After Mitsui Shou gave Takeshi and the others jerseys, he took the three of them to the locker room in Xiangbei.

It is said that it is a locker room, in fact, it is just an empty room in the corridor connecting the basketball hall and the teaching building, the place is not very big, only seven or eight square meters, the wall facing the door is a window, and on both sides of the door, there are two rows of iron wardrobes.

On the outside of the wardrobe, in addition to a small door lock, there is a name tag with the player's name written on it.

"Martial arts, this wardrobe will be yours in the future."

Mitsui Shou walked into the dressing room with Takemichi and the others, and then beckoned to Takemi, pointing to a wardrobe at the far edge of the window. There is a small lock with a key hanging on the top of the wardrobe, there are three keys, and the lock is also very new, and you can tell at a glance that it was just bought. On the small label on the wardrobe door, the name of Jinguji Martial Arts is impressively written.

Although martial arts is a new student this year, Mitsui Shou has already made all the preparations for martial arts to enter the department.

"Not only the jersey, but also the wardrobe ready for me?"

"What's going on with this lock? The last senior's? ”

Martial Arts did not observe carefully, and did not perceive the newness of the lock.

"The last senior has long since left the team, the lock is newly bought, and you can take the key yourself."

"All the empty wardrobes have been cleaned, and you can use them directly."

"Na!" Mitsui Shou walked to the wardrobe, opened the closet casually, and then threw the key to Takemichi, then pointed to the wardrobe and gestured towards Takemi.

"As for you two freshmen, you can choose those wardrobes that don't have famous brands, and as for the locks, you can buy one yourself when the time comes."

"Let's change into your training clothes here, and you guys will do morning exercise together."

Mitsui Shou said to Miyagi Ryota and Tsunoda Satoru, hearing Mitsui Shou's words, Miyagi and Tsunoda looked at each other silently, and they both saw a little surprise in each other's eyes.

is also a freshman, and the difference in treatment between the two of them and Martial Arts is too big. Wu Dao is obviously also a freshman, and he came to school on the first day, but he already has an official jersey with a number. Although it is a No. 15 jersey, it also means that Wu Dao has actually put his name on the Xiangbei basketball team before coming to school.

Now there is even an exclusive wardrobe, and the chain and famous brands have been matched, on the other hand, the two of them, the jersey is only training clothes, and the wardrobe is still picked, even if it is a fool, it can be seen that Mitsui Shou treats martial arts differently from the two of them.

"Uh.... Mitsui seniors. ”

"May I ask? Did you know Jinguji before? ”

Ryota Miyagi was not angry because of Mitsui Shou's differential treatment, but the curiosity in his heart was completely aroused.

"Huh?"

"Oh! He, we knew each other before. This guy is my junior at Takeshi Middle School, and he used to be on the Takeshi basketball team, but then he didn't play for two years because of some things. ”

"You don't need to mind, he has already told me that he is coming to Xiangbei High School before, and you have also seen his strength, there is no situation of going through the back door."

When Mitsui Shou heard Miyagi ask like this, he thought that Miyagi was thinking too much, so he explained more.

"It's not minding, it's just curious." Miyagi Ryota looked at the martial arts, and couldn't help but smile on his face, he thought of the situation when he saw the martial arts just now, this Mitsui Shou's junior, when he came to the stadium, he actually said, "I'm not very good at fighting, add a group", this pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger really made those seniors in Xiangbei suffer.

"Miyagi, you don't have to call me a classmate of Jinguji in the future, that's too out-of-this."

"Everyone will be teammates in the future, you can call me martial arts."

"Tsunoda, I'll call you that, you can call me martial arts in the future, be kind."

Takemichi said to Miyagi and Tsunoda while taking off his clothes and changing into his training clothes.

"Okay, then you can call me Liangtian in the future."

Miyagi's curiosity was satisfied, and when he heard Takemi's words, he nodded in response. Although he and Takedo met for the first time today, after playing a game together, Miyagi did feel that the relationship between himself and Takedo and Tsunoda had become a lot closer, so he did not reject such a title.

Jinguji Martial Arts quickly changed his clothes, and the yellow training clothes fit well on his body, after all, it is a vest and shorts, even if Mitsui Shou is customized according to the body shape of the third grade of martial arts junior high school, it will not look small when he wears it.

After a few people changed into training clothes, they returned to the stadium together, and when the four of them returned to the stadium, Akagi Gangxian was leading the Xiangbei players to do warm-up activities, and Mitsui Shou directly took Wu Dao and others to join the queue for preparation activities.

"Xiangbei High School!"

