Bird Soul: Unparalleled National Warriors at the Beginning.

Chapter 133 The strongest scholar hidden in Qingcheng High School!
The players who watched Qingcheng were rushed to be interviewed by various media.

Contestants from other schools passing by looked jealous.

"Humph, Qingcheng is really beautiful. A new army can get such a high degree of attention."

"A arrogant soldier will definitely be defeated. If he encounters Longmen Bu next time, he will definitely lose miserably."

"Don't be sour. I started losing in the first round, lost to the quarter-finals, and then lost in the finals, right? That's almost it!"

"Forget it, let's prepare for the next individual competition."

It is difficult for Neon people to change their inherent concepts.

In the [-]th district, there is an order of seniority and junior status. For example, last year, Longmen Bubu's victory over Feng Yue was unacceptable to many spectators in Nagano Prefecture. Many newspapers and media also had very bad evaluations of Longmen Bubu at the beginning.

For example, the players in Longmen Bu were just lucky. General Tianjiang Yi was about the same level as a primary school student who couldn't play cards. He was a completely amateur mahjong player. Feng Yue lost the game because of too many bad words.

A month or two before Longmenbu's victory, criticism abounded.

However, Ryumonbuchi's players later successfully entered the quarterfinals in the national competition, defeated many strong opponents, and achieved the best results in Nagano Prefecture in recent years, and the criticism gradually dissipated.

This is a process that any newly promoted group that challenges the rules and powerful people will inevitably go through.

However, not all Kiyosumi players can be interviewed.

For example, Kyotaro originally expected someone to interview him, but so far no reporter has stopped in front of him and handed him a microphone. After all, he has not participated in the team competition, and the individual competition has not started yet.

Whether it was Yuki or Someya-senpai, there were people going to interview them, but he could only watch.

So he could only watch with admiration as his teammates were interviewed.

He had no choice but to sit in the distant spectator seats, in a daze out of boredom, imagining that one day he could become a sparrow god of war, stand out like the seniors and others, accept the shock of the audience and the admiration of the girls, and then go to the competition venue. There were countless reporters chasing after him for interviews.

Ah, that would be so cool!

It's a pity that his strength is indeed very different.

And this time, among the Kiyosumi players who were interviewed the most, it was Nanyan-senpai who had emerged in this competition, and Haramura-san.

"I would like to ask you, Nanmeng players, how do you feel after completing your cumulative battles with De Moting?"

"Good luck."

"Namong led the team to defeat Seongsan Commerce, which was third last year, and Fengyue Girls' High School, which was the second seed this year. Is there anything you want to say?"

"Just a fluke."

"Leading the team to victory in the game, don't you feel excited or happy?"

"Well, very happy."

Perhaps because she realized that Nan Yan was just perfunctory, Junko Nishida was a little bit dumbfounded.

She had countless opportunities to interview Nanyan before the game, but she didn't pay too much attention to this player at the time. After all, he was just a substitute, so Nishida only regarded him as a 'secondary target who could not interview Haramura Kazu'. choose.

But she didn't expect that this player performed too well in the competition and became the focus of this competition, even surpassing Haramura Kazu. She regretted that she missed such a good opportunity before.

And it is difficult to accept sincere answers from others now, even if you ask questions, you may only get some empty words.

But she couldn't miss the opportunity. She still planned to try to find out some useful information.

"Excuse me, are there any players in this competition that you are particularly paying attention to, or are there any players that you are particularly eager to play against?"

If you want to answer this question perfunctorily, just say 'no'.

The reporters hope that Nan Yan can give some informative answers, otherwise there will be no way to make relevant reports with these useless words.

"Have!"

Hearing Nan Yan's affirmative answer, the reporters present were shocked and handed the microphones to Nan Yan, eager to obtain first-hand information.

As long as the dark horse player in the competition has a player that he particularly wants to defeat, then this topic can be used to promote the finals and increase the popularity of the competition.

"Who is it?" The media couldn't wait to ask.

"Kyotaro."

Nan Yan said seriously, "He is the player I want to play against most in this competition. I have played against him several times before, and he is the most promising player I have ever seen!"

