[Xinwangwang] On that distant mountain

Fast forward to June.

After a week of delay, the regional competitions of the high school and junior high school leagues came to an end, and preparations for the national competition began after the end of the school's first semester final exam.

Of course, this did not affect the U17 training camp.

After several days of heavy rain, the U17 training complex in the deep mountains caused equipment loss and site damage. There were mudslides in several places on the cliffs of the back mountain, and the pine nut forest was also scattered by the rain.The back mountain is much more difficult. Many "maintenance personnel" come in and out to deal with the site of the back mountain and carry out forest maintenance.For this reason, a group of high school students who were originally scheduled to go to Houshan had the opportunity to stay in the training camp for a few more weeks.

But this is not the reason for the U17 training camp to boil.

The reason for the boiling of the U17 training camp is ... a rumor.

A message that overshadowed the previous "national team will reduce the number of selections" and spread rapidly:

——Yamato Yudai of Court No. [-] went for plastic surgery!

——It’s time for plastic surgery! ! !

——Oh my god, what kind of stimulation did you receive? !

The rumors intensified and spread throughout the U17 training camp in just a few hours, so that people who knew Yamato or did not know Yamato ran to the No. [-] court to watch.

Ochi and Mori heard the news when they finished field training and were about to go to another court for doubles training.

At that time, both of them were dumbfounded.

... Plastic surgery? !

Yamato Yudai? !

The one from Aigaku...Yamato Yudai?

A figure instantly appeared in Mao Li's mind: about 1.8 meters tall, with a standard athlete figure, short black hair with a headband, and wearing a pair of standard blind style small sunglasses.

This kind of dress is full of "middle-aged" atmosphere, so even if Li Haida didn't actually meet Qinggaku in the Kanto Competition, Mori still remembered the appearance of Qinggaku's director.

No way, it's so unique.

Such a person... Plastic surgery? !

Maori is really unimaginable.

He turned his head and blinked at Ochi: "Senior, how about we go to Court No. [-]?"

Ochi: Such nonsense rumors can actually make the training camp boil, I don't know what these boys are thinking.

He glanced at Maori who was also curious beside him, but in the end he didn't express his "disdain" thoughts on such rumors.He nodded slightly: "Go if you want."

Mori is still at the NO.16 course, and Ochi is looking for him.

They were neither near nor far from the No. [-] court, and they chatted on this topic while walking.

"I don't know much about Seigaku." Mori said, "After Echizen Nanjiro retired, Seigaku's performance plummeted, and he hasn't entered the national competition in the past few years."

"Indeed." Ochi said.

"But this year in the middle of the country, Ice Emperor lost to Qingxue, in the first round of the Kanto Competition." Mao Li smiled and turned his head, "What do you think?"

...What do you think?

Do I need to feel something?

Ochi said indifferently: "The matter of the middle school has nothing to do with me."

"Don't be so unfeeling, isn't the junior middle school also the ice emperor? It's still the same coach." Mori said, "and the ice emperor can still participate in the national competition. This year the national competition venue in the middle school is Tokyo's turn, according to the rules of the middle school league , there will be an additional quota. Based on Ice Emperor's performance in previous years and the situation in this year's competition with Qingxue, as long as you want to get it, this quota belongs to Ice Emperor."

"Additional quota?" Ochi twitched the corner of his lips, and showed a sneer expression at that moment: "I have nothing to say when I need to use additional quotas to participate in the national competition."

"It's really strict, senior." Mao Li said with a smile.

Ochi lowered his eyes and glanced at him, but didn't answer any more.

Mao Li didn't care too much, he said in a tone of self-talk: "Speaking of 'additional quota', it is indeed a psychological barrier to accept it? Even if you accept it, you will feel uncomfortable? It's like giving alms What do you think, senior?"

Ochi said helplessly, "Are you talking sarcastic?"

"What?" Maori pretended to be stupid.

"Sixteen consecutive championships in the Lihai Grand Kanto Competition." Ochi said.

