Heizi's Basketball: I'm not the boss?

Chapter 116 The storm in the auditorium

Hearing Kise's joke, Xiang Yang responded with a smile.It's good to have a strong teammate, as long as he throws it casually, it's an assist.

In the audience, watching Quan Haichang's attack, No. [-] of the National Youth League looked uncertain.No matter how much he disagrees with Xiang Yang, he has to admit that this is a good attack.

Although he has a bad personality, he is not bad at all in terms of eyesight and insight.After all, he is also the starting point guard of the National Youth Team, leaving aside Kise's exaggerated athletic ability, whether it is Xiang Yang's breakthrough pass or Shiro Rin's double defense.Looking at it from a professional basketball perspective, there is no fault at all.

The National Youth No. [-] frowned, and after looking at it for a long time, he could only mutter: "I can do it, too."

This sentence happened to be heard by the audience next to him. Coincidentally, he is a fan of Haichang.

Hearing this, Haichang fans turned their heads to look at Guoqing No. [-], and let out a sneer: "There are always people who think they are better than others."

The National Youth No. [-], who had just lowered his head to continue writing, was slightly startled and realized that this person was talking about himself.With his grumpy personality, he couldn't bear this. He immediately turned his head and glared at the Haichang audience.

I originally thought that my height of over 190 would intimidate the other party, but I didn’t expect that the other party was not intimidated at all. He also glared back and yelled: "What are you looking at?"

The No. [-] player in the National Youth Team was confused. In this world where basketball is extremely important, as a member of the National Youth Team, no one should be respectful when meeting him. Now he was yelled at by a fan?

Clenching his fists, the National Youth No. [-] did not say anything after all. If the Basketball Association knew that he came to inspect players and started fighting with the audience, the suspension would be considered a light punishment.

Seeing that the National Youth No. [-] did not speak, the Hai Chang fan was a little surprised. The vocabulary he organized in his mind was swallowed just as he was about to speak. He reflected in his heart: Am I too fierce...

After a few minutes—

"Well, I don't mean anything special. I just want to ask you, are you okay?"

Hai Chang fans scratched their heads in embarrassment. Although he had a bad temper, he was not someone who would take the initiative to stir up trouble.After realizing that the National Youth League One seemed to be frightened by him, he felt a pang of guilt in his heart.

The National Youth No. [-] had a dark face, looking at the apologetic look of Hai Chang fans, his lips twitched for a long time, and finally uttered: "It's okay."

"Hahahaha, it's okay as long as it's okay, it's okay as long as it's okay..."

Hai Chang fans laughed awkwardly, turned to look at the court, and took the initiative to talk to the National Youth No. [-]: "Look at Hai Chang, how well we played! This year's champion will be Hai Chang again!"

On the court, in the third quarter, Xiangyang and Kise no longer cared about physical exertion and began to frantically lead the team to launch a general attack. Although Jorin's side was not helpless, the point difference was still widened to 12 points.

At 59:47, Haichang took the lead, and even the advantage continued to expand.

The friendly words of Hai Chang fans made the face of the National Youth No. [-] even darker. He closed the book in his hand and said disdainfully: "It's just average. At the level of high school students, it's really pretty good." That’s it.”

"you you…"

Hai Chang fans were about to get angry when they suddenly realized that they couldn't scare the person in front of them anymore. Although he was quite tall, he seemed to be quite timid. He just didn't know why he spoke so harshly.

After a short period of thinking, the Hai Chang fan carefully considered his words and said sincerely: "Young man, people can't be too ambitious. It's not that difficult to admit the excellence of others."

ha? ?

The National Youth No. [-] was confused again. He pointed and was about to speak but was interrupted by Hai Chang fans: "I know, I know. Young people of your age always feel that they are the best. It's okay. , Uncle has experienced this period before, but it’s not good and needs to be changed!”

Hai Chang fans looked like "I am thinking about you", which really made the National Youth No. [-] very angry.

"Uncle! Let me tell you straight, I am a member of the National Youth Team and the starting point guard!!"

When it came to the word starting, the National Youth No. [-] even emphasized his tone, and then said with a proud face: "This time I am here to inspect the players for the National Youth Team! That's why I said, they are in high school It’s pretty good at my level, but it’s far behind me!”

Speaking of this, the National Youth No. [-] also glanced at Kise and Kagami who were facing each other on the field, and silently added in his heart: Except for them.

He looked at Xiang Yang who was standing outside the three-point line directing his teammates' movements, and said angrily in his heart: Forget it, not as good as me!

He originally thought that he would get the admiring eyes of this fan after announcing his home status. Who would have thought that the Hai Chang fan laughed, and the expression on his face became more and more kind, as if caring for a mentally retarded person, and said in a good voice: "Okay, okay, okay, You are the starting point guard, right? Then when you join the national team, you have to ask me to come watch when you play games."

What... doesn't feel right?
Guoqing No. [-]'s brain briefly stopped, and then he realized, this guy doesn't believe it!

"Uncle! I didn't lie to you, I'm really a member of the National Youth Team, and I'm still the starter! The starting point guard!"

