Wang Wangzhi starts from Sharingan

Chapter 2 The Day of Change in the Youth Academy Tennis Club

Kill Sumire Ryuzaki.

Transform the Seigaku Tennis Club into your own shape.

For Kitagawa Sora, it is actually not too difficult.

after all.

He is Kitagawa Sora.

then.

today.

Monday of the second week of school.

Take advantage of the lunch break.

Kitagawa Sora came to the vice-principal's office, looking for the real horn bone.

This is the best collaborator selected after some analysis.

He is a 45-year-old man who has just taken office as the vice principal of the Junior High School of Youth Academy for half a year.

My father was one of the veteran members of the school board.

Very fond of tennis.

When I was young, I also had the dream of being a professional tennis player.

During the noon meeting.

Kitagawa Sora took out what he had prepared long ago.

——Related information about the Youth Academy Tennis Club.

which content.

There was a glorious past, the legendary samurai——Echizen Nanjiro.

There is also a tennis club that has been stuck in poor results in regional competitions and metropolitan competitions in recent years.

There is also a series of analyzes and interpretations of coach Sumire Ryuzaki, community atmosphere, existing members, rules and regulations, etc.

immediately.

Kitagawa Sora also talked about his philosophy and future plans for the tennis club.

In short.

to the end.

Zhen Jiao Da Gu was convinced.

Decided to side with Kitagawa Sora and support him in reforming the Youth Academy Tennis Club.

Because he also had passion and dreams!
of course.

Beyond pure passion and dreams.

There are also some other reasons.

For example, the identity of the heir to the Kitagawa Sora Consortium.

For example, Kitagawa Sora also has a school director sister.

For example, the Beichuan Foundation's huge sponsorship to Qingxue.

of course.

Let’s not talk about the above.

In Makoto Oko's view, Kitagawa Sora's plan for the future of the tennis club is really impressive, the content is real and far-reaching, and it is not just nonsense.

So why not give it a try?

No matter what, the situation in the tennis club can't be worse than it is now, right?

time.

It's four o'clock in the afternoon.

Boys and girls filled with youthful spirit started club activities one after another.

The tennis club, which has a total of 42 people, has all arrived and lined up.

Wearing sunglasses and clothes, the god stick grows up and Yuda.

Sumire Ryuzaki with a wooden face.

He was standing in front giving lectures.

at this time.

With a 'click', the stadium gate opened.

The three figures approaching immediately became the focus of the audience.

Kitagawa Sora changed into sportswear and carried a tennis bag.

A man with real horns and big bones in a suit.

And a beautiful secretary in OL's black silk professional attire - Makoto Reiko.

At this time.

I saw Sora Kitagawa coming over.

People in the tennis club immediately started talking about it.

"Eh~"

"Isn't this the first-year freshman who watches us outside every day?"

"It seems to be called Kitagawa Sora, right?"

Because of the daily off-court observation last week, everyone in the tennis club had a little impression of Beichuan Sora.

At this time.

Someone noticed the real horn and big bone beside Kitagawa Sora.

He couldn't help but exclaimed.

"Hmm~"

"Isn't that Vice Principal Zhen Jiao?"

"Why did you come here with this new student?"

Everyone couldn't help but looked at each other.

Doubt suddenly arises.

At this moment.

Aigaku Rokuko, Tezuka Kunimitsu, Fuji Shusuke, Kikumaru Eiji, Oishi Shuichiro, Inui Sadharu, Kawamura Takashi.

Within a week, we had become friends.

are standing together.

After seeing Sora Kitagawa.

Eiji Kikumaru is as lively and active as a cat.

Suddenly he couldn't help but speak.

"Hey, Fuji, look, it's Beichuan. He's here again today."

"Yeah, but I always feel that Beichuan-kun today is different from usual."

Smile and narrow your eyes.

Fuji Shusuke said hesitantly.

The sixth sense of genius is always so sharp.

Come on.

It's also a coincidence.

Kitagawa Sora, Kikumaru and Fuji are classmates.

After a week of getting along, Beichuan Kong, who is usually gentle and friendly, has a very good relationship with the two little ones.

At this time.

Look at the three people walking over.

Sumire Ryuzaki frowned and stepped forward to greet him.

"Principal Makoto, why are you here?"

