Slam Dunk: My Study Abroad Career in Northern Hunan

Chapter 72 Banned! (two in one)

"White Team No. 15! Expulsion!"

Takeshi's substitute players and off-court coaches have already rushed into the court and opened up Jinguji Budo. The doctors of the competition also quickly entered the court. A group of people surrounded Mitsui Shou, and a group of people surrounded the Aoyama's side.

And the referee finally didn't have to drag Martial Arts anymore, and immediately broke away from the crowd and shouted loudly.His words made the slightly turbulent stadium a little quieter.

"What? Expulsion from the field?!" Masayoshi Anzai was hugging Budao's waist at this time, and Budao was still struggling hard after being pulled away by the crowd. It seemed that he was not going to give up just like that, and wanted to rush forward to continue fighting with that Qingshan player .The referee's referee Wu Dao didn't listen to it at all.

That bastard dared to attack Mitsui Hisashi, no matter what Bu Dao said, he would abolish him today.

It’s not that Mitsui Shou has an iron shirt with a gold bell cover, and he can look like a normal person after taking an elbow. The young Mitsui Shouben is not the kind of person with excellent physique. The opponent’s attack really hurt Mitsui. .

Until now, Mitsui Shou still didn't get up from the ground, and was still lying on the ground. Although he exhaled steadily, he seemed to have passed out.The opponent's action just now was not for defense at all, but aimed directly at Mitsui Shou.

Being pulled down in mid-air, even someone with a physique like Sakuragi Hanamichi would have to slow down for a long time, let alone Mitsui Hisashi.

Hearing the referee's penalty at this time, Anxi Zhengyi couldn't help it anymore, let go of the hand holding the martial arts, frowned and walked in front of the referee, just about to argue with the other party, but his reason, after all, let him He restrained himself.

Now Budao is only expelled from the field. If he, the coach, has any conflicts with the referee, it will no longer be affected by Budao alone, and the entire team will be affected.

Masayoshi Anzai turned his head and glanced at Budo who was struggling, and then at Hisashi Mitsui who was lying on the ground surrounded by doctors and team members, finally heaved a helpless sigh.

Walking back to Wu Dao's side, he put one hand on Wu Dao's shoulder and squeezed it hard.

Anxi's righteous power is very strong, when it was pinched on Budao's shoulder, even Budao turned his head and looked at him in pain.

"Budo, you and the first-year substitutes sent Mitsui to the hospital."

"Compared to revenge, Mitsui's body is more important, you follow to the hospital!"

Anzai Zhengyi's words stopped Budo's struggling movements, turned his head to look at Mitsui Shou, and immediately walked towards Mitsui.At this time, Mitsui Shou was surrounded by doctors, a middle-aged doctor held a small lamp and turned Mitsui's eyelids for physical examination.

After a simple physical examination, a single rack was quickly ordered.

"Come on, take him to the ambulance outside." The doctor directed a few male doctors and nurses. They put Mitsui Shou on the stand and hurriedly carried him away from the stadium. Takeshi's team leader greeted Masayoshi Anzai and followed him. On the medical team.

And Bu Dao also walked out of the court, without looking back at anyone from the Qingshan High School, and as for apologizing, he didn't even say a word.

"Aoyama's bastard!"

Anxi Masayoshi watched Budo and the others leave, gritted his teeth, and cast a vicious glance at the Aoyama team member who was knocked to the ground by Budo. Compared with Mitsui Shou, the other party's injury was really too light, it was just a skin trauma That's all, at this time the other party's consciousness has recovered, but just in case, the medical team also put the other party on a stand, and then rushed to the hospital.

After Budo and Mitsui Shou left, the starting team of Wushi Middle School immediately lost two main players on the offensive end.Anxi Zhengyi looked at the substitute who was still on the court, the gloom on his brows could not dissipate.Although Wushi Middle School still maintains the lead, it is impossible for Wushi Middle School, which has lost two main players, to maintain its lead until the end.

As the wounded were sent away from the stadium and Budao left, the riot finally came to an end.Both Wushi Middle School and Qingshan High School replaced players on the bench, and the game continued in an oppressive atmosphere.

