Chapter 79

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

The goal was to let the audience know that he, Tiandao Jingyan, is both handsome and good at playing!

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

For students like them, models are still a quite rare species, which 99% of the time can only be seen in magazines and photo albums.

Tiandao Jingyan said a little bit, satisfying their gossip soul, and then inadvertently revealed in front of Aomine.

The photo model he likes, named Little Mai, is in the same agency as Tiandao Jingyan, and the two even shook hands yesterday.

Aomine was instantly so envious he almost fell apart.

For fun, he even deliberately made Aomine pick up balls for him while he practiced shooting.

Of course, the "Blackie" wouldn't agree.

"I'm not picking up balls for you; if you want them picked up, do it yourself!"

As a seven-foot man, how could he pick up balls for someone? Aomine turned and left without any hesitation.

Hearing this, Tiandao Jingyan quickly opened his backpack, took out a brand-new photo album, and held it high above his head with great sanctity.

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

"This is!!!"

"That's right, this is your favorite Little Mai." Tiandao Jingyan looked at Aomine with a serious expression and continued, "Internal version, the kind that hasn't hit the market yet!"

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

Finally, he reached out a hand and grabbed the corner of the photo album with force; the speed was comparable to Tiandao's "Release."

He said to Tiandao with an incomparably sincere expression, "Let's work hard together!"

'Pfft!'

'You thick-browed, big-eyed guy, Aomine; I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!'

'Aomine: I'm not picking up balls for you. Tiandao: Here's a Little Mai for you. Aomine: Foster Father!'

'It's clearly indecent stuff; why can they take it out and 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 are killing everyone; off the court, they are no different from the audience in front of the screen.

Such a discovery made it easier for the audience to put themselves in their shoes.

Tiandao Jingyan looked at the barrage in front of him and the constant "popularity +1," secretly happy in his heart.

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

"Yes, Captain."

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

It was mainly training to maintain form; the intensity couldn't compare to before.

The dense schedule is not something a teenager in junior high can bear; a head coach as shrewd as Baijin Kozo naturally knows what to do.

Then.

Teikou's second tough battle in the group stage arrived.

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 "workers."

This type of team, unless they are bottom-feeders without strength, will be an extremely hard bone to chew.

Resilience is the biggest characteristic of this kind of team.

In fact, five minutes into the match, Teikou clearly understood that today's opponent was different from the previous ones.

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

This team, Musashi Middle School, didn't care at all whether their playing style looked good or if the audience liked it.

Their goal was only one: to win the match.

The first to bear the brunt was Murasakibara.

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

Therefore, Baijin Kozo's tactics for this match were also more biased toward the interior.

As a result, the moment Murasakibara caught the ball, he was immediately subjected to a ruthless foul by the opponent.

Before Murasakibara could go up, the Musashi Middle School number five slammed his hand against Murasakibara's arm; the posture was as if he wanted to break Murasakibara's arm.

Murasakibara angrily pushed the person away on the spot, but instead received his first technical foul.