The Strongest in Prince of Tennis

Chapter 4 My time

The freshman entrance ceremony lasted nearly two and a half hours.

The principal ended his long speech until almost all the first-year students were numb.

Following several freshmen, Shimurasuke quickly found his classroom.

Seeing the cute face of the iceberg, Tezuka had already found a place at the back of the classroom to sit down, and Shimura also randomly chose a seat in the back of the classroom.

Before the ceremony began, the school bulletin board had already displayed the placement of all freshmen. The positions of the freshmen on the playground were determined by their respective classes and student numbers.

Those who stood in the first column at the freshman ceremony were all students from the annual class.

Tezuka’s previous position on the playground was the twelfth row of the first column, which means that he was placed in the first grade and the student number is twelve.

The class number is the 12th of the 1st grade.

Shimurasuke stands right in front of Tezuka. The student number of his class is one number lower than Tezuka. It is No. 11 in Class 1 of Grade 1.

The freshmen are not slow in coming.

About two minutes after Zhicun entered the classroom, all the students in the first grade class were all there. Soon, a middle-aged man wearing a black suit also entered the classroom.

“Hello everyone, my name is Murata Watujiro. I am your head teacher and your Mandarin teacher!”

The middle-aged man’s voice is very loud and very gentle.

The classroom fell silent for an instant, and the freshmen in the first grade looked at the new head teacher one by one.

“Very good! I will urge everyone in the next three years and hope that everyone will study hard.”

“Of course, I also hope that we will work together and make progress together!”

Watanabe Kenjiro smiled and said, “Next, please start introducing yourself according to your student number. Let us get to know each other first.”

“Mito No. 1, let you start first.”

Watanabe scanned the classroom.

“Yes! My name is Sanshan Mito, and I graduated to Youth Taiwan Third Elementary School.”

“I am good at drawing, and my hobby is gardening. I hope I can get along well with everyone.”

A timid long-haired girl stood up and said.

“My name is Murata Ryutai. My favorite sport is basketball, and my best sport is basketball.”

“I am Wada Junichi, and I have a younger brother called Wada Junji. You can call me Yamato in the future. What I am best at is sumo wrestling. I hope I can join the Sumo Club!”

“My name is Taro Sunayama…”

The freshmen stood up one by one and introduced themselves.

Because all of them are freshmen who have just entered junior high school, and they are in an unfamiliar environment, even students who have an offensive personality will involuntarily choose to converge in this environment.

The introduction of the freshmen went smoothly, and the classroom was generally quiet.

Soon it was Tezuka’s turn.

“I am Tezuka Kunimitsu, from Qingchuntai First Elementary School!”

Tezuka said firmly. “My hobbies are mountain climbing, camping, and fishing. My favorite movies are based on classics from Japan and overseas. My favorite music is Beethoven’s classical music. My favorite books are foreign classics.”

“I am good at tennis.”

“I hope to join the tennis club and lead the tennis club to enter the country!”

Although the content is not less than that of other students, Tezuka’s self-introduction is concise and capable.

“Enter the country.”

Watanabe Watanabe Kenjiro froze for a moment, and encouraged: “Good goal, I hope Tezuka can succeed!”

“Tezuka-san is so handsome.”

“I know him, classmate Tezuka and I go to the same elementary school. He once won the national singles tennis championship in the elementary school group!”

“Bravo!”

A tall figure close to 1.65 meters.

Handsome face.

The unique iceberg face and the “mature and steady” tolerance that is rarely seen in one-year freshmen.

Even if he doesn’t say a word, Tezuka will naturally become the object of everyone’s attention in the class.

Especially become the attention of girls.

“Lead the tennis club to enter the country…How can this be done?”

“Although Seigaku Tennis Club is a famous club, it has stopped at the Metropolitan Tournament in the past four or five years. I heard that even the first seed in the regional qualifiers was lost this year. The No. 1 seed in the regional preliminaries this year entered the Kanto Championship last year. Kakiki Middle-School!”

“I heard it too!”

When almost all the girls’ eyes are focused on one person, the boys’ attention will naturally shift.

“He just waits to fail!”

“Not to mention entering the country. According to the rules of the tennis club, he can’t participate in the intramural challenge this year. He can’t even be the main election. He just waits to waste time in the tennis club.”

“That’s it!”

The jealousy and a little bit of malice that are unique to adolescents who have just entered puberty are also transferred with it.

“Me, No. 11 in Class 1, Grade 1, Shimurasuke!”

“My hobby is tennis, and my goal is to lead the Seigaku Tennis Club to win consecutive national championships in the next three years!”

“Create my time!”

“Re-establish my Seigaku tennis dynasty.”

As a voice came from the back row, the classroom suddenly became quiet.

“As for you guys…”

Shimurasuke stood up.

“Don’t think that others are as incompetent as you are, and don’t think that things you can’t do yourself can’t be done by others.”

Shimurasuke looked from top to bottom at some of the boys in the class.

“As for the rules that the freshman in the tennis club cannot participate in the intramural challenge…”

“Just crush it!”

“Tennis is a competitive sport after all. As long as it is a competitive sport, it must follow a constant rule.”

“The strong one!”

“The weak!”

“If the guys in the second and third grades in the tennis club disagree and stick to the decadent rules in order to maintain their proper positions, then defeat them and crush them!”

“Together with that rule!”

Shimurasuke’s voice resounded in the classroom. *