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

Chapter 118: Qingfeng, Do You Have An Nba Signal At Home?

In the game screen, in the next few training games without competition process, in the statistics at a glance, Qingfeng all got very exaggerated data.

At the same time, the excitement and smile on his face disappeared with the frustrated and negative opponents, and gradually turned into stunned and confused.

[So it’s not just the game in CG that’s like this]

【Invincible is so lonely】

[I'm a junior high school student after all, I don't have enough mental toughness, and when I meet an opponent with overwhelming strength, I'm easy to give up and give up on myself]

【Aomine's last expression...isn't going to be blackened?】

[Playing hard but not being respected, after all, you are still a group of kids, this is youth]

[Thinking in another way, substitute Qingfeng, I already feel a little disgusted, my master is playing well, if you guys can't beat it, you can't play well, oh!]

The cutscene of the game ends, and Dong Yin's real machine enters again.

Under the dark sky, Dong Yin who followed behind Qingfeng could feel the oppressive mood of the other party.

Qingfeng, who is usually enthusiastic, seems to have been left behind forever by him, and his round eyes when he was happy, gradually narrowed half-closed in a gloomy manner.

"Qingfeng..."

"Qingfeng!"

The cry of 'Autumn Mountain Green Leaf' rang in my ears, making Qingfeng, who didn't know what he was thinking, suddenly come to his senses, "Ah? Oh oh..."

"Are you OK?"

"Stay in a daze and don't speak.

Dong Yin inquired about the child's psychological condition, and asked tentatively with some worries.

"It's nothing." Qingfeng said calmly.

Is it a psychiatrist? Dong Yin thought about it, and asked Huanglong directly: "I heard from the people of the Second Army that after the game that day, you have been in very good condition recently.

"Can you score forty or fifty points in every game?"

"It's quite capable~"

Speaking of basketball, Qingfeng is not as happy as before, and even the rare compliment from "Aoba Akiyama" did not make him excited, "Ah... so it is."

Hearing this answer, Dong Yin immediately felt helpless.

Those psychiatrists on TV still go back and forth with patients.

This guy is fine, he gave up the treatment directly.

Dong Yin wanted to yell at him directly—

You are no different from opponents who give up fighting you.

It's a pity that when he thought this way, Qingfeng glanced at him carefully again, and said in a flustered manner: "Well, with this score, Qingye can do it if he wants to.*?"

Dong Yin tugged at the unskilled small satchel, then put his hands on his chest, "Otherwise? Who do you think I am?"

Seizing the opportunity to speak, Dong Yin immediately turned to the crux of the matter, "If I want to, of course I can do it anytime, but I don't want to!"

Sure enough, Qingfeng was attracted and asked, "Eh? Why?"

"Because the opponent is weak!"

"Of course I don't mean the team is weak, but the mentality is bad."

"After a little beating, my mentality will collapse, and I won't have fun with you at all..."

"I can bear it if I'm weak, but if I don't even have a bit of fighting spirit, it's meaningless."

"..."

"This is not the first time we have encountered this kind of thing."

Qingfeng was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and asked doubtfully, "Have we met before?"

Dong Yin is different from the people in the game world, they have really passed a year, while Dong Yin is actually only a few days old, and he still vividly remembers the games he has experienced.

Immediately, he helped Qingfeng to remember everything.

"Last year, Sijiao Middle School in the second round of the Tokyo qualifiers, you forgot? They were defeated in that game, and then I released water for them [the education by Captain Hongkan was terrible

"We were on the bus..."

"Compare Sijiao Middle School in the second round with Morikawa in the first round."

"They also won by a big score. Compared with Sijiao Middle School, which completely gave up resistance, when we defeated Morikawa, we were really happy from the bottom of our hearts."

"That senior of Morikawa's third grade, he has graduated now, a very confident opponent, has been leading Morikawa to fight us to the end..."

"Don't remember?"

Qingfeng lowered his head and fell into the memories, and after a while, he smiled lightly, "Ah... I remember! It's a pity that I still don't know the name of that senior."

Dong Yin patted Qingfeng on the shoulder, with a serious expression, "Pull in the training match, cheer for the middle league, this is my plan, don't tell Captain Akashi~"

"Haha~ Aoba, you bastard!"

"I won't say it......~!"

The two put their shoulders together, looking like brothers, then Qingfeng suddenly said: "Qingye, thank you...

"ha?"

"Don't pretend, I'm not an idiot......"

"Oh, oh."

Dong Yin pretended not to understand, and the ostrich was done.

Then I thought about it and felt a little uncomfortable.

Emotions have been beating around the bush for so long, and they are taking care of his children who are psychologically fragile and emotionally sensitive.

Unexpectedly, this guy was very clear in his heart, knowing that he was comforting him.

Thinking of how he played the role of "Psychological Master" pretentiously just now, Dong Yin couldn't help but become a little annoyed, and immediately opened the conversation and joked:

"I don't understand why you, Aomine, are so arrogant recently..."

"No one thinks that scoring 50 points in a team like Yangbian Middle School is very good, right?"

"No way?"

"Would anyone be so naive?"

"Does anyone still think that they are invincible?"

"It's so lonely without an opponent~"

"laugh~"

Looking at the emotional outburst of 'Akiyama Aoba', cold sweat dripped down Qingfeng's forehead, thinking in his heart that 'Akiyama's mouth is still so powerful.

The two were silent for a while, and Dong Yin suddenly thought.

"Hello!"

Qingfeng was afraid that he would continue to output, so he shivered.

"EAT..."

"Please, I know I'm wrong..."

Dong Yin asked: "Do you have an NBA signal at home?"

Qingfeng: "......

Qingfeng: "Yes.

Dong Yin: "Oh~"

The simple word 'oh' has a profound meaning, and Qingfeng turned his head in embarrassment.

Then he was taken aback by Hei Zizhe who appeared at an unknown time!

"ah!"

"What's the matter~"

"Damn it (promise)!"

"Tetsuya, you black-bellied bastard!"

"Why didn't you make a sound? On purpose!"

"When did you come?"

Heizi Tetsuya: "Hmm... When Aoba said that Aomine-kun was in a good state recently?"

Qingfeng's face turned black!

"Hello!"

"Isn't that there from the beginning!"

"Azhe, you bastard..."

"You actually secretly hid and watched my jokes!"

Heizi smiled lightly, Qingfeng met his gaze, was silent for a few seconds, and when he spoke again, the corners of his mouth twitched upwards, "Tsk~ Thank you, Ah Zhe, although you are useless

...... Is that so. Heizi stared at him for a while, then smiled and didn't ask further questions.

At this moment, two students walked towards each other, and when they passed by side by side, Qingfeng noticed that Heizi's eyes swept over the two of them.

"Azhe, you seem to be staring at the people around you recently, looking and shopping."

"Yes." Heizi smiled, "I'm observing humans."