The Strongest Player in Sports

Chapter 1982 : Yamabuki

Sakura Taro said next to him: “You are the king.”

“He is the leader.”

“Do you understand the difference between the two?”

Atobe Keigo rarely responded. He was silent, as if agreeing with Kin Tailang’s words, and as if silently resisting.

And Zongshen, who was the center of the discussion, walked beside them, his expression unchanged, as if he was not the one being discussed.

When they arrived at the rotisserie, the restaurant was very quiet, and it was too crowded to eat in the private room, so they simply ate in the lobby.

“Well, this color is so beautiful, and it will be delicious when baked!” Xiang Ri ran to Zongshen’s table after eating the snowflake meat on his table. He sneaked a plate of snowflake meat and escaped from the table, and then excitedly smuggled it over. The meat is handed over to Oshitari Yuushi, “Hahahaha this must taste good!”

“Minister, try the beef intestines I grilled in “Sixty-ninety”.

“Yes, as compensation for the plate Xiangri took.”

Two plates of tested meat were sent to Zongshen, and Zongshen took it at the same time. He said to Shishido Ryoh, who had an awkward face, “Are you going to exchange it? Okay, I’ll accept it.”

He sandwiched the soft beef intestines and stuck it in the dry plate-this is a Chinese-style dry plate specially adjusted by him, which is not the same as the one eaten in Japan in this era.

The chili noodles, salt and pepper are sticking to the soft and plump beef intestines. Zongshen tasted it. The flexible beef intestines burst out of rich butter in the mouth, full of meaty flavor, but without the woody feeling of meat. On the contrary, it is full of elasticity and a bit brittle.

The chili noodles and salt were melted into a beautiful color by the heat of the beef intestines and the butter on it. Zongshen nodded, and he handed Otori Cyotaroh to Otori Cyotaroh.

“It’s well baked, try it for yourself.”

I didn’t get anything, I only got a Tsutomu Liang who exchanged replies:”

He exhaled annoyedly, and turned back to Oshitari Yuushi’s table.

Otori Cyotaroh looked at the spicy beef intestines, hesitated for a moment, picked it up and ate it.

Sakura Taro put down his chopsticks and saw this scene, frowning slightly, “I remember you can’t eat spicy food.”

Otori Cyotaroh’s eyes lit up, “It’s delicious, senior.

Zongshen glanced at Talang, “Can’t you eat spicy food?”

Titarang: “”

Otori Cyotaroh apologized to Sakura Taro, “The minister’s dishes are actually not spicy, and they are super delicious!”

Atobe Keigo glanced at Zongshen’s plate, “It’s just barbecue seasoning. If you want it too, don’t you have a package of barbecue material for yourself?”

“It’s not the same. Otori Cyotaroh said he was tangled, but couldn’t tell the difference. He could only go back and continue to barbecue for himself, Akutagawa-senpai, and Huaji. When he returned, he had already roasted a lot of meat in the same place.

Old Zongshen is still eating.

He knew what Otori Cyotaroh said was different.

In recent years, the popular barbecue ingredients in Japan followed the American tomato and honey-flavored barbecue. The barbecue ingredients and marinades are either mildly sour or sweet. Otherwise, it’s the Japanese mustard flavor.

Those are very different from Zongshen’s simple salt, chili, and pepper.

The ultimate ingredients, just the simplest cooking is this.

Zongshen stopped after eating almost. He wiped his hands with the wet tissue next to him and looked around.

Atobe Keigo and Sakura Taro have put down their chopsticks a long time ago, obviously the barbecue here is not to their liking.

The table of Mukahi Gakuto, Oshitari Yuushi and Shishido Ryoh is rushing to eat meat. The members who grabbed it were mainly Mukahi Gakuto and Anato Ryo, especially Mukahi Gakuto.

The Otori Cyotaroh table is particularly harmonious. Otori Cyotaroh and Kabaji Munehiro grilled meat for two people. After the test, they were divided into three portions, and then they continued to be grilled and eaten while grilling.

Akutagawa Jirou only waited until the plate in front of him was filled with meat before he got up and swallowed the barbecue, and then went on to sleep.

Seeing that the other two tables didn’t mean to stop, Zongshen didn’t get up and left. He casually drank the greasy oolong tea, lightly clicked the glass with his finger.

“The winning team of Group B has come out.” Sakura Taro glanced at the phone, “Yamabuki Middle-School.

“Yamabuki?” Zongshen thought for a while, and finally remembered. He remembered that there seemed to be a wounding ball in this school?

Seeing him making a noise, Sakura raised his eyebrows lightly. He rubbed his cell phone with his fingers, and chuckled, “There is a radical player in there, called Ajujin.”

Zongshen: “Oh?”

Sakura Taro leaned back on the back of the chair, “I remember you just entered the tennis club, and you stopped Baijinchuan from hitting goals.

Zongshen took a sip of cold oolong tea. The ice in the cup was almost gone, and the glass clinked from the crushed ice.

Sakura Taro didn’t care about him and said nothing, “Since you are so good at educating this kind of golfers, it’s okay for Akuzu to leave it to you, right?”

Zongshen tapped his finger on the wall of the glass, and said “Yeah”.

Sakura Taro nodded and looked down at the message on the phone.

Atobe Keigo looked at his eyes and understatement and decided who would fight with Ajujin, and narrowed his eyes uncomfortably, “Then what about me? Who do I fight with?,

Sakura Taro glanced at Yamabuki’s data and thought for a moment, “Would you like to try doubles?”

Atobe Keigo, the former king of Hyotei, long-time singles: “?”

What weird thing are you talking about?

……”

“Snapped”

“Snapped”

“Mukahi Gakuto, roll back for my uncle!”

“Ah, do you change positions again? Atobe, have you ever thought that we are not–”

“Shut up and continue!”

The members outside the court were waving racquet on their hands, but they twisted their necks to watch the players match.

“Why do the seniors start to form doubles? Even the minister has doubles.

“I heard before that it was arranged by the coach. I want the official players to randomly form groups and form doubles at any time.”

“This can’t be done, right? Senior Xiang and Senior Oshitari 5.2 seem to be a little bit of a run-in. How can it be possible to form a team at any time in such a short time?”

“I watched it for a day today. At noon, the combination of Xiang Xian and Shishido Ryoh is the worst, no, the weakest of these combinations.” He can play well with anyone by being able to combine Nuan Ai, and I feel that the ministerial team is friendly and relaxed, without having to catch too many balls.”

The second-year students who were mixed in the first-year pile to make up the pats whispered, “You first-year students, if you call the minister, just call the minister. If you want to add a title, you can add two Zongshen, okay?”

The first-year schoolboys thought for a while, and they understood, and they were surprised, “Is it because Seigaku’s handicraft minister Kunimitsu is also called the handicraft?”

Yes, but sophomores won’t say it. .