The absence of Jinguji Martial Arts was something no one expected, and with the absence of Jinguji Martial Arts, the agitation of the audience was also something the "leaders" did not expect.
Feeling the "hot" atmosphere at the venue, the leaders realized that Jinguji Martial Arts was so popular in Kanagawa Prefecture.
A few leaders with keen senses realized that something was wrong and gave up the idea of watching the game. They stood up silently and left the "invitation seat" on the excuse of going to the toilet. However, a few leaders who were not keen or were arrogant remained silent. It was Kanagawa Prefecture who was sitting on top, looking at the entrance with a smile on his face.
"Without the main force, the Kanagawa Prefecture team will be here."
"I don't know if that young man came to watch the game."
"It's better to come to the game and see the consequences of talking nonsense for the team."
In the center of the invitation seat, a middle-aged man in a white shirt looked around at the stands, folded his arms and snorted softly.
"Beep——"
After the players entered the stadium to warm up for a long time, with the referee's whistle, players from Kanagawa Prefecture and Miyagi Prefecture began to enter the stadium one after another.
As Shinomiya's figure appeared in the stadium, the originally noisy stands immediately became much quieter. The Aki no Kuni Sports held in Kanagawa Prefecture naturally has a larger number of local Kanagawa spectators.
Most of these people know Shinomiya Tōno, and the local people who watch football know Shinomiya Tōno no less than Jinguji Martial Arts.
The appearance of Shinomiya Tano also calmed down the audience in Kanagawa Prefecture. It's just that some fans who came from other places were not familiar with Shinomiya. When they heard that Jinguji Martial Arts was banned, they kept cursing and cursing without stopping.
And in such a noisy environment, the referee walked into the court with a basketball.
After a simple signal and a whistle from the referee, the basketball was thrown into the air.
The match between Kanagawa Prefecture and Miyagi Prefecture happened to be on Sunday.
Jinguji Budo, who had left the Aki no Kokusei team, wore loose sportswear and went to the gym in Shohoku to practice on this morning.
During the period when the main players of Xianghoku High School were away, Xianghoku players did not slack off in training, but their training was usually from Monday to Saturday, and they still had a day off on Sunday.
Therefore, when Jinguji Budo came to the arena, the arena was empty except for Jinguji Budo.
After taking a basketball from the equipment room, Wu Dao started shooting training after doing some simple warm-up activities.
Even if there is no competition to play, Jinguji Martial Arts still does not relax. His goal is no longer in this country. Whether there is a competition or not is not as important to him as others think.
Suspended or not, Jinguji Martial Arts is still like this, pure and focused!
In the arena, the sound of net brushing sounded again and again.
After a few dozen simple shots from the field and from the field, Jinguji Budo took off his shirt and began to increase the intensity of his training.
With a high frequency of self-shooting and grabbing, the basketball fell into the net again and again, making a crisp sound.
After training with hundreds of balls, Jinguji Budo also gradually increased the shooting distance, from the mid-range to the high position, then to the three-point line, and to two meters outside the three-point line.
Physical strength is consumed rapidly during shooting training, and martial arts' attention becomes more and more focused as the number of shots increases.
Jinguji Martial Arts didn't notice it, but at some point, a beautiful figure leaned against the door of the arena, staring blankly at the training of Jinguji Martial Arts.
The person who came was none other than Takako Fujima.
There were no classes at school today, and Takako Fujima also went to the venue to watch the Kanagawa Prefecture game. She knew that her boyfriend was a player on the representative team.
It was just that she didn't hear about Jinguji Martial Arts being banned until she went to the venue. But after such a big thing happened, she had never heard of Jinguji Martial Arts, and she couldn't help but feel a little unhappy.
So she went to the martial arts house to find Jinguji Martial Arts. However, after going there, Fujima Takako knocked on the door for a long time, but no one opened the door. Only then did she realize that Jinguji Martial Arts might not be at home.
After thinking for a moment, Takako Fujima guessed where the Jinguji Martial Arts Club was going.
When he came to Shohoku, Fujima Takako had already heard the movement in the arena from a distance. When he got closer, he saw that Jinguji Martial Arts was indeed here.
