The Age of the Miracle of the NetKing

Looking at the backs of the players, Ryuzaki Pansy fell into thought.

“Diguang? Is it the bottom emperor light? ”

At this time, a group of people wearing pure white uniforms came over.

Seijuro Akaji put his coat over his shoulders, and his whole body exuded a powerful aura.

Ryota Huangse followed behind and said casually.

“That uncle just now, said that a reporter from a professional tennis monthly magazine, wants to interview us.”

Atsushi Ziyuan held the potato chips, listless.

“Ahhh~~~ interview or something, it’s really troublesome ~~~”

Kuroko Tetsu also asked with some concern.

“But Chiji-kun refused like this, I don’t know if there will be any bad effects.”

Ryota Huangse put her hand on Kuroko Tetsuya’s shoulder and teased with a grin.

“The little sunspot is always so worried.”

Tetsuya Kuroko is serious.

“I’ll be very troubled by you saying that.”

Ryota Huangse then teased.

“Ah, I know, it’s because you and Xiao Qingfeng didn’t have a relationship to play.”

Seijuro Akaji suddenly stopped.

When he stopped, everyone who followed behind froze and looked at Akaji’s back.

The atmosphere instantly condensed, waiting for Akaji to speak.

Seijuro Akaji turned his back to several people and said lightly.

“In a situation like today, I don’t want it to happen a second time.”

In today’s situation, everyone understands what it means.

Aomine’s freewheeling personality has already caused Akaji’s displeasure.

Momoi May secretly pulled the corners of Aomine Daiki’s clothes.

Aomomine Daiki waved his hand and answered very unruly.

“Got it.”

Guan Yue stood under the tree, wrapped his curly hair around his ear, and his eyes were sharp.

“Because of Fudo Peak, I have already obtained a lot of information.”

St. Rudolph and the Emperor Light, sooner or later, will be on top.

As the manager of the tennis department, he is used to planning ahead.

“This year’s Diguang may be as strong as Qingxue.”

Tennis Department of Diguang Middle School.

On the tennis court, the sound of batting is constantly heard.

Outside the iron fence, the girls stood in their seats, eagerly waiting.

“Wow~~Huangse is so handsome~~”

Several girls did not hide their liking, and their faces turned red.

“Lord Akaji is so gentle~~”

“My heart is going to jump out.”

“So, the boys who play tennis are the most handsome.”

The boy passing by silently complained.

“Didn’t you say before that the boys who play basketball are the most handsome.”

On the main court, Seijuro Akaji looked mild.

“All assembled.”

Soon, the team members lined up and were deeply orderly.

“Unfortunately, coach Kimura had a car accident yesterday evening.”

There was a sigh underneath.

“Car accident? It’s terrible. ”

Akaji went on to explain.

“During the time that Coach Kimura is hospitalized, there will be an interim coach in the Teiguo Tennis Club.”

Ryota Huangse raised his hand and asked with a smile.

“Little Akaji, it shouldn’t be your personal trainer.”

Shintaro Midorima holds today’s lucky thing – a stack of phone books.

“Akaji’s personal trainer seems to be a very remarkable character.”

Everyone is speculating about who the new coach is.

At the entrance, a black figure quietly skipped by.

“Aha, young man, the spirit is very good!”

Akaji heard a familiar voice and looked to the side.

The crowd followed the prestige.

What came into view was a man dressed in a scruffy monk’s suit.

The man wore cloth shoes on his feet, untrimmed and covered his chest.

Takishima-san said with a smile.

“Where did this monk uncle come from?”

The man leaned against the door, clutching his chest and introducing boldly.

“Hello boys, I’m your new coach, Echizen Nanjiro.”

Seijuro Akaji bowed to Echizen Nanjiro and said respectfully.

“Coach Nanjiro, on behalf of Teiko, I officially welcome you to join.”

Hearing this, everyone, including Mt. Takishima, was embarrassed again.

“No, it won’t… Is this monk actually our new coach? ”

“That uncle, it doesn’t look like he plays tennis…”

“This year, even the monks have come to play tennis?”

In the end, what has become of the tennis club, the basketball club came and kicked them and put up with it, but they didn’t expect the monks to …

Echizen Nanjiro swayed to Akaji’s side, scratching his teeth.

“Eh, what are you all doing here, shouldn’t you welcome your new coach!”

Takishima-san held his forehead, seemingly unwilling to accept this reality.

He corrected in a low voice, “Just a temporary coach.” ”

Atsushi Shihara chewed on the potato chips and complained lazily.

“Ahhh~~ Isn’t it okay for the tennis club to have Xiaochiji, the coach is redundant~~~”

Obviously, Atsushi Shihara trusts and obeys Akaji more than anyone else.

Echizen Nanjiro suddenly stepped forward and squeezed the arms and waists of the people in the front row.

This move confused several people.

“Hey, what are you doing!” Ryota Huangse was a little disgusted, but he had already been caught.

“Young man, the strength of the waist is not enough.” Echizen Nanjiro said to himself.

Then, he turned his gaze to Shintaro Midorima.

Touching a lewd light in Nanjiro’s eyes, Midorima shrank back silently.

This contraction pushed Kuroko Tetsuya out.