Hearing this, Haramura Kazu, who was being interviewed, opened his mouth and turned to look at Nan Yan in shock.

The person Nanyan-senpai wants to fight the most is Kyotaro?

Something always feels wrong!
After hearing these words, the reporters were also stunned.

"Kyotaro?"

"Who is that?"

"It seems that Qingcheng is another player who participated in the competition. He has a record of participating in individual competitions."

"Hey guys, it turns out there are stronger players in Kiyosumi who didn't participate in the team competition!"

"Qingcheng is really full of talents!"

"I really hope to see the civil war between Kyotaro and Minahiko!"

The reporters were immediately excited. They didn't expect that Qingcheng also had a super sparrow expert with little reputation, but such a person was not selected for the team competition. It can only be said that Qingcheng's background is deeper than they imagined.

at the same time.

Kyotaro didn't quite understand why the reporters suddenly became excited and seemed to be shouting his name, which made him a little excited.

But he quickly calmed down. After all, he knew very well what level he was at.

People have self-knowledge.

Maybe I got it wrong.

At this moment, Suzuki Buchi and Igawa Hiroyuki, who had finished summing up after the game, also walked out of the studio.

"It's so lively."

Suzuki Yuan looked at the lively scene in front and sighed in admiration.

Such is the popularity of the competition, even the quarter-finals of the qualifiers can give a new army a considerable amount of attention in an instant.

It is undeniable that in this world, Mahjong is indeed extremely popular.

It is said that there are [-] million people out of a billion, and there are still [-] million people observing, and the popularity in this world is even higher.

Then he threw a bunch of keys to Igawa casually, and Suzuki said: "I forcibly brought you to the competition site before. It's quite troublesome for you to go back to school. Find someone who can drive and drive me back directly." "

"I can drive myself." Ikawa said.

University had more abundant and free time, so Igawa took the driver's license test, which was how he came into contact with mahjong and became addicted to it.

Igawa took the key and asked, "How do you go back?"

"I just ride on other people's coattails."

Patting Ikawa's shoulder, Suzuki waved his hand and said, "The car is parked in the parking lot behind. See you the day after tomorrow."

With that said, Suzuki Yuan left calmly.

After getting the key, Igawa was also a little surprised. Unexpectedly, Suzuki Abuchi really trusted him and gave him the car without worries just two days after meeting.

But come to think of it, to Suzuki, a car is really nothing. Making a 'powerful' friend is much more precious to him than a car.

Although there may be elements to win over him, it is not bad for Ikawa.

After accepting the key, he happened to see Kyotaro sitting in the spectator seats, wearing a Kiyosumi High School uniform.

"You are Kiyosumi's student, right?"

Because the competition stipulates that the school uniform must be worn, and Nanyan's wonderful performance made Kyotaro instantly recognize the uniform he was wearing.

"Yes, I know you, you are the big boss who commented on the game before!"

Kyotaro nodded, feeling a little happy in his heart.

Even though he's a bad guy, it's not bad if he can at least get some credit from other members.

Under normal circumstances, this commentator would not have noticed an unknown person like him, but it was precisely because of Qingcheng's outstanding performance that he gained the attention of this big boss.

In Kyotaro's view, the people who can commentate are the big guys in the mahjong field.

In particular, this divine calculation, which he explained several times, gave Ikawa a very high status in Kyotaro's heart.

"I'm not a big shot," Igawa said with a smile, "Just call me Igawa."

I really can’t afford to be a boss or anything like that.

"Then Igawa-senpai!" Although the boss is polite to you, Kyotaro still doesn't dare to be too arbitrary.

Igawa didn't pay too much attention to the title. He looked in the direction of Nanyan. Out of his doubts, he couldn't help but ask Kyotaro.

"By the way, Nanyan, this player, should be quite powerful in Qingcheng, right?"

"Awesome, he is amazing!"

When he mentioned the seniors, Kyotaro's eyes were full of admiration, "When he first joined the club, he defeated Haramura-san. At that time, he was noticed by the minister. Although the seniors in the club also had losses and losses, and even had a record of being beaten four times, But overall we still win more.”

