Chapter 5 Parks

The next day, Naito got up early in the morning, packed up, took his student ID, folded the map Kobayashi sent him last night and stuffed it into his trouser pocket, took his meal card and walked towards the school cafeteria where Kobayashi had taken him last night. After breakfast, Naito began his job search plan, walked out of the school gate and took out the map, according to the map last night, with Chiba Kunijunior High School as the central point, divided into four districts in the four directions of east, west, south and north, and divided into four districts with AB and CD in the four regions, including industrial areas, commercial areas, etc.

The primary target area is the map marked in the direction of the Eastern Region, that is, a large area with the school as the central point and facing east. Naito started with this and walked towards the map in the direction of the east side of the school. After walking for more than half an hour, Naito came to an industrial area marked on the map in Area A, there are nearly a dozen factories of all sizes in the entire industrial area, according to the work he was good at in his previous life, one by one he walked over, originally thought that with his previous life in the factory work experience of nearly ten years, he could easily find a suitable factory job here, but unfortunately it took him more than two hours of time, and none of the factories hired him to work. When he came out to look for a job, he was full of confidence, but at this time he was already depressed, and the personnel specialists recruited by the factory, seeing his appearance, height and size, were frightened by him, and let his mouth bubble, they all found all kinds of reasons to refuse to hire him.

I wasted my time in vain, not to mention, but also to waste my expression, since I couldn't find a job in the industrial area, I had to go to the business district to try, maybe I could find a job in the business area, Naito comforted himself in his heart. When Naito walked from the industrial area to the commercial area, it took nearly half an hour to walk along the avenue of the commercial area, where the recruitment notice was posted at the door of the store, whether it was a supermarket, a shopping mall, a hotel, a Western restaurant, a fast food restaurant, a sushi restaurant, a bubble tea shop, etc., Naito walked all the way, asking one by one, until it was almost time to have lunch, no store hired him. As soon as he walked into the store, he immediately shook his head and said that the number of people was full. One morning passed, and the job was not found, so I had to rush back to school hungry.

When I was about to arrive at school, I bought a few packs of instant noodles at a small supermarket nearby. After a few packets of instant noodles were put in his stomach, Naito closed the door of the small room, and then lay comfortably on the bed to watch and rest. "What should I do?" Naito said to himself, looking at the ceiling, "I can't study now, and I can't find a job when I go out, so I'm starving to death in bed" Looking at the few yen left on the table next to the bed, I was anxious.

"No, we can't go on like this anymore, we must hold on, and we must be as strong as the bald head Qiang in my previous life. Look for it tomorrow, as long as you believe in yourself, you will definitely find a job that suits you. When I went to bed at night, Naito, who was lying on the bed, kept cheering myself up in my heart. When a ray of sunlight shone on the glass windowsill in the early morning, Naito Tetsuya also woke up, looking at the white ceiling above his head, he stretched out his right hand and clenched his fist, and after shouting "yes" with all his might, he sat up directly. Then after washing up the three times and dividing them by two, I took the map and started a new day looking for a job.

This time Naito changed direction, exactly the opposite direction from yesterday, west. Although I changed the direction, it is a pity that I did not get good luck, and after seven or eight hours of turning around in the Western Region, I still did not find a job, and I was tired of walking, and my heart was also tired.

At this time, the sun is also starting to set, and I don't have a watch on my body, so I guess it should be about four o'clock now, and there is a park nearby, so you can go in and take a break. Along the green path leading to the park, I walked to the park, found a stone chair under a big tree and sat down, just wanted to lie down on the stone chair and sleep. A "bang, bang" sound came from the other end, this is the sound made when shooting basketball, Naito just lay down for a while and immediately sat up, "Just go over and watch others play basketball." Thinking of doing it, he immediately got up and walked in the direction where the sound of slapping was heard, and he didn't go far before he came to a basketball court surrounded by green trees, there were four basketball courts, one field was playing the whole game, two halves were playing half of the game, and there were six or seven people on half of the court, seven people and four basketballs occupied half of the court to shoot, Naito walked over the direction of this half, found a stone chair where no one was sitting, and sat next to them to watch them shoot. My eyes followed the court, and I found that there were no masters, all of them were amateur wild balls. It seems that he feels bored for a while, he got up from the stone chair and was about to go out along the sideline to the green lane on the bottom line, when a boy wearing glasses and wearing a national high school uniform stood between the three-point line and the restricted area with his back to Naito, and shot the basket with a two-handed position of holding the ball and throwing the shot put, the basketball smashed on the hoop, and flew back over his head and landed outside the three-point line and popped off the court, rolling straight in front of the direction Naito was going to pass.

