"The search and search disappeared in silence."
“I can never find my memories.”
"… "
"The past of a lifetime."
"You abandon me bit by bit."
“… … .”
The phonograph was playing Andy Lau's songs. Andy Lau was Wudao's mother's favorite idol, even more than her country's handsome Kimura.
One of the biggest regrets in Wu Dao’s mother’s life was that she was not able to marry Hua Zai.
Of course, maybe many women have such regrets. But the thing she is most proud of in her life is giving birth to a son who is three points more handsome than Andy.
Music was playing in the living room. Wudao was practicing dribbling with a basketball in the yard. He already had a clear goal. He wanted to continue on the path he had given up before!
After picking him up from the hospital, Wu Dao's parents went to their respective companies. Although Wu Dao's company is large, it is still in its growth stage and is very busy every day. And Jinguji Xiang Xiangli is different from other Japanese women who are full-time wives. Instead, she holds an important position in Wu Dao's company.
Takeshi Jinguji grew up in such an environment. Although his parents loved him very much, they were busy with their own things. The lack of parental education made Takeshi develop an introverted personality. When he was in elementary school, he didn't communicate much with his classmates and didn't have any good playmates.
When Wu Dao was alone at home and felt lonely, basketball was his way to relieve his loneliness.
Takeshi Jinguji was just in the first grade of junior high school. He had played basketball for three or four years and had some basic skills. However, he always played basketball alone. The elementary school he attended did not have a basketball team.
Wu Dao was dribbling the ball in the yard with a frown on his face.
I don't know why, but Wudao, who traveled through time and space, always felt that there was an invisible film between his hands and the basketball, and there was always a sense of awkwardness when dribbling and shooting.
With a height of 184.7cm and a weight of 65kg, Wu Dao looks a little thin. However, despite his tall and thin figure, his speed and agility are quite good.
"Although this body is a little thin, the height is quite good. My family conditions are also good. I have a chance to realize my dream!"
Wudao dribbled the ball on his home court, adapting to his current body and trying to regain his feel for the ball. He also tried to join the youth training program in high school. If it weren't for his physical limitations, he might have been able to make the jump to a stronger basketball school. If things had gone well, he might have been able to make a living as a basketball player.
Instead of finding another way to engage in the industry you like, you can become a referee who is hated by everyone.
The martial arts practice began as soon as he returned home. He didn't need to go to school for the time being, so he started practicing ball since he had nothing to do.
Before I knew it, the sky was getting dark.
The setting sun passed over the courtyard wall, dyeing the ground deep red and lengthening the reflection of Wu Dao.
On the small court, Wudao looked at the basket and tapped the basketball gently. His clothes were soaked with sweat. A gentle breeze blew, bringing a slight coolness.
"stop!"
"clang!"
... ...
As night falls, the lights come on.
Wu Dao's parents both came home from get off work. The couple came in together, and with them was a well-mannered middle-aged man.
"Martial Arts, stop practicing for now, come here quickly!"
As soon as Wu Gong walked into the house, he heard some noise in the yard, clang clang clang. If someone didn't know, they would think there was a blacksmith forging iron in his house.
After greeting Wu Gong, he started chatting with the well-mannered middle-aged man next to him.
"Youming, please go sit on the sofa for a while. I got a batch of good tea some time ago, and I'd like you to taste it for me."
Wu Dao's father greeted Wu Dao and led the middle-aged man who had taken off his shoes to the living room. After inviting him to sit down, he gave a look to Wu Dao's mother.
The other party understood what he meant, put down his bag and walked into the bedroom. Not long after, he came out with a beautifully packaged tea box and handed it to Wudao's father.
"Oh! Brother Wu Gong, you are so polite."
The middle-aged man seemed a little reserved, as if he was not used to the enthusiasm of martial arts, and then thanked him in not so fluent Chinese. He kept bowing while speaking.
"Dad, Mom, you're back."
Wudao also heard his parents' calls at this time, so he stopped training, changed his shoes and walked into the living room. He was wearing a simple sports suit, but because of the long hours of training, sweat had already soaked the clothes on the front and back of his chest. The short sleeves stuck to Wudao's body, outlining his slightly thin figure.
