Sword Men's Guide to Re-Employment

Genichiro Sanada did not strictly check the dojo, and felt guilty for leaking the video of California Kiyomitsu and Yamato Shou'an, but he was relieved after Nanchuan Yu said that he would convey his apology on his behalf.

Those who learn swordsmanship are more or less in the habit of cherishing their brooms. It is not easy for the two masters of swordsmanship to give them on-the-spot guidance. It was recorded with the permission of the two gentlemen, but they did not expect that someone would take such a private things to share on the web.

The grandfather was very angry when he learned about this incident. He ordered Genichiro Sanada to apologize, and asked his son and eldest grandson to deal with the two incidents of secretly uploading videos on the Internet.

Nan Chuanyou didn't know what happened in the middle,? At this time, several people had arrived near the B-1 venue.

Why is Nanchuan Yu so sure

It's nothing else,? It's that everyone present has heard Bingdi's massive support from the tennis club.

"The winner is Bingdi, and the loser is Qingxue."

Simple rhyme, catchy,? I didn't listen to it twice,? Nan Chuanyu felt like he was brainwashed.

"Atobe is still the same..." Nanchuan Yu heard Sanada behind him sigh with emotion.

Reminds me of last school year, the final match between Likai and Ice Tei.

Gee tut.

Turning his head to look sympathetically at Genichiro Sanada with a serious expression, Yuu Nanchuan rubbed his ears, trying hard to clear the slogan of Hyodi from his mind.

People from the two teams walked into the auditorium at the venue, instantly attracting the attention of many spectators.

Everyone looked at them subconsciously, with curious eyes on their faces.

Even the voices of Bingdi's mighty cheerleaders were a bit scattered.

Nanchuan Yu looked at the scoreboard.

It clearly shows that the upcoming game is a single three, but the score on the scoreboard is only 2:1

What happened,? Why was the score missing by an inning?

Nan Chuanyou blinked blankly, then turned around and asked in doubt.

"Singles and three players lose consciousness at the same time, and the game ends in a draw."

What Nanchuan You asked was Liu Lian Er on the other side, and Liu Lian Er did not exceed his expectations, and answered Nan Chuan You's question in a serious manner.

"In this sentence, two players lose consciousness at the same time, and the game ends in a draw."

Losing consciousness at the same time? !

Nan Chuanyou looked in shock at the names of the two singles three players on the scoreboard.

Takashi Kawamura and Takahiro Kawaji...

Nanchuan Yu didn't have much memory of the names of the two main candidates, but just as he was trying to remember, the surrounding screams suddenly exploded.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Ice Emperor. Ice Emperor. Ice Emperor!!!"

The Bingdi cheerleaders around the field became more and more excited, shouting the name of their school more and more quickly.

Yu Nanchuan subconsciously looked at the tennis court, and the tall and slender Keigo Atobe walked into the court with long legs, presumably he had a very high status in the hearts of the Hyotei students.

With short silver-gray hair and a tear mole at the corner of his eye, Keigo Atobe's posture is reckless and arrogant. He is obviously in a position with a low score and a more unfavorable situation, but he still looks proudly and provocatively like the final winner. opposite.

He tossed his school uniform jacket and stretched out his hand above the head of the whole country.

"Snapped."

A crisp finger snap.

The cheerleaders fell silent as if they had received some order.

After a while, Genichiro Sanada recovered first.

"No, it's more exaggerated than the last time we met." Genichiro Sanada was speechless with black lines all over his head.

"However, it's so interesting." Nan Chuan You turned to look at the vice minister who was not far away, "Senior Yan Zong, I think..."

"You don't want anything!"

Yan Zongya also resolutely rejected the minister's whimsical idea, "You don't feel embarrassed, so do we."

Nan Chuan smiled awkwardly, looked away and turned to look at the court.

He just casually said that imitating Minister Bingdi's appearance is too much.

The audience outside the arena is very relaxed, but the atmosphere inside the arena is extremely depressing.

Standing on the field are the captains of the two schools. Both their personal strength and leadership ability have been recognized by the players of the two teams.

The current score is Qingxue 2: Ice Emperor 1

Ice Emperor, fighting with his back to the wall, the pressure is all on Keigo Atobe as the captain.

However, Qingxue is not so easy. If he wins Keigo Atobe, Qingxue can go to victory smoothly, but if he loses, he will cast a shadow over the road that belongs to victory.

"So you understand why the minister is single most of the time."

Yukimura Seiichi's voice was gentle, but with a different emotion.

At this moment, Keigo Atobe and Kunimitsu Tezuka inside the arena, and Seiichi Yukimura outside the arena seemed to have noticed something, and looked up at the sky at the same time.

Nan Chuanyou looked at the sky ignorantly. Dark clouds enveloped the entire sky, but the sun was not afraid of the rolling dark clouds. In the black clouds, bright paths of light were split.

Game start……

The singles between Bingdi and Qingxue started before a shower, and ended in that rainstorm.

Blocked by the rain and fog, Nan Chuanyou caressed his violently beating heart through the wet jersey.

