Slam Dunk: Noon Sunshine

Chapter 19

"See you tomorrow, Zhengyang!"

"See you tomorrow, Hikoichi!"

Saying goodbye to his number one fan and follower Aida Hikoichi at the tram stop, Wang Zhengyang boarded the tram heading home.

Although Aida Yanichi's strength is mediocre, he has successfully passed the basketball team's entry assessment and has become a glorious substitute player.

And Yanichi Aida, who had always admired Wang Zhengyang, followed Wang Zhengyang's ass every day after he officially joined the basketball team.

Wang Zhengyang didn't hide his secrets, and specially pointed out Aida Yanichi's training issues based on Aida Yanichi's situation.

This made Aida Yanichi, who had already had an overwhelming affection for Wang Zhengyang, completely reduced to Wang Zhengyang's little follower.

And Aida Yanichi also set a big goal for himself, he hopes to become Wang Zhengyang's backcourt partner in the future!

Standing alone in the moving tram, watching the scenery passing by outside the window, Wang Zhengyang fell into a state of ecstasy.

Suddenly he felt someone moving behind him, but he didn't turn his head. After all, public transportation in Japan is known for being overcrowded, and it is completely normal for people to be crowded behind him.

But even Wang Zhengyang, who had his back to the crowd, still felt the gaze on the back of his head.

This feeling as if being positioned by a satellite made him very uncomfortable, and he turned around calmly.

He raised his eyes and looked in the direction where the feeling came from, and what he saw was a slightly familiar figure.

The two just looked at each other with a distance of about a slap. For about 2 minutes, when the atmosphere became more and more basic, Wang Zhengyang couldn't help but speak.

"Excuse me, what's the matter with you?"

The man staring at Wang Zhengyang didn't answer, but just raised his head to look at the route of the tram.

"Can I get off at the next platform?" The man asked Wang Zhengyang in a discussion tone, and although Wang Zhengyang was a little surprised, he still nodded.

When the tram stopped at the next stop, the man and Wang Zhengyang got off the bus one after the other.

Keeping a distance of two steps, Wang Zhengyang followed the man out of the platform, and there was a small park not far from the platform.

The two walked into the park along the path, and the dense plants took advantage of the arrival of spring to stretch their bodies wantonly.

In the depths of the quiet park, pushing away the neglected vegetation, the eyes suddenly open up.

A concrete floor basketball court is hidden in the depths of the park. If he hadn't been led here, Wang Zhengyang would never have found it.

Basketball is an absolutely unpopular sport in Japan. Naturally, there are not many outdoor basketball courts, and more public sports venues are given to football and baseball.

Even if the area of ​​a football field or baseball field is built, it is more than enough to cover three or four standard basketball courts.

No way, whichever sport the public prefers, there will be more living land among the people.

The man took out a basketball from his bag, faced Wang Zhengyang who was looking around, and bowed very seriously to apologize: "I'm sorry, although it's presumptuous, but I hope you can accept my challenge!"

"OK, since I have come here with you, it would be too unreasonable to choose to leave without saying a word. I accept your challenge!"

Although a stranger challenged himself to such a thing, it was too much like a cartoon of a hot-blooded boy, but as long as he knew the man opposite him, Wang Zhengyang felt that this matter was reasonable.

"However, you'd better do some warm-up exercises so you don't get hurt!" Wang Zhengyang kindly reminded the man.

The man was not pretentious, took off his coat, and began to warm up on the spot, and Wang Zhengyang also took the opportunity to observe him.

Tall and muscular, the man has the physique of an athlete.

Looking up, what kind of face is this?

Thick lips, a wide and flat nose, a pair of dull eyes, commonly known as dead fish eyes, coupled with thin willow-leaf eyebrows.

The hairstyle on the top of the head is very in line with the current trend, but when it is set off by the overall quality of the man, it looks extraordinarily shabby.

This is a man who looks like a lion, but without the domineering arrogance of a lion, he feels more like another animal, let's call it a poodle!

"Since you are the challenger, why don't you introduce yourself?" Wang Zhengyang reminded the man who was focused on warming up.

"Uh, it's the first time we meet, I'm Futian Jishio, a second-year student in Lingnan!"