Wushi Middle School is a standard dual-core team. All offensive systems are built around Mitsui Hisashi and Jinguji Budo. Without these two people, Wushi fell into a disadvantage shortly after the game continued. The situation on the ground showed a one-sided situation.

Anxi Zhengyi sat on the seat, clenched his fists tightly, and felt that there was a breath in his chest, and he couldn't get it out no matter what.On the other hand, the coach of the Qingshan High School was still commanding the players off the field with great vigor during the game. Not only was he not worried about the players who were sent to the hospital, but his face was full of smiles.

"The end is set"

Anxi Zhengyi was very reconciled. They finally got the chance to play in the middle school, and finally passed the hurdle of Dongda No. [-] Middle School. They didn't expect to fall into the hands of a little-known team like Qingshan.

If it was due to lack of strength, Anxi Zhengyi would not be so angry. The key is not that their martial arts are not strong enough, but that the other group of people are too low-key.

As the game progressed, Wushi Middle School's lead was slowly tied, and then overtaken by the opponent, and then the score behind was getting bigger and bigger.Anxi Zhengyi looked at the scoreboard that kept changing the score, and angrily punched the bench, but his anger couldn't change anything. It was impossible to change Wushi's defeat.

Before the game was over, Masayoshi Anxi had already asked the players who were still off the field to pack their things. Their trip to the national competition was over.

The sun was shining brightly, the sun was scorching the earth, and there was a heat wave in the air.

In a ward of the hospital, Mitsui Shou was lying on the hospital bed covered with a thin quilt.

On the bedside table next to the hospital bed, there is a small electric fan blowing hot air.Around the bed, several Takeshi's team members sat around Mitsui Shou's bed.Jinguji Budao sat on a bench with his back against the wall, looking at the scenery outside the window.

"Click." There was a light sound of twisting the door lock, and the door of the ward was pushed open.

The leading teacher from Wushi Middle School walked into the ward with a small bag in his hand, and with him was an elderly doctor wearing glasses.

As soon as the doctor and the team leader entered the room, several Wu Shi's team members got up one after another and came to the doctor's side. Only Wu Dao was still sitting on the bench, but his eyes were on the doctor who had just walked in.

"Doctor, how is Senior Mitsui doing?"

Mitsui Shouyu, who was sent to the hospital, did some examinations, and the results of the examinations have just come out.

"From the current examination, there is nothing wrong with it. The diagnosis at this stage is a mild concussion. It will be fine to take a rest."

"Wait until he wakes up and do a detailed further examination, don't worry."

The doctor smiled and explained Mitsui Shou's condition to Takeshi's team members, then walked through the crowd, came to Mitsui Shou's side, looked at Mitsui Shou's condition, and did another physical examination.After finding no other problems, the doctor said a few words of relief to everyone, and left the ward.

"Okay, Mitsui Shou will be fine, don't worry." The team leader sat down on the empty hospital bed next door, glanced at Mitsui Shou, and then at Jinguji Budao.

As a team leader, he is of course familiar with Budao. He never expected that Budou, who has always been amicable with his teammates, would be the first to rush to fight the opponent after Mitsui Shou was injured.

The team leader didn't have any prejudice against Budo, thinking that Budo was something bad, on the contrary, he appreciated Budo's attitude, but he was also worried about Budo's future.

Evicted?It would be nice if it was just that simple.

"Budao, you have to be mentally prepared to hit someone on the court."

"The payment of medical expenses and the punishment after the game are inevitable. The expulsion is just the beginning. The worst result, you may have to be suspended."

"It's not a ban for one or two games, it may be a ban from participating in county competitions and national competitions."

"Although you acted this time to relieve your anger, you are still too impulsive in martial arts."

The team leader Wu Shi sighed, but still felt that he had to remind Wu Dao that it is good to be mentally prepared.

"I've done everything, I have nothing to say."

"It doesn't matter if that guy came after me, but he dared to make a black hand on Xiaosan. I won't make him feel better."

"If you lose money, you lose money. It doesn't matter if you get suspended. I don't regret it."

