"You bastard! Don't call me Junior, call me Mitsui Senpai! ”

Mitsui Shou saw that Martial Arts looked indifferent and lazy, so he didn't fight when he was angry. Although his relationship with Martial Arts is very good, Mitsui Shou always feels that he is one year older than Martial Arts in his heart, and he is a senior of Martial Arts, seniors, and Martial Arts should show some respect for himself.

But the more familiar the martial arts guy is with him, the more vague the concept of "senior" becomes, so much so that not long ago, martial arts gave him the nickname of junior.

It's not that it's ugly, it's just that it's okay if it comes from an elder like Anzai or his father. But coming out of the mouth of this martial arts who was a grade below him, it was a bit embarrassing for Mitsui Shou.

I don't know, I think he's the younger brother of martial arts.

"Okay, okay, you two stinky boys, stop arguing."

"The opening ceremony is about to start, hurry up and get in."

Anzai Masayoshi turned his head and glanced at Takeshi and Mitsui Shou helplessly. After waiting for all the players to get off the bus, they walked towards the gymnasium.

"Okay, junior, I won't call you that next time."

Wu Dao walked to Mitsui Shou's side with a smile, put his arm around Mitsui Shou's shoulder, and said with a smile.

Mitsui Shou glanced at Martial Arts speechlessly, not wanting to pay attention to Martial Arts. A team of people laughed and laughed and followed Anzai Masayoshi into the gymnasium, and the atmosphere of the whole team was quite relaxed, and there was no trace of nervousness in the members of Wushi Middle School.

After the players from Wushi Middle School entered the stadium, there was a special reception in the stadium to guide the group from Wushi Middle School to the area where their school was located.

The Neon Summer Tournament is arguably the biggest sporting event for middle school students, and a huge stadium is already full of students from all over the prefecture.

This year, the junior high school and high school prefectural competitions started at the same time, and the opening ceremony was held at the same time. After entering the venue, Wu Dao put his arm around Mitsui Shou's shoulders and looked around curiously, with a look of novelty.

It's not that he hasn't been to the scene to see the martial arts competition in the large-scale sports meeting, but in the student stage, he really hasn't experienced such a large-scale sports event. In the past, I participated in some basketball-specific competitions at most, but those games would not hold such a big opening ceremony.

"The atmosphere is really different, how could there be such a scene when I was studying before!" Wu Dao looked around and secretly sighed in his heart.

The venue of the giant opening ceremony was in an auditorium, and the whole hall was crowded with people, not only athletes from various schools who came to participate in the opening ceremony, but also some parents of students, school teachers, and even some enthusiastic citizens who were interested in student sports.

Wu Dao felt the atmosphere of the crowded venue, and his originally calm heart couldn't help but secretly become restless at this one.

Compared with the hillbilly demeanor of Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, the other members of Wushi Middle School are much calmer, many of them have participated in some competitions when they were in elementary school, and they have long been surprised by this kind of scene.

Takeshi Middle School entered relatively late, so the tedious and lengthy opening ceremony began shortly after they arrived at the venue.

Although the atmosphere of the opening ceremony is very different from the previous experience of martial arts in China, there are also common points. That was the stinking and long speech of the leader of the conference. The content of the speech is also very routine, which is nothing more than leaders at all levels coming to the stage to encourage the students who are about to participate in the competition, so that everyone can work hard.

The opening ceremony lasted for almost an hour before it ended. Wu Dao was already drowsy at this time, and his eyelids kept fighting. It wasn't until the leader's sentence "the opening ceremony is over" that Wu Dao sobered up a little.

"It's finally over! It's really too tormenting....." At the end of the opening ceremony, Wu Dao stretched his waist and complained, Anzai Zheng glanced at Wu Dao helplessly, and finally didn't say anything.

After that, the crowd at the venue gradually dispersed, and some schools and teams that had competitions today would go to the venues of their respective events.

"Let's go, let's go to the players' lounge in the basketball arena."

