[Liuhua Tongren] I really want to say I love you loudly

Lying on the tatami, Sakuragi stared at the old ceiling gradually shrouded in the morning light, sleepless all night.

There is Yohei taking care of the house, so it doesn't have that strange feeling of being uninhabited for a long time.

After waiting patiently for three months and lying on the familiar tatami again, Sakuragi felt an indescribable excitement and anticipation surging in his heart.

As long as he waits for a few more hours, he can step on the basketball court again without any scruples, hold the orange sphere in his hands again, start the flying experience again, and prove to the world again that he is the basketball genius Hanamichi Sakuragi !

His body trembled slightly due to excitement, Sakuragi sat up abruptly, and the back pain that had troubled him for more than two months did not strike again.The frowning eyebrows suddenly stretched out, Sakuragi clenched her fists, and a handsome smile bloomed in the morning light that had not yet fully unfolded.

He is fine!Perfect!Don't worry about what's there or what's not!

No sleepiness at all, Sakuragi jumped up, regardless of the still dark sky, rushed out the door with only a cavity of blood.

"48, 49,50, 51! Ah, no, come again! [-]!..." On the small court, an energetic voice was louder than ever.

The sun is rising from the horizon bit by bit, and Sakuragi's tall body of nearly 190 cm is outlined in a dazzling golden border.The boy's sweat flew in the morning air along with the straight golden light, depicting the most shining youth.

"100!" The standard almost perfect movement came to an end in Sakuragi's clear voice, the orange sphere drew a beautiful parabola upwards, and then fell steadily into the basket with only one iron ring left inside.With both feet on the concrete floor again, Sakuragi let out a low growl of satisfaction as if entertaining himself, then laughed and said to himself: "Ahahaha! I am indeed a genius!"

Big idiot……

Standing outside the railing of the stadium, Rukawa who had just been attracted just now couldn't help but completely dismissed his previous thoughts when he heard these words.

"Ah! Bastard Rukawa Kaede! You're spying on this genius!" At this moment, Sakuragi's angry voice suddenly rang out, and he found him.

Quickly ran from under the basket to the fence, Sakuragi pointed at Rukawa with an unhappy expression on his face.

Spinning the basketball with his index finger, Rukawa squinted his long and narrow black eyes, stared at Sakuragi for a long time, and finally uttered a cold sentence: "I'm looking at it openly."

"Hmph! It's okay even if you peek at Bengen's shooting basket! Because you will never surpass this genius! Wahahaha!" Pointing to Rukawa outside the fence, he laughed wildly. Always brighter.

It seemed that the flickering around his body was really a flash of genius.

Consciousness became a little bit erratic, and Rukawa looked at Sakuragi's black eyes with a cool gleam, even he didn't notice it.

"Hey! Are you dissatisfied?! Why are you staring at me like this?!" Frowning her resolute eyebrows, Sakuragi muttered loudly.

"No, it's nothing..." After speaking, Rukawa stopped what he was doing, clamped the basketball under his arm, turned to the side, but did not move, but said coldly after a short silence: "Yes Not interested in 1on1?"

"Huh? Did you, fox, have a fever today?"

"..." Hearing Sakuragi's question without thinking, Rukawa froze for a moment, turned to him expressionlessly and said, "You, you are really a big idiot..."

Although the black-haired boy said he was calm and calm on the surface, only he knew that his heart had long been agitated beyond recognition, and it was no longer what it used to be.

He actually took the initiative to ask for 1on1 with Sakuragi, it must be the wrong way for him to get up today...

Since when did he become so impulsive and emotional?

Is it because of the glory shining on Sakuragi, or because of his heart that gradually began to sink into the glory...

The result of 1on1 can be imagined, the difference is that Sakuragi made Rukawa feel the clear and definite pressure.

Yes, enormous pressure.

There are two teenagers panting heavily or quickly in the small court. The sun is projected from the bushes behind the basket, forming crossed and staggered shadows under the two of them, and the star that combines the sweat and dreams of the teenagers The basketball happened to roll into the middle of the black shadow. It looked a bit weird, but it was very harmonious.

"Hello..." The cold voice disturbed the sunshine all over the place, with a constant coldness and alienation.Rukawa looked at Sakuragi, but he never continued the topic.

What should he say?

Or, how should I continue talking...

Although he had already admitted in his heart that Sakuragi was an enemy and friend, but now, when he really faced him, the words that had been accumulated for a long time and almost broke his body became the biggest challenge he faced at this moment. problem.

"Hesitating is not like your bastard fox's style!" Amber eyes narrowed slightly, Sakuragi stared at Rukawa and yelled carelessly, then stood up, picked up the basketball that had been worn off the skin, and hit it Yawned and turned to leave.

