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

Chapter 226 Hai Chang has no center
"It's better for running... Is it okay to bounce?"

Xiangyang pondered for two seconds, pointed in the direction of Yuki and was about to speak when he saw that Fukuhara had already rushed over.

"Yuki-senpai! Please fight with me!"

Xiang Yang looked at Fukuhara's back in astonishment, and shook his head amusedly: "Next."

As he spoke, Xiang Yang made a vague mark on Fukuhara Toshihide's application form.

No matter what Fukuhara's strength is, his courage to face Yuuki is already worthy of Xiang Yang's attention.

"Hello Xiangyang-senpai, my name is Shimamura Toshiyan."

Shimamura took two steps forward, stood in a less than standard military posture, and looked at Xiang Yang nervously.

Xiang Yang turned the black pen in his hand, looked at Shimamura and said, "Relax, don't be so nervous, this is just a club activity."

Shimamura adjusted his breathing and said seriously: "Hi!"

Seeing that Shimamura calmed down, Xiangyang showed a kind smile on his face and asked: "What position do you play and what are your specialties?"

"Senior Xiangyang, I am playing the one position. My shooting stability is very good, and my vision on the court is also very good. I have never slacked off in scoring in sports games. If I am on the court, I will definitely win. Showing 100% momentum!”

Shimamura put his hands close to the seam of his trousers, like a new recruit joining the army, and his confident words also attracted Xiangyang's attention.

He took Shimamura's association application and glanced subconsciously, but when he was about to put it away, he caught a glimpse of a familiar name out of the corner of his eye.

"Qingshui Middle School...you were promoted from Qingshui?"

Xiang Yang was a little surprised. In his memory, the "evil boy" Hanamiya Zhen also graduated from this middle school.

Sure enough, when Xiang Yang asked this question, Shimamura's expression suddenly became a little frightened.

"Yes, Xiangyang-senpai... Well, Hanamiya-senpai was once my senior and taught me many things..."

Shimamura hesitated in his tone, just in case Xiang Yang had a grudge, and he even explained: "I can testify! Hanamiya-senpai is actually a very good person! It's just that he didn't know why he competed with Kaijo last time..."

The more he talked about it, the softer Shimamura's voice became. After all, no matter what the circumstances were, it must have been wrong for Hanamiya to beat Xiang Yang on the court, even if it was Hanamiya who was beaten in the end.

Xiang Yang didn't have any special reaction. After all, Hanamiya's attack on him was catalyzed by him in a sense. However, since this person came out of Qingshui High School and learned a lot from Hanamiya, Xiangyang felt that, Regardless of whether it is due to the team's strength or Hai Changfeng's evaluation, it is still necessary to increase observation of Shimamura.

"Don't worry, I'm just asking casually. Besides, my relationship with Hua Gong is actually pretty good."

Xiang Yang recalled the scene when he pressed Hanamong under him and rubbed him, with a look of reminiscence on his face.

"Okay, I've accepted the application form. Have you seen the two bullfighters over there? Go and line up there. It doesn't matter whether you win or not. The key is to observe your strength."

Xiang Yang clapped his hands and sent Shimamura away, then raised his head and called out to the next new student again.

Meanwhile, on the other side of neon

In a closed basketball stadium in the suburbs
Kise sat cross-legged on the bench, throwing the basketball with his hands alternately, looking up at the ceiling, with a bored look on his face.

"This place is so boring...Why haven't Feng Zai and Little Vulcan arrived yet? Really, I'm almost going crazy here."

Kise shook his head and sighed, and behind him, several active national players from Neon were slumped on the ground in various postures. Each of them, without exception, had an expression of lingering fear on their face.

Kise threw the basketball towards the basket, rubbed his nose and stood up and said: "Have you rested, seniors? It's time for us to start a new round of one-on-one training, right? You guys have been sitting on the ground, I'm really embarrassed Hey~"

According to Kise's character, his tone was more or less playful when he spoke. However, his gesture made several neon national players sitting on the ground gasping for breath retreat back and say in horror: "No! You don't want it. come over!"

"You...you have already won. We will give you the starting position. Please, don't drag us into singles anymore!"

Kise:…

Realizing that he seemed to have overplayed his game, Kise raised his head melancholy and muttered: "At this time... all the new students of Kaisou should have joined the club, right?"

"Really... I also want to participate in the recruitment! I wonder if any interesting guys will join this year?"

……

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Haichang High School Basketball Club

Takeuchi looked at the stack of application forms submitted by Xiang Yang and put them in the drawer without even looking at them. He asked, "How is it? Are there any good ideas this year?"

Xiangyang found a sofa and sat down on his own, and said slowly: "If the good talent you are referring to is someone like Yuuki, then I can only say...no."

