Kuroko followed Ai Kitagawa to a secluded corner. He didn't know what Kitagawa Ai was going to do, but he had always been obedient and he just followed her quietly like a transparent one.

"It used to be a school when there was no plan to reroute, but then the school was demolished, leaving only this basketball court unregulated." Ai Kitagawa said as she reached out and pushed away the messy branches. The narrow road in front of him suddenly opened up, and Kuroko raised his head and looked at the basketball court inside through the rusty barbed wire.

The concrete floor is fairly flat, and it has not become potholed because it has not been repaired for many years, but the basketball hoops on both sides are not so lucky, and the consequence of the sun and rain is that the wire net has been tattered.

But Kuroko didn't feel disgusted by this, but felt a little joy because he saw such a non-occupied stadium during the weekend.

He turned his head to look at Beichuan, only to see her reach out and pull a hairpin out of her hair, then bend down and pull a few strokes at the big lock.

Oh - pick the lock.

Eh??!!

"That, Kitagawa San, wouldn't that be good?" Kuroko, who has always been a good student, can't help but stop it loudly, but it's not clear how much truth is in the words.

Beichuan Ai ignored him, lowered his head and tinkered a few times, and finally heard a crisp sound, before he showed a smile and said: "I originally had the key here, but I came here temporarily today, and I didn't think of this, so let's do it first, come in." ”

Hearing this, Kuroko obediently followed in, his eyes scanned the basketball court tightly, and Beichuan Ai's soft explanation was in his ears: "The standard size of the chat court is 28 meters long, 15 meters wide, and the schools are appropriately smaller, although this basketball court has not been used for a long time, but the basic facilities and lines are still well preserved, and it is not inferior to the basketball court on the street." ”

As she spoke, she walked to a low room outside the court in the corner, used the hairpin again, opened the door, and after a few seconds entered, came with a half-old but full of gas basketball.

"Here, you try a few basic moves, including a three-step layup, a three-pointer, a free throw."

Kitagawa loves to use standard passing movements to accurately throw the not-so-glamorous orange basketball into Kuroko's raised hand.

Although he doesn't have much talent in basketball, the sunspot who has been obsessed with it all year round can naturally feel that something is wrong. His light blue eyes fell on Beichuan Ai's slender and white hands, which were white and pure, and there was no trace of practice at all. He buried his doubts in his heart, patted the basketball seriously, and prepared to warm up.

Kitagawa loves to put her hands around her chest, and her eyes scan Kuroko's limbs, but unfortunately Kuroko is wearing trousers, and she can only give a vague value, but her hands can be seen very clearly.

- Come on, let me see if your talent is possible to go to the next level.

Kuroko patted the basketball, and the girl's gaze on the court was too hot, and the sail shares fell on him to form a sense of substance, a feeling he had never felt before.

From childhood to adulthood, Kuroko, who grew up almost as a transparent person, has become accustomed to being ignored or slipped by other people's gazes, and has never had this kind of scorching feeling as if he was hit by the bright stage lights, which made him feel uncomfortable for a moment.

But in the next second, he retracted his distracted mind and focused on the basketball he loved.

There is no way he can be negligent when it comes to this particular sport.

Under Ai Kitagawa's watchful eye, Kuroko demonstrated the basic moves that are often used on the court, such as dribbling, □□ dribbling, alternating left and right, three-pointers, and free throws. I don't know if it's because someone is staring at him closely, □□ perfect dribble that occasionally fails on weekdays came out.

Three-point pro - one meter away from the ball frame, landing.

Free throws - the basketball grabs the net and lands and is missed.

Kuroko felt that his face was a little burning, and he didn't even look at Kitagawa's eyes, afraid that she would show an expression similar to ridicule.

After being silent for a long time, the silver-white long-haired girl standing outside the arena smiled: "Let's try, oneonone." ”

Kuroko was stunned, and subconsciously nodded in agreement. He still remembered clearly in his mind the girl's standard movements that seemed like a textbook.

"Okay."

It's just that when he really stood face to face with the girl, he couldn't help but hesitate. No matter how bad his body is, but after all, he is also a man, and the difference in the natural strength of men and women is so obvious, if he doesn't have the heart to hurt people in the collision, what can he do?

"You attack and defend."

