The boy with the bowl-cut hair looked very tired. It was just a practice match and Sendoh didn't take it seriously at all.
Before coming to Takeishi Junior High School, Akizuki Junior High School had already played several games in Kanagawa Prefecture. In Sendoh's opinion, the basketball level of junior high school students in Kanagawa Prefecture is just so-so. How much stronger can Takeishi Junior High School, which is ranked similar to Toigaoka Junior High School, be than Toigaoka Junior High School
Their Akizuki Middle School had played against Fuqiu Middle School before, and they won an overwhelming victory with a score of 77:51. The boy with the pot-cut hair scored 33 points alone in that game and helped the team win.
Facing Takeishi Junior High School, Sendoh had no motivation at all.
"oh?!"
"Twenty points for nothing?!"
"I seem to have heard something very extraordinary!"
While the short-haired boy and the pot-cut boy were talking, at the gate of Takeishi Middle School, Anzai Zhengyi and the captain Fujii Masao came to greet them. Today was the day of the practice match between Takeishi Middle School and Akizuki Affiliated Middle School. The two of them had been waiting at the school gate. They had only been in the security room before, and they walked out when they saw Akizuki's bus arrive.
As soon as he walked out, Anxi Zhengyi happened to overhear the conversation between two teenagers from Qiuyue Middle School.
"Haha! Justice! Long time no see!"
"It's normal for a kid to be a little upset. Don't take it to heart."
"Besides, with our Xiandao's ability, getting 20 points is already very humble! Hahahaha!"
Among the team of Qiuyue High School, a middle-aged man with a big belly walked out of the crowd, laughing and greeting Anxi Zhengyi.
The middle-aged man's stomach shook as he walked, and he looked very tired.
This middle-aged man is the coach of the basketball team of Akizuki Junior High School - Katori Shingo. He was once a famous national player in Japan, but he retired due to injury at the age of 27. After that, he began to serve as the coach of the basketball team of Akizuki Junior High School, and it has been thirteen years now.
Shingo Katori and Masayoshi Anzai are old acquaintances. Although they are a few years apart in age, they both have played for the national team and have been friends, teammates and opponents for many years.
"Shingo, you're still the same, you haven't changed at all!"
"It's only been over a year since we last met, and your belly is getting bigger and bigger."
In the first sentence, Anzai Zhengyi still looked emotional, but in the next sentence, he was secretly sarcastic. Unlike Katori Shingo's potbelly, Anzai Zhengyi has a good figure. Although he is wearing a decent suit, the bulging muscles under the suit can still be seen.
Katori Shingo seemed not to have heard the sarcasm in Anzai Masayoshi's words. He waved at the boy with the pot-cut hair nearby. When the boy with the pot-cut hair came closer, Katori Shingo grabbed him and brought him in front of him. He patted the boy on the shoulder and introduced him:
"Justice! Let me introduce you to my disciple, Sendoh Akira!"
"He's not just an ordinary team member, he's a disciple. Do you understand, disciple?"
"Sendoh is thirteen years old and a freshman in junior high school. He is 182cm tall and plays as a forward on our team."
"Haha, I forgot to mention that in the previous few games in Kanagawa, this kid scored more than 30 points in every game."
"How is it? Justice, how is my disciple doing!"
Katori Shingo is about 185cm tall. At this moment, he is hugging the boy with the bowl-cut shoulder and introducing him to Anzai Masayoshi with a proud look on his face.
"Is this face showing off?!"
"This bastard is still like this."
Anxi Zhengyi cursed in his heart, but a gentle smile appeared on his face. He looked Xiandao up and down, and then said:
"Well, the boy is very good, very good, and very talented."
"Although Shingo isn't very good at playing basketball, he is a good teacher. He must have put a lot of effort into training a kid like you."
"But kid, you can't learn everything from him. You must be humble and not arrogant. Only by being humble and not arrogant can you play basketball well."
"Haha, I won't say much. Everyone from Qiuyue High School, please go in first."
Although Anzai Masayoshi had a smiling face, his words were still secretly mocking Katori Shingo.
"Justice, you also think Xiandao has talent, right?"
"Hahaha, even though you're not that good at playing basketball, your vision is pretty good!"
"Let's go, kids, go in and meet your next opponent."
Katori Shingo seemed not to notice the sarcasm in Anzai Masayoshi's words. When he heard Anzai Masayoshi acknowledged Sendoh's talent, the fat on his face piled up and he burst into laughter.
"Hmph, I'll show you what I can do later!"
Katori Shingo waved to the students of Akizuki Middle School, and then walked to the side of Anzai Masayoshi. The two coaches walked at the front of the team. When Katori Shingo came to Anzai Masayoshi, the smile on his face instantly withdrew. He looked at Anzai Masayoshi with his eyes slanted, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, revealing a hint of a sneer.
"An expedition, huh?! We'll beat you till you lose your bearings!"
At this time, Anzai Masayoshi was also looking at Katori Shingo with his eyes slanted, thinking secretly in his heart, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.
The students following behind them seemed to be able to sense the atmosphere of secret competition between the two coaches, and subconsciously kept some distance between them.
The players also became nervous subconsciously. They could feel that their coach Katori was different today than before.
"Wow, coach is so awesome that fire is coming out of his body." Sendoh still looked lazy, and at this time he had the leisure to tease his own coach.
Under the guidance of Anzai Zhengyi, the group from Akizuki Middle School soon arrived at the entrance of the gymnasium of Takeishi Middle School.
As soon as the door was opened, the cheers of the audience poured out from the gymnasium.
"Wushi! Clang, clang, clang! Wushi! clang, clang, clang!"
A wave of sound surged out from the gymnasium. The students from Qiuyue High School who had just arrived at the gymnasium entrance froze and stopped unconsciously. Everyone fell silent and looked at the people in the stadium.
Although it was Saturday today, the gymnasium of Takeishi Middle School was full of students who came to watch the game, nearly 200 people. These students were all from Takeishi Middle School, and when they heard that the basketball team was going to play against opponents from Tokyo, they spontaneously formed a cheerleading team.
"This is a warning to us!" Katori Shingo's expression froze. He turned back silently and observed the status of his teammates.
The mentality of junior high school players is unstable, and they are easily affected by the audience when playing away games. Katori Shingo is a little worried that the players will be intimidated by the cheers of the opposing team.
"Ohhh! So many people."
"It's really interesting. As expected, a competition is only interesting if there are spectators."
The pot-cut boy, Xiandao, who had been lacking interest, showed a look of surprise on his face and said happily. His words broke the silence of the Qiuyue High School team, and the team members laughed and echoed:
"Yeah, it's more fun with an audience."
"A ball game? It would be so boring without spectators."
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Seeing that the team members seemed to have relaxed, Katori Shingo silently turned his head back and secretly praised them in his heart:
"Xian Dao, you are worthy of it!"
Anxi Zhengyi nodded secretly when he saw that the players of Qiuyue Middle School adjusted so quickly. His eyes stayed on Sendoh for two seconds, and then he pointed to a rest area in the stadium and said:
"Your rest area is over there, warm up first, the game starts in twenty minutes."
After Anxi Zhengyi finished speaking, he walked towards his team in the venue. The players from Qiuyue High School put a lot of pressure on Anxi Zhengyi, so he had to go back to the team to make some arrangements.
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