NBA skills: Dominating the black basketball

The game between Teiko Junior High School and Kamisaki Junior High School officially begins!

As the referee's voice fell, the whole audience burst into warm cheers.

At this time, Shangjing was bending over to tie his shoelaces. His hands were trembling slightly, as if he felt an inexplicable tension. At this moment, with a bang, the shoelaces suddenly broke, which shocked him.

Shangjing frowned, looking at the broken shoelaces in his hand, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart. He took a deep breath and tried to calm down, but the feeling of uneasiness still lingered in his heart.

However, when the players from both sides entered the field, Shangjing resolutely put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart. He raised his head and looked at Aomine Daiki across from him firmly, his eyes flashing with a fiery fighting spirit.

Aomine's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a confident smile. He responded to Uei's eyes: "I will not show mercy in this game!" After that, he moved his shoulders and prepared to meet the challenge.

After the game started, time passed quickly. The atmosphere on the field was extremely tense, and the audience held their breath and stared at the court intently.

The originally highly anticipated duel did not unfold as fiercely as people expected, but instead became a one-sided situation. Teiko Junior High School showed strong strength and tacit understanding, quickly controlling the rhythm of the game, while the opponent seemed a little powerless to resist.

Aomine's performance was particularly dazzling. With his excellent speed and skills, he broke through the opponent's defense again and again, creating opportunities for the Teiko team. Although Uei went all out, facing Aomine's strong attack, he gradually felt the gap between himself and the opponent.

Then Qingfeng took the ball and made a very simple change of direction to easily pass Shangjing, while Shangjing stood still, completely letting Qingfeng attack, and had no emotion of resisting the game.

Qingfeng looked at Shangjing in shock, "What is this! Have you given up the game? Why? I was looking forward to it! I thought I could have a good fight with you!"

After Qingfeng broke through and scored, the original expectation of the two people's duel was gradually replaced by disappointment.

Qingfeng slowly ran past Shangjing, while Shangjing silently stared at the scoreboard, which showed the score of 150:81.

"Haha, you still don't understand!" Shangjing sneered, "You have evolved into an invincible monster! How could anyone beat you?"

Shangjing's tone revealed deep unwillingness, and at the same time mixed with envy of Qingfeng, and a kind of sadness in his heart, which made his desire for revenge mean nothing!

Hearing Shangjing's words, Qingfeng's eyes suddenly changed, and he felt a sharp pain in his heart. He glanced at Kuroko who was running and preparing to punch him to celebrate, and couldn't help sighing.

"Azhe, it's still not working!" Qingfeng said to himself, "The only one who can beat me is myself!" His mood became heavier, and he seemed to have lost his previous confidence.

Under Kuroko's puzzled eyes, Qingfeng did not punch him to celebrate. The distance between them gradually widened, and there was no longer any communication in words or actions.

Qingfeng fell into deep thought, while Kuroko looked at Qingfeng's departing back somewhat at a loss. The whole scene was filled with an awkward atmosphere, as if time had frozen at this moment.

"Is it here? Disappointment with basketball because of the opponent's giving up!" Looking at Qingfeng's changing emotions, Bai Ze, who was sitting off the court, felt mixed emotions, but didn't know how to speak.

Bai Ze didn't know what to do. Did he hope that Shangjing could persist and compete with Qingfeng, but the reality cruelly told him that this was impossible.

Uei's strength is far inferior to Aomine's. The gap between them is like an unbridgeable chasm. The huge score difference can easily crush the fighting spirit of this group of junior high school students.

After the game, Aomine walked into the locker room without saying a word, then kicked the door open and walked out.

Everyone looked at each other, feeling very worried, but helpless. At this time, Kuroko lowered his head, silent, as if thinking about something.

Midorima tightly held the desk lamp in his hand, followed Aomine's departing back, and muttered to himself: "I didn't expect the bad premonition to come true in this way."

Bai Ze sighed deeply and comforted everyone: "Let him be alone. Aomine must feel very uncomfortable that the opponent he has been waiting for so long gave up the duel with him so easily." After that, he began to organize his

Items, ready to leave the court.

May on the side looked worried. As Qingfeng's childhood sweetheart, she knew Qingfeng's mood at the moment very well. But she did not take any action, just silently followed Bai Ze to pack up.

At this moment, a crisp ringtone suddenly rang, and Kuroko, who was sitting on the stool, quickly came to his senses, hurriedly picked up the phone, and walked out to answer the call. The name on the caller ID was Ogihara Chenghao, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart. Kuroko carefully put the phone to his ear, nervously waiting for the other party to speak.

"Sorry, Kuroko, I lost!" Ogihara Chenghao's crying voice came from the other end of the phone, and his tone was intermittent, as if he was about to collapse, "Just a little bit... can... but, ah! No, I'm so unwilling that I'm already incoherent! Did you win?"

Hearing this, Kuroko's mood suddenly became heavy, and his heart was full of helplessness and sadness. But he still pulled himself together and answered softly, "Yes."

"Really? Congratulations..." Ogihara Shigehiro's voice became increasingly low, even with a hint of despair, "Although I really want to continue cheering for you, we have to go back after this. I'm so sorry."

In another gym, Ogihara Shigehiro's tears could no longer be suppressed, and slowly slid down his cheeks. He clenched his fists, trying to suppress the surging emotions in his heart.

"How could this happen? Don't apologize so many times!" Kuroko hurriedly comforted, hoping to alleviate Ogihara Shigehiro's pain.

"That's right... I'm sorry." Ogihara Shigehiro tried to restrain his tears and sniffed.

At this time, Qingfeng was sitting quietly on the bench outside the gym, with a white towel casually draped over his head. His face was expressionless, and his eyes were so calm that people felt a little indifferent. However, only he knew that the waves deep in his heart were surging.

Qingfeng was thinking at the moment, his thoughts surging like a tide, but what was he thinking about? No one knew. The only thing that could be noticed was that his tightly clenched fist revealed that he was not in a relaxed and happy mood at the moment.

At the same time, Bai Ze was still sorting things out in the locker room, but he was constantly thinking about how to help Qingfeng regain his fighting spirit and passion.

Perhaps he needed to find a way to stimulate Qingfeng's passion and desire deep in his heart. Should he challenge Qingfeng and awaken his love for basketball with a victory? Or should he use other methods to let him know that there are more goals worth pursuing in life? These questions lingered in Bai Ze's mind, causing him to fall into deep thought.