Kitagawa loves to hook his fingers at Kuroko, and his face is full of interesting smiles.

When she was a military advisor, she was often able to witness the cooperation between Kuroko and Aomine on the sidelines, and sometimes even with Kase and Shintaro. Kuroko's low sense of existence is destined to make him a magician who disappears on the court, as long as you want, the ball will be in your hands, and every pass is almost the most comfortable pass, and the impact is not only the most perfect shot, but also more pleasing to the eye.

Maybe it was a little bit of blood from Ai Kitagawa's seemingly provocative gesture, and Kuroko's calm eyes finally fluctuated a little. He pursed his lips, bent down slightly, and slapped the ball with his right hand in a defensive gesture.

Maybe in Kuroko's opinion, there is nothing wrong with the defensive posture he made, but in the eyes of Ai Kitagawa, it is full of flaws.

Kitagawa Ai's gift, the naked eye can see a person's bodily functions, limits, potentials, and quickly calculate the number of qiē processes. Her mental arithmetic skills are excellent, and her sensitivity to mathematics is significantly higher than others.

Of course, God gave her this talent, and she also had to pay for it. For example, she's a pentatonic idiot, for example, she can draw standard function graphs, three-dimensional calculation graphs, but she can't draw color drawings and anything like that.

In short, she was able to collect a person's information and calculate his next plan based on his physical elements, an innate talent for predicting.

Kuroko Zhe is also a person who has no sense of zài. Maybe he himself enjoyed this feeling of being elusive and scaring people, but at this time, he was just a teenager who was easily overlooked, and he would not use this advantage to improve his skills, and even he was faintly annoyed because of such a 'shortcoming'.

Kuroko's expression was so scarce that Ai Kitagawa could only speculate through the subtle changes in his face and the shift in the light of his eyes.

The movement of his eyes, the speed of his breathing, the pursing of his lips.

- Well, it's finally more imposing than before.

Kitagawa Ai grinned, staring at Kuroko with sparkling eyes, and looked closely into his eyes.

A person's actions may be able to deceive others, but his eyeballs cannot deceive others. And if Kuroko has grown to the point where she can deceive others with her eyes, then she can do even less for him.

Kuroko lowered his body and slapped the ball with his hand, which seemed almost perfect in terms of movement, but his eyes that turned from side to side revealed all the thoughts in his heart.

Aiya Kitagawa lowered her body and made a defensive posture.

Kuroko Tetsuya glanced to the left, and then his eyes fell on Ai Kitagawa's face, his body just rose and fell, and the ball in his palm was stopped by him unexpectedly.

Kuroko, who was still in his posture, was stunned for a moment. In a trance, he seemed to see a white light pass in front of him, and then his palms became empty.

It wasn't until the bang of the doctor and the sound of the basketball entering the frame sounded that he seemed to come back to his senses, stood up straight, and looked at the silver-haired girl standing under the basketball hoop.

Her face was smiling wantonly, but there was no sense of smugness.

"Kitagawa San is amazing." Kuroko said in a daze, as if he hadn't recovered from Fang Cai's shock.

Kitagawa Ai glanced at the basketball that finally stopped on the edge of the iron net, and turned his head to make a 'V' victory gesture at Kuroko: "LUCKY! please call me a genius~"

Kuroko couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth, and the depression that had just flashed disappeared in an instant.

Kitagawa laughed twice, turned around to pick up the ball, and turned her back to the sunspot, her expression became hideous, and she looked like she was grinning.

- Forget that at this time, your physical fitness has just reached the passing line!

The number jù is calculated correctly, and the arc of the movements is extremely accurate, but the body that has not been trained suddenly makes these movements, which is really a bit overloaded. Now my arm is a little sore and painful

The goal that was able to go down just now is simply God bless_(:з"∠)_

Beichuan loves to take the basketball, put it in his hand to play, and looked at Kuroko who was standing in place, with a straight face: "The foundation is too poor, Kuroko-kun." ”

She didn't intend to bluff him all at once, but considering that Kuroko is the one who wants to be a bond after all, how about bearing this pressure, right? Later, when his abilities are discovered, those who do not understand and do not understand him will surely despise him for all kinds of superficial things.

And when he enters the main election, he will definitely face more criticism and provocation.

