The grass on the soccer field, since the Hachioji school team broke through history and won the Tokyo High School Regional Competition, it was replaced with natural turf overnight, and an automatic sprinkler was installed, which has a kind of black humor, and it seems that utilitarianism is human nature.

Suhara put the football in the penalty spot in front of the goal, took a few steps back, and took a deep breath, this is the hundredth penalty he has practiced today, and the current number of goals scored is nine.

Using Fujii Shu to try the running action given to him, he adjusted his pace in small steps, kicked the ball out with a spoon pick, Fujii Shu pounced, took the ball that was not fast, and took the ball into his arms, ending Suhara's shot.

"Damn, do you have mind reading? You can tell the difference. ”

Suhara couldn't help but complain, he deliberately hit the angle in the opposite direction, but he was still taken off without suspense, and the goalkeeper on the side, Ryunosuke, carefully remembered Fujii's save action and mocked him.

"It should be the moment you get up to predict where your simple brain of the red deer will kick."

"Don't be verbose, can you come and kick it? It's hard to score a goal! ”

Suhara's rebuttal is really a little reasonable, his nine goals are all dead-end volleys with all his might, even if they are as strong as Fujii trees, they can't be blocked every time, and the technical shots with slow ball speed, as long as they are not arc balls, can basically be turned away, at the age of 17, Suhara, whose physical fitness is almost 1.2 times that of ordinary people, is already considered talented, in order to kick a shot with high enough speed.

"Come here, there's a new team member to join."

Coach Fukai greeted them, and everyone stood in a row on the sidelines, like soldiers waiting to be reviewed.

"My name is Shogo Fukuhara, I transferred from Adachi High School, and I play as a winger, so I can play left and right."

They are no strangers to the school team, the core player of the opponent in the first round of the local tournament, Shogo Fukuhara, whose personal ability is close to the professional level in the late LV2 period, a middle-to-high-looking long-haired teenager.

"Please advise!"

After Fukuhara Shogo bowed, he glanced at Fujii Tree intentionally or unintentionally, he transferred to Hachioji High School because of this person, Adachi High School did not qualify, but only Fujii Tree's Hachioji High School could not go far in the national competition, and his joining was not entirely about hugging his thighs, a good winger, the impact on the offense was still quite large.

"Let me tell you, Fukuhara-san has been set by the FC Tokyo team, and after playing this national tournament, he will be an official player, if you perform well, there will be professional teams to find you, work hard."

Coach Fukai knows that the purpose of Fukuhara Shogo joining is not simple, FC Tokyo people have contacted Fujii Shu a few times, maybe no one is available, and the signing fee has been increased to 30 million yen, but Fujii Shu is still indifferent and unmoved.

As long as he can join a football team, it would be fine.

Coach Fukai doesn't care where Fujii goes anymore, as long as this new star can rise in the island country football, he will be satisfied.

The main winger in the school team, Yoshiyuki Konishi's expression is a little gloomy, and now he is probably going to be a substitute, which is not good news.

Began the drill of the 442 formation of the diamond-shaped midfielder, substitutions such as the replacement of the knife on the winger Shogo Fukuhara, the gap was reflected at once, the winger is extremely fast, the physical confrontation is enough, the ability of the feet is balanced, the running position is not fixed on a certain side, the keen sense of smell in front of the goal has been successful several times, and Fujii Shu has been plugged twice in a row, and successfully scored a goal.

This is the offense.,In the past, it was all relied on Suhara to respond in the middle.,Fujii Shu forced a breakthrough alone.,Now there's more threat from the side.,It's considered that there is no weakness.。

Coach Fukai observed the changes in the new lineup and nodded to express his satisfaction, this is a strong team in the national competition.

It's only been more than two months, and his strength has improved so fast? No wonder you sent me here.

After Fukuda Shogo scored, he felt Fujii's passing level, and the accurate straight plug from several defenders was not as easy as it was seen on TV, which tested the passer's vision and awareness, and the kung fu under his feet was also in place.

Another chance to attack, Fukuhara shogo pulled the side with the ball, passed the ball to the middle of the Suhara, after this period of special training, Suhara and Fujii Tree tacit understanding has developed some, he did not try a difficult header shot, but a header ferry, the football to the other side of the goal Fujii tree, such a sudden mutual pass, goalkeeper Ryunosuke naturally can not predict, Fujii tree with the right foot arch to touch the ball, lightly flicked, hit the goal.

These three people are on it together, I can't prevent it!

Ryunosuke's level is actually pretty good, but there is still a sense of frustration, a Fujii tree is enough for him, and he also sees the progress of Suhara, and now there is another Fukuhara Shogo, his own back line, only a central defender Nagahama senior can see, what to defend?

At the end of the day's training, Fujii's partner at home was replaced by Suhara, who also rode a bicycle, and Azusa Hase-san let her enjoy a rare vacation.

Sushihara's home also happens to be in Kitano Town, Hachioji City, but on the shopping street a little further away from the school, they can walk along the way, up and downhill, sweating, and the wheels of their bicycles twinkle in the afterglow of the setting sun, like a wheel of time.

The guitar is constantly playing in the dimly lit room, and Azusa Hase, dressed in a light pink tracksuit, sits on the edge of the bed, playing a post-punk song she named 'The Sad Mist Tonight'.

"There's a dog barking outside the window."

The plugged electric guitar is a Gibson ES-335 model, but it has been changed from yellow-black to a customized silver-white from the factory, which is a 1959 domestic version of the rice, which is already an antique-level precious guitar.

"The moonlight is gradually going to the east."

The left hand gently plucks the guitar pick, and the right hand blends a light melody, and the sound of the guitar is very catchy.

"And I'll still love you."

Her singing voice sounded synchronously, a little immature, but her voice was special and very recognizable.

"It's like a bullet falling in love with the forehead."

"Beyond that window, the ice crystals sparkle like diamonds!"

Azusa Hasei stood up, lowered her head, and quickly played a large melody that overlapped, reciprocated, and distorted, which is the essence of the post-punk music.

"Electricity weaves through the line, accompanied by a wreath of withering time."

After a large paragraph, she remembered the Fujii tree who had given him the inspiration for the song, and the next lyric blurted out naturally.

"In the sad fog tonight, we can't escape."

"Only cold everything, only us, woo-woo-woo."

The melody came to an end, the guitar no longer sounded, his fingers trembled slightly, Hasezi pressed the end button of the mobile phone recording, exhaled a long breath, hugged the guitar and opened the photo album on the phone, and quietly looked at the Fujii tree secretly photographed by the playground, his eyes were like stars surrounding the sun and the moon.