[Black Basket] It's not that easy

The qualifiers for the National High School Competition officially started.

As Tokyo is the most representative area in the National Middle School Basketball League, the place where the qualifiers will be held is naturally a large stadium in the city.

The strongest momentum in the Kanto region is naturally Teiko Middle School, which has won the championship for two times in a row. In the first match, all members of the "Generation of Miracles", known as the strongest team in history, played. People's amazing talent is a topic that people talk about.

But it was the first qualifying match, the stands were already filled with dense crowds of spectators, and the media on the edge of the field also set up cameras, until the buzzer blew, cheers and exclamations almost resounded throughout the venue.

There will be three games in the same day, and the second game will be handed over to the main players of the first army to play, and several generals from the "Generation of Miracles" will be in charge of the substitutes off the field.

"Akashi-kun." Kuroko Tetsu also stood up from the bench. He was wearing a long-sleeved thermal shirt with blue stripes on a white background of Teiko, and he turned to the red-haired boy calmly and gently: "Can I visit Kise-kun in the health room?"

Akashi was looking at the field, casually draping Teiko's customized jersey jacket on his shoulders, he first closed the information notepad in his hand, handed it to Coach Kudo, and then stood up.

"Let's go, I'll go see Ryota too."

the other side.

In the standard health care room in the gymnasium, a boy with yellow hair took off his shoes and socks, put his leg on the support, and the health doctor sitting opposite him checked it carefully. After thinking for a while, he took out some plasters from the cabinet .

"It's just the most common redness and swelling, don't worry, it will be fine after a few days of plastering."

Momoi Wuyue was sitting beside her, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words: "That's really great, I'm sorry to trouble you."

The doctor got up and left after the simple treatment, and Momoi had time to turn to Kise: "Xiao Huang, you really scared me to death! Don't intercept the ball like this next time, otherwise it will really hurt you legs!"

"Well..." Kise bent his fingers and scratched his face embarrassingly: "It's the first time I played... I'm just a little excited hahaha..."

Wu Yue subconsciously rolled her eyes, and was about to say a few more words, when the door of the health care room was pushed open from the outside.

"Oh, Ryota, you are very leisurely."

Momoi resolutely gave up on preaching, and leaned back to the side, not forgetting to glance at Kise sympathetically.

Xiao Huang, take care of yourself.

Kise: ...

"Calm down!" Kise laughed a few times: "Little Akashi, calm down! I just want to score a few more goals!"

Akashi smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I can understand your desire to win the game, but Ryota..."

Kise swallowed, his deep light yellow eyes trembled like spring water, nervously waiting for Akashi's meaningful pause.

Akashi's smile remained the same: "Everyone scored 20 points in the last game, but you, Ryota, were temporarily replaced because of a foot injury and did not complete the task. Then we will follow the original rules and recuperate after the game. I will adjust the training volume for you."

Kise: "...Little Akashi, this is really troublesome for you, let Xiaomomo..."

"Where is it, this is what I should do." Akashi's gentle and clear voice was like a gust of wind blowing from the valley, and the petrified gray-white Kise Ryota weathered away little by little...

"Momoi." The boy turned his head and looked aside: "Can I trouble you to do me a favor?"

"Of course it's okay!" Momoi Wuyue nodded her head like a catfish, her sincere gaze barely able to shine light: "Go ahead, Akashi-kun."

Akashi walked towards her, only then did Kuroko behind him show his presence, the young man stepped forward politely, and swept over the reddish spot on Kise's feet, his eyes were serious as if one foot of Kise Ryota had already stepped into it. coffin.

"Kise-kun, is it really okay?"

Kise Ryota, who was reshaping his outlook on life, withdrew his sad thoughts, and waved his hands carelessly: "It's okay, it's just that I accidentally bumped into the opponent's player, it's okay, it's okay."

Perhaps Kuroko's sense of presence was too weak, and Akashi's aura was too strong, so his eyes naturally focused on Akashi who was standing behind Kuroko, or more precisely, Akashi's feet.

"Hey!" Huang Lai seemed to have discovered a new world, and his whole body was full of energy: "These shoes are the ones that Xiao Shijie bought with all his might?!"

The three people present today are all people in the Generation of Miracles who happened to know the inside story, so they all lowered their heads in unison when they heard the words.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were glued to Akashi's feet.

"..."

According to the normal trend, the person being watched at this time should be responsible for taking the lead and continue the following topic, but Akashi's aura of silence is too scary, Kise Ryota blinked and looked at Momoi Wu in a daze Yue asked silently: What's the matter?

Momoi Wuyue was stunned for a few seconds, still confused, she laughed "haha" to smooth things over: "The effect of the kick is so good, it's not in vain for the world to work so hard for so long... er... right?"

Momoi couldn't help shaking, the temperature of the air conditioner in the health room was too low...

Both of them fell silent instinctively, and the atmosphere turned cold to freezing point. At this time, Kuroko's plain voice came out calmly: "Akashi-kun, the shoes suit you very well."

Akashi raised his eyelids and finally responded, "Thank you."

