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

Chapter 183 Gifts from Miracles ([-])

"Hey, Mr. Xiangyang, where are you opening the gift? Wait...why are you holding a dumbbell in your hand?"

Lingzi, who had just come back from the bathroom, couldn't help but be startled when she looked at Xiang Yang's appearance at this moment.

"Pfft, isn't it? Are you going to take this guy to a flower grower's house and bring him back together? It's too funny, hahahaha."

After a while, Lingzi seemed to understand something and burst out laughing. Seeing Xiang Yang's face getting darker at this moment, her smile became even louder.

[Don't be angry, don't be angry, there is no one to replace your body when you are angry, calm down...]

Xiang Yang took a deep breath, put the damn dumbbell back into the box, and looked at the remaining two gifts.

Aomine and Takeuchi, to a certain extent, these two are heavyweights just like Kagami!
"Qingfeng...you won't give me a pair of dumbbells, right?"

After a brief hesitation, Xiang Yang still stretched out his hand towards Qingfeng's gift box.

Lingzi also put her head closer. She was curious about what was in the remaining gifts.

The box Aomine sent was also flat, somewhat similar to the one Kise sent. However, considering Aomine's relationship with Xiang Yang, it was unlikely that he would send a photo, and even if he sent a photo, Aomine couldn't take a personal photo of himself. , give a set to Xiangyang, right?That's not as good as dumbbells...

I weighed it with my hands and found that the weight was okay. It didn't look like the photo, but it definitely wasn't a dumbbell.

So...what is it?

With this doubt, Xiang Yang opened the box and saw something like a magazine placed inside. Xiang Yang was a little stunned. What Qingfeng gave him was actually a book?

Of course, Xiang Yang was overly worried. How could a person with Qingfeng's character give him a book?
"Mai Horikita writes privately...ah???"

Xiang Yang was confused. After reading the name, he looked down and saw the swimsuit girl on the cover with her hands behind her back and winking at Xiang Yang with a smile on her face.

The expression on Lingzi's face changed suddenly at this moment, from curiosity to disgust. The speed of her face change could be compared to that of an actor.

Xiang Yang opened his mouth and quickly stuffed the private photo that was not on the table back into the box. He waved his hand and was about to explain to Lingzi, but was directly interrupted by the latter.

"Don't say anything to Xiang Yang. Birds of a feather flock together and people flock together. I despise you."

Xiang Yang:…

"A sin!"

……

……

After a while of laughing and joking, Lingzi finally stopped looking at Xiang Yang like she was looking at garbage. She regained her disgust and continued to look at the remaining two gift boxes with curious eyes.

They were given by Takeuchi and Masako respectively.

Xiang Yang glanced at it and took the initiative to take Takeuchi's gift box. Seeing this scene, Lingzi smiled and made two hey sounds.

"What's wrong, are you saving the best for last? Like eating the biggest grapes last?"

Lingzi poked Xiang Yang's arm, and the expression on his face became extremely reserved. Of course, this little trick would not affect Xiang Yang's heart. He was not a boy who had a crush in adolescence, so why did he have to do so much drama?

"maybe."

With a perfunctory comment, Xiang Yang opened Takeuchi's gift.

Razors, hair wax, and unknown brands of essential oil skin care products...

Xiang Yang took a deep breath and resisted the desire to complain in his heart. He picked up the razor and looked at it carefully, and murmured: "Isn't this what the old boy had left..."

"Well, it seems to be new?"

With the previous weird gifts for comparison, Xiang Yang was surprised to find that these things Takeuchi gave were actually pretty good?
If you leave out the pomade and the strange skin care products of an unknown brand, and just look at the razor, Xiang Yang is quite satisfied.

"Then, there's only one last thing left..."

Xiang Yang casually put the "three-piece set" given by Takeuchi into the box, then solemnly picked up Masako's gift and placed it in front of him.

Lingzi also turned his attention to the gift, and at the same time he said with a smile: "Are you still a little nervous? This is a gift from Miss Masako!"

"Shut up and just watch."

Xiang Yang moved his wrist and opened the gift box with anticipation and nervousness.

Just in terms of size, this box is the smallest of all the gifts.

Subconsciously, Xiangyang's movements when opening the gift box became much gentler.

Lingzi looked at his actions and felt funny in her heart, but also mixed with a hint of envy.

【so good. 】

"Let me see what exactly Miss Masako gave you, wow! It's actually...a bill?"

Lingzi was still planning in her mind just now. No matter how ordinary the gift from Miss Masako was, she would try her best to make a surprise expression for her cheap best friend.

However... when she saw that the gift was a bill, even though she was the son, she couldn't hold it any longer.

"Ha...haha, Xiangyang, please listen to me explaining to you. She has never been in love since she was a child, and she probably has never given gifts to others. This bill..."

