[Comprehensive] The whole world has a crush on male gods

In a high-end hotel in Japan, Nash with a gloomy expression crumpled up the newspaper in his hand and threw it in the waste paper bin.

And on the newspaper crumpled by him, in the vaguely visible photo, was an interview with a black-haired boy.

"Ah."

Nash sneered, took out a glass of strong wine from the table, and poured it into the glass.

Nash drank the wine in the wine glass in one gulp, a beast-like luster flashed in his eyes, but he quickly covered it up.

"Song Yiran?"

He was full of confidence in this trip to Japan, and he was very satisfied with all the results before today. They almost beat all the teams except the champion and runner-up.

Recently, he found out on the Internet that the most famous people in today's Japanese youth basketball circle are members of the so-called miracle generation.

——Oh, if you want to talk about fame without nationality, you need to add another one, Song Yiran, an international student from China.

But he found... none of those people played in the previous games.

Except for Luoshan's Akashi Seijuro and Seirin's Song Yiran, the two championship and runner-up teams, he had no challenge, so he didn't meet.But neither Kise Ryota nor Aomine Daiki and others played.

He shook the wine glass in his hand, and suddenly understood, those old antiques in the Japanese basketball world...why drag them along.

——It turns out that... do you want to form another team?

"All the elites of Japan..."

Nash narrowed his eyes, his yellow hair fell down slightly, unlike Kise Ryota's soft and smooth hair, Nash felt extremely cold and hard.

And at this moment, Jason Xibo opened the door drunkenly and staggered in.

This extremely tall and strong black man collapsed on the sofa, stretched out his hand, touched the wine bottles on the table, picked up one of them casually, without looking at it, and just poured it again.

Nash looked at him coldly, and suddenly lifted the wine glass in his hand slightly, and all the liquid in the wine glass splashed on Jason Xibo's flushed face.

"shit...who is it?"

Feeling the sudden coolness, Jason Xibo wiped his face fiercely with his right hand, he opened his eyes, his face was full of anger, and then...he saw his captain's eyes that were so indifferent that it made his hair stand on end.

"Captain... what's wrong with you?"

Jason Thibber paused. He was still somewhat afraid of Nash.

Nash took out another magazine that was casually thrown aside, and slammed it in front of Jason Xibo with a "snap--".

"Look at it."

Jason Xibo became sober all of a sudden. He stretched out his fat hand and opened the magazine in front of him.

Then, he saw the slogan of forming the Japanese basketball dream team.

He couldn't help but sneered.

"What kind of waves do these Japanese monkeys want to make? It's really ridiculous."

Looking at it, he raised his eyebrows.

Because he discovered that the ace players to be formed were all people he was not familiar with, and he had never met them in previous competitions.

"Look at this."

Nash unhurriedly turned on the laptop in front of his desk and played a short video clip.

On the court is the scene of Song Yiran scoring 3 points in 40 minutes, as well as Midorima Shintaro's full-court three-pointer, Murasakihara's gravity dunk...and some unbelievable scenes!

Jason Xibo couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly.

"How is it possible... is this true? These Japanese monkeys can do this."

Nash sighed slightly and corrected his statement.

"The first one in the video, and the one I think is the most threatening, is Chinese."

"Chinese……"

However, Jason Xiber's expression was still somewhat disdainful.

Originally, in his heart, the strength of Japanese basketball was like dust, and it was completely incomparable with their American basketball level, but now seeing their strength, he was only slightly surprised, as if, Ordinary monkeys suddenly learned to dance.

Therefore, apart from the shock at the beginning, Jason Xiber has returned to his initial disapproving expression.

"I said... so what, Captain? You won't worry anymore."

The extremely tall black man stood up again.

"To be precise, Captain, in the previous games, we only played at less than one-third of our level. Well, now this group of Japanese monkeys who are somewhat different can only make us a little more serious."

"Do you think...they pose any real threat to us?"

Jason Siber asked.

However, the white man, who has always been extremely proud in the hearts of black people, was silent for a moment.

"I do not know."

Nash said.

"Captain, what do you mean?"

Jason Xiber asked in disbelief.

The white man with blond hair rubbed the bridge of his nose.

"My sixth sense told me that didn't seem like an easy nut to crack."

"And I really trust my sixth sense."

Nash said this, he stood up, and walked slowly to the French windows.

Maybe it's because Japan is an earthquake-prone country, so this high-end hotel is not built very high. From the top-floor guest room of the hotel, looking out, he feels that the crowds and traffic are almost clearly visible. .

——So close... It seems that he can grasp this distance with one hand.

Nash stretched out his hand and grasped it in vain.

For some reason, he suddenly recalled that black-haired boy in his mind.

Although he is a westerner, his appreciation of beauty is common. He can feel very straightforwardly that the face of that Chinese boy named Song Yiran is so beautiful and moving.

The corners of Nash's mouth curled up slightly.

——That's it...the beauty that seems out of reach, I want him to destroy it even more!

"No matter what, even if I want to use that, I will definitely defeat you, defeat you!"

"—Song, Yi, Ran!"

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The Japanese Basketball Association is actually entangled in the location of this final battle.

Because once the scene is too big, if the Japanese basketball dream team suffers another disastrous defeat, then it is really not easy to cover up.

but……

The noise on the Internet is too high.

It seems that in addition to the headline entertainment news that the release date of the movie "Judger" is coming soon, the news of the finals between the Japanese youth basketball team and the American streetball basketball team has always been the second most searched news.

What's more, the lead actor of "The Judge" - Song Yiran was also selected as the captain of this team, which made the fans even more excited!

These two messages almost have superimposed and explosive effects.

In the end, the president of the Japan Basketball Association made the final decision after asking Akutagawa Akira for some thoughts on the winning percentage.

This old man gave a completely unexpected number.

--"hundred percent!"

——[-]% winning rate?

At first, the chairman thought he heard it wrong, because Akutagawa Akira has always been a person who doesn't exaggerate the facts, and he always faces every game very cautiously.

Originally, the president wanted to ask again to confirm the number, but seeing the reassuring smile of this majestic old man, he suddenly understood something.

"—Then let's set it at the largest National Stadium!"

On the Internet, the tickets for this match were sold out in an instant, and the golden seat in the front row was sold at a sky-high price!

And the team headed by Song Yiran, together with the generations of miracles, Vulcan Taiga, and substitute players who are close to their level, was given such a name by the public——

— vorpalswords!

——From "Alice in Wonderland"... The Dragon Slaying Sword!