Wang Zhengyang just smiled and didn't mind Futian's intention to report that he was a sophomore.

"Hi senior, I'm Wang Zhengyang, a first-year student in Lingnan!"

After warming up, Wang Zhengyang looked at the basketball in Futian's hand and asked, "You come first and I come first?"

"You should come first, I still have some confidence in my defense!"

Facing Fukuda's self-confidence, Wang Zhengyang just grinned, and complained in his heart: "That ATM machine that doesn't know you, Ah Fu, is called Kanagawa!"

But looking at Futian's defensive posture, bending over and raising his hands, he has the demeanor of a master!

"Could it be that the comics are all deceitful?" Wang Zhengyang also became serious, dribbling the ball under his crotch continuously, and then he stopped and changed hands suddenly, leaving Futian behind.

After hitting a goal steadily, Wang Zhengyang looked back at Futian, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while!

"Come again!" Futian did not admit defeat and handed the basketball back to Wang Zhengyang.

As a result, for three consecutive goals, Wang Zhengyang used the same method to score easily.

The atmosphere on the court could no longer be described as embarrassing. Futian didn't dare to look Wang Zhengyang in the eyes at all. He touched his head in embarrassment.

"As expected of the man who defeated Xiandao, he really has two brushes!"

"..." Wang Zhengyang didn't answer, he threw the basketball to Futian, and said to the surprised Futian.

"Since your defense is so bad, I guess your offense should be very strong, otherwise I will think your challenge to me is an insult!"

Wang Zhengyang's words were blunt and harsh.

Hearing Wang Zhengyang's words, Futian's first reaction was not to be angry, but to pick up the basketball with a sigh of relief.

Wang Zhengyang saw confidence in Futian's eyes at this time, which was completely different from the defensive Futian's eyes!

Futian dribbled the basketball skillfully, made an emergency stop and accelerated to pass Wang Zhengyang beautifully. He raised his hand and was about to dunk, but the ball in his hand was gone!

From the moment he passed Wang Zhengyang, the basketball has been cut off by Wang Zhengyang.

Looking back at the basketball in Wang Zhengyang's hand, Futian's gaze was a bit complicated.

"The ball is too high, come again!" Throwing the ball to Futian, Wang Zhengyang commented on this attack.

Futian's eyes lit up when he heard Wang Zhengyang's words, and he dribbled towards Wang Zhengyang again. This time he paid attention to the height of the dribble.

As a result, as soon as Wang Zhengyang interfered, the ball was dribbled to the instep and bounced off the sideline.

"The ability to hold the ball is insufficient, come again!" Wang Zhengyang commented as usual.

Holding the ball again, Futian held his breath and planned to break through Wang Zhengyang, but he couldn't pass Wang Zhengyang's defense anyway.

After a false move by Wang Zhengyang who was unmoved, Fukuda was embarrassed to find himself stopping the ball.

At this time, there were still two steps away from Ah Fu's familiar shooting position. Ah Fu had no choice but to make a hasty shot under Wang Zhengyang's defense.

The "bang" sound of iron striking was particularly abrupt in the empty park. Wang Zhengyang took the rebound and glanced at Futian.

"The acting skills are too fake, lacking the ability of COSCO to cast!"

Ah Fu was silent, he didn't know how to face Wang Zhengyang.Every sentence of Wang Zhengyang seemed simple, but pointed out his own shortcomings.

"Come on, the big man is facing the sensitive little man, you can use the back punch!" Seeing the silent Futian, Wang Zhengyang kindly reminded.

Hearing Wang Zhengyang's words, Futian nodded his head, regardless of his ugly behavior, he directly chose to hit Wang Zhengyang with his back!

Futian, who has an advantage in height and weight over Wang Zhengyang, should be a good choice for playing back.

"I'm squeezing!" Fukuda tried hard, but found that Wang Zhengyang was not moving at all!

"I'll squeeze again!" Futian continued to force, Wang Zhengyang remained expressionless!

"I squeeze!" Futian exerted all his breastfeeding strength, and Wang Zhengyang took a step back!

"Insufficient core strength!" Wang Zhengyang finally came to a conclusion.

Following Wang Zhengyang's voice, Futian felt as if something was broken. It was his lost basketball dream!

(End of this chapter)