Not only the neighbor's aunt, but also the look of her sister looking at her is a little different.

Before, Lan Yu also liked to pester Zhang Han.

But that's because she handed a love letter to the girls in their class and gained some benefits.

But since Zhang Han was interviewed by a magazine, Lan Yu has never sent anyone a love letter.

This time she had dinner together, and she whispered at the dining table for a long time.

Zhang Han knew that she was going to have something wrong again, so he only talked to his mother and ignored her.

After the little girl finished her meal, she held a big box and didn't know what she went back to the house and cried.

"Xiaohan, go and see your sister, what's wrong?"

Lan He felt ache when he listened.

Even though he knew that Lan Yu was pretending, Zhang Han could only walk into his sister's boudoir with a tough bullet.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"My dearest brother..."

"Shut up! Tell me something."

Lan Yu honestly carried out a big box and opened it, with about 17 or 18 magazines inside.

All are the latest episodes of Baseball Kingdom.

On the cover is a photo of Zhang Han being hit.

When watching the football on the spot, due to distance, people can only see the back numbers clearly, and it is difficult to see the specific appearance of the player?

But the magazine is different, a close-up of a full-body photo.

Perfect body proportions, exquisite facial features...

"Where did you get so much money? More than a dozen magazines cost thousands of dollars!"

"It's not mine, it's all for our classmates. They want you, the future big star, to sign them with your name."

"Girl's?"

"It's been so many years, and boys and girls are not the same."

"You didn't ask them for some benefits?"

"Brother, who do you think of your sister as?"

"It is precisely because I know who you are that I don't believe you have no benefit."

"Okay, okay. 1,000 yuan per person, I'm the price of conscience."

"Five!"

"Brother, why did you learn bad things?"

"Or else let it go."

"Sanqi, there can be no more."

"Then forget it..."

Zhang Han stood up and prepared to leave.

"Okay, 55 is 55."

As he said that, Lan Yu looked bullied.

Zhang Han likes to see his sister's helpless look and feels inexplicably good.

"Don't be dissatisfied, my brother is also for your own good. Why do I have so much money in my house? My brother saves it for you and will serve you as a dowry in the future."

"If the girls in our class saw your face, they would probably never like you again. Grandet!"

"Then you have to be careful. If you don't protect your brother's image, you will never even have the opportunity to make money in the future..."

1

I fought with my sister and made a fortune.

Zhang Han was not happy either.

Compared with your own losses, this amount of income from the outside is really worth mentioning.

After dinner, Zhang Han went to Songfang Shaoba while there was still some time.

Ono Binzhi called several times to care about his situation.

Zhang Han planned to go to the team and have a good chat with him in person.

When he arrived at Songfang Shaoba, he realized that the team's last summer game had ended.

In the semi-finals, they lost to Kamemaru Shaobang and missed the national competition.

Last year's national runner-up did not even make it out of the regional competition this year.

I think it’s not easy to live on Ono’s Binji.

After all, he is just a supervisor, and there is a boss on it.

When Zhang Han saw Ono Binzhi, he felt that his thoughts were completely redundant.

Ono Binji is in good condition and looks very energetic.

As the third-grade players in the junior high school gradually retire, he is preparing to form a new lineup. By the way, he is also helping the third-grade players find their next home.

"I lost the game and was so happy. If Mr. Panasonic saw it, he would probably burst his lungs with anger."

"What can I do? Good players are all concentrated in your class. With your retirement, it is inevitable that the team will fall into a pain period. Fortunately, you performed well in high school. Many parents still trust us. There are already many children in contact with you and want to join the team to study."

"Then you have to congratulate me, you have a lot of money!"

"It's the boss's business, what does it have to do with me?"

"Your idea is not good! With more students, won't your bonus be high?"

"My prize is high!"

A familiar feeling, a familiar smell.

This place makes Zhang Han very comfortable.

"I won't talk about me anymore, how are you? You'll compete with the senior high school in the city right away?"

"Tomorrow! Go back tonight to make the final tactical arrangement, but it doesn't make much sense. Everyone knows who to play."

Facing the most important competitors.

Both teams have been approached by a dead end, and they have no choice but to do their best.

“Supervised!”

The two were having a lot of talk, and suddenly someone pushed the door and came in.

Zhang Han turned around and saw two figures that were so familiar that they could not be more familiar to each other.

Hoshita and Miyagawa.

They also came to Matsubashi Shaobang and visited Ono Binzhi today.

Although as a supervisor, his professional skills can only be considered average.

Not to mention the school's top supervision, even compared with Takashima Rei from Seidou and Tahara, a junior in the city.

He is a big gap.

But he is very popular!

The contestants he coached also have a high success rate.

He really cares about the contestants and is sincerely willing to do things for the contestants.

Sincerity is for sincerity.

Of course, his popularity will not be bad.

Not only did Zhang Han regard him as a good teacher and friend, but his relationship with Hiroshi Hoshita, Miyagawa, and Hiroshi Ono were also not bad.

Time seems to be still at this moment.

The two teams that will face tomorrow will be a game that has caused a huge topic in the Tokyo area.

The new core of the two teams actually met in a third-party place.

Moreover, both sides were comrades who fought side by side before, and were called the Golden Line.

"Zhang Sang!"

"Zhang Sang!!"

Hoshita and Miyagawa, first to say hello.

Although they were players of the same class, Zhang Han entered the Songfang Shaobang Army much earlier than them.
To be continued...