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

This scene was too shocking.

Vulcan Taiga held the basketball hoop that he tore off with one hand, as if he was being watched by all the people, and he was dressed in brilliance.

It's just that the red-black boy with broken hair kept staring at the smiling black-haired boy with scorching eyes.

The dazzling electric lights in the corners of his eyes are all announcing to those he wants to surpass, that he has also entered the field of genius.

Whether it was Akashi Seijuro, Aomine Daiki, or Midorima Shintaro, they all felt that someone else had opened that door.

It was a strange connection, as if at the same time a nerve was touched by the man who pushed the door.

In addition to Akashi, Aomine Daiki and Midorima Shintaro also came to the sidelines.

Midorima Shintaro pushed his glasses and said, "This guy, it took so long after training at the seaside...to open the zone. He really has poor talent."

Aomine Daiki, on the other hand, firmly clenched the top guardrail, his brows were furrowed tightly.

"Tsk, besides Song Yiran... that guy, did you catch up too? Although I also had a hunch that this guy is in the same category as us, but I didn't expect him to be able to enter the zone before Ziyuan."

"—Sure enough, Murasakihara was too careless."

"Aran, I did it."

On the field, Vulcan Dawo held the basket in his right hand and walked towards Song Yiran.

The smile in the corners of Song Yiran's eyes deepened. He had vaguely felt before that the Vulcan master had already touched that threshold, and he was only a thought away from stepping in.

He knew that during the period when he went to the tennis U-17 training base, Kagami Taiga, as Seirin's main attacker, must have been under a lot of pressure, but there is pressure to have motivation, so he will press hard Under the condition of being able to so quickly in just a few months, there is a significant improvement.

"Yeah, you did it, Big Me."

Song Yiran looked at Vulcan Dawo and said with a smile.

Vulcan still raised his right hand foolishly, and leaned over.

Song Yiran looked at Vulcan. His current appearance... was too different from his performance when he dunked just now. The black-haired boy couldn't help teasing, "Big me, why are you still holding the basket high? Didn't you achieve it?" The achievement of being ripped off in the national competition...you are so cute and silly like this."

Looking at the smiling eyebrows of the black-haired boy, I realized how stupid I was with my right hand raised high. At this time, he thought of lowering the hand holding the basket, and smirked in embarrassment. up.

——Zone is actually a kind of awareness, to put it more bluntly.

At the moment when I confronted Atsushi Murasaki, I was not thinking about winning or losing, nor about other people, but about the black-haired boy who made him miss him.

——If Ah Ran was behind me, watching me...how could I lose?

Under the Yangquan basketball hoop, Atsushi Ziyuan stood up shaking his body.

His muscles and bones are very good, so the collision just now looked serious, but in fact it was not a serious problem. He stood up without changing his expression, but looked at the man holding the basket with his clear eyes, as if he was asking for credit for Song Yiran. Vulcan big me.

"Damn... It's too much to step on my face and show off to Ranzi."

The way he frowned finally faded away a little bit of the childlike childishness that didn't match his mature appearance, the corners of his mouth that were always curled up made him look extraordinarily gloomy.

"Unforgivable... Unforgivable, I must crush him!"

It's just that Atsushi Ziyuan's expression quickly froze.

He saw Song Yiran looking in his direction and walking towards him slowly.

"Zi Yuan-kun, are you alright?"

the black-haired boy asked.

Atsushi Ziyuan was silent for a while, and suddenly held his left arm aggrieved. Although he didn't show any aggrieved expression, his straight eyes were like a puppy asking to be stroked.

"Ranzi...I'm in so much pain here."

The purple-haired boy's voice was slightly elongated, and it sounded like he was being coquettish, "It's best to hug him."

Song Yiran: ...

He didn't answer the words, and watched Bingshi Chen also pull the giant dog back to the substitute seat on the sidelines of the Yangquan court with a black thread.

But after placing Atsushi Murasakihara, Himuro Tatsu glanced in Seirin's direction inadvertently. He saw Kagami Taiga's smirk, but felt a little unbalanced.

——Why... why! ?Why does my big self have such a good talent...why?Whether in the United States or in Japan, the person with the best talent will always be him!

Bingshichen didn't say much, but kept this unwillingness in his heart.

After the referee outside the court regained his senses, he immediately stepped forward and signaled Seirin's player to put down the basket, signaled the game to be suspended, and started buying equipment again.

——This... is the first time this kind of thing happened in a national basketball competition.

During the period of resetting the equipment, the scene was a bit embarrassing. Although it was the first time such an accident happened, the organizer still had some preparations. The basketball baby wore a charming light-colored skirt and trotted onto the field.

