Slam Dunk: Noon Sunshine

Chapter 3

"Huh?" Wang Zhengyang smiled when he opened his eyes and looked at the person coming.

"When did you come? I came here without having lunch, and I thought I was number one!" The person who came was tall, about 1.9 meters tall, and he didn't dislike him and sat down beside Wang Zhengyang.

"I came here early in the morning." Wang Zhengyang stretched and sat up.

"You're still awesome! You don't even have class!" The man gave a thumbs up, and then took out two boxes of lunch boxes from his backpack.

"Today my mother made me pork cutlets. It's game day after all! What's yours?" The big man opened the bento and asked Wang Zhengyang curiously.

"Oh, let me see." Wang Zhengyang also took out a bento from the schoolbag beside him. Although the father and son of the Wang family are chefs, the children's bento is all made by their mother every day.

"Tonkatsu too!" Wang Zhengyang looked at the golden and crispy pork chop in the bento box with a gentle smile.

In Japan, tonkatsu is homonymous to the Japanese word "victory", so contestants and students often eat this on competition day or during exams for good luck!

"Hey, why is it also fried pork cutlet, but yours looks delicious?" The big man looked at Wang Zhengyang's fried pork cutlet, and then exaggeratedly shouted at himself.

"Hehe, do you want a piece? Daifu-kun." Wang Zhengyang smiled and handed over the bento in his hand!

The big guy is Daisuke Hirakawa, another third-year student on the basketball team besides Wang Zhengyang. He is 1.90 meters tall and plays inside the court.

Possessing a soft shooting touch and keen insight, he is another trump card of the No. [-] Middle School basketball team.

Wang Zhengyang and Daisuke Hirakawa are also known as the duo of the Fourth Middle School. The two men, one outside and one inside, have the strength to dominate the county, and they can be called the junior high school version of Hanagata and Fujima.

"Thank you so much!" Daisuke Hirakawa excitedly picked a piece of fried pork cutlet and put it into his mouth with a smile

Although Wang Zhengyang is not tall, he has always eaten a lot, so his mother will not just prepare a fried pork chop for him.

"As expected of being the son of a restaurant family, the food you eat is good!" Daisuke Hirakawa, who got cheap, raised his thumb and praised.

The teammates all know that Wang Zhengyang's family runs a restaurant, but they don't know the specific name of their restaurant, and they don't know that Wang Zhengyang's daily bento is made by his mother himself.

Wang Zhengyang didn't deliberately explain these things, he cherished his family very much in this life.

After all, the reason why Wang Zhengyang in his previous life spent his whole life dealing with basketball was because of his family.

The parents are still alive, but the two parties divorced when Wang Zhengyang was young, and each formed a new family, and Wang Zhengyang was kicked around like a doormat like a superfluous existence.

Later, the elderly grandparents couldn't stand it anymore, and took the initiative to take on the responsibility of raising the young Wang Zhengyang.

In this way, although Wang Zhengyang's childhood was loved by his grandparents, it was still like a house lacking windows.

He became taciturn, until basketball appeared in his life, Wang Zhengyang will not forget that on his 8th birthday, his grandfather was holding the orange elf.

Since then, Wang Zhengyang has had a friend named basketball in his life, a friend who will not abandon him.

The main reason why Wang Zhengyang, who crossed over at the age of [-], can accept the reality is that before he crossed, the only two relatives, grandparents and grandma, had passed away one after another. It can be said that he has nothing to worry about except basketball.

While eating the bento, Wang Zhengyang thought of the hand-rolled noodles made by his grandfather. Although it is ordinary, it is precious, just like the bento in his hand. As a chef, Wang Zhengyang can pick out many faults, but he still eats it with gusto.

Because there is something in it that other dishes don't have, that is, the mother's love for herself.

"OK, Xiaoxiaoshi!" Just as Wang Zhengyang was eating the bento in a leisurely manner, Daisuke Hirakawa had madly killed two of his own bento.

"Kang Dang." Daisuke Hirakawa, who walked to the opposite side with the basketball, accelerated towards the basket and ended the action with a beautiful dunk.

