No one wants to stop me from studying hard

Come on one on one.

——Although it is so open.

But Baicha rarely played basketball, and the few times Rinnosuke played casually with her, or the kind that didn't even care about the rules.

"You haven't forgotten the rules, have you?" The bronze-skinned boy quickly spun the basketball he picked up from the middle school student, with a casual tone.

"Just remembered."

Momoi stood on the street basketball court with his hands on his hips, trying to stop these two passionate children who were about to start one?on?one for no reason.

It's fine with this guy, but she never expected that Bai Cha would make a fuss with him.

"Ada, don't make trouble, you know that Xiaocha has never played basketball, right?"

Aomine glanced at the tea-haired girl who was tying her shoelaces, and was a little playful, "Of course I know about that kind of thing, but at least he was the manager of the basketball department before. Don't interfere in Wuyue, just watch from the sidelines."

But of course he didn't really want to do anything, he just thought it was interesting that the manager who had never taken the initiative to get off the stage suddenly said that he wanted one-on-one.

Since the third year of junior high school, he has rarely expressed any interest in the sport of basketball.

Even if it's just a little bit, why not do it.

"Nansen, offense or defense?" He asked with the basketball between them.

Baicha calmly took out the coin in his pocket and tossed it upwards, "Defend and counterattack."

The smile on the corner of Qingfeng's mouth widened a bit, "positive."

The coin falls down, tails up.

So, why did she make such a request?

Haven't you seen how strong Qingfeng is?And a year later, it must be even more powerful.

Sure enough, he was easily intercepted by him twice without seeing clearly, and the ball may not have been in his hands for more than ten seconds.

Seeing that Qingfeng Dahui in front of him didn't mean to be serious at all, Baicha felt that feeling from before came back again.

The blood in the body seemed to be burning.

Something was about to come out, Baicha pursed her lips, put the baseball cap on her head backwards, and her field of vision became clearer and wider.

The body is light, like falling into the clouds.

The basketball hit the ground once, twice...

The circumference is about 75 cm, and the mass is between 567-650 grams.

The basketball hoop is about 3.05 meters from the ground.

I saw her dribbling the ball skillfully avoiding Qingfeng's block, her speed was steady and fast, she raised her hand, and the next second the basketball perfectly followed the parabolic trajectory and entered the hoop.

Qingfeng stared blankly at his hand, his fingertips brushed against the basketball but missed the opportunity, and he didn't stop it?

The girl in front of her was very calm, then picked up the basketball, and reported the score herself, "2:1, the game continues."

"Interesting..." He provoked a smile, and quickly returned to defense, but this time he was a little more serious, and the sense of oppression on his body was unconsciously released.

The next few balls of white tea showed him what is called 'feng shui turns', too fast to catch.

As the last ball landed steadily, Baicha stood under the backboard and turned to face the blue-haired boy whose back was facing her. He lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, his hands hanging on his sides seemed to be shrouded in shadow.

Unexpectedly, it would end like this, Momoi stood there in disbelief, Xiaocha...is it so powerful?

This is not the little tea she knows!

#A friend who hasn't seen for a year turns out to be a boss, how should I hold her thigh tightly? #Online waiting, very urgent.

She regained her composure, and quickly picked up the water on the chair and ran towards the two of them.

"Xiaocha, Ada! How are you all?"

After receiving the water from Wuyue, he shook his head to indicate that he was fine, Baicha took off his hat and glanced at the ball on the ground.

Brother, she can play basketball now!

You no longer have to cry alone holding a basketball because no one is playing basketball with you at home!

Rinnosuke:? ? ?Does it refer to the incident when he was hit by a basketball when he was eight years old?

Momoi called softly to the boy who had been silent since just now, "Da, are you okay? Don't worry about it, or I will have a hard time... No, please cheer up!"

"Mayue, you are so noisy." A hoarse voice sounded, and Qingfeng clicked impatiently.

He raised his head slowly, sweat dripped down his angular face, and grinned, "I'm very excited about this result."

After all, it has been a long time since he has encountered such an opponent, and the basketball that has gradually become boring to him has added a bit of rare pleasure.

Baicha came over and heard what Qingfeng said after taking a sip of water. She was puzzled, "Really? I'm very excited... because I'm not the only one who can beat you?"

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly realized: "So this is why Qingfeng became so strange?"

Please be sure to order the song 'How Lonely Is Invincible' for my former classmates Aomine.

Momoi pulled people aside, feeling very empathetic, "Yes, yes, Ah Da started to look like that because he was too strong and no one could beat him, he really surpassed the second class..."

"Eh? Isn't Akashi-san counted?"

"Akashi-kun, that's true, but they are no match. And..."

Momoi's expression suddenly became indescribable.

"What's wrong?" Baicha looked at her suspiciously.

Momoi waved his hands in a panic, with complicated eyes, "It's okay..."

It's really okay, it's just because maybe Akashi-kun has become a second-year student than Ah Dai...

I heard that if there is a disagreement, they will take a pair of scissors and cut people's hair...

Anyway, Xiaocha, you will understand when the time comes.

Seeing her faltering, Baicha didn't ask any more questions, and instead said: "Speaking of which, I met a boy who looks very similar to Akashi at the station."

"Huh, really? How similar is it?" Momoi leaned closer to her head with a curious look on her face.

"It's like Akashi-san with a different color number." She subconsciously said, his hair is...

But he was stunned immediately, what is the color of that boy's hair?

