The second disease teaches you to be a man [comprehensive]

"Just... what happened just now?"

"Are my eyes dazzled! Could that just be... a slam dunk?!"

"impossible!"

The members of the second-year basketball team who were originally relaxed and joking on the sidelines gasped in shock. Logically speaking, the height of the basketball stand is three meters, and the average height of Japanese male junior high school students is only 1.6 meters. Although the average height of the basketball team would be It's a lot above the average range, but slam dunks are something that can't be met. This freshman who is just above the average height can throw the ball into In the box, it's incredible.

The situation on the field is changing rapidly, and the members of Guangzhou's first team have crystal tears in their eyes. They seem to have finally seen the hope of life and frantically cover their new savior for a layup. An opponent who was just as good as them grabbed the ball and passed it to Guangzhou. He also lived up to the strength of the believers who sacrificed their lives at the last moment, and broke through the defense of the long-armed and long-legged enemy center time and time again.

——So far, the score has been reversed.

Aomine Daiki, who easily won the opponent, walked out of the No. [-] court, his wheat-colored skin was soaked with flowing sweat, he raised his arm carelessly and wiped the bean-sized beads of sweat on his head, and took his childhood friend Momoi Go The white towel that Yue handed over was draped over his shoulders, and at this moment, there was a landslide and earth-cracking shouts in his ears, which made Qingfeng stagger in fright.

"Ah, what's going on over there, why are you so excited?" The dark-skinned boy looked curiously at the No. It was an extremely exciting ball game, and regardless of listening to Momoi's data analysis with anticipation and shock, Aomine waved his hands excitedly and squeezed towards the middle of the crowd.

When Qingfeng walked to the side of the court, he saw a red-haired boy standing in a vacuum beside him, and he didn't pay much attention to it, so he began to carefully observe the two players in the game with great interest.

The most outstanding person is undoubtedly the guy from the team farther away from him. His height can reach almost 1.9 meters. Aomine is speechless. He thought his height was already very prominent in the basketball team.

"The flexibility is also good, the speed is very fast, and the wingspan of this purple-haired man is almost invincible within the three-point line. From this point of view, the score here is definitely that this team leads...first...right."

After seeing a few huge numbers on the score board that seemed to be mocking him, Qingfeng, who instantly slapped his face, got stuck.

As a sunny boy who crazily loves basketball, Aomine Daiki believes that his basketball level will never lose to anyone in the same grade!He has practiced unparalleled wild intuition and free and unrestrained way of playing after playing countless street basketball games.

If Murasakihara relied on his natural physical condition to crush his opponents, then Aomine Daiki relied on his invincible love for basketball and his unique talent to defeat his opponents on the court.

If there was one word to describe him, it would be "basketball dumb".

And at this moment, there unexpectedly appeared a person who could defeat an opponent that even he recognized, so how powerful should this person be?

Qingfeng's heart beat excitedly, and he looked towards the other team with great anticipation.

"Mr. Guangzhou, hold on a little longer, we will win soon!"

"Fighting!"

"Work hard! Come on!"

The cheering sound of the opponent is as irritating as your favorite delicious potato chips being crushed maliciously by others.

Once again capped by that short man, and his eyes were still dazzled by those shiny white slender wrists, Ziyuan was in a bad mood. He only felt that the hostility in his heart was like a big pot of curry rice cooked at home. Generally, it is gurgling and steaming, almost like a pot lid.

"Ah Lie~"

The long-pitched voice of the purple-haired giant seemed particularly sharp and abrupt at this time, interrupting several people who put their hands together to cheer them up.

"Working hard, cheering, etc., it's really annoying. I don't have this talent and talent, and I'm still wasting time here. I'm going to crush all of you guys who are an eyesore! Especially you~ little one!"

Atsushi Murasakihara's gloomy gaze was deposited on the top of Guang Zhouyou's furry head like a dark cloud.

If the effort is useful, what else is needed to do it?

There seemed to be such a message in his contemptuous eyes.

The black-haired boy didn't respond to him with astonishing words as he imagined. He just dribbled the ball nimbly and silently. Taking advantage of his inattentive and eye-piercing exaggerated roc-like jump, he made a flying jump in the air. After a wave of completely unnecessary forced turns of [-] degrees, he simply and rudely stuffed the basketball into the basket, completely ignoring the blocking hands in front of him.

"Beep!"

At the moment when this series of cool moves was completed, the whistle sounded in another quiet stadium, and the score was fixed at 29:25.

Crowd: ...

Such a showy operation is enough.

"Then," Guang Zhouyou maintained the half-squat position with one hand raised with five fingers on the ground slightly after the slam dunk, and the other hand stretched out flat to the back. The playful sunlight passed through the skylight of the gymnasium and hit him impartially. On the forehead, a complete circle of golden light shines from the black and smooth hair.

Thinking what he was going to say, Murasakihara, who was still on the brink of explosion, finally turned his head and looked directly at the black-haired boy.

"--goodbye."

A real man never looks back at the explosion, he just leaves so cool, didn't he expect that?

Murasakihara: ...

It's a pity that before he took two steps, Guang Zhouyou was stopped by Hongcun Xiuzao, who was smiling meaningfully, and dragged him back like a kitten's tail.

"Guangzhou, isn't it? Where are you going now? I will announce the level of joining the club later." Hongcun Xiuzou was still immersed in the terrible slam dunk just now and couldn't extricate himself. material that can be made.

"Ah." This impolite subject!

"Ben Da -- I still want to explore poetry and the mysteries of distant places." The black-haired boy replied deeply.Of course, I want to find out the secret information about the secret weapon research of ghosts hidden in the Diguang Canyon in the Chicken Breast Country, you guys with fish lips, don't let me go!

The head of the basketball department twitched the corner of his mouth for some unknown reason, and directly ignored the previous sentence, "Well, stay with me, or I will remember that you left early from club activities, you know!"

Guang Zhouyou twitched the corner of his mouth, and replied reluctantly, "...Okay." Suo!Damn human, if he hadn't been able to reveal his identity now, he would have been turned into a pile of dregs long ago!

Seeing the younger generation in front of him with reluctance written on their eyelashes, Hong Cunxiu felt a vein pop up on his forehead. Why does he feel that this guy is a problem child, is it really okay to let him join the first army?