I'm in NetKing, and I have a tennis mini-game

Chapter 21 The on-campus selection competition begins

Night falls.

The Hyokui Tennis Club office is brightly lit.

Sakaki Taro, the tennis club coach (supervisor/advisor), is currently sitting at his desk, carefully reviewing the selection list sent by the director Atobe.

Generally speaking.

The official representative of each club is nominated by the minister and then decided by the coach.

most of the time.

Out of trust, coaches will not make changes to the roster.

Naturally the same goes for Sakaki Taro.

In fact, in addition to being the tennis coach, he mainly teaches music subjects at Hyokui.

Normally, he would rarely interfere with the affairs of the tennis club, leaving them to the director, Atobu, to manage them.

Only in school trials, when Sakaki Taro needs to make a decision, he will come forward.

"The list is still the same as last year."

Looking at the names on the list, Sakaki Taro tapped the table with the fingertips of his right hand, a faint look of disappointment on his face.

"It seems that there are no outstanding newcomers this year."

As Hyotei's coach, Sakaki Taro naturally hopes to see new blood added to the team.

The best thing is to have players that can make him shine like he did five years ago and two years ago.

Needless to say, two years ago, Atobe, who returned from England, swept the tennis club, giving Sakaki Taro a strong shock.

As for five years ago.

The boy who also came out of nowhere led the Ice Emperor to enter the national competition for the first time and achieved a good ranking.

"so."

Thinking of this, Sakaki Taro showed a sad expression on his face: "Does this kind of thing follow the rule of once every three years?"

"Ok?"

but.

Just when he quickly scanned the list and was about to throw it aside, his attention was suddenly attracted by the name at the end.

"Shin Ishikawa?"

"First grade?"

"Tsk tsk."

Seeing the last name in Group D, Sakaki Taro showed an interesting smile on his face.

Hyotei has no deputy minister.

All lists are drawn up by Atobu alone.

Not surprisingly, the first-year student named Ishikawa Shin must have been personally observed by Atobe before writing his name.

As for Atobe's vision, Sakaki Taro knew it very well.

"It's interesting to be favored by Atobe and be placed in this group again. This school trial will definitely be interesting!"

Putting away the list, Sakaki Taro stood up and walked to the window seat.

at the same time.

On the tennis court in the distance, near a streetlight.

There was a vaguely swaying figure who was practicing his serve.

"That posture is"

Sakaki Taro, who has good eyesight, observed this scene, and a gleam of light suddenly flashed in his eyes: "Feng's heavy artillery serve?"

And the strange figure gradually overlapped with a certain figure he guessed in his mind.

this moment.

This coach, who basically doesn't care about the development of the tennis club, is suddenly full of expectations for the school trials that will start tomorrow!
The next day.

The second week of the new semester.

As the newcomers become more familiar with each other, the campus and classrooms become more lively.

Hyotei's first grade class C.

Ishikawa was still reading and studying by himself as before.It's not that he is too aloof, but there is really no one in the class that he can look down upon.

This is not only true for his class, but also for the first-year students on the same floor.

Actually.

This is the case with the original Ice King.

The first-year players have nothing to show for themselves.

Since he has finished most of the cultural subjects this semester, Ishikawa is now starting to study high-level tennis tactics.

at this time.

What he was holding in his hand was already the third autobiography he had borrowed from the library, about retired top professional players.

Generally speaking, these are basically chicken soup for the soul and the like.But after all, it is the autobiography of a top player, and it also contains some of the opponent's self-views about tennis.

Read three books in a row.

Ishikawa also summarized some experiences, initially determined the direction of his future training, and figured out some possible tactics on the field.leftover.

It was tested in actual combat.

Of course, the premise is that Atobe really places him in the new round of school selection.

Otherwise, he would have to hibernate for another month.

but.

Ishikawa's instinct told him that the Hyokui's minister would not let him live too leisurely.

3 pm.

Club activity time.

As Hyokui's largest club, the tennis club's trials for the new semester have attracted a large number of students to watch before it even begins.

Among them, the vast majority are girls.

This is of course because Minister Atobe is handsome and rich, but also because Hyotei's tennis skills are second to none in Tokyo.

at this time.

Tennis club training ground.

More than two hundred team members all stood neatly in a square formation.

At the front are coach Sakaki Taro, who is wearing a burgundy suit, and minister Atobe Keigo.

"Today starts this month's on-campus tryouts."

"The rules remain unchanged. 32 players will be selected from all team members and divided into 4 groups of 8 people each."

"Every two people in each group will play one game, and only the wins will be counted. The two people with the most wins will be qualified for the main selection, and the third and fourth place will be included in the second team."

Sakaki Taro said, took out the list of the competition, and said: "Group A, Keigo Atobe, Jirou Akutagawa."

"Group B, Mugahigatake and Houchotaro."

"Group C, Taki Oginosuke, Kagaki Takahiro."

"Group D, Yushi Ninzu, Akira Shishito, and Shinji Ishikawa!"

"For the above 32 people, remember your own groups. The competition time schedule and division of games have been posted on the bulletin board. Those who are absent from the game without reason will be directly judged as losers!"

After Sakaki Taro finished speaking, except for a few people including Atobe, the rest of the team members who were selected to qualify for the competition all had stern expressions on their faces.

This is the majesty of Coach Hyokui.

Even Atobe, in his eyes at this time, was no different from anyone else.

Besides.

More people turned their attention to a handsome black-haired boy in the crowd.

After Sakaki Taro announced the disbandment and began to move freely, the crowd immediately heard voices of disbelief.

"How is it possible that the newcomer is qualified to participate?"

"That's right, it's an on-campus selection competition. Only 200 people will be selected out of more than 32 people!"

"Which one, Koshikawa or Maruno, is not better than him?"

"idiot!"

But at this moment, a cold voice sounded behind several people.

"Who?"

They turned around subconsciously, only to see a young man with a brown mushroom head and gloomy eyes looking at them with a sneer.

"Hiyoshi?!!"

Seeing that it was the captain of the second team, several people immediately swallowed back the rebuttals that came to their lips.

"Watch your words."

Seeing the fearful expressions of several people, Riji smiled disdainfully and said coldly: "Don't forget, only the minister is qualified to arrange the quota for the selection competition!"

Done.

He turned away.

The few people who were left sweating looked at each other with fearful expressions on their faces.If the Ministry of Finance finds out about criticizing the minister behind his back, they will definitely suffer the consequences.

"Sure enough, the weak are the weak."

Seeing the reactions of several people from the corner of his eye, Hiji felt even more disdainful.

immediately.

His eyes turned to Ishikawa, who was already swinging with a group of first-year players near the training area: "Interesting, it's already this time, are you still doing these useless things?"

"Are you confident about the competition, or have you given up on yourself after knowing the list of competitions and knowing that you can't win?"

Think of this.

The smile on Hiji's face grew a little wider.

He didn't think it was the former possibility, and he admired Ishikawa's ability to understand current affairs even more.

Subsequently.

He turned his gaze and looked at a young man with long brown hair shawl who was warming up near a certain court.

"It seems that my luck is indeed good, Shishido-senpai!"

(End of this chapter)