Black Basket: Star Of Baijin

Back to reality.

Baijin Yongcheng suddenly felt a little tired.

Generally speaking, he will not feel tired after practicing and playing on the virtual court and returning to reality.

But today he felt extremely tired for the first time, it was mental.

Whether it's Gary Payton, or that Kazami Hayato or other stars.

It's so fucking torturous!

Not only is the mouth extremely smelly, there are also those little movements, each one is more ecstasy than the other!

Facing these people, Baijin Yongcheng would be easily disturbed, and would not be able to exert his original strength at all.

Even turning on [ZONE] is useless, the opponent will strengthen physical confrontation, and even directly foul him.

"Is this the professional arena?"

"Of course, although you will meet some great gods tonight, but generally speaking, none of the proud sons of every era is easy to mess with!"

20 It's rare that the little milk dog didn't hit Baijin Yongcheng.

It also understands in its heart that it is too early for the current Baijin Yongcheng to compete with the arrogance of those eras.

"You don't have to be discouraged, sooner or later, you will be able to talk to them on an equal footing. y

"I know!"

Baijin Yongcheng exhaled lightly.

Although he was a little nervous, he also knew that this was definitely a good thing.

Once he gets used to that level of play, he'll get stronger.

It is not the strength of technology, but the sublimation of mind, experience, and will.

What's more, he still wants to win the game on the second floor of the virtual stadium, how can he back down.

"If only I could meet that Kazami Hayato every time!"

"What? You want to hug your thigh?"

"What is the problem!"

"Ok!"

Although the little milk dog thinks that he is a little lacking in ambition, but for now, it seems that Baijin Yongcheng really can only hug his thighs.

No matter where you go, there are many fierce men on the second floor of the stadium.

Get up.

After sending a few messages to Sanjiu, he walked towards the school after breakfast.

At present, high school has just started, and the Winter Cup has just ended.

Therefore, they still have a lot of time to prepare for the national exhibition in summer.

Similar to middle school, high school also has three major competitions every year.

Summer RB National High School Comprehensive Sports Conference: National Competition for short.

Autumn National Sports Conference: Autumn National Sports for short.

The winter selection competition in winter: referred to as the Winter Cup.

Leaving aside the latter two, the closest one to them is the national exhibition that only started in May.

In other words, until May, it is the time for many teams to run in, improve, and prepare.

After going to bed in class every day.

As soon as the school bell rang, Baijin Yongcheng immediately ran to the basketball team for training.

It is worth mentioning that in Xiangbei, the hardest working is not Akagi Takenori, nor Sakuragi Hanamichi and others.

Those who practice until the latest and work hard every day are three jet lag.

night.

The sun has set.

Many members of the basketball team have gone home for dinner.

Only Baijin Yongcheng and Mitsui Shou are still undergoing high-intensity training.

He didn't go to tutoring today. On the one hand, school has just started, and on the other hand, the learning tasks in the first year of high school are not so heavy.

So he can train a little later.

"There is not much difference Mitsui! You have just come back, don't practice too hard."

"It's none of your business, and you have to call me senior!"

Even though he said so, Mitsui Shou, who had been injured before, hesitated and started to clean up the arena.

Baijin Yongcheng shrugged and packed up with him.

A few minutes later.

Probably because he was not used to such a dull atmosphere, he asked Mitsui Shou.

"It's still early before the national competition, why are you in such a hurry?"

"In a hurry? I've already wasted too much time on boring things!"

Recalling what he did in the past two years, Mitsui Shou regretted it very much.

"I must bring a championship trophy to Coach Anxi before graduation!"

For Mitsui Shou, Coach Anzai is his very important guide.

It was coach Anxi who told Mitsui Shou not to give up at any time, otherwise he would not become the MVP of the middle school.

Baijin Yongcheng said with a half-smile, "Is it only related to Coach Anxi?"

"You're annoying, brat!" Mitsui Shou glared angrily, then turned the basketball in his hand, and whispered, "I like this!"

"Really, since you like it so much, I'll leave this place to you!"

Baijin Yongcheng waved his hand and left the basketball department.

He felt that doing so would reduce Mitsui Shou's sense of guilt when he went to the basketball club to cause trouble, and he really didn't want to be lazy!

003

back home.

Baijin Yongcheng continued to come to the second floor of the virtual court.

He only got 1 victory point yesterday, but today he has to get 2 wins or even more.

Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to raise enough money to buy a piece of purple-gold equipment before the national competition begins.

Tonight's opponents are still varied.

Every plane, every time and space has it.

Knowing that with his current ability, it is impossible for him to compete in Chari.

So he put himself down low today , punter , sixth man , even just a regular rotation player

While earning winning points, he is also observing how professional players play.

He may not be able to learn those trash talk and tricks, but how to guard against them is a direction worth working on.

Hours passed.

He was lucky and got two victory points.

Adding what he got last year, he already has 15 victory points at this time.

But there is still a long way to go before buying [Chamberlain boots].

Get up.

go to school.

Day after day, Baijin Yongcheng embarked on a long journey of masochism. .