[Net King + Black Basket] Seijuro, your mother calls you to go home for dinner!

The days of living in New York are unexpectedly leisurely and comfortable.In order to be lazy, Xunli often handed over the shop to a part-time female college student to take care of it, and sneaked out by herself.It doesn't matter if you press the road aimlessly, or go shopping on Fifth Avenue empty-handed.She was refreshed by leaving her troubles behind for a while, feeling full like returning from a holiday in the Maldives.

There is a street basketball court at the corner ahead, which is the only way for Xun Li to go for a walk—it might be better to say that she subconsciously wants to see those passionate teenagers who can only hold a basketball in their heads, and it is the same every time. Call people to occupy the field.

The galloping figure firmly grasped her eyeballs, as if an invisible flame followed behind and burned.Xunli envied this group of carefree children from the bottom of her heart. Of course, her other hidden purpose was to admire handsome guys.

Xun Li stroked her chin thoughtfully. Among the group of children with different skin colors, she still valued the two Asian teenagers most.One has a strong and explosive body, while the other is slender and tall, looks handsome and gentle on the surface, but has a cold temperament on his body.Coupled with their outstanding skills, this is why she really appreciates them.

"Hey, I wonder if I can recruit them as men's models..." I believe Mai will be very happy to cooperate with them.Xunli whispered to himself, and nodded his lower lip with his index finger.

However, the two teenagers who were in adolescence were visually young, and their immature faces and voices betrayed their real age.It is still a little bit worse than the average height standard of the model.

At the same time, exclamations came from the field.In everyone's bewildered eyes, the conspicuous brown sphere flew straight to Xun Li's direction——

Xun Li raised his hands, bent his elbows slightly, and easily caught the basketball that was about to fly past her head.Over the years, her response is still sensitive, and her conditioned posture to catch the ball is still very standard, as if the basketball is an inseparable part of the body.

This familiar sense of belonging...

She couldn't help smiling, it felt so familiar.Basketball is one of her few hobbies, but when she was in Japan, she had to hide it carefully because of her identity.But it's different now-this is the United States, the birthplace of basketball, and they all love this sport deeply.

"It's you again!!" The first person who ran over was the robust Asian boy she had seen last time. He had a good memory, and he still remembered him.

Xun Li rolled his eyes helplessly, usually the other party's reaction should be to say "I'm sorry", right?The young man is obviously lacking a muscle.

"Haha, I'm afraid this is fate." She was in a good mood and even joked. "Basketball doesn't have eyes, so it's intentional?"

The boy who was molested/teasing widened his eyes in surprise, his cheeks were flushed, "Cough, no, I'm sorry..."

Well, the ball was obviously not passed by him, why did he make him apologize! ?

"Apologize for nothing. Young man, you have a good foundation. Do you want to be a model?" Xun Li was frighteningly blunt.

"Uh?"

"And that child—" She waved to the black-haired boy who was unknown in the distance. "It's like this, our clothing store has a batch of men's clothing, and I'm worried that I can't find a male model..."

"That, that! We just went to middle school..." The other party was obviously taken aback, waved his hand and forgot how to refuse. "Chen also come here quickly!"

The black-haired boy named Chen Ye stepped forward, looked at Xunli suspiciously, and asked her why she came.

Xun Li repeated what she said just now, but Chen Ye just shook his head and declined her invitation kindly.His demeanor is more mature than the other teenager's, his bangs are too long to cover one eye, and he stands quietly to the side. This demeanor does not associate him with basketball at all.

"Don't you really want to try?" Xunli sighed regretfully, and Chen also refused without hesitation.

"Sorry." The boy rubbed his head embarrassedly, picked up the basketball in the other hand, and planned to walk into the field.Halfway there, he turned back, put his hand to his mouth and yelled at her, "However, you are welcome to watch the ball anytime!"

……

Xun Li was completely cured.

A trace of surprise flashed across her eyes, and then was replaced by a deep smile.It seems that she successfully hooked up a good boy.

As the only spectator, she leaned on the rusty railing and occupied the spot for half an hour.The physical strength of these teenagers is really good, and they played for three consecutive 10 minutes without a break.

