"Congratulations, young god who created a miracle!"
After the game, Saito Shige watched Xingyan walk off the court and reached out to pat him on the head.
After tonight's game, their plan to create a god was a perfect success!
"Congratulations."
Xingyan raised his head and looked at Saito Zhi.
He did win, but he still felt a little unhappy.
Is it possible that his rebellious phase has begun?
Sure enough, I still need to find something to do to make my bad mood better.
"Xingyan, thank you very much!"
Borg was waiting backstage. When he saw Xingyan coming back, he expressed his gratitude sincerely.
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...
"I don't care about the conditions between them, but since you said thank you, then express your gratitude with practical actions."
Xingyan was originally thinking about finding something to do, and now that he saw Borg, he no longer hesitated and just chose him.
"Actual action?"
Borg looked at Saito Zhi who came in with him with a strange look, wanting the coach to tell him what he wanted him to do.
However, Saito Shigeto didn't know either.
While he was struggling, Coach Can Retru walked QP back to the dugout, and the few of them got together.
Finally, under Xingyan's half-smiley gaze, he and Borg and the others went to the nearby tennis park.
Only when the plane was waiting did Xingyan leave, with a smile on his face, and go to the airport to meet up with everyone.
In the tennis park, Borg sat against the wall and looked at QP next to him with a sad face.
In addition to the two of them, there were several other teenagers from the training camp who came with them.
In short, those who can play tennis are lying down.
"He is indeed not an ordinary person. He needs to work harder to have a chance in this year's World Cup..."
Coach Can Retru looked worried. He should adjust the training plan for these players.
With that young boy on the Japanese team, their chances of winning their tenth consecutive World Cup title this year are slim.
But he really doubted why the boy didn't feel tired. What kind of terrible physique was this?
.........
"You little brat, you still remember to come back?"
Mifune Nyudo got off the helicopter and glared at the boy angrily, knowing that he was in a hurry to go home.
The time to go back was set by this kid, but he ended up running out and causing a scene.
What a troublesome little brat.
"There's no other way. If I don't vent my anger and go home, will the U17 second team still be wanted?"
Xingyan ran onto the plane, found a comfortable spot to lie down, and then talked to Coach Mifune.
If he doesn't vent his anger here, he will definitely attack the second team of the U17 training camp after returning home.
Although those people could not give him the chance to evolve his Sharingan, competitions meant points, so he still had to earn them even if they were few.
Therefore, if necessary, he doesn't mind starting the training mode for the U17 in advance.
"Go inside, those guys are still waiting for you. They came to find you after the game, but you ran away..."
Mifune Nyudo walked to Xingyan with a wine jug, reached out and pulled him up, telling him not to stay here and get in the way.
Moreover, this time they are going back, there are not just the few people who came with them.
"I know, but...where's Senior Phoenix?"
Xingyan knew that Atobe and the others were here, and he had seen them during the previous competition, but he was unable to say hello at that time.
Now they will go back together, which is normal.
But when he looked around, he only found Saito Susumu who was resting on the other side, but no sign of the Byodoin Phoenix.
"Germany is the last stop of the expedition. He will go to Germany with those people. Why, do you care about Byodoin?"
Mifune Nyudo was in a good mood. He had always thought that this guy was very awkward. After playing official games every day, he would drag Byodoin to play practice games...
Sure enough, these two bad-tempered guys care about each other.
Byodoin had told him before that he should try not to impose any restrictions on this guy after he returns...
"I'm getting used to it... Let's go back and talk about it. If we can't wait for him, we can always look for Oni Jujiro."
Xingyan shook his head and walked towards the lounge on the other side.
Because it is the company's business jet, the configuration inside is still very good.
When Xingyan went to the other side, Mifunerudo also took out the walkie-talkie and announced that the plane could take off.
Lying on the sofa, the slovenly coach laughed silently.
He had thought that this kid would be unwilling to cooperate with the training, but now it seems...
There is no need for him to take the initiative to arrange it. This kid's ambition does not allow those in U17 to be too weak.
It really fits Saito's previous description, that is, a tsundere boy who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside, who likes to work hard quietly and then surprise everyone.
Xingyan, who walked to the other side, had no idea what Coach Mifune was thinking, and even if he knew, he would not bother to care.
When he opened the door and walked in, looking at the people who were already asleep, his eyes slowly warmed up.
These guys...
"Xingyan, you're back..."
Jiro opened his eyes blearily and raised his hand to greet him.
The game was originally in the evening, and it was already late when it ended, and then we kept waiting...
It's already late morning here, but it's noon in Tokyo.
It will be early morning in Tokyo when I take the flight back. I can only sleep for a few hours before I can have breakfast and go to the Kanto Tournament...
Time is really too tight.
"Sleep a little longer, the plane has already taken off."
Xingyan walked over, pulled up Jilang's blanket and covered him with it, then sat down in the empty seat next to him.
Although the school team had a backup plan, he never expected that Atobe would bring everyone to watch him play.
"You haven't eaten yet, have you? You're still running around after the game. Eat first and then rest."
Atobe raised his hand and asked someone to bring food over.
He didn't know what Xingyan did after he left, but it definitely wasn't to eat.
"I am indeed a little hungry. I felt a little bit at a disadvantage before, so I went to play a few more games with them..."
Xingyan ate his meal and briefly talked about what he had done before.
Although it was not necessary, everyone was waiting for him, and explaining it would prevent them from making further guesses.
"Both of them? Borg and QP?"
They chatted and everyone woke up.
One game in the morning, one game in the afternoon, and one game in the evening.
These three games are all professional level competitions.
Now he doesn't feel satisfied, so he picks out the other two professional players and beats them until he is satisfied?
"Well, this opportunity is rare. It would be a waste if we don't play a few more games."
Xingyan didn't want to waste the opportunity so he played more games.
But to others, it just sounded like he would not miss any opportunity to compete with professional players.
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