"Whew...... It's finally over. "That night, the eight members of the Qingxue team soaked in a bath as big as a small swimming pool, feeling the hot water soaking on their bodies and relaxing their muscles, and they couldn't help but sigh.www.biquge.info

"Damn, this little ghost looks like this, this is going to kill people!" Even the always good-natured Dashi couldn't help it, he put his arms on the edge of the pool, lying in the pool with his head back and his eyes closed, unwilling to move at all, feeling weak all over his body, "Coach Ryuzaki even helped him." ”

"To be honest, I originally thought that Captain Tezuka was too strict, and I was too out-of-the-box, and every time I saw the captain, I felt a sense of involuntary oppression. I often wonder when Captain Tezuka will be able to train without staring at us," Momojo also sighed, he directly lay in a backstroke position and floated around in the pool, his mouth opened very small, and he inhaled too much air while sinking, "It's good now, my wish has finally come true, but I didn't expect that Captain Tezuka was better for us." ”

"What the hell is the pro-captain!" Even Haitang, who has always been at odds with Taocheng, didn't have the strength to quarrel with him, and rarely agreed with Taocheng's words, and said: "Where is this guy like Fujifeng, he was so perverted when he taught me to play the Cyclone Ball, I thought it was already his limit, but I didn't expect him to really start playing!" ”

"Uh......" Echizen was originally cold, but now he didn't bother to speak, moaned, and continued to enjoy the feeling of being in the bath.

"Clams? What did you say? Press...... Massage? An hour later, under the soak of hot water, the young scholars felt that they had finally regained a little strength and stood up from the pool. I didn't want to just walk out of the bathroom, and I was invited by a group of people to a special rest room, where there were eight massage tables that looked very comfortable, and a man standing next to each bed.

After enjoying a relaxing massage with a full body in the background, everyone who was completely unaware of it came to the restaurant and saw a table full of food. Although there is not much meat, the porridge, soup, and soup all exude a burst of aroma, and even if you have just stepped into the door of the restaurant, you can smell it clearly. And the combination of various meals, in the eyes of Qian, everything is so harmonious, and each has incomparable benefits to their body, which is even more surprising, is this kid Fuji Feng really found out with his conscience?

Although everyone is still guarding against Fujifeng's strange methods, it has become such a state that it is impossible not to eat. At the request of the dietitian, I finished my meal as slowly as possible, and when I heard the news that I would have a morning off tomorrow, everyone was quiet.

It turns out that Fuji Feng really didn't mean to toss them to play, it turned out that Fuji Feng really wanted to give everyone a limit improvement, and really cared about everyone. Just looking at the different after-meal juices for everyone's physical fitness and the problems they showed in the training room, you can see how much thought Fuji Feng actually put into it.

Bitter gourd juice for Echizen and Kaido, lemon juice for Fuji and Kawamura, carrot juice for dry, dashi and chrysanthemum pills, and cucumber juice for Momojo. Each cup is formulated according to the individual's institutional shortcomings, and in order to avoid the pure juice being too unpleasant, honey and milk are also blended in it as a buffer.

"Are we ...... Wrong Fuji Mine? After dinner ended, everyone didn't move, and it wasn't until half an hour later that Taocheng slowly spoke.

"This ......" the crowd fell silent. To say unconditional obedience to Fujimine's training arrangement, that is for sure, this is out of a kind of trust in teammates, and the pursuit of his own strength. But as far as Fuji Feng is so foolish, it is impossible to say that everyone has no mustard in their hearts. Even Qian, who is most familiar with Fuji Feng and has the most tacit understanding with him, can't help but feel a little guilty in his heart.

But from this moment on, no one had any doubts, and no one had any dissatisfaction. Actions are always more effective than any words, and every thought, every request, of Fujimine is well thought out.

He does like to be whole, but in the end, he puts the benefits on everyone. Although Fuji Feng is only a first-year ghost, from this moment on, in everyone's minds, his status has really been as high as that of captain Tezuka!

At half past two in the afternoon of the next day, Fuji Feng rubbed his sleepy eyes and came to the tennis court behind the villa. The training was scheduled to start at 2 p.m., but because Fujimine was late, Coach Ryuzaki knew the training plan, but it was not easy to start first.

The reason why Fuji Feng came so late was, of course, because he had overslept again. He's now at the third level of enlightenment, and he's not very snooze, but narcolepsy, it's really coming, and you can't stand it. It's time to sleep, it's still time to sleep.

Fujifeng Jiaoerlang stopped at random in the field, glanced at it roughly, and the situation was fully visible. There are only eight people, not many, and no one is qualified to be late like him Tengfeng. Fuji Feng was quite satisfied, and pressed his hands down, as if he was going to suppress the cheers and screams like a tsunami in the mountains.

Everyone is full of black lines, who will give you the applause and cheers!

Fuji Feng pretended to be for a while, and then spoke: "Everyone arrived on time, it's good, let me see your consciousness and determination." ”

You're the only one who will be late or dare to be late for this kind of scene, right? Coach Ryuzaki looked at Fuji Feng with a frown, and he was very helpless, even when Nanjiro was in school, he didn't have such an unreliable behavior.

"But you can't win games with awareness and determination. We are here to train, that is, to suffer, and what we need is more intense training! Fujimine ignored Coach Ryuzaki's thoughts and continued, "I let everyone play today, but I didn't give a batting racket. The content of the training was to catch the ball that Coach Ryuzaki and I hit at the same time, empty-handed. ”

Fujimine picked up a standard racket from the basket and said, "There will be a time difference between the time I serve with Coach Ryuzaki, so our goal today is to have no moths...... There's nothing like that, leaking the ball, get it? ”

"Understood!" The voice was short and majestic, full of fighting spirit and trust, as well as admiration and obedience.

"Wow!" Fuji Feng was rubbing his sleepy eyes there, and was startled by the response that almost overlapped into a sound, and the racket in his hand almost fell off his hand, "What's the situation with you?" ”

Fuji Feng looked at the expressions on everyone's faces, serious and resolute, did not dare to have a trace of slackness, nor did he have any doubts and dissatisfaction, and the attitude and degree of execution of the instructions were almost the same as when facing Tezuka, and even faintly surpassed.

After thinking about it, it was probably yesterday, so that everyone understood themselves a little more! Now Fuji Feng has simply changed from the strongest in Qingxue to a real leader.

Fuji Feng is a little funny, his identity as a traverser, beyond too many mental ages of middle school students, makes him always look at the world and the game with an attitude of games. It's good to win, but it's not a big deal to lose. Or is it that he has money, so why does he need anyone to understand? But it feels good to be understood.

He chuckled, waved his hand, and said, "Take position!" Echizen, you're the first! ”

(To be continued.) )