[Comprehensive] Funny than a miracle!

[Sorry... Heizi, we lost the game. 】

When Kuroko Tetsuya received a text message from Ogihara, his head buzzed.

He read this short text message for several minutes, and then slowly typed [It's okay, we can compete next time] on the phone, but he typed the Chinese characters wrong after pressing several times on the keyboard.

He took a deep breath, then calmed down, and typed word by word on the screen.

【It's ok. 】

It was this peer who brought him into the field of basketball.When he first entered Teiko, he was just an unknown person. At that time, Ogiwara's encouragement was the only comfort he could receive.

Practicing alone in the basketball hall, he is also an unknown existence in the armed forces...Those days when I think about it now, I feel so lonely that I feel unbelievably lonely. Ogiwara's text messages have always been the driving force for him to move forward.

[We can... next time——]

"Zhe Ye, it's time to enter."

Akashi's voice rang from behind Kuroko, and Kuroko immediately closed the phone, turned his head and nodded to Akashi.

"Okay, Akashi-kun."

National Middle School Basketball Tournament, final.

The strong light of countless magnesium lamps hit the faces of the teenagers, and Heizi stretched out his hand to slightly block the light, and then saw the expression of his partner, Aomine Daiki, in the strong backlight.

He didn't smile, or even show any other expression.The whole person seemed to be wandering outside the arena, looking at the auditorium in the distance with his eyes wandering, and his mouth was tightly pursed, as if he had fallen into his own world.

——Because it’s really too strong, there’s no way I can work hard, I can’t catch up.

In the last game, the opponent's team member said this to Qingfeng, with a hint of jealousy and a helpless wry smile on his face.

[It's a pity that I can't meet you at the middle school competition. 】

"Mr. Qingfeng..." Heizi couldn't help calling Qingfeng back from his wandering thoughts, "It's about to start."

"……Um."

Qingfeng seemed to have heard Heizi's words, but he simply nodded his head, with no expression on his face.

【The next time we compete again... there will definitely be no problem. 】

Heizi didn't know why he felt a strong uneasiness, and this uneasiness made him do something he would never do normally—he reached out and grabbed Aomine's jersey.

The Aomine-kun who watched him practice with a smile, the Aomine-kun who encouraged him never to give up basketball, the Aomine-kun who was happy every time he played...

[Something has changed. 】

"Please—please take this game seriously."

Heizi didn't know that his tone was weak, almost like a request, but Qingfeng just remained silent for a while, and then stretched out his hand to press Heizi's head.

"Okay, Zhe. I'll be serious."

The whistle sounded "beep--" and the game started.

When recalling it later, Heizi only remembered that Qingfeng's back was indifferent and decisive.

The spotlight hit the teenagers from all angles, making them shine like stars.

[There is no shadow left. 】

"What happened to Ah Da recently..."

On the bench, Momoi frowned somewhat annoyed, and said something as if talking to himself.Yunfeng turned on the DV, turned his head and asked, "What did you say?"

"No, it's nothing... just want to complain about Qingfeng's playing posture - too casual bad review!"

"..." This half-baked Yunfeng didn't seem to be casual, he just felt that Qingfeng's expression was a bit wrong, but after a few minutes, the referee gave Qingfeng an offensive foul, and his expression changed slightly changed.

He turned his head to look at Akashi sitting on the bench, trying to read the emotion on his face - and he failed.Yunfeng went to visit Momoi again, and found that she had a resentful look on her face: "Ah Da, you idiot! The other party is obviously trying to induce him to foul!! If you are so obedient, jump into the other party's circle!!"

... Who is Ada ==

"So is it all right? This time, the opponent seems to be a bit of a stumbling block."

After watching it for a while, Yunfeng also understood what kind of skill "inducing foul" is - there is a pair of twins in the opponent's camp, and every time they control the ball, they always use various fake moves to induce Diguang's players to make suspicious moves. The action, but this time the referee is very strict, always blowing the whistle again and again, and Qingfeng is the leader-he was sentenced 3 times in the first half.

