The big cancer of the black basket

After the awards.

Two reporters from the Youth Sports Weekly were already waiting.

To Kazami's surprise, in addition to the two ponies sent by his cheap mother, a boy newspaper actually found him.

Surprised, he was even happier.

Every time a newspaper touted him, his popularity rose even faster.

"How do you feel when you get it?"

'Of course it's a good feeling, it's something every player dreams of and I'm grateful to my team-mates because I wouldn't have gotten this trophy without their support. "

Hayato is very smart, and he knows that the more times like this, the more he has to praise his teammates.

Because journalists and fans don't forget your contribution because you praise your teammates like crazy.

On the contrary, they will also feel that you are a selfless player, which makes it easier to increase your reputation.

Proper braggadocio is called self-confidence.

But excessive bragging, then add conceit.

This is not a United States country, and people in Asia generally like to be humble players.

Only one media outlet in Juvenile Sports Weekly interviewed him, he may still be ashamed.

But now that two other media outlets have joined, he has to create a good image for himself.

After all, the other two newspapers don't have his backstage, so naturally they won't help him wipe his ass.

He naturally understands the interests involved!

Reporters listened.

The affection for Hayato Kazami suddenly doubled.

They weren't going to ask some of the hard questions they had prepared before.

After all, this is a small flower of the motherland, and it can't be destroyed by them.

After sorting out the language, the reporter asked again, "You are the first middle school student to play an average triple-double, what makes you perform so well?"

When Hayato Kazami heard this, he put away his smile without leaving a trace.

I looked up and said lightly, "Because I only have basketball!"

"What?"

The reporter was a little puzzled and motioned for him to continue.

Kazami Hayato hesitated for a moment before he said,

"I was born into a single-parent family, and my father died in an accident the day after I was born. My mother remarried soon after. "

"That's why, when I was younger, other children would call me 'wild seed' or 'nobody's want' or something like that. "

"They would often throw sand and mud at me, or scratch my books, and no one wanted to play with me, because as long as they were with me, other children would bully him. "

"At that time, I had to play basketball by myself, in the park, in the yard! "

"Maybe it's because I've been playing for a long time and I've developed a habit that I basically don't leave the ball now, it's my best friend! "

After saying that, Hayato Kazami smiled.

This passage really didn't make it up to him, he really encountered this kind of thing when he was a child.

This kind of thing is not uncommon, no matter in that country or place.

Children with single or both parents can experience this problem.

They will be laughed at or bullied by other children.

Little children who grow up in such a situation will have a kind of childhood shadow.

They may grow up to have low self-esteem, they may be more autistic, and some extremes may start to do bad things.

And Kazami Hayato is the latter, so there are some other contents in this passage.

That is, "The little kids who scolded me ended up in the trash can." "

Of course, he couldn't have said it.

What he is doing now is to hype himself, to win the sympathy of those who have a heart, and then increase his popularity.

As for what happens to others, that's none of his business.

.........

When he finished saying this.

The people around him became serious.

The people who were still smiling slowly put away their smiles.

Most of them have never encountered this kind of encounter, but they feel very sad just listening to it.

Such a childhood is simply hell, many people are making up the picture of a little boy playing ball alone and silently in the park.

Even Shiro Matsuyama, who was going to teach Hayato Kazami a lesson when he went back, told him not to do some ridiculous things for the sake of data in the future, was silent.

Such a lovely child, he really can't think of teaching him a lesson.

In a distressed gaze, Hayato left alone.

"There should be a piece of sad music here. "

"It's a waste of talent for you not to act. "

The black cat turned its head to look at the people who were still indulging in the world of Hayato Kazami's explosive speech.

··· Ask for flowers·······

"If you don't play in the future, you can consider becoming an actor!"

"It's okay, is there a reward for acting?"

"Fame. "

"Then I'll keep playing. "

When Hayato Kazami heard this, he immediately gave up his plan to be a star.

It's better to play, you can open a harem when you play!

........

Biao finished the play.

Hayato Kazami is in a good mood.

It's just bitter that his cheap mom.

After listening to the report brought back by Ma Tsai.

The mother, who was spit on by her son, immediately cried profusely, and shouted that she would divorce Yunyun if she went back, and also shook the entire newspaper!

By the next day.

After reading the report, Momoi immediately cried and called him, so that he could say that Kazami Hayabusa persuaded her and didn't let her come!

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And as soon as the phone hung up in May, Huixiang appeared at his doorstep.

After reading the report of the Junior Sports Weekly.

Sister Huixiang's heart was like a knife, he never thought that his male ticket would be so miserable when he was a child.

Without saying anything, she immediately took a car to his apartment and gave herself up.

Dozens of more chapters floated by.

Hamato's body and mind are finally saved.

.........

"No wonder there are so many drama spirits in this world, this benefit is really great. "

Holding Meguma, Hayato Kazami looked at his prestige.

The newspaper had only been on sale for a morning, and his original reputation had soared to 10,000, and it was steadily increasing at a steady pace.

With a few more visits, he'll have enough money for those legendary sneakers and arm guards.

Whenever he thought of himself wearing a god costume, he couldn't help but be excited to shoot again.

Sneakers provide ~, arm pads provide ~, and even knee pads are provided~.

Three or three is nine.

Do you still have to wear this equipment?

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, and the Italian cannon of Kazami Hayato quickly filled up with shells again, turned over, and the second round was about to begin.

"Take a break," said Megumi with her hair disheveled.

"With you, I don't need to rest. "

"Oh...."

Suddenly.

Dozens of chapters have crept by. _

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