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

Song Yiran was wearing a bathrobe, and just as he reached out to touch the door frame of the bathroom, the door was "swiped" open.

As soon as Asahina Subaru heard the movement at the door, he immediately opened the door with an anxious expression on his face.

"Aran...!"

"...Senior Subaru." Song Yiran had a weird expression on his face, "You have been waiting outside...?"

"I... I'm just a little worried about you." Asahina Subaru blushed, and carefully looked at Song Yiran's face, "Ah Ran seems to be much better..."

"Hmm..." Song Yiran smiled slightly, "Indeed, thank you for your concern, senior."

Song Yiran was lying on the bed leisurely, and Asahina Subaru sat on the side with some embarrassment.

"Aran... then... I went back?" Asahina Subaru asked.

Song Yiran looked out the window, it was already dark, he smiled slightly and said, "It's already late, seniors should come to my place to stay overnight."

——Stay overnight...

——Staying here at Aran...?

"That's not good..." Asahina Subaru had not had time to chuckle, and was guided to the opposite room by him.

Asahina Subaru: ...

After a little cleaning, Song Yiran returned to his room.

He's sober now, but he doesn't feel sleepy anymore.

As soon as you turn on the phone screen, you will be bombarded with numerous text messages and missed calls.

"Xiao Yiran, how are you? QAQ, I'm so worried about you...why didn't you answer my call?"

"Xiao Yiran, if you don't answer the phone, I'm going to jump over to see you!"

"Xiao Yiran..."

Song Yiran: ...

Kise Ryota is really...

He scrolled down, and also saw text messages from Seirin's many people.

"Song Jun, how is your body?"

This is from sunspots.

"Is it important, Ah Ran? I can ask for leave for you in the name of the coach."

This is from Reiko Aida.

"That... Song Yiran... are you okay?"

This is Vulcan.

…………

He kept scrolling down and saw a letter from a stranger.

Song Yiran slowly frowned.

"—I've been following you."

Song Yiran thought for a while, and tried to call back, but found that the number was empty.

——Who is it... that dangerous tone.

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Xiude High School.

"True!"

Takao and Cheng held a video tape in their hands, and ran to the locker room excitedly.

The young man with green hair and glasses was wrapping the bandage on his hand.

Seemingly disturbed by Takao Kazunari's movements, Midorima Shintaro frowned and looked up at him.

"what's up?"

"Xiaozhen is so indifferent." Complaining, Takao and Cheng shook the tape in his hand with a smile, "I found a good thing~"

"Boring." Midorima Shintaro pushed his glasses, his expression was indifferent, but he didn't leave.

Takao Kazunari put the videotape into the player, and the color picture jumped out.

"Is this... Kaito's stadium? A friendly match between Kaito and Seirin?" Midorima Shintaro thought for a while, "Kise and Kuroko are there, right?"

"Hush..." Takao Kazuari smiled, "Xiao Zhen, the focus of this match is not Kise Ryota!"

The picture quality of the video tape is relatively clear, but it seems that due to the excitement of the owner when recording, the picture shakes a little, and there are even screams.

"Song Jun is so handsome!! I want to give birth to you!!!"

"God Song! My male god!!"

……

——This kind of madness is even more terrifying than Diguang's cheerleaders back then.

Midorima Shintaro frowned more and more.

Especially in the second half of the game, when Song Yiran activated the zone, he blurted out: "Impossible!"

Yes, it is indeed impossible.

——He has met many excellent players, but almost all of them are not eligible to enter the zone.

Zone is a field that purely depends on personal talent.

He has seen many talented players get stuck before the gate of the zone, and even approached the zone infinitely, but...

- Can't get in, just can't get in.

——It was such a cruel result.

Even he himself was temporarily unable to step into the gate of the zone.

Takao Kazunari has also been Teigō's old rival since middle school, of course he knows what the blue sparkle at the end of the boy's eyes represents.

——That is an honor destined to stand at the top.

"Xiao Zhen." Takao Kazunari, who had been acting carelessly all this time, turned serious, "I checked... His name is Song Yiran, and he is a Chinese student who transferred to Japan from the second year of junior high school."

"How should I put it... This guy is simply a bug." Takao Kazuki held his chin, "Do you still remember the All-Japan Quiz Competition?...Okay, stop complaining about it being 'the longest and most procrastinating' I'm tired of hearing about the draft contest'..."

Midorima Shintaro frowned at him.

Of course he knows the game.

In Japan, this is indeed a national treasure-level variety show. It has lasted for a long time, the ratings have always been very good, and the amount of bonuses is extremely considerable.

This competition has a high degree of difficulty, a tight schedule and constant climaxes, and the more perverted it is at the end, after more than ten years, no one has ever completely cleared the level.

He had a good impression of this show at first, until his younger sister and mother, who never watched knowledge variety shows, kept scrambling to watch TV like a madman, and often muttered to himself, so he stopped paying attention.

—he remembered...his sister called...