Her eyes couldn't help following every move on the field, and the fast-paced 3on3 game aroused her long-sleeping enthusiasm in the bottom of her heart.

**

"This time, the No. 8, No. 11, No. 23, and No. 29 who have been promoted to the first team of the Teiguang Basketball Club..."

Coach Yuanshan pushed off the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose, and read out the list of selected members slowly.Corresponding to the four first-year students who came out, Aomine Daiki, Midorima Shintaro, Murasakihara Atsushi, and Akashi Seijuro.Three of them are taller than third graders, but the last one is thin and thin, but he can calm down the group of seniors with his aura—he is an existence that cannot be ignored at all.

"Wait! Are you kidding me?"

"The four people who entered the first army are all first graders!!"

"It's incredible..."

The four people who were named did not have the expected surprise. After the coach announced his dismissal, he followed him to the training ground of the First Army.If the Diguang basketball club is also a small society with a system, then they are now at the top of the food chain.And the Teiguang basketball club also thoroughly implements the motto of "every battle is ever victorious" in the department. There will be a trial and selection every month, so there are not a few members who secretly covet the position of the first army, ambitiously waiting for the opportunity to be promoted.

Members of the first army are given some privileges, but the amount of training has also been greatly increased. If they perform outstandingly, they can make an exception and be eligible for freshman competition.

Seijuro's eyes flickered, he nodded slightly, and scanned the audience with unclear eyes.The hand hanging by the side was unconsciously clenched into a fist, and the thin lips were tightly pressed into a stiff straight line.As soon as he stepped into the training ground of the First Army, he felt an unprecedented tense atmosphere, which made him even more motivated.

He firmly believes that the next goal after entering the First Army is the position of deputy captain.The current vice-captain of the team will soon be promoted to the senior year, and will not be able to stay in the basketball team any longer.Seijuro had already made his wishful thinking.

So far he has never regretted his decision to join the basketball team, and his original intention was only to...

"Mom, I'll prove it to you."

"You said: Anyone can play basketball."

What Seijuro wants is not only to enter the strongest team in the middle school to play, but also to reach the pinnacle of this hobby.He is eager to stand in a higher position - to be the existence leading this strongest team, as its core.He likes to challenge new and different things, and the more difficult a goal is, the easier it is to arouse his desire for dominance.

... What's more, there are many monsters in this freshman team whose abilities have not yet been fully developed, such as Aomine Daiki.

"What are you thinking?" Midorima Shintaro stood aside and frowned at him.They are classmates, class committee members and deputy class committee members, and they are also all-round top students who are ranked first and second in grades and promoted to Diguang.

Seijuro sees his old friend, Hikichiwaka, whom he immediately thought of.But this student in front of him is an existence that should not be underestimated compared to his former classmate.Seijuro appreciates his perseverance and talent, and it is precisely because of this that he has established a kind of subtle, slightly competitive friendship with him.

"It's nothing." Seijuro withdrew his thoughts and raised the corners of his lips.A smile is a perfect mask.

After the group activities, Seijuro walked to the parking place where the driver put him down this morning. A polished black car had been waiting for a long time.The Akashi family's subordinates are never late in doing things.

Only the time of driving home can relax his nerves that have been tense all day.The driver put on a CD of Hakase Taro, which played the very familiar song.It seems that as long as you close your eyes, the scene of standing on the stage and playing the violin will appear in your mind.And, the soft-spoken and soft-spoken mother taught him patiently.

He couldn't bear this kind of fateful coincidence, so he pretended to be calm and asked the driver to turn off the CD, expressing that he wanted to be quiet.

"Master Seijuro, all your classes tonight are cancelled." The driver's mechanical voice sounded.

"Huh?" He raised his eyebrows, waiting for a reasonable explanation from the other party.Masashi is the only one who has the right to cancel his course.

"You will be with your father to the eight o'clock concert tonight."

"..." A haze flashed across Seijuro's face, he turned his head and looked out the window reluctantly, thinking about what his father was planning.

