Sumire paused after saying this, and looked at Tezuka.

"Tezuka, you should have a good relationship with Hyotei's Atobe, right?"

"Before the Kanto competition this week, let's arrange a friendly match with them."

Ryūzaki Sumire's tone revealed that she could not refuse.

Tezuka frowned and looked up at Sumire Ryūzaki.

to be honest.

It's okay to make an appointment for a friendly sparring match, but why is it emphasized before the Kanto competition?

Although Tezuka is puzzled, considering the recent downturn of the team, a proper racquet is needed to adjust the state.

So he nodded in agreement.

"Okay, I'll talk to Atobe in a few days."

Hear Tezuka agree.

The corners of Ryūzaki Sumire's mouth curled up, and a hint of slyness appeared in her eyes.

But this look was quickly hidden by her, and no one noticed.

...

night.

a coffee shop.

Chen Fan was sitting by the window, holding a cup of steaming coffee in his hand.

Opposite him, sat a young, beautiful and charming woman.

The two were talking and laughing, as if they had been friends for many years.

And in fact.

The two of them had only known each other for less than three hours.

Chen Fan looked at the woman in front of him.

Good figure and appearance, excellent image and temperament.

It's not obvious at all that she's a mother.

Sitting in front of her was Akutsu's mother, Yuuki.