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

The lights in the classrooms of Xiude High School have slowly dimmed, Gao Wei and Kai Kailai have already walked out of the school gate, and found that they seemed to have forgotten something, so they rushed back immediately.

"Hey—it's all over now...is there anyone else here?"

Takao Kazunari poked his head in, only to find... standing in the middle of the field was his partner - Shintaro Midorima!

"Hey... come to the gymnasium to practice just after the game... When did Xiao Zhen work so hard?"

With a playful smile, Takao Kazunari rubbed his hair.

In fact, after Midorima Shintaro came to Hidetoku, he did not need to participate in group practice after school because of his outstanding personal strength, just like Aomine Daiki and Murasakihara Atsushi.

——This is also... the privilege of the generation of miracles.

Takao Kazunari leaned against the door, and wanted to wait for Midorima Shintaro to tease him after he found out, but... his expression gradually became incredulous.

——"How could it be... Xiaozhen... actually..."

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Song Yiran leaned on the bed and looked at the light flickering on the ceiling. Slowly, the white light gradually turned into a dim yellow, revealing an indescribable ghost.

Blinking, Song Yiran felt the whole environment around him distorted.

He was lying on a bamboo bed, a hut made of ancient wood, the entire interior was engraved with complex runes, and the fragrance of bamboo wafted, but... Song Yiran wrinkled his nose.

- There is a very familiar smell...

He stood up slightly, and put his hands on the bamboo wood, but he was no longer dressed in white as he entered a dreamland during the day. He was dressed in black clothes like splashed ink, which outlined his tall and straight waistline, and his long black hair lingered on the bamboo bed. meandering traces.

Touching his black hair, Song Yiran looked thoughtfully at the rune above.

Suddenly, there was a strong wind!

The bamboo door was blown wide open, and the talisman paper attached to the door was also blown to the ground!

——The man in black came riding the wind like this!

He was holding a black feather fan, and his figure was similar to the man in daytime, but his face was covered with a layer of black mist that symbolized uneasiness.

With a very strong murderous aura around him, he slowly moved to Song Yiran's bedside.

"you're awake?"

The man in black asked, his voice hoarse.

"Daytime game, well done."

"...Thank you." Song Yiran said.

"What is this illusion...? Is this also my conscious world?"

——What does this have to do with zone...?

The man turned his head slightly and smiled softly.

"So... do you call it the conscious world? ——It's quite interesting."

"Sorry, you are not qualified to know now." The man said lightly.

"——Wait until you slowly... truly enter the water, then you can clear the fog."

Inadvertently, he seemed to teleport to the opposite of Song Yiran.

The strong smell on his body filled Song Yiran's nostrils.

--This is……

Suddenly, he touched Song Yiran's forehead with his cold lips.

"Marked successfully."

Song Yiran slowly fell into the darkness again, but...he clearly smelled——

——The covered but lingering... is the smell of blood.

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Song Yiran looked a little tired after not sleeping well all night.

Getting off Seirin's private car, he slightly covered his hands and yawned, causing Midorima Shintaro, who had been guarding the entrance of the gymnasium, to involuntarily clenched his right hand.

The eyes of the black-haired boy narrowed slightly, and with the movement of his hands, there was a hint of water in the corners of his eyes. He looked like a boy who had just woken up and was bathed in the morning light.

"Hmph..." Shintaro Midorima walked directly in front of Song Yiran.

Trying to look straight into Song Yiran's eyes, Midorima Shintaro held the Wasuke in his pocket with his left hand, and cheered himself up.

——With the lucky item... I will definitely be able to look at him for more than 15 seconds!

The tips of her ears were slightly red, and Midorima finally turned her head and pushed her glasses.

"Today is such an important game...you didn't rest well, this is the greatest disrespect to me!"

Takao Kazunari came over and whispered, "Actually, Xiao really cares about you!"

Song Yiran: "...Okay."

"Hmph, don't worry about it, Takao." Midorima Shintaro turned around and said.

"—Today... I won't hold back, I hope you won't be frightened by me."

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There was already a din in the arena.

The video of the first semi-final match unexpectedly boosted popularity. There were a large number of spectators who came here for Song Yiran, both men and women, but they were more fans of Song Yiran, not for the basketball game. of.

This dissatisfied some of the audience who came in the name of the King of Mu Xiude High School and the Miracle Shooter in the Green Room, and immediately started arguing.

"Shen Song exploded on the video very fast! Shen Song will definitely win!"

The girl with pink hair said seriously, but a fat man next to the seat laughed.

"Don't be kidding, that guy is best at breaking through. The two games are only one night apart, and his physical strength must not have recovered!"

"And Shintaro Midorima on the other side is best at three-pointers! Such an accuracy rate...no one can compare!"

"But...Song Shen's three-pointers are also very accurate!"

The girl immediately retorted cleverly.

The fat man turned his head with a pitiful expression, as if looking at a demented child.

"Can that be the same?"

"One is a man who seems to be favored by fate, and the other... is just a better mortal shooter!"

