Chapter 422: Must, Don't Worry (Second Update)
"Yes, don't worry." Hu Shijian shouted in a deep voice.
For a high salary of 350,000 yuan a month, for the year-end bonus, for promotion, and in order to keep half of his life from being miserable in his old age.
Adachi Ichigao is a market, he must win.
For the kendo club, Adachi Ichigao has all-round support, and he has poured full effort into it mentally and materially.
In order to accommodate a large number of members, Adachi Ichitaka directly assigned the gymnasium, that is, the auditorium, to the kendo club, and the unprecedented large department, those basketballs that were originally active in the hall were driven outside.
"Noodles!"
The su vibrating rod easily hit the dough cloth and made a refreshing bang.
"Bang!"
"One copy!" A Class D student shouted that he would be the referee this afternoon.
He is a veteran member of the former kendo club, not to mention the technique, the basic rules of victory and defeat in the kendo competition are known, and he will not shout like the leader of class A.
From the end of school to the present, Minister Mizuno has solved each other cleanly in five consecutive rounds, and judging from this relaxed and comfortable refreshment, Mizuno has drawn a deep boundary with these layman ticket holders.
Effortlessly defeated one substitute member after another, without even a drop of sweat on his head, Mizuno took off his face armor.
As the head of the kendo department, as the headmaster's bet on flowering for the second time, the armor on Mizuno's body is a brand new instrument that has not been opened, and although there is a peculiar smell, it is not the smell of sweat.
There will be a special person to clean the smell of sweat, and in the sports clubs of the island country, the hard-working ones are always the last newcomers, and the work of washing the utensils will also be handed over to them.
"Whew."
Taking a deep breath of fresh air, Mizuno was surrounded by many girls of all grades.
"Minister Mizuno, you were so handsome with that trick just now, can you teach me?"
"Let's go and practice a hundred chops first."
"Senior, what's the matter with your sudden change of tactics?"
"Let's go and practice a hundred chops first."
"Senior, can you ...... with me?"
"Let's go and practice a hundred chops first."
"Minister, Principal Bucheon is here."
"Let's go and practice chopping first...... Well, I see. ”
Avoiding the crowd that was coming around, Mizuno saw Bucheon standing at the door, and ...... A familiar figure.
Professional skirt, short hair, and a big smile.
The journalist?
I once went to the restaurant to interview the reporter below me, and at a glance I knew that it was half a strong woman.
She's here to interview Adachi Ichitaka? But there was no film crew around, and the intention was unknown.
"Mizuno-san, let me introduce you, these two are representatives of the Frost Island Dojo in Taito District." Bucheon trots two steps, ignoring the principal's calm image.
"This is Sora Mizuno, the head of the kendo department, and he is also the most accomplished and talented student in the school in swordsmanship."
"Hello, I'm Hu Shijian." The burly and powerful resolute man nodded respectfully and stretched out his right hand.
Society has polished his edges and corners, and he is willing to whisper to high school students who care about their own interests.
"Hello."
Shallowly shook hands with Ken Toranishi, and Mizuno and Tomomi's eyes collided.
"I'm Tomomi Frost Island, hello, see you again." Tomomi Shijima first stretched out one hand and shook it with Mizuno, and then attached the other.
The two hands wrapped Mizuno's hands together as if they were wrapped in masks.
Tomomi's palms were sweaty, and it really looked like she was cooking tempura in a frying pan.
If this were to be replaced by an idol meeting and shaking hands, Tomomi Frostshima would definitely be the kind of poop uncle who smeared an unknown liquid on his hands and then rubbed and shook hands with his idol.
"You, okay."
Mizuno looked embarrassed, not because of Tomomi's handshake.
Rather, it's the surname of Frost Island.
Frost Island, Frost Island.
The original fifth lesson, Kiyomi Frost Island of the current Supernatural Hall is this surname, by the way, there is also Taro Frost Island who once challenged himself and had a very special name.
It seems that they all live in Taito District, and they all have a foundation in swordsmanship.
It's impossible that the big family with this unpopular surname is Taitung, so many conditions overlap, the odds are too small, that is to say, Tomomi, Qingmei, Taro, are all a family?
One is a high-ranking intelligence officer, one is an ordinary student, and the one in front of him.
"You're no longer a journalist?"
"Hey." Tomomi Shijima still didn't let go of Mizuno's hand, "Because after a few years of joining the company, I found that what I liked was not the work of reporters, but I wanted to stick to my childhood dream and carry forward the ancient swordsmanship inherited from the Warring States period at home, so what about Mizuno-san, what is your dream?" ”
"Do you have any dreams that you want to fulfill with others......"
The topic is getting more and more crooked, and Hu Shijian looked at the second lady in surprise, and he had the impression that Tomomi Frost Island, who was the first in everything, had never behaved like this.
"Ahem." Tomikawa coughed and leaned over to Frost Island and Tiger Stone Ken, "I didn't expect Mizuno-san and the Frost Island family to know each other for a long time." ”
"Then this will save the trouble of communication, why don't we learn about the situation of the kendo club first."
Mizuno actually knows someone from the Frost Island family? The swordsmanship of the Frost Island family is heirloom, and Mizuno's swordsmanship is very strong, so will Mizuno and the Frost Island family have a family relationship?
It's very likely, it's too likely, ah, this layer of human factors will be added when considering it now.
"Mizuno-san, is it convenient to have a battle with Mr. Toranishi?"
The core of the kendo club is Mizuno, and the only new star in the kendo club is Mizuno.
"Well, forget it, principal, why don't you let Hu Shijian teach a lesson to the students, Brother Hu Shi is not the strongest teacher in our dojo, he is better at teaching skills."
"It's a swordsmanship training for the majority of ordinary students."
In a few words, Tomomi judged that Mizuno was probably the trump card of Principal Bucheon, ah, worthy of the man she valued, not only could cook, but was also directly valued by the principal in school.
"If Mizuno-san's desire is a special promotion, our dojo will have other arrangements, free of charge."
No, he's not good at anything, and in terms of gacha games, Hu Shijian is probably a garbage C-level small character.
But Hu Shijian's brute strength in driving loading and unloading every day is not small, and Brother Mizuno has fine skin and tender meat, so she doesn't worry about letting the two fight.
It would be heartbreaking if he was hit by a rough man like Hu Shijian, who was not light or heavy, and Mizuno had no chance of winning against Hu Shijian from the perspective of his body.
As soon as the vibrating rod goes down, the little brother Mizuno who can hit is dizzy.
And if there is a stinky sweat, won't it ruin Mizuno's image, and the sweat on the handsome guy's body is also stinky.
"Uh-huh."
Hu Shijian nodded seriously beside him, and the second Miss Frost Island said whatever it was.
"Is that so?" The old fox of Buchuan rolled his eyes, "What is the special promotion?" ”
"The most professional person in our dojo came to tutor one-on-one, and it's the middle of May, right? There are still two months left before the league competition, and in two months, we can give Mizuno-kun one-on-one special improvement to ensure that he can improve his strength before the kendo league competition. ”
"Can you let Miss Kiyomi in the dojo tutor?"
"Of course it's fine!"
Of course there is a problem, and it is absolutely impossible!
Sister Qingmei is bent on the supernatural, where will she take care of these unrelated and extraordinary copper stinky things.