The god of the black basketball court

Looking at Ye Ming’s smile and the words that made people feel bad in his mouth, suddenly Huang Se Ryota felt a little shuddering.

Definitely angry.

Ryota Huangse looked at Ye Ming in front of him and smiled awkwardly again.

With a creaking sound, Shintaro Midorima took out his mobile phone while sitting on the broken three wheels.

“Hey, is it Momoi?”

“Oh, it’s Midori, what’s wrong?” May Momoi said with a smile into the phone.

“Can you help me check Cheng Rin’s number 14, if the name is called, it seems to be Ye Ming.” Shintaro Midorima said Ye Ming’s name in a crappy Chinese.

“Ah, Ye Mingjun, are you right with Ye Mingjun? Speaking of which, Ye Mingjun defeated Ah Da. ”

“May, who are you talking to about this again, they all said that I was careless.”

Aomine Daiki on the side was also full of black lines when he heard Momoi May’s words, although he didn’t care about this kind of thing, but looking at Momoi May’s appearance, it seemed that he wanted to spread this matter all over the street.

“It’s okay, Ah Da, it’s Midori’s phone.”

“Oh, it’s Midorima.” Saying that, Daiki Aomomine picked up the magazine on the side, ignoring Momoi’s May’s phone.

“You say, that Ye Ming defeated Qingfeng?”

“Yes, didn’t you fight Ye Mingjun?”

Momoi May also said with some doubts, it should not be strange that he has fought with Ye Ming.

“Thank you for the information, toot toot.”

“Really, Midori hung up.”

“That’s how he always is, leave him alone.”

Isn’t what I see his true strength? By the way, what happened in the first half.

Midorima Shintaro thought, silently raising Ye Ming’s threat level to a very high position in his heart.

“Xiao Zhen, who are you talking to, it looks like a girl, it won’t be your girlfriend.”

“No, it’s the manager of my junior high school basketball department.”

“Xiao Zhen, you care a lot about the appearance of that Cheng Rin No. 14.”

“I didn’t care much about it, but now I can’t underestimate him, if I underestimate him, Xiude will lose.”

Midorima Shintaro said seriously, not everyone can defeat Aomine Daiki, at least not yet.

“Will Hidetoku lose? No kidding, we’re one of the three kings of Tokyo, and aren’t we still there you this year? Last year’s sincerity had no ability to resist in the face of Xiude. ”

Takao said with some amusement, and his tone of concern seemed to be just hiding something.

If the words just now had been said by someone else, maybe Takao would have taken it as a joke, but this sentence was different from Shintaro Midorima, a serious man who hardly told any lies.

“Today’s strength of that Makoto 14 is not all, at least we didn’t see it, remember the score of Hai Chang and Makoto Rin in the first half? At that time, Makoto was ahead, but in the third quarter, Makoto Rin was unable to resist the attack of Huangse’s guy, which shows that No. 14 must have done something incredible at the beginning. ”

“Why does it have to be the 14th? That number 10 also seems to have good skills. ”

“That No. 10 is not yet a climate, he is still growing and there is no threat to Hidetoku at all, but that No. 14 is different, he defeated that guy from Qingmine.”

“What, do you mean your junior high school teammate that miracle generation ace, Daiki Aomine?”

“Hmm.”

Shintaro Midorima also fell silent after speaking, and his heart now fluctuated.

Could it be that the kind of dunk that a monkey can do will beat me chosen by fate? This is absolutely impossible.

……

“Ye Mingjun, you are here, hello Huangse-kun.” A flat voice came from behind Ye Ming.

The two looked at the place where the voice came from, “Oh, little sunspot, aren’t you already gone?” ”

“Of course, prepare to go, if it weren’t for Ye Ming’s guy suddenly disappearing, Ye Mingjun, the coach is very anxious.”

A wild voice came again, and a fiery red figure slowly approached in the distance.

“Vulcan Jun, leave immediately.” Ye Ming nodded at Ryota Huangse, signaling that he was leaving.

“Go, the next time we meet is at the national competition.”

“Don’t worry, that guy from Midorima Shintaro can’t stop me.”

Ye Ming looked at Huang Se Ryota and smiled, no one could stop him from winning, he firmly believed this.

Looking at the back of the three people far away, the smile on Ryota Huangse’s face froze, gradually turned serious, casually took out his mobile phone, and dialed a long-lost number.

Jingle bells, jingle bells, a burst of telephone ringing.

“May, you really have a lot of calls today, very noisy, call you.” Daiki Aomomine handed the phone that had just been plugged in to the charger to May Momoi.

The phone was connected, and a familiar voice came from the phone.

“Hey, is it a little peach?”

“Oh, it’s Xiaohuang, is there something going on?”

“It’s Huangse, it’s really one after another today, what happened.” Aomi Daiki complained from the side.

“Ah Da don’t make a noise, you can’t hear the phone.”

Turning his head and spitting on Aomomi Daiki, Momoi May answered the phone again.

“Little Peach, I want to ask you to help check the information of the man named Ye Ming in Chengrin No. 14, please.”

“What, just now Xiaolu also asked me the same question, what happened, what happened between you and Ye Mingjun?”

“Did Midorima ask too? Sure enough, I still care. ”

“What the hell is going on, Xiaohuang?” Momoi’s question sent Ryota Huangse into a brief silence.

After a while, Ryo Huangse’s too serious voice came out of the phone.

“I lost, lost to Xiao Yeming.”

“Did Xiaohuang lose too? Sure enough, Ye Mingjun’s strength is very strong. ”

“Also? Could it be that Ye Ming…”

“That’s right, Ye Mingjun defeated Ah Da.”

“In May, they all said not to spread this matter casually, it’s true.”

“It’s okay, it’s Xiaohuang, and it’s no one else.”

“That, Xiaohuang, Xiaohuang?? “The phone was hung up again.

“It’s true, I hung up the phone one by one, Ah Da, please help me charge it again.” Saying that, Momoi May handed the phone to Daiki Aomine on the side.

Haichang….

Ryota Huangse put the phone back into his pocket with a look of shock.

Xiaoqingfeng, lost?