1novels Chapter 417 Visiting Tokyo
Chapter 417 Visiting Tokyo
The author has something to say:
The narrator of this chapter is Yushi Ninzu - the protagonist.The points where the angle of view changes are marked with *.
In addition, a ninety-degree bow: Thank you very much for your concern, I am so touched!
"Let me tell you, this year we have the strongest first-year student in history~" On the other end of the phone, there was an excited voice from my cousin Renzu Qianye, "He was at the just-concluded Kansai Conference. , defeated the runner-up in last year's national competition, the main player of Hyogo Makino Fuji Academy, Adi!"
"The strongest first-year student in history..." I twitched the corner of my mouth, "Isn't it in our Kanto~ The one who defeated the Emperor Sanada of the High School Attached to Lihai University was that first-year student."
"What?!" Qianye was obviously taken aback, and after a while he fought back angrily, "Ours is very strong! By the way, he defeated all eight middle schools in Kansai within two weeks of entering school!"
This guy Qianye really wants to stay away from me in everything, but this time you are bound to lose!Holding the phone to my mouth, I sputtered furiously, "Our little devils here are amazing! The American selection team can easily kill them! Their personality is the only one in heaven and earth, and they are bold and reckless. Those three stares will make you petrified!"
"I, I said our first grader is even better! Even the gangsters here are afraid of him, and they have to take a detour when they see him!" Once again stuck, Kenya's voice was out of breath.
"What is that?" I snorted, "Mine is an international figure who came back from the United States! Let alone a small rural place like yours in Osaka, Japan and the United States are also sweeping!"
Just as he was talking, he was spitting all over the place, and there were two beeps from the side.Turning my head to look, Atobe, who was sitting together in the barbecue restaurant, put away his fingers knocking on the table leisurely, and his almond eyes with bright tear moles slanted towards me, "What are you showing off? Yours? En (ěn)~"
"what……"
"Forget it, our kid is in Tokyo now to visit the stadium, take care of me for the sake of my cousin. Did you hear, Yushi..." Li Qian was still yelling on the phone, and I quickly turned it off up.
It's not that I don't take care of it, but now I'm a mud bodhisattva crossing the river - I can't protect myself.Besides, do you need to take care of the guy who will take a detour when the gangster sees it?
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* "Hey, where is the ARENA tennis court?" The child's voice in Osaka accent was clear and clear.
I took a look at this little kid in a leopard-print vest blocking my way. Are elementary school students feeding around like this now? (Author: You are not much better yourself!)
"I don't know." I closed my eyes.Busy now.
"Oh, excuse me." The child turned and ran away.
Only then did I notice that he was carrying a cloth bag on his back, and there was actually a rough tennis racket inserted in the cloth bag.Was I too indifferent to the children just now? (Author: You are also a child yourself!)
Hey, I'm not familiar with Tokyo anyway, so he can always find someone to ask directions.
"Echizen-kun~"
Someone shouted from the side, and when I looked up, Yuta and Thick Lips were waving at me on the high steps of the tennis court by the street, "Where are you going in such a hurry~"
Don't these two people go to play tennis and watch the scenery from the special station?
"Compete with me, Echizen, I want to avenge the last time!" "Yes, yes, this time I won't say the same thing as last time!"
Although the spirits of the two of them are commendable, but I don't have the time to spare now, "Forget it."
"Oh——" the thick lips pouted the two parts of the mouth into fat rings, "I became so proud to say that I won the American selection team~"
Pride is my nature~ I was not affected by thick lips at all, I kept walking, but Yuta's next sentence made me stop.
"It's not like that, Yanagisawa-senpai. Although Echizen is very good in singles, but against doubles...it's natural to want to escape~"
If I finish you off quickly, I will have nothing to say.
"Crack!" "Crack!" "Crack!"
No one is holding back, even if there is a one-on-two I don't think there is any problem, and the return and return of the serve are all one-hit KOs.
"Say it so boldly!" Reluctantly, his eyes popped out of his thick lips.
"The game is over, Echizen wins." Passing the borrowed tennis racket to those two stupid guys, I turned around and waved, "Goodbye."
Yuta murmured behind me, "Echizen-kun has become much scarier than before..."
Thick lips are concerned, "However, it's too embarrassing to say that eating zero eggs, ah, say that the task is not completed in less than 5 minutes! Now it's a big trouble to say!"
The station is only about ten minutes away from home by jogging, but today it took me so long!Seeing the bus booth from a distance, I breathed a sigh of relief, Kaibin must be waiting.
"Is it popular among primary school students to wear leopard-print vests recently? Do you still play tennis like others? Hahaha, you're so ridiculous."
"Seeing that you are a primary school student, I will charge you half of the toll~"
Unscrupulous laughter blew into my ears, and I was about to quicken my pace and turned to look to the other side of the road.
In the shadow of the flyover opposite, two high school students looked like bad guys were surrounding a child squatting against the wall.There were very few pedestrians there, and occasionally a few passers-by hurried away like avoiding the plague.
"If you don't give it, don't blame us for being rude!" One of the high school students spit at the child.
Slowing down, I glanced over there.
If the child obediently pays the protection fee and resolves it peacefully, of course I won't be troubled.But if it escalates to the point of resorting to force—the two high school students are not in my eyes. (Author: Don't forget that tennis players are forbidden to fight!)
If you make a move, if the child is clever, it is only natural for me to take a small thank you fee... If the child is not clever, then I have to ask the two senior high school students to give me more labor fees - I can't always work for nothing, I have to earn money Get some extra money.
I was making a lot of calculations when I saw the child squatting in the shadows jumping up, holding a large cement slab (covering the sewer) with his thin arms.
"Who are you calling a primary school student? Bastard!" The child's voice in Osaka accent was accompanied by a loud "dong kuang!"
"Wow!" The giant cement board passed by, and the two high school students were scared out of their wits.
"You still do such a dirty thing as spitting! Bah, bah!" Spitting again and again, the kid in the leopard-print vest still couldn't get enough of it. A motorcycle, continue to chase, "How much is the toll, ah?!"
"Help——" two high school students ran over, "Ah Liang, Ajian, Bilu, Ah Zhen, come out and help!"
"Bang!" The loud noise of the motorcycle hitting the ground rolled over, "Stop! I will never let you go!"
"What are you arguing about?" "Ah, Ah Ping, you guys are so frightened by a brat? How embarrassing~"
On the other side of the street, almost in front of me, four tall high school students walked out of a poker game shop, puffing out smoke and laughing loudly and disdainfully.
2 minute later.
"Can you...can you get out of the way?" I asked helplessly, and the target was of course the leopard-print kid in the middle with his head bowed and blocking the way.
He raised his disheveled head, "Ah, it was from before..." As if he finally found someone to talk to, the mist quickly filled his big glass-like eyes, his expression was infinitely wronged, "Really, I just want to Just asking for directions...why are the people in Tokyo so indifferent?"
I look around.With the kid at the center, there are desolate scenes of a typhoon passing through everywhere. Among the messy ruins of cement and iron, six high school students are scattered all over the ground like broken dolls who have been tired of playing with them.
It's them who should be wronged...