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

Chapter 189 The dead friend is not dead

"Hinata, hurry up!"

On the side of the road, Reiko Aida, wearing a sunhat on her head, put her hands on her hips and urged with a dissatisfied look on her face.

Beside her, Jorin captain Hinata Junpei shrugged and said listlessly: "Don't worry, Reiko, the game won't start for a while."

"Idiot, of course I know!"

Reiko crossed her arms, glared at Hinata and said, "There must be a lot of people going to watch the game. If we don't go there sooner, we won't be able to grab the front row seat later, but we won't be able to see anything!"

"It's not possible..."

Hinata was a little speechless. Before he woke up this morning, Reiko pulled him out to watch the game.

"By the way, shouldn't it be hard to get tickets for this exhibition match? How did you get them?"

Hinata was a little curious. Tickets for this exhibition match with the participation of the world-renowned street team Neck Dragon were snapped up as soon as they went online. Even many people in Shirorin's team wanted to go to the scene to watch the game, but it was a pity. No tickets were obtained.

In this case, Reiko actually grabbed two at once, which made Vulcan jealous. He had always wanted to see with his own eyes what the top basketball players in the world were like.

"My dad gave me the tickets. I originally wanted to invite everyone to watch it together, but he said that the tickets were sold so fast that even he didn't have any more."

Reiko raised her right finger and explained. She glanced at Hinata and looked at the expression on the latter's face. In fact, there was the second half of the sentence that Reiko didn't say... She only asked her father for two. It was also a point of her The selfishness is inside...

Unfortunately, Hinata didn't see it.

He clenched his right fist and hammered the palm of his left palm, with a sudden realization expression on his face: "So that's it, I forgot that your dad is the coach of this exhibition game."

"By the way...it seems like I haven't seen Aida-senpai for a long time."

Hinata smacked his lips, and the images of Shirorin's training camp flashed in his mind. During that time, thanks to Aida Keitora's teaching, everyone in Shirorin has achieved a qualitative improvement in strength!

"Next time I see Aida-senpai, I must bring some gifts to express my condolences to him."

Hinata rubbed her chin, thinking about what would be more appropriate to bring something to thank her elders. However, he did not notice that just after he said these words, a shy blush appeared on Reiko's face.

【Bring some gifts...to visit my dad? ? ? 】

[Did Hinata mean...]

For a moment, it was as if a deer slammed into Reiko's chest. She felt the heartbeat gradually accelerating in her body, and the blush on her face became more and more obvious.

"Hinata..."

"Huh??? Are there so many people?"

Reiko finally plucked up the courage to speak, but before she could say what she was thinking, she was interrupted by Hinata.

She looked reproachfully at the direction of Hyuga's finger, and said, "Really...you let me finish my sentence..."

"Huh? You're lying, there are so many people??"

After seeing the situation clearly, the expression on Reiko's face froze.

Hundreds of people were seen surrounding the basketball court. Most of them were enthusiastic fans who had not been able to get tickets but still wanted to come and see the true appearance of the Nuggets.

However, there is still a small group of fans who have tickets but cannot enter the stadium because the entrance is blocked by the crowd.

Hmm... They are probably similar to Hinata and Reiko now.

"This is terrible...Is there no one to take care of such an important competition?"

Hinata held her right hand in front of her eyebrows, looking around for gaps in the crowd, trying to find a suitable place for them to squeeze into the arena.

At this moment, Hinata's body shivered for no reason. It was obviously a hot summer day, but he felt a chill coming from his side as if he had seen a ghost.

"That's strange...is there air conditioning in this outdoor area?"

Hinata looked confused, but the next second, his inner question was answered.

Reiko's face was gloomy, and the shyness on her face was gone. At the same time, there was an inexplicable layer of air-conditioning surrounding her body.

"Hinata-kun..."

Reiko's tone was very gentle, she smiled, and slowly moved towards Hinata, of course, if the gloomy aura around her was left out, Hinata would probably think that such a coach is quite cute.

"Have I ever told you that there are a lot of people at the place, so we have to come early...but you keep delaying, and now we can't get in."

The smile on Reiko's face remained unchanged. When she walked in front of Hinata, she stretched out her right hand and pressed it on his lower abdomen. As she spoke more and more, her hand gradually moved up to Hinata's neck.

Feeling the soft, boneless hands of her high school girl coach, Hinata couldn't help but feel a little distraught for a moment, but the next second...

Reiko's right hand suddenly exerted force, and in conjunction with the quietly raised left hand, her hands tightly grasped Hinata's collar, and her eyes became very stern.

"Hey, bastard, tell me what to do now! If you can't think of a way..."

At this point, Reiko's tone and expression returned to gentle mode, just like changing her face.

