As for what will happen to Ito Masahiro in the future, I'm afraid no one will be willing to care about it. His closest relatives have been hurt and used by him, and now no one cares about everything about him.

That morning, I had just had breakfast and was about to go to the study to check the account books I had left behind in the past few days, but the phone suddenly rang.

"Hello, Murong Ziyun."

Ono's noisy voice immediately rang from the other end of the phone: "Murong, have you arrived at school?"

I asked in a daze, "What am I doing when I go to school?"

"Murong, you won't forget it, right? Today is a football sports competition. You promised me to participate." Ono complained on the other end of the phone, feeling vaguely furious.

I quickly comforted me: "Sorry, sorry, I'll go there now, please sign up for me first."

Ono had no choice but to say, "It's true, there's nothing you can do, come here quickly. My volleyball game is about to begin. By the way, which project do you want to sign up for?"

I thought about it and said, "Basketball! This looks simpler."

There doesn’t seem to be any special rules for basketball, and as long as you don’t touch others, you can just throw the ball into the basket. You should be able to handle it.

"Okay, I'll sign up for you first. You have to come quickly. The place where I play is next to the basketball court. If you come, go there and find me directly."

"Yeah, I know." I responded, but kept going back to the room to look for clothes to go out. You know, I am still in Kanagawa and want to rush to Tokyo. What if I don't hurry up?

As soon as I arrived at Qingxue, the competition had indeed begun. I went to the basketball court in the gymnasium and found Ono who was playing.

Volleyball is also a high-physical sport. If it were Ono in the past, he would have been so tired that he could not get up after playing a few goals. However, this time, he seemed to be the main force of the team, most of them.

She is the one who plays spikes and kills.

It seems that the training these days is somewhat useful. Not to mention anything else, at least the physical strength has improved.

Ono won the game. As soon as she finished, she looked around. When she saw me, her face immediately smiled: "Murong, you are finally here, we won, have you seen it?

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"See it. Ono is so awesome." I gave a thumbs up without hesitation.

Ono walked over with water: "I have some time to wait for the next game, but your basketball game is about to begin."

"Is that true?" I turned to look at the bulletin board for the basketball game next to me. Sure enough, I saw my name on the list of next game.

When Ono saw it, he urged me to change his sportswear. When he came back from changing his clothes, he was about to go on stage.

Because the football and sports competitions are not allowed to register for the events of my club, the teams in the competition are also randomly combined. But as soon as I started on the court, I attracted everyone's confusion.

I looked at Ono, who was originally going to cheer on but now wanted to escape, and gritted my teeth and asked, "What's going on?"

The nine boys on the court also looked at Ono with my eyes, preparing to listen to her explanation.

"Sorry, when I signed up for you, I accidentally signed up to the boys' group. Sorry, I really didn't mean it..." Ono Tian apologized with a face.

The boys in my team were speechless and said to the referee: "What should we do now? Do we need to bring a girl to play the game?"

The referee looked at the time and said, "There is nothing to do. Time is limited, and we have no extra people to replace us..."

There was no way, the game had to start like this. Before the start of the game, a tall and strong student in the team looked at me condescendingly and said, "Just stand in the corner and don't run around, don't hold us back."

Ono, who was a little depressed just now, became angry in an instant: "What do you mean? Murong will not lose to you! Murong, come on and defeat that arrogant guy!"

I rolled my eyes at the roof. Isn’t it just to let others win in my team? Ono’s brain is still speechless when he gets this time.

The game began. Although someone on the team said that, of course I wouldn't look at a corner and stood still, and ran with them along with the ball. But they also completely ignored me in a tacit understanding and never

Pass the ball in my direction.

In this way, four people beat five people, so they were naturally a little defeated. I stood outside and saw that nine of them fought fiercely, completely like an audience.

The opponent dribbled the ball and snatched it to the basket, and jumped and shot. The tall boy on our side jumped up and stopped him.

"Rebound!" A group of people quickly gathered under the rebound and began to fiercely grab the ball.

The two jumped up and grabbed the ball, and the remaining four of them guarded us three. I stood in front of the half-court line and couldn't get in. The tall boy jumped up and touched the ball, but couldn't find someone to pass it.

