Chapter 147 A very strange scene appeared "Then we...
"Then we'll go out first." Shirabu bowed to Senmi who came to see him and Kenjo Shinichi off, then pushed the bicycle and pulled the leash in the blue-haired setter's hand to signal the other party to run.
Senmi: ...
I don't know why, but it feels weird.
But after weighing the two options of "getting lost in Jiancheng" and "others thinking Shiratorizawa is a weird school", he finally waved his hand and said, "Have a nice trip."
Anyway, the impression of Shiratorizawa was already strange. Compared to this, the fact that everyone went out in the middle of the night to look for Jiancheng was even more terrifying. The schedule was different from IH. If they could win all the games besides the match against Oudai, there would only be two games left. Although they would not have to go through the hellish schedule of playing two teams in one day, it would be better to save some energy for the Oudai match.
According to what Coach Ji Takumi said in the meeting just now, tomorrow's match against Oudai is likely to be a tough one.
——The kind where even the slightest mistake will lead to loss.
Thinking of this, Senmi pursed his lips again and shouted at the backs of the two people: "Come back soon! Kenjiro, don't let him run for too long!"
Bai Bu, who was pushing a bicycle, waved.
At the same time, Ohira Shion followed: "...Are you my mother?"
"Hello,"
Of course, in addition to Shiratorizawa's research on Oudai, Oudai has also put in a lot of effort in this area.
"Shiratorizawa's strength lies in offense," Coach Ailon wrote on the instruction board. "As for your current relationship, it's probably like the spear and the shield."
"But right now, Shiratorizawa's overall offense, especially the secondary attackers, relies on the coordination of the two setters." Two figures were drawn on the whiteboard, one with "Kenjo" written above its head, the other with "Shirabu." "The second setter is the type who sacrifices for the attackers," he said, tapping the figure representing Shirabu. "The first setter, on the other hand, sacrifices the attackers. We've seen it before: even if the attacker is in top form, he'll prioritize the method he deems most appropriate, based on his own thinking."
"That's why there are so many secondary ones, right?" Shanglin raised his hand. "But these aren't that serious, are they?"
"When we are really on the court, we will be very fast." Xinghai objected. Obviously, he had suffered from the trouble of having two setters during the national youth team training. At this time, he rarely agreed with Bai Mada who was nodding.
"Tsurugi's posture doesn't tell you what kind of pass he'll make next, including the second one," Hakuba said, "and when he's in the front row, he uses more one-handed passes than two-handed ones."
"This is something we should consider carefully," Coach Ailon said. "One-handed passes require higher accuracy than two-handed passes. Even the slightest mistake can lead to a complete loss."
The difficulty of one-handed and two-handed back passes is also different, but for Shiratorizawa's Kenjo Shinichi, Coach Ailon couldn't help but sigh when he thought of the opponent's left and right hand.
"Traditionally, the double setter tactic gives up an offensive point," Hirugami thought for a moment and spoke, "but Shiratorizawa's offensive power hasn't been weakened at all."
When he watched the game before, he felt that the pace was incredibly fast. The scheduling, selection, and analysis all happened in an instant. Before actually talking to Kenjo Shinichi, he had only watched the game videos. To be honest, he only thought that the other party was a machine of some kind, consuming little energy while keeping running.
But after chatting with him, I felt that he had sacrificed his intelligence in other areas (at least in terms of language) in exchange for extremely high standards of volleyball thinking.
At least from the brief time they spent together, he felt that Kenjo Shinichi had his own logic in daily life, completely separate from normal people, and yet he could live independently, which was actually quite clever.
When he was in junior high school, he had also found himself in this kind of predicament, but everyone's predicament was different, so he did not intervene without authorization. He just thought occasionally that could Kenshiro Shinichi really find happiness in that kind of volleyball?
"Yesterday's game was different too," Xinghai frowned, "and it was different from the video I saw before."
"Shiratorizawa's tactics are not fixed," said Coach Ailon. "They are a team that relies entirely on the setter to direct the play. The only way to judge the timing is to see whether the second setter is on the court."
The positioning of Outai can actually be seen as an enhanced version of Date Industries. After Coach Ailon came, they worked hard on serving and blocking. They can adjust their blocking distribution according to the opponent's lineup, and they have done a good job in training concentrated blocking and dispersed blocking, and they are very self-aware.
"At the same time, the same goes for the offensive setup."
In other words, they will constantly put pressure on the opponent's main attacker to achieve success.
But from Shiratorizawa's perspective, this pressure has not reached the level of being difficult to break through. Ushijima will not change his attack method because of the block. He has absolute confidence, even when facing a three-person block.
"It's good enough to block one ball out of five." Hirugami smiled.
Xinghai poked him in the waist and said, "Show more confidence!"
"I'm speaking from the perspective of facts."
But these alone are not enough to make Shiratorizawa a reserve champion. The last and most important point is.
"Serve to win."
Coach Jiujiang certainly has his own considerations for daring to use the double setter tactic. If it is only about accurate setter skills, he will definitely not give up the more useful May Day equipment.
