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

Chapter 145 Except for him, everyone is average

"Brother Shu!!!"

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"Ahem, let me introduce you. This is the corner I dug this year. The neon boy with a very high level of basketball, Xiangyang!"

In a van, Lingzi happily took the two of them to introduce themselves.

The uncle whom she called Brother Shu turned around and looked at Xiang Yang, and said in wonder: "You are so young. A child at such a young age has gone abroad to pursue his dream alone."

"That's right, he is very powerful, after all, he is a talent discovered by me."

Lingzi looked a little proud. The conversation between the two was in Chinese, but Xiangyang could understand it.

Xiangyang held his chin with one hand and looked out the window, pretending not to understand and listening to the conversation between the two.

Immediately afterwards, Lingzi patted Xiang Yang again and said in Japanese: "This is my former leader, Chen Shu. Knowing you were coming, the Basketball Association specially sent him to pick us up."

After saying this, Lingzi raised his eyebrows at Xiang Yang, indicating how much the Basketball Association valued him.

Xiang Yang reacted very quickly, immediately pretending to be flattered, and thanked the two of them one after another.

Xiang Yang's politeness was also very helpful to Brother Shu. While he was still driving, he actually turned around and expressed his praise to Xiang Yang in sign language (not).

Fortunately, Lingzi decisively interrupted his nonsense. The neon driver a few days ago left a deep impression on her heart!
"Speaking of which, where are we going now, Brother Shu?"

Lingzi asked while fidgeting with her phone and searching for local news about flower growers.

"Let's go to the players' apartment arranged for him by the Basketball Association first, pack up his accommodation and luggage, and then you take him out for a walk?"

Brother Shu glanced at Xiangyang through the rearview mirror and asked Lingzi.

Of course Lingzi was happy. She hadn't returned to China for such a long time, and when she was still on the plane, she started picking up her fingers to figure out where she would go later.

However, she still had to ask Xiang Yang for his opinion.

"How about we go to your place later to take a look, put your luggage, and then we go out for a walk? The flower garden is so delicious and fun!"

There was no need for Lingzi to translate, Xiangyang could completely understand Shuge's words, and he subconsciously wanted to reject Lingzi.

He didn't come to the flower garden just for fun. After passing the trial training and successfully changing his nationality, he would have plenty of time to appreciate the customs and customs of the flower garden.

As for now, he just wants to pass the trial training quickly, and then go back to Neon, play games, and meet Masako.

However, before he could say his refusal, he met Lingzi's hopeful gaze, and the four words "want to go out and play" were almost engraved on her face!

Xiang Yang:…

"I'm OK."

With a long breath, Xiangyang agreed to the arrangement between Brother Shu and Lingzi. Hearing Lingzi's joyful shouts next to him, he kept comforting himself in his heart.

It's okay, it only takes half a day.

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Meanwhile, neon

It’s time for the members of the Haichang High School basketball team to have their daily training again.

The duo of Kaijun inside are discussing confrontation and blocking skills with each other, Yuki Hashimoto, who is constantly dribbling with his head down and thinking about how to enter the "zone", and Ryota Kise, who is shooting while frequently looking up at the door of the arena. .

creak.

The door of Hai Chang Arena was pushed open.

Kise's eyes lit up and he immediately turned around to look. However, the person who came in was Genta Takeuchi.

I saw that Kise's eyes darkened visibly to the naked eye.

"coach."

"Good morning, Coach."

Although I haven't seen Takeuchi come to the arena for a long time, as a player, I still have the most basic respect for my coach.

Everyone on the team, including Kise who looked disappointed, all greeted Takeuchi one by one.

Takeuchi raised his forehead slightly, and scanned the crowd in Haichang. When his eyes passed Kise, he couldn't help but pause, and then said loudly.

"In half a month, the national competition qualifiers will begin. During this period, I hope everyone will train seriously and actively prepare for the competition..."

Well, another bowl of the familiar Takeuchi brand chicken soup, but this summer, the chicken soup seems to come very early. In the past, this link would not appear until about two days before the game.