In recent years, Masashi would occasionally take him to important occasions, one is to familiarize himself with the internal affairs of the company earlier, and the other is to show his courage and diplomatic skills as the heir of the Akashi Zaibatsu.

When Seijuro entered the house, he saw Masashi sitting on the sofa in the living room and flipping through novels. He paused for a moment, with a strange expression on his face, as if he had never seen his father reading in the living room.He was probably waiting for him.They had never met in any part of the house, except for dinner, during the year that they could remember.

"Dad, I'm back." In private, he never changed his address to his father.

"Well, go get ready."

"……Yes."

Seijuro was in no hurry to ask Masashi why he picked him up, who he was attending the concert with, where it was, what band it was... In fact, the questions came one after another, but he lost interest in asking.

The conversation between father and son has long since lost its meaning, along with his freedom and private space.This so-called "home" is just a breeding farm for him to eat, sleep, and learn various skills.

He quickly changed into a casual suit made by a famous artist, and elegantly supported the carved mahogany handle to go downstairs. From this angle, he could see Masashi staring at the screen of his mobile phone with his head down. The face of a man.

Seijuro understood, when he hid in his room and secretly looked at Xunli's old photos, he would show exactly the same expression, but he carefully concealed the sadness soaked in memories.

He sympathized with his father in vain, but was startled by his own thoughts a few seconds later.His father is a god-like big man whom he has never been able to catch up with, and the strong - usually has no weakness.

Even if there was, he'd make it go away.

As Seijuro is now, he is indestructible without his mother, and nothing can destroy his spiritual world anymore (however something in the future that changes his life proves him wrong).

"Let's go."

Masashi quickly spotted Seijuro who had changed his clothes, looked at him expressionlessly, turned around and walked out the door first.

Seijuro was used to his indifferent attitude, and nodded to Butler Shikawa.

"Young master——" For some unknown reason, Steward Shikawa stopped Seijuro when Masashi just left the house.

"?"

"I also heard from hearsay... This concert will have many people from the company participating." Although he said it very cryptically, Seijuro heard that there was something in his words.

Seijuro has heard about the large transfer of personnel within the Akashi Zaibatsu, but it is not as easy to achieve as it appears on the surface, especially many executives in the parent company were mixed with Akashi Nanami at first, and they are all pivotal in supporting the company character of.

He also learned that Xunli's personal maid, Katase, was also from Akashi Nanami's place, and she was fired for some reason.Maybe it was because Masashi didn't trust his mother.

The struggle in his own family is relatively more complicated than the open and secret fights outside. Seijuro is very glad that he is the only son.

"Oh."

"What's more..." His tone was clearly hesitant, "Master Yashi...seems to be getting very close to a certain lady named Jin Jing recently."

Seijuro tried his best to look nonchalant, but he failed.He remembered Jin Jing, and the encounter he had encountered in elementary school made him realize that Xun Li and her were very different.

He didn't dare to imagine any friction between his father and her.He also absolutely does not allow...

At that moment, his anger almost overwhelmed his rationality.Seijuro recovered from Shikawa's shout, and nodded again in understanding.

Now he does not have real power in his hands, and he dare not act rashly until he finds out the bottom of Jinjing and Masashi's true thoughts.But Seijuro's firm stand remains unchanged, Xunli is by no means a substitute for any woman.

The author has something to say: ※Don't ask me why my writing style has changed.Changed the style to [Main Drama] Don’t worry, this article probably won’t be V (the editor said that there are too few plots involved in Wangwang.. but I mainly want to write Xiaozheng = dish =)

Finished the comics from the Teiguang period, it was too cruel... The former teammates ended up going the other way =A=

Also, I couldn't find the name of the Teiko basketball team supervisor + coach, so I just made it up.If so, please let us know.

※Suddenly fell in love with the ice room big brother w (actually he was the first character I met before I really came into contact with the black basket). I really want to write his fan when I have the opportunity!

Unknowingly set Vulcan as a "little angel" attribute [Hidden face] It's obviously a good one, why do you all let him attack!

※It's only the third week of school, and half of my life is already lost. OTZ is studying all the time. What's going on with the mid-term exam at the end of September!