[Black Basket] It's not that easy

Lunch break.

Shi Shi glanced around, carefully took out the mobile phone hidden in the drawer, his eyeballs tirelessly looked down, and his fingertips quickly pressed on the small buttons.

Students are not allowed to bring communication devices with them on campus.

"Yeah, I found it, I found it."

There was a surge of excitement in my heart, and the world cheered a little. On the bright screen, the logo of a certain newspaper was watermarked on the lower left of the clear picture, and the nomination of "National High School Student Contest Overlord" was boldly and boldly stated on the title.

Team members with different expressions lined up neatly.

As Teiko's main candidate, interviews also happen from time to time. The teenagers are calm and composed, and their tall bodies can fill the photo frame, which seems to be a headache for the newspaper staff in charge of shooting.

Fortunately, these boys are all pretty good-looking, which makes the whole photo look very lively.

Shi Jie used both hands to enlarge the picture bit by bit, rubbing his fingertips lovingly.

She saw only him at first sight.

The blue and white team uniform is clean and tidy, and the buttons are meticulously buttoned on the top. He is standing in the first row, but not in the center of the photo. Together with Atsushi Murasakihara, he is at the bottom left of the team.

The giant boy is casually nibbling on a delicious bar, and he can be at the same height as the last row of players in the picture without the need for an auxiliary stool.

Under the shadow, a pair of different pupils looked at the camera calmly and profoundly, but the world still felt that the picture quality was not clear enough. The picture had been zoomed to the maximum, and she stared at it for a long time.

Ning Guang scratched the screen lightly with her fingertips, Shi Shi sighed a little, this feeling of not seeing each other for a long time weighed heavily on her heart.

After the sports festival, the basketball team officially participated in the national high school competition. The school even produced a promotional banner for the First Army, which was hung on the side of the teaching building with great fanfare.

Just waiting to change the word "advance wish" to "celebration".

After the couple CP competition, the picture of Akashi and the first-year school belle talking side by side reached the top of the forum.

No one knows the specifics of the conversation, but Akashi's words "it can't be done without her", as well as the indelible melancholy on his face, have become hot topics in the school recently.

In the end, Kise Ryota with a gray face stood up and begged everyone to spare him with clasped hands.

No matter what the truth is, the student council president's "infatuation" and the young model's face full of desperation, after all, let the topic stop in whispers.

What is even more unbelievable is that "theft" has become the theme in this semester's discipline management regulations. The students of the discipline team even put a lot of effort into the network circulation in the school, and never allow stolen items to be posted on the forum. circulation.

The world also inexplicably discovered that the situation of missing items around her has finally improved. There is no longer an eraser missing today, and an entire stationery bag missing tomorrow.

The girl's cheeks were bright red, and she put away the phone with a little satisfaction.

Now her mind is not in school at all, and there is always no way to match the class day and game time, so she can only sit in the classroom honestly.

The sound of "tick-tock" rain came from outside the window, sliding down the eaves and hitting the terrace.

The world turned her head to look outside, the rainy season came again, the sparse raindrops gradually became denser, and the rain curtain made everything hazy, with her arms resting on the table, she stared at the gray sky with her head sideways.

The damp moisture made his head dizzy, and his eyes gradually became empty, as if he wanted to find the long-awaited figure from the pattering autumn rain.

"Oh," she buried her head mournfully.

Why is this day so sad...

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Teiko's pre-match interview was exclusively reported by a well-known Tokyo newspaper.

For the convenience of the students, the staff waited outside the arena, and the well-organized question and answer went smoothly, and the filming ended in half an hour.

Different from the qualifiers, the schools that can participate in the official competition of the National High School are almost all well-known basketball giants. Di Guang was interviewed in the rest area outside the arena, and the people passing by only watched for a moment or cast glances for a moment.

Passionate, not inexplicable at all, they just want to win this legendary basketball giants middle school.

Akashi unbuttoned the top button meticulously, and his movements were a little slow. He thought about going back to the locker room to get the mobile phone in the sports bag.

Although today's match is over, Diguang's principle has always been not to underestimate the enemy, and the subsequent confrontation with other middle schools can also provide them with reference and learning value.

He stopped, with his back turned to him, Momoi was jumping, making noise to a figure who could no longer see clearly.

But she calmed down quickly, her gaffe in public made her look a little frustrated, Momoi turned around, and saw the red-haired boy standing sideways at a glance.

Akashi didn't speak for a while, looking calm.

"Let's go together, Momoi-san." He withdrew his gaze and continued walking towards the locker room. Momoi hesitated for a moment, and quickly followed behind him.

