I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 33
In the northern stands, a group of women holding cheering banners called out his name.

Are you supporting yourself?

Fujii was a little surprised. He didn't pay attention to this during the game. When he got closer, he realized that the name on the banner was his own.

"Thank you for supporting me. Let this jersey be a souvenir."

With his upper body naked, he threw the substitute jersey into the stands, waved his hand, and walked into the player tunnel.

The number of the substitute jersey is also No.13, but it was only used as a replacement for half a game. Mana Sakura grabbed the jersey with her hand and was lucky to become the owner of it.

"I offer [-] yen, can you give it to me?"

The female office worker next to her asked enviously, and proposed to exchange it with money.

"Sorry, next time, I want to collect it."

Sakura Mana showed a smirk of a traditional Sakura girl, folded her hands together, put away her jersey and folded it into her bag. Fortunately, she prepared a large mountaineering bag today to bring aids, which can fit completely.

The last one to walk out of the player tunnel, Fujii Shu was stopped by a man wearing a peaked cap, who handed over his business card with both hands.

FC Tokyo J1 professional football club/chief scout/Nagano Masanobu?

"Sorry to bother you, Fujii-kun, do you want to play professional football in the past? Our FC Tokyo is a local professional team, and young talents like you are very welcome to join."

Masanobu Nagano took off his peaked cap. He was a middle-aged man with a capable face, wearing an Adidas tracksuit, and bowed slightly to solicit.

"Hey, hey! Guy over there, what are you doing, what are you doing? Fujii-kun is the player our Kashima Antlers team is looking for! Do you have any shame in poaching people like this!"

There was a shout not far away, and next to coach Yasuda, a man in a suit and leather shoes who looked like a manager stepped forward excitedly to block Nagano Masanobu behind him, and extended his hand to Fujii, who was a little stunned, and shook it.

"Hi, I'm Akihiro Yamaguchi, the professional manager of Kashima Antlers. Coach Yasuda didn't make it clear to you last time. Our Kashima Antlers' sincerity is very high. This time, we also brought the signing contract. Let's talk again. Bar?"

"Where did you come from? Fujii-kun made his mark in the Tokyo High School Regional Competition. Of course, he should be counted as a member of our local club in Tokyo, a countryman from Ibaraki Prefecture, why not join in the fun!"

Nagano Masanobu originally wanted to investigate the two youth training levels of the Horikoshi team. After noticing the more prominent Fujii tree, he shifted his target. The Kashima Antlers’ home court is in Ibaraki County, Kanto, which is nearly 1 kilometers outside Tokyo. Compared with FC Tokyo can be regarded as an authentic urbanite, although its strength has always been at the bottom of the J[-] league.

"Hohohoho! The garbage team that was relegated to J2 the year before last gave you face, right? Our Kashima Antlers won the J1 league championship, you should play J2 obediently!"

Akihiro Yamaguchi's ability to become a professional manager is naturally not a fuel-efficient lamp. He started to talk about the club's results, and he was also telling Fujii what level FC Tokyo is.

"We have brought all the signing contracts, the signing fee is 500 million yen, the weekly salary after tax is 20 yen, and the chance to play in the first team is guaranteed. The sincerity is much stronger than your temporary intention!"

Akihiro Yamaguchi struck while the iron was hot, found the contract in black and white from the briefcase, and showed it to everyone. He couldn't see the distressed feeling of bargaining with Coach Yasuda at that time, but was very complacent.

"We can also give you the same treatment." Masanobu Nagano, as the chief scout, can still make this promise. He called the club's manager on the spot, and after talking for a few words, his face turned green. , looked up at Fujii tree unwillingly, smashed the phone angrily, left a word and walked away quickly.

"Fujii-san, don't rush to make a decision. I'll go back and talk to the higher-ups first, and wait for us in FC Tokyo for a few days."

"If you don't have this energy, don't open Haikou indiscriminately." Akihiro Yamaguchi watched his competitors leave with satisfaction, and preached in a false resentment.

"Sorry, I'm still saying that, I don't want to play professional football."

Fujii has seen the signing contract handed over by Akihiro Yamaguchi. To be honest, he is very sincere, but his golden fingers are so comprehensive that he doesn't want to focus on one aspect. Although football is interesting, it is not his only choice.

"Fujii-san, don't you want to join the national team? With your talent, lead the football team of our island country and create your own era."

Coach Yasuda, who has been silent for a long time, began to persuade him that his ultimate goal is to make the island country football a world-class team. He had already given up much hope, but Fujii who accidentally discovered him rekindled his ambition.

"I don't play football to be famous, Coach Yasuda, have you watched our games? Although the level is very low, but the emotion is the purest. It's only for winning and fighting with everyone in the team. I enjoy it. It is these, these are enough, and there will be no regrets in the youth of life."

Fujii gave the reason for the refusal half-truthfully, turned around and was about to leave.

"1000 million yen! Signing fee!"

Akihiro Yamaguchi yelled at his back, struggling for a moment on his face. He is a person who usually turns up the air conditioner in the office a few degrees to save electricity bills in summer. This is more uncomfortable than killing him.

Fujii tree paused when he heard the number, but he didn't look back and insisted on leaving here.

"Forget it, you can't kidnap him to the club, let's go to Guzawa Yuya and the others, isn't it cheaper?"

Coach Yasuda persuaded Akihiro Yamaguchi, who was unwilling to give up, and Akihiro Yamaguchi shook his head, talking to himself slowly.

"A golden mountain! I missed it like this, I miss you so much!"

Fujii tree, does he think so?
Qi Yuan, who was hiding in the corner, lowered his head, looking a little ashamed.

waste!A bunch of trash!
After watching the whole game, Yuki Kajo kicked over the trash can in the corridor. From the big lead in the first half to the roller coaster comeback in the second half, the mental torture he suffered made him unable to bear the anger anymore. Getting rid of a woman like Wakika, losing to his alma mater, and showing off that boy who ruined his good day, such a series of blows made his eyes turn red.

"Mosimoxi?"

After dialing a number that he had hidden, a voice came from the opposite side.

"Ueno Chenghuang, I want to deal with a person, an ordinary person, how much?"

He Rang Yuuki released the demon in his heart, and the methods of the people he contacted made him terrified.

"Who made our young master angry? No money, just send the information, and within three days, let him go to the bottom of Tokyo Bay to see goldfish."

The voice from over there was a little lazy, it was the voice of a young man, there was the sound of a lighter being ignited, and a long exhalation, the tone did not seem to be speaking harshly at all.

But Yuki He let know that this person can really do what he says, and he doesn't want to kill people yet, explaining.

"Don't kill him, just break his legs and disfigure his face."

"OK! I will send someone to do it, you just wait for the good news."

The man named Ueno Chenghuang answered in the affirmative.

(End of this chapter)