[Comprehensive] When the green room is crossed

Although Midorima was indeed aroused by Mitsui's few words and few words, he had no interest and kept high spirits under the premise that the person concerned had not returned.So in the next few days, Midori still maintained the same indifferent face as before and continued his daily training. On the surface, there was no difference from before. Acting like it's not burning at all?

——Don't you usually become aggressive and passionate when you are aroused by others?Even Rukawa, who was bluntly said by coach Anxi at the time that he was not as good as Xiandao, immediately became murderous immediately. Why was Midorima an exception?

Mitsui couldn't help feeling puzzled—could it be that Midorima was really burning in his heart but didn't show it on his face?Could it be that Midorima is actually more boring than Rukawa?

He was a little stunned when he thought of this - how could he think of the word "Mensao"?Obviously Lvjian looks like a cold-mouthed and cold-faced person, and he is always indifferent when talking to him, and he walks around with strange lucky objects all day long... It is clearly the image of a weird person , How on earth did he think of this adjective?He's not a little girl...

He splashed water on his face vigorously, and felt a burst of coolness and refreshment, but at the same time felt that the complex feelings in his heart were relieved a lot. He straightened up and wiped the water stains on his face, and couldn't help sighing——

He knew in his heart that his attitude was very subtle when dealing with Midorima, a powerful junior who suddenly appeared. After all, Midorima was also playing SG, and he was a shooting guard just like him.Even if it's just for this reason, he can't help looking at the other party with special emotions, not to mention that the other party has one more advantage over him, a person who has been decadent and gave up basketball for two years: Midorima's physical strength.Not only that, even he who was once known as the "sharp shooter" dare not say that he has a 100% hit rate, but Midorima dares to say that he can do it!No matter whether it is true or whether Midorima is young and frivolous and does not know the heights of the sky and the earth, looking at the other party's calm expression, he can't help but want to believe that he can really do it.

While feeling deeply that Midorima is special, Mitsui, who considers himself a senior and has the obligation to guide the younger generation, can't help but want to get closer to each other, even if the other party doesn't appreciate it at all.And to be honest, although Midorima's temper can be regarded as weird, but it is not to the extent that people want to beat him up. What is great is that it makes people feel uncomfortable. So it's okay for them to be generous and tolerant for the sake of practicing hard.

Of course, Midorima, the person concerned, didn't know anything about Mitsui's rich mental activities, and he was on his way back to buy dinner.

As a well-rounded top ten student, Midorima has an obvious shortcoming that has to be said, that is, although he studies well in sports and looks good, he can't cook!This can also be regarded as a shortcoming that Midorima has to face up to and admit on the way to develop in the direction of omnipotence, of course, Midorima's strange nature is not included.With this not-so-good shortcoming, he has to think about the menu of the day every day. After all, there are no parents and sisters in this world who can prepare meals and wait for him to go home.

After some deliberation, Midorima finally decided to go to the newly opened restaurant to settle his dinner tonight. After ordering a beef meal, he sat by the window and looked at the foreign books he carried with him. .

When he was watching intently, he heard a loud crash outside the window—it sounded like something hit the wall next to the shop.

Midorima raised his eyebrows and shifted his gaze out of the window in a strange way. The first thing that caught his eyes was a face with expressionless eyes and a confused expression—it was a boy's face, very handsome, but he The freshly baked bun on his head spoiled the beauty of his face.

Midorima exchanged glances with him without changing expression, then withdrew his gaze and put his visual focus back on the book—he never had any extra curiosity about other people's affairs.

The boy outside the window obviously didn't want to rely on others to help. He rubbed the bump on his head, yawned as if nothing had happened, and helped himself up. The bicycle on the ground continued to ride away staggeringly, and the passers-by who accidentally watched the whole process couldn't help being stunned——

"Isn't this good-looking boy a fool?"

No one answered his murmurs, and in the end he just murmured a few words, "It's such a pity that it's a fair world in a world with a broken brain..." and left.

As for the green room?He has already left this guy who happened to meet him aside, because he has to eat early, go back early, and rest early, so that he can get up early to practice football tomorrow-the school gymnasium does not open so early, so he has to run to the street in the morning Fortunately, there happened to be a basketball court not too far away, which happened to be convenient for him.

But the next day his calculation seemed to be in vain——

Someone has already taken the place where he used to practice.

Midorima was holding a schoolbag in one hand and a net bag containing a basketball, and in the other hand was holding the lucky object of the day—a prank box. Look complicated.

On the one hand, the boy in the black and white T-shirt has good golf skills and is worth seeing, but on the other hand, the other party just happened to occupy the seat that originally belonged to him, and now he has no place to practice.

Just when he was considering whether to go to practice with the other party or simply give up this place and find another place, the boy suddenly dribbled and accelerated, and after a few flashes, he jumped up and hit the basket with one hand. buckle--

A very powerful and beautiful dunk!