Naito bent down and stretched out his right hand to sweep in the direction of the basketball rolling, and the basketball was grabbed by Naito with one hand, and then stood up straight and stretched out his left hand to the basketball in his right hand to "snap", almost empty I was about to pass the ball The boy with glasses was startled, looking at Naito's tall man and strong figure, he was simply a super Asian, and in his heart, Naito instantly defaulted to a super Asian. Then Naito's next action shocked him even more, only to see Naito open the fingers of both hands, wrapping the basketball in both hands, the basketball made a painful sound in his hand to "squeak", and there were even people who could pinch the basketball with their hands to make a sound, looking at the basketball that was pinched and deformed, the glasses man's heart was pulled up, and he kept praying silently for his beloved basketball in his heart.

I don't know if it's the prayer of the glasses man? The Super Yasai man suddenly stopped his violence against his basketball, and before he had time to thank Aunt Amaterasu for the manifestation, he saw the Super Yasai man grab the deformed basketball with one hand, and rush to the basket from the baseline with a three-step layup in an arc along the sideline outside the three-point line of the court.

"Oh my God, it's flying" The man with glasses opened his mouth and exclaimed, yes, he flew up, only to see Naito's last step on the penalty area line that was only a small step away from the bottom line, grabbed the ball with one hand and lifted it high with the body, and continued to rise until his head was level with the basket, and he paused in the air for a second or two, and then as the body fell, the one-handed man who grabbed the ball smashed hard into the basket.

There was a loud "bang", which attracted the attention of all the people near the basket, and the strong visual impact of the "violent buckle" shocked everyone nearby.

"It's too ferocious"

Just when everyone sighed, an accident appeared. I don't know if it's because the rebounds are in disrepair? or because of something else.

With a "click", the super Yasai man in the eyes of the glasses man suddenly fell out of the air unbalanced and sat on the ground.

"Oh, look, the hoop on the rebound is gone?" I don't know who shouted, and everyone shifted their eyes from the Yasai man sitting on the ground to the rebound that kept shaking up and down with the basketball hoop.

"Damn, the hoop is really gone," echoed Jun Jun, one of the crowds.

"Oh" followed by the screams of the crowd, which drowned out the sound of playing on the other three courts, causing everyone on the three courts to look this way, and some good people dropped their basketballs and ran over to watch.

The screams also woke up Tetsuya Naito, who was sitting on the ground in a daze, originally he just wanted to vent his anger that he couldn't find a job, and he just wanted to be willful. He never thought he could jump so high that he fell to the ground and sat down, never coming back to his senses.

Naito, who came to his senses, sat on the ground, looked at the basket in his hand, turned his head to look around, and was about to feel the envy and admiration from all around, when he suddenly found a middle-aged man wearing a crumpled green suit, slightly short, with a lewd look, hurried over here.

"It's not good, it must be the property manager of the park, I have to withdraw quickly" Naito thought in his heart, and immediately threw away the hoop in his hand, ignoring the eyes full of envy and adoration around him, and even more ignoring the pain in his buttocks, he got up and turned around and ran, using the speed of a 100-meter sprint, through the isolated green belt, and running along the path leading to the outside of the park. And the middle-aged man who followed behind could only see a back that was gradually moving away from the back.

"Hey, what a pity, what a good seedling!!" the obscene middle-aged uncle sighed, and immediately rushed back to the basketball after cleaning up his mood.

"What just happened?Hey, how did the hoop run to the ground?" a gentleman who had just watched asked the people around him curiously.

"I was slammed and dunked," Mr. C, who was standing next to him and had seen the scene of Naito's dunk with his own eyes, replied disapprovingly.

"Are you sure you didn't wake up?" Mr. B looked at Mr. C with a suspicious look,

"You didn't wake up, Nimadi, but the labor and management saw someone buckle the hoop with their own eyes, if you don't believe it, you can ask them," C Jun glared at B Jun angrily, and then pointed to the people around him who had seen the scene with their own eyes.

"I can testify to this," there were people around who couldn't look past it and spoke out in support of Mr. C,

"I can also testify," Mr. A, who felt that he had the most right to witness and speak, also echoed it.

"Me too"

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After Mr. A's speech, many enthusiastic audiences also voiced their voices in support of Mr. C.

"How did you get it down?" said a weak word of begging for the truth.

