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

After several attempts to actively enter the zone to no avail, Song Yiran temporarily let go of this idea.

He soaked in the bathtub, thinking about something.

The water temperature is very comfortable, he can feel the gentle trickle flowing slowly on the surface of his skin, Song Yiran narrowed his eyes.

"If entering the zone means entering the sea of ​​consciousness, then when I simulate entering the zone by changing my environment in reality..."

While talking, Song Yiran slowly lowered his body, simulating the scene of sinking into the sea just like what he saw in his consciousness on the day of the competition.

——Sure enough, there was still a small electric current, but it disappeared quickly.

He shook his head somewhat disappointed.

"Hmm... How can I actively enter the zone?" Song Yiran frowned, "The knockout round is about to begin... If it's just like this... it's not enough..."

During this period of time, he practiced his basketball skills and footwork every day, and his lateral footwork has been practiced to the point of perfection.

only……

Continuous breakthroughs will quickly reduce the physical strength of offensive players. He already felt this way when he played against Kise Ryota.

Generally speaking, teamwork and individual singles rotation are also more scientific tactics, and players on the offensive end not only need to bloom more, but also need to cooperate with three-pointers and breakthrough offenses in order to save energy to the greatest extent.

It's not that Song Yiran is not good at shooting three-pointers. On the contrary, when he shoots three-pointers from the spot, his hit rate is almost [-]%!

——The unique touch, in terms of dribbling, shooting, etc., shows the terrifying nature of talent!

"But...that's always a spot-up shot..."

This is also the reason for his hesitation.

When dribbling and shooting, the speed of running and jumping will become an unstable factor in scoring.Song Yiran is very confident in his breakthrough. In his opinion, except for the generation of miracles, almost no one can stop it.

But...if he changes his offense to dribbling and shooting three-pointers, it means...he can't achieve [-]% winning!

That's why he is more inclined to make personal breakthroughs, but what Shintaro Midorima said yesterday seemed to remind him.

——"A breakthrough that can only jump up and down like a monkey!"

"What a blunt tone... This guy, sure enough... has an almost obsessive obsession with three-pointers."

Song Yiran chuckled, and suddenly remembered that the green-haired boy had saved his phone number almost awkwardly.

"—I'm just asking for my sister. She is arguing every day, and I just find it annoying."

Song Yiran turned on the phone, looked at Shintaro Midorima's phone number, and said, "Since you want to make an appointment... then let me see how accomplished the miracle shooter is in three-pointers!"

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On the weekend, Takao and Cheng took Midorima Shintaro to Song Yiran's house.

"Bastard, Xiaozhen!" Gao Wei Hecheng complained while riding hard, "Go and make an appointment with Song Yiran for one-on-one practice, why do you want me to be the driver!"

"...Who heard that I was going to Song Yiran's house, and immediately followed me?" Midorima Shintaro said expressionlessly.

Takao Kazunari coughed dryly.

In fact, he had a good impression of this extremely delicate-looking black-haired boy, so when he heard that Midorima Shintaro was going to his house, he immediately asked to go with him.

——Even if he was cheated... to take Midorima Shintaro to Kanagawa... he also admitted...

Midorima Shintaro touched his wrist, with complicated thoughts.

He changed into a pair of brand new bandages almost in a daze... Then he was worried that Song Yiran would find out that he cared, so he completely crumpled the bandages.

——It shouldn’t be obvious.

He lowered his wrist and took out two more green frogs from his pocket.This is when he listened to the morning divination, and heard that the fortune of Cancer is not good today, and there must be a lucky frog to change the fortune.

He tapped the tip of the frog's nose, and it jumped up like a living thing. Its big eyes and cute expression were extremely cute.

——Accidentally bought an extra one, give it to him.

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Two hours later, Takao and Cheng took Midorima Shintaro to Song Yiran's house.

Song Yiran rented a relatively simple suite in Kanagawa. From the outside, there were some creeping plants wrapped around the white walls, and a few unknown flowers bloomed little by little.

The door swung open.

Song Yiran was wearing a pure white T-shirt, tied a sports headband on his head, and neatly fixed the bangs on his forehead behind his head, revealing a smooth and full forehead, which made his eyes even more beautiful.

"It's early, Mr. Midori."

Song Yiran looked at him with a smile.

Midorima Shintaro said lightly, "It was Takao who woke me up, and I didn't want to come so early."

Kazuari Takao: ...became the backer again.

