The train that I was running all over was ruthlessly interrupted by Watanabe, which made Oyuanyang nervous: I wouldn't really retire on the spot, right? Then I would be very guilty...

The next second, before he could withdraw his hand, he was held tightly - unlike Kosaka, holding it softly, Watanabe Miho held it tightly with both hands, which made him feel painful...

“miho-sauce…?”

He looked at the girl in front of him and raised his head, revealing the eyes hidden behind the bangs just now because he kept his head down. It was just like the high fighting spirit before the game - it would be a little more enthusiastic. However, his eyes were a little red and he was always concerned.

"…Yangshang, can you help me with special training?"

"……ha?"

“Basketball special training.”

Miho Watanabe repeated again, his eyes extremely firm, which made him unable to refuse.

“—I want basketball to be my real stunt.”

“…”

Dayuanyang scratched his head with a little distressed and was he a little bit of annoying, and he led a pretty idol to a strange place... But, not to mention the fiery eyes, he could only agree to the hand that was tightly held tightly and could not take off.

"Yes, that's OK."

"...Then, Yang Jiang is my teacher."
Chapter completed!