On the morning of August, there was no wind, and the cool breath quietly spread into the sleeping cabin.
Jinguji Budo tightened the quilt around him, opened his eyes hazy, and looked at the clock beside the bed. It was only 6 o'clock, and the sky outside the window was gray. If it was summer, he would have gotten up by this time, but now... he still needed to sleep for a while.
The trip to Tokyo left a deep impression on Budao. In the two days since he came back, his sleep quality has obviously deteriorated. Budao has made up his mind that he will never go to Tokyo unless necessary. Even if he does, he will never go to the rice flower market.
Just as Wu Dao closed his eyes and prepared to squint for a while, he heard a thin knock on the door from outside the house.
"Martial Arts, I'm coming in!"
The door to the room was opened, and Budo's father pushed in. Jinguji Budo turned to look at his father, rubbed his hair, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?"
"Ah Shou came to find you. I just got up to go to the toilet and heard him knocking on the door."
"Now I'll ask him to wait in the living room. You get up and go entertain him."
Wu Gong was wearing gray pajamas and looked sleepy. He pointed to the outside of the room, confirmed that Wu Dao heard it, then left the room and closed the door.
"Mistress? Why does this guy come to me so early?"
"Has the club planned team training? Or are there practice games to be played?"
When Budo heard that Mitsui Hisashi was looking for him, he immediately got up from the bed, grabbed the clothes on the bedside table, quickly put them on and walked out of the room.
Sure enough, Mitsui Hisamasa was sitting upright on the sofa in the living room at this time, turning his head to look at the court in the yard in trance.
"Xiaosan, why are you here?"
"The team is going to have a practice match or something today."
Wearing slippers, Budao walked to the sofa, sat down on the sofa, picked up the kettle on the coffee table, poured a glass of water and drank it in one gulp.
"You guys are really lazy after a holiday!"
"It's already six o'clock, and you're still sleeping."
Seeing the martial arts coming out, Mitsui Shou shook his head and said with a disappointed expression on his face, but he didn't hold back the disappointed expression for too long, and he laughed first.
"You're just pretending! What's going on?" Budo punched Mitsui Shou's arm lightly and asked with a smile.
"Hey, I really have something to do with you."
"I was going to come to see you yesterday, but it was already a little late when I got home, and I was too embarrassed to disturb you, so I just came in the morning."
"Coach Anzai came for yesterday's training. He is going to take me...and you to visit some junior high schools in the prefecture today."
Mitsui Shou suppressed his smile and said seriously.
"Walking around? A junior high school in the prefecture?"
"you mean....."
Although Mitsui Shou said it very tactfully, Jinguji Budo immediately caught the key point of his words. When he heard this, Budo's eyes lit up.
"Um!"
"Our Xiangbei High School reached the top 8 of the national competition this year. Although we are only a public school, the school leaders still decided to allocate some resources to the basketball department."
"Our basketball club has obtained two first-class special recruits and three second-class special recruits, which can be used to strengthen the team!"
….
"The formal notice has been given to Coach Anxi. The decision to recruit special students will be made by Coach Anxi at his sole discretion."
"Although it's still early for the new school year, you know that some of the top teams in the county, such as Lingnan, Hainan and Xiangyang schools, have actually started preparing to recruit students after the national competition."
"Get in touch early, get it early, and established strong teams like Hainan and Xiangyang will take advantage of the holidays to let promising junior high school students join the team's training early to cultivate tacit understanding."
"Some players may look like they are just a freshman in high school, but maybe they have been training with the team for a year!"
"This year, we in Xiangbei also have such an opportunity!"
Hisashi Mitsui said excitedly that the basketball club's special recruitment quota means they can provide more benefits to junior high school students. Don't underestimate this so-called benefit, it is indispensable for competing for outstanding players.
The better the benefits, the stronger the voice when competing for players. Of course, it is not ruled out that there are young players who do not pay attention to material things, but after all, they are only a small part. Moreover, benefits cannot be simply withheld just because people don’t want them. This actually shows the team’s attitude.
"Ohh, I didn't expect that the leader of this school was so generous. What does this first-class special move and a second-class special move mean? Is there any difference?"
Budo gave Mitsui Hisaya a glass of water and waited for the other person's next words.
"It's cool! You're so rude!" Hisashi Mitsui didn't answer Martial Arts immediately. Instead, he pointed at the water glass with slight disgust.
"The conditions are poor, so I'll make do with it, haha, I'll make do with it."
Martial Arts is a little embarrassed. Who has hot water to make tea so early in the morning? !
"Of course you have to be generous. For them, this is a real achievement! A real achievement!"
"Excellent clubs can attract excellent students, and excellent students can feed back excellent clubs. For school leaders, excellent clubs mean the enrollment rate, and the enrollment rate means the future!"
"In the past, it was because of the poor performance of the Shohoku Basketball Club. If it weren't for Coach Anzai, the Shohoku Basketball Club would have been disbanded long ago."