"Today's first opponent is the fourth middle school, all of them cheer me up!"

With a wave of his hand, Anzai Zhengyi led the team to squeeze out the flow of people and walked towards the basketball hall.

After the opening ceremony, there are actually opening games for various sports, and basketball is of course also available.

Therefore, after participating in the opening ceremony, even if there is no game today, the team will not return as soon as the opening ceremony is over, but will only go back after watching a few opening games. After all, it's all here, and it's okay to watch a few games.

The first competition is the competition between Wushi Middle School and No. 4 Middle School, Wushi Middle School belongs to the kind of declining and strong, top 8 team, and No. 4 Middle School is the kind of little-known miscellaneous fish team. In general, the game is nothing to watch.

But at this time, the stands around the basketball hall were full of spectators, most of whom were high school teams and junior high school teams who came to participate in the opening ceremony. Of course, it is not excluded that some teams will collect information about their opponents.

"Wushi Middle School, I heard that it is a team directed by former national player Anzai Masayoshi, but I don't know how their players are."

"Are there any talents who can be absorbed into our Lingnan High School?"

In the first row of the stands, Shigeichi Taoka, the coach of Lingnan High School, was clasping his hands, his expression full of anticipation.

By his side, there were no players from the Lingnan High School basketball team, but people from other teams. The players of Lingnan High School were sent back to school for training by this coach, and the results of Lingnan's competition last year were not satisfactory, and Shigeichi Taoka would not let his players waste training time watching a few unrelated games.

After a long time, the referee team of the game entered in advance and made relevant preparations, and at the same time, the players' passages in both directions of the stadium were also opened.

The players of Wushi Middle School and the players of No. 4 Middle School walked into the field under the leadership of their respective coaches, and the coaches of the two teams took their respective teams to the rest area after a brief greeting, sorted out their equipment and began to warm up.

It was at this time that a figure wearing a No. 15 jersey at Takeshi Middle School immediately attracted the attention of Shigeichi Taoka.

"No. 15, it should be a member of the team that has entered the team in the first grade of junior high school."

"I'm afraid I'm 185cm tall."

Shigeru Taoka thought about it, and then his eyes lit up slightly, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances at the body of Jinguji Martial Arts.

Wu Dao, who was sitting in the seat adjusting his shoelaces, didn't know that he had just entered the court with the team when someone noticed him. And it's not just Shigeichi Taoka in the stands. The coach of the fourth middle school on the opposite side couldn't stop glancing here, but he didn't just look at Wu Dao alone, Wu Shi was paying attention to all the people who were more than 180cm tall.

"In this game, the starters are Masao Fujima, Mitsui Shou, Chiba Oishi, Toyokawa Taro and Jinguji Takemichi, a few of you."

"Specific tactics, no."

"I have only one request, to stretch the score to 20 points in the first half!"

Masayoshi Anzai stood in front of all the players and named the five starters. Although after this period of training, the team members have long known the ability of martial arts, but when Anzai Masayoshi really started the first-year martial arts point in the official competition, martial arts still attracted the attention of almost all the team members.

Before Martial Arts, the starter of the first grade was only Mitsui Shou.

"Let's warm up."

Under the orders of Anzai, several starters entered the court to start warming up, while the substitutes sat on the bench without the slightest sense of involvement. At the same time as Wushi Middle School began to warm up, several players from the fourth middle school also walked onto the court to start warming up, and unlike Wushi's side, there were as many as seven or eight players warming up on their side.

"Martial arts, you are the main attack in this game!"

In the middle of the court, Mitsui Shou, who was stretching, said coldly towards the martial arts of a plate.

"I was a little caught off guard by the sudden handing over such a difficult task!"

Wu Dao grinned and said, while looking at the fourth squadron member who was warming up opposite. Although Wu Dao was caught off guard by what he said, his eyes were full of confidence.

In the face of the group of players with an average height of about 170cm in the fourth middle school, can Wudao not have confidence?!

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