must love tennis

56.

Fuji Yuta said that the ZONE in the basketball world is a gate, and only a few talents with top qualifications can reach that realm and open that gate.

"It's those people who are called miracles."

This statement sounds as if it makes "ordinary people" not so comfortable.

But also, no matter it is sports or any industry, the top of the pyramid is occupied by the best talents.

At this point in the topic, they turned their attention back to the court, watching the two strong teams with two "miracles" as the core for the final desperate struggle.

Looking at it, my mood became more and more peaceful, and it felt...as if I had broken my worldview.

Not to mention the discharge, even if a player throws a three-pointer through the heart in a handstand on the spot, they will no longer be surprised.

"It's really wonderful." Yuta murmured, "It's the first time I saw the two of them one on one..."

He was completely immersed in the fierce battle, his eyes were burning, and he was not much different from those fans screaming for their idols before the game.

Just as Long Ma thought of this, he suddenly felt that the arena was too quiet.

During the game, it is not necessary to keep quiet to allow the players to concentrate. During the appropriate offensive and defensive exchanges, the cheerleading of the cheerleaders is also very important.

Looking around, a group of fans in the front row were holding handkerchiefs, with tears in their eyes, as if they were going to cry at any moment.

People who don't understand the rules of basketball can still enjoy a game if they are infected by the atmosphere.

Long Ma looked at the court again, thoughtfully: "Sure enough, everyone likes the scene of falling in love and killing each other very much."

Then, I heard a low cough beside me.

She turned her head and bumped straight into Atobe with a disapproving expression on her face.

"Falling in love and killing each other?" He curled his lips in disdain, "It's more like beautiful peacocks pecking at each other."

"……Peacock?"

What about others?Your own style of play is even more exaggerated.

Ryoma frowned: "For whom?"

For these audiences?Not so.

——Even in professional competitions, only in entertainment All-Star games, for the sake of the splendor and splendor of the scene, can you relax and show off your skills.

But isn't this a life-and-death quarterfinal knockout match?

"It's for the victory." Atobe corrected, and added, "On this basis, it was affected by some additional factors, and it was just more bloody."

"Really?" Ryoma blinked.

"Just now, Mr. Fuji said," he said lightly, "The duration of the ZONE is not long. According to the consumption, it is estimated to be about 5 minutes, but from the beginning of the fourth quarter, they tried their best... This is obviously not enough Sensible. Isn't it just bloody too much?"

Atobe said with a sneer, he was all young at heart, why couldn't he see it?

Thinking of this, he glanced at her again.

"Think about it for yourself. If you were on the field and found out that your parents were sitting on the sidelines, how would you feel?"

I see!Ryoma instantly understood.

Leaving aside all off-court factors, she never wanted to lose, but if her father came to watch the game, there would be an even more reason to "absolutely not lose".

……what?

She looked at Atobe suspiciously: "How do you know that my dad and I—"

"What?" Atobe raised an eyebrow.

Uh, it seems that I didn't find it?

Ryoma immediately shut up and sat upright.

Atobe's scrutinizing gaze stayed on her hair for two seconds before slowly moving away.

At this moment, a loud noise erupted from one side of the auditorium.The cheerleaders dressed in neat colors waved their team flags, and the cheerleaders on the other side were not to be outdone, bouncing around with their voices raised.

Yuta was probably the one who watched the most seriously among them, at this moment he was sweating: "Is it finally the ZONE duel!"

Longma thought for a while and said, "I know someone who should be able to do it."

"Really?" Fuji Yuta was immediately distracted, turned his head, half-believing, "If there is such a powerful person, he must have participated in IH, right? Which one?"

"Well... I didn't see it."

"That means being eliminated." Yuta nodded affirmatively, "Although basketball is a team game, not relying on individual strength. But you have seen this game. No matter how good the other eight people are..."

However, in the light of the star players, the others suddenly looked overshadowed.

Relying on one's absolute superiority to overwhelm the opponent and lead the rhythm of the entire team is the so-called star tactics.But in this game, because both Tonghuang and Haichang had such a "star player", the turning point of the final victory fell in the hands of these two.

"However, the role they play is limited to this." Yuta sighed, and his eyes became a little sad and melancholy, obviously thinking of something.

