0041 North Ink’s Name! Savic: I need an explanation for this match!
Retru, as the head coach of the German U-17 training camp.
As soon as he opened his mouth, all the junior high and high school students in the stands shut their mouths.
Hanf Savic, the current captain of the German U-17 representative team, also looked at Retru.
Although he joined the German U-17 when Retru wasn't the head coach.
But!
Over the past year, he had greatly acknowledged the other's abilities!
At least, the training plans for both high school and reserve camp players were clearer and more targeted than before!
As the captain, he only needed to focus all his energy on his professional matches and training.
Just...... 10 minutes ago!
He received a notification from the training camp staff, Retru asked him to lead all the high school players to the central field of the reserve camp to witness a match!
Although he wondered what kind of match needed such an arrangement, out of trust and respect, he decided to come and take a look!
Now.
On one side was Polke, whom he knew very well.
On the other side...... was a never-before-seen Asian kid!
Why on earth did the match between these two people make Retru mobilize so many players like this!
It was almost as if he had gathered all the German U-17 players together!!
In the center of the court.
With the entire field silent, Retru spoke again: "Everyone! A singles match is about to begin! One set!"
"One is Polke, whom you all know!"
"The other is a player from this year's reserve camp selection test! North Ink!"
"Their match today...... determines whether North Ink can skip the reserve camp stage and directly enter the high school player training area!"
These words made all the players in the stands, except for Bismarck and the others, stunned.
Hanf Savic furrowed his brows.
"What kind of joke is this! Captain! Is Coach Retru crazy? Why should this kid skip the reserve camp and train with us?!"
"Yeah! He looks at most 12 or 13 years old! If he enters the high school training field, what are we?!"
"I will never agree! This is simply an insult to us!"
"......"
After realizing what was happening, a group of high school players spoke to Hanf Savic in unison.
The reserve camp players looked at each other.
They dared not voice their opinions in such a setting.
But they looked at North Ink, who was sitting in the players' seats, with hostility in their eyes.
A newcomer who hasn't even officially joined the reserve camp.
How dare he dream of directly advancing to the high school player training area?!
Wasn't this clearly stepping on the face of the entire German U-17 training camp players?!
The atmosphere in the entire field became very strange and complicated.
Mark and the other staff members did not maintain order and appease the high school players.
It wasn't that they didn't want to, but they didn't have the qualifications or ability.
The status of high school players was not something that reserve camp players could compare to.
They were each a genius player in the training camp!
Whether or not they were official members of the German U-17 representative team and participated in the U-17 World Cup.
Their talent and strength were all notable existences among the new generation of German tennis!
Right now, out of everyone present, only Retru, the head coach, could "control" them.
Retru seemed to have anticipated this and did not hold the microphone to control the situation, but simply waited for something.
Soon.
Hanf Savic fell silent for a few seconds before standing up.
At that moment!
The high school players also shut their mouths.
"Coach Retru, I need an explanation!"
"If you can't provide one, not only will this person be unable to step foot in the training camp from this moment on! Mr. Sigmund will also demand the same explanation from you later!"
His tone was calm, but his attitude was absolutely strong!!
As the current captain of the German U-17.
At this moment.
Hanf Savic did not yield at all.
Just as the high school players gave their captain a thumbs-up in their hearts, and the reserve camp junior high players were secretly drumming in their hearts, as the atmosphere became increasingly tense.
Retru picked up the microphone again, his expression unchanged as he calmly said: "Savic, unfortunately! North Ink is not yet 12 years old! And because of that, Mr. Sigmund asked me to give him a chance to participate in the selection test!"
"So, he won't blame me for this!"
This time.
Hanf Savic and the others in the stands were all dumbfounded.
Not even 12 years old?!
Mr. Sigmund, the biggest sponsor of the training camp, personally requested Retru to make an exception?!
This kid...... actually has such a background?!
This was the first time they had heard of such a thing in the German U-17 training camp!!
However, it was clear.
Simply bringing up the sponsor was not enough.
Retru glanced in Bismarck's direction, the latter gave a wry smile but also understood.
He came from the rest area to Hanf Savic and the group of high school players.
"Senior Savic! You're really misunderstanding Coach Retru this time!"
"This North Ink is really...... not simple!"
As a player who was about to enter the high school training field, Bismarck had also interacted with Hanf Savic and the others in private.
They got along quite well.
Seeing this, Hanf Savic and the others gestured for him to tell them, besides Mr. Sigmund, the sponsor's support, what else was not simple about North Ink.
When Bismarck mentioned North Ink's rough performance in the selection test and the fact that he was a student of Nanjiro Echizen.
Hanf Savic and the group of high school players, as well as those reserve camp players who were also listening with ears pricked up, hearing this information.
They were all in a daze again.
Strength, talent, background support......
They were all vividly displayed in the young man on the court.
"The student of the legendary warrior...... surpassing the ordinary national level at the age of 11?!"
"This match was actually chosen by him! He wants to beat Polke......"
"Damn it!! How can there be such a talented kid!! I don't believe it!!"
"Don't fool yourself! There's no reason for Bismarck to lie at this time! Besides, once this match starts...... everything will be clear!"
"Captain! Should we stop this match?"
The high school players beside Hanf Savic came to their senses and had complicated expressions.
They no longer had a reason to make such a gifted prodigy give up the challenge!
Hanf Savic didn't pay attention to them, but just looked at Retru, whose eyes were always fixed on him.
"If he can win this match, I can accept the final outcome! But...... I don't think the probability is high!"
"Coach Retru, please continue!"
As he said this, he looked in Polke's direction.
It was obvious.
The person he had more faith in was still Polke!!
As long as the other side won...... the German U-17's past genius players would not have lost!!
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