The young man was thin, but his brows were full of heroic spirit that was not in line with his age. Sweat hung on the tips of his hair, reflecting a crystal light under the light.
What a handsome and dashing boy! He is even a little more handsome than my son!
Mitsui Tomoaki looked at the young man in front of him and admired him in his heart.
"Youming, this is my son, Budo."
"Budou, this is your uncle Mitsui Tomoaki. He is the current general manager of the Mitsui Group and a very good friend of dad."
"Not only that, our two families also have a lot of business dealings."
"His son is in the same school as yours, so be sure to say hello when you see him."
"Come, say hello to your Uncle Youming."
When Wu Gong saw his son coming out of the yard, he immediately stood up from the sofa, took Wu Dao's hand and introduced him to Mitsui Tomoaki.
After hearing what his father said, Wu Dao understood the identity of the man in front of him and greeted him awkwardly in Neon language: "Hello, Uncle Youming, my name is Wu Dao."
"Well, Budo-kun, I've often heard your father talk about you, but this is the first time I've met you."
"What a nice young man!"
"My son's name is Mitsui Hisashi, and he also attends Takeishi Junior High School. He's in the second grade of junior high school. If you go back to school, you can go ask about him."
"You can go to and from school with A Shou from now on. Our house is nearby, so it's convenient for the two of you to go there."
Mitsui Tomoaki said with a smile, but his words entered Wudao's ears and made him stunned on the spot.
"Misui Hisashi? Takeishi Middle School?"
"Is this world....?!"
Although Wu Dao accepted all the information from the original owner, there are some things that he would not remember unless he recalled them. Of course, he did not have a very deep impression of the school he attended.
But when I heard what Mitsui Tomoaki said, memories came flooding back to my mind like a tide.
While Wu Dao was in a daze, Mitsui Tomoaki glanced at the small court in the yard, turned his head and said to Wu Dao with a smile:
"Speaking of which, Budo-kun, I just saw you playing basketball in the yard?"
"My son also likes playing basketball. He has liked it since elementary school, and he is now a member of the Takeishi Junior High School basketball team."
"Speaking of that kid, he often says 'dominate the country'. It really is just something a kid would say."
"Budo-kun, if you also like playing basketball, you can join the basketball club of Takeishi Junior High School."
"If you join the basketball team with your height, Mitsui will definitely be happy!"
Mitsui Tomoaki raised his head slightly and looked at Wudao and said.
Wu Gong, who was standing by, burst into laughter when he heard his friend's praise, but he quickly stopped laughing and said modestly, "My son is not like your kid. He plays basketball just to relieve his boredom. He didn't even join the basketball club in elementary school."
"He was just playing casually by himself, just as a normal hobby."
"Of course, if Budo joins the basketball club in the future, please take good care of your child, Youming."
Wudao, who had been listening for a long time, gradually came to his senses at this moment. Both the name Mitsui Hisashi and Takeishi Junior High School left a deep impression on Wudao's mind.
"It turns out that I came to the world of SD!"
"That's right, the Mitsui Shou who was shouting about dominating the country is definitely the person I know! I can't believe it!"
Wu Dao touched his face, then pinched it gently. Feeling the slight pain, he understood.
And an unprecedented light burst out from his eyes.
"Thank you, Uncle Youming. I will go to school tomorrow and join the basketball team of Takeishi Junior High School. I hope you will take care of me in the future, Senior Mitsui Shou."
The unexpected arrival of Mitsui Tomoaki really brought big news to Budo, and also made him truly realize the world he is in now.
After listening to Wudao's words, Wugong smiled, and Mitsui Tomoaki also agreed seriously. After that, Mitsui Tomoaki stayed at Wudao's house for a simple meal, and then he and Wugong went out.
... ..
As the night deepened, Wu Dao lay in his bed, tossing and turning for a long time unable to fall asleep. He never dreamed that the world he came to was actually the world of SD.
This is a world full of regrets!
"To dominate the country..."
Wu Dao lay on the unfamiliar bed with his eyes open, looking at the ceiling. He tossed and turned until the sky turned white, and then he fell into a deep sleep.
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