He turned sideways, thanked him and returned the things in his hands to Momoi Itsuki, and the other two saw clearly that what Akashi was holding in his hand just now was Momoi's crimson flip phone.

The red-haired boy's expression remained the same, he nodded to them faintly, turned around and left first.

It wasn't until he walked out of the health care room that the three people in the room finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Momoi subconsciously passed his chest: "...I forgot to breathe."

"It's too scary, is it like this when Akashi's aura is fully open?!" Kise still had lingering fears after recovering: "Did I say something wrong just now? How did Akashi become so cruel all of a sudden?!"

Momoi shook her head to show that she didn't know, she looked at the mobile phone in her hand, bit her thumb and thought for a moment.

Hei Zizhe also turned his head with slight disapproval: "Mr. Huang Lai, it's really rude to poke someone's pain."

"Hey! How can I..."

"Ah! I know!" Momoi suddenly said, "I know what's going on."

Her gaze was still glued to the phone screen, the attention of the other two turned to her, Momoi blinked and raised her head: "Akashi-kun, he...he really..."

"Hey! What, what!" Kise's curiosity was completely aroused, and he leaned out and almost stretched his neck to infinity, so that he could see what was written on the screen.

Heizi: "Kase Huang, please be quiet."

The corner of Momoi's pursed mouth twitched uncontrollably, and on the side of the sending bar on the vertically turned screen, the girl's preferred small round font cutely displayed [Where, please send me the location]...

“…”

In the silence, Kise spoke quietly: "The small world should be fine... right?"

Then he swallowed hesitantly under the silent eyes of Momoi and Heizi.

Well, wish you luck, little world...

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Compared with the enthusiastic and excited pointing and discussion of the audience in the stands, as well as the media cameras constantly pouring in, Diguang and his group seemed too calm, and they walked into the special lounge in an orderly manner under the command of the staff in the hall.

Close the door, finally have a quiet space.

On the first day of the competition, all the matches were played for the whole game, and they suppressed the opponent with an absolute score. They played the most in terms of morale and teamwork. In the past, they always returned to school after the game. The upcoming races are temporarily scheduled to be held in the lounge.

Standing at the top is still the red-haired boy, calmly looking down at the notepad in his hand.

Relatively speaking, the atmosphere of the teenagers resting on the bench was not so calm. In the second and third games, for the sake of the score and morale, the ace Aomine Daiki came off the bench at an appropriate time. A strategy developed jointly by captain Seijuro Akashi and new coach Kudo.

But just as the former Platinum supervisor worried, Aomine's cooperation with the rest of the starters with the same talent is particularly insufficient, not to mention the other candidates in the first army. The enraged Aomine Daiki.

"You guys are passing the ball, and you won't even cooperate if you stand on the field?" Qingfeng's anger was more like a balloon that was about to explode, as if he had found a vent, he kicked his right foot directly onto the rest bench, and with a "touch" sound, let Others in the lounge were even more silent.

In the third game, because one of the main players who couldn't keep up with Qingfeng's speed lowered his head, another substitute standing beside him persuaded: "Qingfeng, don't do this, Aze doesn't want to, either. Your speed is too fast..."

"Why play basketball if you want to be slow?" The dark boy was sweating profusely, and his anger made the lines of his face hard: "You can't even pass a ball after training for so long, why are you here to hit all the balls?!"

"Dahui."

After the roar, the deep voice became more gentle. Akashi seemed to have not seen Aomine's boundless anger at all, and said slowly: "No one asks you to cooperate with them, just play according to your own rhythm."

"...What do you mean?"

"It's nothing, this is to keep you active. Since no one can keep up with your speed, then you just do what you want." Akashi's eyes slowly swept across every person in the lounge. People, with the same tone of voice, there is seriousness in every sentence: "It's not just Dahui, each of you is the same. If you can't cooperate, then give up the team play and play the game at your own pace."

"Hey, Akashi, this is no joke!"

Midorima Shintaro frowned, he had little doubt about Akashi's decision, because this young man had never made any mistakes, but this time Akashi's proposal was outrageous and shocking, Midorima lowered his voice: "No cooperation How to play."

"Shintaro, I have warned you many times, give up your innocence, Diguang should have Diguang's style of play, and the team style of play is no longer suitable for us." The incandescent lights on the top of the lounge were amazingly bright , the light on Akashi's childish face became more and more fierce, and the coldness was mixed in the voice: "Dahui, do as I say, and I will make a new training schedule for you with Coach Kudo. Adjust your state."

Aomine's silence was particularly abrupt at this moment. Akashi stepped forward. Under the contrast of unequal body size, the indescribable sense of oppression seemed to hit every sense directly, and the bright red eyes stared at him coldly. The golden color rushed out from the depths of the deep red like a storm, quickly drowning him in it.

Midorima's eyes widened in disbelief, Aomine's tall body slumped down, his blank expression almost blank, Akashi's right hand crossed on his chest patted his shoulder, the forceful coldness was shocking .

"Remember, as a starter, there is absolutely no room for loss."