Heizi the strongest ball god

Chapter 185

Finally, the young man couldn't bear it any longer, and asked the middle-aged editor-in-chief beside him.

"Editor-in-Chief, are you sure that in Seirin's basketball club, the one who can match or even surpass those monsters in the Generation of Miracles is the NO.13?"

"Editor-in-Chief, you must have made a mistake!"

"Among Seirin, the one who can match or exceed the generation of miracles should be the red-haired one! If it is him, then I will believe it somewhat, after all, his height and body are excellent , and the aura emanating from his body is also somewhat shocking."

After all, at this moment, the young man with the camera hadn't really seen the games that Lin Tian had experienced, but only saw some superficial things.

In fact, what he doesn't know is that people's eyes can't believe everything, and sometimes even what they see with their own eyes can deceive people.

"Stinky boy, do you still want to do it?"

Hearing the questions and rebuttals of the young man beside him, the middle-aged editor suddenly stretched out his hand, slammed the young man's head with his right hand, and said to him viciously.

"Are you the editor-in-chief or am I the editor-in-chief? Do you want to listen to me or I want to listen to you?"

"If you don't believe what I'm saying, then you can just leave now and stop chattering here and there. I can slowly collect the materials myself, and I can continue without you."

At this time, even people with insufficient emotional intelligence can clearly know that the middle-aged editor-in-chief is slightly dissatisfied.

So, the young man holding the camera quickly shook his head, carefully looked at the middle-aged editor beside him, and apologized at the same time.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the editor-in-chief is my fault this time, so I won't talk too much, let's continue watching."

"Well, I forgive you this time." The middle-aged editor-in-chief's original dissatisfaction gradually disappeared, and his face no longer continued to pull, "But you have to remember that I am the editor-in-chief, and what I say is right. If you dare to question my choice next time, just get out of here."

Raising his hand, the middle-aged editor-in-chief once again slammed the head of the young man next to him, and the incident ended like this.

However, despite being reprimanded by the middle-aged editor-in-chief, the young man still had doubts about the strength of Seirin's NO.

In the auditorium, the small fight between the two did not affect the mood of other audience members. They were still sitting in their seats with great interest, looking forward to the upcoming scene, the strongest dark horse Seirin and the king of the East Shutoku's duel.

Not long after, another group of people came to the auditorium. They were also students, but they were wearing the school uniforms of Zhengbang University.

Obviously, they are a group of people from the Zhengbang High School Basketball Club. Because they lost to Seirin in the previous game, although they were unwilling, they did not have much regret.

After all, Seirin was able to win because of Seirin's own hands. There were no small moves that were contemptible, and naturally there were no too many regrets.

If you lose the game, you lose. There is no sure-win team. Even if there is a team that has never lost, then that team is only like that temporarily and will lose one day.

Without disturbing other people, the group of Zhengbang basketball team directly found a casual action in the Seirin auditorium with injuries, and at the same time, they were also looking forward to the game later.

In the match between Seirin and the King of the East, Xiude High School, for some reason, the people in Zhengbang still thought that it would be good if Xiude High School lost.

Perhaps, it was because they were the king of the north, the strongest wall in Tokyo, and they still lost to Seirin, which made them want to pull a back. After all, they have already lost. If they can see Xiude, the same If they also lose the game, then their face will be better.

In general, I can feel some comfort in my heart!
In addition to the Zhengbang group, Kise Ryota from Kaicho High School has already found a seat in the Seirin audience and sat down, watching the upcoming game with great interest, looking forward to the next game situation.

"Xiao Lintian, I don't know if the final result will be that you, Seirin, will win, or that Hidetoku High School in Xiaoluma will win."

"Hey!" Gradually, a smile appeared on Kise Ryota's face, and the anticipation in his eyes became stronger and stronger, "Really, I really want to know."

On the other side, a muscular figure entered from the gate of the basketball hall. His hair was blue and his skin looked a little dark. He was the original scoring ace of the Generation of Miracles, Daiki Aomine.

Behind Aomine Daiki, followed by Momoi Mayzuki with pink hair, a smile on his face, fair skin, and a protruding figure.

"Ada, don't run so fast! I can't even catch up."

Momoi Satsuki ran to Aomine Daiki, and at the same time, he randomly found a seat in Seirin's auditorium and sat down.

"Ada, at least our Emperor Tong is still competing, isn't it a little bad for you to just run over like this!"

A pleasant figure floated in the air, although Momoi Wuyue was asking Aomine Daiki, but there was a slight smile on his fair face.

"It doesn't matter. I don't need me anymore in the game over there. They alone can easily win the victory. It's a waste for me to go. It's better to come here to watch his game."

As he spoke, Aomine Daiki fixed his gaze on Seirin. A man exuding a lazy atmosphere all over his body, his mouth couldn't help showing a smile.

"Lin Tian, ​​this time your opponent is Midorima, so it won't be so easy for you to win the Xiude High School competition, at least it will be much more difficult than when you played against Zhengbang."

"Little Taozi, when Seirin finally won this game, can their team's game exceed three digits?"

Aomine Daiki turned his head and asked Momoi Itsuki beside him with a smile on his face.

"Three digits? It should be impossible! At least there is a little green room on Xiude's side."

"And Ada, why do you have such confidence in Seirin, do you know that Seirin will definitely win?"

In the auditorium, Momoi Wuyue showed suspicion on his face.

"Haha! It's not that I have confidence in Yo Seirin, but I have strong confidence in him."

"As long as he is there, Seirin will definitely win the game in the end."

(End of this chapter)