[Comprehensive] All the games I've played have come true

The orange-yellow ball hit the wooden floor, making a dull and light sound.

The game started.

The team members scrambled fiercely, involved each other, and attacked the opponent's lineup, in order to create a gap and launch an attack.

It's all about getting the ball and shooting it.

——Is the game of scrambling for the ball really that fun?

Shencheng couldn't understand, but looking at their sweaty faces and focused eyes...

I also feel that maybe she really likes it, just like she likes games, and she continues to do it despite the doubts of others "why don't you go to study/learn some special skills when you have this time".

People always have to do what they like to make sense.

If they didn't like it, why would a group of students insist on exercising self-discipline?How could it be possible to do this?

... Having said that, however, in competitions, strength is everything. It doesn't mean that as long as you like it, you can win.

It also takes talent, sweat, hard work and even luck, it's that cruel.

And this game...

Shencheng looked at the scoreboard on the field. At this time, it was only 9 minutes into the first quarter.

However, the score has been slightly opened, and Diguang is behind.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that now Diguang's performance is severely suppressed.

In the first few minutes, the Diguang team was able to organize an effective counterattack and score a few points, but the more time passed, the more Xiangbei players adapted to the rhythm of Diguang, and the more they could suppress Diguang in the opponent's half. .

Especially the red-haired player of the Xiangbei team, with the support of his teammates, he rampaged smoothly in the Diguang formation.

But Teiguang found it difficult to restrain him. After all, he lost sight of the other. If he pays too much attention to Yingmu Huadao, he will lose points in other weak points. Their other core, Rukawa Feng, is not a good-looking person. .

Maybe this is how the former weak schools felt when they faced Aomine and the generation of miracles?

This is the strength of the high school champion.

Shencheng looked at the game situation, and finally, at the beginning of the second quarter, he replaced Midorima and let Haizaki step up.

One is that they can't let it go too smoothly and disrupt their tactics, and the other is that Haizaki has a relatively strong impact, so it may be effective.

It's not that Green is at fault.

It's just that Xiangbei's tactics must have deliberately targeted Midorima.

As a pitcher, Midorima is a system-oriented player. Once supported, he can become a ruthless scoring machine, but on the contrary, if he is deliberately divided, it will be difficult to do.

There are too many scoring points in the team now, and everyone has the idea of ​​breaking through instead of trying to catch up with teammates.

Midorima walked to the bench and sat down in silence, drank a few sips of water without saying a word.

Invisible targeting consumes too much energy, he is very tired now.

This tactic had some effect in a short period of time, but after more than ten minutes and a short break, until there were 2 minutes left in the second quarter, the score was slowly increased.

The moment seemed to happen suddenly.

Murasakihara was standing at the end of Teiko's half. He happened to get the basketball after Teiko scored another goal.

But he didn't look at Akashi who was standing in a very comfortable position and was about to respond, but threw the ball out of bounds as if throwing away some burden.

This purple-haired middle school student with a particularly prominent physique is like a child who is about to lose and gets into trouble. After throwing away his burden, he walked to the bench without any notice or warning.

"Murora, what does this mean?"

Akashi seemed to already know the answer, but still asked him.

"You can tell by looking at it, right?"

Murasakihara didn't look back.

"I don't play anymore," he said.

……

At the moment when Ziyuan threw the ball out of bounds, Shencheng timely applied to the referee for a substitution. At the same time, Xiangbei also took this opportunity to request a substitution.

Xiangbei was replaced by a guy Shencheng looked familiar to, who seemed to be called Makoto Hanamiya. Momoi exclaimed and said that this was one of the five generals without a crown.

Shencheng thought about it, and recalled a little bit, but the current Hua Gongzhen, his temperament is obviously much better, and he doesn't look like a "bad boy" at all.

Coach Anxi has something...

... Shencheng chose to replace Heizi, this boy with a weak sense of presence, just like the "abduction (i.e. support)" in the game, may be able to bring about different changes.

"I see, student from the Heavenly Academy."

Heizi's penetrating eyes seemed to have seen something clearly.

He answered calmly and went up with firm steps.

... Shencheng felt that he had gradually become proficient, and had found a bit of aura to plan strategies in the game.

At this time, Murasakihara also returned to the bench, Momoi watched the situation on the court and handed the corresponding supplies to Murasakihara.

Luma was not there, he brought his lucky item and said he was going outside to get some air.

Shencheng looked at Murasakihara——

Unsurprisingly, he was sweating.

Even though he only stayed on the field for less than 2 quarters, Ziyuan, who has always been in good physical condition, was covered with sweat. The locks of purple hair were all wet and stuck to his face, and his sweatshirt was also full of sweat. .

Murasakihara put the towel Momoi gave her on her head, even covered her eyes, and sat on the bench chair, not wanting to move.

...The towel was gradually getting wet.

Shencheng looked at it, thinking that this guy must be crying, right? ...Shouldn't it?

And Ziyuan has completely fallen into his own thinking, he doesn't care what other people think, and he no longer thinks about outside competitions.

Ziyuan raised her hand, covered the towel, and wiped it back and forth indiscriminately.

... He was confused and at a loss.

... Murasakihara thought of Akashi.

He used to think that Chi Zai was the strongest, so he listened to him in everything.

Akashi hoped that he could keep training and continue to play basketball, and he did it one by one.

Later, he felt that Chengzai was also very strong and kind, and would give him snacks, so he would listen to what she said.

Occasionally, Chengzai would send him to do some small things, and he would reluctantly agree.

...he doesn't hate playing basketball with everyone.

However, he has always chosen to obey the strong.

