Game Production: Black Basket Vr Opens The Era Of Card Draw

Chapter 143: No One Can Stop You At All!



Chapter 143: No One Can Stop You At All!

Huang Lai, who ran back to halftime from Ziyuan, cast his eyes on Ziyuan frequently, and couldn't help sighing, "Amazing..."

"Hmph." Hearing Kise's sigh next to him, Midorima looked away, and Tsui Green's eyes exchanged light and dark.

"Purple Hara!"

Akashi's indifferent noise came from Murasakihara's side, and he looked sideways.

"It's nice to score goals, but there were two guys defending you just now."

Akashi stated with a sharp expression, "So passing the ball back to me should guarantee a better chance of scoring."

"Ah... is it?"

Murasakihara Purple's eyes clearly expressed an indifferent attitude to Akashi, "Well, what's the matter~ Anyway, I poured it into it~~"

After speaking, he ignored Akashi's reaction and returned directly to the basket.

Murasakihara's words are lazy and contemptuous.

Akashi frowned and looked at the back of the other party leaving, the dim light in his eyes was so dark that no one could distinguish.

Qingfeng glanced at Ziyuan, as a 'forerunner', he was very clear about Ziyuan's current thoughts.

Off the field.

Momoi Wuyue's face was serious.

Murasakihara-kun.....

Although Murasakihara-kun's strength and physique have been great since before, but now he has even increased his speed!

Not so long ago, Murasakihara was relatively slow in the generation of miracles, if only in terms of speed.

But now...his speed might be able to match other "generations of miracles"...

He is as strong as a different person.

Just like Ada before...

But because of that.

That's why people can't help but think this way, this kind of rapid growth is so scary...

Thanks to Momoi Itsuki's inner monologue.

Her role continues

after the game.

It is rare for Dong Yin to walk alone with the little beauty Momoi.

Momoi looked at 'Aoba' beside her, with bright eyebrows and eyes curved.

But when I think about what happened around me recently, I can't help but feel less happy.

She couldn't help confiding to the people around her in a low voice: "Mr. Ziyuan is very powerful today, but... at the same time, I also became scared."

"Seeing his growth rate... I will think of the time when Ah Da's temperament changed drastically."

"Although Ada still comes to practice every day and completes every training content as usual, his interest in basketball has indeed diminished...~."

"His distress has not gone away, so I also understand that the more he practices, the more frustrated he will be."

Looking at the worried Momoi beside him, Dong Yin knew what she was worried about, but he didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only rub her Pink's hair in the end.

"Don't worry...it'll be fine."

Momoi's eyes flickered.

"Iga...."

"Indeed.

After a moment of silence.

Momoi, who was a step behind, suddenly grabbed Dong Yin's half-sleeved shirt, and the hair falling from his cheeks covered his expression.

"t*..."

"We will always be together, right...?"

Dong Yin paused, and hesitated when he spoke.

Because of this moment of hesitation, Momoi raised her head abruptly.

The pretty face is full of a look of wanting to be affirmed, Pink's eyes are full of water, and the eager tone reveals fear:

"Because everyone likes basketball the most..."

Momoi choked up uncontrollably.

"So from now on, I will continue to fight happily, right?"

【Fuck! Why hesitate! Answer her!】

【The anchor can't give a definite answer...】

[This problem cannot be solved in junior high school]

【Answer first...】

【very good!】

【That's the answer!】

When the barrage was flying in the live broadcast room, the actor had already regretted the hesitation he showed just now.

Looking directly into Momoi's eyes, he gave an affirmative answer:

"Yes."

"Together forever."

With Dong Yin's answer.

Before the game screen switched, it was fixed on Momoi Wuyue who threw herself into Dong Yin's arms.

Then the picture gradually blurred.

Moved to another scene.

Everywhere you look, there are luxurious and beautiful decorations.

The gorgeous crystal lamps make the whole restaurant spacious and bright, but the cold color of the lights makes the place reveal a kind of lifeless desolation.

There is a rectangular dining table placed in the middle of the restaurant, and the diners at both ends only make an inaudible sound when their knives and forks hit the dishes.

The middle-aged man at one end put down the knife and fork, picked up the napkin and wiped it before making a sound.

"Seijuro."

On the other side of the dining table, Akashi stopped his movements and raised his eyes to meet the man's similar eyes.

"I heard that the club you joined won the championship in the previous national competition."

"Yes."

"How is your study?"

"no problem."

During the question and answer period, it is not like a dialogue between father and son at all, but more like a question between the superior and the subordinate of the army.

Akashi's father suddenly snorted coldly, and then continued:

"... Huh, that's good, if participating in club activities affects your studies, then you're putting the cart before the horse.

"But our family doesn't need the kind of person who can't get the first place if he doesn't focus on his studies. We should still actively participate in club activities.

"Both civil and military... No, only those who excel in all aspects can be regarded as members of the Akashi family!"

Akashi's father's words were harsh and cold.

However, there was no change in Akashi's eyes. He was obviously used to this, but when he answered, he obviously paused before addressing:

""

"Father."

In the indifferent answer, the chill that settled in the bottom of my heart was deeply suppressed, and the light in my eyes gradually became as deep as a pool!

【This is what kind of elite education Midorima said before?!】

【Too depressing...】

[Clearly, the superior and the subordinate are reporting on official business]

[No wonder Akashi is sometimes weird, this child grows up in this environment, and he can have the friendly side he showed before, and his psychology is strong enough]

[On the other hand, that gloomy and domineering side, could it be Zhitong's hidden true face?

【The Akashi of the first grade Affinity Laman is a disguise? Impossible? That is too good to act, I am more inclined to think that he is schizophrenic】

Attack!!"

"Hurry up! Move faster!"

"Break through him!"

"Open, pass the ball this way!"

The arena was full of cheers from players and coaches. Dong Yin raised his eyes and saw that Diguang's training was still the same.

But some things have changed.

Whether you want to hide autonomously or passively, there will be a day when you will be exposed.

"Do not make jokes!!"

A loud shout came from the center of a certain field where the group was practicing.

The deep voice and the rage that could not be concealed shook the entire arena in an instant. (Well done) The players in training stopped their movements for no apparent reason, and turned their heads to look at the place where the sound erupted.

"So didn't I tell you not to be broken through so easily!!"

Qingfeng let the sweat on his forehead slip into his eyes, and with the sour pain, his eyebrows became more sharp, and his voice and anger soared.

"Even if you can't stop it, you have to do something! Otherwise, what's the point of helping?!"

"Xiao Qingfeng!" Kise wanted to step forward to stop the conflict.

But at this moment, the team member who was reprimanded by Qingfeng suddenly defended:

"I'm doing it...!"

There was an embarrassing arc on his tired expression, and he looked at Qingfeng with puzzled eyes.

"It's really just because Aomine-kun is so powerful...Wa!"

"No one can stop you at all, haha...

What the other party said as a matter of course made the ice surface in Qingfeng's heart seem to have a hole, and the ice water gushed out and raged, constantly impacting his heart defense.

Gritting his teeth firmly, he took two steps back unconsciously.

"Fuck! I quit!".


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