Chapter 272 Help Me Deal with Aokiji (1/4 Guaranteed)

Chapter 272 Help me get Aoki Si (14 guaranteed)

Aokiji, who was a little over-excited, calmed down in the audience for a long time before finally calming down. He was almost unscathed and didn't even feel much physical exertion. Beside him, Matsuyama Iwa and others had already opened champagne and celebrated tonight. A hearty victory.

Of course, Tsukasa Aoki doesn't share the champagne - he has a game tomorrow and is not yet eligible to enjoy it.

I took out my cell phone, and as expected, messages of congratulations were flooding in like snowflakes.

Aokiji sent a proud emoticon back to Maeda Tora and Matsusaka Daitake, and then began to send concerned messages to Qiongxian.

"Qiong, how are you?" Aokiji was a little nervous. He had tried his best to play perfectly.

Qiong's message came back quickly: "You're so handsome! The nurses are praising you."

Aokiji laughed, and Busujima Saeko also sent a message of congratulations. After chatting with Saeko for a few words, his smile gradually became much calmer.

"Beautiful heart."

After hesitating for a while, Aokiji clicked on the message sent by Shinmei Teruhashi.

"Si is super handsome today! All my friends have become your fans!"

There was no hint of grudge in Teruhashi Shinmei's words. Aokiji breathed a sigh of relief and replied: "Thank you, I will continue to work hard!"

I turned off Line and opened the text message. As expected, Xiaochun's text message was also sent to my phone.

"It's amazing! I didn't expect Si to be so powerful now! Sure enough, Si is Si, completely different from someone like me. However, there is a big gap between Si on TV and Si before."

Matsuura Koharu's text message was a bit unfinished, and Aokiji didn't know whether the last ellipsis in her was exclamation or disappointment. Aokiji himself didn't know what image he had in Matsuura Koharu's mind. He hesitated for a while and replied: "Thank you! TV It’s just a little exaggerated.”

After replying, Aokiji stuffed his phone into his pocket, looked at the Songshanyan people who were still celebrating beside him and smiled and said, "Okay, it's time for us to go watch their game."

Old John drank the champagne in his hand and hummed: "That's right, look at you, not a single young man is calm yet."

Song Shanyan's smile was a little awkward. He was the most excited just now. He coughed twice and patted Aoki Si on the shoulder: "You played very well today! When the game is over tomorrow, I will hold a celebration banquet for you."

"Forget it, let's start again after I win the championship." Aokiji smiled and clenched his fists: "This is just the beginning."

Old John slapped Songshanyan on the back, making a snapping sound. Songshanyan grinned in pain, but he still nodded honestly.

"You're right. Before you win the championship, everything is empty." Old John nodded in agreement and said with a smile: "You're good boy."

This was a rare face-to-face compliment from Old John. Aokiji laughed, looked at Songshan Yan who was smiling bitterly, and raised his eyebrows: "Let's go, let's go!"

Song Shanyan naturally nodded in agreement, and the group simply tidied up the locker room, walked in from the entrance of the auditorium, and came to the seats in the front row that had long been empty.

On the way, although Aoki Si deliberately used the hood of his sweatshirt to cover his bald head, Song Shanyan and the others around him were too muscular. Within a few steps, a spectator next to him excitedly raised his mobile phone to take pictures of Aoki Si. , Fortunately, his seat is in the VIP seat, close to the Octagon. People near this position are rich or noble, so they will not bother Aokiji.

"Saeko." Aokiji's eyes lit up, and he walked to his seat in a few steps. The ticket he gave Busujima Saeko was next to his seat. Busujima Saeko smiled and nodded at Aokiji, and said softly: "It was a beautiful fight."

"Thank you!" Aokiji grinned at Busujima Saeko, stood up, and waved towards the position of the Wuyang students behind him, causing a burst of cheers.

Maeda Tora jumped up and raised his thumb towards Aokiji. Aokiji returned the gesture, and he sat down excitedly and loudly shouted to the passers-by: "Did you see, I said Aokiji is my boss?" !”

The passers-by smiled and nodded, muttering to themselves: I didn't say I didn't believe it. You guys are all bald and fierce. You can tell that you are in the same group at a glance. Besides, I am a fan of Aaron.

Of course, unfortunately, his seat was right next to Maeda Tiger. Looking at the excited expressions of the bald delinquents beside him, he probably wouldn't be able to cheer for his idol after watching this game.

Aokiji turned his head and looked into the distance. He looked at Komimi Teruhashi with complicated eyes. He showed her an apologetic smile, stretched out his thumb and patted his chest, saying thank you for your support. Then he sat in his seat and waited for the next game to start.

