Double AS

"North Carolina prefers you and Vulcan, so they set out the conditions and choose whoever can accept it."

That's what the supervisor told him at the time.

It was winter vacation at that time, and the whole gymnasium was quiet.

North Carolina's scout Blue asked him to talk here through Harasawa.

Qingfeng turned his head, and a black man in a suit who was as tall as Ziyuan in the auditorium on the second floor of Tonghuang Gymnasium raised his hand towards him.Qingfeng can't understand English, and the other party can't speak Japanese, so he can only rely on supervisor Yuan Ze to serve as a bridge.

"─Four years. Cannot participate in the NBA draft. Until graduation."

Hara Zekerd translated the other party's conditions.

It is not surprising that the North Carolina General Assembly issued such a condition. Who can accept that the players who have been trained with great difficulty will go to the NBA one by one after they reach the draft age of 19; you know, once they enter the NBA If you sign a contract, you are a professional player, and you will immediately lose your eligibility to participate in the college league, that is, the NCAA basketball game.That's why the University of North Carolina imposes such strict conditions on the recommended student players.

Aomine looked at the scouts and stayed like that for a minute.

Then turned and walked away.

"Ah... don't... it hurts, it hurts... I can't do it... let me go~" As soon as I entered the ward, I heard Kise Ryota's crying and moaning before even opening the door .

Qingfeng pushed open the door expressionlessly.

"Come here today, okay! I think I've reached my limit!"

"No!" It was Kise Ryota's mother, Kise Asako, who was also a nurse at the hospital, who interrupted him decisively.

She is forcing her son into rehabilitation -- lifting his leg five centimeters off the bed.Then keep it like this for 1 minute.

"Isn't that the way to go?! Xiaoliang, you are really useless!" Asako Kise shook his head in pain, as if lamenting that his son was not as good as the 80-year-old grandfather who had surgery for arthritis in the next ward; hold it, and pressed it down neatly on the knee wrapped in thick gauze──

──Screams resounded through the ward.

"Xiao Qingfeng, save me!" Lying on the bed, crying with snot and tears was the former supermodel Kise Ryota.He saw him as if he saw a savior.

He was wearing a patient gown with green patterns on a white background. Except for the thick gauze wrapping around his right leg and knee, he looked at his face and screamed so loudly.

"It seems that the recovery is good." Aomine Daiki gloated, and then unloaded all the big and small bags of Kise's hospital use; damn, it's only been a week in the hospital, it's like a big move!That guy Kise saw that he must be the one doing the hard work, right?

"Hello, Auntie~" and greeted Asako Kise who was pressing her son's knee again and again.

"Auntie put on a nurse's uniform and really killed a lot of high school girls. It's overturned." She also brazenly fawned.

"I hate it~~ Xiao Qingfeng is so good at talking~ Don't tell the truth even though it is true~~ I'm so shy that I was praised by a boy in high school~~" Mazi's mother was so shy.She covered her face shyly with one hand, and then patted her son's knee with the other heavily.

"──Mom!" Kise screamed.

"Since Xiaoqingfeng has come~ I will leave the rest to you──Hold Xiaoliang down for me, no matter how much he cries or howls, he can't let him go~ I still have several beds for patients Patrol~" Mazi Mazi jumped away like a bird after she finished speaking.Still humming.

It seemed that being praised by her younger brother, a young high school student, really made her very happy.

Aomine walked to Kise's bedside.

"It looks terrible, Ryo──"

He looked at Huang Lai who was lying on the bed; his blond hair was wet and scattered softly on the pillow, and there were really traces of crying on his face, and his whole face was flushed.Looks like a really fatal rehab.

"I'm just like a newborn Bambi...not to mention walking, I can't even stand up." Kise couldn't help complaining loudly, "The operation time is only an hour, and there is only half-body anesthesia── I was forced to see a doctor cut my thigh and knee open with a knife, it was mental abuse!"

Although he was so frightened that he asked for general anesthesia, the doctor just shook his head: "It was only prescribed for an hour, what kind of general anesthesia is it? Are you a man?" He refused him cruelly.

"Xiaoqingfeng, what are you laughing at! You don't understand at all! That feeling is super scary! I really feel the knife turning over and over in my leg!" He was really about to cry at that time, and then the doctor I lamented that a boy who was about to enter 190 was so timid, so I had to start chatting with him to divert attention.Otherwise, if he really cried out, everyone would be troubled.

"And then the doctor kept asking me if I could sign for his daughter—"

"Damn it, you can meet fans even after surgery?" You just barely spit out the tea.

"No~" Kise shook his head vigorously, "It's yours──" Then he handed the signed copy and the signature pen by the bed to Aomine.

"The signature of "Best MVP Player of the Year, Aomine Daiki"," said Kise.His expression is serious.

"In my heart, Xiao Qingfeng will always be the strongest──" and has always been his goal.

"Nonsense," Qingfeng picked up the signature plate and hit him on the head.But the corner of his mouth is smiling.He pulled out the signature pen and scribbled on the signature plate. "Oh my god—I really admire myself. Tell that guy to keep it well, it will be worth millions in a few years." Then he rudely stuffed the signed copy back to Kise.

