After Mitsui gave Wudao and others jerseys, he took the three freshmen to the Xiangbei locker room.
It is called a locker room, but in fact it is just an empty room in the corridor connecting the basketball hall and the teaching building. The place is not very big, only about seven or eight square meters. There is a window on the wall opposite the door, and on both sides of the door are two rows of metal wardrobes.
In addition to a small door lock on the outside of the wardrobe, there is a name tag with the player's name on it.
"Budo, this closet will be yours from now on."
Mitsui Shou led Takeuchi and the others into the locker room, then waved at Takeuchi, pointing to a closet near the window and said. On the closet was a small lock with three keys, and the lock was very new, and you could tell it was just bought. On the small label on the closet door, Jinguji Takeuchi's name was clearly written.
Although Budo is a new student this year, Mitsui Hisashi has already completed all the preparations for Budo to join the club.
"Not only the jersey, but the wardrobe is already prepared for me?"
"What's the situation with this lock? The one from the last senior?"
Wu Dao didn't observe carefully enough to notice the newness of the lock.
"The previous senior left the team a long time ago. The lock is new. You take the key yourself."
"All the empty closets have been cleaned and can be used directly."
"Hey!" Mitsui Shou walked to the closet, opened it casually, and then threw the key to Wudao. Then he pointed at the closet and gestured to Wudao.
"As for the two freshmen, you can choose any of the wardrobes that don't have a brand name. As for the locks, you can just buy one yourself when the time comes."
"Change into your training clothes here, and you guys can join us for morning exercises."
Mitsui Shou said to Miyagi Ryouta and Kakuta Satoru. After hearing what Mitsui Shou said, Miyagi and Kakuta looked at each other silently and saw some surprise in each other's eyes.
As freshmen, the difference in treatment between them and Wu Dao was too great. Wu Dao was also a freshman, and it was his first day at school, but he already had a formal jersey with a number. Although it was a No. 15 jersey, it meant that Wu Dao had already been registered on the Xiangbei basketball team before coming to school.
Now they even have their own exclusive wardrobe, which is equipped with both chain stores and famous brands. In contrast, the two of them only have training jerseys, and they pick their wardrobes on the spot. Even a fool can see that Mitsui Shou treats Budo and them differently.
"Uh... Mitsui-senpai."
"Can I ask you something? Did you know Jinguji-san before?"
Miyagi Ryouta was not angry because of Mitsui Shou's different treatment. Instead, his curiosity was completely aroused.
"Um?"
"Oh! As for him, we knew each other before. This guy, Takeshi, is my junior at Takeishi Junior High School. He used to be on the Takeishi basketball team, but he didn't play for two years because of some things."
"You don't need to mind it. He has already told me that he will come to Xiangbei High School, and you have seen his strength. There is no backdoor."
When Mitsui heard Miyagi ask this, he thought Miyagi was overthinking it, so he explained it a little more.
"It's not that I mind, I'm just curious." Miyagi Ryouta looked at Takeshi and couldn't help but smile. He thought of the situation when he met Takeshi just now. This junior of Mitsui Hisashi actually said "I'm not very good at playing, add a group" when he came to the gym. This act of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger really made the seniors of Xiangbei suffer a lot.
"Miyagi, don't call me Jinguji-san from now on. That's too formal."
"We're all teammates from now on, so you can just call me Budo."
"Tsunoda, I'll call you this from now on. You can just call me Budo from now on. It's more intimate."
Budou said to Miyagi and Kakuda as he took off his clothes and changed into training clothes.
"Okay, then you can just call me Liangtian from now on."
Miyagi's curiosity was satisfied, and when he heard Wudao's words, he nodded in response. Although he and Wudao had just met for the first time today, after playing a game together, Miyagi did feel that he, Wudao and Kakuta had become closer, so he was not opposed to such a title.
Jinguji Budou changed his clothes quickly. The yellow training suit fit him well since it was just a vest and shorts. Even though Mitsui Shou had tailored it according to the body shape of a third-year student at Budou Junior High School, it still didn't look small when he put it on.
After changing into training clothes, they returned to the gym together. When the four of them returned to the gym, Akagi Takenori was leading the Xiangbei players in warm-up exercises. Mitsui Hisashi directly brought Wudao and others to join the warm-up exercises.
"Shohoku High School!"
"I never thought that one day I would actually come to this school and join the basketball team of this school."