This time, not even Kai Tsune's freshmen, or even Yuuki, were listening carefully. They were all distracted. Kise's brows were furrowed and he kept looking towards the entrance of the gymnasium.

There was no trace of the figure that should have appeared long ago.

Really, after becoming the captain, you are too arrogant. It doesn’t matter if you are a few minutes late. It is already almost 10 minutes, and Xiao Xiangyang is not here yet!
Kise's heart was full of dissatisfaction, and he secretly swore that when Xiang Yang came later, he would definitely look at him until he had done a hundred push-ups!
Coincidentally, Takeuchi's chicken soup speech was at the end at this time. He cleared his throat, looked at Haichang and others who looked like they were about to disperse, slapped his head and pretended to have just remembered something, and said: "Oh, by the way. , Xiangyang has asked for leave, and I will organize the training during this period. Don’t let anyone be lazy!"

After saying that, Takeuchi clicked his tongue and felt a little unfinished. He hadn't been to the arena for a long time and was still a little uncomfortable with it.

Make it here today!Just let them play training matches on their own later.

Having made up his mind, Takeuchi was about to leave, but when he turned around, he saw that at some point, everyone from Haichang had formed a circle around him.

"Why are you guys rebelling?"

Takeuchi was confused. Wasn't he fine just now?
"Coach, what you said just now, Xiao Xiangyang asked for leave?"

Kise was the first to ask. His face looked a little ugly. The feeling of heart palpitations he had a few days ago was real.

"What happened to Senior Xiangyang?"

This time it was Yuji, he had a nervous look on his face, although he was beaten by Xiang Yang once, but with his brain, he quickly realized that Xiang Yang was helping him.

"Senior Xiangyang is sick, isn't he? Which hospital is he in!!"

Finally, there is Hiroshi Ohara. He can be regarded as the most anxious expression among all the people present. He has even preconceived the idea that Xiang Yang is sick and needs someone to take care of him!

Immediately afterwards, the rest of Hai Chang also asked questions. Although Xiang Yang is not the eldest senior in the team, with his excellent football skills and sociable personality, Hai Chang is definitely the most prestigious player now!

Because Ohara Hao made a start, the rest of the people also subconsciously thought that Xiang Yang had a physical problem or something happened to his family.

Only Kise, who knew Xiang Yang's life experience in advance, knew that the possibility of these two situations was very low. After all, he was here playing basketball yesterday, and he fell ill today?Something happened to his family... He had already had something happen to him, how could it be so miserable?

But it was also because of this that Kise was even more curious about what happened to Xiang Yang.

"Say it, coach."

"How long will Senior Xiangyang ask for leave?"

"Is it serious? We need to go see him!"

Everyone said something to each other, and in an instant, the Hai Chang Arena seemed to have turned into a vegetable market.

"Don't even make any noise to me!"

Takeuchi's head was pounding, and he gave a sharp shout to stabilize the situation.

"Listen to me! Xiangyang is not sick, and neither are his relatives! He only asked for leave from me because...because..."

Takeuchi was stunned.

Oops!He doesn't know either, don't say anything to this kid!

Seeing that Takeuchi stopped talking, everyone in Haichang looked at each other, and the drama in the vegetable market happened again.

"Damn Xiangyang!!!"

In the midst of the crowd's siege, Takeuchi held his head in his hands, with a broken face, and made up his mind: When Xiang Yang comes back, he will never give him any false approvals again!And I will never step foot into a basketball gym again!

Well, except when making chicken soup...

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"There is a supermarket not far away when you turn right when you go out. There are also many places to eat nearby. These daily expenses can be reimbursed by the Basketball Association. If it is really not possible and you are not used to Chinese food, you can also ask Lingzi to come and cook it for you at the vegetable market on the left , or you can go to my house for dinner, my children will definitely be very happy to see foreigners."

Brother Shu opened the door to the players' apartment and greeted Xiang Yang in a serious manner.

Then he remembered that there was a language barrier. No matter how enthusiastic Xiang Yang was, he couldn't understand it, so he had to wink at Lingzi and ask for translation help.

