Chapter 3: The Drawing of Lots (Part 3)

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people on the scene, Kuramochi couldn't help but laugh.

Sawamura's words are really ruthless.

With his perennial experience of fighting, although the other party put his posture very low, he did not leave any emotion when he spoke, obviously deliberately provocative.

If you really let him shake hands at this time, what will everyone think of Qingdao?

Arrogance or self-righteousness.

After all, it was the seniors who won the national hegemony before that they were the main ones in the third grade, and they, like everyone else around them, were just growing up.

What right is there to be proud and empty-eyed?

If you don't let him shake hands, I'm afraid the result will be even worse.

Whether he opens his mouth or Yu Xing's mouth, he will inevitably suffer.

At this time, Sawamura directly shook the other party's hand and asked him with a smile what he called?

Who can say we're rude?

Moreover, Sawamura is indeed the leader of the national hegemon.

He is not only the ace of the current Qingdao High School, but also can indeed represent the previous team.

He took the initiative to shake hands with the other party, which was the best choice.

It can not only show the majesty of the champion of Qingdao High School, but also behave very reservedly.

Hit the spot.

Although staying in a dormitory with Sawamura, Kuramochi really didn't realize that Sawamura was so comfortable in diplomacy.

Especially the last sentence, Kuramochi listened to it with great relief.

What do you call it?

To put it bluntly, don't you just ask who you are?

Which green onion are you?

An unknown junior also rushed forward to provoke.

Amusing!

If Sawamura knew what Kuramochi was thinking, he would definitely not be able to help but give a thumbs up.

I didn't expect that his unintentional little joke could be made up so many things by his brain?

The person in front of him, Sawamura still knows.

"Hee-hee, I'm a nobody."

The person who shook hands with Sawamura had an eye-catching airplane head, and when he smiled, he felt like the sun in the cold winter, very warm.

This is in extreme contrast with his image.

His name is Umenomiya, a well-known pitcher in Tokyo's East Ward.

The reason why Sawamura Eijun knew him was, of course, because of his experience in his previous life.

After a brief conversation with Uhimiya, Sawamura and the others sat down beside Uhimiya.

There were two people who came with Mei Gong, a small man with a monk's head, and the other in a wheelchair.

He is Nanpeng.

Sawamura glanced at the other party thoughtfully.

Nan Peng looks very delicate, if you look at it on the screen, he can be regarded as a tender little fresh meat.

But it was such a person who was in a wheelchair at such a young age.

Sometimes life is like this, no matter how much wealth, no matter how much talent, it is better to have a good body.

"Hello!"

Sawamura took the initiative to reach out and shake Nanpeng.

"Thank you!"

Nanpeng glanced apologetically at his legs and signaled that he couldn't stand up.

Sawamura shook his hand, signaling that he didn't mind.

Ume was surprised.

He obviously didn't expect Sawamura to take the initiative to shake hands with Nanpeng.

"Do you know each other?"

He asked Nanpeng in a low voice.

Nan Peng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I know him, but I guess he shouldn't know me." ”

Of course, Sawamura didn't know Nanpeng, but he was familiar with the name.

Now that he can see the deity, he naturally wants to get to know it.

When the three of them sat down, they heard whispers around them.

"That's Sawamura!"

"It's completely different from the video and TV!"

"Originally, I thought he was a little fat, but I didn't expect to be so delicate."

"There's no way, the people on TV just look fatter."

"How do you know?"

"My sister works at the TV station."

At this time, Miyuki and Kuramochi finally understood what Sawamura Rongjun said before.

He didn't want to come here and be watched like a monkey.

Doesn't it feel like a monkey in a zoo now?

"Ah Ming, I didn't come."

Yukiichi also glanced at Inajo's team and said.

Inagi is led by a white chubby guy who is supposed to be the captain of the new team.

"That guy is Fukui!"

Ume Palace became acquainted with Sawamura after a while. Maybe Sawamura's attitude towards Nanpeng before made him change his opinion of Sawamura.

It can be seen that they have studied the information of Daocheng very thoroughly.

Even the people of Qingdao didn't know about the new captain of Daocheng, and he actually knew.

"I didn't make it to Koshien in the summer, and the performance of Inagi Industry has been very low-key. The results of the practice competition and the preliminary round are not very conspicuous. ”

"What do you want to say?"

Sawamura looked at Nanto.

"I'm afraid Daocheng Industry will be reborn from the ashes, if you still aim for the first place, he should be your strongest opponent."

"You are!"

Sawamura said quietly.

Sure enough, after listening to his words, Nan Peng's face flashed a trace of unnaturalness.

"We're just a small team."

"Don't fool around there, if I really believe what you say, I'm afraid I don't know how to die?"

The two were there arguing with each other.

The Kuramochi next to him was a little dumbfounded.

The other party is Ukumori, a very unknown school. How does it seem, but Sawamura is very jealous.

"The draw has begun!"

After a lean leader finished speaking, the lottery meeting officially began.

The schools whose names are called will draw number cards one by one.

The battle table has been designed for a long time, and the team that draws the brand will hang its own brand at the bottom of the battle table.

The Autumn Tournament is different from the Summer Tournament where the seeds are selected, and the element of luck is very important.

If you are unlucky, there is also the possibility of encountering strong enemies one after another.

"Daocheng Industry!"

After a while, it was the turn of Daocheng Industry.

Fukui, who was white and chubby, walked to the rostrum and drew lots.

He drew number 13!

When he drew lots, the people below also whispered.

Although Inagi lost to Seido in the summer tournament before, their popularity is still undiminished.

It looks very striking.

"The third high school in the city!"

After calling a few more names one after another, this time it was the turn of the third high school of the city university.

As one of the three giants in West Tokyo, it can compete with Inagi Industry and Seido High School.

The third year of the city university has also attracted great attention.

Hoshida, who was the captain, walked up and drew the 60th!

"Separated!"

Kuramachi thoughtfully.

Of the more than 260 high schools, more than 60 were able to advance to this round.

These more than 60 are two pairs of adjacent pairs, for example, the opponent of No. 1 is No. 2, and the opponent of No. 3 is No. 4.

The winner of the two numbers will advance to the next round, and they will be the opponents of the next round.

The number of Inagi is number 13!

The number of the city's third highest school is 60.

This means that it is impossible for the two teams to meet each other before the final.

Now that they are separated, Seido is bound to meet one before the final.