Takako Fujima was a little worried about the state of Jinguji Martial Arts. He originally wanted to call him Jinguji Martial Arts, but when he saw Jinguji Martial Arts training, his face was calm, and he was very focused when shooting, and his hit rate was very high. Takako I realized that Jinguji Martial Arts was not about venting, but simply practicing.
Realizing this, Takako Fujima didn't bother him. He just leaned against the door and watched quietly. After standing for a long time, Takako Fujima didn't see the martial arts stop, so he immediately took off his shoes and walked in quietly. Went to the arena and sat on the sidelines.
Looking at Jinguji Martial Arts practicing in the stadium, Takako Fujima's mind began to drift away.
What is it about Jinguji Martial Arts that attracts her? It may be difficult for Fujima Takako to find the most accurate answer for a while.
Is it because of appearance? Or is it because of my figure? Or is it because of family background? Or is it just because Takako is only familiar with Jinguji Martial Arts, a male of the same age?
It seems like neither.
What attracts Takako Fujima is the concentration of Jinguji martial arts, and the concentration of the other party when doing something, which attracts Takako Fujima.
But now looking at Jinguji Martial Arts practicing on the field, Fujima Takako suddenly felt that concentration might not be a good thing, right?
At the very least, in the eyes of Jinguji Martial Arts, she seemed unable to see her figure.
Time passed quickly between Fujima Takako's random thoughts.
"Longzi, what's wrong with you?"
"What are you doing?"
Suddenly, a familiar voice reached Takako Fujima's ears, bringing her back to reality from her thoughts.
At some point, Jinguji Budo had stopped training and came to her. At this time, Budo had a sweat towel hanging on his neck, wiping the sweat from his body.
"ah?"
"without"
Fujima Takako raised his head, and what caught his eye was the solid muscles of Jinguji Budo. His pretty face blushed slightly, and Fujima Takako squinted his eyes and answered casually.
"Let's go then?"
"Let's go have lunch. What do you want to eat?"
After hearing Jinguji Martial Arts' words, Fujima Takako turned back and glanced out the window, and found that at some point, the sun had reached the top of his head. The midday sun shone directly from the sky, and the shade of the trees outside was much smaller.
"Is it already noon?" Fujima Takako opened her red lips slightly and murmured softly.
But Wu Dao had simply wiped the sweat off his body, put on his slippers and went outside the arena to wash himself with cold water. Then he returned to the arena with a towel and wiped his body.
"Have you thought about it?"
"What do you want to eat? I'll take you to eat."
After returning to the arena, Budao smiled at Takako Fujima and asked.
However, facing the martial arts question, Fujima Takako took a deep breath, then shook his head, and suddenly asked Jinguji martial arts:
"Martial arts, why are you banned?"
Seeing Takako Fujima's solemn look, Budo thought he was going to say something, but to his surprise, he actually asked him about his suspension.
Grabbing a towel and rubbing his hair, Budo replied casually, "I'm not sure about the specific situation. From what Coach Anxi meant, I guess I made inappropriate remarks."
"So I'm banned~"
Wu Dao said nonchalantly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
After hearing this answer, Fujima Takako's face showed deep concern, and she couldn't help but ask: "Make inappropriate remarks?"
"Are you going to be suspended just for something like this?"
"This and this"
Takako Fujima was a little angry. She didn't expect that this was the reason behind Jinguji Martial Arts' withdrawal. After learning the reason, Takako Fujima also carefully looked at Miyaji Budo's face, and found that Jinguji Budō had an indifferent look on his face, and couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Although Jinguji Martial Arts has behaved normally so far, who knows whether this is Jinguji Martial Arts suppressing anger?
An outstanding high school student suffered such unfair treatment inexplicably. How is it possible to say that Jinguji Martial Arts has no emotions at all?
Until Takako Fujima felt that if such a thing happened to her, she would definitely die like this.
Using oneself to save others, Takako couldn't help but look at Jinguji Martial Arts with some worry, and then continued to ask: "Martial Arts."
"If you feel unhappy in your heart, just say it."
