Zongman: Hong Kong's black ceiling but autistic, what should I do?

Fukuzawa Sakura was arranged to play the point guard position because of her height and her performance in the training just now. Nakamura was worried that Fukuzawa Sakura would be restricted by the various theories she saw in books when she first came into contact with basketball, so he deliberately told Fukuzawa Sakura in a simple way.

"As long as you can shoot the basketball into the opponent's basket, don't worry too much about the duties of the point guard."

After the game started, the opponent took the lead in getting the ball and was attacking our basket. Nakamura hurriedly defended, but was circumvented by the opponent and successfully dribbled past him.

Nakamura realized that his defense had failed and turned around quickly, but heard a "bang".

Nakamura didn't expect that the opponent would take such a big risk and shoot a long-range shot near the center line just after passing the opponent.

"Damn it, you don't even take us seriously!"

Nakamura was a little angry, but the huge gap in strength forced him to face the cruel reality.

Nakamura took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, looked up at his teammates, and was about to say a few words to encourage each other, but he saw that everyone else was looking at the opposite basket.

Nakamura followed the crowd's gaze and saw that the basketball that should have been under our basket was now rolling under the opposite basket.

"Uu——"

The whistle blew and the referee indicated that Nakamura's team had three points.

"Is this... a half-court shot??!!!"

Nakamura was a little shocked and turned to look at his friend, hoping that he could explain the situation to him.

The friend also looked dumbfounded. After being shaken by Nakamura for a long time, he came back to his senses and explained to Nakamura with a stupid look on his face:

"Just now, Fukuzawa-san, bang-woooo-bang-"

"...Wake up! I don't understand what you are saying!"

Nakamura looked at his friend who had a silly look on his face and was a little worried about his intelligence.

Another teammate suddenly squeezed next to Nakamura and started chatting with him excitedly.

"She's Fukuzawa-san, right? Let me tell you! I was standing next to her and watched her most carefully! Fukuzawa-san was amazing just now. The number three on the opposite side just passed you, and in the blink of an eye, the ball was in Fukuzawa-san's hands. I don't know when and how she snatched it, but in the blink of an eye, the ball was in our hands!

Then Fukuzawa jumped up from the spot towards the basket on the other side and shot the ball directly into the basket on the other side. Really, the whole process took only one or two seconds. It was so fast, it was over in a flash!"

Nakamura was a little bit unbelievable. He turned around to look at the protagonist of the topic, only to see Fukuzawa Sakura looking at the referee on the sidelines saying something to the players next to her with a bored look on her face. She was completely unaware of the heated discussion caused by her "shot" just now.

"With Fukuzawa-san, we might win!" Nakamura thought as he saw Fukuzawa Sakura's eyes becoming increasingly fiery.

After the players next to the referee ran towards the exit of the training hall, the referee blew the whistle again, signaling that the game should continue.

Because our team scored a goal, the opponent chose to replace one player to attack this time.

The attacking player was a little afraid when approaching Fukuzawa Sakura. He stared at Fukuzawa Sakura closely while passing the ball to his teammate diagonally behind him.

But when the offensive player just threw the ball, Fukuzawa Sakura in front of him suddenly disappeared, replaced by the familiar "clang" sound.

It was Fukuzawa Sakura who directly intercepted the pass and then threw it towards the basket.

"You must be kidding! He was right in front of me just now, when did you...!"

Everyone present was shocked by Fukuzawa Sakura again, but Nakamura and others were inspired by Fukuzawa Sakura's performance.

"It's 0-6, we are 6! Nakamura, maybe we can win this time!"

"Yeah! Fukuzawa-san has scored six points. As basketball seniors, we should at least score a few points!"

In contrast to the joyful atmosphere of Nakamura and others, the five players on the opposing team had already given up the game.

"This is a monster, we can't beat it, another reserve of the Generation of Miracles, give up~"

"Ah~ If I had known it was this kind of monster, I wouldn't have run so fast just now. My hair is now a mess."

"Let's finish it quickly, I'm already tired~"

With the opponent's indulgent attitude, Nakamura and others scored their first, second, and even third goals in the game since joining the basketball club. Of course, Fukuzawa Sakura scored the most goals.

Moreover, when Nakamura and others failed to notice and forgot to defend, allowing the opponent to take advantage of the opportunity, Fukuzawa Sakura was able to return to defense in time, grab the ball back, and successfully shut out the opponent.

"Uu——"

The whistle sounded and the game officially ended.

Nakamura and others clapped their hands to celebrate as they looked at the score of 0:159. Nakamura turned around, trying to find the biggest contributor to the game, but saw Fukuzawa Sakura talking to the coach, with Akashi Seijuro from the first team standing next to her.

"Ah - yes, Fukuzawa-san is so talented, he must have been noticed by the coach a long time ago, and he will probably join the first team soon... Oh, when will I... Never mind, I don't have that talent, so I'd better just train hard."

Nakamura looked at Fukuzawa Sakura's figure, and a hint of loneliness appeared in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"Fukuzawa, I saw your talent and performance in basketball just now. So I discussed with the coach and decided to promote you to the first team.

Wait a moment, you may need to play a 3v3 match with several students from the first team. We will determine your arrangements for the subsequent matches based on the results of the match. Of course, if you are a little tired from the previous match, we can also arrange the match for tomorrow. "

Akashi Seijuro looked gently at Fukuzawa Sakura, whose breathing rate did not change at all.

Fukuzawa Sakura nodded: "It's okay... I'm not tired... I can continue."

"Okay, Coach. I'll take Fukuzawa-san to the First Army's training hall now."