I really don’t want to play basketball

After all, it is the same level of players, and the goal that luck accounted for a large part in the eyes of Ryota Huangse just now, in the eyes of Seijuro Akaji, it was a completely different interpretation.

When Daiki Aomomine threw that basketball, there were no fluctuations and expectations under his eyes, just calm as always, that is, long before the shot, Daiki Aomomine knew that this ball would definitely be able to be shot.

And not only this slightly incredible shot, but even the speed and reaction shown by Daiki Aomine were a little beyond Seijuro Akaji’s expectations.

Under the strength of Aomine Daiki, Seijuro Akaji felt a sense of crisis for the first time.

……

Finally, after another time, after Aomine Daiki completely ignored the empty seat and shouted that he scored again in singles, Ryota Huangse couldn’t help but complain.

“Please, I’m obviously in the basket position, Qingfeng why don’t you pass?”

Because of the dissatisfaction in his heart, Ryota Huangse began to call Aomine Daiki his surname.

“Huang Se is right, Aomine.” Seijuro Akaji, who was the captain, also spoke, he didn’t want to take advantage of this opportunity to squeeze out Aomine, but he really felt that Aomine Daiki should pass the ball, “Obviously Huangse has a better chance, Aomine, you better pay attention to the situation around you.” ”

“Eh…” Aomi Daiki just raised his eyelids at Seijuro Akaji’s sermon, and then he hummed weakly: “It doesn’t matter… I’m all in anyway, aren’t I? Anyway, the score is already in hand, even if it is passed or not, it doesn’t matter, right…”

After that, Daiki Aomomine yawned, and then ignored the gradually ugly faces of Ryota Huangse and Seijuro Akaji, and left without thinking about himself.

However, this is only the beginning.

……

Daiki Aomine is still getting stronger, his speed is getting faster and faster, and his shooting posture is becoming more and more casual, but what can never change is indeed his terrifying shooting percentage.

No matter how weird the shooting posture, even if it is a back shot, hook on the back of the basket, the basketball will still plunge into the basket by itself as if it has eyes.

No matter when, the opponent of Diguang Middle School can’t even do the normal insistence on the whole game, facing the strength of Qingfeng Daiki monster, the opponent only insists on three quarters, which can already be regarded as strong-willed.

Similarly, in the face of the easy victory, the atmosphere of the basketball department of Diguang Middle School also began to change.

Laughter, jokes, fading away…

In its place, quarrels and undisguised rambling …

Won anyway… Isn’t it?

As an assistant coach, the middle-aged uncle naturally saw the transformation of the basketball department, but he didn’t know how to start, so he had to seek the help of head coach Bai Jin Gengzo, but only got the news that Bai Jin Gengzo was seriously ill and hospitalized.

Moreover, judging by the news from the school, it seems that the platinum cultivation coach will never wake up again…

Damn, what should I do!

Assistant coach nails his head to his desk in the office.

The strength of Daiki Aomine has thrown off the pace of other players far away, and if this continues, the basketball department will fall apart sooner or later…

When the time comes, the basketball department where the heart is not together… Can it really still be called a basketball club?

Nope… You have to stop it!

But what exactly to do?!

……

And in the atmosphere of silence, Aomine Daiki’s emotions broke out again.

“Hey, bastard, are you seriously defending!” Aomine Daiki shouted at the player in front of him who joined forces to defend himself.

“That, Aomine-san!” The two were panicked by Aomine Daiki’s roar.

“Please play a role! If it’s not useful at all, then what use do you have! Daiki Aomomine loudly vented his dissatisfaction, but these words sounded rather hurtful.

Sure enough, as soon as Qingfeng Daiki’s words were finished, the faces of the two defensive players of the Second Army immediately turned red.

However, one of them still showed a reluctant smile and explained, “There is really no way around this… We all tried our best, but Qingfeng-san is too strong, and no one can be Qingfeng-san’s opponent! ”

Aomi Daiki was stunned.

No one…… Is it my opponent?

Oh, it’s really ironic.

In order to become stronger before, in order to fight with stronger people, what was the purpose of his desperate training…

It turns out that as long as it is so easy, it can be so strong that no one can be their opponent …

That’s already invincible anyway…

What’s the use of training.

The corners of Aomine Daiki suddenly pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a difficulty, he let go of the basketball in his hand at will, let it bounce on the ground, and finally rolled into the corner.

“So training, what’s the use…” said Daiki Aomine in a low voice, turning around, grabbing his coat and walking towards the door of the basketball club.

“Hey, Aomine-san, where are you going?” Arakihiko shouted as soon as he spoke.

“Where to? It doesn’t matter…” Qingfeng Daiki who had his back to everyone trembled his shoulders and said in a low tone, “Anyway, training is just a waste of time. ”

After that, Qingfeng Daiki walked out of the door without looking back.

At the same time, a thunder sounded in the sky outside the window.

It was June, the weather was already cloudy, and at this moment, it was raining.

Qingfeng Daiki raised his head, stretched out his hand, and silently caught a few drops of transparent liquid.