"Has his style always been so strange?"

Ikawa nodded and then asked again.

Nan Yan's style is very changeable, and sometimes it feels like he's not the same person playing mahjong, so he can't help but wonder.

I always feel that Nan Mengyan during the game will be very different from the one he usually plays cards with!
"Well, it seems that Nanyan-senpai doesn't usually play cards like this. Anyway, what he taught me is completely different from the playing style he uses in competitions!" Although the minister warned him not to reveal information about Kiyosumi player casually, Kyotaro felt that this A young commentator with good temperament should have no problems.

"Last time, Senior Nan Yan used my number to improve his score. When he was playing net mahjong, he liked to open the bar very much, but he rarely did it in the game..."

"Wait a minute, what did you say!"

Suddenly.

Hiroyuki Igawa caught a familiar word.

Open the bar!
In these rounds of competition, Nan Yan hardly opened the Kong Kong, and the Big Open Kong didn't even appear once. However, senior Bei Puppet often liked to open the Large Open Kong to prevent others from taking cards!
Ikawa gave the impression that he was a gentle and elegant college student, and he spoke quietly and quietly, but at this moment he almost shouted.

"He likes to open the bar when he plays net mahjong. Is this true?"

"Yes," Kyotaro didn't care why Igawa was so excited, and continued, "Nanyan-senpai also taught me how to open the bar and let me seize the opportunity to hit the draw bar, but I can't seize that opportunity yet."

With that said, Kyotaro took out his notebook.

"This is the online mahjong that Senior Nanyan played for me on the Tianfeng Platform before the competition. He won eight games in a row and gained a lot of points!"

"Let me see!"

"Good."

With Kyotaro's permission, Igawa excitedly opened the card score and looked at it carefully.

Kyotaro was still a little confused as to why the commentator was so excited when he heard the word 'opening the bar'. Could it be that this is the ethics of a big boss? After all, opening the bar is a cautious operation in the professional arena.

Igawa looked through the cards quickly, becoming more and more frightened as he read.

If you just open the kong, you won't see anything, but every time you open the kong, you will grasp the timing just right. Sometimes you will put it in your hand as a hidden wall and don't play it until the end of the game, then you will use the kong in your hand. Come out and force your opponent to change his plan.

Sometimes when someone else is about to take a card and reveal it, they immediately touch or kong to take away the card the opponent needs.

Every time the timing was chosen perfectly, it happened to be when other people's hands could be quickly formed, or when doubts arose after a long time of hearing the cards, the timing was extremely precise.

This can only be accomplished by having an amazing ability to read cards.

And even more amazing.

Whenever I change my listening experience at other places, I can often succeed at the end.

Powerful tail patrol processing capabilities, this is also a means that others do not have!

familiar!

For Igawa, this kind of card chart is very familiar.

At this point, he finally determined that the Northern Puppet Master who was seen as a dragon on the Internet platform was the high school student in front of him, Nan Yan!

After receiving this result, Igawa's lips moved, not knowing what to say.

"Ikawa-senpai, senior! What's wrong with you?"

Hearing Kyotaro's concerned voice, Igawa woke up from the shock of the score.

"It's okay. It's just that this card score is a bit shocking!"

After scratching his hair, Igawa's eyes were still staring at the cards, his thoughts drifting far away.

It's a pity that Suzuki Yuan walked too fast and didn't see these cards clearly. If he had witnessed these cards here, who knows what kind of expression he would have shown?
Does he really want to believe that the Northern Puppet Master is just a high school student?
This should have an impact on his inherent concept of mahjong!
No wonder this player named Nan Yan was able to stop the God of Killing in the high school competition. This is equivalent to being a substitute for the senior Bei Puppet. Isn't it outrageous!

Seeing the shocked look on Ikawa's face, Kyotaro scratched his head and couldn't quite understand why he had such a big reaction when he often saw the cards.

After all, in his opinion, what Senior Nanyan said on the Internet was just his personal favorite entertainment style. When playing cards with Saki, Xiaohe and the others, the senior would be very cautious when playing cards.