Yes, the elder brother who also has the aura of genius, no matter how hard he tries, he still seems insignificant.Such feelings are very common.

Ryoma remained silent, Yuta quickly adjusted his mood, and said, "It's not just a 'miracle' that is hard to see in a century."

That's right, just wait for the miracle to bloom and it's over. What kind of plane do you need?

"I didn't say that." He blushed a bit, and argued, "Uh, I mean, I feel sorry for your friend too. But a game is a game, we lost, you see Ice Emperor also lost gone?"

Atobe listened and glanced indifferently.

Yuta continued: "In short, since they failed to advance, it means that their team is not up to the standard—"

Ryoma hadn't expressed any opinion on this guy's unauthorized use of his mantra, but at this moment, a voice came from beside him, agreeing very impressively: "That's right."

"Well, anyway, there is still a chance in the future, continue to work hard..." Yuta said, gradually sluggish, his neck twisted to the right side.

Immediately, his eyes widened, and his Adam's apple rolled a few times.

"Ghost?!!!"

"It's too rude, Mr. Buer." The young man sitting next to him said calmly.

However, Fuji Yuta sprinted in the opposite direction uncontrollably, almost touching Ryoma's body.Atobe put his hand in between the two with a look of disapproval, and separated them.

"What a fuss." He clicked his tongue and asked, "Who is this?"

Yuta took a few deep breaths before recovering, and suddenly grabbed Ryoma's wrist: "Yue, Yueqian!"

"Don't get excited, I can hear you."

"Remember last time!"

"Last time?"

"That was the time!" His voice raised his voice, "The day we went out to play tennis and got lost on the mountain—didn't I tell you that I bumped into...a ghost in the woods..."

Speaking of the second half, Yuta's momentum weakened again, and he looked at the audience on the right in surprise.

"You've been here all the time?"

"Yes."

"Are you kidding me?!" Yuta howled again.

sitting here all the time?Before the game?

Long Ma was also taken aback, and looked at it carefully.

The speaker is a high school student about fifteen or sixteen years old. He is taller than them, but may be shorter than Atobe—because they are all sitting, this judgment may not be very accurate.

With delicate facial features, light blue soft short hair, and clear eyes, it looks far from the "ghost" in Yuta's mouth.

However, although she looks good and her hair color is quite recognizable, but...

The sense of presence seems to be a little low.

Ryoma poked the arm of the person on the left with his index finger.

Atobe: "Don't poke, you can see it."

"Did you see that?" she asked.

"Of course." He raised his chin embarrassingly, "What else can I miss with my eyesight?"

That's right, this person can see through Tezuka's unhealed injury at a glance, and is also a character who can detect every blind spot and weakness of the opponent in the game.

It's just an unrelated passerby, he doesn't care about it.

This time, with other people testifying, Yu Tai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and felt at ease: "Is that so? It really scared me."

"It's okay." The transparent boy smiled politely. He didn't look offended by him, nor was he surprised or awkward. He said without changing his expression, "I'm used to it. My friends are often scared too."

——You obviously enjoyed it, right? !

Yuta opened her mouth, and it took a while to come back to her senses: "Ah, yes, what you just said..."

"En." The transparent boy nodded slightly, looked at Ryoma, and continued, "If there is a person who can be compared with the generation of miracles, I can only think of him."

"So you all know each other?" Fuji Yuta's eyes narrowed slightly, and he hesitated again, "Then you—"

"To be called a genius is naturally a rare and once-in-a-century 'genius'." He said calmly, "It's very enviable. However, I'm used to it—after all, I'm a teammate by my side."

"Senior Heizi..." Yuta was very moved when he heard that.

The boy known as Heizi suddenly stopped talking and looked at his neighbor: "Vulcan Lord was still here just now."

"what?"

"Excuse me," Heizi got up and said goodbye very politely. "My friend seemed to get lost outside the stadium looking for the team's mascot, so I went looking for him."

Brother, your friend has been lost outside for an hour, did you just remember? !

Seeing the young man with little sense of presence struggling through the auditorium and gradually going away, Yuta suddenly came back to his senses: "Is his friend the one you mentioned?"

