The Collection of The End

——2004.7.27——

After Ryunosuke said goodbye to Mr. Kuzuki, he walked to the venue where the basketball club held the invitational tournament.

Since this is the club building and venue, the students who have nothing to do during the summer vacation are more interested here than the serious reports and lectures in the teaching building. From time to time, familiar students say hello to Ryunosuke, which makes him think about his "possibility" The worry of meeting a lot of strangers has been alleviated a lot.

The private Suiqunyuan Academy is not bad for money. In addition to its large area, advanced teaching equipment, and strong teaching staff, it is also reflected in its loose management of student associations. As long as students apply and Be active and submit activity reports, and get club space and budget even if there is only one person in the club.

Not to mention normal clubs such as the basketball club, baseball club, football club, tennis club, archery club, kendo club, judo club, and track and field club, there are flower arrangement club, drama club, classical literature club, literature and art club, light music club, reasoning club, etc. The game development department, although some members are weird, is generally normal. However, starting from the food research department where Tsukiyomi Kanna-sensei is a consultant, the style of painting has been heading towards Honkai. What about the mahjong club and the tank? The Youth Detective Group, the SOS Group, the SSS Group, and other unknown clubs all popped up.

Just when he thought of this, Ryunosuke saw a familiar banner in front of him and turned around to take a detour.

The Eastern Magic Club, no, it seems to have been renamed the Eastern Magic Sleeping Club.

I must have had a brain twitch and was confused by settings such as "magic" and "eye patch-sealed magic eyes", so I became the consultant teacher of this club for a while. Now I never show my appearance as a junior high school student in the academy because of this club. Given.

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The venue for the basketball club competition is very easy to find. Just look for the place with the most people coming and going and the loudest shouting. After all, there are football, baseball and tennis clubs in similar situations, and the activities are not indoors.

Ryunosuke found the basketball hall by the familiar route. He came to a place he didn't usually use and could watch the game from a high position. However, due to the sloping glass blocking the VIP seats that would not be seen by the audience below, he found that there were already people occupying the seats.

"Yo~Ryuuji." Taiga Fujimura, who was dressed in casual clothes, turned to greet him.

"Ryuunosuke, do you want to eat?" Next to her, Tsukiyomi Kanna handed Ryuunosuke a rice ball that was bigger than the little girl's own head.

Hmm... At present, it seems that even though they have "reshaped" the world several times, they have not changed much.

"No, I'm not hungry, Kanna can eat it by herself." Ryunosuke waved his hand and refused.

"Oh..." Kanna blinked, took back the rice ball, then opened his mouth wide and gnawed off the tip of the rice ball.

I always feel that there is something inconsistent in this picture...

Ryunosuke turned his attention to Fujimura Taiga and shrugged: "Sister Tiger, when are we going to teach those guys who write 'Food Research Department' and read 'Kanna Feeding Department' a lesson? The food they recently invented is getting more and more It’s getting more exaggerated.”

"Wait until Kanna-chan doesn't want to eat it himself," Taiga Fujimura responded. Suddenly his expression turned a bit gossipy. He came over and patted Ryunosuke's shoulder vigorously: "Brother, you did a good job. I just met you." Within a few days, I had a heated battle with 'Super Mario'."

"Ah?" Ryuunosuke took a moment and then realized that that was probably a random nickname given to Olga Marie by Taiga Fujimura. Should we call them siblings?

"Hey, don't be pretentious. Sister, I've heard about it. When that girl was in the British training institute, no one dared to pursue her because she had such a high IQ, because they felt that they would suspect that she was a monkey even if they didn't talk to her for a few words. ," Taiga Fujimura shook Ryunosuke's shoulders vigorously: "Sure enough, the second grader can defeat the top student."

"Ah haha..." Ryunosuke could only laugh dryly. If those "monkeys" learned that their top student goddess was working on a very good time machine, I'm afraid they would be so angry that they would super evolve immediately.

"By the way, if you decide to choose that British girl, the sweet spot will be mine." Taiga Fujimura pressed his shoulder again: "I know a lot of good men.

Just waiting to be introduced to her. "

"..." Ryuzosuke used great perseverance to refrain from saying "Considering your age, the one who really deserves to be introduced is yourself."

"I said you..." "[Rep-defense-!]" "[Steal--break--!]"

Fujimura Taiga seemed to be about to say something else, but was interrupted by a sudden huge roar, which was undoubtedly Hasegawa's voice.

"Oh, yes, it was halftime when I came in. What's the score now?" Ryunosuke looked out the window.

Compared with the NBA's 12-minute quarter rule, students usually play in a simple and crude manner with two halves of 20 minutes each, which is not only easy to understand but also convenient for referees to keep time.

80:15

Just listening to Hasegawa's heart-rending screams, he knew that he was definitely not in the lead.

Obviously, he may have scored a few goals with the ultimate move he invented, but he was completely crushed by others based on his strength.

Ryunosuke looked at the scoreboard again, then turned his gaze to the field. When he saw his opponent clearly, he was involuntarily stunned.

Unlike the student players in Sui Qun Yuan, who were all fair, handsome, and tall, and even if they lost, there were girls who cheered and screamed, the opponent was a group of five black men.

As if to show that they did not use protective colors, they all wore large white jerseys and specially whitened their faces so that their opponents could see their expressions - but after whitening, their faces looked like they were carved out of the same mold, squinting. The eyes were half-smiling, like some kind of scary mask, which instead caused greater mental pressure on the opponent.

In terms of personal qualities, some of them are tall and thin, with long hands and thighs, and they can rebound the ball without any pressure, some are short and extremely fast, and they can complete the pass in an instant, and some of them are huge and have amazing wingspan. The next stop under the basket is like a high wall, and some are skinny and featureless, but they must hit the three-pointer. There is another one...basketball is obviously a five-man game, but the last one has no sense of existence in terms of body shape or movement. During the chaos, when the players on Sui Qun's side found him, they had already gone back for a three-step layup.

In today's situation, even a layman who doesn't understand football can see that these black people do not want to win, but to "show". Sometimes they can score a goal with a simple hook, but they have to perform tricks like gymnastics. General body manipulation, and a pose by the way.

After watching it for a few minutes, Ryunosuke understood what Mr. Kuzuki meant when he said "nothing to watch" - Hasegawa is now trying his best not to increase the score difference to more than 100, which is so miserable for a man.

"By the way, where did this team come from?" Ryuzosuke asked casually.

"Oh, they seem to be the dark horses of this year's NBA? Let's call the [Hassan] team."

It's really dark...

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