Black Basketball: A false start
Chapter 99 Teenagers
Chapter 99 Teenagers
“Run! Run! Damn it, even my grandma can run faster than you!”
“When you’re running back and forth, keep your feet outside the baseline! There are no trucks outside the baseline that can crush your feet at any time, ladies!”
“Stand up straight when you dribble. How many times do I have to tell you this, motherfxxker!”
“Bend your hips when shooting! F**k, do I have to punch you in the stomach? Can’t you just be more careful like that blond boy!”
In the training camp, the coaches’ scolding sounds were heard constantly. Except for Kaneki Ken and Kobe, many people were frightened by the coaches’ harsh attitude.
The morning passed in a flash in physical training and basic training. The heavy training volume and the strict attitude of the coach made many players complain during the lunch break.
“Really? I thought I could train with Jordan, but I ended up being exhausted. It turned out that it was just an ordinary trainer who trained us…” In the cafeteria, a white player who looked to be about fifteen or sixteen said helplessly.
“That’s right. If it was just a trainer, why would I pay so much money to come to Las Vegas?” A black player complained with some dissatisfaction. “And these trainers are too disrespectful.”
“What are you thinking about?” At this moment, Kaneki Ken sneered and said, “If you want to play with Jordan, the price is not this. Besides, if you can’t even stand this kind of training, you still want to train with Jordan? With all due respect, you will be blown away by Jordan.”
“Who are you?” the white player said with some dissatisfaction, I don’t think I talked to you?”
“That’s right, isn’t it just that he performed better than us in training? Who are you showing off your contempt for?” The black player next to him also echoed.
“My name is Kaneki Ken, you’d better remember my name. This is the closest you’ve ever been to a Hall of Fame player.” Kaneki Ken leisurely packed up his dishes and stood up to leave. “In the future, your children will beg you to do everything they can to get a signed jersey from me. You will spend a lot of money to buy tickets to my games and stand 500 meters away just to see me.”
Kaneki Ken’s figure gradually faded away, but his voice echoed in the cafeteria.
“Fxxk, who does this guy think he is? Does he think we are trash?” The black guy’s face turned red with anger – although it couldn’t be seen.
“Kaneki Ken is right.” Kobe also stood up at this time, “You can’t even stand this level of training, why don’t you quit early? Excuse me, your performance just now is softer than toilet paper.”
“You son of a bitch, what did you say?” The black player stood up angrily and grabbed Kobe’s collar, ready to punch him.
“Calm down, Jermaine.” A white player on the side stopped him, “Players should still let basketball speak for itself.”
“You’re lucky, kid.” The black player threw Kobe’s collar away with an unhappy look on his face, and didn’t even bother to eat, “Dirk, let’s go.”
“Sigh…” The white player named Dirk sighed, patted Kobe on the shoulder, turned around and left the cafeteria.
“Wow, Michael, are these the two brats that gave you a headache?” In a corner of the cafeteria, a blond and blue-eyed white man witnessed the farce and asked with interest, “These two brats are not bad, they are quite to my taste.”
“What the hell are you talking about, Larry? No one can give me a headache.” Jordan sneered and chewed gum, “I just thought these two kids were particularly interesting, so I asked you to come and have a look.”
“Now I see it, Michael.” The white player called Larry shrugged, “Let’s get to the point, why did you call me over here?” “That kid named Kaneki Ken asked me to teach him three-point shooting.” Jordan said a little unhappy, “It seems that he is very confident in his three-point shooting, so I want you to teach him a lesson.”
“Haha, I didn’t expect that there is someone other than me who can make you lose face, Michael.” Larry Bird patted Jordan on the shoulder, “Leave it to me, I can definitely teach you better than a 5-point guy like you.”
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“How many days has that yellow-haired guy been here?” Taro Sugitani, who had just joined the first team as a substitute, looked at Kise Ryota on the sidelines and quietly chatted with Nishida Koji beside him.
“I don’t know. He watches us train early in the morning every day and leaves when the training ends in the evening. I don’t know what he is thinking.” Yukiji Nishida took a sip of water and shook his head.
“But… I have to say this…” Sugitani Taro looked at the crowd of girls at the entrance of the stadium with red eyes, “This guy always has a group of girls following him every time he comes…”
“He really deserves to die…” After hearing this, Yukiji Nishida’s originally calm smile disappeared, and he and Taro Sugitani said with gritted teeth.
“Akashi, do you think you should take care of it?” Midorima Shintaro looked at the girls chattering outside the gym, adjusted his glasses and walked to Akashi Seijuro and asked, “After all, Kise is not a member of our basketball team. He brings so many people here every day. It won’t have a good impact on the basketball team, right?”
“I’ll talk to him.” Akashi Seijuro said with a gloomy face, “This guy is interesting. Maybe he’s what we need.”
There is no doubt about Akashi Seijuro’s execution ability. After the training of the day ended after discussing with Midorima Shintaro, Akashi Seijuro stopped Kise Ryota who was about to leave.
“Kise-san, please wait a moment.” Akashi Seijuro called Kise Ryota, “Do you have time to chat?”
“Ah? Me?” Huang Lailiangta pointed at himself in surprise, and then he touched his head embarrassedly as if he had thought of something, “Is it because those girls affected the daily training of the basketball team? Sorry, sorry, I will tell them.”
“These are all trivial matters. The reason I came to see you today is to know what you think of the basketball club?” Akashi Seijuro asked with a smile.
“Basketball club? Great! Everyone in the first team is very strong. To be honest, it really opened my eyes!” When it came to the topic that he was interested in, Kise Ryouta’s chatterbox personality was revealed. “I really hope that one day I can be as strong as you all~”
“Very good, Kise.” Seeing that Kise Ryouta was interested in the basketball club, Akashi Seijuro smiled and said, “Since you are interested in the basketball club, then submit your application for joining the club.”
“Oh, I really want to~” Huang Lai Ryota sighed helplessly, “But I just quit the football club. According to school regulations, I have to wait until next year to join a new club…”
“Don’t think about it.” Akashi Seijuro’s eyes flashed with a strange light, “If you want, you can join the basketball club at any time. You are very valuable, and we need you to join us.”
“Ah, okay.” Kise Ryota was somewhat intimidated by Akashi Seijuro’s momentum, and answered hesitantly, “Then I will submit the application tomorrow.”
“Very good, the basketball team welcomes you to join.” Akashi Seijuro stretched out his right hand, looking like a proud king.
“Akashi…” Midorima Shintaro on the side looked at Akashi Seijuro worriedly. He clearly felt that since Kaneki Ken left, the strange feeling of incongruity on Akashi Seijuro’s body was getting stronger day by day.
(End of this chapter)