"Small means are not enough to fear."

At the halftime break, Akashi gave a cruel order without hesitation: "Just use the score to open the gap and prove our strength to them-and then achieve an absolute victory."

Kuroko wiped the sweat off his brow, and when he raised his head, he saw Akashi's expressionless face.

"understand!"

Yunfeng watched the teenagers play again immediately after a short break.I couldn't help asking: "Akashi, Aomine has already been sentenced three times, is it really okay to let him attack like this now?"

"Dahui will not be sent off by such a small trick-he is the power forward with the most points and cannot be sent off."

As Akashi said that, his eyes were as calm as water.

"..." Yun Feng, who always felt that something was wrong, didn't continue to ask.He feels that Akashi has been silent a lot in recent days, and even the atmosphere of the entire team has stagnated a lot. Murasakihara, who can usually bargain with Akashi, will obediently put down his snacks and go to training when he sees Akashi recently—it’s like the captain’s spiritual pressure. .

And it's Heizi's feeling that is completely different from that of Yunfeng who didn't play.

Aomine-kun is too strong.

The second half has become his own scoring field. Facing the opponent's temptation, he can always avoid fouls more dexterously - even without the help of others, from catching the ball to shooting in one go without hindrance !

[The existence of shadows is no longer needed. 】

Heizi was gasping for breath. He had no one to defend and no one to pass the ball. From the second half to the present, he only passed the ball on the field once—the rest of the time was all watching the players score independently, and the voices of the surrounding audience One wave was higher than the other, but instead of feeling his blood boiling, he actually felt his hands and feet start to get cold.

It's as if he no longer needs to be on the pitch.

Sweat dripped onto the wooden floor, the sound of sneakers rubbing against each other rang in my ears, and the basketball flew through the air, driving a small wind——

"Go in again!"

"How did that ball score! Why does it feel like you can score with any random shot!"

"Damn—that No. 6 is too strong!"

[I just think basketball is really boring. 】

[If you take it a little seriously, you won't be able to say it—so you can win if you deal with it casually, right? 】

When he talked with Qingfeng before, he said so, his face was numb.

Heizi was still in a trance, but a sharp and prolonged whistle brought him back to reality.

"The game is over! Diguang High School wins!"

Heizi looked up blankly, and then saw the prominent score on the scoreboard.

【ended? 】

【Next time...let's compete again, Heizi. 】

Kuroko stared blankly at Momoi and smiled and said to him, "Thank you everyone!" Akashi said flatly, "Everyone is doing well", Kise gasped and started laughing, Murasakibara muttered and started looking for something to eat , Midorima didn't even change his clothes and began to hug his piggy bank—and Aomine just simply "hmm", then turned around and went to change clothes.

"Don't Zhejun bump fists with Qingfeng? Isn't it a reserved event in every competition?"

Momoi reminded him with a smile, while Yunfeng just complained "Maybe I was too happy so I fell into my own world?".Heizi felt that the world around him was gradually blurring, and then he mechanically stretched out his hand in the direction of Qingfeng.

Qingfeng glanced at Heizi expressionlessly, and also extended his hand.

The two fists carried a cold wind in the air, and then staggered.

[No encounter. 】

"Eh... the first time," Momoi was a little surprised, "they cooperated very well before."

"..." Yunfeng seemed to sense something was wrong, carefully looked at Heizi's face, and then asked, "Heizi?"

"……fine."

Heizi answered with his head down, then pulled up his jersey and wiped the sweat off his face.

Why can't I feel happy after winning the game?

My heart seemed to be constricted, my throat was choked by something, and I felt as if I would cry if I spoke a little louder.

Seeing Heizi's silent expression, Yunfeng felt that the atmosphere was not right for some reason.However, it seemed that no one except him noticed something was wrong—everyone selectively ignored Heizi's obviously unhappy expression.

He felt that things were faintly going out of control.

"The Generation of Miracles?"

After hearing this description, Yunfeng was stunned for a while, then looked up at the girl in the class: "Who?"