A woman's sixth sense made her feel something was wrong.

"Teacher Ryuzaki, I am here with Kitagawa-san today." "Please be mentally prepared for what will happen next."

The real horned big bone nodded slightly, which was a response.

At the same time, it is stated that the protagonist today is not himself, but Kitagawa Sora.

At this time.

Sumire Ryuzaki finally stared at Sora Kitagawa.

Brows furrowed.

This first grade.

She remembers.

On Wednesday last week, I came over and interrupted my nap, saying that I wanted to discuss the tennis club with her.

Why abandon the seniority system and give first-year students the opportunity to be selected for the main job?

What else can be done to correct the atmosphere and manage the members well?

As well as the future plans of the tennis department and so on.

A whole lot of mess.

It's just upsetting.

Just a first-year freshman.

Know what?
Sumire Ryuzaki, who was at the end of menopause, drove Sora Kitagawa away in anger.

At this time.

Watching Sumire Ryuzaki's memories end.

Kitagawa Kong was the first to speak and said calmly.

"Teacher Ryuzaki, we meet again."

"Kitagawa-san, what do you want to do when you come here today? You also invited the busy Vice Principal Makoto."

Ryuzaki Sumire narrowed her eyes and asked.

Now the word 'vice' is added.

Hehe, who is he?

under the gaze of the crowd.

Beichuan Kong raised his eyebrows and glanced around.

Then he said coldly.

"It's nothing."

"It's just an attempt to clean up this rotten tennis club."

"Just destroy it with your own hands."

A word fell.

But it stirred up thousands of waves.

The scene suddenly became noisy.

Sumire Ryuzaki hasn't spoken yet.

The gangsters in the team behind him were the first to press the trigger.

"Hey kid, what do you mean?"

"First graders, how do you talk?"

"Are you crazy? Brat, who do you think you are?"

The group is protesting.

Beichuan Kong turned around and stepped forward.

While putting down the tennis bag, he said calmly.

"The disgusting seniority system, the bad social atmosphere, a lot of trash living around, and the old-fashioned coaches who can't keep up with the times."

"Except for the first-year newcomers and a few normal members who have seen through it."

"This tennis club is really worthless."

His tone was normal and indifferent, as if he was talking about what classes he took today, who he met, and what he was going to do for a while.

however.

The content in it is like that deadly sword.

Let countless people break their defenses one after another.

"Kid, who do you think is dawdling?"

"Damn bastard, you deserve a beating, right?"

"You are the waste. Your whole family is waste."

Well, it seems that this group of people are quite self-aware in some respects, and they settled in quickly.

At this time.

The ministers Da and Youda, who had been silent until now, also stood up.

Using his special magic tone.

speak up.

"Beagawa-san, although I don't know why you view the tennis club and coach Ryuzaki so much, there must be some misunderstanding."

"Why don't we sit down and have a good talk."

The treatment is like mud, just like the incident of Tezuka's hand injury in the original work.

It really deserves to be an old pillar of 'Origin of Evil'.

At this time.

Sumire Ryuzaki, who was ridiculed severely, finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Said with a gloomy face.

"Look down on the tennis club, look down on the seniors, look down on the coach."

"Kitagawa, as a freshman, it's good to be confident, but you can't be arrogant, let alone complacent or self-righteous."

"To know"

Just when Sumire Ryuzaki was relying on her old age and was habitually preaching to Sora Kitagawa.

Kitagawa Sora's patience has been exhausted.

He spoke directly, interrupting Sumire Ryuzaki.

"I knew you wouldn't accept your fate easily."

The cold eyes glanced away.

Let everyone tremble slightly.

Followed by.

"bring it on."

"Give you a chance to fight to the death."

Bei Chuankong's eyes were fixed, and he directly entered a serious state.

Powerful movement.

Hand up, clap down.

He pulled out the tennis racket from the tennis bag and swung it suddenly, pointing directly at the Qingxue Tennis Club in front of him with an aura that would destroy everything.

That domineering and arrogant voice.

straight up.

"Use tennis to decide the outcome."

"Win me."

"Just pretend nothing happened today."

"But if I win."

"Then your destiny will be controlled by me."

　ps: My hands are really cold when coding in winter~
　　
　
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