She didn't know how to express her feelings at the moment, when she was with Akashi before, it was a kind of gentle and powerful aura, but now, Momoi felt that she couldn't breathe more often.

Momoi thought for a while: "Akashi-kun, have you been in touch with the world recently? She really wants to come and see our game."

Akashi replied without delay, and said calmly: "It is more important to study with peace of mind."

Momoi couldn't help raising her eyebrows, but she heard that those students who stole the personal belongings of "Goddess Teiko" and auctioned them on the Teiko school website, what a sour end...

Momoi quickly calmed down, and then remembered that Akashi was walking in front, and couldn't see him at all.

She cleared her throat and wanted to say something for her friend. The pink-haired girl stroked her chin and began to think seriously.

Akashi stopped again, perhaps thinking of Momoi behind him, his speed was natural, allowing Momoi to react and stop in time.

Momoi raised her head, and the incandescent light above her head made her squint her eyes.

The staff of the museum allocated exclusive lounges to the schools that have competitions scheduled today, and Diguang, as a regular winner, has always had a fixed lounge.

The person leaning against the wall who seemed to have been waiting for a long time laughed: "It really makes people wait, Captain Akashi."

Akashi curled his lips, Momoi couldn't figure out the attitude of his captain, he didn't seem to be angry at the other party's provocation.

"I haven't had time to congratulate you, Huagong," he bowed his head in greeting: "Congratulations on successfully entering school."

According to Momoi's information, Hanamiya Makoto, as the former captain of the Kirisaki elementary school, has always been one of the focuses of her attention. caught everyone's eyes.

In such a short period of time, the position of the first-choice captain has almost been squeezed into his hands.

Momoi frowned, clenched his arms unconsciously, and the notebook was tightly dented in front of his chest.

Facing Akashi's greetings, Hanamiya just nodded indifferently as a thank you, he glanced at Momoi who was full of nervousness, and then returned his gaze to Akashi, his face was like a crown of jade, his honor and disgraceful eyes seemed to foreshadow everything unknown.

Hua Gong grinned silently, maybe it was innate, he always wanted to crush such people or things mercilessly and directly.

He thought about it, and took a step forward. The distance between the two boys was still not too far, but it made Momoi subconsciously feel tighter.

"Speaking of which, this year is already the last performance of the Generation of Miracles in the whole school," Hua Gong folded his hands in his pockets, he "tsk tsk" twice, tilted his head, and the slightly long hair on his forehead flicked, and said in a relaxed and authentic tone: "Speaking of which, next year, Diguang's pride will be disbanded."

"I'm sorry to bother you," Akashi said in a gentle voice, ignoring Hanamiya's provocation, "However, taking this opportunity, it might be a good choice for Kirisaki to make an effort."

Momoi glanced calmly at Miyama Kakashi, Akashi's meaning was very clear, next year's IH and Winter Cup are both the first trials after entering a high school in the Age of Miracles.

Even if the generations of miracles parted ways, it would be just as easy to crush the ants to death.

Hanamiya smiled, and it seemed that Akashi's bluntness was meaningless: "It's really sad. When Teiko is busy in high school, for next year's competition, we have spent all our energy, heart, and thought."

Hua Gong was wearing a school uniform and was carrying a uniform bag in his hand. It was a little strange to be able to appear on the field during school days. The incandescent lights above the three of them were inexplicably bright, and the dark aisle was in front of them. There is a bit of pale breath.

Hearing the ending with an accentuated tone, Momoi's heart skipped a beat.

Subconsciously, she raised her head slightly, and shifted her gaze to Akashi's upright back.

Many people look at Akashi and think that he is kind and kind by nature, well-bred and has a delicate and soft face. I don’t know how many people are willing to get close to him, but every time they can talk to him, they have to admit that this high-ranking Young Master, you can always make people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

Therefore, no one has ever been presumptuous and rude in front of Akashi, at least in her impression of Momoi Itsuki, no one has such guts.

However, today's Huagong's ambiguous words may not have any outstanding points at all.

But Momoi knew that the atmosphere was inexplicably cold under Akashi's silence.

Hanamiya smiled even more happily, he seemed quite satisfied, he paced and narrowed the distance between him and Akashi, Momoi saw him bend slightly to get closer, the two of them might be looking at each other fixedly.

In a place she couldn't see clearly, Hanamiya opened her mouth slowly, Akashi slowly tightened the corners of her lips, and her red eyes gradually became more intense.

He said, "You have to thank me, Kirisaki's sponsor, I recommended her without hesitation."

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Kirisaki Daiichi High School has always been a well-known school for young masters.