Lingzi translated Brother Shu's words into Japanese and explained them to Xiang Yang. However, as a translator, she was not honest and secretly concealed the part where Brother Shu asked her to cook for Xiang Yang. She had no choice but to act as a presenter. The only multilingual double major, she can be so willful!
Xiang Yang naturally heard the difference between the two sentences, but he did not expose it. He just glanced at Lingzi in amusement, and then bowed slightly to Brother Shu to express his gratitude.

Whether this was the meaning of the Flower Garden Basketball Association or Brother Shu himself, he felt a sense of goodwill from it.

However, flower growers were different from Neon in that they were not so strict about etiquette. Seeing Xiang Yang actually bowing to thank him, Brother Shu felt flattered.

He lowered his head and looked at his watch and greeted the two of them: "I'm going to leave now. There's something I need to do with the Basketball Association, so I won't disturb you two any longer. Yimin, please remember to take Xiangyang around." Go around, take more care of others, it's not easy for people to come abroad at such a young age."

"I know, I know, Brother Shu, you've said it several times."

Lingzi said angrily, but she still waved and said goodbye to Brother Shu warmly. As her boss at her previous job, Brother Shu still supported her a lot.

Similarly, Xiang Yang also had a good impression of this "Brother Tree" whom he met for the first time. When he saw him preparing to leave, he smiled and waved goodbye.

The door slammed shut.

Brother Shu left, leaving only Lingzi and Xiang Yang in the house.

Seeing his former leader leave, Lingzi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although Brother Shu was a nice person, staying with his boss, even his former boss, felt a little unnatural.

Xiang Yang didn't feel anything, and walked around the room with great interest.

Although the player dormitory is standard for every member of the National Youth Team, it has to be said that the environmental configuration is still good.

Basic living facilities such as refrigerators and air conditioners are available, and the kitchen utensils are relatively simple. However, most basketball associations have their own player canteens, so it is not a big problem.

Lingzi sat on the chair, looked at Xiang Yang's figure wandering around, and joked: "How about it, the future starting point guard of the Flower Planter, are you satisfied with your temporary residence?"

Xiang Yang looked at the pots in the kitchen and responded: "It's pretty good. By the way, where should we go next, Miss Lingzi?"

After saying that, Xiangyang turned his head and gave Lingzi a searching look. Although he didn't object to staying at home, he finally came to the flower garden. It would be too wasteful if he stayed in the players' apartment.

Lingzi touched his chin and made a distressed look: "There is a hot pot restaurant that has been open for many years near here. It's pretty good. Mr. Xiangyang hasn't had hot pot yet, has he? Neon only has sukiyaki pot. There are also some street snacks. , which are also not found in neon..."

Xiang Yang listened quietly, for him, no matter what he did, it could be regarded as nostalgia for his previous life.

"Ugh... How about I take you directly to the training place of the National Youth Team? How about Mr. Xiangyang?"

When Lingzi's voice came, Xiang Yang subconsciously nodded in response, then immediately reacted and looked at Lingzi in surprise.

I saw Lingzi looking at him with a smile and said: "Mr. Xiangyang can't wait to go to the trial training, right? The formal training will have to wait until tomorrow, but if your hands are itchy, it is also a good choice to play ball now. "

In order to remember his past life and not disturb Lingzi's interest, although Xiang Yang wanted to go directly to the National Youth Team to have a look, he didn't make a sound to interfere with Lingzi's decision-making.

But what he didn't expect was that Tajima Reiko's guesses about people's hearts were so accurate.

But this is not a bad thing, it plays into his heart!

"In that case, I won't be polite. Miss Lingzi, please lead the way. I want to see with my own eyes what the National Youth Team of the Flower Planter is like."

Listening to Xiang Yang's answer, a look of understanding appeared on Lingzi's face.

"Wait, I'll take a taxi."

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"Master, have you made a mistake? You charge 30 for this little road?"

"Girl, prices have risen rapidly in the past few years. It seems like you are not a local, or you haven't been back for a long time! These prices were already more than a year ago."