With a turn of hands, he threw the ball into the empty half, and the ball was thrown high. The others immediately turned around and ran over to grab the ball.

I watched the ball fly to the opponent's basket and chased him directly.

The boys behind me didn't care about me, thinking to myself, I am a girl, not big and not strong in physical strength, and even if I run, I will definitely not be as fast as them. But the facts prove that there are exceptions for everyone.

When I jumped up and dunked the ball into the basket, the nine boys were stunned on the spot. Only Ono shouted excitedly: "Come on Murong!"

The tall boy who had warned me looked at me with a look like looking at a monster, said nothing, turned around and ran back to continue defending.

The game continued to begin. Although I got two points, others regarded this as a coincidence. The ball still would not be passed into my hands, and I was still just running with the ball on the court.

I watched the game for more than ten minutes at the closest distance of the court, and I also figured out what happened to basketball.

The opponent passed the ball, and the ball flew past me. I subconsciously reached out and stopped it, and threw it to a boy in our team. The boy was stunned for a moment and immediately dribbled the ball and ran to the opponent's basket. The whole team changed from defense to

Counterattack.

But soon, the opponent defended our people. Four and five were still very difficult. In a few seconds, the opponent grabbed the ball and counterattacked again. I was the last one, but now I am facing it.

Those who are attacking with the ball on the top will prepare to defend if they move on the rack.

But the man didn't look at me at all, and jumped out of the three-point line in my body, trying to shoot a three-pointer. I jumped and snatched the ball that had just come out of my hand in a shocked gaze.

Before the ball landed, I threw it out. The opponent's man reacted very quickly and immediately stepped forward to snatch the ball and continued to attack forward.

I ran forward and didn't stop in front of him. When I passed by, I turned my arm and snatched the ball. I ran for only two steps with the ball, then got up and shot. Three points

When the ball entered the frame, the person who was robbed was still stunned.

Now, both teams saw that something was wrong. The goal just now was not a coincidence. The whistle sounded at the end of the first half. Everyone sat back and rested.

One person looked up at the scoreboard and smiled and said, "It's okay, the score has not been too much."

The tall boy didn't say a word. When we all sat back on the bench, he walked up to me and asked me, "You can play basketball?"

I shook my head directly.

The man frowned, obviously not believing: "But your shot is very accurate."

"That!" I explained with a smile: "I've always been very accurate in throwing things."

The man twitched hard. Throw something? What did she treat basketball as?

"I think we must have a tactic. The opponents are not weak and the cooperation is good. If this continues, we will definitely lose."

I nodded and agreed with his opinion. At halftime, everyone over there was relaxed. And we were basically exhausted except me. If we were to support the earth in the second half, then that

You will lose.

So, the tall boy who seemed to be the most experienced made a series of arrangements.

When he talked about me, he obviously hesitated for a moment and finally said, "You are responsible for passing the ball."

"Oh." I replied, just passing the ball, there should be no problem.

The rest time was over quickly. Before going on the court, the boy walked up to me and told me: "As long as you see the ball, you can pass it to us, and leave the rest to us."

I nodded again and entered the field with the team.

Before the whistle at the beginning of the second half could sound, a low scream sounded at the door. Before I could turn around, I heard Ono's scream: "Mr. Fuji!"

Buer smiled and walked to Ono and said to me: "Murong, come on!"

The whistle sounded, and before I could reply, the game started again.

I still only follow the ball. No one passes the ball to me on his own initiative, but it doesn't mean I can't touch the ball.

Taking advantage of the opponent's passing, I took advantage of my fast body movement to break from the middle and then transferred to our team's people.

Everyone immediately seized the opportunity to counterattack, and had already scored two points before the opponent could react.

Next we gradually became a little tacit understanding. They also received more sudden passes than they lost.

There is no way. Although I can intercept the ball, I can't dribble the ball, so I can only pass it except shooting.

In the last two minutes of the second half, the score was finally tied. But our team lost a goal because the players were exhausted too much.

Everyone was not very sad about such a result. After all, everyone had tried their best in this game. For them, they were already quite satisfied with being able to achieve such results with a girl.

The only one who is unwilling to give up is Ono.

"Just one goal, one goal. I only got one goal away from winning. I was so unwilling to give up..."
Chapter completed!