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[The Winter Cup will start in two weeks, how are you doing, President? 】

The blond young man was lying on his back on his bed, eating snacks while replying Yukio Kasamatsu's text message.

[Last time you sent me the training list specially for Kise, I have already carried it out. It was fine at first, but later Kise was a little impatient to watch the video of their junior high school game, but I pressed his head and joined him finish watching. 】

Nioh Masaharu often sits in the projection room for a whole day, in order to perfectly phantom become someone else, use other people's special tricks, he wants to reflect every detail in his eyes, and phantom every move into the other person's appearance.

Kise Ryota of Kaito's basketball club simply observes the opponent in the past games and imitates them. He can copy the opponent's skills with just a few eyes in the battle, which proves that Kise Ryota's talent is definitely not weak. Then ——

It's just lazy.

Let Yukio Kasamatsu watch all the games of "Generation of Miracles" with his restless high-ranking trump card, and let Ryota Kise master all their moves.

[Tie the ankles to practice the curved grip for the hands, it's very tiring... But after a week, the effect is really obvious, the wrists are much more flexible when passing and shooting. 】

This is U-17's training method for tennis players' wrist grip. With a little modification of the details, it can be used by the basketball team.

[The first qualifying match, Haichang won.How is the president in Australia? 】

At the start of the Winter Cup, Hongxiang went to the main battlefield-Australia as the U-17 representative of Japan.

Then there is no sense of disobedience when traveling between teams from various countries, especially Italy and Russia. The blond young man whistles today and goes shopping with the handsome men of the Italian team, and tomorrow he puts on his coat and goes shooting with the tough men of Russia.

——In the U-17 quarter-finals, Japan won. Kasamatsu and your quarter-finals will also win.

[Winter Cup quarter-finals, Haichang wins. 】

In the summer, Hai often stopped in the quarterfinals of the national competition, but now, the elite of the blue is back on the battlefield!

——Very well, we are one step ahead of you and have already won the semi-finals.

[I saw it on TV, because it is the president... almost all the students in the school are paying attention to this year's competition, the president and Taneshima, please work hard! 】

--Yep.

[President!Congratulations!Japan has won! ! ! 】

—Want to have fun with me?At least win the semi-finals.

【Yes!The day after tomorrow is the match against Cheng Rin! 】

With so many exclamation points in the two text messages, it seems that Yukio Kasamatsu is really excited.The blond youth looked at a group of high school students at the celebration banquet and continued to edit text messages.

——We will be back the day after tomorrow, just in time to watch your game.

Japan is two hours later than Australia. I looked at the distance from Tokyo International Airport to the Central Gymnasium where the semi-finals will be held, and calculated the time to get off the plane.Well, the time is a bit tight. I guess the game has already started by the time he arrives.

"The treatment is really good this time. They actually gave us a private cabin." The white-haired and brown-skinned young man sat on the other side of the aisle and touched the armrest.

Not all planes have large cabins. The country will naturally treat the middle school students who won the U-17 World Cup champion favorably, and charter the first class and business class of the flight. Out of care for the seniors, the high school students are in the first class. Junior high school students are in business class.

But as soon as Hongxiang stepped into the plane, he immediately slipped into the business class, followed by Erlang Saburo Xiaolang.

"Senior, why are you here?" Kirihara Chiya asked.

"Coach Sanchuan is over there."

The first-class seats are spacious and can lie flat, the cocktails are free, and the food is more exquisite.So when the barefoot uncle walked into the cabin, he drank a bottle of wine and lay down on his back, scratching his stomach with his fingers, and started snoring, with a strong smell of alcohol in his nose.

"...That's really bad." The black coat team naturally knew the virtues of the three boats, and they expressed their understanding of Hong Xiang's business class.

Even though the game is over, the fire in everyone's heart is still burning, "Hey, after returning to China, will many reporters come to interview us?"

"Of course, maybe the microphone was held at the airport!"

"Will a bunch of people come to pick up the plane? Just think about it and get excited!"

"That's for sure, my uncle is definitely the most gorgeous one! Huh?"

Little Kelp's starry eyes flashed, "I'm so nervous! What questions will I ask?"

"Too slack!"

The blond young man by the window put on a blindfold and murmured, "You are so young..."

Then Shuji Taneshima ripped off Tokogo's blindfold, "Why are you sleeping, wake up~"

"..." Erlang, your number is gone.

…………

"Hey, wake up."

"President, we're about to land." The white-haired, brown-skinned young man shook his head lightly, and the blond-haired young man woke up slowly, taking off his blindfold.

There was still some confusion in the blue eyes, which were pierced by the sunlight outside the window, Hong Xiang squinted uncomfortably, and looked at the ground again.

Immediately, the corner of her mouth twitched, "... Tsk, I'm in trouble."

"what happened?"

Hong Xiang: My knowledge and domineering told me that we were surrounded by reporters.