"—there is a huge difference between them..."

Since the edited video only recorded Song Yiran's most amazing 4-minute breakthrough in the fourth quarter and some wonderful goals, of course they didn't know... Song Yiran's three-pointer was also pitied by fate!

The girl was choked up, and she didn't say anything more, but...in her heart, she firmly believed that Song Yiran would lead Cheng Lin to victory!

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Similar conversations filled every corner of the auditorium.

"It's so naive..."

The defeated Zhengbang captain Nuo Iwamura sat in the auditorium and laughed.

"Wait until the match starts...they will know what a formidable opponent Song Yiran is!"

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Game start.

Vulcan Taiga and Xiude, a tall man, competed for the ball. However, the other person should have the height advantage. Unexpectedly, the height of Vulcan's jump...is much higher than the opponent!

"what!?"

After slapping the ball down easily, Vulcan grinned, "During this time... I've been training intensively!"

——Another monkey who is good at breaking through...

Midorima frowned and watched for a while, but was affected by Seirin's unexpected fast attack!

Song Yiran, who had mastered the subtlety of lightness, was like a gust of wind that couldn't catch up when he broke through, easily passing through Xiude's defense line.

When approaching the basket, Shintaro Midorima stood in front of him!

Although known as a miracle shooter, Midorima is not the kind of player who is only good at shooting three-pointers. His defense and breakthrough are also very good, but not as dazzling as three-pointers.

"Do you want to break through like a monkey again?"

Shintaro Midorima asked in a deep voice, and looked at Song Yiran's right hand.

After dribbling the ball unhurriedly, Song Yiran spoke lightly.

"Mr. Lujian...you seem to have overlooked one thing."

There was a teasing light in his eyebrows and eyes.

"I... don't have any teammates?"

And the basketball...but at some point, in Luma's eyes, it disappeared from Song Yiran's hands!

——A blue light flashed!

Shintaro Midorima seemed to have realized something, and suddenly turned around!

Vulcan Dawo received the pass from Heizi, leaped high, and smashed towards the basket with astonishing momentum!

This is... a hammer dunk!

The spectators on the field could only see that somehow the ball landed in the hands of the red-haired man, cheering for that dunk!

However, Midorima Shintaro shifted his gaze to Kuroko.He knew that just now, Heizi used his sight to induce and passed the ball without anyone being guarded.

"Why?" Lujian looked at Song Yiran and asked, "Obviously...you can also make that kind of dunk, why pass the ball?"

The black-haired boy looked at him sideways, with a slow smile in his eyes.

"Because I think Midorima-kun's opinion is reasonable... I think this game can make my three-pointers go further."

"—Let us... use three-pointers to compete!"

Standing on the bottom line, Shintaro Midorima held the basketball, looked at the dazzling light on the top, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"—a showdown?"

"No... fate... will only favor one person... and that person can only be me!"

As he said that, Shintaro Midorima suddenly made a shooting gesture!

The audience on the sidelines were also stunned.

"He... what is he going to do...!? That's the bottom line!"

——What are you going to do?

——Of course... Do your best and obey the destiny!

Midorima Shintaro pushed slightly with his hand, and the basketball threw a very high arc.

It is climbing step by step, so high that everyone can only look up to it!

Everyone raised their heads in shock, watching it seem to have passed through the flames of fireworks and entered the basket!

"That's the whole game... the whole game's three-pointers!?"

"How could it be...how could you score...that kind of goal!?"

In the auditorium, the fat man opened his mouth wide, and then glanced at the girl next to him again.

"It's over for Seirin."

The fat man said in the tone of a professor of analysis, with a somewhat fanatical expression.

"Three-point shots from the baseline like that...no one can stop them!"

The girl was a little shocked at first, but she regained her composure, and said firmly, "It must be Seirin who wins."

There was a certain certainty in her voice.

"I just... believe in God Song."

——He won't let me down, just because...he is Song Yiran.

The three-pointer in the audience was too sensational, afraid of damaging morale, Aida Reiko immediately decided to pause and adjust her mentality.

Slightly puffing up, Seirin and everyone slowly regained their composure.

However, she saw that Song Yiran seemed to be thinking about that goal all the time.

She was a little worried: "Aran?"

From the moment Song Yiran saw the goal, he felt as if two worlds were split in his mind.

——On the left is reality, and on the right is a strange river.

And on the right, cyan electric sparks are constantly rolling in the sky, forming a semicircular arc, which seems to be constantly simulating... the trajectory that the three-pointer should have!

Over and over again, until it was deeply engraved in Song Yiran's mind!

"coach."

The black-haired boy slowly raised his head.

"I seem to... also be able to vote—"

"—Three-pointers all over the court."

The author has something to say: Little Theater

Author: I think...every time you compete, you are constantly teaching Aran skills

Aomine: I taught him the zone

Midorima: I contributed 100% of the three-pointers and the three-pointers of the whole game

Akashi: I taught him to make the whole team unite to open the zone

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xxx: I taught him how to speak

Crowd: ? ? ? ?