"Then I will break all Hinata-kun's figures into pieces and send them to hell~"

(ps: Hinata Junpei especially likes the figures of the Sengoku Samurai series.)
After saying this, Reiko gently smoothed the wrinkles on Hinata's collar, like a good wife and mother who deeply loves her husband.

But... no matter how gentle Reiko is now, she still seems like a devil in Hinata's eyes at this moment...

"Smi Masai, Lady Reiko, I will find a way, and I also ask you... to let my figures go!"

Humblely bowing and apologizing, Hinata pushed his glasses and looked towards the entrance again. The crowded crowd still gathered here, and after a few minutes passed, there was no sign of any decrease.

Hinata:…

"This damn exhibition match!!"

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Inside the dedicated basketball hall for the National Youth Team of Huazhuangjia
"Now, the five-on-five training match between the Huazhonghuajia National Youth Team and the national team is about to begin. The game is divided into two quarters, each lasting 10 minutes."

In the center of the field, the official referee of the Flower Garden Basketball Association stood there. While blowing his whistle, his eyes were already observing the ten players on the field.

Although this game was just an internal training match arranged by the team's coach, as a meticulous referee, he had no intention of blowing the whistle.

Even if it is just a training match, the handshake before the game is still indispensable.

Xiang Yang, who was wearing a No. 11 blue training uniform, took the initiative to find Li Wenyu and shook hands with him while not forgetting to say hello.

"Please give me more advice, Captain, and please be merciful."

Xiang Yang's attitude was very humble, just like the same one he had with Li Wenyu yesterday.

However, this time, Li Wenyu did not dare to underestimate him.

"Wherever, you are the one, show mercy, show mercy."

After finishing the handshake, Li Wenyu looked at Xiang Yang's back as he turned away and quietly broke into a cold sweat.

At this moment, a teammate next to him suddenly said: "Who is that, captain? Isn't he from the National Youth Team? Why did he call you captain directly?"

Li Wenyu turned his head and glanced at the player. He didn't say much, but explained Xiang Yang's identity: "He was scouted from Nihong by the Basketball Association's expatriate scouts. He just joined the National Youth League the day before yesterday. Team."

"Huh? The day before yesterday?"

The player was slightly taken aback, and then a smile appeared on his face: "Doesn't that mean that he has just joined the National Youth Team? Does this mean that he has already regarded himself as a member of the national team? How arrogant."

Realizing that his teammates seemed to have some misunderstandings about Xiang Yang, Li Wenyu quickly turned around and reminded: "Zhou Yi, you'd better not think about anything wrong. That Xiang Yang is not a good person."

Zhou Yi rolled his eyes and asked: "How do you know about the captain? Is it possible that you have already fought against him?"

"Uh…"

Li Wenyu hesitated. Not only had he fought against Xiang Yang, he was also beaten violently by him on both offense and defense.

[Don't provoke others, I was beaten to death by him, let alone you...]

Li Wenyu thought so in his heart, but when the words came to his lips, they changed into another sentence.

"Not yet, but I watched his trial yesterday... He is a player with great potential..."

Li Wenyu touched his nose guiltily, and even his eyes became erratic. Unfortunately, the player named Zhou Yi did not notice this abnormality.

I saw him excitedly turning his head to look at Xiang Yang, and said: "Good results in the trial training? That means a genius boy, right? Hahaha, what I like most is to beat these geniuses before they grow up!"

"Captain, what do you think, after I suppress him later, I can say to him, "Rookie, welcome to the flower gardener...? This sentence will make Fan full!"

Zhou Yi smacked his lips happily, and his mind was already imagining the scene of the game.

Seeing him like this, Li Wenyu felt a little embarrassed. In this way, it seemed that he had tricked others.

[Forget it, I still...]

Turn your head and stop looking!
Li Wenyu made up his mind, turned his head and walked to the other side of the field, and simply stopped looking at Zhou Yi, so as not to feel guilty.

What?You ask why Li Wenyu didn't tell Zhou Yi honestly?

What a joke!Let Li Wenyu confess to Zhou Yi and say: Don't provoke others, I have already been beaten to death!
In this case, does his status as captain and face still matter?

Rather than embarrass yourself, it's better to let your teammates suffer. It's better to die than to die as a fellow Taoist, that's the truth!
As the players took their positions, the referee also took the basketball and signaled the centers of both sides to step forward and jump to the ball.

Coach Sun and Hai Lao, who were sitting off the court, each held a book in which the names of all the current players of the National Youth Team were recorded.

Although Xiangyang has basically become the cornerstone of the national team's future by walking out, the selection of other high-quality players is also a top priority out of consideration for the team's performance.

To put it another way, in today’s five-on-five training match, the protagonist is not Xiang Yang.

Hai Lao looked at Xiao Gao, who was standing on the field with a nervous expression, and couldn't help but touch the beard on his chin.

"Come on, little guy..."

(End of this chapter)