Vol 9 Chapter 112: Can only say sorry

"Hush!"
As the whistle sounded, the Final Four matchup finally began.
Namiko looked at the field with his chin in his hands, and the wonderful matchup could arouse cheers from the audience. However, Namiko's mind at this time was obviously not on the game.
"If you miss him, just tell him what you think."
Coach Ansi, who was sitting next to Namiko, said with a smile, that kind of kindness, the eyes under the glasses seemed to have not been destroyed by age, and still looked very clear.
"Huh?" Namiko recovered, and when the reaction came to what Anxi Guangyi said, a shame appeared immediately on his face, "What do you say, Coach Anxi!"
Anxi Guangyi raised his eyes and kept his eyes on the arena. "Pan Chen is a good person. If you want to grasp it, you have to work hard."
"Don't forget, I'm young too," Anxi Guangyi said in words, he believed that Namiko must know what he was talking about.
Namiko's face became even more ruddy. As a little woman, it was difficult to take the initiative for such things, not to mention people of her personality.
However, although he had the meaning to Pan Chen in his heart, he never dared to say it. He was not confident in himself? Or is it hindered by secular views? The reason Namiko couldn't tell.
Pan Chen is so good that she can't even see who Pan Chen is. This seemingly careless man is like a magnet and can attract herself no matter when.
"Go, it's rare to have this opportunity today, everyone is playing now." Anxi Guangyi smiled.
Namiko bit his lip and hesitated for a long time, but he stood up bravely and bowed deeply to Anxi Guangyi. "Then, I will ask you to coach Ansi for the rest."
Anxi broadly nodded, "Go, come on!"
"Hmm!" Namiko nodded vigorously, both in response to Anxi Guangyi and also inspiring himself.
Pan Chen was still on the campus of Xiangbei at this time, sitting alone in the gymnasium in the school and watching this place where countless sweats had dripped, and it was also the place with the most laughter
Here, there is everyone's memory.
Looking at it, Pan Chen smiled, so helplessly, he was able to control the basketball at will on the court, but he couldn't control his body. He came here, but when he said away, he left. .
"Hu" Pan Chen was leaned back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling with his head. The time he stayed in this world was the shortest in the world, but it was the place where he invested the most in his emotions.
In his ears, there seemed to be the reprimands of Akagi Gangxian, the bohemian laughter of Sakuragi Flower Road, and the rapid breathing of Mitsui Shou, of course, the clearest was the crisp, clear laughter of Nimiko's brass bell.
auzw.com The next day, Pan Chen climbed out of the bed with two dark circles under his eyes. After turning around yesterday, it was already late at night, but lying in bed was still nothing. Drowsiness did not close my eyes until dawn.
However, he knew that another person must be the same as himself.
Today is the last game of Xiangbei in the national league. As long as you win this game, then your mission in this world can be completely completed.
Hainan, who has always been the target opponent of Xiangbei, is now finally fighting
After a brief scrubbing, Pan Chen set off with the school car. In the car, Pan Chen did not see Namiko's figure.
"Hey, why did you go last night? Very tired." Yingmu Huadao sitting next to Pan Chen asked with a smirk. Yesterday, both Pan Chen and Namiko disappeared at the same time, as long as the brain is not flooded. Thinking of why they went.
Pan Chen gave a glance at Sakuragi Flower Road, and this guy who was afraid of the world was always keeping his own style.
"Nonsense!" Pan Chen scolded, completely meaningless to continue on this topic.
This is an escape, Pan Chen's most helpless choice.
The vehicle quickly arrived at the competition venue. Xiangbei, as the team that brought the most surprises in the national league this year, saw the team standing in front of the stadium at a distance from the vehicle.
The scene of the crowd of people is also the long-awaited picture of Xiangbei, who has been working hard to wait for this exciting moment.
"Rukawa?" Pan Chen got out of the car and saw Rukawa Feng sitting in a wheelchair waiting for him.
"Why don't you feel at ease in the hospital? Why did you come here?" It was his father who pushed Rukawa Feng, with a slight smile, approachable.
"He said that today was the last game in Xiangbei. I had to let him bring him. There was no way, so I had to push him like this." Rukawa Feng's father seemed a little helpless. "Will you not trouble you?"
"No, no," Pan Chen responded quickly.
After entering the field, Pan Chen helped push Rukawa Feng to the side of the coach seat, let him stay beside him.
Although Rukawa Feng was injured and could not play, he also showed a very excited look, as if he would be the one to wait for the game.
"Why, do you feel sorry?" Pan Chen patted Rukawa Feng's shoulder and looked at the warming Xiangbei player. He should have been there, but now he can only watch in a wheelchair.
Rukawa Feng smiled heartily, looking very optimistic, and there was no regret at all because he could not play.
"How could it be." Ruchuan Feng pointed to his chest. "As long as it belongs to Xiangbei, it's the same whether you play or not."
Hearing Rukawa Feng said this, Pan Chen felt very gratified. Indeed, as long as he is in the north of Xiangbei, it is the same whether he plays or not, because this is not a one-person match. ..