Midorima couldn't help but slightly opened his eyes - as an expert, he certainly knew that the boy's slam dunk was very smooth and fast. If it was done in an actual game, it might have a great effect on boosting morale. About the same as his ultra-high ballistic three-pointer.

He couldn't help but look at the boy a few more times. It wasn't until the boy let go of the hoop and jumped off the hoop that he saw clearly the boy's face that had been against the light. But the moment he saw it clearly, he couldn't help being a little dazed——

Isn't that the boy who hit the wall last night?

He frowned and looked at the other person's face carefully for a few more times, and finally confirmed that the other person was the boy he had a brief impression of yesterday, and the bag he bumped into on the other person's head was still stuck with ok, which matched the boy's face. The expressionless face is really extra joyful.

Rukawa, who was moving his wrist on the spot, suddenly felt a gaze lingering on him. In the past, he would automatically ignore these irrelevant people, or it could be said that his nerves were too dull to notice.It's just that this time, I don't know why there is a strong feeling in his subconscious that makes him involuntarily shift his usual miserly gaze to the tall figure standing outside the court...

It wasn't until a short while later that he realized that that strong impulse was the desire to fight fiercely produced by the militant factor in his body when he met a strong man.

It's just that Rukawa doesn't know this yet, his eyes became a little bit brighter only when he noticed the basketball in Midorima's hand.He didn't remember that the green room standing there was someone he had met last night. For him, except for basketball and some people, other things were irrelevant, so it was impossible to say that the green room that had only met once It didn't leave a little impression in his mind.

For some unknown reason, he actually walked to the edge of the court, looked at Midorima with his eyes high and high, and asked, "Do you play basketball?"

Midorima looked at the sweaty boy in front of him, and didn't feel that the other party's words offended him. He felt that there was nothing to hide, so he nodded generously and said, "Ah."

The boy's eyes lit up again, he stared at Midorima's eyes, completely unaware of how much pressure he had unknowingly put on the other party, he said word by word: "Are you strong?" Instead of going around, he directly asked the question he wanted to know the most. For him, this was the most important reason for him to talk to the other party. If it was someone else, he would have been too lazy to bother.

Midorima squinted his eyes subconsciously when he heard this familiar sentence, his lenses reflected a white light, followed by his cold voice: "Of course." He never concealed his strength, nor was he humble habit.

Rukawa's eyes flashed a sharp light, he squinted at Midorima who was unmoved, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth and said, "I believe what you said." Maybe the strong man really has a special aura Well, he felt the same kind of breath from this strange boy in front of him, and this made him ignite the fighting spirit that he hadn't seen for a long time.

So his next words were——

"Let's play a game."

Midorima's pupils also narrowed slightly, and he saw his figure in the other person's eyes, and then he heard himself say: "I am extremely happy."

The words are concise and concise, and it seems to show the boundless momentum of the two sides. Even from the tense gaze, one can imagine how fierce the next confrontation will be.

Of course, this match between the two of them was inevitable, and now it's just brought forward when they don't know each other's identity.

As for the result of this [-]on[-], no one knew about it except for the person concerned. Later, when everyone knew about this competition, they asked the two curiously, but they all got the same answer—he is a man worth fighting for. opponent.

Other than that, they didn't know anything else, let them scratch their heads and gossip, and the two of them didn't reveal anything. It can be said that the result of this competition has become a mystery.

In short, the one-on-one ended after both of them managed to get sweaty.

Midorima looked up at the time on the clock, and adjusted his glasses, "I should go." A good student cannot be late.

Rukawa stared at him, then nodded, "Oh." But the next moment his eyes burst out with infinite fighting spirit, "Come again next time." The feeling of fighting against an evenly matched opponent is really extraordinary good.

Hearing this, Midorima couldn't help raising his eyebrows to look at him, the sweat on his forehead flowed down the outline to his neck, he was not as aggressive as Rukawa, so he just said: "Let's talk about it." This kind of thing only happens once in a while. Well, it's not like he will die if he doesn't challenge others.

He picked up all his things and walked out of the court after he meticulously buttoned his coat to the top. Rukawa didn't realize that he didn't know the opponent's name until he had walked five or six meters.

So after walking a certain distance in Midorima, he heard the boy with a cold face ask him a question from behind——

"What's your name?"

Without looking back, Midorima said, "Midorima Shintaro."

Originally, he only thought that the meeting this morning was just a coincidence, but in the afternoon he saw each other on the basketball team after school, and Miyagi's introductory words appeared in front of his eyes together with his face——

"Ah Midorima, you came just in time. This is Rukawa Kaede. I went to the National Youth Team and just came back yesterday. I am in the first grade like you. Rukawa, this is Midorima Shintaro, the new player."

Midorima looked at the eagerness in his eyes, obviously wanting to have another one-on-one with Rukawa with him, and unconsciously muttered in his heart——

This is too much of a coincidence.