"Stop being ridiculous, why are you still going online? It's almost done."

Hai Chang fans waved their hands impatiently. He just accidentally scared the other party and wanted to make up for the debt in his heart, but he didn't want to play house pretending game with this guy at all.

"Besides, even if you are really a member of the national youth team, how could it be your turn to inspect players?"

The expression of the National Youth No. [-] was stagnant. Indeed, it was not his job to inspect players. He applied for it through a high-level relative of the Basketball Association.Since the level of ordinary high school students is really limited, the Basketball Association does not pay much attention to high school competitions. This can be seen from only the inspection of the semi-finals.So the National Youth No. [-] got this job without any effort, and his purpose was obvious...

"No, I'm just keen on discovering talents..."

The words that Guo Qing No. [-] had been holding back for a long time were not very convincing. Seeing that the uncle still looked unbelieving, Guo Qing No. [-], who was eager to prove his identity, simply handed over the notebook in his hand.

"Look, look! I'm really the starting point guard of the National Youth Team! I'm really here to inspect the players!"

Seeing the serious look of the National Youth No. [-], the uncle shook his head helplessly, took the notebook and started reading.At first, he looked nonchalant, but his expression became more solemn the more he looked at it.

The National Youth No. [-] on the side peeked at the uncle's expression and felt secretly happy: You saw it!Ignorant guy, hurry up and show admiration in your eyes and beg me to sign for you!Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I can take a photo with you.

However, the situation did not go as the National Youth No. [-] had in mind.

The uncle's solemn expression was not because he believed his identity. He quickly stood up, threw the notebook into the arms of the National Youth No. [-], turned around and left directly.

The National Youth No. [-] didn't react yet, but he vaguely heard the uncle mutter "psychopath". He still didn't understand that this was being regarded as a mental illness.

National Youth No. [-]: ****
There is no way, the National Youth No. [-] can't rush over and stop people to say it again, right?That really confirms that he is mentally ill!

In the end, the frantic National Youth No. [-] could only open the notebook again and vent his frustration on the comments.

Number [-], who was showing off his literary talent, didn't notice that someone suddenly sat down in the empty seat next to him.

"Huh? You..."

A female voice interrupted the movements of the National Youth No. [-]. He turned around and looked a little confused: Could it be that the fans recognized me?
"Hello...ah! Sister Masako??"

The No. [-] national youth player had just put on a smile that he thought was elegant, but was directly defeated by Masako Araki in front of him.

As a former Neon women's basketball national player, Masako's name is naturally famous in the national youth team.

Masako put away the surprised expression on her face, and nodded to Guoqing No. [-] as a greeting. In her impression, she seemed to have some impression of this, what was it called... Forget it, it didn't matter, she just saw that there were vacancies here , I happened to come over and sit down when I was tired from standing. I didn’t expect to meet an acquaintance.

Surprised, Guoqing No. [-] accidentally dropped the notebook in his hand to the ground, right at Masako's feet.

Out of politeness, Masako bent down and picked up the notebook, just about to hand it to the National Youth No. [-].

"Don't! Don't touch it! No, don't open it! That's not right either..."

The nervous expression of the National Youth No. [-] made Masako slightly stunned. She glanced at the book in her hand suspiciously and asked tentatively: "Is this a book only for basketball association scouts?"

Guoqing No. [-] did not answer. He suddenly made a move and tried to snatch the notebook away, but was hit by a sword held straight against his neck.

Guoqing No. [-]:? ? ?

Not only Number [-], but the audience near them also made a commotion, leaving their seats and hiding aside.You are watching the game well, but suddenly an execution scene is going to be staged next to you. This will scare everyone who watches it.

"Don't move, I'm using the back of the knife, but in this position you'll have to go to the hospital if you don't die."

Masako's cold voice reached No. [-]'s ears, and cold sweat broke out on his back. Masako Araki was still the same as when he was in the national team. He would never do anything if he could do it. You must know that Masako's background is from a mafia family. She would even kill someone simply. He didn't even have to go to jail, this ruthless man really dared to chop him!

With his life threatened, no matter how urgent the National Youth No. [-] was, he could only watch Masako open the book and read it word for word.

Masako was expressionless at first, but when she saw Xiang Yang's comment, her pupils shrank on her calm face, and the sword against No. [-]'s neck couldn't help but go a little deeper. Fortunately, Masako used the back of the sword, otherwise the game would still be over. Before it ends, there will be a pile of corpses in the audience.

"Is this what you mean or the Basketball Association's meaning?"

Masako's tone was very calm, but for some reason, the National Youth No. [-] felt as if the air had solidified. He tremblingly and a little flatteringly replied: "I'm just following the process, Sister Masako, no one has any intention, Really do not have…"

Masako frowned slightly, and just when he was about to continue questioning, the security personnel in the arena arrived belatedly. They held batons and looked at Masako warily.

"Don't be impulsive. Let go of the hostage. You can say whatever you want. The police are already on their way. Even if you kill him, it won't help. Give up the unnecessary resistance!"

(End of this chapter)