Therefore, in the face of an invincible enemy like Xiangbei, it is better to give up early, right?

Pointless resistance is pointless.

Xiangbei is very strong, it seems to be stronger than Chengzi?

The weak are not qualified to challenge the strong.

The strong can do anything.

Such words kept appearing in Murasakihara's mind.

It was clearly what he had always said to be absolutely correct, but it made him feel restless for no reason.

Just when his thoughts were in confusion, a bottle of mineral water was suddenly stuffed into Ziyuan's hand.

He opened his eyes.

"Ziyuan," Shencheng said, "what do you think?"

Her expression and tone seemed to be chatting casually, but it hit the point.

You have always obeyed the strong, but what are your own thoughts?

Shencheng organized the language: "If I or Akashi force you to take away your snacks, what will happen to you?"

"What if you were forced to eat nasty carrot-flavored potato chips while taking away the snacks?"

"No." Ziyuan was interrupted from thinking, and after hearing the question, she answered in a childish tone without hesitation.

"You also know," Shencheng's expression gradually became ruthless, "it's useless for you to say 'no'."

"But you said it anyway."

Murasakihara: "Because if you resist, sometimes you can leave something behind."

"So, do you hate losing?" Shencheng asked again, "...Why don't you just say 'no'? Sometimes you won't lose."

Shencheng has felt that way since a long time ago...no, when he was playing games, Murasakihara's concept of competition, strength and weakness is too extreme.

After this question was asked, Ziyuan didn't say anything more.

Shencheng didn't ask any further questions.

After a while, Ziyuan's muffled voice came out:

"After the half-time break, let me play again... Hei Zi can't stop that guy."

"...that red-haired man is really annoying."

After saying this, Ziyuan turned his head, and his eyes that had been lazy all this time were also widened, and the purple eyes were extremely serious.

Shencheng thought he had something more important to say, so he waited.

Murasakihara: "By the way, the thing I hate is carrots, not carrot-flavored potato chips."

Shencheng: "...I know, I know."

Waiting for nothing.

The second quarter ended quickly, followed by a 10-minute intermission.

The score was still far ahead in Xiangbei. They chatted and went back, not knowing what they would say about the Generation of Miracles.

Maybe a good friendly opponent?

Everyone in Diguang is generally not in a good mood.

No one on the bench spoke, only Momoi got busy.

Kise...he didn't have a playful smile as usual, but thoughtful, this guy is not a big problem.

Qingfeng...his face turned darker, but there was a faint excitement of meeting a strong enemy, Shencheng felt that he didn't need to worry about him.

Akashi... Akashi's words, facing a possible defeat, his expression was surprisingly calm.

Because it was a friendly match, he wasn't under the pressure to win... and his father basically wouldn't know about it.

Haizaki...

Visible to the naked eye, after drinking the water, he stomped on the mineral water bottle a few times.

Shencheng glanced at him and said, "No, you can throw it in the trash can, no one sweeps it during the holidays."

Haizaki was a little reluctant and hesitant.

The main reason is that after stepping on the bottle, there is no face when picking it up again.

Shencheng fooled him and said, "Did you know that littering is in our school and you will be fined, so be careful."

It sounds like it's true.

Haizaki was dubious: "Is it true? Why haven't I heard of it?"

While wiping his sweat with a towel, he showed a thoughtful expression.

Shencheng...Of course Shencheng doesn't know if it's true or not, she hasn't even attended a few classes in this school.

But she continued to fool around without changing her face: "It's true, right? Momoi?"

Momoi next to him was stunned for a moment, and agreed with a tacit understanding: "There is such a rule."

Seeing that Haizaki still didn't believe it, Akashi also agreed.

Now Huizaki was finally fooled, he picked up the bottle and threw it into the trash can.

The air was immediately filled with a cheerful atmosphere, diluting the seriousness and tension.

But Haizaki had no idea why the atmosphere changed like this.

After a while, Akashi looked at Shencheng:

"Ziyuan will play soon?"

Shencheng replied, "That's right."

"That's good."

Akashi smiled slightly, "In this case, we can adjust our strategy."

...It seems that there is still hope of catching up with the score.

Seeing how relaxed he was, Shencheng had this idea again.

At this time, Lujian, who had been outside the field to breathe, came back with his lucky object during the intermission.

Because it was a friendly match, neither the referee nor Xiangbei expressed any opinion on the fact that Luma had been out for so long to breathe.

To Shencheng's surprise, Luma didn't feel any better after breathing for so long, and came here with a sullen face.

"problem occurs."

Midorima said solemnly and concisely.

"Don't panic." Akashi calmly comforted him, "What happened?"

"When I was passing by the corridor just now," Midorima paused, "I found a few contestants from Xiangbei who were sticking around the corridor..."

Midorima hesitated again, and said, "The backstreet girl support poster seems to be saying something."

He didn't dare to listen to the content.

Seeing that their atmosphere was not right, Qingfeng, who was standing by, also came over to listen.

He remembered this poster. Although he didn't know why he couldn't get sexual with the plump girls on the poster, people in Xiangbei saw this kind of thing...

Qingfeng couldn't help murmuring: "How can we compete..."

Shencheng: ... Midorima is still holding a doll lucky thing, why don't you say it?

Shencheng changed his naive thoughts.

It's hopeless, on the other hand, it's hopeless...

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The author has something to say:

Hua Gongzhen sent to Xiangbei for ideological education!I think so.

Murasakihara's problem is more complicated, and it is ideally solved here as reasonably as possible.

Losing is not the goal, I just hope that everyone can grow and become better, after all, they are fans.