0019 North Mo’s Hint! Nanjiro: I can't waste this kid's talent!
Massachusetts Tennis Stadium, Parking Lot.
North Mo ran towards a familiar private car with his tennis bag on his back.
“Slap——”
He got in and closed the door.
“Old man! Drive!”
Echizen Nanjiro, sitting in the driver's seat, was taken aback.
“Hey?! What's wrong with you kid?!”
North Mo twitched his eye and pointed to the position of the rearview mirror.
“If you don't drive, you believe we'll be stuck in the parking lot......”
Echizen Nanjiro looked at the rearview mirror position that North Mo pointed to with doubt.
He saw a dozen men and women holding briefcases and documents running towards them.
“North Mo!! North Mo!!”
“Wait!! Don't run!! We have no malicious intent!!”
“North Mo kid, if you're not satisfied with the conditions! We can talk more!!”
“......”
The words they shouted made Echizen Nanjiro, an “old hand” at this, guess what was going on.
He stepped on the gas pedal and the car sped towards the parking lot exit.
Leaving behind the dozen scouts from major tennis training institutions, they bent over and gasped for breath in the exhaust fumes.
This scene was also seen by Reinhardt, Dudu Auban and Chico Balentin, who had followed them.
“Hahahaha! North Mo actually shook off these guys! It's so cool!” Chico covered his mouth and laughed.
Dudu Auban rolled his eyes.
He didn't expect North Mo to run away without a second thought, despite the many training institutions expressing their interest in him.
The conditions offered by those scouts just now, although he couldn't hear them clearly, he knew they were far more generous than the conditions he received before!
If it was him, he wouldn't hesitate to agree!
He was so stingy about winning 500 meters of gold, but when faced with greater benefits, he was avoiding them!
What a “freak”!
Reinhardt initially regretted that the appearance of the scouts prevented him from getting to know North Mo.
But his friend Chico had North Mo's contact information.
He wasn't in a hurry.
However!!
When he saw North Mo getting into the car, he subconsciously looked at the direction of the driver's seat.
But this glance made him froze in place.
Even after the car disappeared from his sight, he couldn't help but look out to see it more clearly.
That man in the driver's seat... why did he feel so familiar?!
Even though it was just a profile, an image that could shake the world of tennis appeared in Reinhardt's mind.
“Reinhardt, what's wrong with you?”
“Ah? Nothing! I was just thinking.”
“Hehe! Dudu! Both Reinhardt and I will be staying in Boston recently! You can come and practice with us when you are free!”
“Hmph! I can train by myself! Besides, I don't know you two very well!”
“Don't you mean you're afraid of being surpassed by Reinhardt if you train with him?”
“Damn it!! I haven't competed with him yet, I might not lose!!”
On the other side.
On the way back home after shaking off the scouts.
Echizen Nanjiro glanced at North Mo, who was expressionless in the passenger seat.
“You little guy are quite interesting!”
“Although those people are indeed a nuisance, you have clearly shown them the strength and talent that make them give you generous conditions!”
“If you want to help the orphanage through tennis and repay me at the same time! Accepting the invitation of any of those institutions would be enough!”
North Mo didn't even look at him.
“Old man, you're pretending to be stupid......”
“What kind of crap are these tennis training institutions? They're just teaching basic skills to rookies who don't understand anything!”
“Or rather, they offer a place to practice!”
“So-called top-of-the-line training equipment and professional coaching staff are just some outdated products!”
“Otherwise, they wouldn't need to advertise by getting me to join them!”
Echizen Nanjiro grinned: “You're smart!”
North Mo turned his head, remained silent for a moment, and then spoke again: “If I have the opportunity, I still want to go to some places with top data analysts and training facilities!”
“Training by myself now is still too slow!”
Echizen Nanjiro listened.
He only narrowed his eyes slightly, without any further expression or response.
He just silently stepped on the gas pedal and drove home.
North Mo didn't speak either.
He was just using this opportunity to convey an idea to Echizen Nanjiro.
He would definitely leave in the future!
Although North Mo admitted that his current national-level strength is just passable among players worldwide.
But!
With his age and talent.
He is absolutely qualified to be exposed to more demanding and meticulously planned training methods.
And the only way to do this, besides professional tennis clubs, is the U-17 Training Camp, where geniuses from all over the world gather.
As long as Echizen Nanjiro is willing to write a recommendation letter, then even if he is only 10 years old, it would not be difficult to enter any U-17 Training Camp in the world!
North Mo already had a few destinations in mind!
If things go well.
He would not only have many genius players to complete his Devour Spirit.
He would also be able to access a top training support team.
In this way, he would definitely make another qualitative leap in terms of strength and talent.
...
After less than an hour drive home.
North Mo was taken to celebrate by Echizen Ryoma and Echizen Rinko, who had already known about his victory in today's match.
Echizen Nanjiro said he was tired and went back to his room.
After closing the door, he lay down on the bed.
A few minutes passed.
He sat up from the bed.
His expression seemed conflicted.
“Forget it! This kid's talent is too good! If his training equipment can't keep up, it's a waste of his time!”
“Who should I contact..... I don't want to give it to those old guys cheaply!!”
He muttered as he took out his phone.
He looked at the names in his contact list, and was stuck in a difficult choice.
The suffix of these names all have the character [U-17].
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