"Don't hold it in yourself. If you hold your anger in your heart,"
Before Takako Fujima could finish speaking, Budo suddenly reached out and patted Takako Fujima's arm, and replied with a smile: "Don't think too much, I really don't take such things to heart."
"It's just a suspension. It's not like I haven't experienced it before."
"And with this suspension, I also saw the limitations of this country. If this kind of thing does not change, there will be no future for playing here."
"It's not because basketball in this country is not strong enough, it's just because there is no environment for players to grow here."
“I think it’s better to be more pure about sports.”
"If even campus basketball is like this, I can't imagine what the professional basketball environment will be like."
"That's good. It further proves that the path I chose is wise."
"I would just feel thankful for that, not disappointed."
Hearing what Wu Dao said, Fujima Takako was noncommittal. She had been getting along with Wu Dao for more than a day or two, and she also understood the goals of Wu Dao very well. But when she thought about going to the United States to play basketball after martial arts, Fujima Takako felt an inexplicable chest pain.
In this era, there are no such convenient things as video calls and voice calls. For many young couples of this age, there is no difference between one party going abroad and breaking up.
There is nothing reliable about long-distance love. Is there any big difference between long-distance love and fantasy?
Fujima Takako lowered his head slightly, the expression on his face changed quietly, and after a silence, Fujima Takako finally summoned up the courage, raised his head, and was about to speak when he suddenly heard Budo say:
"Longzi, I know the conditions at your home are pretty good."
"Do you want to go to the United States to study with me?"
"With your learning ability and outstanding abilities, you should be able to get into a good university and work hard."
"Even if the quality of the university is not up to the level of the Ivy League schools, it is not comparable to the local schools here."
"Let's go together? I think that in a few years, I will be able to take care of you."
Suddenly hearing the idea of Jinguji Martial Arts, Takako Fujima swallowed the words as soon as they came to her lips. Raising his head and looking at Jinguji Martial Arts, Fujima Takako ran out of ideas for a moment.
"I can't decide."
After a while, Fujima Takako lowered his head and replied softly.
"I will try to convince Master. I think it won't be a big problem."
"It's not such a bad thing after all, is it?"
"And there is still time. You can still work hard to improve your English and prepare the 'materials' needed for further studies there."
"How about we go together?"
Wu Dao said with a gentle smile on his face. Looking at the Jinguji Martial Arts in front of him, Fujima Takako nodded slightly, but said: "Let's see when the time comes."
Budo looked at Takako Fujima and didn't say much. He just walked to the side of the court, packed up his things, and then asked Takako Fujima again: "What do you want to eat?"
"Go eat sashimi." This time, Fujima Takako gave the answer.
"Alas--"
"I don't want to eat this stuff! Get another one!"
Hearing Budo's inexplicable answer, Fujima Takako didn't think much about it, thinking that Budo didn't like it.
"Then let's barbecue!" He said, without waiting for Wu Dao to say anything else, he directly took Wu Dao's hand and walked out of the arena.
As soon as the two walked out of the players, they bumped into Nobunaga Kiyota, who was holding a basketball and preparing to walk into the gym.
Seeing the shirtless Jinguji Budō and Fujima Takako walking out of the arena together, Kiyota Nobunaga was stunned.
"you"
"you."
"This is a sacred basketball stadium! How can you do it in the stadium?"
Kiyota Nobunaga shouted at the top of his voice, but before the boy could finish speaking, Jinguji Budo walked directly to Kiyota and hugged his neck.
"Well"
Kiyota Nobunaga, who was restrained by Jinguji Budo, froze in breath and patted Budo's arm.
"Boy, don't talk nonsense."
"I just came out from practice, and Longzi just watched me practice."
As he spoke, Budo slowly released his arm. However, as soon as Budo released his hold, Kiyota Nobunaga shrank his neck, and then ran away quickly, shouting as he ran:
"train?!"
"Don't you have a game today?"
"Why don't we go back to the gym to train with the girls after the game?!"
"Senior Jinguji, do you think I'm a fool?!"
"I really misjudged you. You actually didn't play the game, and..."
Before Nobunaga Kiyota could finish speaking, Budo directly interjected: "I'm suspended."
(End of chapter)
