The Strongest Player in Sports

"We're back!"

Zongshen and Shoujia stood at the door of the house and shouted.

Looking at the door of the long-lost home, there was a flash of miss in his eyes.

Pedal!

The sound of footsteps came from inside the house, and the door was pushed open.

Shoujia Caicai saw the two of Zongshen and her eyes flashed with joy, and she hurried forward to take the suitcases of the two: "Quickly enter the house, dinner is ready."

"Um!"

The two walked into the house and found Shoujia Guoqing sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper.

It seems that I haven't seen the two brothers for a long time, so I immediately put down the newspaper in my hand and asked with a smile: "I guess the training camp is about to be off. This time I should stay at home a little longer, right?"

"The camp only opens in early February, so there is a one-month rest period."

Zongshen replied with a smile.

"Just take a good rest when you come back during the Chinese New Year, and stop talking about the training camp!"

Shoujia Caicai said with some complaints.

Although the two sons are promising, as a mother, she still hopes that the children will be by her side.

However, Zongshen two have their own ideas, and she is not easy to stop them.

But the Chinese New Year is coming soon, so I naturally want to get together with the whole family.

"Then don't talk about it, hurry up and eat!"

Shoujia Guoqing smiled, got up and walked towards the dinner table.

Japan pays attention to not talking before meals, but the two brothers haven't come back for months, and the family didn't abide by this rule, and they talked happily.

The next day.

Zongshen got up early and went to the small courtyard to practice.

Although it is on holiday now, it is still necessary to train.

Otherwise, if there is really nothing to do for a month, then the strength will definitely decline.

After practicing for an hour and eating breakfast, he and his family went to visit relatives and friends.

Zongshen is now a professional player, but also the main U-17 player. Some time ago, he led the team to win the World Cup. Naturally, he was praised by relatives and friends.

The culture of Japan basically comes from **.

**It can be said that it is the birthplace of mainstream Japanese culture.

Although there have been some changes with the changes of the times, the Chinese New Year is very similar to the Chinese New Year.

So when Zongshen left, he was still holding a lot of red packets.

Things like this kind of visit lasted for a week.

It wasn't until January 4, when the New Year holiday passed, that Zongshen and his family could breathe.

But after finishing the visit of relatives, it was the turn of friends to visit.

As the head of the training camp, Zongshen naturally went to Mifune Jindao to wait for the coach's home to visit, and then went to the home of coach Echizen Nanjiro and Ryūzaki.

These people can be said to be half of his teachers, so naturally they have to go.

After visiting these people, the matter is not over yet.

As the head of the training camp, he is also the head of the Seigaku Tennis Department.

Therefore, team members came to visit one after another.

Such as Yukimura and Sanada, and Tanegashima and others.

It wasn't until January 20th that I got a little leisurely.

"Just go to Osaka again and the matter will be over w.!"

Zongshen exhaled.

As the so-called reciprocity, this principle works regardless of the country.

When other team members came to visit him from far away, he naturally had to respond. After all, the two sides are not really subordinates and subordinates, and more are companions.

So in this half a month, he ran several places, and now only Osaka is left.

"I'll go with you too!"

Shou's family came over, carrying a tennis bag behind him.

"Are we going to visit, what are we doing with our bag?"

Zongshen was a little helpless.

"The last time Shiraishi-kun came to visit, he invited me, hoping that I would compete with him."

Shoujia replied stubbornly.

"Is that so?"

Zongshen nodded.

Then also lift the bag.

With a big wave, he walked towards the Shinkansen with his brother.

Osaka Shinkansen Station.

Heizenyuki and Shiraishi and other Osaka players have already been waiting here.

Osaka is not small, if Zongshen visits one by one, it will not take more than ten days.

Therefore, the visit is naturally based on a group.

"coming!"

As the two figures walked off the high-speed rail, a group of people surrounded them.

"Leader!"

"Senior Zongshen!"

""Hands!"

Ping Shanzhi and others greeted one after another.

"Let everyone wait a long time!"

Zongshen nodded and said.

"This is the first time for the team leader to come to Osaka? Today, we will lead the team to have fun in Osaka."

Shiraishi chuckled lightly.

"That's troublesome!"

Zongshen nodded.

Although it is a visit, a visit by a young man is completely different from a visit by an old man.

Most of the young people's New Year visits are gathering together to play, rather than staying at home and chatting deeply like their parents.

A group of people left the station and started to play in Osaka Prefecture.

First went to Osaka Umeda for a good meal, and then went to Osaka Castle for sightseeing.

In the afternoon, I came to Osaka Nakanoshima and stopped for a while to rest.

"...1 Take a break!"

Zongshen said.

A group of people have been walking the whole morning, and they are a little tired.

"The previous Nakanoshima Park is holding a baseball match. Would you like to go over and take a look?"

Yuan Zhe also asked.

"Baseball match?"

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard this.

In Japan, the most famous sport is not tennis, but baseball.

Baseball is called the national ball in Japan, and it can be said to be a national sport.

Even if they play tennis, there are not a few who know baseball.

"Let's go and take a look!"

Zongshen nodded.

Everyone walked towards the arena of Zhong (Zhao of Qian) Zhidao Park and soon arrived at their destination.

The holiday is coming to an end and the New Year's greetings are almost over, so many people are going out for fun.

A group of people passed through the crowd before squeezing into the arena.

But this match is not a regular match.

The age of the players participating in the match is only in the middle school stage.

"Is that kid also a match player?"

Ping Shanzhi shouted suddenly, and then pointed to a figure on the court.

People looked up.

I saw a young man with red hair standing in the batter's position with a baseball in his hand.

There was a big smile on the boy's face.

However, his figure is not tall, but rather short.

His face looked even more immature, and he looked like a primary school student.

With the whole audience being middle school students, the red-haired teenager looked extremely eye-catching.

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