"Super star, Hirakawa~Daisuke!" Daisuke Hirakawa posed exaggeratedly.

"How about it, Zhengyang, do you want to buckle one?" Daisuke Hirakawa asked a little embarrassed when he saw Wang Zhengyang looking at him.

"Forget it, I'd better save some strength for the competition!" Wang Zhengyang also finished his lunch box, he carefully packed the lunch box, stood up and did preparatory exercises!

It is not advisable to do strenuous exercise after a meal, so Wang Zhengyang lazily walked to the opposite side with a basketball.

"Come on, how about spot pitching?" Wang Zhengyang suggested to Daisuke Hirakawa.

"Okay!" Daisuke Hirakawa tilted his head and thought for a while, then added: "I'm in great shape today, and I feel like I can win!"

"Really?" Wang Zhengyang looked indifferent.

"Damn it! Look at me anyway, I'm the No. [-] member of the team!" Seeing Wang Zhengyang's casual expression, Daisuke Hirakawa shouted angrily: "Today, let me, Daisuke Hirakawa, defeat you, the big devil!"

"Hehe, it's nice to be young! You come first!" Wang Zhengyang threw the ball to Daisuke Hirakawa.

Five minutes later, Daisuke Hirakawa looked at the basket with a distracted gaze, and muttered:

"It must be an illusion, Lord Zhengyang cannot be so weak!"

"Stop acting, the fact is like this, it's not that I'm too weak, but that you've become stronger, Daisuke-kun!" Wang Zhengyang comforted him by patting him on the shoulder.

"Haha, as expected, sweat will turn into fruits of victory. Today I, Daisuke Hirakawa, the top scorer of the No. 30 basketball team, will defeat Wang Zhengyang on this day. I decide." Daisuke Hirakawa glanced at Wang Zhengyang, and continued to put on a show: "I want to score [-] points in today's game!"

"Oh, is it only 50 points? How about setting a small goal, [-] points?" Wang Zhengyang glanced at the entrance of the arena where the voice had already been heard.

"50 points?"

"What's wrong? Scared?"

"Don't be kidding, 50 points is 50 points! When the time comes, don't deliberately not pass the ball to me!"

"Of course not!"

Wang Zhengyang and Daisuke Hirakawa held hands together fiercely. Seeing the handshake, Daisuke Hirakawa suddenly seemed to remember something.

"Hey, you seemed to be using your left hand to compete with me just now!"

"Okay, don't think too much, the team members are here!" Wang Zhengyang interrupted Daisuke Hirakawa.

At this time, a group of frolicking students also walked in outside the gymnasium. When they saw the two standing in the center of the arena, they immediately shut their mouths and ran over quickly.

"Good afternoon! Senior!" A neat and imposing voice sounded at the same time.

"Hmph!" Daisuke Hirakawa put on a dirty face in front of the younger generation, as if someone owed him money.

"Very good, the momentum is good, are you ready?" Wang Zhengyang smiled at everyone.

"Yes, Captain."

"Very good, then everyone is here, let's go!" Wang Zhengyang greeted the middle-aged man who was a physical education teacher and coach who walked in last.

A group of people led by Wang Zhengyang left the gymnasium in a mighty way, and got on the bus prepared by the school!

There are hundreds of middle schools in Kanagawa, and the schools that are eligible to participate in the basketball competition have already started the knockout round. As the top four in the previous year, according to the rule four, they automatically have a place in the top eight this year.

And this game is also Wang Zhengyang's first official game in junior high school, a real debut match!

When I arrived at the arena for the game, several other teams had already arrived, and people in the arena were already warming up.

As the first round of the No. [-] middle school, the opponent was the top eight teams that had been screened through layers. Wang Zhengyang didn't care which team it was, and he didn't do any investigation.

Although according to the work of the coach, he should pay attention to the opponent, but he doesn't think the opponent will be strong. After all, this is only a middle school level game, and Wang Zhengyang is qualified to despise all opponents.

But at this moment, a man with long hair and arrogance written all over his face, walking over with a basketball in his hand, made him frown.

"Is it this monkey?"

(End of this chapter)