"Then... let's go to the nearby basketball court."

As Song Yiran spoke, he picked up the basketball on the ground and walked to the basketball court.

The weather in the morning was very good. Song Yiran moved his wrist a little, stretched out his hand, and threw the basketball out in a standard posture that could be printed on a textbook.

——The perfect hollow three-pointer.

"Not bad." Midorima Shintaro said.

——If it can be evaluated as "good" by the arrogant Shintaro Midorima, then... it shows that this action can be described as flawless!

"It's obviously great!" Glaring at Midorima Shintaro, who is always duplicity, Takao and Cheng immediately ran to the basket, picked up the ball, and looked like he was thinking, "But... I always feel that there is something wrong with me. A sense of incongruity."

"Sense of violation?" Song Yiran asked after receiving the ball from Gao Wei and Cheng.

"How should I put it..." Takao and Cheng gestured with a smile, "Aran, can you do it again?"

Hearing this, Song Yiran raised his eyebrows. He tiptoed slightly, and the ball escaped from his hands, flew to the top of the ball frame as if flying, and then slowly fell down.

Takao Kazunari's expression was a little confused, his usual frivolous expression disappeared, and he put on a serious expression, he turned his head to look at Midorima, "Xiaozhen, did you find anything?"

Shintaro Midorima walked to Song Yiran's side, he turned his head slightly, "So I said...your shooting is just good."

Shintaro Midorima picked up the ball on the ground. He shot it very high, almost above his head. The basketball drew an incredible arc in the air, slowed down at the highest point, and then fell into the net quickly.

Takao Kazunari watched from the side, narrowing his eyes slightly. As Midorima's old opponent in junior high school and a teammate who cooperated tacitly in high school, he knew Midorima's shooting very well. Under this comparison...he also saw that slightly different.

——Song Yiran's three-pointer lacks spirituality.

"As far as I know, you've only just been exposed to basketball." Midorima Shintaro said, "Ordinary beginners have a lot of deficiencies in terms of angles and proficiency... It's not bad to be able to score one out of ten."

"And you barely have a good talent, and quickly mastered the three-point technique, but this led to a little—"

"You haven't found your best shot point, you haven't found the most suitable shooting posture for you!"

Song Yiran's posture is very standard, it can almost be described as perfect, but it lacks a bit of freehand brushwork and a bit more deliberate craftsmanship.

——For talented players at their level, it can be said that they have a relatively high scoring rate at any shooting point, and the so-called best point is the perfect goal caused by adapting to their own ball feel.

——Closing to... a [-]% chance of scoring a goal!

It sounds easy, but... You know, in the early days of the Teiko Middle School basketball team, Midorima Shintaro's goals were not [-]%. Make an excellent goal point.

"But, I don't have that much time." The black-haired boy said quietly.

Midorima Shintaro frowned.

"You are excellent...I admit it. But, do you think that you, who have only studied basketball for a few weeks, can learn all the skills to defeat me, the generation of miracles, and dress up powerful teams?"

Midorima Shintaro's tone was a bit tough, but when he saw Song Yiran's calm and indifferent appearance, his voice slowly slowed down, as if it was a sin to speak too bluntly in front of this black-haired boy.

"—you need to accumulate...you can't do it overnight."

Song Yiran turned around, with his back to Shintaro Midorima, a faint floating cloud reflected in his eyes.

"How should I put it, basketball is fun."

Song Yiran suddenly laughed lightly.

"Why, don't you try it?"

Song Yiran chose to give everything to his body, he no longer thought about it, but looked up at the clouds in the sky that seemed so low that people could kiss on tiptoe.

——He really thinks that today's weather is very good.

Song Yiran casually took off his sports headband, letting the wind blow his hair to pieces on his forehead, and he still kept his eyes on the cloud.

——The wind has calmed down...

Midorima Shintaro's pupils shrank suddenly!

At that moment, Song Yiran squatted down slightly, and swung his wrist at a point higher than Midorima Shintaro.

--right here! !

The basketball was thrown into the basket from a strange and tricky angle like a living thing!

"...This ball is completely unstoppable..."

Takao and Cheng stared at all this in a daze.

Shintaro Midorima looked at it for a long time, and had to admit that the three-pointer just now possessed no less vigor than his...throwing it!

He couldn't help touching the frog in his pocket, thinking silently.

——It seems that Wasuke No. [-]...has found its owner.