Slam Dunk: My Study Abroad Career in Northern Hunan

Chapter 54 Is there such a person in this stupid place?

Author: Chief Disciple of the Beggar Clan

Chapter 54 Is there such a person in this stupid place?

The First Affiliated High School of the University of Tokyo, whose full name is the First High School Affiliated to the University of Tokyo, is nominally a prefectural public middle school. However, the enrollment method of this school adopts the student recruitment system of private schools.

Only those who meet the admissions requirements of this school will be granted admission invitations. In the past, this school did not have any outstanding results in campus competitions. Being able to win the right to compete in Tokyo this year is in the eyes of most people.

It's just that the No. 1 Middle School affiliated to Dongda University was upset.

As for strength, it was not shown in the previous knockout rounds in the county.

For this information, as the coach of Takeishi Middle School, Masayoshi Anzai has already known it. But when he actually saw the members of the No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Tokyo University not far away at the venue, Masayoshi Anzai's heart suddenly rose.

There was a strong sense of uneasiness.

In the venue of Tokyo Stadium, the opening ceremony was going on. On the podium, an unknown leader was speaking.

The bottom was filled with junior high school and high school teams from all over the country who had entered the national competition. In the entire venue, only the leader's speech was echoing.

Masayoshi Anzai stood at the front of the Takeishi Middle School team, not focusing on the leader speaking above. Then he turned his head and looked at a team a few meters away on the left front. Those people from the Dongda Affiliated Middle School were all wearing school uniforms.

The school's abbreviation is embroidered on the back of the school uniform, so Masayoshi Anzai can easily recognize him.

Anzai Masayoshi's eyes focused on a boy in the queue of the Dongda Affiliated Middle School. The boy's profile was strong, handsome, fair-skinned, with short short hair, and he looked full of heroism. The most eye-catching thing

, still has a boy’s figure.

Standing in the queue of the junior high school, the opponent's height was more than a head taller than the people around him. Anxi Masayoshi's visual inspection revealed that the opponent's height was probably around 184cm, and the most incompatible thing about the opponent was his figure.

Even though he was covered by a loose school uniform, Masayoshi Anzai could still spy some information about the other person from the neck muscles of his neck.

"Even the neck muscles are quite developed. He is obviously a junior high school student, how is this possible?!"

Anxi Masayoshi's gaze seemed to be noticed by the young man. The man turned around and caught Anxi Masayoshi's gaze. The other party seemed to also know the identity of Anxi coach. He smiled and said hello, and then turned back.

head.

Anxi Masayoshi didn't look back until now, his expression became a little gloomy, and he had no intention of listening to the speech.

After spending the opening ceremony in a daze, I hurriedly led the players from Takeshi Middle School to the players' lounge.

Arriving in the lounge, Anxi Masayoshi hurriedly found his briefcase and rummaged through it, seemingly looking for something. After searching for a long time, he took out a stack of documents and rummaged through it in a hurry.

After a while, I took out a piece of A4 paper, held it in my hand and looked at it carefully.

"Shinomiya Tōno. It's definitely this child."

"184cm, weight 77kg?"

“Only ten words per game”

"I am too worried."

Masayoshi Anzai looked at this information and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that he was overthinking it, and maybe he just happened to meet a player with better physical condition.

Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Masayoshi Anzai clapped his hands, attracting the attention of all the team members.

"The first game of our national competition is about to begin. Being able to get here is a testament to our strength."

"I just want to tell you that you will never be weaker than any team. Even if you are opponents from all over the country, I still believe that you are the strongest!"

"Adjust your mentality and meet the challenge of your opponent!"

"In this game, the starting players remain unchanged, but other players also need to be ready to play at any time. The intensity of the national competition is not as strong as that of the county competition, and victory cannot be won casually."

"Martial arts, give full play to this game and show your best condition!"

When Masayoshi Anzai was talking, Jinguji Budo was sitting on the bench sipping his ginseng and wolfberry tea. He added a little bit of rock sugar to today's tea, which not only quenched thirst and stimulated body fluids, but also tasted very good. At this time, I saw Anzai

With the serious look on Zhengyi's face, Wu Dao couldn't help but put down his cup and nodded.

Anxi Masayoshi glanced around his team members, his expression softened slightly. He felt that he had just lost his composure. As a coach, he should not have such emotions. Coach Anxi silently walked to the side of the lounge and sat down, closing his eyes.