At this time, their enthusiastic dancing figures could no longer attract the attention of others.

Everyone is still immersed in that amazing buckle.

"This...how is this possible." Fujiwara Hideyoshi murmured, he couldn't help standing up, leaning his body, wanting to explore the court below.

——This was completely beyond his expectations... In this game, besides Song Yiran's unscientific three-pointer, there was another person... The dunk was so powerful that it hit the basket. They can be torn off!

"These people already have a professional level."

Fujiwara Hideyoshi sat down again in a daze.

"This is the strength that Japan's top youth players...have."

——Talented people come out from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years.In such an era, in addition to those talented players who were called the miraculous generation in junior high school, there are some people who want to catch up with them to prove their existence.

As a result, outstanding talents continue to emerge, and the momentum is astonishing.

——This is the brightest era of basketball.

Akutagawa felt that he was very old. Although his face still looked very energetic, he also knew that it was just an illusion of skin, but... being able to stand at the end of this era and stare at the tide sweeping, he felt , it was his pleasure.

——He even had a hunch that in the future, the Japanese football world would be full of stars.

He couldn't help but think of his former coach.

Japanese basketball has experienced the darkest period. At that time, the coach of Akutagawa Akira could not see a glimmer of hope at all, but he was still struggling.

Akutagawa felt that he was much luckier than his coach.

——It is an honor for him to live in the same era as these younger generations.

The old man fixed his eyes on Song Yiran again.

——No matter what happens, he has always believed... Among these bright pearls, Song Yiran will definitely be the most dazzling one.

It can be said that this is an intuition he possessed after being a coach for so many years and seeing so many talented teenagers.

During the period of rest, Vulcan Taiga also released the zone.

Vulcan has just entered the zone, and his understanding of the zone is not deep enough, so he can't control it freely at all.

As soon as it was lifted, he felt a sense of weakness.

One was unsteady, Vulcan Da I staggered, and was supported by Song Yiran.

It can be said that Vulcan Dawo's zone was opened very timely. He knocked Ziyuan Atsushi head-on, which dealt a great blow to Yangquan's morale.

"This state is very good, keep going!"

Aida Reiko compared fists and punched Vulcan's shoulder with one fist.

"Vulcan, you bastard! Why did you hide so deeply? When did you enter the zone!"

"Just today... I never thought that I could enter... At that time, in my mind, I didn't think about anything, and I succeeded directly."

Kagami blushed, not daring to look at Reiko Aida's expression, he couldn't tell what he saw at that time.

"So... Is it due to your undivided attention?"

Aida Reiko pondered.

The others in Seirin were speechless when they heard Vulcan's explanation.Especially Kuroko Tetsuya, who looked at Kagami with vain eyes.

——Such a relaxed tone... It seems that being able to enter the zone has become a very easy task under Vulcan's description.

In the end, Vulcan was temporarily substituted and the game restarted.

Song Yiran noticed that Zi Yuandun actually walked out from the position under the basket and stood at the forefront of the offense.

This made many people widen their eyes in surprise. After all, in their impression, Atsushi Murasakihara, who has a height advantage, is the best defensive shield.

They simply don't understand what kind of astonishing speed, flexibility and explosive power lies under that seemingly clumsy and huge body.

Atsushi Murasakihara took out a rubber band out of nowhere and tied up his bangs that had been covering his eyes.His eyes were fully exposed, raised slightly, looking fierce and terrifying.

"Did the red-haired guy go down? He really pissed me off... So, I still want to blow up Seirin."

Atsushi Murasaki said with a blank face.

However, seeing Song Yiran standing in front of him, Atsushi Ziyuan still softened his eyes.

"Of course, I'm going to be serious this time."

The purple-haired boy tilted his head slightly, looking a bit childish.

Only when he dribbles the fierce look, it will not make people feel that he is a kind person.

It was almost a giant tank, smashing through all the lines of defense blocking him.

He deliberately avoided Song Yiran.

The moment Atsushi Ziyuan stretched out his hand to grab the basket, it was like a thunderclap, and then there was a lingering sound surrounded by one after another!

The ball frame swayed firmly for a while, but was slowly torn off by Atsushi Murasakihara!

The audience was silent.

——In less than 10 minutes, the two baskets at both ends fell down!

In this gap, Zi Yuandun glanced sideways at Song Yiran, his eyes were full of pride and showing off.

There also seemed to be a purple sparkle at the end of his eye, but it disappeared quickly.

——What I can do, Kagami...I can do it too!

——So you should just look at me...Ranzi!

The author has something to say: Basket: mmp, what the hell did I provoke, I was smashed like this orz