Lingzi had an awkward smile on her face, it wasn't that she was a weak wingman, it was because her main force was too outrageous!

Give someone a bill as a birthday gift?Is this a blessing or is it an attempt to influence someone else’s mentality?…

Without saying a word, Xiang Yang picked up the bill, which recorded all of Xiang Yang's expenses and expenditures at the Shark Gym since he met Masako last year. It also included the gas expenses that Masako paid to transport him.

At the bottom of the bill, there is a paragraph.

[If you don’t return all the money to me and run away to another country and don’t come back, I will call the police. 】

The font is very elegant and concise. It doesn't look like ordinary girls giving birthday cards and scribbling on them.

Xiang Yang took the bill and felt that there was something else inside. He opened the bill and saw that a bank card was sandwiched in the middle, with a sticky note on it and a string of numbers written on it, 2000000.

(ps: 200 million yen is approximately equal to 10 yuan)

As soon as this bank card appeared, Lingzi, who had been chattering endlessly just now, immediately quieted down, and the expression on her face suddenly became much relieved.

Fortunately...this silly girl is not hopeless.

Xiang Yang just glanced at the bank card and put it aside, then looked at the bill again, the corners of his mouth rising slightly.

"It's true...every time I see you off, you always make my mood go up and down...Miss Masako."

"I just accepted the bank card. As for the bill, don't worry, I have no plans to pay it back!"

After sending all the gifts and luggage to be checked in, Xiang Yang followed Lingzi onto the plane. After the former once again told Lingzi to call him for dinner, he took out an eye mask from his pocket. After saying goodbye to the light of the outside world, Xiang Yang nodded. Crooked, fell into a deep sleep.

Not long after, the plane officially took off and started the flight to the flower grower's house.

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the other side of the world

Inside a stadium in Eagle Country
The two teams were competing in full swing, and the fans and spectators off the field were all in high spirits, as if they were completely distracted by the game on the field!
However, the score on the scoreboard showed that this game had entered garbage time early.

96:41, in just three quarters, the score difference has reached more than 50 points.

On the field, a blond man was dribbling the ball with a gloomy smile on his face. He looked at the despairing expressions of the five people on the opposite side, and his inner joy was even greater.

Beep beep beep—

The Explosive Neck Dragons team applied for a suspension
"Nash, Xibo, you two, come down and rest for a while?"

A bald coach held a tactical board and said to the blond man and another person. The strange thing is that he is obviously the coach, but he does not seem to have enough confidence when talking to his players.

Hearing this, the blond man frowned, as if he was a little dissatisfied, while the other player's answer was even more direct. He immediately stood in front of his coach, looking down, with an unruly expression on his face.

In an instant, the coach felt that it was getting darker. Because the player's size was so exaggerated, he was like a hill standing in front of him, blocking the lights in front of many coaches.

"Xibo."

Seeing that the coach's legs were shaking with fear, the blond man spoke up.

"Just rest for a while. Anyway, I had a lot of fun."

"Okay Nash, since you said so, let me take a rest."

For some reason, Xibo, who just refused to obey the coach's instructions, listened to Nash's words. He sat back on the bench, crossed his legs and admired the lifeless look of the opposite bench.

Even before the end of the game, they were already behind by more than 50 points. No matter how good a person's mentality is, they will be very negative when faced with this situation.

Nash glanced at his coach, who looked frightened now. He raised the corner of his mouth slightly, as if he was satisfied with the coach's current state.

At this moment, the phone in the coach's pocket suddenly rang.

"Hello…"

"What? Are you serious? What's the price?"

"Okay, okay, I understand. I'll think about it and will call you back after a while."

After hanging up the phone, the coach had a strange expression on his face. He walked over to Nash, leaned down, and said something in his ear.

Nash, who had just been focusing on the game, was interrupted by the coach and looked a little unhappy. However, before he could get angry, he heard clearly what the coach said.

"What? There is a team that wants to play a game with us? Where can we find a team that wants to kill us?"

Nash's expression was a little playful. In his opinion, if he took the initiative to ask them to play a game, wouldn't he be rushing to get beaten?
"Well, it was a call from the people over at Neon. They hope..."

The coach was mid-sentence when he was interrupted by Nash with a wave of his hand. The latter said disdainfully: "Neon? Playing with that yellow-skinned monkey and breathing the same air together makes me feel sick, so I won't go!"

"Uh, Nash, I think you can think about it again, because they offered this price..."

The coach looked mysterious, stretched out five fingers, and waved them in front of Nash's eyes.

Nash's pupils shrank, and after confirming what the coach meant, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

"It's interesting, let's go over and play with them."

"Neon... I really hope there are more decent players."

(End of this chapter)