[Net King Black Basket] Rebirth: Hunting the Iceberg Goddess

Uncle Imayoshi is a man from Kansai. Coincidentally, he happens to be the uncle of Shoichi Imayoshi, the captain of the basketball team of Tonghuang High School.

To be able to embrace the thigh of a powerful person before entering school, this kind of luck and action... Baili's eyes on Momoi suddenly became more complicated.

Uncle Imayoshi's bookstore is not small, and he is a sports fan, so there are naturally a lot of old publications in the warehouse.Soon Baili found more than a dozen "Tennis Monthly" in different degrees of old and new, many of which were old issues in the past two years, which basically met expectations.

After putting all the old magazines into the backpack, Baili pointed to the new magazine of this month hanging on the wall: "I want this one too, how much is it in total, Uncle Jinji?"

Fuck = The boss with a Kansai accent lowered his head and clicked the calculator. At this moment, there was a "ding dong" sound at the door. Baili glanced at it casually, and almost had a heart attack from fright.

No, no, of course it's not Tezuka, but her brother!

Aomine Daiki? !Why is he here? !

Before Baili had time to react, Momoi had already rushed over cheerfully, listening to their conversation, it should be Momoi who pulled Qingfeng who was wandering nearby.But the two didn't chat a few words, Momoi abandoned Qingfeng again and ran back to Baili's side.

The dark-skinned boy put on a dead fish-eyed face, scratched his hair, and walked slowly to Uncle Imayoshi——asked if a certain photo book had arrived.

"Tch, Dahui only has these boring things on his mind!"

Momoi who was standing beside Baili rolled his eyes without hesitation, his expression was full of disgust.

Baili was too lazy to intervene in the "emotional interaction mode of seeing and hating each other" between childhood sweethearts, so he also rolled his eyes, and then paid for it.

When the three of them left the bookstore together, Momoi was still holding on to Baili and muttering, the content was nothing more than "Dahui is so superficial!" "If only he could be as gentle as Zhejun!"

——Zhejun?who is this

Baili, who had already acquiesced in the pairing of "Green Peach and Bamboo Horse" in his heart, couldn't help but feel alarm bells ringing in his heart when he heard this.She suddenly thought of her own strange, ridiculous, funeral that had already passed away - Momoi's parents were present at that funeral, but Momoi Itsuki himself did not attend.

She had heard that Momoi was studying in the United States at that time, and Qingfeng seemed to be preparing to go to the NBA to develop. On the bright side, this is the rhythm of long-distance couples who have worked so hard to finally meet each other.

But...if it was really "sister-in-law", why wouldn't Momoi not come to her funeral? !

Baili started the brain-filling activity on the subway again. The content ranged from the insignificant "maybe it's because of school/work can't leave" to the tearful "maybe my brother was killed by someone" It's undercutting the wall", there are many kinds of things.

The three of them had already reached the corner of the street, and when Baili raised his eyes, he saw a person walking towards him.

The boy looked quite familiar, and the so-called "quite familiar" was naturally a comparison with Qian.He has delicate features and soft facial features, and he can be regarded as a handsome guy just by looking at his face—but the two strands of hair hanging down on his forehead move without wind, which is really full of a kind of enchantment.

Baili's eyes were glued to those two tufts of whiskers, his expression almost twisted.

After Tezuka became famous, among the "young friends" who could be with him in public, except for those who also changed jobs, there were only two people: one was the well-known "son of Sakura" in the Tokyo area Keigo Atobe; one is his deputy in the past, and now the sports medicine rehabilitation doctor Oishi Xiuichiro.

The one in front of me is the big stone!

The boy walks vigorously and vigorously, but the aura around him is very gentle, quite a bit of a "gentleman's gentleness like jade".Before the two passed by, Baili met his eyes and immediately caught a ray of confusion in his eyes.

And then—there is no then.

After returning home, Baili dumped all the magazines in the bag on the tatami in one go. Momoi knelt on the side and picked up a copy with great interest—the player on the cover looked very handsome!

"Ah, it turned out to be - Safin, my roommate also said that he is very handsome, especially when he beats the beat."

