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

The last round of the Winter Cup trials will start in a few minutes.

At the aisle of the stadium, a rosy-haired boy folded his arms and looked at Song Yiran who was about to play with his strange eyes.

Akashi Seijuro used the eyes of the Emperor of Heaven to vaguely see what would happen next.

Song Yiran will fall into a passive predicament in this match against Kirisaki Daiichi.

He felt that Song Yiran's state of mind had a slight crack after going to the U-17 training base.

——And this gap is very likely to be used by the evil child Hua Gongzhen.

Akashi Seijuro leaned against the wall, half of his face in shadow.

"If you can't pass that level...you have no choice but to enter the second realm of the zone."

"—Beyond 100%, the ability to truly break through the limits of the human body."

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"Senior, is there any problem with your leg injury?"

Before going on the court, the whole team was about to come out of the locker room and walk towards the court. Song Yiran intentionally waited at the end of the team, casually asking the tall boy beside him.

Muji Tieping was stunned, and immediately smiled brightly, "It doesn't matter, Aran, my injury is no longer a problem."

However, under the clear eyes of the black-haired boy, Muyoshi Teppei's smile slowly disappeared.

"You don't have to worry, Aran."

Kiyoshi Teppei's eyes looked extremely deep, "No matter what... I will definitely fight this match."

He thought of Hua Gongzhen with a malicious smile, and said slowly, "After all, I also want to let him understand the lesson of doing evil."

Song Yiran looked at him for a while, then suddenly bent down, reached out and pressed Muji Teping's knee.

He felt Muji's stiffness at that moment, and said softly, "Senior is really reckless, hiding it from the coach and the captain... the injury is still not healed."

Muji Teping looked at the bent-over boy with a serious expression, and subconsciously stroked the top of his hair, "Because I believe in Aran."

"——If it was Aran, he would definitely not hurt me."

This defenseless trusting tone made Song Yiran startled.

"Don't push yourself too hard."

The black-haired boy said lightly, stood up, and followed the team.

In fact, he felt that his mentality was a little different.

——Compared to the belief that he just didn't want to lose at the beginning, at this moment, there is something more in his heart.

"Now—I don't want Seirin to lose even more."

When Song Yiran was about to step into the stadium from the aisle, under the dazzling light, he murmured.

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Hua Gongzhen stood opposite Song Yiran, his eyebrows were thicker, but his whole face was feminine, he raised his eyebrows, and said to Cheng Rin's ace, "Didn't your coach remind you not to face it directly?" Are you meeting me? Song Jun."

"what do you mean?"

The basketball was swaying dexterously in Song Yiran's hands, and the black-haired boy asked indifferently, "If you mean that kind of superfluous little trick..."

"Then, you'd better not show it."

"Because... I will let you know what is really scary."

As the black-haired boy said, his figure suddenly turned into a shadow-like existence!

Black sparks spread out from the corners of his eyes, and his figure suddenly shot out from the center line.

Hua Gongzhen's eyes widened in surprise, only to find that the speed of the boy in front of him was a little faster than when he was fighting with Aomine Daiki in the previous video!

"how is this possible!?"

On the sidelines, many people whom Song Yiran knew were watching the game with bated breath.

Kirisaki Daiichi High School is a very strong up-and-coming team. Most people know that as long as Song Yiran is not injured, he will never sit on the sidelines like in the previous games, and he will definitely play.

"As expected... this guy is more skilled in using zones."

Tonghuang didn't have a match, so the main players came to observe it. After all, Song Yiran didn't play during the camp at the seaside. They planned to use this match to estimate Song Yiran's current strength.

Qingfeng Dahui narrowed his eyes. He had a vague feeling that Song Yiran seemed to have a more terrifying power besides zone, but that power was in a semi-closed state.

If... this kind of power is completely liberated and merged with the zone, then what will happen?

Qingfeng Dahui shook his head, and said casually, "Leave these things alone, Song Yiran... You are in the zone, it seems that you haven't completely sunk to the bottom yet."

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On the field, the figure passed by the other people who were defending in an instant. Even though he felt that the opponent was trying to use the blind spot of the referee's sight to obstruct the thugs, Song Yiran's footsteps did not stop at all, as if unstoppable, he smashed the basketball Into the basket!

With his own strength, he passed all the opponent's players!

After a few seconds of silence on the sidelines, there was a huge scream!

