Sword Men's Guide to Re-Employment

"I'm really sorry, Senior Yanzong." Nan Chuanyou looked at Yan Zongya, who was lying on the ground and only had the strength to speak, and said with a smile.

At this time, Nanchuan Yu looked at Iwamune Masaya with extremely complicated eyes, as a

A traveler who often considers himself an adult, Nan Chuanyou occasionally feels that there is a generation gap between himself and them.

He once couldn't understand Kirihara Chiya's enthusiasm for defeating the Big Three, even if he couldn't see the dawn of victory for a year; Why is the gentle and gentle Yukimura Seiichi so fierce and aggressive in an instant after holding the racket.

But after this game, every time he opened up the point difference, he was bitten by someone weaker than himself. Yan Zongya also put pressure on him, the impact on him, and the belief that was passed on.

...I received them all.

Nan Chuan touched his crazily beating heart, showing a bright and sunny smile.

The craziness of youth precipitated over time, as if from a certain moment, no one was willing to show it.

Don't dare to say what you like, don't dare to work hard in public, those are crazy.Those who love are wrapped in false "maturity", tear off the cover with the word "mature", and what is revealed underneath is bloody——

"give up"

Using "maturity" to bid farewell to one's "unrealistic" dreams is just to put on a good-looking coat for one's "giving up".

"I will work hard! Do my best to lead everyone to victory!" Nanchuan Yu's smile deepened.He x is a 13-year-old boy, the age of the second grade in the middle school.

"You should apologize sincerely." Seeing Nan Chuan Yu's smile, Yan Zongya said, although his words were cursing, his tone was full of smiles, "You are really stubborn."

"...It's just that I felt that I was older at that time." Nanchuan Yu said honestly, although as a second-year student in junior high school, it was a bit ridiculous to say that he was older to the third-year seniors.

"Cheer up, the new head of the tennis department!" Yan Zongya also said in a tough tone.

"Okay..." Nan Chuanyou agreed loudly, with a long tone of voice.

After Nan Chuan You finished speaking, crackling applause sounded from all around.

First of all, it belonged to the main candidates in the field, and then the applause gradually spread outward.The students of Bingsheng Middle School also didn't expect that the tennis club students who came here to support and beat the tennis club of Hei Yao Middle School would run into their ministerial competition, and they didn't expect this match to be so twists and turns.Exciting.

"Tennis seems to be a very passionate sport."

"I want to change the club application."

"Anyway, the monitor hasn't given it to the teacher yet, so go and get it back."

Hearing the applause and discussion outside, Nan Chuanyou walked around the net, pulled the tired and paralyzed minister up, and said in a low voice: "Did you see, senior, I brought a lot of new ideas to the department when I first joined the job." Chives."

"Yeah." Yan Zongya also looked at the triumphant and energetic Nan Chuan Yu, leaning on Nan Chuan Yu's body, and said maliciously, "Remember to prepare well for their training plan."

"..." Nanchuan You wanted to throw Yan Zongya to the ground.

"Let's talk." Noticing the change in Nanchuan Yu's face, Yan Zongya also decisively changed the subject, "You have been in the ministry for so long, and you just called me a minister. Do you have any dissatisfaction with me?"

This is also the first time Yan Zongya heard the title of Minister before he remembered it. Before that, he had been called Senior Yan Zong by Nan Chuan Yu.

"Hey." Nan Chuanyou scratched his head, then shook his head again, "I'm not dissatisfied, but haven't I said that?"

"You never said that!"

"I used to be in the Tennis Club of Lihai University. Before I transferred back to Bingsheng Middle School, I thought I would never play tennis again, so I swore with Minister Yukimura that I would never call other ministers."

After listening to Nanchuan Yu's unwavering narration, Yan Zongya also touched his chest. His mood was very complicated. He was both excited to be compared with Yukimura Seiichi on the same level, and also kind of ashamed to be compared.

Yukimura Seichi, that is No. 1 in the Japanese junior high school tennis world, Yukimura Seichi, known as the Son of God.

wrong……

"Your Guoyi was enrolled in Lihai University and successfully joined the tennis club?" Yan Zongya finally realized this problem and was very surprised.

"Huh?" Nanchuan Yu looked at the former tennis department head Masaya Iwamune who didn't know anything, "I have all the information on the student union, why are you so surprised, the minister... Wait, you didn't check me data."

"Then there's nothing to investigate...you'll know the specific fight." Yan Zongya was also very natural.

"Tsk." Nan Chuanyou shook his head, "There is an old saying in China, know yourself and your enemy, and you will win every battle. Didn't our previous tennis club not only know you, but you didn't even know yourself?"

"Cough, this kind of thing..." Yan Zongya also coughed lightly in embarrassment, "Is that the way a strong team like Li Haida plays?"