I was resting my mind, but during this period I couldn't help but take out the information just now and read it carefully.

"The information is OK, but I feel uneasy. Why?"

Such doubts persisted until Takeishi Middle School walked out of the tunnel and entered the stadium. Masayoshi Anzai still didn't understand.

The basketball court in Tokyo Gymnasium is much larger than that in Kanagawa Prefecture, and the surrounding stands are much higher, so it can accommodate more spectators than the basketball court in Kanagawa Prefecture. When Takeishi Middle School walked into the court

, a tsunami-like cheer suddenly came from the surrounding stands.

"Oh oh oh oh oh!!"

Mitsui Hisashi was stunned when he entered the stadium. He looked around and said in confusion: "Does our Takeishi Middle School have such a big influence? There were such loud cheers just after we came out?"

"This cheering is not just for us. We are in big trouble today."

Jinguji Martial Arts was much more sober than Hisashi Mitsui. He noticed that the audience's eyes were not looking at them at all, and then they all looked at the other side of the stadium.

Following the gaze of the audience, in the player tunnel opposite, their opponents, the players from the No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Dongda University, were walking out of the player tunnel. The team that caused the audience to cheer was not their Takeishi Middle School at all, but the players from the opposite school.

No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Dongda University.

The No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Dongda University obviously qualified as a dark horse, but their players seemed to have adapted to the tsunami-like cheers at this time. They walked to their rest area with calm expressions and changed their equipment.

On the contrary, on Wu Shi's side, many people were not used to such a scene, and felt tremendous pressure in their hearts.

"Let's go to the rest area." Masayoshi Anzai noticed the nervousness of the team members, lowered his brows slightly, and said to everyone. He didn't have any good way to eliminate the nervousness of the team members at this time, mainly because he didn't think of it himself.

The warriors who have experienced many battles are actually affected by such a scene.

The No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Dongda University actually has home field advantage in the national competition.

In the rest area of ​​the No. 1 Middle School Affiliated to Tokyo University, coach Yasui also noticed the state of Takeishi's team members. He couldn't help but smile, stood up, picked up a basketball from under the stool and threw it to Shinomiya Nono who was changing shoes on the bench.

"Tian Tian, ​​if you change your shoes, go give them a greeting gift!"

Yasui turned his head sideways, looked sideways at Takeshi's rest area, and said with a smile. The word "sinister" was engraved on his face, emitting a dark light.

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"Coach, isn't this good? The people opposite me are already a little nervous."

Shinomiya subconsciously took the basketball and put it next to him. He looked to the side and tied his shoelaces. Although he said so, after he tied it and carried it, he still grabbed the basketball.

, slapping and walking towards the court.

The appearance of Shinomiya Tōno also brought cheers from the audience. The already enthusiastic audience became even louder when he walked to the rest area.

"Such a strong cheer, who is that guy?" Mitsui Hisashi was sitting on the bench, sipping a sip of water. Suddenly, the cheers around him became louder, and he couldn't help but look at the person walking into the stadium.

At this moment, Shinomiya walked to the bottom line of the three-point line and threw the ball toward the basket.

"Super long three-pointer? Such power is nothing!" Mitsui Hisashi sneered when he saw this scene and didn't care.

But he suddenly discovered that Shinomiya, who had thrown the basketball, had already entered the court and was accelerating towards the basket.

Under the gaze of everyone in Takeishi, Shinomiya rushed into the court, jumped up when he was still two or three meters away from the basket, and directly caught the basketball that had just fallen from the air and bounced up again, and then

Gliding towards the basket.

"Bang!!!"

A loud noise suddenly sounded in the court. Shinomiya poured the ball into the basket, raised his forearms, and his whole body hung on the basket and swayed slightly as the basket swayed.

The originally lively stadium suddenly became silent at this moment. After a few seconds of silence, the surrounding stands erupted into amazing cheers again. The cheers at this time were even more enthusiastic than before.

, It was only then that Shinomiya got off the basket, squatted down, grabbed the basketball with one hand, and walked back to the rest area.

Unlike the enthusiastic cheering audience, the Wushi Middle School side fell into an eerie silence, with everyone's mouths slightly open, looking in disbelief.

Even Jinguji Martial Arts’ eyes widened with surprise on their faces.

"There are people like this in this stupid place?!"

(End of chapter)