"Hmm..." Since they are all called "Vulcan", there are not many Vulcans who play basketball so well in Japan.

Yuta: "It's a small world."

"No."

Yuta turned her head, her eyes widened suddenly: "Ah... the game is over!?"

After the show, it was still early.

The young master Atobe disliked the noisy environment, and stayed in his seat too lazy to squeeze in the crowd. Yuta was not in a hurry to leave, and dragged Ryoma to discuss the game just now.

"You..." Atobe frowned slightly, and stopped in the middle of speaking.

He doesn't seem too keen on admitting they're "dating" in front of other people.Besides, there is Huadi here, what is the date of the three of them called?

"After this is the final four, do you want to watch it together?" Yuta warmly extended the invitation.

Atobu was noncommittal.

"I don't care." Ryoma thought for a while, after all, she was very close to this boy who was bullied by her brother, and she didn't mind having more contacts, "As long as it's not a game day."

So the other two were silent, and their faces became quite strange.

Unlike them, Qingxue is advancing bravely and will continue to work hard in the Kanto Conference, not to mention that Ryoma is still one of Qingxue's trump cards.

As soon as Ryoma finished speaking, he also realized that he was used to speaking in this tone, and was always told that he deserved a beating, so he wouldn't annoy Atobe now, would he?

Looking at him again, his expression was unexpectedly calm, and his tone suddenly resembled Tezuka who was neither arrogant nor discouraged: "At this point, you are going to fight for the first place in the competition."

Not interrogative sentences.

Ryoma raised his chin: "Yes."

"Well." Atobe said out of habit, "Among the remaining teams in the Kanto Contest, the one worth mentioning is Li Haida."

With this tone, it seems that their Ice Emperor and not Qingxue were promoted.And it's not just the first round of the competition, but the finals.

Yuta couldn't help but said: "Don't listen to his big talk, you should keep your feet on the ground, in case the car overturns!"

Overturned?

Atobe's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he swept over.Not to be outdone, Yuta stared back.

"Did I said wrong thing?"

In fact, he didn't have the habit of being unreasonable and unreasonable, it was just that he was not happy with the traces.The latter finally decided not to be as knowledgeable as him, snorted, and hooked his fingers.

"Walk."

The auditorium was almost gone, and the aisle was empty and unobstructed.

Ryoma was sandwiched between the two, and always felt that the atmosphere was a bit dull.She immediately wished to change places with Atobe, but then she thought, isn't Huadi-student more dull?Forget it...

"However, Li Haida is very strong." Yuta repeated the topic while walking, "Their championship record in the Kanto Competition is 15 years——"

Fifteen consecutive championships sounds like such a terrifying record, but after hearing it too much recently, it has become flat, and it is more attractive to want to break it.

Ryoma shrugged.

"Even if Ice Emperor," Yuta said, glanced at Atobe, reluctantly said, "Last year's lineup is not their opponent. This year, your strongest Minister Tezuka was injured again... by the way , how is he now?"

"Coach said to leave school for treatment."

"Hmm." Yuta nodded after hearing this, a little regretful, "Anyway, it's even more difficult for you. —— Echizen?"

Ryoma suddenly realized that he was walking unconsciously for a while, and his pace slowed down a beat.

"It's nothing." She habitually stretched out her hand, touched the edge of her forehead, and turned to rub her bangs resentfully.

Atobe chuckled: "Why, you can't bear him to leave?"

"……what."

"Don't shift the focus—" Atobe clicked his tongue, and in the middle of speaking, he found that her slightly sluggish eyes seemed to have a fixed point, and he also looked over, and then fell silent.

The Ice Emperor's classic gray uniforms for the main selection team are so eye-catching, and this group of people even swaggered and stood in a row under the steps, making a show of comparison.Fortunately, it's now the end of the show, and if it was changed 10 minutes ago, I'm afraid it will cause a stampede accident among fans.

The red-haired boy in the lead put his hands on his hips, stepped on the steps aggressively, and shouted loudly.

"The Department of Traces!"

……

Fuji Yuta stared intently for two seconds, turned his head hesitantly, looked at the three people around him, and blurted out: "What are they doing? Wait, what are you doing, Mr. Atobu? Your team members are here to catch rape... ...'s posture, uh..."