The rain is falling, and it is slightly cool.

“Is it raining?” he whispered, and then his back gradually disappeared from everyone’s sight.

And as Qingfeng Daiki walked away, it was only a few drops of rain at first, but after a blink of an eye, the rain silk was connected in one piece, scrambling from the clouds to the ground.

At this moment, the wind and clouds were blowing, rain fell from the sky, and the cool breeze of the open gate blew through, messing up the thoughts and hairs of everyone in the basketball department.

Kuroko Tetsuya looked at the missing figure in the rain curtain, he sipped, put down the basketball in his hand, bowed to Seijuro Akaji, and said, “I’ll go and get Aomine-san back.” ”

After that, Kuroko Tetsuya rushed into the rain curtain.

And Araki Hikoichi on the side also took a step, “I’ll go too.” He spoke.

But Momoi May took his hand.

“？”

Araki looked back in confusion.

Seeing Momoi May shake her head, she whispered, “It’s enough to go alone.” ”

“But…” Araki wanted to say something, but he looked at the frustration and sadness in Momoi’s eyes before he suddenly came to his senses.

If Daiki Aomomine becomes like this, the saddest people in the entire basketball club are Tetsuya Kuroko and May Momoi…

After all, Momoi May and Aomomine’s classmate are childhood sweethearts.

Pursing his lips, Arakihiko hugged Momoi May in his arms.

“It’s okay, Aomine-san, he will definitely come back.” Araki Hikoichi comforted seriously.

Momoi May’s body shook in Araki Hikoichi’s arms, and then immediately relaxed.

However, the basketball department can’t go back after all.

……

In the end, only Kuroko Tetsuya was alone.

His whole body was soaked with rain.

Except for saying thank you when Araki handed him the towel, Kuroko Tetsuya didn’t say a word.

And the assistant coach who originally wanted to stop all this, when facing Aomine Daiki, did not have the experience and experience of Shirogane Cultivation, so under his anger at incompetence, he weakly agreed to Aomine Daiki’s request not to participate in training.

In the basketball department of Teiguo Middle School, after Shogo Haizaki withdrew, the figure of Daiki Aomomine no longer appeared.

……

In the following shorter time, several other people also began to grow rapidly.

“Boom”

“Ugh!”

“Yay!”

In another training session, Atsushi Shihara faced the defense of the two, also ignored Seijuro Akaji’s intention to return the pass, and insisted on carrying the defense of the two, pouring the basketball into the basket, and knocking the defending two to the ground by the way.

“Eh! Little Ziyuan! You’re amazing! ”

Ryota Huangse sighed as always.

But he immediately reacted, did he say the same thing to Daiki Aomine?

“Eh…” Atsushi Shihara ignored Ryota Huangse’s praise, he just looked at his big hands seriously.

Then he clenched his fists hard, and a chuckle, the corner of his mouth showed a chuckle, “Power… It’s constantly pouring out of the body. ”

And the gaze of Seijuro Akaji on the side became more and more indifferent, under his leadership, although the basketball department of Teiguang Middle School still maintained victories, but the victory of a basketball department that could not even be selected for daily training could really be called a victory?

This is all caused by your own weakness!

Seijuro Akaji clenched his fists.

……

Night sleep.

Everyone in the basketball department left.

As a deputy minister with mild obsessive-compulsive disorder, our Shintaro Midorima remained the last because he was responsible for checking that the doors, windows and equipment were tidy.

Of course, he can also complete the shooting goals he set every day.

After all, the famous saying he believes in is “do your best, obey the fate of heaven”.

How can a guy who doesn’t even try his best in personnel want God’s blessing?

So after completing the daily training of the basketball club, Shintaro Midorima will stay at the end and complete the task of shooting 100 three-pointers.

But today, Shintaro Midorima suddenly felt a little strange.

He looked at the porcelain handmade doll he had placed on his chair, which this morning’s divination had said about Cancer’s lucky thing.

Looking at the increasingly weird smile on the doll’s face, Shintaro Midorima suddenly turned around, stood at the top corner of the three-point line, and seriously looked at the basket in the other half.

“Such a distance… Is it possible to enter? ”

He whispered, but then he laughed dumbly, “No matter how you say it, it’s impossible.” ”

But after laughing for a while, Shintaro Midorima fell silent.

He seriously pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and carefully looked at the basket in the opposite half.

Then he crouched down deeply and threw the basketball with his left hand (Shintaro Midorima is left-handed).

“Brush”

“Boom~”

The basketball smashed on the ground, the lights on the court were a little shaky, and the shaking net showed that what his eyes saw just now was not an illusion.

The shot just now, shot.

Like Shintaro Midorima’s previous three-pointers, it was clean and hollow into the net.

And then most importantly, Shintaro Midorima knew that this ball was not his own.

Because he knew he could throw in, so he threw in!

That’s it.

In the night, Shintaro Midorima looked at his left hand with some surprise, and he whispered in the silent stadium:

“This is … Destiny? “_

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