"Ah... so ugly." Kise said mercilessly.Qingfeng's handwriting was already crooked enough, but it was even more incomprehensible when he signed it.

Qingfeng slapped him directly. "It will be worth tens of millions in the future." Very confident.

Aomine looked at him confidently, and so did Kise.He truly believes that Qingfeng will be able to shine on the court one day.

then……

"That...Xiao Qingfeng..." Kise twisted his body uneasily.He blushed, hesitant to speak.

"what?"

"Um...can you...carry me..." He covered his face with his hands, his voice was so thin that it was almost inaudible.

"Huh? I didn't hear what you said."

"──It's the toilet! The toilet!" The former supermodel Kise Ryota finally collapsed, his face flushed and he collapsed and shouted.

"I haven't been to the bathroom in ten hours! I'm at my limit!" Even if you're so ashamed that you want to bang your head against the wall and die, your biological needs still trump everything else!

It was hard for him to wait for Xiao Qingfeng to come!He can't hold it anymore!

"Isn't your mother here?"

"Are you kidding me! That's too embarrassing!" Kise Ryota yelled furiously.

And he didn't want another catheter inserted!The night after the surgery is a nightmare even thinking about it now!Not to mention dignity, even the most basic self-esteem of a human being has been shattered!And it hurts so much!Even after the wound anesthesia wears off, the pain is not so painful!What's more damning is that he will come back to change his left foot a month later!

"──Come on!"

His voice was choked up.

"Okay, don't make noise! ​​Call me a caregiver as soon as you come here." Although he complained like this, he rolled up his sleeves and hugged Kise.

A few days later, it will be about seven days before the six-year contract between Kise Ryota and Mankyo Office expires.

Nakatani Miyuki finally entered the office on the top floor of the firm.

"What about the contract?"

Slowly smoking a cigarette, Wan Yu Dajie asked with folded hands.

"I brought it here."

Miyuki picked up the document bag under her arm, pulled out the renewal contract inside, and respectfully pushed it in front of the president.

"...Are you kidding me?" Frowning slightly, she looked up at Nakatani Miyuki in confusion and annoyance.One of his most capable agents.

When I asked her a few days ago, she replied with a serious face that everything was done.

"No, I've never joked. President, you know this better than anyone else."

Wearing a dark suit, Nakatani Miyuki straightened her back, standing as straight as a sword.

──The renewal form is blank.No one's signature.

"...Where is Ryota?" The president asked calmly, throwing the blank contract renewal letter aside.

"His feet are not in good condition and he is recuperating."

"Is it so serious that you can't even walk?" It's not that there have been models in the agency who have injured their ligaments, and they can return to work after a few days of rest; being a model is not being an athlete.

"I suggested that he undergo surgery for reconstruction. The full recovery period will take about two years." Serious as usual, as if what she said was taken for granted.

Wan Yu Dajie finally slowly widened his eyes.

"You haven't discussed this kind of thing with the agency at all?! Don't tell me that you don't know that this kind of thing needs to be reported──The body of the artist is the asset of the agency! All matters that are related to the work must be reported. Let’s discuss it here first.”

This means that in the next two years, that kid will be a half-cripple who is not good at acting!Who wants a model who can't even walk!

"According to my years of sports knowledge and experience, the broken ligament can indeed resume normal activities after a while without reconstruction, but the sequelae in the future will increase greatly──this is due to the professionalism of my agent, I think this is The best consideration is for my artist." Miyuki continued to speak expressionlessly.

"So you're putting the firm's interests behind you?"

Wan Yu Dajie took off his glasses—the two eyes met.

"From the beginning, you didn't want him to renew the contract, did you... You wanted him out of our hands, didn't you, Miyuki."

"There are people who can replace Ryota."

"indeed."

"And you've succeeded too—except for our firm, no one will consider signing him in the short term. Ryota's image has been completely damaged." The news to the reporter forced Kise to grab him in front of the camera. The violent confrontation trick is really too effective.Miyuki said with a blank face.

"yes."

Wan Yu Dajie smiled.

He left his seat and walked slowly to Miyuki.

"That's what I thought from the very beginning——if it works, I can get someone cheap; if it doesn't work, then I understand what you really think in your heart." He slowly, word by word, elegantly and slowly talking.

One way or the other, he's on the winning side.

All are always winners.

Looking at Miyuki's expression that remained unchanged, her gaze had been staring straight ahead from the beginning to the end, and had never changed.

He shook his head and couldn't help sighing.

"You succeeded. I really don't want to spend any more effort to entangle with a half-disabled model with a broken image. No one wants him anyway. But... everything you are doing now violates the status of an employee. Responsibility to the firm──I originally thought that your ambition would make you make the right choice."

He took another look at the capable general in front of him—a trump card that had followed him for more than ten years.

"Your age can't let you do it again, you ruined your own life with your own hands."

He walked past Nakatani Miyuki.Whispered.

"I'll see you in court, Miyuki."