Those who questioned Song Yiran's injury before, those fans who always silently supported him from the bottom of their hearts, and those who just loved basketball to watch the game, couldn't help cheering for this wonderful opening!

"Haha, you will be full of energy all of a sudden, Aran."

Vulcan patted Song Yiran on the shoulder, feeling the cheers from the audience, and his heart was a little boiling.

"Huagong, that kid is really difficult."

Kirisaki's first, a vicious man with half of his face covered, looked fiercely at Song Yiran on the other side. He rubbed his right hand. The thug block just now took advantage of his body, but he was directly charged by the opponent instead. In the past, I let my muscles go numb from the shock.

"It's okay, everything is going according to plan."

Glancing slightly at his companion, the maliciousness in the corner of Huagong Zhen's mouth was about to overflow.

The next few defenses by Kirizaki Daiichi seemed so weak to the audience, but the smile in Hanamiya Makoto's eyes became more obvious.

His eyes were firmly fixed on Song Yiran's left hand, which was marked by Kirisaki No. [-] several times.

Hua Gongzhen raised her lips.

Physical hints are just the first step.

——Just like that... step by step, dragging you back to the nightmare of the year.

——part1, the execution is completed.

When Seirin was defending Kirisaki No. [-], Song Yiran was afraid that Kisaki No. [-] would use hidden vicious fouls to attack hard, especially Hanamiya Makoto, who is good at quick attacks, so he blocked Hana Miya without hesitation. In front of Gong Zhen, after all, Song Yiran has full confidence and can avoid Hua Gongzhen's malicious attack with a faster speed.

"Actually, Song Jun, you overlooked one thing."

Hua Gongzhen looked at Song Yiran, and his tone was strangely soft, "Is the person you want to protect, the team you want to protect, really worth your sacrifice?"

Hua Gongzhen's voice kept lowering, maintaining a strange rhythm, making people's thoughts seem to be restrained by his voice.

——It's like... hypnotized.

Song Yiran frowned, calmed down, "Trash talking?"

"Gee, I don't want to talk trash."

Hua Gongzhen looked at him with a smile.

"—After all... You should have learned these lessons two years ago!"

At that moment, Song Yiran's pupils suddenly widened!

Taking advantage of this gap, Hua Gongzhen immediately bent down and passed the black-haired boy with excellent flexibility.

"Hey!? Xiaozhen... Ah Ran was passed by Hua Gongzhen!"

Takao Kazunari on the sidelines was shocked to tell his Shintaro Midorima the news. I don't know what kind of stimulation he received during the beach camp. This guy refused to watch Song Yiran's game again, and refused with a gesture of complete indifference. up.

"Oh, you don't need to tell me, I'm not interested."

After hanging up the phone, Shintaro Midorima was holding a laptop at home, staring at the live broadcast on the screen, and couldn't help but mutter, "What are you doing, Song Yiran!?"

It's just... the black-haired boy in the arena stopped where he was.

For some reason, some memories of the past that he no longer wants to recall suddenly flooded his mind.

He blinked lightly before he came back to his senses.

The fact that Huagong really excelled and scored made the audience very puzzled. The ball didn't seem to have any gold content, but the black-haired boy let it go so easily.

"Aran...?"

I ran over to Vulcan, looked at Song Yiran's dazed expression, and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Yiran rubbed his temples, his face regained his composure, "It's nothing, I just didn't recover all of a sudden."

The blue-haired boy looked at him worriedly. After all, he knew that Song Jun's heart was much firmer than ordinary people, and he would not be easily influenced by trash talk.

——Unless, Hua Gongzhen said something related to Song Jun's past.

I looked at Song Yiran's calm expression with some hesitation, and finally believed him.

After a brief pause, Song Yiran turned his head to look at Hua Gongzhen with a ghostly smile on his mouth.

Hua Gongzhen opened her lips, as if silently expressing——

——I know all your secrets... In my eyes, you have nowhere to hide.

The author has something to say:

small theater

Hanamiya: So... Is my part just a vicious male supporting role?

The author [whispered]: emmmm because your eyebrows don’t conform to my aesthetics.

Hua Gongzhen pointed at Vulcan Taiwo: Does his forked eyebrow look good? ?

Vulcan Taime: I can cook and wash clothes, what can you do?Let's make a salted fish

Makoto Hanamiya: ...mmp