"I didn't expect that one day I would actually come to this school and join the school's basketball team."

"Although Sakuragi Hanamichi and Rukawa Kaede haven't come to Xiangbei yet, there are already familiar partners in this team!"

Wu Dao absentmindedly followed the team to prepare for the activities, a pair of eyes looked left and right, although it was not the first time to come to this arena, but at that time he was just a guest who sneaked in, and from now on, he is the owner of this arena.

The project of Xiangbei morning exercise is physical training, and the main subjects are sprint running and full-court turnback layup. It's not a high-level training subject, it's about the foundation of the players.

This kind of training arrangement is actually related to the coaching characteristics of Coach Anxi, a former national player, who pays the most attention to the foundation of the players.

The boring training did not dampen the enthusiasm of martial arts, on the contrary, practicing with these people in Xiangbei enjoyed martial arts.

The formal morning exercise in Xiangbei is not long, and it is only an hour and a half of practice in the morning, and after the training, the martial arts changed back to regular clothes, passed through the corridor, and went to the teaching building.

His class is a yearly class on the first floor of the school building. Along the corridor, Wu Dao quickly found his class, and when he pushed the door in, the class was already full, and the only vacant seat was a seat in front of the podium table.

On the podium, piled up with new books, a short old man with eyes was handing out textbooks to the students.

"Hello teacher~" Wu Dao stood at the door, knocked lightly, and greeted the old man.

"Are you..... Jinguji martial arts! The old man turned his head to look at the martial arts of Jinguji Temple, pushed his glasses, and said affirmatively.

It's not early, and if it's not the first day of school, the first class is already going to start at this time.

Takemichi chatted with Mitsui Shouduo for a while at the end of the team's training, delayed some time, and spent some time looking for a classroom for the first time, so he was already a little late when he came to this classroom.

At this moment, the teacher had already taken the roll call, and he knew who had not arrived.

"Yes." Wu Dao nodded, and when he looked at the teacher, he didn't forget to scan the rest of the students in the class.

Freshmen, I'm always curious about who my classmates are.

Soon, a girl came into the sight of Martial Dao. It was a young girl sitting in the second row, with a dark face and slightly thick lips, but her facial features were very delicate and coordinated, and she was very beautiful.

He has long curly hair, and although he is wearing a student uniform, he gives people a fashionable and sexy feeling, and he doesn't look like a high school student at all. Inoue's attention was not on the teacher who handed out the book on the podium, but tilted her head slightly and looked out the window.

"Ayako Inoue? And I'm in the same class? ”

Martial Arts recognized each other at a glance, and when he saw each other, Martial Arts's attention was directly attracted by the other party, not because of how good-looking and attractive the other party was, but simply because the other party was Ayako Inoue, who was familiar with martial arts.

What Martial Arts didn't notice was that when Martial Arts was staring at Inoue Ayako, at the back of the class, there was a beautiful girl, with her mouth slightly pursed and staring at Martial Arts with an angry face.

The girl's hands were flat on the desk, and her fists were clenched, as if she would strike hard in the next second.

"Martial arts classmate of Jinguji Temple, this desk is yours, carry the table, go and sit there."

The little old man on the podium pointed to the empty table not far in front of him, and then pointed to the corner of the back of the classroom against the window, and said to Martial Arts.

"Sure enough, it's the last row of the class again!"

"There are many benefits to being tall, but the disadvantages are not small!"

Martial Arts sighed in his heart, took his eyes off Ayako's body, nodded silently, walked into the classroom, picked up the empty desk, and walked towards the back of the class.

He didn't have any dissatisfaction with the teacher's arrangement, no way, after all, the height is here, if you sit in the front row, the students in the back can't even see the blackboard.

"Huh? Takako? Are you in this class too? Wu Dao carried the small table and walked towards the back of the class, and suddenly, a familiar figure appeared in his eyes. Takako Fujima is actually a student in this class, and she is still sitting in the last row by the window.

“......”

"Humph!"

Takako Fujima didn't respond to Martial Dao, just raised her head silently, snorted lightly, glanced at Martial Dao with cold eyes, lowered her head, and ignored Martial Dao.

“？？？”

"What's wrong with her? Did you come to relatives? ”

Martial Arts was very strange about Takako Fujima's attitude, moved the table and put it down behind Takako Fujima, put the bag in his hand on the table, went to the front again and moved back to the stool, and then sat down on the seat.

Looking at Takako Fujima's back, Takeshi scratched his head, not knowing why.