In Japan, where most colleges and universities are mainly private, many rich parents are willing to send their children to prestigious private colleges and universities, because in such colleges and universities, the environment and teachers are better than national ones, and, Students also tend to come from strong backgrounds and family ancestry.

This is how connections are built.

What Kirisaki attaches the most importance to is the recommendation from the upper class, which is also the most stringent assessment procedure in the entire school, so many students will not even have the opportunity to participate in an interview after passing the formal examination.

In fact, it stands to reason that Hua Gong, who is also a student, will not be taken seriously.

But Huagong can basically grasp the dominance of the basketball team in such a short time of enrollment, and as one of the "five generals without a championship", has the title of "evil boy", how can such a person be so simple.

Akashi furrowed his eyebrows indiscriminately. According to Momoi's information, Hanamiya Makoto won the first position in the basketball team when he was in junior high school, and the methods he used were not very good-looking.

It seems that Hua Gongzhen was a little disappointed because he couldn't see the other party's curiosity.

But the game is not over yet, Hua Gong smiled happily, his grievances with the Miracle Generation were far from as boring as outsiders said.

How fragile something strong and beautiful can be is the answer he has always been curious about.

Huagong really excitedly licked the tips of her teeth, as if this could temporarily suppress the toxins that couldn't wait to spew out.

He bites clearly, every word.

"How convenient the position of the student council president is, presumably Captain Akashi knows better than me."

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The world is strange.

Today is Ministry Day.

Although it is really rare to encounter such a day when the supervisor, coach, and captain Akashi who makes your legs weak at a glance are not around, but it does not mean that the rest of the basketball team can be relaxed and happy when the main candidates are out fighting. Enjoy rare leisure time.

So, of course, the ministry is going on as usual.

I can't see anyone I want to see, and no one will take the initiative to contact her. On such days, the world is naturally more enthusiastic about department work, although speaking of it, in the last quarrel, she seemed to have decided to quit The idea of ​​the basketball club.

But some things are just talking, the world can figure it out.

But her role is really limited. Although both she and Akashi used to be very concerned about her playing basketball, she can't walk over to say hello to this group of tall boys in the first army, and then discuss it "Everyone Let's practice together" stupid thing like that.

So, as a manager in the basketball team who may have pretty good skills, the world can only comfort himself, washing towels is also an art, isn't it?

Oh, and by the way, washing towels isn't her main job anymore.

I don't know who applied to the supervisor. The boys in the basketball team used towels too frequently, and it was too unhygienic to mix them with the rest of the clothes in the same washing tub. Therefore, they applied for another washing machine for the basketball team.

I also don't know why the supervision is so straightforward. Almost in the same week, the brand new washing machine has been standing in the cleaning room of the basketball hall.

and so.

Shi Shi glanced at the clean towel in his hand, then folded it in half and then folded it neatly on top of the pile of towels that had already been piled high.

Although the action is really slow, there is always something pleasing to the eye, right?

Standing on the sidelines, the third-year team member in charge of the stay-at-home training sighed faintly.

He turned his head and was obviously absent-minded towards the audience. His attention was completely on the stands. His hands, which were folded with towels, were so slender and almost translucent, their movements were like new shoots in early spring.

"Pong—" there was a soft sound, the ball fell from the hands of a certain player in disgrace, and ran away...

"Everyone! Fifty laps around the school!"

The world was startled, opened its mouth, and saw the roaring acting captain, picked up the basketball on the ground, and smashed it directly into the face of a certain team member.

The action can be called ferocious.

The world suddenly buried its head unconsciously, and continued to fold the towels in a cowardly manner, afraid that the flames of war would spread here.

There was wailing everywhere, but no one stood up to refute. The boys resigned to their fate and ran out of the basketball hall in a line.

During the middle school competition, no one will make trouble for the basketball team. Although they can't play, the desire to win is shared by every member.

The huge basketball arena fell silent.

The dry towel still had a warm temperature, and there was a dry feeling in her palm.

Maybe it's because the days are too lonely these days, the world feels that it is different from the past after all.

Now she can calm down and do things slowly, and she can also be in a daze for a long time when it rains in autumn.

After all, loneliness and loneliness are not the same.

She raised the corners of her lips unconsciously, and her movements became more and more proficient, and there was a bit of briskness for no apparent reason.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the distance and echoed.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

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Recently, the stupid author is busy with the exam, and he is really overwhelmed. He hasn’t finished the book yet. The exam is on November 11th, so this chapter has been coded very early, and the plot has been changing. Various changes .

So although I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but the next update must be after the exam is over, sorry!

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