Takeuchi raised his hand to hold the water for a moment, rolled his eyes at Xiangyang and said, "What foreign language are you talking about all day long? Of course I didn't expect players like you, Kise and Yuuki to appear every year, I said The term "good seedling" refers to someone who is pretty good and worthy of starting the starting position!"

Xiang Yang suddenly understood and nodded: "That's true. It may be the reason why the team's performance is getting better and better. The number of freshmen applying to join the team is increasing every year, and there are also many players who were famous in middle school."

Hearing this, Takeuchi felt relieved. He picked up the tea cup in his hand, pretended to press the tea noodles, put it to his mouth and took a sip.

At this time, Xiang Yang seemed to suddenly remember something and added: "The only problem is... our team doesn't have any newcomers playing the fourth or fifth position this year."

"Pfft!!!"

Takeuchi spewed out a sip of tea from his mouth. He looked at Xiang Yang who had been hiding aside as if he had expected this situation. He couldn't help but cursed: "You bastard, did you do it on purpose? Why do you do such an important thing now? Did you just say that?"

Xiangyang shrugged noncommittally and said, "You didn't even ask."

Seeing Xiang Yang's shabby look, Takeuchi suddenly lost his temper. He angrily wiped the water stains from the corners of his mouth, picked up the application form in the drawer, and read through them one by one.

"Position one, position one, position one and two, position two, position two and three..."

The more you scroll down, the uglier Wuuchi's face becomes, until the last application form, when the position of the officer still marks No. Playing extra one position? What’s going on?”

Xiang Yang pointed at himself in surprise and asked: "You think I think so? Suddenly a large number of people came out to take my job, and I haven't even protested yet! I've been chasing Yuuki behind me, so what's the point? Suddenly there are dozens more people, who am I going to talk to for explanation?"

Takeuchi wilted, and he knew that this was not Xiangyang's fault. He once again flipped through the application form disbelievingly, frowning and said: "Of the nearly a hundred freshmen, only four are playing the fourth and fifth positions? Three of them are at the fourth position, but our team can’t even find a backup center?”

Xiang Yang thought for a while and corrected: "No, if Liang Tai is still there, he can be allowed to play center and this freshman can be a substitute."

Takeuchi:…

Takeuchi covered his chest and felt as if something was about to spurt out from his throat. He looked at Xiang Yang and said in a trembling voice: "How is the level of the freshman center?"

Xiang Yang raised his eyebrows and asked, "Who are you talking about competing with? If it's someone like Murasakihara, then he's definitely not as good as him."

Takeuchi frowned and said, "Compared to Genwu?"

Xiang Yang was very decisive: "It's better."

Takeuchi asked again: "How about compared with Teppei of the Jorin team?"

Xiang Yang hesitated for a moment: "Tie Ping before or after the injury?"

Takeuchi: "After being injured, can he compare?"

Xiang Yang: "No."

Takeuchi:****
Seeing his coach's anxious look, Xiang Yang quickly comforted him and said, "Don't worry, coach. Although I can't compare with those three centers, but compared with the previous Kobori-senpai..."

Hearing this, Takeuchi raised his head and looked at Xiang Yang hopefully.

If this newcomer can be compared with Xiaojue, then he can barely be qualified for the starting center position after practicing well.

It's a pity... Xiangyang showed a big smile on his face: "Compared with Senior Xiaobori, he is not as good as him."

At this second, Takeuchi's expression froze.

"Could it be that...heaven is going to destroy me, Haichang?"

Takeuchi rolled his eyes and lay down on his seat. Even a basketball novice knew that a team without a center would have many problems and hidden dangers, let alone Takeuchi.

At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind: Can Yuuki be trained to move to the No. [-] position?
Seeing that his coach wanted to die on the spot, Xiang Yang whistled, took out a notebook from his pocket, and threw it on Takeuchi's beer belly.

"Be happy, coach, at least this year, our back line is well manned, and we won't feel bad when we use foul tactics."

Listening to Xiangyang's careless words, Takeuchi raised his head angrily. He was about to say something when he saw the notebook on his belly.

"what is this?"

Takeuchi picked up the book and opened it while asking Xiangyang. The latter put his head on his hands and walked out of the door, leaving only a light sentence: "Just take a look for yourself. This can be regarded as... what I got from the flower planting trip." Harvest!”

pat!

The office door rang, and Xiang Yang left Takeuchi's office.

At this time, Takeuchi narrowed his eyes slightly and read the contents of the notebook word by word.

Even though the workmanship was rough and the handwriting was slightly sloppy, Takeuchi could still tell that this was a new tactical system that Xiang Yang had never shown before.

"Abandoned the traditional center position play... adopted a small and fast five-back lineup... bombardment tactics?"

(End of this chapter)