"Well, remember, I'll buy it myself later!" Chen Fei turned his head and smiled at the girls, and when he said the second half of the sentence, his hand had already thrown the ball out, and when he turned around, he just saw the basketball smashing on the rebound and bouncing into the basket.

"How could it be? He didn't even look at the basket~"

"Ah, this uncle can't pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, right?"

"It's blind! It must be Meng! How can anyone shoot a three-point shot without looking at the basket?"

……

The girls looked at the basketball that bounced up and down under the rebound in shock, their eyes widened, and they looked like they had seen a ghost.

"Hey, little beauty, don't be stunned, pick up the ball for me!" Chen Fei said to the girl named Xiao Ran, who was in charge of picking up the ball under the basket, and Xiao Ran reacted and picked up the ball and threw it over.

After receiving the ball, Chen Fei turned his head and said to the girl: "Hey, don't be like her for a while, pick up a ball and take it slowly." ”

"Hmph! You're just getting one, what's so complacent? If you have the ability, you don't look at the basket throwing, throwing, throwing......" The girl pouted, and before she finished speaking, she froze there with her mouth open.

It turned out that Chen Fei had already thrown the ball out when the girl spoke, and at the same time maintained a posture of turning his head. So before the girl finished speaking, the ball had already smashed into the basket again.

"Hmm, what did you just say?" After Chen Fei took Xiao Ran's pass, he turned his head again, clasped his ears, and showed a wicked smile. As soon as he finished speaking, his hands once again took a 38-style shooting pose, and then the basketball in his hand shot again.

"Ahh

"Oh my God, doesn't he shoot at the basket?"

"If the first one is Meng, then what do you say about these two?"

"Could it be that the eldest sister really wants to be a caddy for this uncle for an afternoon?"

"Shhh

Sure enough, when the girls turned their heads, they found that the girl's face was flushed, red and purple, half of them were angry by Chen Fei's cheap smile, and half of them were ashamed of their status as a caddie.

Chen Fei saw that the girl's face was not good-looking, so he was no longer angry with her, turned his head to face the basket, and made a serious gesture, at least he could give the girl a feeling, even if she lost, she would not feel too wronged.

Looking at Chen Fei, who was seriously pitching, the girl kept shouting in her heart: "No, no, no, three don't!" However, the basketball in Chen Fei's hands was as if it had been calculated, and every shot was the same strength, the same angle, the same trajectory, and even the position and strength of the board were exactly the same.

Four shots, four hits, five hits, five hits......

When Chen Fei's ninth throw smashed the board into the basket again, with the uproar of the women, the girl's expression darkened.

Chen Fei, who got the ball again, turned his head, smiled at her with a basketball and said, "Why don't you throw this ball for you?" If I don't make it, I don't need you to pick up the ball for me, just stop calling me uncle. To tell the truth, Chen Fei was soft-hearted, and he was afraid that he would hit this tsundere girl, and he would really cry when the time came, and he would not be happy, so he found her a step down.

"Cut! I'm willing to gamble and lose! I Ning Ruonan can afford to lose, isn't it just picking up a ball? Who is afraid of whom? Lily, you take them to practice shooting and layups first, and then I'll come back and have confrontation training later. Why are you stunned? Let's go, uncle!"

Ning Ruonan looked like an eldest sister and made a big gesture to the remaining five, and the taller girl finished ordering. Turning his head and beckoning Chen Fei to walk to the opposite venue, it was just the word "uncle", which not only added an accent, but also gritted his teeth.

"The little girl is quite stubborn!" Chen Fei shook his head and smiled bitterly, he was soft-hearted, but he didn't expect people to appreciate it.

Following Ning Ruonan to the basketball hoop opposite, the boy's father nodded and smiled at Chen Fei. The movement of the two of them fighting the ball before was not small, which naturally attracted his attention. The boy's father's name is Zhang Qiang, who has been dealing with basketball all the year round, so he can naturally see that Ning Ruonan has a good basketball foundation, but Chen Fei's shooting action is extremely non-standardized, and he looks like a wild man. After seeing Ning Ruonan's results of eight out of ten shots, he thought that this was a game without suspense, but he didn't expect to be completely defeated by Chen Fei's unreasonable hit rate. Nine shots, 100 percent hits, looking at the trajectory of almost the same goal nine times, he has no doubt that if Chen Fei throws again, it will definitely be ten shots.

Muscle memory is a training content that every professional basketball player has to do every day, because on the court, there is no time for you to prepare, aim, sometimes you have to shoot immediately when you receive the ball, all you can do is to shoot the ball according to the position you are standing, with the fastest speed, the most accurate force and angle. At this time, the grasp of strength and angle often relies on the athlete's conditioned reflex, which relies on muscle memory.

The development of muscle memory is very slow, and if you want to train muscle memory, you need to perform the same movement countless times over and over again, and when the conditioned reflex is formed, it can be considered as practice. For basketball players, the different shooting strengths and angles in different positions are the muscle memory they need to train. Chen Fei's nine almost identical shots are the embodiment of muscle memory.

Although Ning Ruonan's shooting is very accurate, it can only be said that her basic skills are very good, but she has not practiced muscle memory, which is usually airdropping, if someone defends or interferes, Ning Ruonan can have half of the shooting rate, even if thank God.

However, Chen Fei's shooting was out of instinct, especially the first three head-turning shots, which were completely based on muscle memory. Zhang Qiang has reason to believe that on the field, as long as Chen Fei gets the ball at this point, he can throw the ball out of the previous path as soon as possible, without aiming at all, it is completely instinctive, which is usually called the feel.

So those pitchers on the court, behind every goal they scored, was the result of countless shooting drills at the same point. And the so-called lack of feeling and bad state, in addition to really having worries, nervousness or injuries, most of them are euphemisms for not being able to train at home. (The personal opinion of non-basketball lovers, don't spray if you don't like it, the plot needs it, for reference only.) ）

Straight to the point.

After Zhang Qiang saw Chen Fei and Ning Ruonan coming over, he took the initiative to pull his son to sit on the bench on the side to rest and give them the venue. He took a sip of water and carefully observed the two people in the arena.

Ning Ruonan stood under the rebound, turned his head and said to Chen Fei: "Hey, uncle, let's start! But let's talk in advance, I'll pick up the ball for you for an hour!"

"OK!" After Chong Ning Ruonan nodded, Chen Fei stood outside the three-point line, still facing the direction of the rebound.

Bang!

The same posture, the same trajectory, the same sound, the same goal. Naturally, it was the same landing point, and Ning Ruonan had already expected it, standing under the basket. Catch the basketball as soon as the basketball falls and pass it to Chen Fei.