Net King: My Black Basket Template

Chapter 75 Tennis Club Test, Newcomers Join the Team

Fudomine Middle School.

sunset.

Two students were walking on the campus path, holding several basketballs in their hands, heading towards the equipment room, and sharing the recent news.

"Have you heard? Akimoto successfully entered the tennis club!" Yukihei Yasukawa said close to him.

"Really, my ears are starting to feel callous these days."

Koishi Shinchuan held the basketball with a slumped face. When he thought of Akimoto's triumphant appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little envious.

"That guy is really lucky~

I heard that as long as you join the tennis club, you will have the opportunity to compete for the main selection, regardless of grade. "

"And it seems that Principal Mizushima hired a very powerful tennis coach from outside!"

Hearing this, Yukihei Yasukawa also showed a yearning expression.

Ever since Fudoho won the metropolitan championship, the tennis club became very popular in the school. Many first-year students even quit the club and wanted to join the tennis club.

But joining the club is not that easy now. In order to maintain the good atmosphere of the club, Yuki Satoru made a new rule.

After students submit their application for admission, they must pass the test before they can officially join the department.

Everyone will have a week to try out in the tennis club, and based on each person's performance, it will be decided whether they can stay.

In this way, not only can we screen out those who are chasing the title of champion and only have three minutes of enthusiasm; it can also make members who have already joined the club realize that their opportunities are hard-won and cherish every second of club activity time.

"The basketball department is too rigid. When will this day of constantly picking up balls for the first picks end~~"

Koishi Nobukawa looked up to the sky and sighed, his eyes lifeless like a salted fish that had lost its dream.

The next moment, he seemed to have made up his mind.

"I made a decision!

I also want to quit the basketball club, then pass the test and join the tennis club! "

Koishi Nobukawa suddenly shouted loudly, and forced Yukihei Yasukawa to stop, looking at him with bright eyes: "How about it? Yasukawa, you come too!"

"." Yukihei Yasukawa was stunned.

"Sorry to bother you."

Before he could think of a reply, a deep and harsh voice suddenly came from behind the two of them, interrupting their conversation.

Turning around, what caught his eye was a young man with short black hair, wearing a black sweatshirt, and a black mole between his eyebrows. He looked very imposing.

I saw him ask: "Hello, how can I get to the tennis club?"

Although the visitor had a gentle smile on his face, Yukihei Yasukawa felt an inexplicable pressure for some reason, and he swallowed before speaking nervously.

"The school's tennis court is being renovated and expanded. If you want to find someone from the tennis club, you can go to the street tennis court east of the school."

"Thank you."

After getting the answer he wanted, Tachibana Yoshihei smiled heartily, bowed slightly to the two of them, and walked straight out of the school.

"I feel like he is an amazing person."

Looking at Tachibana Jippei's leaving back, Yasukawa Yukihei couldn't help but think in his heart, while Koishi Nobukawa was still asking questions.

"Hey~ Yasukawa, you haven't answered my question yet!"

Outside school, street tennis court.

All the members of the Fudomine Tennis Club gathered here. Due to the arrival of the new coach, the Tennis Club launched a full-scale test.

A clear whistle sounded on the tennis court.

"The first group comes forward!"

"5-meter sprint test, get ready!"

"10-meter sprint test, get ready!"

"10-meter return run test, get ready!"

"1 minute push-up test, get ready!"

"Endurance test, push-ups to failure, ready to start!"

Ji Letai wore a white baseball cap on his head, sunglasses on his eyes, and scattered dark green hair hanging down the back of his head. He methodically directed various test items.

Yuuki Satoru was on the side, holding an information sheet in his hand to record everyone's data in a timely manner. Basic data such as height and weight, waist-to-hip ratio, etc., as well as professional assessment of each person's joint mobility, posture, stability, etc. through different movement tests.

As for the remaining data such as muscle, fat, basal metabolism, etc. that require professional instruments, they will have to wait until Mizushima Masaho's funds are in place before they can be tested.

The information collected was very detailed, and even he had never heard of some of the professional terms.

Looking at the man in front of him, Yuuki Satoru's eyes flashed.

Although since that report was issued, Fudomine has embarked on a completely different path from the original plot.

However, Principal Mizushima invited a former professional player to be Fudomine's coach, which far exceeded Yuuki Satoru's expectations.

This is a professional tennis player in the world of tennis kings, and the fee required is definitely not a small amount.

However, despite being surprised, Yuki Satoru was more excited and curious.

Pros

How strong will it be?

What does the style look like across the country?

I really want to play with Coach Ji Le!

Suddenly, there was a poof!

Because he used too much force, the ballpoint pen directly scratched the white paper, and Yuki Satoru finally came back from his thoughts.

At this time Kamio Akira stepped forward and asked.

"Coach Ji Le, don't we need to test the selected players together?"

Looking at the aura-filled Ji Letaizo in front of him, Akira Kamio's eyes were shining, he was so excited that he even walked a little unsteadily.

The former professional player is now his coach, something he would never have dreamed of.

Principal Mizushima, race high!

Hearing this, Ji Letaizao withdrew his gaze and looked at Akira Kamio, whose face was slightly red, and explained.

"There will be other arrangements for the testing of the regular team members."

"Other plans?" Akira Kamio looked confused, then turned to look at Yuki Satoru.

Yuuki Satoru nodded.

As the head of the tennis department, Ji Letaizao naturally discussed the test with him in advance.

Different from ordinary members, the selected members need to test each person's current level through more intuitive games. After all, there are many things that cannot be explained by data.

And who will compete against them.

"I'm here to report."

A cold voice came from outside the stadium. Yuuki Satoru's pen tip that recorded the data paused and he raised his eyebrows slightly.

"The rightful owner has arrived!"

Akira Kamio turned around and saw a handsome young man standing next to the green wire mesh door. He was wearing Fudomine's black uniform, with M-shaped dark green bangs draped over his forehead, and a cold expression.

Upon closer inspection, he looks somewhat similar to Coach Ji Le.

"Ji Lejing is lucky."

Without waiting for Kamio Akira to get curious, Yuuki Satoru called out the person's name directly.

Ji Le has the same last name as the coach.

Kamio Akira thought to himself.

"Hello, Minister Yuuki."

Ji Lejingxing coldly handed the application form for joining the club to Yuki Satoru, and without any other words, he silently walked to Ji Le Taizao's side.

Yuki Satoru's eyes moved and he didn't say anything. He just looked at the father and son who had no communication at all and shook his head slightly.

It seems that Fudomine has a problem child.

It wasn't until all the basic tests were over that Jilotaizo walked to the front of the court. His sharp eyes scanned Kamio Akira, Itake Fukaji and others.

"Next, let's start the proficiency test of the official team members!"

　The next one will be a little later, I need to think about the competition of new characters.

　　I kicked off the quilt the night before yesterday, and I felt something was wrong yesterday. I drank cold medicine at night, but I still caught a cold today and kept coughing.

　　It seems that many people around me have caught a cold. The owner of the fried skewers stall I frequented also came home with a cold.

　　I don’t know if it’s the flu, but please remember to pay attention to your health.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)