"Although Sakuragi Hanamichi and Rukawa Kaede haven't come to Xiangbei yet, we already have familiar partners in this team!"
Wu Dao absentmindedly followed the team in doing warm-up exercises, looking left and right. Although it was not his first time to come to this gym, he was just a guest who sneaked in at that time. But from now on, he was the owner of this gym.
The morning exercises of Xiangbei are physical training, and the main subjects are sprinting and full-court layups. It is not a high-end training subject, but focuses on the basics of the players.
This kind of training arrangement is actually related to the coaching style of Coach Anxi. This former national player pays the most attention to the players' foundation.
The boring training did not dampen Wudao's enthusiasm. On the contrary, Wudao enjoyed practicing with these people from Xiangbei.
Xiangbei's formal morning training time is not long, only one and a half hours in the morning. After the training, Wudao changed back into his regular clothes and went to the teaching building through the corridor.
His class was Grade One, on the first floor of the teaching building. Following the corridor, Wu Dao quickly found his class. When he pushed the door open, the class was already full of people. The only empty seat was a seat in front of the podium.
The podium was piled with new books, and a short old man with glasses was distributing textbooks to the students.
"Hello, teacher~" Wu Dao stood at the door, knocked gently and greeted the old man.
"You are... Jinguji Takeshi, right?" The old man turned his head to look at Jinguji Takeshi, pushed his glasses, and said affirmatively.
It's already late. If today wasn't the first day of school, the first class would normally have started at this time.
Wudao chatted with Mitsui Shou for a while after the team training, which delayed him for some time. It also took him some time to find the classroom for the first time, so he was a little late when he arrived at this classroom.
By this time, the teacher had already called the roll, and he knew who was missing.
"Yes." Wu Dao nodded, and while looking at the teacher, he did not forget to glance at other students in the class.
As a freshman, I am always curious about who my classmates are.
Soon, a girl came into Wudao's sight. She was a girl sitting in the second row, with a dark face and slightly thick lips, but delicate and coordinated facial features, and she was very beautiful.
She has long curly hair and although she is wearing a student uniform, she looks fashionable and sexy, not like a high school student at all. Inoue Ayako's attention is not on the teacher handing out books on the podium, but she tilts her head slightly and looks out the window.
"Inoue Ayako? Are you in the same class with me?"
Wudao recognized the other person at a glance. When he saw her, his attention was immediately drawn to her. It was not because the other person was so beautiful or attractive, but simply because the other person was Inoue Ayako, who was someone Wudao was familiar with.
What Wudao didn't notice was that while Wudao was staring at Inoue Ayako, there was a beautiful girl at the back of the class, who was staring at Wudao with a slightly pursed mouth and an angry look on her face.
The girl placed her hands flat on the desk, her fists clenched tightly, as if she was about to strike out with a powerful punch in the next second.
"Jinguji Takeshi, this desk is yours. Move the desk and sit over there."
The little old man on the podium pointed to an empty table not far in front of him, then pointed to the corner at the back of the classroom by the window and spoke to Wu Dao.
"Sure enough, it's the last row of the class again!"
"Being tall has many advantages, but it also has many disadvantages!"
Wudao sighed in his heart, moved his eyes away from Ayako, nodded silently, walked into the classroom, moved the empty desk, and walked to the back of the class.
He was not dissatisfied with the teacher's arrangement, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, his height was such that if he sat in the front row, the students behind him would not even be able to see the blackboard.
"Eh? Takako? You're in this class too?" Wu Dao was moving his small table towards the back of the classroom when he suddenly saw a familiar figure. Fujima Takako was actually also a student in this class, and she was sitting in the last row by the window.
"... ..."
"snort!"
Fujima Takako did not respond to Wudao, but just raised her head silently, snorted lightly, glanced at Wudao coldly, then lowered her head and ignored Wudao.
"???"
"What happened to her? Are there any relatives coming?"
Wudao was very surprised by Fujima Takako's attitude. He moved the table and put it behind Fujima Takako, put the bag in his hand on the table, went to the front and brought back the stool, and then sat down on the seat.
Looking at Fujima Takako's back, Wudao scratched his head, confused.
Ever since he became Fujima Shinichi's apprentice, he and Fujima Takako have met often. Fujima Takako is the same age as Takeshi. They are of the same age and both practice judo, so naturally they have a lot of communication. Their relationship is pretty good, at least Takeshi thinks so.