"Only I know the details of this. Jun A said first, under the gaze of the surrounding crowd, Jun A walked unhurriedly to the back of the basketball hoop, picked up the basketball that rolled down here, to be precise, a deformed basketball, "See, it's this basketball, it was the Super Yasai Man before, eh, I don't know his name, just call him Super Yasairen." Without Naito's permission, Mr. A privately gave him the title of Super Yasairen. As for the other viewers who saw Naito, they did not object, in their perception, Naito's height of nearly two meters, strong as a cow-like figure, amazing bounce and strong strength, comparable to Super Asian.

"And then?" Just as Mr. A was complacent about choosing a name for his imagination, an untimely voice interrupted Mr. A's good deeds, and the person who made that voice was the one who didn't understand anything.

"Hmph, listen to me, or listen to you?" Jun A was very angry, and the people around him quickly echoed when they saw the opportunity, "Listen to you." We listen to you, and you go on. Jun A gave Jun B a blank look, and then continued: "Seeing that this basketball is not deformed, do you know how it is deformed?" Jun A pointed to the basketball and threw a rhetorical look around.

The clever D gentleman replied very cooperatively: "I don't know"

Jun A nodded with satisfaction, "Actually, it was like this by the Super Asian Sairen" to make a model Naito's two-handed pinching of the ball, but unfortunately his palms were too small, and he couldn't cover the entire basketball with both hands, and smiled awkwardly, "I'm just doing a demonstration, and the action is probably like this." The basketball began to slowly deform under the force of his hands, and at the same time made a squeaking sound, listening to that sound I felt shivering when I stood so far away, how much strength did it take?"

"That is, if it was a watermelon, it must have been crushed by him. "The best partner, Mr. D, has stood up and cooperated again.

"You must know that the basketball is a new one I bought, and I haven't played it a few times, so it's a pity that he pinched it out of shape. Halfway through speaking, Mr. A began to regret his basketball.

Seeing that there was a prelude to running off track, it was D Jun who stood up in a timely manner, "It can be regarded as a commemoration, this is a rare witness, don't forget that the Super Asian Race people have used it to break the hoop, it has collectible value." D Jun paused, and then continued, "Many people still don't know its glorious value, so tell us how the Yasai people used it to dunk the hoop." ”

"yes, why didn't I think of this?" Jun patted his head, "At that time, when I was worried about whether the Asian Sairen would pinch my basketball to burst, he suddenly stopped, and then grabbed it with one hand, grabbing the basketball "Unfortunately, his hand was too small to catch the basketball, so Jun had to hold the basketball with one hand" That's it, along the "model to prevent Naito's movements, one, two, three jumps and jumps, the basketball fell, and Jun A picked up the basketball again and imitated it again." But this time I didn't jump, and the action looked particularly funny, amusing the surrounding audience. "That's the way the action is, my movement is just an imitation," explained A-kun, who was laughing at the audience. The more he explained, the more the audience laughed, and it was really useless for Ajun to simply stop talking, standing next to him and staring dryly.

At this time, a middle-aged uncle with a serious expression suddenly walked in front of Jun A, snatched the basketball and let it go to look at it, then stuffed the basketball back into Jun A's arms, turned around and picked up the hoop that was still on the ground by Naito, or looked at it, and then held it in his hand to the surrounding audience, shook the hoop in his hand and asked, "Who did this? Who of you know?" The stern gaze swept to the faces of everyone around.

Quiet, quiet, very quiet, quiet.

After the silence, Mr. D suddenly covered his stomach and said, "Oops, my stomach hurts, I have to go to the hospital to see." After saying that, he turned around and ran, and there were many smart people around him who immediately reacted, and then.

"Oops, I'm in a hurry to go to the toilet. After saying that, he immediately turned around and ran.

"Oops, too"

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In less than a minute, under the pretext of various reasons, more than half of the people ran away. The rest of the people didn't do it, and they didn't say any reason or excuse, and everyone dispersed in a hurry. Only a middle-aged uncle was left standing there stunned.

"Hey" The middle-aged uncle could only shake his head helplessly, turned around and walked in the direction of Lingnan Private High School. For the next few days, he wandered the park, hoping to meet the young man he had a good idea of again, but that's all for later.

Some friends said that the plot is progressing too slowly.,Hey, I don't know how to explain it.,I know other slam dunk fans.,It's the protagonist who just crossed and started to touch basketball.,And then go straight to the theme.。 Compared with other people's books, the plot of my book is indeed a bit slow, and I have thought about speeding up the plot, and I have tried to speed up the process while trying to write the story more rationally.