Mitsui hung up the phone and didn't take two steps out of the phone when the phone rang again. "You're still not finished, please don't bother me!" Mitsui roared angrily into the microphone. There was no response from the other side.,This makes Mitsui a little weak.,Did you make a mistake?,The other side is not Miyagi? Could it be the coach of a college team?

"Hello? Hello! The more Mitsui thought about it, the more he felt that he was too abrupt, swallowed his saliva and asked weakly.

"Hey, hey! Little three, it's still me. "The other side finally spoke, and it was still Miyagi." I'm not kidding you, sir. How can you bear to leave us juniors alone, we are the tomorrow of Xiangbei, you hurry up and guide us. Miyagi changed his flirtatious tone to a pitiful look, and pleaded with Mitsui.

"How far away is it for me to die!" Mitsui felt that he was being tricked by Miyagi again, so he didn't give Miyagi a chance to say more, so he vented and hung up the phone directly.

After hanging up the phone, Mitsui didn't leave immediately, but stood next to him and waited, and after a while, he saw that Miyagi no longer made harassing calls to him, and then turned around and went back to his room.

Ringing bell ~~~~ Mitsui put on a sitting posture, and before he could sit down, the phone rang again. was already anxious about going to school, and after Miyagi's mixing, Mitsui erupted like a volcano. rushed over at a speed of "100 meters and 9 seconds" and grabbed the earpiece: "Are you finished?" You're gloating, aren't you? It's hard for me to get into college, but you're happy. Don't forget that you are also facing further education next year, are you better at studying than me? Are you better at basketball than I am? You're not as tall as me, let's see if any college is willing to ask you next year. After saying that, Mitsui laughed proudly alone, as if he had seen Miyagi's pitiful appearance next year.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Yasuda on the opposite side was inexplicable~ confused, and was ridiculed by a slap on his head and face for no reason. After thinking about it, I have always been quite good at studying, and it shouldn't be a problem to go to university.

“……… Yasuda? Mitsui's smile froze on his face, and he reacted slightly. Do you still know that I am your master? You actually teamed up with Miyagi to tease me, don't call me master in the future. ”

"Master, what are you talking about, I don't understand at all, what Miyagi is not Miyagi, is Miyagi also asking you to watch the finals tomorrow? Why haven't you been to school all these days? Yasuda, an honest child, was so innocently lying on the gun, fortunately his psychological quality was relatively strong, otherwise he would not have been guilty of a heart attack by Mitsui's "indiscriminate bombardment".

"I'm very annoyed now, I don't want to go to school, I don't want to go to see any finals, don't contact me if there's nothing particularly important, hang up!" Mitsui felt dizzy, and he really didn't want to say a word, so he ended the call directly.

In the basketball hall of a certain university, a fierce confrontation was held. Among the many tall figures, a redhead who spares no effort to defend is particularly eye-catching. The players on the defending side looked at the red-haired boy with sympathy and helplessness. Whoever is assigned to a group with him will definitely be abused, and the four brothers are unlucky today.

The attacking side really handed the ball to Sakuragi's opposing player, and took a look at the red hair that was a head shorter than himself, and the offensive player dribbled twice, and at the same time leaned on Sakuragi to squeeze under the basket, picked up the ball and directly turned over and shot backwards. There is no hesitation, no feints, completely ignoring the defender ~ completely ignoring the defender's feelings.

Sakuragi has been prepared for a long time, and this is the Nth time that such a situation has occurred. The two of them jumped almost at the same time, and the other party's repetition of the old trick was obviously suspected of releasing water. Sakuragi jumped up and blocked the shot against the opponent and was fully mentally prepared, and the opportunity could be said to be equal. Sakuragi Zhilu said that these people took themselves to practice together, completely for the sake of Anzai's face. Sakuragi also knows that no one wants to be separated from his own defensive hole, the black hole of attack. So on the field, he has always spared no effort, hoping to gain respect through his own efforts.

Sakuragi jumped up and blocked with all his strength, but did not interfere with the opponent's shot, and the ball flew out an inch from his fingertips. This is already Sakuragi's limit, and after landing on the ground, Sakuragi immediately turned around and stuck in position, while preparing to scramble for rebounds. The Nth hollow net of the ball, Sakuragi's efforts were completely useless.

The other players on the field seemed to be used to it, and no one said anything or looked at Sakuragi and continued to play. The audience on the sidelines was full of discussions, and the days of Anzai and Sakuragi were not short. Every morning, a chubby old man with a red-haired boy would show up on time to run in the school playground. Then there is the basketball hall to practice, such a strange combination, has long become a unique scenery on campus.

Watching this kid play on the court is a recent thing, so vulnerable, the audience can't help but be disappointed. Ridicule~ The sound of discussion was endless, Sakuragi secretly glanced at Coach Anzai on the sidelines, and sat there with an expressionless face. When Sakuragi first started playing basketball, he was also often embarrassed and often ridiculed by others. But his occasional flashes of light at that time, coupled with his outstanding physical talents, made him hang himself as a genius, and his heart completely ignored those voices.

Today's Sakuragi is not as good as before, not only the physical changes after the injury, but also the psychological changes. It is not an exaggeration to say that his heart is made of glass, and the discussion and ridicule on the sidelines are like a knife, which is fiercely inserted into his heart. If it weren't for Coach Anzai, Sakuragi would probably not be able to stay for a minute, and would rather find a place to hide and never have anything to do with basketball again.

Coach Anzai is at such an age, with such a physical condition, bringing himself here ~ is completely for himself, which is a belief that supports Sakuragi. Even if Coach Anzai has a relationship with this place and has face, he is still under the fence after all, Sakuragi also knows this.

Taking a deep breath, Sakuragi followed his teammates and turned to attack. After giving a screen to his teammates on the outside, Sakuragi opened his hand to ask for the ball in the low post, and the defender cooperated to hoist the ball to him. Sakuragi wants the ball with a cheeky face~ Hard-headed, he didn't succeed in attacking by himself a few times before, but Coach Anzai wanted to do it himself, and he didn't care about being ugly.

After getting the ball, Sakuragi chose to attack with the basket on his back, trying to press down to the basket, and the defender's resistance was not obvious. This brother who defended against Sakuragi a few times in a row, and also hit Sakuragi a few, at this time I was really embarrassed to embarrass Sakuragi again. Coach Anxi on the sidelines whispered a few words to the regular coach of the team next to him, only to see him stand up and point to the field, "Give me some concentration, who doesn't play well, stay after training to improve physical fitness." ”

Sakuragi wanted to be deep enough, a turn to the left, arms raised to shoot. At the same time as the defender's center of gravity shifted to this side, it was another turn ~ to avoid the defender, and chose a small hook shot with his left hand. The opponent's height and arm length made Sakuragi very jealous, and the choice of the hook hand in the left hand was really helpless, and the opponent had blocked it several times.

The ball was shot smoothly, and on the way to the highest point, it was turned back ~ The defender who jumped up struggled, touched his fingers, and the ball finally bounced out of the frame. Looking at Sakuragi's frowning brow, the defenders felt very apologetic. It's not that he doesn't release the water, it's just that the coach is too strict and doesn't dare to release it too thoroughly.