"Yes." Nan Chuanyou thought of Liu Lian Er who was known as a living dictionary. Even as a time traveler, he couldn't help admiring his reading speed and memory.

Nan Chuanyou clenched his fists and said solemnly: "Then, the first thing I will do as a new official is to completely rebuild the information system of the tennis club!"

"We play tennis..." Yan Zongya also tried to persuade the new head of the tennis department who seemed to be running an espionage organization, but the end disappeared in Nanchuan Yu's firm eyes.

"Okay, okay." Yan Zongya also raised his hands in surrender, "But your first thing is to report to the student union and the disciplinary committee, and revise the club's information."

"Oh, that's my second thing." Nanchuan Yu nodded, and finally helped Yan Zongya to the side of the court to sit down, and when he turned his head, he saw Sawada Tsunayoshi and two classmates carrying a schoolbag , and a little baby.

Putting down the racket in his hand, taking off his wrist guard, Yu Nanchuan pushed open the door of the tennis department and went out.Obviously, there were still many onlookers outside the venue, but after seeing Nan Chuanyou coming out, they all gave way, like Moses dividing the sea.

"Gang! You also came to see my game." Nanchuan Yu said happily, and then looked at several people, "Good morning, Mr. Li Baoen and Yuji, Mr. Yamamoto."

"Yeah." The worry on the face of Tsunayoshi Sawada, who was holding the schoolbag, disappeared, revealing a full of joy, "Xiao Yu is really amazing."

"Haha, I think so too." Nanchuan Yu accepted the compliment unceremoniously, "Haven't you gone to the classroom yet? My training is over, let's go back to the classroom together."

Sawada Tsunayoshi nodded, looked down at the time, his expression was slightly stiff, he shouted in shock: "Actually...has class already started?"

"Eh……"

Sawada Tsunayoshi's words reminded the other people present. The students all showed panic and panic, but none of them heard the bell for class!

So this day was the day when Bingsheng Middle School received the largest number of punishments on duty.

As the new head of the tennis department, Nan Chuanyu's first thing was not to establish the tennis department's intelligence system, nor to report to the student union, but to clean up all the courts of the tennis department with the former head.

awful.

After the cleaning was over, Yu Nanchuan still went to the student union and the disciplinary committee to report and revise the information as the new head of the tennis department.

What was unexpected and reasonable was that Nan Chuanyou didn't see the chairman of the Skylark with bright eyebrows in the office of the Disciplinary Committee. He only saw a senior with a ferocious face with a straw in his mouth in the office.

However, unlike his serious appearance, Senior Cao Bi actually has a very good personality. After making a record, he let Nan Chuanyou leave without any embarrassment, and it was not like the legendary dragon pool and tiger den.

Nan Chuan Yu returned to the classroom in a good mood.

After a formal game and a game with Masaya Iwamune, Nanchuan Yu also found that he was lacking in various aspects, especially the lack of experience in playing games with others.

Tennis is an extremely changeable sport. Even if the situation is so simple that you hit it and I hit it, everyone has a unique style. Nan Chuanyu now needs to accumulate experience.

But the large number of opponents Nan Chuanyou didn't know where to find them.

"For this, you can find a professional tennis court." Sawada Tsunayoshi suggested after hearing Nanchuan Yu's muttering during the break.

"It's so far away." Nanchuan sighed, "A professional tennis court and coaches must be in Tokyo. In that case, I won't be able to spend the weekend with A Gang."

"That's right..." Tsunayoshi Sawada replied in a trance. Recently, he has vaguely noticed that there seems to be a dangerous atmosphere around him. If Xiaoyou can go to Tokyo, will it be much safer?

Sawada Tsunayoshi's complicated thoughts were not noticed by Nanchuan Yu, but it is indeed more dangerous recently, because as May approaches, the monthly exam is about to begin.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was strengthened in his learning progress, and Nanchuan Yu found that the teachers in this world are not the ones who instill experience, but all the ones who experience it personally.

For example, Yan Zongya also proved to him on the court how important the desire for victory is.

For example, Li Baoen is using explosions again and again to make Sawada Tsunayoshi's body memorize knowledge.

"It's really bad fun." Although Nanchuan Yu was worried, after seeing Sawada Tsunayoshi's healthy body again and again, Nanchuan Yu let go of these worries.

There is a saying that shed more tears during training and less bloodshed during war. Yu Nanchuan knows the future that Tsunayoshi Sawada will face, so it will not stop Tsunayoshi Sawada from growing up in real battles. After all...

That price is painful.

At the beginning of May, the cherry blossoms had all withered, and no petals would float into the window with the wind. Yu Nanchuan stood in front of the window, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't gone to enjoy the cherry blossoms with A Gang when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom this year.