Heizi the strongest ball god

Chapter 184

When the time came around one o'clock in the noon, Seirin's group had already arrived at the scene of the national qualifier finals, and almost everyone was jogging and shooting on the basketball court with a basketball in hand.

In addition to the half of the court occupied by Seirin's team, the other half of the basketball court has also been occupied by people. Those people are wearing loose white uniforms. The basketball team uniform of King Hidetoku High School.

Yes, at this time, the two teams that have passed the semi-finals of the national qualifiers have come to this basketball hall, and each holding a basketball in their hands, they are standing on this basketball court and playing basic games. warm up.

The game in the afternoon started at about two o'clock, and now it's just over one o'clock. It's almost a pretty early time, not much. Since this is the final of the national qualifiers and there is still a need to warm up, I sincerely Rin and Xiude's two high school teams came here very early.

Time passed slowly, and the audience seats that were originally sparse and not many people were gradually filled with people. After all, this was the final of the national qualifiers. People who like to watch basketball games will definitely not miss such an event. It's bound to be an extremely exciting showdown.

In addition to being the finals of the national qualifiers, this game also had something that made many people in the audience extremely excited.

That is, among these two teams, one team is Seirin High School. Basically everyone guessed that in the finals of the final national qualifiers, the two basketball teams will definitely be the king of the North Zhengbang High School and the king of the East. Xiude High School.

But now the situation of the competition is a little different. The North King Zhengbang High School, which was supposed to come to the national qualifiers, was defeated, and was defeated by Seirin, a school that was not well-known in the first place.

Such a result has made countless spectators extremely excited, and they are extremely looking forward to the arrival of this game.

They are looking forward to and want to know which team will win the final of this national qualifier.

However, although countless people in the auditorium have expectations in their hearts, they still feel that the chances of winning the King of the East, Hidetoku High School, should be higher.

After all, this year's Xiutoku High School recruited a monster in the Generation of Miracles, three-point shooter Shintaro Midorima.

In the auditorium, among the crowd, besides the spectators who came to watch the game in this basketball arena, there were also some people with a rope tied around their necks, holding the camera in their hands, and the expressions on their faces It looked a little sad.

Suddenly, the young man holding a camera turned his head, put the camera down slightly, and looked at the middle-aged man beside him with a slightly sad expression on his face.

"Editor-in-Chief, why do we want to watch this game? I remember that both Tonghuang High School and Yangquan High School seem to have competitions, and their strength is extraordinary! We can definitely get a lot of material by watching their games. But why do we have to watch this game?"

Facing the young man's question, the middle-aged editor-in-chief curled his lips in disdain, glanced at the young man in front of him, then turned his gaze away, and finally locked his gaze on the half-court of Seirin High School. About 1.8 meters tall, a man exuding a lot of laziness all over his body.

"What do you know? Do I not know the strength of Tonghuang High School and Yangquan High School? Do I not know that they also have a competition today?"

"Editor-in-Chief, since you know this, why do you come here to record materials?"

"Hey! You don't understand this!" The middle-aged editor-in-chief looked at the confused young man in front of him, and smiled obscenely, "Even you have to know this, so Tonghuang High School Yangquan High School There will definitely be many colleagues there, and if we go there, we will at most be similar to the materials they accept, there will be no difference."

"But it's different when we come here. We don't have peers competing for materials here, so the materials we collect are unique and will definitely sell well after they are completed and released."

"Big sale? Editor-in-Chief, why are you so sure that the material we've accepted will be a big hit?"

Still holding a camera in his hand, the young man asked with a puzzled expression on his face.

"After my observation, Seirin's team in this national qualifier will definitely be the darkest and darkest dark horse, and Seirin's NO.13, if I read correctly, his strength It’s definitely on par with Generation of Miracles, and even a little bit better.”

"So, you can just listen to me, there are still a lot of things you need to study hard!"

After saying that, the middle-aged editor patted the shoulder of the young man holding the camera in front of him, looking slightly complacent.

"Seirin's No. 13, his strength is actually comparable to those monsters in Generation of Miracles, and may even surpass it a little bit."

Hearing what the editor-in-chief said, the young guy finally realized why his editor-in-chief came here.

Then, he turned his head sharply and opened his eyes even wider. At the same time, he was also looking for the mysterious No. 13 among the people in the half court of Seirin Basketball Court. .

"Seirin's No.13, where is Seirin's No.13? Why haven't I found it?"

With his eyes wide open, this young man with a camera has scanned Seirin's warm-up area three times, but he still hasn't found the NO.

The fourth time, the fifth time, the sixth time.

Originally, the young man who was going to search for the seventh time was suddenly stunned, his eyes were wide open, his mouth was slightly opened, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

At this time, there was a figure in front of the young man. The figure was only about 1.8 meters tall, and his body looked a little thin. In fact, it didn't matter, it didn't matter.

There is one thing that bothers the young man with the camera, and he can't believe what he sees.

"Seirin's No. 13, the one who my editor-in-chief said can rival or even surpass those monsters in Generation of Miracles, is he?"

Looking into the distance, within Seirin's half-court, the young man was stunned again by that thin figure with a lazy aura constantly exuding from his body.

After watching for a long time, the young man with the camera did not see what is so special about Seirin's No.13, or whether his strength is strong or weak.

(End of this chapter)