Awakening: 24-Before the game

Soon on Saturday, early in the morning, Zhengzhi, Hemei, and Liumei came to the Kendo Stadium in Tokyo by bus.

As they walked into the venue, they saw members of the school Kendo Club and several instructors also there. Many other schools nearby are preparing there.

“Hello teacher, sister Ma Fangxue. Sorry, I’m late.” Liumei bowed and said to a girl, a teacher of the Kendo Society.

“No, you are not late. We arrived early. Did you have a good rest last night?” Omura said.

“Thank you very much for your attention, I have a good rest.”

“That’s all right. This school hasn’t got a place for several years. I hope I can get a good grade this time.”

“I will work hard, teacher.”

“Don’t put too much pressure on yourself, just do your best,” said the girl named Ma Fang.

“Yes.”

“Are these two of your classmates?” Omura said, looking at Zheng Zhi and He Mei.

“Teacher, this is Yuannei Zhengzhi, and she is the junior’s sister, Yuannei and Mei. They are my most important friends. Can you let them sit here?”

“However, only players or instructors can stay here. Others can only sit in the auditorium.” Jun Masako said a little bit.

“Couldn’t you be accommodating? I want the senior to watch my game at a close distance so that I can find out what I lack.” Liu Mei continued to ask.

“Oh, the students in the original source will also be Kendo.” Omura said looking at Zhengzhi.

“Just a little or two.” Zheng Zhi said lightly.

“Since it was a request to stay in the United States, then, well, let them stay here to watch the game. Stay in the United States, you have to cheer.” If Omura didn’t care about staying in the United States, he didn’t think Zhengzhi was like Kendo Master.

Liu Mei was very happy to hear Zheng Zhi could stay, and pulled He Mei to sit down and introduce them to the history of this Kendo field.

Zhengzhi listened while observing this dojo, which is said to have been more than thirty years old. The whole dojo is very spacious and has good lighting, with wooden floors on the ground. Surrounded by bamboo swords and protective gear, many people in the field were practicing and groaning constantly.

“Ma Fang, why are they not here yet? Did you inform them?” Omura looked at his watch and asked the Kendo club manager Ma Fang Junzi with some anxiety.

“I notified him yesterday. Something might be late. I’ll call his house again to ask.”

“OK.”

As soon as Ma Fangchunko was about to call, a few men ran in gaspingly.

“I’m sorry, teacher, we’re late.” A boy spoke first.

“Ogata, how can you be late as a major general? And you, why are you late with him?” Omura said grimly.

“Teacher, this is the case. In order to prepare for today’s game, we practiced swords late last night, so we got up late today. Please forgive the teacher.”

“Is that so?” Omura asked as he looked at the other boys.

“Yes, we all practiced sword training at Master Ogata’s house last night until 12 o’clock. Please forgive the teacher.” The other boys said in unison.

“Even this time, don’t be late next time. Also don’t practice this night later. Get ready.” Listening to them, Omura’s face is a lot better.

“Yes, teacher.”

Zhengzhi smiled as they looked at each other with their proud eyes communicating with Omura.

“Stay in the United States, you’re here.” Ogata saw Rumei sitting next to Hemei and ran over immediately.

“Hello Fangjun.”

“You’re still polite, just call me right. When did you come?” Ogata sat in the open space next to Liu Mei.

“I came here an hour ago.” Rumei replied calmly.

“Are these two your classmates?” Ogata asked Zheng Zhi looking at him.

“This is my senior, Genei Masahiro, and the other is the senior’s sister, Genai Kazumi. They came to cheer me up today. Kadomi, Kazumi, this is our predecessor Mr. Ogata , Now in second grade. “

“Hello, my name is Zhengfangzheng, please give me a lot of advice.” Xufang carefully examined Zhengzhi.

“Hello,” Zheng Zhi said.

He Mei didn’t say anything, but nodded slightly.

“Senior, what would you like to drink? I’ll buy it for you now.”

“Let me buy it. You are here to chat with Hemei. Hemei, do you want coffee? Right, stay in the United States?”

“I want soda.” Rumei didn’t say anything to him.

“Student Ogata, what do you want?” Zheng Zhi turned to ask Ogata.

“No, I’m not thirsty, and our manager will help us prepare these.”

“That’s it, that’s it.”