After the plane stopped, high school students wearing red and white U-17 Japanese team uniforms got off the plane first. There were already many reporters pushing at the sensor door. As long as they entered, their mouths would be filled with microphones.

It's no wonder that Japan, which was ranked 23rd in the world last year, had a big upset and became the world champion.Not only domestically, but also internationally are shocked by Japan's ranking.

They were still in Australia after the game, and they received many interviews from foreign media. If it weren’t for the fact that most of the middle school students couldn’t speak the language and were rejected by the coach, they would have to eat the microphone in advance.

The blond-haired youth looked at his phone, and Haichang's semi-final was about to start in an hour... and the sensor door was the only way to exit the airport. I wonder if those reporters can let him go quickly?

"Now the U-17 Japanese representatives have disembarked. From the camera, we can see that they are coming here. The leaders are indeed Hongxiang Hehui and Byodoin Phoenix. As the U-17 team leaders, the two have contributed a lot. No. Nikkei TV station Rena Mizumu will report for you."

"Wow, there are so many people..."

"It feels... a bit scary." The bubbles in Marui Fumta's mouth became smaller and he stopped blowing.

"Although reporters from tennis magazines came to interview before, this is the first time I have encountered such a big team."

"After all, we are champions! Isn't this kind of treatment deserved!"

"Oh, Xiao Jin is very energetic, Ecstasy~"

"Karanosuke, your legs are shaking, are you nervous?"

In the U-17's first match, in the singles match with the Greek team, Shiraishi Kuranosuke was broken by the opponent's light. Shuji Tanejima immediately saw through his state and exchanged games with him. The relationship between the two is in the It got better after that.

"It's not there, Senior Cultivator!"

"Based on this momentum, will the first person to be interviewed be Hongxiang or Byodoin?"

"It's okay for Hongxiang, Byodoin...he is not suitable for interviews, after all, all kinds of vulgar words are uttered, and the etiquette is not up to standard." Saito was a little distressed.

"No, even Senior He Hui has never encountered so many reporters."

"Huh? By the way, we are back from the championship. Shouldn't we be interviewed in the news room in neat suits? It's not a good image to be so dusty."

"It's late, Senior Hehui has already entered! It's our turn soon!" They were still junior high school students, half expecting and half shy about the scene that was about to be surrounded by flashing lights and cameras, maybe... A little timid.

As soon as he got off the plane, his hair, which had been combed before going out, was blown a little messy by the wind at the airport. The young man was wearing a coat in the color of the Japanese flag. The zipper was not closed, revealing a T-shirt of the same color inside.

"Student Hongxiang, how do you feel as the leader of the U-17's victory this time?"

Hearing the reporter's inquiry, the blond young man smiled reflexively, quickly found the camera, and met the Japanese people watching the live broadcast. His blue eyes covered the entire forest, gentle and restrained, but hidden. With the unknown, adding a sense of unruliness.

"Japan's victory is the inevitability of fate."

He just moved slightly and changed his position, but the young man under the camera is quite different from usual, with a different kind of charm.The photographer very touchingly took a close-up of the face of the blond young man. His handsome face made the audience think for a moment that they were watching an interview with a celebrity.

After seeing the other middle school student athletes behind the team leader, Reina Mizumu couldn't help sighing in her heart: Isn't this group of tennis teenagers really selected based on their looks?

...with a few exceptions.

After being surrounded by reporters for half an hour, many middle school students became tired, but the reporters didn't let them go at all, and blocked them at the exit.

The blond young man glanced at the young lady who asked him the question in distress, and said in a slightly apologetic tone, "I'm sorry, Ms. Mizuno, I have something to do next."

Rena Mizumura stared at her blue cat eyes, but didn't realize it for a while, "Huh?"

Then, Hongxiang gently pushed Mizurunai's shoulder. The moment there was a gap, the blond young man rushed out of the reporter's encirclement and ran towards the VIP exit.

Heh, when it comes to escaping, he is a professional.

Da-da-da-da.

"..."

With an ominous premonition, Hong Xiang turned his head and saw a dozen red and white figures following him all the way, and a bunch of reporters behind him.

"Why did you run away too!" Stay there to deal with the reporters!

"You are the president, you are too cunning, you left us there." Shuji Taneshima was the first to discover Hongxiang's escape intention and quickly followed.

Toyama Kintaro followed closely, "Yes, yes, brother, you are too unkind!"

"Kintaro, you... aren't you looking forward to being interviewed!"

"The flashlight they took pictures made my eyes hurt. If Baishi and Uncle Ghost didn't pull me, I would have wanted to run away!"

Hong Xiang kept walking, and had already run out of the VIP channel.At this time, several familiar figures floated by.

"Cirhara, what's the matter with you?" Li Haida should be very comfortable with these interviews.

Little Kelp faltered a little, "No, that's the only one... Seeing that you all ran away, I also ran with you?"