That magazine was published at the end of 2001. Of course, the cover character was Safin who defeated the king Sampras and won the US Open crown.

Suddenly seeing the Tsar in his early twenties, Briton felt strange.

This kind of inadvertent little detail seems to remind her better than her family, friends and even Tezuka who are all ten years younger in front of her——the unscientific fact of "rebirth".

Shaking his head, Baili drove all these messy thoughts out of his mind, stretched out his hand to pick up this month's "Tennis Monthly", and flipped through it.

Coincidentally, the theme of the March issue is "Youth Tennis", and the "Hot Spot of the Month" is also related to it.Baili hastily flipped through the entire magazine, and the report introduced many outstanding young players, except for Tezuka - no wonder almost everyone in Qingxue has a copy, which is amazing! ——Baili also saw a familiar name.

It was Kazuya Tokugawa.

Tokugawa is also a professional player. Baili has watched many of his games on the spot. Like Tezuka, this guy is also a player with a very cool feel. Although his performance is not as good as Tezuka, he is still the top three in Japan. The popularity is quite high.

This issue of the magazine has counted [-] outstanding young players, and two of them will become "stars" in the future. The editor's vision and luck are really not bad!

"Did you see anything?" Seeing that Baili had flipped through several magazines, Momoi asked now. She was still holding the magazine with Safin on the cover. The focus is entirely on pictures of handsome players.

"It's probably a little bit." Baili nodded, and then stretched his fingers to the small characters next to the three big characters of "Foreword", "This Mamoru Inoue should be the most important editor of the magazine. Responsible, the manuscript for the reader column should also be selected by him."

"Oh oh, that's—hey again?!" Momoi originally only responded twice habitually, but after recovering, he exclaimed, "You don't mean to—?"

Baili has never been used to the posture of kneeling and sitting, and now she is sitting cross-legged on the tatami mat. Hearing what Momoi said, she smiled slyly for a while, and this laughter matched her movements, which could be seen clearly With an inexplicable wretchedness.

"Of course I have to rely on Tezuka to decide the outcome. After all, the focus is on him, and I have no interest in being that guy. But, if my manuscript can be published in a magazine-this is the saying of 'draining the bottom of the pot'."

Baili said as he turned the magazine to the page of the readers column.

"Look, it's a reader's column, but the magazine has given it two full pages. Apart from a few nympho short reviews with little content, it will also choose this kind of technical review full of dry goods," Baili stretched out his hand and poked it. There were a lot of densely packed words, "As you like, I plan to imitate Mamoru Inoue's preferred style and write a similar review."

"It sounds... quite reliable." Momoi was a little surprised.

"I just thought about it. Mamoru Inoue prefers the inverted triangle article structure. He likes to start the article with some questions, but then he will cut in from places that are not related to the topic. He likes to use data to emphasize the point of view, and he often inserts some short lyrical paragraphs in the report. description, and there will never be long sentences with complex components in the report... As for his commonly used vocabulary, it depends on us—"

Baili had been talking eloquently, but at this moment he raised his eyes to look at Momoi, and found that her eyes were wide open, her expression was dull, and she looked frightened from ear to ear.The girl who wanted to slap herself immediately stopped talking and smiled in a nonchalant manner.

"I have taken elective courses in this area in Yinghua. It sounds like a bluff, but it's all superficial knowledge."

——Of course this is a trick of Momoi. "Style discrimination" and "precise imitation" are skill points that Baili acquired after working. The senior racing journalists in the paddock are more troublesome than the drivers. Baili talks to those gangs every day. People who practice Tai Chi can't get along without practicing some crooked skills.

Hearing Baili's addition, Momoi's face became more natural, and then he got up and brought over a tube of marker pens, looking eager to try.

"Sounds interesting, let me sort out common vocabulary for you!"

Momoi happily took on the task, snatched the latest magazine from Baili's hand, and turned to the page introducing Tezuka within two clicks.

"Yo~~~" Momoi elongated his tone after scrutinizing it for a long time, and narrowly glanced at Baili with a smile, "Sure enough, you are handsome and good at football, Baijiang, you have really good eyesight!"

"When you succeed, I will invite you to eat super delicious sushi~"