Busujima Saeko sat next to Aoki Tsukasa, stretched out her hand to lift the purple hair from her ears, and smiled: "There are many people cheering for Tsukasa."

"Hehe, we are all friends, just give me face." Aokiji said a little shyly and modestly, but he couldn't see that the camera in the distance had turned to him, and his figure suddenly appeared on the big screen. Aokiji looked at the camera. He raised his lips and waved his hand, which immediately aroused another cry in the venue.

At this time, in the commentary box, Ishida Hayabusa and Kitagawa Daichi watched the director turn the screen to Aokiji's face, and they couldn't help but discuss Aokiji.

Ishida Hayabusa asked: "What do Kitagawa-kun think of the player Aoki Tsukasa? I have to say that as a newcomer, his appearance is really exciting."

"Indeed, Aokiji really surprised me." Daichi Kitagawa sighed: "I remember he said before that he had only trained for two months."

"In just two months, he was able to hone his skills to such a proficient level. To call him a genius is not an exaggeration."

Kitagawa Daichi shook his head and said: "Although this battle was fought quickly and ended with lightning, I have to say that this battle alone was enough to prove Aokiji's strength. I believe that after tonight, many players will I couldn’t sleep all night.”

"By the way, that look in player Aokiji's eyes is really fierce." Ishida Hayabusa suddenly thought of something and said with lingering fear: "Can the director show again the look in player Aokiji's eyes when he looked at player Miyata after he won? ?”

The director cut for a while and played back the scene of Aoki Tsukasa standing there indifferently after kicking Miyata over, staring at him with the corner of his mouth raised.

The look in his eyes was both cold and ruthless. There was a trace of bloodlust in the corner of his mouth, but his expression was very contemptuous. It was clearly a hearty victory, but from Aokiji's expression, it seemed like a natural victory. massacre.

Kitagawa Daichi sighed: "Ah, he is such a great devil!"

"That's right, the nickname of the Great Demon King Aoki is really suitable." Ishida Hayabusa thought that this title of a junior middle school student was extremely appropriate. He said with some excitement: "To be honest, just looking at his face, I I’m a little scared. Strictly speaking, player Aoki should be considered very handsome, but I don’t know why, but I feel a little trembling when I look at him.”

"Eh? Are you like this too? I thought it was just me." Kitagawa Daichi said in surprise, and said in a somewhat exaggerated drawl: "Sure enough, the devil is the devil. I really didn't know that I would be in the Octagon with such a person. How scary it must be to stand face to face in a cage."

"Hey, Kitagawa, aren't you also a professional player?" Ishida Hayabusa laughed.

But Daichi Kitagawa just shrugged, with a very calm expression: "Even if the thirty-year-old me were to fight him, I would not be confident that I would win. Anyone who says he is not afraid must have never watched Aokiji."

"Hahaha, by the way, what do Rokugami-kun think?" Ishida Hayabusa asked, looking at Teruhashi Shinfa, who was sitting in the middle without saying a word and staring at the screen.

Teruhashi Nobu looked at Aokiji on the broadcast screen and couldn't recover for a long time: If you read it correctly just now, the person sitting behind Aokiji is Shinmei-chan, right? What gesture did this guy make with Xin Meijiang just now? This bald man! hateful!

I'm furious!

Teruhashi Shin's hands under the table were clenched tightly, and his body was shaking a little because of the excessive exertion.

"Rokushen-kun?" Ishida Hayabusa called his name again with some embarrassment.

After hearing this, Teruhashi Nobu took a deep breath and showed an indifferent smile: "Aoki-kun just played very well."

In his heart, his anger towards Aokiji was getting deeper and deeper.

Is there any way to fix this bald head? Teruhashi Nobu gritted his teeth, his eyes a little gloomy.

For a long time, he rubbed his phone and narrowed his eyes.

What would happen if the video of Aoki Tsukasa's fight was exposed at this time? A fighter who was about to shine, turned out to be a delinquent who started fighting in groups. Although many people had discussed Aoki Tsuka's delinquent status before, they were still suppressed in the end.

What if you drag him to the table? What if the heat was a little higher? No matter how powerful Songshanyan is, there is no way he can suppress the news once public opinion is formed, right?

Teruhashi Nobu looked at Aoki Tsukasa, and the plan in his mind gradually took shape. He hurriedly got up during the commercial break, walked to the corner alone, flipped through the address book on his phone, and sent a text message.

"Help me get Aoki Tsukasa."