"Isn't Yunfeng-jun very familiar with Zi Yuan of the basketball team? Haven't you even heard of this?"

The girl seemed very happy, seeing Yunfeng's confused face, she talked to him about science: "The so-called 'generation of miracles' refers to the name of the first team of our basketball team - because they are like miracles! Although Diguang's basketball has always been very good, but it is said that this year it is simply too strong to rival!"

Yunfeng imagined the rainbow team of the basketball team, wearing Diguang uniforms, standing in a row with a fierce face, and then walked towards the basketball hall like a catwalk, all around were screaming and reveling "Daddy, I am you" "Old fans" girls.But these crazy and cool boy papers didn't even look back, leaving only a group of fans shaking their faces excitedly after they passed by.

At this time, a row of subtitles with colorful holy lights appeared in the sky——The Generation of Miracles.

"puff."

"...Mr. Yunfeng, you must have imagined something strange =="

"No, no..." Yunfeng raised his hand to show his innocence, and then said seriously, "It's just... I feel a little ashamed of this title."

"...I can imagine what kind of shameful thing Yunfeng has imagined - the HOST department? [Serious face]"

"=皮=No!! Your brain is full of shameful things!"

In the third week, apart from the embarrassing confession at the beginning, I have not encountered any situation beyond the daily routine.

In the peaceful, everyday, and life-like San Zhoumu, there is not even a single monster, and everything is so quiet that it makes people lose their vigilance.

"Is it my illusion? You have been here more and more recently."

There is a cake shop under Yunfeng's house, and the cakes placed inside through the glass windows also exude a sweet atmosphere.And Ziyuan's hobby is to spend time at the entrance of the cake shop every day when he has nothing to do ==

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Yunfeng always feels that Ziyuan looks at the cake more and more every time - this makes him have to suspect that Ziyuan skipped basketball training and then ran out to be crazy about the cake [Hey]

"Hmm...it seems to have taken a lot of time..."

Atsushi Ziyuan turned into a complete squat Ziyuan, a guy with a height of two meters, stationed in front of other people's cake shops like a hill-it is simply a better advertisement than any notice board.But he didn't notice it yet, and when facing Yunfeng's question, his voice was still lazy: "It doesn't matter... Anyway, Xiao Qingzai hasn't gone to training for a long time~~"

Unable to hold back, Yunfeng squatted down, and then looked at the master stirring the cream in the glass window: "Akashi-san doesn't care? And don't put your face on the glass--is the boss scared if you don't see it!"

"Very hungry~~" Ziyuan suddenly turned his head and glanced at Yunfeng, the meaning in it was self-evident.

"...No way." Looking at his poor savings, Yun Feng decisively shook his head.

"……so annoying."

Luckily, Ziyuan didn't bother too much. He seemed to be bored and continued to paste his face on the glass, as if this would bring him closer to the cake: "I don't want to train every day~~Little Chizai has been moody recently The ~~ said for a while, 'Just make sure you win', and then dragged me to training...It's so annoying."

"...That, Murasakihara—"

"Anyway, as long as I win~~I'm much better than before~~"

"No, you'd better look back when you're talking =="

Yunfeng pulled Murasakibara's hair to tear his face off the glass, then looked up——

Akashi Seijuro stood in front of the cake shop, looking down at the two scumbags squatting in front of the shop.

Yunfeng wisely didn't stand up, and let the captain shoot Ziyuan from head to toe with a cold face.

"Dun, you actually learned to disobey my orders and sneak away."

Akashi's tone was very calm, but Yunfeng felt that a knife shot out of his eyes and then pierced straight into your heart-this powerful Reiatsu is really terrifying at the captain level! !

Unexpectedly, Murasakihara did not obediently admit his mistake and turn the page as before.

He raised his head, and for the first time in front of his captain, he showed undisguised, child-like annoyance.

"It's so annoying, little Chizi... Maybe you are not as strong as me now~~"

He narrowed his eyes, and his whole face sank.

"Be careful I'll crush you."