When Tezuka heard Coach Hanamura's question, he answered calmly, "I have watched the games between Sengoku and Kirihara, and their level has been very stable now. As for Echizen..." He looked at the list in his hand, with a look in his eyes.
Qian Ran still couldn't hide his disappointment, "He is still qualified for this selection competition. Players who cannot give their best are not what we want. Of course, they cannot be selected."
Coach Shen looked at the list in his hand, raised his head, and said lightly, "Since Coach Ryuzaki entrusts everything to you, he must believe that you can do your best, so there will be no problem with the selection."
"But..." Coach Hanamura wanted to say something for Echizen Ryoma, but looking at their already decided looks, it was a pity that the result could not be changed. Echizen originally thought he could see his new
Unexpectedly, the final result of the game was like this. She was really a little disappointed. She combed her hair. Coach Huacun lowered his head and looked at the list in his hand. The thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose flashed slightly. He said no.
clear light
In the afternoon, there was a new gathering. Three coaches stood together. The players below looked at them nervously. They knew that the coach had already decided on the players to play, so this was the final decision of the selection competition.
It's time. Except for Atobe Keigo and Sanada who have already taken two places, the rest of them are still unknown.
The coach's decision and their training these days will be revealed at this moment
Who is the final winner? Who can represent the Japanese team in the upcoming competition? Who is the selected person? Soon everyone will know the expectations, nervousness, confidence, and even fear. All the emotions are constantly changing in everyone's hearts.
rise
Coach Shen took the list and looked at the players at the bottom. He paused for a moment and said in a serious voice, "We have already selected the candidates for this Japan-US competition." He always spoke concisely and went straight to the point without any extraneous words.
Nonsense, "Now, announce the list, the selected players, they are:"
"Atobe Keigo, Sanada Genichiro, Ninzu Yushi, Sengoku Seijun, Kikumaru Eiji, and Fuji Shusuke." When the coach said this, he half-squinted his eyes and continued: "The last one is, Kirihara Akaya."
"Pa..." This was a very loud sound. The sound was only because the surroundings were too quiet. It was so quiet that it even stopped everyone's breathing. If it were normal, maybe no one would notice it.
It was a notebook that fell on the ground. Everyone's eyes moved to that notebook. Otoyu was stunned for a long time, then she quickly bent down to pick it up and hugged it tightly to her chest. She didn't look at the other people, but just lowered her head.
With her head bowed, the hair on her forehead fell on her eyes, and her expression could not be seen clearly, covering up everything around her and the bleak color around her.
In fact, it wasn't just her, almost everyone had expressions of disbelief, especially everyone in Seigaku, Echizen Ryoma, who had already become famous in the Kanto competition, a 12-year-old first-year student, had such extraordinary abilities.
His extraordinary skills, which no one dares to underestimate, were brushed off at this moment. It is simply unbelievable.
Ryoma just frowned and lowered his hat so that others could not see his face, but his face was hidden in the shadows, feeling strangely heavy.
And what he heard most clearly was his own breathing, and he couldn't hear anything else.