The Strongest Player in Sports

Chapter 467 : World Cup Draw (4/7)

“That’s the Japanese team?

The reporters who were almost leaving looked up.

A young reporter seemed to be looking for memories of the Japanese team.

But after thinking about it for a long time, I learned about the Japanese team from the East, the weak, the bottom of the world, and the group stage.

“Any team dare to come to the World Cup.

The little reporter murmured.

“What nonsense are you talking about!”

The older reporter next to him whispered, and then raised the camera with excitement.

The two of Zongshen who were approaching kept pressing the shutter.

Before the elderly reporter could speak, there were excitement voices nearby.

“A representative of the Japanese team!”

“This year’s Japanese team is unexpectedly strong. I heard that the 11th expedition ended in a big victory!”

“Even the American team lost in its hands!

“It is conceivable that the Japanese team will become the biggest dark horse this year!”

The reporters around were excited to discuss and kept pressing the shutter.

A flash of light flashed, and the treatment of the previous teams was completely different.

“Defeat the American team?!”

The young reporter’s eyes widened, and he didn’t know this at all.

“You have so much to learn!”

The older reporter reprimanded, and then added: “Zongshen, the main player of the Japanese team, is only now in the third grade of 490!”

“But he defeated the main general Roy in the expedition to the United States!

“After that war, I was called the world’s number one junior high school student!”

“what!”

“The world’s number one junior high school student?!”

The young reporter’s eyes widened.

He raised his head sharply and looked at Zongshen who was walking step by step.

Zongshen was wearing a black suit, with a very tall figure and a handsome face.

Look at it at a glance.

It seemed that it was not a player at all, but a star on the red carpet.

“He really defeated Roy, the fifth in the world?”

The young reporter was dumbfounded.

Because Zongshen looks like a star, not a tennis player, no matter how he looks.

“So you are still young!”

“In our journalistic business, you can’t just look at Zongshen’s handsome skin, but the important thing is to look at the content of others!”

“Does it imply?!”

The older reporter said triumphantly.

I also took a few shots.

Naturally, his words were foolish.

There are more famous players than Zongshen, why do you still shoot Zongshen?

(cffb) It’s not because Zongshen looks handsome.

Using it as the cover of a monthly tennis magazine can definitely increase sales.

Sales are king.

What connotation, go to hell.

“Yes, senior!”

The young reporter nodded.

There was also a trace of excitement and yearning on his face.

I fantasize that one day I will understand everything just like my predecessors.

Zongshen and Byodoin walk on the red carpet.

It was the first time they experienced something like this.

“Can’t you go faster?”

Byodoin looked at Zongshen contemptuously.

He could feel that Zongshen was stepping on the red carpet, so he deliberately slowed down.

The point is that all reporters are photographing Zongshen, and none of them are photographing him.

It made him unhappy to the extreme.

“Ahem!”

Zongshen coughed awkwardly, but he watched the small steps of Byodo-In Temple: “Aren’t you the same?”

“Humph!!

The old face of Byodo-in Temple blushed.

It was naturally his first time to walk on the red carpet like this.

So subconsciously slowed down.

“let’s go!”

Zongshen felt boring after rubbing for a while, so he strode away.

The two quickly came to the auditorium.

After finding the area where the team was, sat down.

ten minutes later.

U–17 representatives from various countries attended the scene one after another.

The reporters and staff of the radio station are also ready to start live broadcasting the lottery.

“The following will be the draw for the pre-heated exhibition of the French Grand Prix. Please call the names of the representatives of the countries to come on stage.”

After talking a lot, the host finally got into the topic.

After the players from various countries appeared on the stage, it was the turn of the Japanese team.

“Please come to the stage to draw lots!”

The host shouted in English.

Zongshen stood up and walked towards the stage.

“Hands Zongshen!’

The moment Zongshen left, he instantly attracted several eyes.

Polk of de country, Medanore of Spain, Camus of France, Roy of the United States.

All the players who had competed with Zongshen looked at him one after another.

“Is he the hand Zongshen?”

Edmund, number one in the world, speaks.

“Um!”

“He will be my biggest opponent!”

Polk replied in a deep voice, looking at Zongshen’s gaze burning with raging fighting spirit.

“Oh?”

Edmund was a little surprised.

This is the first time we have seen Polk with such a spirited spirit.

Although the other party is a first-year high school student, he has a calm personality and rarely shows other emotions.

the other side.

The location of the Spanish team.

“He is the hand Zongshen who took a point from you?”

Spain chief Elvis asked.

“Yes!”

Medanore nodded calmly.

But if you look closely, you can see a sharp flash in the depths of his eyes.

Although it was just a one-ball matchup.

But there is no doubt that he lost that matchup.

“It’s really scary to hear that he defeated the guy Roy!”

Elvis sighed.

Too many new generation geniuses have emerged in recent years.

Although they are powerful, they seem to be a little bit unable to keep up with the pace of the times.

“I will win the real match!”

Medanore spoke, his tone full of confidence.

“Um!”

Elvis nodded, trusting the words extremely.

In the past, three U-17s had world-class professional strength.

They are Edmund, Norman, and Luke.

As for him and Roy, they are a bit short, but they are world-class peaks.

But that was before.

Now there is one more world professional master.

And this man is a rare genius in Spain in a century-Medanore!

“This World Cup champion must belong to us!

Elvis’ eyes flashed with fire.

With such a strong presence, Spain’s championship is no longer a dream.

In the midst of discussions, Zongshen came to the stage.

With the press of the button, the number ball inside rolled frantically, and finally a small green ball with the number one popped out.

Number one!

The world king de national team!

In other words, the Japanese team’s warm-up opponent is-de national team!.