"Look at our judo club in northern Hunan. It needs people and funds for activities. I heard from Akagi that this year the judo club entered the top four, and now it has organized outings for training."
"When I first entered the school as a freshman, I also thought about using dormitories to enhance the cohesion of the team, but I was not approved!
Mitsui Shou seemed to have some resentment towards the leaders of Shobei who favored one over the other. Recalling the difficulties he faced when he first entered Shobei, Mitsui Shou felt a sigh of relief on his face.
"Talk about special moves...the emphasis is off, mistress."
There is no way Budo can empathize with Hisashi Mitsui. After he came to Shohoku, he didn't care whether the school's leaders paid attention to the basketball department. For him, as long as his own abilities were growing steadily, that was enough. As for the rest, Doesn't matter.
However, the problem of Xiangbei's weak substitutes has troubled Martial Arts. There is no way. If the team wants to achieve a breakthrough, relying solely on their own hard work is really not enough.
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"Special move!"
"It's very simple. First-class special recruit, tuition and fees are free, and the cafeteria is free."
"Second-class special recruitment, free tuition."
Mitsui Shou said enthusiastically, quite satisfied with the conditions of this special recruitment.
"Huh?! That's it?!"
"Is that it?"
Jinguji Martial Arts was still here waiting for Hisashi Mitsui, but when Mitsui Hisashi said this, he stopped, which made Martial Arts confused. Are these the conditions given for this so-called special move?
This reminded Wu Dao of a well-known private school in China that he had contacted before. The basketball team of that school could compete with Huipu. Their school recruited students, and free tuition, miscellaneous fees, and accommodation fees were just the most basic. That school even provides generous subsidies to students every year, and the amount of the subsidy is comparable to the annual salary of a white-collar worker.
Compared with that kind of favorable conditions, the so-called special move mentioned by Mitsui Hisukou now seems to be a bit stretchy.
Free tuition? Are you using this benefit to seduce players? What player wouldn't be able to resist such a temptation? !
"Ah?! Isn't this enough? The conditions offered by Xiangbei this year are the same as those of many private schools, and there are still 5 places left!"
"This is already a pretty remarkable breakthrough."
"Isn't this enough?"
There is obviously a big cognitive gap between Mitsui Hisashi and Budo, but after hearing this, Budo realized that Shohoku is only a public school after all, and I am afraid that the school leaders are doing their best to provide such welfare conditions.
Martial Arts didn't dwell on this aspect and quickly focused on today's itinerary. He remembered what Mitsui Hisashi said just now. Today, coach Anzai arranged for him and Mitsui Hisashi to go with him to recruit people... No, go to a junior high school?
Martial Arts is quite interested in such things!
"I'm going to wash up. I'll be fine soon."
"Didn't you just say you were going to visit a junior high school? Where to go first?"
Mitsui Hisashi saw Takeshi's anxious look, smiled, and replied: "Don't worry, 7.30 is the best time to meet Coach Anzai. The first stop is of course our alma mater, Takeishi."
Budo turned around and glanced at the clock in the living room. It was still early, but he still hurried back to the bedroom. 15 minutes later, Jinguji Budo returned to the living room wearing a sports suit.
Suddenly, Wu Dao remembered something and immediately picked up the landline phone at hand and started making calls.
"Hey! Yohei, I'm Jinguji Budo."
"You go to Sakuragi's place, drag that Sakuragi boy up from the bed, and then take him to Takeishi Middle School!"
"Yes! It's that Takeishi Middle School, just say it's me who said it."
"I have to arrive before 7.30 to play ball. Let him pay attention to his clothes and shoes. If I can't see him today, I will make him look good!"
After saying that, Jinguji Budo hung up the phone, sat down next to Mitsui Hisashi, breathed a sigh of relief, and was in a good mood.
"Sakuragi Hanamichi? You don't want Sakuragi Hanamichi to use his special move, do you?"
"Budo, make no mistake, the person recruiting students is Coach Anxi. Although we both went together, we just took a look. Coach Anxi is the one who made the decision."
"I know Hanamichi Sakuragi. That guy looks pretty good physically, but is he a novice? Coach Anzai will never choose him."
….
Mitsui Hisashi also knew Sakuragi Hanamichi. After all, he had known martial arts for such a long time. He also knew that martial arts played well with several junior high school students, including Sakuragi Hanamichi. Mitsui Hisaya has only met Sakuragi a few times and doesn't know Sakuragi very well.
In the whole of Shohoku, the person who knows Sakuragi best, apart from Jinguji Martial Arts, is probably Takenori Akagi.
"Of course I don't have the right to decide. I just want Sakuragi to show his face."
"I think Coach Anzai will like him!"