"All in all, I'm back today! Rukawa Kaede, your days of showing off are over!" With his back to Rukawa who was still sitting on the concrete floor, Sakuragi roared as he walked, like an oath, like a challenge, like... a promise.

What an odd arrangement.

It wasn't until many years later that Rukawa suddenly realized that the most insensitive person was not Hanamichi Sakuragi, but him...in the past, and now.

Agreed, let's just think so.

Throwing a three-pointer, Rukawa thought to himself.

Meifeng frowned, and the basketball fell into the hoop without the net.

How could he have such an idea... Really, there is no logic.

It was more than November when I returned to the Shonhoku basketball team. Although the cool autumn air had already coated the entire Kanagawa Prefectural Shonhoku High School with a touch of gold, it did not affect the vigorous training momentum of the basketball team.One of the reasons, of course, is the return of geniuses.

As for the second reason, it is of course the upcoming All Japan High School Winter Selection Contest on December 27th.

Although Xiangbei lost to Aihe in the summer national competition, it does not mean that they cannot be a seeded team.

Yes, different from previous years, this young team defeated the national overlord Shanwang Gonggao, and used their absolute strength and technology to prove to the national audience their value as bright as a diamond star, and thus attracted people such as the deep Sports University, Japan Sports University and other institutions of higher learning that have gathered the top sports talents in the country have attracted attention.

In the current basketball hall of Xiangbei University, there is a lot of voices.

"Hey, Xiaosan, Xiaosan..." Sakuragi, who was dribbling, suddenly stopped beside Mitsui, put his hand to his mouth and whispered the name of the person behind him, with a look of vigilance.

"What? Why are you so sneaky!" Mitsui turned around with the basketball in his hands, looked at Sakuragi, and frowned in confusion.

"Slow down!" Waving his arms vigorously, Sakuragi's speech speed suddenly became extremely fast, and his expression became more tense.He kept making soft "shh" at Mitsui, then pulled him towards him, and said in a low voice, "Who are those prehistoric ape-men? Ah! Could it be that you..."

"Bastard!" With a roar, he hit a bag of smoke billowing on Sakuragi's head, and Mitsui was furious. "Listen, the one on the left is coach Maeda from Fukasaki University, and the one on the right who looks similar to coach Anzai is coach Yamamoto."

"Oh..." Staring at the old man who was one tall and one short, one fat and one thin, Sakuragi opened his eyes wide and then narrowed them again.

"Could it be that Dad is going to resign?!"

"You bastard!" Mitsui raised his forehead.

"You two! You are still practicing!"

The roar of the new captain, Miyagi, slammed at the two of them, but it did not draw their attention away from the two old men who were standing with Coach Anzai outside the court.

Only Mitsui murmured in a low voice: "Miyagi, after becoming the captain, he has become more and more rude to me as a senior..."

On the other hand, Sakuragi just stared at the three old men standing in a triangle without blinking. After staring at the three coaches for a long while, there was a little light in his amber eyes that was moving at a fast speed. blink up.

But just when he showed a smirk, there was a sudden tremor of the basket mixed with exclamations from all around, and he knew it without following the sound.

Such restlessness must have been created by that bastard, cunning and showy fox Rukawa Feng with a paralyzed face!

Must be to get the attention of those two mascot trainers! !

That bastard!Egg!fox!raccoon!

Furiously rushing forward for no reason, Sakuragi snatched the basketball from under Mitsui's arm with an angry snort, and then quickly ran to beyond the three-point line, jumping high amidst screams of exclamation!

Watch it!

You stupid fellows!

This genius Yingmu Huadao is called a slam dunk!

Polish the eyes of you mortals for this genius to take a good look at! !

"Sakuragi!"

The familiar exclamation made the red-haired boy's right ear dilate several times in an instant, followed by a loud "bang", the genius Sakuragi Hanamichi's first earth-shattering slam dunk after returning to the team was drawn in the curling blue smoke on his forehead The perfect rest also allowed the coaches from the two universities to know such a man who would shake up the Japanese men's basketball world and even the NBA in the future-Sakuragi Hanamichi.

"Cut..." Snorted coldly past Sakuragi, who was gnashing his teeth and fell to the ground, Rukawa, who was wearing a violet sports sweater, glanced down coldly, and stretched out a hand to him after a while, but He just picked up the basketball that had bounced off his leg.

"Ah! You bastard! Xiaoliang! Look at this bastard! He has no sense of teammates at all!!!"

Turning around decisively, ignoring Sakuragi's protest, Miyagi raised his forehead.

The leader, especially the leader of this group of problem children, is really not that easy to be.

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