If he can withstand the pressure from her now, he should be better able to cash in later, right? But

Kitagawa Ai looked at Kuroko's unfazed appearance and sighed slightly in his heart.

I always feel like I'm doing too much.

After all, Kuroko is notoriously affectionate.

"I understand what Kitagawa means." Kuroko suddenly stood up straight and bowed deeply to Beichuan: "No matter how much pressure it is, I can accept it, and in terms of basics, I am also practicing hard." ”

"It's not something that just works hard." Ai Kitagawa suddenly interrupted Kuroko's words. She walked up to Kuroko and looked at him seriously, I don't know why there was a flash in front of her what had happened or was about to happen in the future, those indelible memories really existed, and she was also in it, experienced this.

"Several new members of the First Army are extremely talented, and even if they are in other schools, they can still become the aces of the team and are experts in attack. However, basketball is not a one-man sport. ”

She stopped, and Wu Zi repeated the sentence again, "Basketball is not a one-person sport, it also needs the assistance of teammates. ”

"When a player attacks, you have to be assisted by other players. A person who ramps like a lone wolf and thinks that he can lead the team to victory alone, then he is no longer suitable for this team, even if the relationship is good, but such a team is already dragging him down. He needs stronger teammates, as well as stronger opponents. ”

Ai Kitagawa stopped and watched Kuroko staring at him tightly, although there was a little doubt in his eyes, he didn't interrupt her.

She pursed her lips, but after all, she still said what she had worried about and might repeat in the future.

"Kuroko-kun, your talent is not destined to be the MVP of the team, but you can be the kind of person who makes your teammates feel indispensable, you have to be their right-hand man, and you can be a sharp blade for them to break the deadlock when they face difficulties."

Beichuan loves to brake the car, she really feels that she has said too much, for the classmates of the same grade who have just known each other for a long time, her behavior is actually a little too interfering and annoying, but she can't help it, the panic in her brain is inexplicably strong, she is afraid of the past that will happen, and she still follows the trajectory it once was.

Kuroko Zheya lowered his head slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and after slowly raising it, his clear eyes like the sky looked at her seriously: "Although I don't know why Kitagawa San said these words, as a person who has been entrusted with a heavy responsibility, I am very grateful." ”

He bowed politely again: "I don't know why Kitagawa Sang looks so much value for me, and I don't know if I will really become such an important role in the future, but I will try." ”

Kuroko raised his head, and the eyes that seemed to be glowing looked closely into Beichuan Ai's eyes, and for a moment, he seemed to be able to see the light point inside: "I will work towards the goal you gave by Beichuan Sang, come on, come on, come on again." ”

After habitually talking to Kuroko in the tone of a coach, Kitagawa Aicai realized that he had crossed the line. She scratched her head a little embarrassedly, and met Kuroko's calm eyes, but she was a little calm.

"I always feel that Kitagawa Sang understands a lot." Kuroko said thoughtfully.

Beichuan Ai laughed embarrassedly: "That's usually the case after watching too many TV series, don't listen to my nonsense, that's your basketball, just have fun playing." ”

"No, it won't." Kuroko said, "Thank you Kitagawa Sang for showing me the direction, at least I won't always be without direction in the future." ”

Stunned by Kuroko's serious appearance, Kitagawa grinned.

She played oneonone basketball a few more times as if she was playing with Kuroko, not the same as the strong at the beginning, just how to have fun and how to play, but Kuroko's weakness, even in front of people like her who are not athletes, is still brittle.

Raised his hand and looked at the time, only to realize that they had spent almost 2 hours here, Kitagawa Ai offered to have lunch together, but Kuroko seemed to have something, so he politely bowed and refused, and left.

The basketball court, which was still a little popular, was left alone all of a sudden. It's really uncomfortable for a character like her, who has been in the crowd all year round, to suddenly be so empty.

Beichuan Ai looked at the bulging basketball in his hand, then looked at the basketball hoop not far away, was silent for a few seconds, raised his hand as if angry, and threw it out.

"Bang-"

The basketball smashed against the rebound with a loud crashing sound.

"Ahh

The deep voice carried a bit of confusion and sleepiness, as if the person who spoke was about to fall down immediately in the next second.

Beichuan Aimeng looked back at the person who spoke, and his eyes widened in surprise: "Master! ”

"Huh?"