Mao Li shrugged with a smile and raised his head slightly: "How can you say it's a sarcastic talk? Senior, you clearly know that Li Hai University's high school was eliminated in the second round of the Kanto Competition."

Yes, that's right, but you obviously regard the group of brats in the middle school as teammates instead of the people in the high school.

Ochi thought.

He raised his hand and patted the back of Maori's head lightly: "It's almost here, Court No. [-]."

Ochi didn't really want to come to Court No. [-] to watch the excitement.

because……

Irie is here.

The U17 training camp in the new year has not yet started the official qualifying system, whether it is an individual or a team transposition match. For basic training, the old members are still training on the original court (just fine-tuned).

With certain exceptions.

No, it cannot be said to be an exception.

The first army itself has the right to choose freely. It can decide where to train and how to arrange its own training programs.

Some, like Ochi, chose to train independently on the courts dedicated to the First Army, like Oni and Irie, they went to the second army’s courts to train and give guidance to their juniors, and others, like Tanejima, wandered around various courts to have fun of.

Ochi is at the middle level in the food chain of the First Army. He knows the bad tastes of several friends who are at the top of the food chain, so he basically doesn't ask for trouble on weekdays.

But Maori wants to watch the excitement, so he will accompany him.

——In case the little curly-haired junior offends someone, he can still save the situation.

When we arrived at the No. [-] stadium, we realized that there were quite a lot of people watching the excitement.

Ochi took advantage of his height and took a look around, and found a few people who should not be on the third court.

Mitsuya over there, with your height and the length of your hair, do you really think you can hide in the bushes by the side of the court and not be found?And Jiazhi over there, do you think you can't see you if you hide behind that so-and-so and so-and-so?And Qiu Ting, I always thought you were an arrogant and conceited person who disdained to watch the excitement...

Forget it, even I ran to watch the excitement myself, so don't ask others.

Ochi thought so, lowered his head slightly and whispered to Maori: "Come with me."

He felt that even if he watched the excitement, he should have a bit of style.

Don't you just want to see Yamato?

He was also quite curious about what Yamato did to be rumored to have "plastic surgery".

A group of high school students who play tennis are so lacking in spiritual entertainment that they will even believe such words that they know are empty words.

Mao Li: Senior, you are so upright when you watch the excitement... That's right, with your senior's height, you can't hide anywhere.

Ochi took two steps, and Irie approached with a smile.

Seeing Ochi, he raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You're here too?"

"Let's take a look when there's a lot of trouble." Ochi said.

Irie nodded knowingly: "Has the news reached you? That's really a big mess."

You must know that Ochi is not a character who likes to join in the fun, and if he comes over, it means that the "controversy" has affected his own training.Irie originally let the rumors go.The news that the national team will reduce the number of places was so loud that the entire Second Army was confused.In comparison, the rumors about Yamato sounded like jokes, and if they were passed on, they would be regarded as relaxation.

But I didn't expect it to be so big.

How short of entertainment is it?

Irie shook his head distressedly: "Managing the Second Army is really troublesome."

"You don't need to worry so much." Ochi said.

Irie smiled and didn't answer.

Ochi didn't care too much.His tone was light: "Where's Yamato? Are you all right?"

"He's training over there." Irie pointed to the tennis court next to him, "I guess he has regretted it now."

Ochi: "?"

"I regret changing to such a trendy hairstyle." After finishing speaking, Irie pushed his eyes and bent his eyebrows, "I even dyed it."

Ochi: "..."

He looked in the direction Irie pointed, and Yamato was training on the court, and he didn't seem to be in a good mood.

And the moment he saw Yamato, Ochi opened his eyes slightly: Is that... Yamato?

He understands why this kind of "slander" rumors can spread so quickly.

Yamato, who was standing on the field, had long long black hair dyed light orange and permed into big curls. The ends of his hair were tied with hair ropes and tied into a ponytail at the back of his head.

...this hairstyle...