Looking back now, whether it's the appearance or the clothes... everything is a blur and I can't remember it.

It was as if something was blocking her memory, but it was someone who looked a lot like Akashi-san.

Before he had time to think about it, Qingfeng separated the two of them, "Hey, tell me, if you have something to say, let's talk about it. I don't care if I got hit on the basketball court."

"Ada, you're so noisy." Momoi turned her face away, and returned exactly what Aomine said to her.

"Huh? Am I arguing?" Unexpectedly, his own Qingmei would use his own words to scold him, so Qingfeng could only be speechless.

Pushing the two guys who were arguing in the middle of the court to go out, Bai Cha shook his head, "Too childish..."

"Only Xiaocha (Nansen) is not qualified to say this!!"

The two who were pushed and shoved suddenly turned their heads and shouted in unison.

After saying goodbye to Momoi and Qingfeng, Baicha felt the hotness in his body slowly dissipate. The lightness and lightness when playing was very strange, and he always felt that his basketball genes were activated at that time.

Follow your heart completely, don't need to care about anything, only the high basketball hoop in your mind.

Although Baicha was not particularly good at sports since he was a child, it can only be said to be quite satisfactory. He also ran for a while with his brother who played basketball in the morning, but because he always slept too late, he couldn't get up and let it go.

But that feeling was surprisingly good.

However, Baicha sitting in the car didn't know that Momoi had turned on the phone after she left.

She glanced at Qingfeng who was practicing alone, and clicked on the friend list with confidence.

[桃子桃子] Create this group [Teiguang Basketball People]

Your friend [Handsome Hard Worker] joins this group

Your friend [Shadow] joins this group

Your friend [leader] joins this group

Your friend [today's lucky thing is a pencil] join this group

Your friend [Potato Chips Delicious Stick] joins this group

[Shadow]: Momoi-san?

[Handsome hard-working family]: Xiaotao, long time no see~ You actually pulled us into a group, so happy~ But why isn't Xiaoqingfeng here?

[Leader]: Momoi-san, what's the matter?

[Tao Zi Tao Zi]: I wasted everyone’s time, because there is something I want everyone to see.

[Handsome and hard-working man]: Hey, what~

[桃子桃子] uploaded a video.

[Handsome hardworking man]: The cover is Xiaochazi

[Delicious Potato Chips]: Ah, the white tea girl...

The camera in the video mainly focuses on the tea-haired girl wearing a hooded sweater and a baseball cap on the basketball court.

After a few minutes.

[Handsome hardworking man]:! ! ! !

[Handsome hardworking man]:? ? ? ?

[Handsome hardworking man]: It's Xiaochazi, right? ?

[Handsome hardworking man]: Little Chazi is so powerful!

[Handsome-looking hard worker]: She never told us that she could play basketball...

[Handsome hardworking man]: 555555

[Today's lucky item is a pencil]: Kise, don't post so much information in the group at once!

[Handsome hardworking man]: Xiaolujian, are you here?

[Handsome hardworking man]: Xiaolujian, let me tell you, Xiaochazi can also play basketball, and it's super good! !I do not even know(_)

[Today's lucky thing is a pencil]: Are you an idiot? !I am always here!

[Delicious Potato Chips]: Really a white tea girl

[Today's lucky thing is a pencil]: Everyone knows that kind of thing, Ziyuan, don't repeat it again!

[Shadow]: Opposite Nansen, is Qingfeng-kun?

[Taozi Taozi]: That's right~ I didn't expect to be recognized like this, as expected of Zhejun.

[Handsome hardworking man]: It's because Xiao Qingfeng's complexion is too conspicuous, even if he doesn't show his face, he can be easily recognized~ Xiao Heizi thinks so too, right?

[Shadow]: You can also see Aomine-kun's playing style.

[Handsome hardworking man]: Little Heizi didn't deny it? !

[Shadow]: Student Nansen is very powerful.

Seeing the commotion in the group, Momoi tapped the screen, ah, the reaction was more intense than expected.

Are you dumbfounded?Let you one by one look like the best in the world.

If you don't participate in club activities or competitions, you won't take it seriously and return to the club!

If I had known earlier, I should have brought Xiaocha over to let you be arrogant! !

The message beep sounds again.

[Leader]: Momoi-san, is this what happened this afternoon?

[Peach Taozi]: Uh huh, that's right.

[Leader]: It seems that Baicha has not mentioned many things to us.

Seeing this sentence, Momoi vaguely had a bad premonition.

as predicted...

[Leader] sent you a private message.

[Leader]: Since Baicha doesn't seem to be directly promoted, can Momoi-san tell me which college she went to?

I won't tell you, I'm a man of principle!

Momoi clenched his fist, and said a word aggressively and decisively.

the other side.

In the student union office of Luoshan High School, a cold boy sitting in front of the computer crossed his legs casually in front of the chair.

After a while, the screen of the mobile phone on the side lit up.

[桃子桃子] replied to your message.

【The High School Affiliated to Lihai University】

He stared at those words, a playful smile appeared in his indifferent eyes.

The white and slender fingers quickly pressed a few words, and after replying to the other party, there was no movement.

After a long while, the thin lips pursed slightly hooked, and a chuckle of unknown meaning came out.

"Ah."

Momoi looked at the 'thank you' on the message board, and couldn't help covering her face.

I'm sorry Xiaocha, after all, she succumbed to Akashi-kun's majesty.