Chapter 38

No work, because Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Lizi’s main energy was still on basketball; modeling was just a means for him to enrich his character and attract more popularity.

The purpose was to let the audience know that he, Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Lizi, was both handsome and could play!

Returning to the basketball club, there were not a few people who were as curious about modeling work as Tenai Riko.

For students like them, models were still a quite rare species, seen only in magazines and photos more than 99% of the time.

Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Lizi said a little bit, satisfying their soul of gossip, and then inadvertently revealed it in front of Aomine.

The photo model he liked, named Mai, was in the same agency as Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Lizi, and the two had even shaken hands yesterday.

Aomine was instantly so envious he almost fell apart.

For fun, he also deliberately made Aomine pick up the ball for him while practicing shooting.

The black charcoal head naturally wouldn't agree.

"I don't want to pick up the ball for you, pick it up yourself if you want it picked up!"

As a man of seven feet, how could he pick up the ball for someone? Aomine turned and left without hesitation.

Hearing this, Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Lizi quickly opened his backpack, took out a brand-new photo book, and held it high above his head with extreme sanctity.

Aomine saw it out of the corner of his eye, his pupils shook, and his body froze on the spot.

"This is!!!"

"That’s right, this is your favorite Mai." Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Lizi looked at Aomine with a serious expression and continued, "Internal version, the kind that hasn't been released yet!"

Aomine’s expression showed waves of fluctuation visible to the naked eye, hesitating, struggling, tangling, thinking.........

Finally, he reached out a hand and grabbed the corner of the photo book, with a speed comparable to Tian’s "Solution".

He said to Tian with an extremely sincere expression, "Let’s work hard together!"

‘Pfft!’

‘Good for you, thick-browed and big-eyed Aomine, I didn't expect you to be such a person!’

‘Aomine: I wouldn't pick up the ball for you. Tian: Here’s a Mai book. Aomine: Godfather!’

‘Clearly it’s indecent stuff, why can they discuss it with such a sacred expression?!’

"Before it was washing socks, now it’s being a ball boy, perfectly handled."

The audience was amused by the interaction between the two.

This is called being grounded.

On the court, they were killing everyone, and off the court, they were no different from the audience in front of the screen.

Such a discovery made it easier for the audience to project themselves.

Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Lizi looked at the barrage in front of him and the constant popularity +1, secretly happy in his heart.

"Alright, stop playing around, training is starting, return to the team."

"Yes, Captain."

Popularity in hand, Tian obediently followed the main force to start training.

It was mainly training to maintain state, the intensity was incomparable to before.

The dense schedule was not something that teenagers in middle school could bear, and a shrewd head coach like Coach Coach Baijin Coach Coach Baijin Coach Baijin Baijin Baijin Baijin Gengzao certainly knew what to do.

Then.

Teiko’s second tough battle in the group stage came.

This time their opponent was Musashi Middle School, a team that Satsuki rated half a star higher than Kaicheng Middle School.

A team composed entirely of laborers.

This type of team, unless they were fish-belly teams without strength, would be an extremely hard bone to chew.

Resilience was the biggest characteristic of this type of team.

In fact, five minutes into the game, Teiko clearly understood that today’s opponent was different from the previous ones.

In these short five minutes of game time, the court was filled with barbarism and rudeness.

This Musashi Middle School team didn't care at all whether their style of play was good-looking or whether the audience liked it.

Their goal was only one, and that was to win.

The first to bear the brunt was Murasakibara.

Musashi Middle School’s average height was not outstanding; the center playing the 5-spot was only 185cm tall, and Murasakibara had an absolute advantage against him.

Therefore, Coach Coach Baijin Coach Coach Baijin Coach Baijin Baijin Baijin Baijin Gengzao’s tactics for this game were also more inclined toward the inside.

As a result, as soon as Murasakibara received the ball, he was immediately subjected to a ruthless foul by the opponent.

Before Murasakibara could lift the ball, Musashi Middle School’s 5-spot slammed his hand against Murasakibara’s arm, in a posture that looked like he wanted to break Murasakibara’s arm.

Murasakibara pushed the person away in anger on the spot, instead receiving his first technical foul.

"Why blow a foul on me!"

Murasakibara changed from his usual listless self, his expression becoming ferocious and angry.

He roared at the referee, angry like a child who was 1.9 meters tall.

"Murasakibara, calm down." Nijimura Shuzo quickly went over to pull him away.

Challenging the referee’s authority on the court was not a wise choice.

This referee was considered to have a relatively good temper.

He also knew that this group of Musashi people hadn't intended to play properly since the game started, constantly seeking physical contact, attempting to destroy Teiko’s rhythm with barbarism.

That was why he didn't give Murasakibara an extra penalty.

Coach Coach Baijin Coach Coach Baijin Coach Baijin Baijin Baijin Baijin Gengzao quickly requested a substitution, taking Murasakibara, who had clearly lost his cool, off the court.

In this way, Teiko lost a solid inside rim protector.

Seeing this, Musashi Middle School immediately played the ball inside and took the opportunity to tie the score.

Yes, even though Musashi Middle School was so barbaric, in the first five minutes of the game, Teiko still had a 4-point lead.

However, this advantage was now gone.

"Good shot!"

"Keep it up, Teiko’s softies can't beat us!"

Musashi Middle School’s morale was also up.

As the saying goes, when the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy retreats, we advance.

Right now, they had already beaten Teiko’s starting center off the court, which was a good time to expand their lead.

Coach Coach Baijin Coach Coach Baijin Coach Baijin Baijin Baijin Baijin Gengzao quickly called a timeout to interrupt the opponent’s momentum.

"Well done, keep the aggression up, the referee doesn't care today, the actions can be bigger."

Musashi Middle School’s head coach clapped hard, affirming the players’ performance.

This experienced old guy had let the players test the referee’s officiating scale at the beginning of the game.

Finding that the referee didn't intend to care today, he immediately let the players increase physical contact, making the game fragmented.

The referees for the national tournament were not fixed; some people couldn't tolerate sand in their eyes, and some were quite heavy-handed.

Today’s referee was clearly the latter, thinking that this level of physical contact belonged to the normal scope of the game.

"Nijimura, control the rhythm."

On the other side, Coach Coach Baijin Coach Coach Baijin Coach Baijin Baijin Baijin Baijin Gengzao didn't say much during the timeout, just letting Nijimura Shuzo control the rhythm.

It meant that the ball possession for the next game would be transferred to his hands.

Coach Coach Baijin Coach Coach Baijin Coach Baijin Baijin Baijin Baijin Gengzao absolutely recognized the talent of Tian and the others.

But they still lacked enough game experience.

Murasakibara clearly couldn't play against the old masters of Musashi Middle School, and Tian probably couldn't take advantage of the opponent either.

"Tian, Akashi, Aomine, Midorima, and you Murasakibara, you must watch the game carefully next."

He exhorted the first-years; this was a good opportunity for them to improve.

What was there to watch?

Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Lizi indicated that he had seen even more awesome things like the Heavenly Residual Leg, War Stomp, Cannon Punch, etc.; this kind of pulling jerseys, stepping on toes, was just a trick that children would play.

"Timeout is over, let’s go!"

Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Tian Lizi threw away his towel and stood up, suddenly hearing.

"Tian-zai."

"Hmm?"