"The setter's serve includes the backup setter," Coach Ailon added another figure next to the two setter figures. "Kenjo-kun and Senmi-kun, both of their serves are weapons."
"Especially Kenjo-kun," he pointed at Kenjo, "Apart from Ushijima's heavy serve and Senmi's surprise attack tactics, the key thing to guard against is Kenjo-kun's serve."
"Shanglin," he said, staring at the libero sitting behind him, "You have a heavy responsibility, so you don't need a good first pass."
This sentence is actually equivalent to saying "no need to organize an offense" to some extent. If there is no good first pass, it means that the original offensive rhythm will be disrupted, but this sentence also expresses importance.
“Just catch the ball.”
Even when facing a block and giving Shiratorizawa the so-called "chance ball", Oudai couldn't let Kenjo Shinichi score directly from the serve.
Otherwise it will be a dead end.
"Yes!" Shanglin obviously understood, and answered loudly while sitting upright.
After the meeting, Xinghai shook his arms, feeling that the amount of exercise today was not up to standard. After asking Coach Ailon, he decided to go out for a run.
"Are you sure you don't want me to follow you?" Hirugami asked as usual.
The white horse who heard it taunted: "Small animals will get lost if they are not careful."
"It's better than some people suddenly bumping into a pillar," Xinghai rolled his eyes and replied to Hirugami, "I'll be back soon."
He waved, then trotted away and disappeared around the corner.
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Kenjo Shinichi and Shirabu were standing next to a telephone pole. Shirabu was looking at the map on his phone, while Kenjo was staring at the advertisement posted on the pole.
Lost and found, and lost kittens,
The young boy read for a while and then began to empty his mind. After thinking for a few seconds, he finally had an idea and realized that the Lord God didn't seem to have given him a pet... Forget it, he was good at giving up. He would ask where his puppy was when they met next time.
Kenjo Shinichi was originally squinting his eyes to see the road, but later he found that there was an unknown white object not far away that was getting closer and closer to him. What was it, a badminton?
Badminton trotted past him.
The badminton came back backwards.
It turns out that badminton is not badminton but frost melon.
No, there is no sign now, it should be called,
Jian Cheng tilted his head, "Good light at night."
Xinghai: ...
Shirabu was concentrating on figuring out the shortest way back. He glanced up nonchalantly at the name of Oudai's main attacker, "How could we meet at this time..."
He saw clearly the person standing in front of him.
Shirabu was silent for a few seconds, then clicked to follow: "Good evening, Xinghai-kun."
Xinghai: "...Good evening."
The two men stared at each other with strange expressions, not knowing how to start. Kenjo Shinichi was the only cheerful one beside them, and his expression was surprisingly easy to understand. If it weren't for the leash still on his wrist, he would probably have started some strange circling motion around the sea of stars.
Speaking of leashes...
No, Baibu's dull gaze shifted from the leash in his hand to Kenjo Shinichi, and then back to the starry sea.
Shirabu: ...
Shirabu: “It’s to prevent people from getting lost.”
His tone was calm and his expression was composed. If his hands holding the phone were not shaking, others would think he was really calm.
Unfortunately, this was exactly what exposed him. Xinghai tried hard to control his expression, looked at Jiancheng, and then at Baibu: "...I understand."
Shirabu: ...
The white cloth gradually faded: "Really?"
Star Sea:.
He really understands! Don't die, Shiratorizawa! Xinghai really wanted to say something, but at this time it would probably add fuel to the fire, so he tried to change the subject, "What are you doing out here now?"
"Walking the dog? Haha..."
Xinghai: ...
It took Xinghai a few seconds to realize what he had just said, and his expression gradually became dull.
But it was obvious that Shirabu could no longer think for himself at this time, with the same Cosmic Cat head: "Is that so, hahaha."
Xinghai: ...
How come it really happened?
No one knew what the two people were laughing at face to face. The atmosphere around them had become so stagnant that anyone entering this area would be frozen. However, Kenjo Shinichi moved freely as if he was wearing a protective suit. Seeing that no one continued to talk, he looked at this one and then that one, and finally chose to follow his heart and touched Xinghai's curled hair.
It must have been because of the hairspray, as it felt a bit hard. After Jiancheng touched it, he wanted to put it back as if nothing had happened, but probably because the scene was too weird, no one spoke.
"Good evening." So Kenjo Shinichi repeated the original topic.
“…”
Shirabu responded by delivering a powerful elbow to his stomach, but then, as if finally returning to normal, he nodded towards Xinghai, "Well, Xinghai-kun, see you tomorrow."
Having been patted on the head for no apparent reason, Xing Hai was about to do the same to Kenjo Shinichi: ...
Xinghai held down his restless hand: "...See you tomorrow."
Watching the two people's backs gradually walking away, Xinghai also emptied himself.
——Maybe it was a mistake to plan to run at night in the first place, he thought silently.
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The author has something to say: Anyway, it was yesterday, I got stuck as soon as the game started, and I lay down. This chapter has a random red envelope.
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