Why does he feel a bit like Byodoin?

Ochi thought so, and he glanced at Irie.

Irie, who folded his arms and smiled, made a simple evaluation of Yamato's styling: "The color is well chosen, and the hair looks much better after it is tied up."

So it wasn't tied up before?

then really...

Ochi felt as if he understood something.

Irie's management of the No. [-] court is actually strict. Even if a group of spectators came, they did not disturb the training of the court itself.Even Ochi, who came up to say hello directly, just chatted directly with Irie and didn't intend to go up to disturb Yamato's training.

After watching Yamato, he turned around after satisfying his shallow curiosity: "After watching, shall we go back?"

"Are you going back now?" Irie answered without waiting for Maoli's answer.

The more intelligent I am, the more puzzled I am.

Irie smiled and took two steps forward, passed Ochi and walked in front of Mouri.

He raised his head: "Maori Jusaburo?"

"Yes, senior?" Maori replied.

Irie raised his head and looked at this junior who made Ochi "fall in love at first sight".

In terms of height, it is indeed a good match, and judging from the seven-goal matchup on the day of joining the training camp, his strength as an offensive player is not bad.Looks good-tempered?I heard that Kimishima had contacted him last time, and he was quite polite when he came back.

Polite freshmen?

I don't know if the transposition match in a few weeks will be a blockbuster.

Thinking of this, Irie turned his head and said to Ochi: "You have protected Mori-kun for so long, you should bring him to our place to recognize him."

Ochi: "...he is not in the first army yet."

Entering the river raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think he can't enter the first army?"

Ochi: "..."

"The wiser you are, the seniors should take the initiative. If you are too restrained, the juniors will not feel your enthusiasm and love." Irie said with a smile.

Ochi was silent for a while, then silently turned his gaze to Maori: "I'm not active enough?"

Some Maoli, who was in the fog, received the signal from Ochi, and reflexively said: "No, senior Ochi, you are very active and enthusiastic. I have already felt your love and care."

Ochi nodded and looked at Irie.

"I see." Saying that, Irie made an expression of "So you are such a person" to Ochi.

He clapped his hands: "Okay, you can take your little partner to practice. Court No. [-] is in such a mess today, I should start to tidy it up."

Wasn't it you who stopped us just now?

Ochi thought so in his heart.

He didn't open his mouth, he just looked away lightly, nodded to Mao Li and then walked back.

After Mouri followed Ochi out of the No. [-] court for a while, he stopped Ochi.

"Senior, shouldn't it be better for me not to speak just now?"

Ochi: "?"

"I always feel that I was cheated by you, senior."

Ochi silently stared at the distant forest without saying a word.

The author has something to say:

This chapter should be called "I'm sorry, Minister Yamato, I hacked you".

After writing the game, I didn't know how to follow the plot, so I simply started with the timeline of junior high school students.

During the week when the game was postponed, the first generation next door let Fox and Yagyu find the senior Maori to play the game, and the original line is that Qing Xue went to Karuizawa for a week of training (yes, follow the animation line, for Li Haida’s role. Animation. Li Lihai has more roles in the drama than in the comics...)

And Minister Yamato's change from Wang Wang to Xin Wang Wang is really like a plastic surgery...

So let's use this to let Maori and Irie get to know each other formally.

However, Irie probably likes Atobe's type, so I still want Mori to tease Kaji.

Ps: According to the official five-dimensional ranking, Jiazhi should be better than Maori, right?The 14 members of the national team don't have his place... just because he was defeated by Echizen's brother?Or is there a detail I'm missing?

Then I was a little scared when I entered the backstage these days... JJ reformed the points system so the points of each article are going up and down every day, which makes me feel good, but now the points seem to have more weight in comments?So every time I see the points of the first generation, I feel pleasantly surprised.

Staying in school and eating takeout every day caused internal injuries...

And there are red envelopes on the legs and feet bitten by poisonous mosquitoes... It's so embarrassing to live as a mosquito coil with human flesh!