Slam Dunk: I'm the Glasses Brother

"On defense, I will be your defender; on offense, you must make sure you make 100 three-pointers every day." Mugure gave Hasegawa training targets

"100 three-pointers? That's not a lot."

"Hey, the goal is to make 100 shots. If you can hit half of that, the goal will be 150 shots."

Hasegawa didn't care about Murasakibara's arrangement at first, but after shooting 100 three-pointers, he found that it was too difficult to make 100 three-pointers. He shot times and only made a dozen. If that's the case, wouldn't he have to shoot thousands of balls every day? ! God save me, Hasegawa lamented in his heart. But at this time, he also noticed Murasakibara was also practicing three-point shooting. Murasakibara's three-point shooting was much better than his, but Murasakibara still insisted on practicing. This is probably the secret of Murasakibara's fame. Since Murasakibara can persist, there is no reason why I can't. With the comparison, Hasegawa also gritted his teeth and persisted.

Time passed day by day, and soon a month had passed. It was time for the new semester. On the last day of the holiday, the three of them stood on the court.

"School starts tomorrow, so we won't have as much time to practice together as we do now. But how about we still come here to practice every Sunday?" Mu Mu suggested.

"No problem" Akagi and Hasegawa responded

"Hasegawa, Mitsui is currently recuperating from an injury, but it's almost time for him to rest. I'll invite Mitsui over when I have a chance, so I can demonstrate your work to him."

"I can't wait any longer," said Hasegawa, with a fighting spirit on his face.

A week passed quickly, and this weekend, Hasegawa came to the basketball court as promised.

"Oh? You are a player from Yokota Junior High School. What's your name? Why are you with Akagi and Murasaki?" After all, it was less than two months since the county competition ended. Mitsui had some impression of Hasegawa, but he still forgot his name.

"I invited Hasegawa here. He will be helpful to us."

"Don't be ridiculous, Murasakibara. He can't defend me in the finals. This loophole will hinder us." Mitsui said nonchalantly.

"Mitsui, I have practiced very hard, how about we have a competition?" Hasegawa was very dissatisfied with Mitsui's underestimation and took the initiative to challenge.

"I want to see how much progress you have made in the past month." Mitsui snorted coldly.

"Mitsui, you just came back, so don't do too much exercise. Just play three balls, and you attack three times. Let Hasegawa defend you."

In the first ball, Mitsui dribbled slowly and suddenly accelerated. But Hasegawa was not thrown off. He just followed Mitsui, who then took a step back and shot a jump shot. But Hasegawa also kept some strength when following Mitsui. In the previous training, Mugure also explained Mitsui's offensive method to Hasegawa. So Hasegawa was ready for Mitsui's step-back shot, and immediately stood up and stretched out his arms to interfere.

"Hmm?" Mitsui didn't expect Hasegawa to keep up with his shooting rhythm, and Hasegawa successfully interfered with the ball. He shot, but missed!

"That's progress," Mitsui nodded. "Come again."

On the second ball, Mitsui received the ball and pushed the ground with his legs forward and backward, dribbling to Hasegawa's left. Hasegawa did not show weakness and pushed horizontally from the back, blocking Mitsui's way in one step.

"That's good," Mitsui praised, but his body was not slow either. He quickly flicked the ball under his crotch with his right hand and pulled the ball to the side with his left hand, making a move to break through to the left. With his left foot as the axis, Hasegawa used his waist and abdomen to turn his body sideways and face Mitsui.

Mitsui flicked the ball under his crotch and changed hands, then took a step back to the three-point line, collected the ball and raised it, lifting his waist and even his heels.

"It's the same move again. I've blocked it again." Hasegawa immediately jumped up to block the shot, but found that the opponent below did not jump up.

Mitsui waited for Hasegawa to reach the highest point before he jumped back and made a fadeaway shot. Hasegawa was unable to interfere. But the ball didn't go in.

"What a pity!" Mitsui slapped his thigh.

For the third ball, Mitsui stood outside the three-point line and raised his hand. When Hasegawa rushed over to defend, he immediately lowered his body and rushed to the basket with the ball protected by his body. Hasegawa moved laterally very quickly and stuck to Mitsui perfectly. His height was even more advantageous, and his outstretched arms completely blocked the angle of Mitsui's shot.

Mitsui brought Hasegawa to the basket, but instead of forcing a layup from the front, he took a big step to the other side of the basket.

"He wants to do a reverse layup!" This thought flashed through Hasegawa's mind. At this moment, Mitsui jumped up, held the ball in his right hand, and did a reverse layup.

Hasegawa's long left arm slapped the ball with a whistling sound, but just halfway through, he found that the ball suddenly disappeared from his sight, and then he heard the voices of Mugure and Akagi in his ears, "Beautiful!"

Mitsui twisted his waist forcefully in the air and gently threw the ball into the basket from another direction.