Wu Dao closed his eyes slightly, folded his hands on his chest and said nonchalantly.Suspension is indeed a very severe punishment, but it has no fatal impact on martial arts.

If the suspension is only for one or two years, he should still play and train.

For martial arts, junior high school is just a period of accumulation after all, it doesn't matter whether you play or not, there is still a chance to dominate the country.

If the suspension is long, it will take five or six years, then Wu Dao is a big deal to tell my family, go back to the motherland to develop, Wu Dao’s grandfather is also Wu Gong’s father has been in the country, the big deal is to go back to school, if you take the professional basketball route, it’s much better than here up.

The reason why Wu Dao went to school in Nihong was because of the presence of Mitsui Hisashi, Rukawa Kaede and others. He wanted to taste what it would be like to form a team with Mitsui and the others to win the championship.

There is really no way, the same goes for going back to China to go to school. Although there are regrets, it will not affect the long-term planning of martial arts.

Compared with the price paid, Wu Dao felt that teaching the opponent this time made him feel more relaxed.

"Don't you regret it? Bu Dao, you kid" the team leader teacher looked at Bu Dao and couldn't help laughing. He really likes Bu Dao's character.

"Regret? Regret what?" Just then, a low voice sounded.

Mitsui Shouyou, who had been in a coma for a long time, woke up, just after waking up, he heard something that he regretted or not, so he couldn't help asking.

"Ok?"

"Little San, you're awake!"

Bu Dao was still looking at the scenery outside the window, but when he heard Mitsui Hisashi's voice, he looked happy, and quickly moved to Mitsui's bedside.

"Martial arts."

"Is this a hospital?"

"Aren't I still on the court? How can I be here?"

"The game is like this? Do you regret what you said just now? What are you talking about?"

After Mitsui Shou woke up, his sanity quickly recovered, and he was still weak in speaking at the beginning, but as his consciousness became clear, Mitsui's speech also became a little more breathless.

"Did you forget? Your kid was riding a horse and shooting an arrow. He was beheaded by someone and passed out."

"The doctor said you had a mild concussion, so it shouldn't be a big problem, but after you wake up, you still need to do some tests."

"As for me, the general who beheaded you was rewarded by the referee to accompany you."

Seeing Mitsui Shou waking up, Bu Dao was in a good mood and started joking.

"What's the mess?"

"Mitsui, don't listen to his nonsense."

"You were fouled and sent to the hospital with injuries."

"But Budo hit the Aoyama player who fouled you, and was expelled from the field."

"As for the competition, I don't know yet. Looking at the time, it should be over."

Wu Shi's team leader gave Wu Dao a blank look, and explained to Mitsui Shou.

At this time, Mitsui's consciousness has fully recovered, and he remembered all the things before the impact. Hearing the leader's words, he suddenly got up from the hospital bed, but the violent movement gave him a headache, and he couldn't help covering it. head.

After the pain subsided, Mitsui Shou grabbed Budo by the collar and said angrily:
"You bastard! Didn't you tell me to calm down? Why did you do it yourself!"

"I'm off the field. As long as you're here, the team still has a chance. Now that we're both off the field, how can the team win?!"

"You bastard, do you know what you did?!"

Mitsui Shou was very angry, but not only angry, but also deeply worried.From the few words of the team leader, Mitsui Shou certainly knew what Budo had done, and if he was expelled from the field, it must have been a violent conflict with the opponent, otherwise such a thing would not have happened.

At the beginning, Budao was still telling Mitsui Shou to stay calm and not be provoked, but at the beginning of the second half, he directly fought with others. This moved Mitsui Shou, but also deeply blamed himself, and at the same time, this kind of self-blame was also ignited Mitsui Shou's anger, rather than saying that he was angry with martial arts, it was better to say that he was angry with himself.

"Okay, okay, you just woke up, don't get excited."

"We can't change the result of the game. Maybe the coach and Captain Fujii can lead Takeishi to victory."

"Don't worry about it."

"That bastard from Qingshan dares to play tricks, don't let me see him again, or I will see him once and beat him twice!"

