readytorunbook #224 - The game begins!
#224 - The game begins!
“Germany is better!”
Byodoin Houou said in a deep voice, “Look forward to it. If the team is too weak, our appearance will be meaningless!”
“The world's number one?”
Keigo Atobe, Kunimitsu Tezuka, Kintaro Toyama, and others narrowed their eyes, unlike the other middle school students.
They also hoped it would be the German team, as this would make them even more excited and expectant.
Ten minutes later.
The draw officially ended.
And the final opponent of the Japanese U-17 team in the draw was the king! The German team!
Instantly.
All eyes on the scene focused on the Japanese U-17 team members.
Even tennis reporters knew the explosive news of this moment and pointed their cameras at the Japanese U-17 team.
Even the headlines for this moment had already been thought out: [Facing the king, the German team, how will the Japanese U-17 team respond?
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Similar headlines would be produced overnight for several days.
The whole world would know this news first thing tomorrow morning.
“The Japanese team is too unlucky, isn't it? They encountered the king, the German team, right from the start?”
“I can already imagine how miserably the Japanese team will be defeated.”
“Although I want to have some confidence in the Japanese team, they are facing the German team.”
“It seems that the Japanese team will be beaten back to its original form by the German team.”
After seeing the draw results, the audience at the scene was stunned for a moment, and then began to discuss.
In the discussion, no one was optimistic about the Japanese team.
Just because of years of being at the bottom, after a sudden emergence, they have no chance of winning in the face of absolute powerhouses.
In their opinion, even the old-fashioned top four teams, Spain or France, would have a very high chance of losing when they met the king, the German team!
So after reaching this conclusion, they believed that Japan would inevitably not be able to win.
“It's actually the king, the German team?!”
Saori Shiba and Mamoru Inoue's hands holding the camera trembled instantly.
“This is going to be difficult.”
Mamoru Inoue and Saori Shiba exchanged glances and said in a deep voice.
Just the fact that they have won the World Championship nine times in a row is enough to illustrate the strength of the king, the German team.
“German team and Japanese team!?”
In the American team, Qi Ke showed a hint of a smile on his face: “This result is very good.”
Hearing this, Lien Inhart nodded.
So far.
Lien Inhart was happy to see the two teams he was wary of beginning to wear each other down, which was undoubtedly good news.
Heracles said respectfully: “Lord Zeus, the Japanese team is more likely to lose, right?”
Zeus held his chin and said lightly: “No, the Japanese team is not that simple. Even I can't quite see through them. Something in the middle is 'deceiving' me.”
Deception!
That is, variables!
That is to say, Zeus also noticed something at this time.
But Zeus couldn't be sure.
And Heracles and the others were a little surprised by Zeus's statement.
What exactly was it that even Zeus couldn't detect?
Not far away.
Medanore's eyes flickered, Camus took a deep look at Duke Watanabe and Yukimura, while Amadeus was somewhat looking forward to the meeting between the Japanese team and the German team.
It should be said.
This was something that other teams were also looking forward to.
The clash between the strong was only one reason.
More importantly, they could avoid exposing too much at the beginning.
And they could also discover information about the two strong teams.
In the Japanese team.
“It really is the German team!”
Duke Watanabe looked at Yukimura in surprise and said, “Yukimura, you really guessed it.”
“Good!”
Byodoin Houou's eyes flashed with a gleam: “This result is very good!”
“Good job, brat.”
On the side, Mifune Nyudo had a hint of a smile on his face: “The first match is against the king, the German team. It's a very good way to make an appearance!”
In the German team.
“We still have to meet the Japanese team.”
Q.P. looked at Volk and said in a deep voice.
“Yeah, it's a bit troublesome.”
Volk said calmly: “Schneider and Buluku still haven't caught up.”
“However, even so, we must win, understand?”
“Understood!”
The German team players said in unison.
“Bismark, for the first match, you will take Seifried on the court.”
Afterwards, Volk looked at Bismark and said.
“Leader! I understand.”
Bismark nodded, while Seifried on the side looked unhappy: “Just a team that has been at the bottom for a long time, leader, advisor, you are really a bit cautious.”
“Seifried, I'll say it one last time, don't underestimate any opponent.”
Hearing this.
Volk's eyes narrowed, and he looked at Seifried coldly.
“I... I understand.”
Seifried's face stiffened, and he replied stiffly.
Afterwards, the draw ceremony ended.
Each team returned to the hotel.
Mifune Nyudo summoned Yukimura, Byodoin Houou, the three advisors, and the coaches.
“The reason I called you here is to arrange the order of appearance.”
Mifune Nyudo said to everyone: “It's enough for me to make the decision myself, but before that, I want to hear your opinions.”
“Coach, in the first match, we must let them see the style of Japan.”
Mitsuya Akuto pushed his glasses and said: “So the players who appear must not only have strength, but also have a certain sense of shock.”
“Oh?”
Mifune Nyudo raised an eyebrow and said: “Tell me about it.”
“Ryoma Echizen, Ryoga Echizen, Yuji Niou, Gin Ishida.”
Mitsuya Akuto paused and then said: “Jujiro Oni, Yukimura, Kuranosuke Shiraishi are all very good.”
“Yeah, I know.”
Mifune Nyudo did not immediately agree and continued to ask: “Yukimura, Byodoin, what do you think?”
“Coach, everyone wants to play in the first match.”
Yukimura said with a smile: “If that's the case, why not just draw lots.”
Byodoin Houou nodded and said: “Although there is no clear plan, it can be done this way.”
“Draw lots?”
Mifune Nyudo was silent for a while.
This idea is actually very risky, but it can reduce the morale of the players who do not play.
Moreover, the exhibition match should be a feeling that amazes everyone.
Then what is the point of planning who to play?
Mifune Nyudo came back to his senses and nodded:
“Call all the small fries over! Start drawing lots!”
In less than ten minutes.
All the Japanese U-17 players were present.
The way to draw lots was to separate the first team and the middle school students.
Four places for the first team, three places for the middle school students.
Whoever draws a piece of paper with a red dot on it will represent the appearance.
“It will definitely be me.”
Keigo Atobe smiled.
“I won't lose either!”
Kintaro Toyama grabbed a piece of paper and shouted.
A few minutes later, everyone finished drawing lots, and the order was also arranged!
Doubles 2, Akaya Kirihara and Ikuto Kimijima Doubles 1, Kuranosuke Shiraishi and Ryuji Omagari Singles 3, Seiichi Yukimura.
Singles 2, Jujiro Oni.
Singles 1, Byodoin Houou.
After the players and the order of appearance were all determined.
“Remember! Win for me!”
Mifune Nyudo stared at the middle school students and high school students: “The best case is to win directly in the first three matches!”
“Take this exhibition match seriously for me!”