[Black basket] Beep!You foul!

The Teiko Middle School basketball team, members of the non-miracle generation, said they had never been so frightened.

Heizi, what's wrong with you?It's our fault for not seeing you, shall we apologize, don't let that plague god poke our spines with his eyes?

Also feeling this way at this time is the hard-working coach of the Diguang team.

What do the bear kids think now?Although it is true that they are very powerful, he is a coach after all!It's the elders!

Heizi was sitting on the bench, not knowing what he was thinking. The big towel was directly covering Heizi's head. If he hadn't been squatting in front of Heizi, he wouldn't have seen Heizi's expression at all.

Qingfeng breathed out on the railing behind him.

"Mr. Qingfeng."

"What?"

"Actually, our Diguang basketball team is not very good, right."

"I don't know what happened to the Diguang basketball team, but if I play, the situation may be different."

"..."

"Look, the score hasn't been drawn yet. The opponent is really tough. At least in Japan, we don't have such an opponent yet." When Qingfeng said this, his expression was very yearning.

"..." Heizi still didn't answer.

Qingfeng patted the shoulder of the person sitting next to Heizi, and asked him to move his butt to make room for himself.

"What are you thinking, Tetsuya." Qingfeng lowered his body and put his head in front of Heizi, and was stunned after seeing Heizi's expression: "What's wrong with you, if you are unhappy, just say yes gone."

"...There's nothing to be unhappy about," Heizi took away the towel on his head, and parted his mouth, "Wait a minute, it would be great if Qingfeng-kun can play."

"According to Akashi's temper, I will probably have to sit in this position for today's game." Aomine patted the bench under his buttocks when he said this, looking quite optimistic.

But at this time, Shi Haichuan's forehead was full of sweat. After the first timeout in the second quarter, the rhythm of the players on both sides continued to accelerate.

It should also be the faster pace, which made the players on both sides feel restless.

You must know that Shi Haichuan is the only referee. The difference from the two whistle blowers in regular games is that Shi Haichuan alone has a lot of visual blind spots.Everyone present was well aware of this.

but……

Well, these teenagers are excited after their blood is accelerated, and they tend to forget the known conditions that they clearly know.

"Referee! He pushed me, didn't you see it!" Ming Jian pointed at Zi Yuan and shouted at Shi Haichuan.

Shi Haichuan said that he did not see it just now.

Seeing that Shi Haichuan didn't respond, Ming Jian muttered twice, and ran to his place.

Ah Fei patted his center forward on the back: "Calm down, the second quarter has just begun."

After that, they fought back and forth a few times, and the ball was returned to the hands of sportsmen.

A Fei guides the ball to Pu Shengming, Xiao Pu guides it back when he sees that there is no chance, A Fei makes a fake move, and the ball goes to the inside line Ming Jian again.

Mingjian held Ziyuan down with his arm. The previous duels had minimized Mingjian's fear of the opponent's height, so he made a layup without fear.

However, during the layup, Ming Jian clearly felt that his hand was hit, but fortunately, although this impact affected Ming Jian's shot, the basketball was a steel wire that walked on the basket for a long time. Finally fell in obediently.

But the quick feeling of scoring a goal can't relieve the pain in Mingjian's hand!

"Referee! It's been several times. Didn't you see his thugs!" Ming Jian angrily bumped his shoulder against Zi Yuan who was defending beside him.

Zi Yuan rubbed the place where she was hit and did not move, looking at Ming Jian who was half a head shorter than herself.

And he is very clear that his actions just now are in a place that Shi Haichuan can't see,

As I said before, Shi Haichuan alone has too many blind spots, and the skills of the two sides did not feel much different in the first quarter. Compared with A Fei and the others, the brats on Diguang's side are more delicate. More, or in other words, better observation skills.

That stupid big guy has noticed the referee's blind spot, Ming Jian, you haven't noticed it yet, is it because your IQ is not enough!

A Fei, who has a clearer mind than the client, only complained weakly.

"Ming Jian, apologize to the referee immediately!"

"You saw it yourself, hooligans! Thugs!"

"The referee has his own judgment, do you need to give me pointers! Ah?"

A Fei trotted to Xi Mingjian's side. When he was not tall enough, he directly made up for it with his jumping ability. The small A Fei directly put his hand on the back of Ming Jian's head, lowered the other's head, and said something next to the other's ear.

... This is not light.

Shi Haichuan rubbed the back of his neck, feeling a little pain.

Ah Fei seemed to calm down Ming Jian, and randomly dragged the reluctant Ming Jian to Shi Haichuan.

The reluctant child looked proud, and A Fei kicked him up and lowered his body to bow to Shi Haichuan.

"I'm sorry, he was a little excited, and such a thing will never happen again." A Fei said.

Shi Haichuan's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "This is not an example."

If it was my past, if the opponent fouled and the referee did not act, the referee would probably scold him too.

It's really good that A Fei can do this.

Sitting in the rest area, Director Zhang looked at Shi Haichuan with a troubled expression.

... Don't you know that the actions of these little devils are all because of you back then?

Of course, this is the dark history of Zhang Dao's coaching career.It's better not to mention this kind of thing.