A smile appeared on Budao's face. He looked at the time and became more and more excited. He had never felt that time passed so slowly. Now he couldn't wait for Coach Anzai to meet Sakuragi Hanamichi. Budao believed that, As long as Sakuragi Hanamichi shows his talent in front of Coach Anzai, not to mention first-class special moves, second-class special moves will definitely be no problem.
The conditions of Sakuragi's family are average, and free tuition is also very useful for Sakuragi. If he catches the eye of Coach Anzai and becomes a first-class special recruit, then the pressure on Sakuragi's family can be reduced a lot.
...
While Budō and Mitsui Hisashi were waiting for time to pass, Yohei, who had received a call from Budō, had already left home and quickly headed to Sakuragi Hanamichi's house. When Yohei went to Sakuragi's house, Sakuragi Hanamichi was still sleeping soundly in bed. He was pulled up from the bed by Yang Ping.
The sleepy Sakuragi was like a puppet at the mercy of Yohei. Without much explanation to Sakuragi, Yohei hurriedly helped Sakuragi stuff his sportswear and sneakers into his bag, pulled Sakuragi up and went out.
By the time Yohei and Sakuragi arrived at Takeishi Middle School, let alone 7.30, it wasn't even 7 o'clock yet!
"Hey, Yohei, why did you bring me here?!"
"You bastard, I almost kissed Miss Haruko!"
There were still traces of saliva on the corner of Sakuragi Hanamichi's mouth, and he had been dragged to Takeishi Middle School by Yohei. He finally woke up a little, shook off Yohei's hand and said viciously.
"Hey, hey, hey, get up and get angry later."
"Brother Martial Arts brought you here because he said he couldn't see you, so he wanted to make you look good."
"I don't know what's going on, but he wants to play ball."
Yohei
Seeing Sakuragi Hanamichi's fierce expression, he quickly spread his hands and explained.
"What's the arrangement with Brother Martial Arts? Let's play ball!"
"Then let's go play ball."
Sakuragi Hanamichi's brain circuit is also quite simple. When he heard that it was a martial arts arrangement, he immediately accepted it happily. When he heard that he was going to play ball, he immediately walked towards Takeishi Middle School. Now that we are here, where else can we go to play ball? Of course it’s inside Takeishi Middle School!
"Hey, Hanamichi, wait for Budo-san, he will arrive at 7:30." Seeing Sakuragi Hanamichi planning to walk to the Takeshi School, Yohei immediately grabbed him and said hurriedly.
But Sakuragi won't think so much. It's still early before 7.30, so let him wait at the door? How can this be!
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, it's just playing ball, what does it matter."
Sakuragi Hanamichi walked directly towards the gate, but the strange thing is that I don't know if the guard of Takeishi Middle School deserted, and he didn't stop Sakuragi, an outsider at all, and just let Sakuragi in.
Sakuragi Hanamichi has long been very skilled at skipping schools. After entering the campus, he pretended to be from this school and casually wandered around the empty campus, looking for the basketball gym.
….
There was nothing Yohei could do to stop Sakuragi. He thought that he would go to the school gate to meet Martial Arts at 7.30. As for Sakuragi...
Let him do as he pleases!
"Oh! This school is really big, and the facilities are much better than Wako."
"Didn't you tell me what Brother Martial Arts is going to do here?"
After Sakuragi Hanamichi entered Takeishi, he was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, looking around for the basketball stadium. Soon, he was attracted by the sound of sneakers scraping the floor.
"It should be there! Let's go!" Sakuragi Hanamichi said, pointing to the building where the sound came from, and then quickly ran towards Takeishi's arena.
Seeing this, Yangping could only hurry up and follow. Sakuragi Hanamichi ran to the edge of the arena, lay down directly by the window, and looked into the arena.
At this time, the Basketball Club of Takeishi Middle School was doing warm-up activities. A group of players were running around the court. The sound of their sneakers scraping against the floor was caused by the movement of the players' running.
"Hoo, Takeishi's basketball team?! Brother Budo asked me to come here..." Sakuragi Hanamichi looked into the gym and suddenly spotted a familiar figure in the running queue.
"Rukawa Kaede! This guy is from Takeishi Middle School!"
"I see! Brother Martial Arts asked me to come here to defeat him! I understand!"
The moment Sakuragi Hanamichi saw Rukawa Kaede, he immediately understood the meaning of martial arts. Of course, for Sakuragi, it was understanding, but for martial arts, it was called misinterpretation. Yohei didn't know Sakuragi Hanamichi's psychological activities. At this time, he was watching the training on the field and said:
"Hanamichi, let's watch their training here. Brother Martial Arts will be here soon. Wait until he comes..." Before Yohei could finish his words, he saw a familiar figure appear in his sight.
Turning his head and looking around him, he saw Sakuragi Hanamichi's figure nowhere to be seen.
"Hahahaha! Mortals of Takeishi, I, Sakuragi Hanamichi, will defeat you all!"
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Chief Disciple of the Beggar Clan
