I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 39
The grass on the football field, since the Hachioji school team broke through history and won the Tokyo High School Regional Competition, has been replaced with natural turf overnight, and automatic sprinklers have been installed. There is a sense of black humor. It seems that people are utilitarian The nature of ah.

Qiyuan put the football on the penalty spot in front of the goal, took a few steps back, and took a deep breath. This is one penalty kick he trained today, and the current number of goals is nine times.

Using the run-up movement given by Fujii, he adjusted his pace in small steps, and kicked the ball out with a kick from a spoon. Fujii threw it out, and took the football, which was not fast, into his arms, ending Qiyuan's struggle. shoot.

"Fuck, do you have mind reading skills? This can be judged."

Qihara couldn't help complaining, he deliberately shot the opposite angle, but was picked off without any suspense, the goalkeeper Ryunosuke on the side carefully memorized Fujii's saving action, and taunted him.

"It should be that the moment you kick, you can predict where the simple brain of your red deer will kick."

"Stop talking, come over and try playing? It's hard to score even one goal!"

Qiyuan's rebuttal is quite reasonable. His nine goals were all dead-end volleys with all his strength. Even if he was as strong as Fujii, he couldn't block it every time. As long as it is not a curve ball, it can basically be turned away. At the age of 17, Qi Yuan, whose physical fitness is almost 1.2 times that of ordinary people, is already considered a talent, and he can kick a shot at a high enough speed.

"Everyone, come here, there is a new team member to join."

Coach Shen Jing greeted them, and everyone stood in a row on the sidelines, like soldiers waiting for inspection.

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

Those who want to join the school team are no strangers to them. The opponent's core player in the first round of the local competition, Fukuhara Shogo, whose personal ability is close to the professional level in the late stage of LV2, is a long-haired boy with a middle-class appearance.

"THank you for everyones suggestions!"

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 Hachioji High School with only Fujii tree alone could not go far in the national competition. His joining is not entirely a thigh hug, a good winger still has a great impact on the offense.

"Let me tell you, Mr. Fukuhara has been appointed by FC Tokyo. After playing this national competition, he will be an official player. If you perform well, professional teams will come to you. Work hard."

Coach Shen Jing knew that the purpose of Fukuhara Shogo’s joining was not pure. The people of FC Tokyo had contacted Fujii tree several times, and perhaps no one could use it. The signing fee was added to 3000 million yen, but Fujii tree was still indifferent and unmoved. .

As long as he can join a football team, that's fine.

Coach Fukai no longer cares about where Fujii is going, as long as this new star can rise in the Japanese football, he will be satisfied.

Yoshiyuki Konishi, the main winger in the school team, had a gloomy expression on his face. Now he will probably be a substitute, which is not good news.

Started the rehearsal of the 442 formation in the diamond-shaped midfield. The substitution was like changing a knife to replace the upper winger Changgo Fukuhara. On one side, the man with a keen sense of smell in front of the goal succeeded in grabbing points several times. He received two through balls from Fujii in a row and successfully scored a goal.

This is the only way to attack. In the past, Qi Yuan was the supporter in the middle, and Fujii made a breakthrough by himself. Now that there are more threats from the side, there is no weakness.

Coach Shen Jing observed the changes in the new lineup and nodded his head 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 a goal, he felt Fujii's passing level. It is not as easy as it is seen on TV to make a precise pass from several defensive players. It is a test of the passer's vision and consciousness. You also have to get a seat.

Another chance to attack, Fukuhara Shogo dribbled the ball to the side and passed the ball to Qiyuan in the middle. After this period of special training, Qihara and Fujii have developed a tacit understanding, and he did not try the difficult header Shooting, but a header ferry, passing the football to Fujii on the other side in front of the goal, such a sudden mutual transfer, goalkeeper Ryunosuke is naturally unpredictable, Fujii touches the ball with the arch of his right foot, flicks lightly, hit the goal.

These three people go up together, I can't fucking prevent it!

Ryunosuke's level is actually pretty good, but he still feels frustrated. One Fujii tree is enough for him, and he also sees Qihara's progress. Now here comes Fukuhara Shogo, his own descendant. The defensive line, only one central defender Nagahama-senpai can see, what to use for defense?
After a day's training, Fujii's partner at home was replaced by Qiyuan, who also rode a bicycle. Azusa Hase let her enjoy a rare vacation.

Qihara’s home happens to be in Kitano Town, Hachioji City, but on the commercial street a little farther away from the school, they can walk together, uphill and downhill, sweating, and the wheels of the bicycle are shining in the afterglow of the setting sun. , like the turntable of time, will not stop.

The guitar was constantly triggering the sound of musical notes in the dark room. Azusa Hase was wearing a light pink sportswear, sitting upright by the bed, playing a post-punk piece of music she created herself, which she named "This Tonight" Mist of Sorrow'.

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

The electric guitar plugged in is Gibson's ES-335 model, but it has been changed from the yellow and black at the factory to a custom-made silver and white. This is the domestic version of the United States in 1959, and it is already considered an antique-level luxury guitar. .

"The moonlight is gradually heading east."

The left hand lightly plucks the guitar pick, and the right hand makes a brisk chord. The sound of the guitar and the melody are very ear-catching.

"And I will still love you."

Her singing sounded at the same time, a little immature, but the voice was special and very recognizable.

"Like a bullet loving the forehead."

"Beyond that window sill, the ice crystals shone like diamonds!"

Hase Azusa stood up, lowered her head, and quickly popped up a large section of the melody, overlapping, reciprocating, and distorted, which is the essence of post-punk music.

"Currents run through the wires, garlands withering with time."

After a long paragraph, she thought of Fujii tree who provided him with the inspiration for this song, and the next line of lyrics came out naturally.

"In this mist of sorrow tonight, we can no longer escape."

"Only everything that is cold belongs to us alone, woo-woo-woo."

When the melody came to an end, the guitar stopped playing, and his fingers trembled slightly. Hase Azusa pressed the end button of the phone recording, took a long breath, hugged the guitar, opened the photo album on the phone, looked at it quietly, and took a sneak shot on the side of the playground. Under the Fujii tree, the eyes are like stars surrounding the sun and the moon.

(End of this chapter)