He doesn't even know how to open the bar at all.

Sometimes when facing Saki, Senior Nanyan has a set of sticks in his hand, which he holds tightly and only fights depending on the situation.

Because once Saki is upright, these four cards will become the best defensive cards if they are not within Saki's attack range.

"Let me take a look at his handbook, okay?"

Igawa's tone changed, and his posture lowered into a pleading tone.

"Oh. Okay."

After all, Kyotaro was a good old man, and he had nothing to do, so he squatted next to him and observed the cards with Ikawa.

Because it is difficult to take out a cell phone to take pictures, otherwise even if this clear-minded high school student is easy to talk to, he will still be on guard.

So Igawa forced his brain to remember all these eight games in his mind, planning to review them again when he went back.

However, he found that he could not completely remember these cards because his mind was a little confused at the moment.

Next, how should we face the fact that the senior Bei Puppet is Nan Yan?

Do you want to tell Suzuki Buchi?

Or just show everything to Nan Yan?
With these mixed emotions, the work of recording Igawa's handwriting progressed extremely slowly.

On the other side, the four-10-minute interview has ended.

Seeing the end of the interview, Igawa put down his sheet of music and looked at Nan Yan.

At this moment, he was in a very complicated mood, wondering whether he should confess all this directly.

"Kyotaro, you have to leave!" Sometani Mako shouted to Kyotaro.

"Right now! Immediately!"

Kyotaro immediately started to pack his things, "Sorry, Ikawa-senpai, we have to go home."

"It's okay. Thank you for being willing to show me the score."

"Haha, little thing!"

Kyotaro put his notebook into his handbag, then followed the large army carrying large and small bags.

Watching Kyotarou running towards the team, Igawa felt very complicated.

But in the end, he made up his mind and walked towards the people in Qingcheng!
"Kyotaro, why are you so slow?" Yuki couldn't help complaining.

"Haha, I was just chatting with a big guy and was delayed for a few minutes." Kyotaro apologized.

"I'm sorry, can you guys take me a few more minutes?"

Nan Yan took out his mobile phone and told everyone in Qingcheng, "I'll call my sister and tell her that I made it to the finals."

When you win a game, you must share the joy of victory with others.

Nan Yan was a little distressed to find that apart from Qingcheng's friends, he seemed to be the only one left with his sister.

Just tell her that you made it to the finals and lived up to her expectations.

"go quickly."

Takei Jiu didn't pay too much attention to it, it was only a matter of a few minutes anyway.

"Hey, it turns out that the senior has a younger sister."

Yuxi was a little curious. The senior seemed to have never mentioned anything about her relatives. "The senior is so handsome, so my sister must be very cute as well."

"Well, my sister is not cute at all!"

Nan Yan sighed, then walked to the side and dialed a familiar number.

Seeing Nan Yan calling someone from a distance, Igawa stopped in his tracks and did not move forward.
.
"Hey"

On the other side of the phone, a voice with a lazy tone came.

"Sister, I made it to the finals." Nan Yan said, "Did you watch the game?"

"No."

Namco stretched out on the bed and said bluntly.

"You don't watch my game!!!"

"...Brother, I want to ask you something," Namco said calmly, "Have you seen my recent games?"

"..." Nan Yan was silent.

He didn't even know when his sister had played a game!
Well, mainly because he was too embarrassed to ask.

"That's it. Let's wait until you reach the finals of the national competition. What's there to be proud of in a mere qualifier?"

Hearing such an understatement, Nan Yan sighed a little. He originally wanted to share the joy of winning with her, but he didn't expect that his sister didn't care at all.

Forget it, this guy is not cute at all.

In other words, most people's younger sisters should look like this. It's really normal.

How nice it would be to be a sister!

"Well, that's it, hang up!"

Seeing Nan Yan hang up the phone depressedly, Nan Mengke couldn't help laughing.

Then she immediately opened the phone book and called a number marked 'Achiga Mahjong Club'.

When someone picked up the phone, Nan Mengke couldn't wait to say: "Xiao Xuan, my brother, he has made it to the finals!"

(End of this chapter)