Bu Dao patted Mitsui Shou's hand and said with a smile.Seeing Budao's nonchalant expression, Mitsui Hisashi was angry and annoyed, but he also knew that they couldn't change anything, so he dropped his hand powerlessly after all.

"Budao. I'm sorry." Mitsui Shou lowered his head and spit out such a sentence.

"What are you sorry for, we are friends, aren't we?" Bu Dao leaned against the wall and said with a smile.

And at this moment, the door of the ward was opened again.With a gloomy face, Anxi led a large group of people from Wushi Middle School into the ward.

"coach!"

"How was the game?" Some team members asked nervously when they saw Anxi Zhengyi's figure.

"Of course we lost the game, but that's not the most important thing." Anxi Zhengyi replied with a gloomy face, then looked at Budao solemnly, and continued:

"Budao, you have been suspended because of the court conflict!"

"Three years."

"It means that you can no longer participate in basketball games during your junior high school."

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and looked at Wu Dao in unison. Although Wu Dao was also a little surprised, he was already mentally prepared, but there was no big change in expression. He just nodded slightly to show that he knew.

On the contrary, Mitsui Shou, with a face full of shock, hurriedly asked: "Banned?! Banned for three years?! How did this happen? Why!"

"I want to find my father. If I'm banned for three years, Budo. Budo's." Mitsui Shou stumbled a bit, looking back at Budo and Anzai Masayoshi.

"Mitsui, the result cannot be changed."

"This is Quanzhong, Wu Dao's behavior is very bad."

"I have a friend who belongs to the competition committee. The three-year suspension is already the result of fighting for it."

"Budao. You." Anxi Zhengyi looked at Budao. He thought that the most unacceptable person would be Budao, but he didn't expect Mitsui Shou to be the most excited, but it was Budao with a calm face.

"It's okay, coach, I'm already prepared."

"A three-year ban is really a long time."

Bu Dao murmured, glanced at the excited Mitsui Shou, patted Mitsui's shoulder with one hand, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, Xiaosan, it's just that you don't participate in the game, it's not that you don't play basketball anymore."

"Coach, I'm suspended, won't I be kicked out of the team?"

"I've been hurt and bled for the team."

Wu Dao raised his right hand with a smile, and pointed to a little blood on it, but he didn't know if the blood belonged to him.

Seeing the appearance of martial arts, Anxi Zhengyi couldn't help laughing, shook his head, and said:
"What are you talking about, you are our Wushi's 'God of War'!"

"How could I be willing to kick you out of the team?"

"Dare to make a move in the middle, although you are not the first, but you are the first in the history of our Martial Stone team."

"Since Mitsui is awake, the rest of the team members should go back to the hotel to rest first. Budo and I will accompany Mitsui for the next inspection. If everything is fine, we will leave for Kanagawa tomorrow."

Masayoshi Anzai beckoned to the other team members, and Takeshi's team leader greeted the team members and left the ward.After the rest of the team left, Masayoshi Anzai sat beside Mitsui Shou and patted Mitsui on the shoulder.

At this time, Mitsui Shou covered his face with his hands, his body trembling slightly, although there was no sound, tears flowed from Mitsui's fingers.

Budo was suspended, the saddest thing was not Budo, but Mitsui who caused a conflict.Mitsui Shou felt that it was his own problem that caused Budao to take action, and he felt that it was him who caused Budao to be suspended.

Ordinary junior high school students, without three years of experience in major competitions, will definitely have a huge change in their basketball career.

"Little San, don't be like this, that guy from Qingshan Middle School is the culprit, you don't have to worry about it."

"I got suspended, it's my problem."

"As for the price, I can afford it!"

Bu Dao got up and sat on the hospital bed, put his arms around Mitsui's shoulders, and said softly.

He really doesn't care. It really doesn't matter to him whether he plays a game or not. The training of his skills will not be wasted because he doesn't play. As for the game experience, this is the best thing for players to accumulate.

Basketball players never rely on game experience for a living. They rely on foundation, training, golf quotient, talent, environment, and sophistication. The most unreliable thing is experience.

(End of this chapter)