However, Wu Dao did not expect that when he met Fujima Takako today, the other party acted as if she didn't know him.
After Wudao sat down in his seat, the teacher continued to distribute books. The students below the podium were communicating in low voices. Not long after the start of the school year, some of the sociable students already had new friends.
"Takako, Takako?" Wudao wondered why Fujima Takako's attitude was so cold, and couldn't help but gently poking Fujima Takako's back, wanting to ask her what was wrong.
However, no matter how Wudao poked, Fujima Takako seemed to feel nothing and just ignored Wudao. This attitude made Wudao unable to help but increase his strength.
"!
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"What are you doing?!"
Fujima Takako, who was sitting in the front row of Wudao, suddenly turned her head and asked in a low voice. Although her voice was not loud, Wudao could still hear the suppressed anger in the other party's heart.
"Uh... I wanted to ask if you are feeling unwell. Why aren't you talking?" Wu Dao asked in a low voice when he saw Fujima Takako's face full of anger.
"Oh! You noticed me now?"
"I'm not feeling unwell, don't worry about me!"
After saying this, Fujima Takako quickly turned her head away and ignored Wu Dao. Her angry look made Wu Dao stunned.
"I'm already in menopause at such a young age. This world is so magical." Wu Dao was speechless. He sighed in his heart, holding his chin with one hand and looking out the window.
It was spring, the sun was shining brightly, and the spring breeze was warm. Wu Dao sat in his seat, squinting his eyes slightly, and carefully felt the campus scenery that he had longed for.
...
There were no classes on the first day of school. After distributing the books, the old man briefly explained the school rules and course schedule, and then announced that the students could move freely.
Although it is called free activities, it actually gives freshmen time to choose and find the clubs they want to join. This is the most important thing for freshmen on the first day of school.
As soon as the get out of class was over, Jinguji Budo picked up his backpack and quickly left the classroom and walked towards the gym.
Fujima Takako, who was sitting in front of Takeshi, was about to say something to Takeshi when the get out of class was over. When she turned around, she only saw Takeshi's back as he left the classroom.
"That bastard, he slipped away so quickly?!"
...
The recruitment of new members for the Xiangbei basketball team is proceeding in an orderly manner. After Wudao arrived at the gymnasium, he found that Mitsui Hisashi, Akagi and others were busy with the recruitment and no training had been carried out.
The Xiangbei players who came to the gym had nothing to do but play a three-on-three game.
"Seniors, add one, add one!"
Seeing that no one was training, Wu Dao saw his seniors who were playing a game, so he ran over with a smile to say hello and wanted to play with them, but this time, his request was ruthlessly rejected.
"It's full, no more."
"Go, go, go and practice on your own. No more, no more."
Although some teams were willing to bring Wudao along, when they expressed this intention, they were directly cut from the group by other teams.
When it comes to playing basketball, no one wants to be abused, and they have already seen the power of martial arts.
Wu Dao, who was unable to join the three-on-three practice, could only dribble the ball idly, watching the seniors playing happily and sighing softly.
This situation did not change until the afternoon.
Mitsui Hisashi and Akagi Takenori, along with a group of new members, came to the venue.
"gather!"
"Next, we will have a freshman practice match! The purpose is to test the combat effectiveness of the new recruits, and also to see if the veterans have slacked off during this holiday."
"There are two teams for the practice match, one for the sophomores and juniors, and one for all the freshmen in the first year."
"The order in which the players will appear on the field will be arranged by him, Kogure Konobu."
"Everyone, 15 minutes of warm-up time, then the competition begins!"
Mitsui Hisashi announced this to everyone. When he made the announcement, Coach Anzai was sitting on the sidelines, looking at the freshmen on the court.
"Finally, we can play in the competition. Seniors, you must do your best!"
When Jinguji Budo heard the news that a practice match was going to be held, he suddenly became energetic. He glanced at the seniors who had previously rejected his request to "add one" and smiled maliciously.
“Hmph! Boy, don’t be too arrogant. There’s a difference between half time and full time. Don’t get tired and collapse later!” A senior student was dissatisfied and retorted when he heard Wu Dao’s words.
"This time, I will teach this kid a lesson!"
Akagi Takenori, Mitsui Hisashi, and Chiba Daiishi all looked at Jinguji Budo at the same time, their expressions full of determination.
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