Since he apprenticed to Fujima Shinichi, he and Fujima Takako have often met, Fujima Takako and Martial Arts are the same age, the two are the same age, and they are both practicing judo, and there is naturally a lot of communication, and the relationship between the two is not bad, at least Martial Arts thinks so.

However, Takedo didn't expect that when he saw Takako Fujima today, the other party acted as if he didn't know him.

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After Wu Dao sat down on the seat, the teacher continued to hand out the book, and the students under the podium whispered to each other, not long after the start of school, some of the students who were well socialized already had new partners.

"Takako, Takako?" Wu Dao wondered why Takako Fujima's attitude was so cold, and he couldn't help but gently poke Takako Fujima's back, wanting to ask what was wrong with the other party.

However, no matter how martial arts poke, Fujima Takako didn't seem to feel it, and he just didn't look back at martial arts, and such an attitude made martial arts can't help but increase his strength.

“！

！ ”

"What are you doing?!"

Takako Fujima, who was sitting in the front row of Martial Arts, suddenly turned her head and asked in a low voice, although the voice was not loud, Martial Arts still heard the suppressed anger in the other party's heart.

"Uh.... I want to ask you if you are uncomfortable, why don't you speak? Seeing that Takako Fujima was full of anger, Takeshi asked in a low voice.

"Oh! Notice me now? ”

"I'm not uncomfortable, I don't have to worry about you!"

After Takako Fujima finished speaking, he quickly turned his head and no longer paid attention to the martial arts, and the angry appearance of the martial arts was stunned for a moment.

"Menopause at a young age, this world is so magical." Wu Dao was speechless, sighed secretly in his heart, dragged his chin with one hand, and looked out the window.

At this time, it is spring, the sun is shining, and the spring breeze is warm. Wu Dao sat in his seat, squinted his eyes slightly, and felt the long-awaited campus scenery with his heart.

...

There were no classes on the first day of school, and after the little old man handed out the book, he briefly talked about the rules of the school and the course arrangement, and announced that the students would be allowed to move freely.

It is said to be a free activity, but in fact, it also gives new students time to choose to find the club they want to join, and on the first day of school, this is the most important thing for new students.

As soon as class ended, Jinguji Martial Arts picked up his backpack and quickly left the classroom and walked towards the arena.

Takako Fujima, who was sitting in front of Takemi, was about to say something to Takemichi at the end of class, and when she turned her head, she saw the back of Takedo leaving the classroom.

"That bastard, so fast?!"

...

The recruitment of new recruits for the Xiangbei basketball team is proceeding in an orderly manner, and after Takeshi came to the gymnasium, he found that Mitsui Shou and Akagi were busy recruiting new people, and the training was not carried out.

The Xiangbei players who came to the stadium were playing a three-on-three game with nothing to do.

"Seniors, add one, add one!"

Seeing that no one was training, Wu Dao saw the seniors who were playing the game again, and ran over to say hello with a smile, wanting to play together, but this time, his request was ruthlessly refused.

"It's full, don't add more."

"Go and go, go and practice by yourself, don't add it, don't add it."

Although there are also teams that have the intention of bringing martial arts together, when they express such intentions, they are directly cut by other teams.

Playing basketball, no one wants to be abused, and they have already seen the ability of martial arts.

There is no way to join the martial arts of three-on-three practice, so he can only dribble the ball idle, look at the seniors who are playing happily, and sigh softly.

It wasn't until the afternoon that this changed.

Mitsui Shou and Akagi Goken came to this venue with a group of new team members.

"Assemble!"

"Next, we're going to have a freshman practice session! The purpose is to test the combat effectiveness of the new recruits, and at the same time, it is also to see if the veterans are slacking off during this holiday. ”

"The practice round is divided into two teams, one team for the second and third grades, and one team for all freshmen in the first year."

"The order of the players will be arranged by him and Mu Dugongyan."

"Everyone, 15 minutes to prepare for the event, and then the game!"

Mitsui announced to everyone that when he made the announcement, Coach Anzai was sitting on the edge of the court, watching the new students in the field.

"Finally able to play, seniors, you have to work hard!"

When Martial Arts of Jinguji Temple heard the news that he was going to have a practice match, his whole body suddenly became energetic, and his eyes swept to the seniors who had refused him to "add one" before, and smiled maliciously.

"Humph! Boy, don't be too crazy, half time is not the same as the whole game, don't get tired and lie down later! Some seniors were not convinced, and retorted when they heard Wu Dao's words.

"This time, I must make this kid look good!"

Akagi Gangxian, Mitsui Shou and Chiba Oishi all looked at Jinguji Martial Arts, their expressions were full of determination.

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