People in the black basket, sign in Teiko Academy

Midorima paused for a while, smiled heartily, and slowly spoke: "Sagittarius's will bring good luck to Cancer!" "

Song Cheng" oh? After a while, he said, "Is that my Sagittarius bringing you good luck, or that Akaji guy bringing you good luck?" "

Both." Midorima replied smoothly, his gaze staring directly at Song Cheng.

As if his eyes were not devoid of deception ... On the contrary, his eyes are filled with tenacity!

The tsundere Midorima snorted coldly, and then turned his head away.

At this time, Midorima's heart: At the first glance at you, the morning divination said that you would be a very interesting person....

Song Cheng, you are really an interesting person!

Instead, Song Cheng, who was still sitting in the chair, was stunned.

Hey? Strange, I don't seem to have offended Midorima, why did I suddenly look like this....

On the corridor of the campus teaching building, a man and a woman walk side by side, the male is heroic and sassy, and the woman is young and beautiful.

"Heyga, I finally understand the Chinese idiom 'lang talent and female appearance'!"

"It's a pity, Song Chengjun has someone he likes... But! I'm still a fan of Song Chengjun!

"What? You too, I'm also a Song Cheng fan! "

The reason is that the arrival of the first-grade Song Cheng and his handsome appearance led to Song Cheng in the Appearance Association immediately ranked in the position of school grass, attracting a large number of 'true love fans'.

May walked a little nervously, her hands twisting and pulling the long skirt she was wearing.

What to do, to measure the dimensions of Song Cheng ... It's so close.

As she thought about it, the two had already arrived in a room.

Men and widows in the same room... There was a constant noise inside.

"Wow, May! What are you doing, how you look absent-minded! Hurry up..."

Sorry, here it is. "

Well, it's May who is measuring Song Cheng's size so that he can customize an exclusive jersey for Song Chengna.

A few days later -

walking on the road, Song Cheng turned on the system as he walked.

"Little basket, I remember that the seven days are here, let's have a lottery."

"Okay, host, please wait."

"Congratulations to the host for successfully obtaining the blue turntable."

Song Cheng lost interest for a moment, and casually meditated: "Extract." Song

Cheng didn't bother to look at what was on the blue turntable, and with his current gaze, only orange and above he fancy it.

The main thing is that Song Cheng's current skills have reached the peak, and if he wants to go to a higher level, he can only draw high-level talent from the system.

Or a rainbow of things!

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining: Blue Talent: Potential Endurance (when the host is exhausted, some of the potential qualities are activated so that the host can perform an outbreak!) "

Huh?

This talent... It's useful to see how this works.

This kind of skill that can be useful at the last minute is not bad, but the level is lower.

Know that often a short burst at the last minute can also determine the final victory!

Entering the Diguang Academy, Song Cheng walked into the classroom with breakfast as usual.

After the three quickly solved it....

May slowly took out an unopened sportswear from the drawer, "Na, the customized jersey was delivered before, so I took it~" A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Give!" Holding the sportswear in both hands and handing it to Song Cheng.

Song Cheng took it with both hands and said with a slight smile: "Thank you very much!" May.

Qingfeng interjected again at this time, put his arm around Song Cheng's neck, and said, "Go to the field court to play a game!" It's been a semester, and we haven't played again for a long time.

"No, don't!" Song Cheng once again rejected Qingfeng.

"Jingle bells..." the class bell rang, interrupting the conversation between the two.

During class, Qingfeng was very bored to put a ballpoint pen between his upper lip and nose, and the ballpoint pen was held by Qingfeng and did not fall.

"Snap!" A piece of chalk fell on Qingfeng's head.

Qingfeng scratched his head, then placed the ballpoint pen on the desk.

After the teacher's attention was diverted, he muttered slightly: "It's so boring, the small movements were discovered by the teacher, and it was even more boring..."

Qingfeng, who was extremely bored, turned his head and looked around.

No way? This bastard is asleep! The teacher ignored it!

It's outrageous!

What's more, this guy either sleeps or sleeps in class every day, and the key is that his grades can still be in the top three.

Think about these Qingfeng and get angry.

Why are my grades so poor!

It's understandable that Little Peach has good grades, but she studies seriously, and this forces Qingfeng to not understand!

Momoi May has been sought out by Akaji a lot recently, and I heard that he is collecting information or something.

Song Cheng and Qingfeng walked side by side...

Qingfeng pointed to the field court in front of him, where five teenagers were competing for basketball, all thinking of shooting and playing by themselves.

There are even people who dribble outside the three-point line, and two of them go straight to the basketball.

Followed by... The basketball landed on the ground, and several people rushed forward to grab it.

"Song Cheng, look at that... I really miss the time when I used to play basketball with those adults.

"Qingfeng, if you want to try it, go over and play for a while, and teach them by the way that basketball is not so indiscriminate."

Qingfeng laughed cheerfully and gave a thumbs up to Song Cheng, "That's exactly what I mean... Or do you understand me! The

two walked in, and Song Cheng sat directly on the bench, letting Qingfeng teach alone.

With Qingfeng's current strength, it is completely enough.

"Hey, hey... Basketball is not played like this~" The words turned around, and his eyes froze, "Or, let me teach you!?"

"Who is this man?" So arrogant!

"We don't play basketball very well, move!" Basketball for you, if you are good, you will perform one! As he spoke, he had already thrown the basketball to Qingfeng.

"Qingfeng! You are looked down upon by others! Song Cheng didn't think it was too big to see the excitement, and ridiculed Qingfeng on the side.

"You shut up!" Qingfeng yelled at Song Cheng and shut up, then turned back to the group of teenagers and said, "Then show me!"

As soon as the words fell, Qingfeng fell to the side, and then accelerated the dribbling and rushed over.

Several teenagers on the opposite side did not react at all, and still stood in place.

Someone said: "I lean, what's going on?"

"Come here! He has already broken through to the inside line!

Qingfeng faced the jumping of the two, did not panic at all, leaned back, pushed his hands, and threw the basketball high.

Those two didn't bounce enough. The hand can't touch the basketball thrown by Qingfeng at all.

Their hearts were horrified.

This man?! Shoot backwards!?

When the two landed, the basketball just entered hollow.

At this time, the five teenagers were no longer arrogant, on the contrary, they looked at Qingfeng with longing in their eyes.

Outside the basketball court, a handsome teenager yawned and said to himself: "Ah yawn... It's boring. "

I learn everything I do....

Hearing someone talking inside, his eyes subconsciously skimmed over to look.

Just saw Aomine's dashing back-of-the-back shot.