"Don't fool me, I'm a real local. Not to mention whether prices have risen or not, you haven't checked your watch. I won't talk nonsense to you. 20, otherwise if I call the police, we will all be in trouble today. of!"

"...Girl, you are such a cruel person, okay, okay, just 20."

In this way, amid the haggling and the scolding of the driver, Xiangyang experienced his first taxi trip to a flower grower in this life.

He looked at Lingzi with strange eyes, never expecting that this special reporter had such a bargaining ability. Should I say that reporters are very slippery?

Sensing Xiang Yang's gaze, Lingzi's expression didn't change. After all, in her opinion, Xiang Yang couldn't understand what she was talking to the driver at all, and naturally he didn't know either. Invisibly, her personality collapsed.

Looking at the familiar building in front of her, Lingzi showed a trace of nostalgia. The last time she came to this place was more than four years ago.

Xiang Yang was also keenly aware of Lingzi's emotional changes and did not interrupt.

The two stood in front of each other like this, after a while, Ling Zi came back to her senses, she turned her head and gave Xiang Yang an apologetic look, with a little gratitude in it.

"Let's go and meet your future teammates!"

After saying that, Lingzi took the lead and walked in first. Xiangyang followed her silently, constantly looking at the surrounding environment.

Judging from some facilities, the resources devoted to the basketball field are still slightly larger than those of Neon.

Xiang Yang was thinking in his mind, and at the same time, he vaguely heard the sound of a basketball hitting the ground in front of him.

Sure enough, on the basketball court, several figures were huddled near a basket, conducting a training game.

1、2、3…7、8。

Four against four? ? ?
Xiang Yang counted the number of people and was surprised to find that they were actually training 4-on-4 at halftime.

"Miss Lingzi, are these all the members of the National Youth Team?"

Xiang Yang couldn't help but ask, couldn't the Huazhongjia National Youth Team even have the number of people to train for the entire game?

Lingzi turned her head and thought for a moment. She didn't know. After briefly responding to Xiang Yang, she took him to find a seat and sat down. She waited for everyone on the court to take a break before going up to talk to him.

Although she hadn't been back for a long time, Lingzi still found a few old acquaintances among the crowd. She believed that she could help Xiangyang go up and play a few balls without any problems.

Upon hearing Lingzi's suggestion, Xiangyang followed suit and immediately crossed his legs, supported his chin with one hand, and watched everyone's training.

To be honest, Xiangyang's first impression of the Huazhuangjia National Youth Team was not good. Which professional basketball player would do such a useless training program as playing half-court 4-on-4?

You know, the competitive rhythms of full court and half court are completely different!

If it was because of the lack of numbers, Xiangyang would understand if we played 4 vs. 4 for the whole game, but at half time...

Really messed up.

Fortunately, their technical level is not bad. Even with a critical eye like Xiang Yang who is used to seeing miracles, most of them are pretty good. At least in the black basket, they are more or less at the level of a five-level general. .

However, the only thing that really aroused Xiang Yang's interest was a big man standing under the basket!This is a true big man.

According to visual inspection, he must be about 210cm tall and has a youthful face. He looks younger than he is at first glance. He is probably as big as Xiangyang.

His finishing ability at the basket is pretty good. Although he is very big, his lateral movement speed when defending and his rebounding actions are outstanding among players of the same type.

It was another round of offense. The big man successfully received the pass passed by his teammate, turned around and leaned back, and successfully put the ball into the basket with an uncomfortable space!
With just one shot, Xiang Yang could conclude that this big man's shooting touch was very soft and had great potential!
Lingzi, who had been paying attention to Xiang Yang's expression, saw his excited look and asked, "How are you, have you seen any good players?"

Not a bad player...

Xiang Yang touched his chin. Most of the players present could actually get a "good" rating in his eyes, but if measured by the standards of professional players, except for the big guy, everyone else could only be considered a "good" rating. "Medium", or pass.

After thinking for a while, Xiangyang decided to tell the truth.

"Except for that big guy, everyone else's strength is relatively average."

(End of this chapter)