In this game, it is difficult for him to express his mood at the moment in a simple sentence.

Looking at Hyotei's Atobe Keigo's ugly face even though he won, and Seigaku's Tezuka Kunimitsu's determination to win the game despite his hand injury.

Nanchuan You just wanted to wave the racket in his hand and find a venue to play a round on the spot.

After Yukimura told him that competitive sports are not that clean, and by such a coincidence, he saw the fairest, cleanest and purest part again.

victory.

"It seems to be a competition!!" Nan Chuanyou wiped the water droplets on his face. At this moment, he didn't know if it was rain, or the tears that flowed out of excitement.

"I really like tennis!"

"Let's go play tennis!"

"...Don't think about it, just go back."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the open-air tennis court could no longer be played. After the organizing committee contacted the meteorological department, they decided to postpone the game for a while, and resumed after the rain stopped.

However, Li Haida had no interest in continuing to watch, Yukimura Seichi took the players away.

Nan Chuanyou looked around at the embarrassed players, fearing that everyone would catch a cold, so the two teams returned to the locker room together.

After changing his clothes, Nan Chuan You saw two reporters standing at the door as soon as he opened the door.

A man and a woman, one carrying a camera and the other holding a notebook, are excitedly recording something.

Questioning the previous "Sports Monthly" report, Nanchuan Yu actually didn't like these reporters that much. He originally wanted to ignore the two and leave, but suddenly stopped.

Opposite the reporter stood Seiichi Yukimura who had put on his khaki school uniform again.

"Yukimura...Senior?" Nanchuan Yu looked at Yukimura Seichi who was standing next to the cabinet, and then looked at the two reporters in confusion.

"Ah, Yuu." Seiichi Yukimura didn't seem to notice Yuu Nanchuan's surprise at the moment, and waved him calmly, "This is the reporter Inoue of "Tennis Monthly" and Ms. Oriza."

"Oh." Nanchuan Yu walked over, noticed the dripping strands of Yukimura Seichi's hair, and passed a dry towel from the side.

After taking the towel, Seiichi Yukimura wiped his hair and introduced to Yu Nanchuan, "This reporter is more interested in your life in the Tennis Club of Lihai University, so I will briefly talk about it."

It was clearly a calm voice, but Nanchuan Yu was inexplicably aware of Yukimura Seiichi's displeasure.

Sure enough, I wasn't the only one who was pissed off by the "Sports Monthly" report.

Nan Chuanyou scratched his hair, hehe smiled and stood aside to add.

Not long after that, students from the two schools came out one after another. Seeing the two ministers being interviewed, they tacitly shut up and listened quietly.

Although Ms. Zhisha avoided the experience, Nanchuan Yu could still hear the excitement of the big challenge with "Sports Monthly" from her question.

"Then why did you transfer to Bingsheng Middle School after studying in Lihai University for one year?"

"Ah, actually the order is wrong." Nanchuan scratched his head, "I have always been a student of Bingsheng, but a year ago the school held a one-year exchange student activity, and I... just happened to be selected .”

"One year?" Zhisha also knew about the activities of exchange students, but she was a little surprised that there were such long-term exchange students.

"Yes." With a firm voice, it was not Yukimura Seiichi and Nanchuan Yu who answered the question, but Yanagi Renji who had just walked out slowly at this time.

As the secretary of the Lihai University Student Union, Liu Lianer has a strong memory.Even though a year had passed, he still remembered the document with the seals of the two schools, so he calmly reported the number of the document and explained the situation at that time.

Zhisha and Inoue looked at each other excitedly. They thought that teenagers would not understand their eye contact, but they didn't know that their unexpected interview opportunity was provided by Yukimura Seichi.

At the end of the interview, at the request of reporter Inoue, wearing Bingsheng's school uniform, he and everyone from Lihai University stood together for a photo, and then separated.

The rain had stopped outside the arena, but the match between Ice Emperor and Qingxue had already started. After a day of exhaustion and rain, everyone was in no mood to continue watching. They boarded the buses of their respective schools and returned home.

When he got home, he was greeted by a bowl of steaming black and unknown liquid in addition to the crackling sound of typing.

"An Ding... what is that?" Looking at Yamato Shou'an, who was holding a bowl with a kind smile on his face, Nan Chuan sniffed the sweet and spicy soup in the air.

"It's ginger soup. I specifically asked about the method of cutting candlesticks."

"...I remember that the ginger soup is not this color." Nan Chuanyou looked at the soup, thought about it, and decided to drink it down in one gulp.

Unexpectedly, the color of the ginger soup was wrong, but the taste was not bad.

Seeing Nan Chuan You's unexpected appearance, An Ding laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, I added a little Coke. Ginger Coke is also good for preventing colds." An Ding smiled and compared a small range with his thumb and index finger, "I only added a little bit. It is said that if you drink too much Coke, you will run out." Calcium."

"..."

Ah, although he gave a reasonable explanation, Yu Nanchuan felt that...

Stabilization is definitely intentional!

The black-bellied devil!