Probably because he really thought of that year, Zhang Zhilong took out the smoke and started to puff it up.

A child who was a member of the study team was sitting next to Zhang Zhilong, waved the cigarette away, and coughed a few times.

Seeing that the score is still so flat, and seeing the conflict between Ming Jian and Shi Haichuan, the kid couldn't help asking: "Aren't you worried about A Fei and the others, Director Zhang?"

"What are you worried about? If you are worried, you can go up and fight yourself." Director Zhang took a puff of smoke and said with a hey hey smile.

"How can I compare with Ah Fei and the others, they are the main force."

"Then don't talk too much nonsense. Those who played the game are not in a hurry. Why are you in a hurry?"

"...I just saw the captain come to prepare for the activities."

"You brat's hands itch when he sees the game. It would be fun if he didn't get into high school." Zhang Zhilong laughed again, "But it shouldn't matter if it's only half a game."

Shi Haichuan wiped off the beads of sweat that had obstructed his vision.

Now it's the autumn tiger's weather, which is hotter than the summer in Japan.

Those who can feel this more intuitively are the children of Teiguang Xiong who are running on the field.

The hot weather made it impossible for them to restrain their tempers.

Kise received a pass from a partner who didn't cooperate very much. The rough touch made Kise frowned, but then he was ready to break through.

Kise stared straight at Arrow, hoping to guess the opponent's movements from the opponent's eyes.

"Kise! Give me the ball!" Midorima clapped his hands to confirm Kise's position, shaking around the perimeter of the three-point line to ask for the ball.

Kise glanced in Midorima's direction, and then thought about making a fake move to the left.

Ah Jian's reaction was quick, and he was good at turning around quickly. He took a step back and directly returned to Huang Lai's front.

"Ah Jian, block it!" Ming Jian's height advantage had already discovered that someone with red hair was already standing in the foreground position of Huang Lai.

Akashi blocked Ah Arrow's steps, and successfully blocked Li Shuzheng's sight, preventing him from seeing Midorima.

"Kise, pass the ball to Midorima," Akashi ordered.

"Why!" Kise retorted, he had already stepped forward and dunked the ball directly into the basket.

Ming Jian was blocked by the big man, even the chance to jump was rejected.

"Kise!" Akashi yelled, glaring at him.

Kise proudly swayed on the rim before falling to the ground, not because he was afraid of Akashi's face: "I can also score with the ball. Why did you give Xiaoluma alone?"

"As I said before, what I can get is three points, but what you get is two points. We need points." Midorima also came over, pushed his eyes, and muttered: "This is the same as the fortune I mentioned this morning. Not at all."

Shi Haichuan blew the whistle for Gamoming to serve.

The sound made Diguang's trio react suddenly.

"What are you talking about, defend!" Akashi did not forget to add to Kise: "If we want to increase the score now, it is safest to give Midorima."

Akashi's voice was not soft, and Kuroko sitting in the rest area could also hear it.

Heizi looked up at the scoreboard.

42:44

For the time being, Diguang is ahead.

But now it is still the right to the ball in sports. If it has been going back and forth like this all the time, it will never be possible to win or lose.

"Mr. Qingfeng, what are you doing?" Heizi noticed that the people beside him stood up.

Aomine shook his own neck, and said, "I'll do warm-ups, and let Akashi give me a chance to play in the second half."

Heizi's eyes lit up: "Didn't you say that Akashi-kun would not agree?"

"Before was before, now is now." Qingfeng pointed in the opponent's direction: "Look, the opponent still has cards that he hasn't played yet."

"You mean, the person who just came here before?" Heizi asked suspiciously, because he wasn't even wearing sportswear, so Heizi didn't pay attention to him either.

Qingfeng pressed his legs, relaxed his arms, and said, "It's him, the aura of that person is different from those on the court." Probably seeing Heizi's strange expression, Qingfeng added: " I can feel that he and I are the same kind of people.”

"Then wait a minute, Akashi-kun..." Kuroko was still worried about what Akashi said before, and according to the fact that he was the only one in the world on the day of the second illness, he would really say that he would not let Aomine play.

Qingfeng snorted and said, "I'll agree to whatever he says, I just want to fight against stronger people."

Heizi curled the corners of his mouth, and began to do some preparatory activities. After 10 minutes of sitting quietly, his body became a little stiff.

There is still one minute left in the second quarter, and the rhythm between the two teams has become even faster.

The boys who hadn't played for a long time couldn't adapt to such a fast-paced game. Halfway through the second quarter, they were already panting. In addition, they didn't do any preparatory activities before the game.

"Beep!" Without anyone requesting a timeout, Shi Haichuan blew the timeout whistle and signaled Fatty Naito to stop the timer with his eyes.

"Does it matter?" Shi Haichuan walked over and pinched the opponent's thigh, trying to get the boy to straighten his thigh.

"It hurts!" The boy hugged his knee, his whole face wrinkled together.

The boy dominated by the pain had no idea what Shi Haichuan wanted to do, but felt that Shi Haichuan's movements made him more painful.

So he kicked with his uninjured foot.

Shi Haichuan wiped his sweat.

... Sure enough, the child's mind is hard to guess now.

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