——"Song Shen! It's too powerful!!"

The memory almost coincides with the scream of the video.

Could it be that……

"--it's him?"

"That's right..." Takao and Kazuki spread their hands, "It's him. As a Chinese student studying abroad, he broke the record that Japan hadn't broken in more than ten years... It feels... super embarrassing."

"Don't tell me things that have nothing to do with basketball!" Midorima Shintaro interrupted him.

"But..." Takao Hecheng smiled wryly, "The only things I can find out are these."

"During the game, his ratings also broke the record, reaching an unsurpassable 31%... Even because of his excellent appearance, a lot of entertainment companies wanted to sign him...but he was rejected by this guy." Takao Kazun said, "Other than that, there is no other news. By the way, his fans are also scary..."

The number one fan is probably a relatively powerful boss. Not only did he manage the fan base well, but he also blocked all news of Song Yiran's school. This can no longer be described as a huge background.

"None of this has anything to do with me."

With a calm tone, Midorima Shintaro tightened the bandage in his hand.

"This is just a ridiculous breakthrough like a monkey. He who can't appreciate the beauty of three-pointers... is just a monkey."

However, the beating figure of the black-haired boy was buried in his heart, and he was like an unpredictable wind, quickly enveloping Midorima Shintaro's heart.

——Song Yiran.

——a... formidable foe!

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Tonghuang High School.

The pink-haired girl walked to the rooftop, holding a mobile phone in her right hand and an information book in her left, confirming something with a serious expression.

"Xiao Huang, is the video circulating on the website real?"

"Well...it is true."

Kise Ryota's voice was a bit muffled, after all, in a short period of time, many people asked him for proof of the lost game.

——The most important thing is that he... the person he most wanted to receive the call has not yet called.

"—It's true..."

After hanging up the phone, the pink-haired girl stood still outside the rooftop door with a smile on her face.

"If it's really him...if it's really like this...maybe..."

——Ada, it will become the same as before.

She opened the door, and the wind on the roof was very cold, slightly blowing her chest-length hair, and she saw a familiar figure lying in the center of the roof, dozing off with an unspeakable magazine on her face.

If it was in junior high school, Momoi Itsuki would naturally go forward, take away the pornographic magazines, and complain...

—— "Ada, you skipped basketball practice again!"

But now... Qingfeng Dahui has become a little unfamiliar to her.

Aomine Daiki slowly opened his eyes.

"Tsk, it's May."

He lazily put the book on his face aside, looked at the pink-haired girl leaning against the door, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter?"

Momoi Wuyue didn't answer immediately, she walked to the railing, stretched out her slender fingers to rest on it, "Aomine-kun, do you still remember the second period of the country?"

Aomine looked at Momoi Itsuki.

Of course he remembered that at that time he was the first to bloom in the Diguang basketball team, and gradually became invincible... and then... Diguang blossomed one after another, and from this came the title of Generation of Miracles.

"After Akashi-kun blossomed, he asked me to investigate a person's intelligence."

"He studied at Nagasaki Middle School... Well, it's the private middle school with the highest enrollment rate."

Momoi Wuyue seemed to be lost in memories, her voice was gentle and quiet, melting slightly in the bright sunlight.

"Actually, what Akashi-kun doesn't know is that I have seen him since the first day of my country, and since then, I have been observing him silently."

"When I first met him...he had a hostility and confusion that didn't match the arrogant appearance of a top student...slowly, he seemed to get out of that predicament, revealing a tolerant and soft inside."

"He is... a very outstanding person. In a sense, he is better than Akashi-kun."

"What are you talking about?" Aomine Daiki re-covered the magazines around his face boredly, he was not interested in listening to these contents.

Regardless of Guan Qingfeng's indifference, Momoi Wuyue continued, "At that time, I asked Akashi-kun why he asked me to investigate him."

"Akashi-kun said—"

The red-haired boy in his memory narrowed his strange-colored pupils, and said calmly, "—Maybe, one day, he will become our opponent."

"Then what's the result?" With a sneer, Aomine Daiki sat up, "When I was in Teiko, I never heard of... what kind of good players Nagasaki Middle School has!"

"No, Aomine-kun." Momoi turned sideways calmly.

"—Just yesterday, he entered the zone."

"what!?"

Aomine Daiki stood up all of a sudden, he had a somewhat fierce face, when his brows and eyes were furrowed, he was filled with a compelling and surly aura, Momoi Wuyue couldn't help but take a step back.

"zone..."

Aomine Daiki murmured, and also walked to the railing, he reached out for Momoi Itsuki's information book, and flipped through it casually.

"I didn't expect... another guy also entered the zone..."

——Not the Generation of Miracles, nor those old rivals from middle school...

— but rather...a guy who's only played basketball for a few weeks!

"It's so exciting!" Clenching the pole in his hand, the corner of Aomine Daiki's mouth cracked into a dangerous arc.

"—However, the only person who can beat me is myself!"