Slam Dunk: My Study Abroad Experience at Xiangbei

Chapter 54: In this awesome place, there are still people like this?

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Tokyo University Affiliated First Middle School, full name is Tokyo University Affiliated First Middle School, nominally, is a prefectural public middle school. However, the school's enrollment method adopts the student recruitment system of private schools.

Only those who meet the school's admission requirements will be invited to attend. In the past, the school did not have any outstanding achievements in campus competitions. In the eyes of most people, the fact that they were able to win the right to compete in Tokyo this year was just an upset for the First High School affiliated to the University of Tokyo.

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

As the coach of Takeishi Junior High School, Anzai Zhengyi was already aware of this information. However, when he saw the team of players from the First Junior High School affiliated to the University of Tokyo not far away at the venue, he suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness.

The opening ceremony was taking place in the venue of Tokyo Gymnasium, and an unknown leader was giving a speech at the podium.

The audience was filled with junior high and high school teams from all over the country who had entered the national competition. In the entire venue, only the voices of the leaders' speeches echoed.

Anzai Zhengyi stood at the front of the Takeishi Junior High School team, his eyes not on the leader who was speaking. He turned his head and looked at a team a few meters away to the left. The people of the Todai Affiliated Junior High School were wearing school uniforms, and the school's abbreviation was embroidered on the back of the uniforms, so Anzai Zhengyi could easily recognize them.

Anxi Zhengyi's eyes were focused on a boy in the queue of Dongda Affiliated Middle School. He had a strong face, a handsome face, fair skin, and a neat head of hair, which made him look very heroic. The most eye-catching thing was the boy's figure.

Standing in the junior high school queue, the other person was more than a head taller than the people around him. Anxi Zhengyi estimated that the other person was probably around 184cm tall, and the most incompatible thing about him was his body shape.

Even though he was covered by a loose school uniform, Anxi Zhengyi could still get some information about the other person from the neck muscles.

"Even his neck muscles are well developed... He's a junior high school student, how is this possible?!"

Anxi Zhengyi's gaze seemed to be noticed by the young man. The man turned around and caught Anxi Zhengyi's gaze. The other party seemed to know Coach Anxi's identity as well. He grinned as a greeting and then turned back.

Anxi Zhengyi did not look away until this moment. His expression became somewhat gloomy and he no longer had any intention of listening to the speech.

After spending the opening ceremony in a daze, he hurriedly took the players from Takeishi Junior High School to the players' lounge.

Arriving in the lounge, Anxi Zhengyi hurriedly found his briefcase and flipped through it, as if he was looking for something. After searching for a long time, he took out a stack of documents and flipped through them hurriedly. Not long after, he pulled out a piece of A4 paper and held it in his hand to read it carefully.

"Shinomiya Tano... It's definitely this kid."

"184cm, 77kg?"

"Only ten points per game..."

"I am just being overly concerned."

Anxi Zhengyi looked at the information and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He felt that he was overthinking it. Maybe he just happened to meet a player with better physical condition.

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

"We will be having our first match of the national competition soon. The fact that we can get here is enough to show our strength."

"I just want to tell you that you are definitely not weaker than any other team. Even if they 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 lineup remains unchanged, but the other players also need to be ready to play at any time. The intensity of the national competition is not as high as the county competition, and victory is not something that can be achieved easily."

"Budo, play your best in this match!"

While Anxi Zhengyi was talking, Jinguji Wudao was sitting on a bench sipping his ginseng wolfberry tea. He added a little rock sugar to the tea today, which not only quenched thirst but also tasted very good. Seeing Anxi Zhengyi's serious expression, Wudao couldn't help but put down the cup and nodded.

Anxi Zhengyi glanced at his players and his expression softened a little. He felt that he had lost his composure a little. As a coach, he should not have such emotions. Coach Anxi quietly walked to the side of the lounge and sat down, closing his eyes to rest, but he couldn't help but take out the document he had just taken out and read it carefully.

"The information is fine... Why do I feel uneasy?"

Anzai Masayoshi still hadn't figured out this question until he walked out of the player tunnel and entered the stadium.

The basketball court of Tokyo Gymnasium is much larger than that of Kanagawa Prefecture, and the surrounding stands are much higher, so it can accommodate more spectators than the basketball court of Kanagawa Prefecture. When Takeishi Junior High School walked onto the court, cheers like a tsunami suddenly came from the surrounding stands.

“Ohhhhhhhh!!”

Mitsui Shou was stunned when he entered the stadium. He looked around and said puzzledly: "Does our Takeishi Middle School have such a big influence? There was such a big cheer just after he came on the field?"

"This cheer is not for us... It looks like we are in big trouble today."

Jinguji Budo was much more sober than Mitsui Shou. He noticed that the audience was not looking at them at all, and then they all looked towards the other side of the court.

Following the audience's gaze, they saw their opponents, the players from the First Affiliated Middle School of the University of Tokyo, walking out of the player tunnel. The team that caused the audience to cheer was not their Takeishi Middle School, but the First Affiliated Middle School of the University of Tokyo.

Dongda Affiliated No. 1 Middle School clearly qualified as a dark horse, but their players seemed to have long been accustomed to the tsunami-like cheers at the moment. They walked calmly to their rest area and changed their equipment.

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

"Let's go to the rest area." Anxi Zhengyi noticed the tension of the team members, lowered his brows slightly, and said to everyone. He didn't have any good way to eliminate the tension of the team members at this time, mainly because he himself didn't expect that the experienced Takeishi team members would be affected by such a scene.

Dongda Affiliated No. 1 Middle School actually has the home advantage in the national competition.

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

"Tian Ye, if you have changed your shoes, go give them a welcome gift!"

Yasui tilted his head and glanced sideways at Takeishi's rest area, and said with a smile. The word "sinister" was engraved on his face, emitting a dark glow.

“… … .”

"Coach, this isn't a good idea. I'm seeing the guys on the other side getting a little nervous."

Shigong Tianye subconsciously took the basketball and put it beside him, looking to the side while tying his shoelaces. Although he said so, after tying his shoelaces, he still grabbed the basketball and walked towards the court.

The appearance of Shinomiya Tano also triggered cheers from the entire audience. The already enthusiastic audience cheered even louder when he walked to the rest area.

"Such loud cheers, who is that guy?" Mitsui Hisashi was sitting on the bench sipping water. Suddenly, the cheers around him became louder, and he couldn't help but look at the man who walked into the stadium.

At this moment, Shimoya Nono walked to the bottom line of the three-point line and threw the ball towards the basket.

"Super long three-pointer? Such power is bullshit!" Mitsui Shou saw this scene, sneered, and didn't care.

But he suddenly discovered that Shimoya Tano, who had thrown the basketball, had already walked into the court and was accelerating towards the basket.

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

"Bang!!!"

A loud noise suddenly sounded in the stadium. Shigong Tianye dunked the ball into the basket, raised his forearms, and hung on the basket, swaying slightly as the basket shook.

The originally lively atmosphere of the stadium suddenly became silent at this moment. After a few seconds of silence, the surrounding stands once again erupted in amazing cheers. The cheers this time were even more enthusiastic than before. Only then did Shigong Tianye get down from the basket, squatted down, grabbed the basketball with one hand, and walked back to the rest area.

Unlike the enthusiastically cheering audience, Takeishi Junior High School fell into an eerie silence. Everyone had their mouths slightly open, a look of disbelief on their faces.

Even Jinguji Takeshi's eyes widened with surprise on his face.

"This... This place, there are still people like this?!"

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