Zhang Yufeng sat sullenly on the ground, his whole mind was on basketball, so he didn't notice Yang Juncheng standing on the edge of the court. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He was angry now, and he felt even more frustrated.

When a person works hard, hard, and hard for a goal, but can't see the results he wants and can't get the results he expects, he will inevitably be a little discouraged.

Zhang Yufeng is no exception, he is also a mortal, he is still a child, he has practiced countless backward jump shots, but he did not achieve the expected results, he can't help but be a little angry and discouraged.

He sat on the ground, looking at the basketball in front of him, and a voice came out of his mind more than once.

"Forget it, if you can't give up, your current skills can run rampant in the junior high school basketball world, and you are already a first-class scoring guard in the entire Xuanyang City, what are you pursuing? Isn't it a waste of time here? ”

The voice kept echoing in his mind, and there was a moment when he really wanted to get up and walk away.

But he didn't move, just sat dumbfounded, because of his self-esteem, his love for basketball.

His strong self-esteem didn't allow him to leave, and his love for basketball didn't allow him to leave.

After sitting for a while, he sighed, gritted his teeth, stood up, picked up the basketball on the ground, and began to shoot.

With the emotions of love and hate, after all, it is another practice, maybe the dream is like this, and the love is the same, even if basketball abuses me thousands of times, I still treat it like my first love.

Dribble low, change direction and break through, stop and jump back, and still hit the iron!

Again.

Still striking iron!

Again.

Still striking iron.

Yang Juncheng couldn't stand it anymore, walked to the court, and said with a hint of banter: "Are you practicing a backward jump shot?" ”

Zhang Yufeng was startled by the sudden voice, turned to look at Yang Juncheng, thinking of the joking tone he had just made, it was estimated that he had seen the picture of himself striking iron all the time, and his self-esteem began to haunt him again, and he hated him a little.

"You won't see it yourself?" Zhang Yufeng said coldly, turned around and continued to practice.

Yang Juncheng shrugged helplessly, thinking in his heart, "It seems that this young man has a temper, and that's right, after practicing for so long but getting nothing, I'm angry too." ”

"If you want to practice your step-back shot, you need to practice your shooting well, and a standard shooting stance is the foundation of any other shooting technique." Yang Juncheng said, a little less flirtatious and a little more serious in his tone.

Zhang Yufeng frowned slightly, with a little disdain in his heart, he dared to despise his shooting ability.

He stood on the outside of the three-point line and took a step inside, bent his knees, focused, and jumped up to shoot.

A standard jump shot.

The basketball streaked through the dim glow of the searchlight and landed firmly into the hoop.

Yang Juncheng's eyes were full of incredulity, just one ball, he could judge Zhang Yufeng's shooting level, so he was surprised.

"Well, I didn't say that before." He said.

"Why don't you practice your step-back jumper on the spot, but you practice your pull-back jumper." He asked again.

"Because it's not easy to lean back on the spot, the strength under your feet is more when you stop urgently." Zhang Yufeng replied, and then he was very annoyed, even he didn't know why he wanted to answer the question of the middle-aged uncle in front of him.

"Oh." Yang Juncheng nodded and said, "Have you always practiced by yourself?" Didn't anyone teach you? ”

"My teacher was Kobe." Zhang Yufeng said that when he mentioned Kobe, he was slightly proud.

"Oh?" Yang Juncheng pretended to be surprised, "Kobe Bryant is your teacher, so you haven't practiced the step-back jumper." ”

"What the hell are you here for? It's okay, don't bother me to practice. Zhang Yufeng was a little annoyed, this was clearly a naked mockery!

"I'm here to help you." Yang Juncheng said, more and more like the teenager in front of him, with his vicious eyes, through the observation just now, he has already seen that Zhang Yufeng is a teenager with basketball talent, but what level is still to be determined.

"You?" Zhang Yufeng's face was full of disbelief.

"What? Not convinced? Yang Juncheng said with a smile.

Zhang Yufeng shook his head.

"Bring the ball." Yang Juncheng waved for the ball.

Zhang Yufeng flicked his wrist and passed the ball out.

Yang Juncheng took the ball, dribbled, found rhythm, changed direction to break through, and made a quick stop and back-to-back jumper.

The basketball dangled a few times around the hoop and fell in.

Zhang Yufeng opened his mouth, very surprised, he didn't expect this middle-aged uncle to be so powerful.

Yang Juncheng shook his wrist and said modestly: "I didn't warm up, and my hand felt a little stiff, but fortunately, the ball went in." ”

It was originally a modest word, but when it came to Zhang Yufeng's ears, it became a proud show-off, so he squinted his eyes and looked unhappy, "It's okay." ”

"Haha!" Yang Juncheng laughed, "How's it going?" Now trust me to help you. ”

Zhang Yufeng said: "I am not related to you, why should you help me?" ”

"Because I love it!" Yang Juncheng said.

“.…..” Zhang Yufeng was speechless, and thought to himself, "What a weirdo." ”

Yang Juncheng's face changed suddenly, and he said seriously: "The backward jump shot is a difficult shooting technique, the purpose is to prevent the person who is being targeted from covering the hot pot, it needs to take off the time and the angle of the back tilt very accurately, the most important thing is the balance and landing when in the air, if you are not careful, you will sit on, and even sprain your ankle!" ”

"The step-back jumper also requires strong physical coordination and the ability to stay in the air, and your teacher, Kobe, has both of these things, so you will often see his flowing and inexplicable back-up in the game, and of course, the jaw-dropping back-up!"

While explaining, he didn't forget to tease Zhang Yufeng.

Zhang Yufeng listened, his face was slightly red, and he said: "After talking for a long time, I have said some nonsense, can you say something useful." ”

"Don't worry!" Yang Juncheng said leisurely, "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry." ”

"If you don't talk about it in a hurry, you have to talk about it all night." Zhang Yufeng said helplessly.

"Now there's your question, do you want to hear it?" Yang Juncheng said, ignoring his anti-ridicule.

"Listen!" Zhang Yufeng immediately looked serious, and his eyes stared at him directly.

"I've been watching for a long time, and your bounce is good, your explosiveness is enough, and your jump time is just right, but didn't you notice that the ball you shot out was a bit stiff?" Yang Juncheng said.

"It's not that the feel is not soft, but under the soft feel, there is a trace of hardness." He added.

Zhang Yufeng's eyes were confused, thinking back to the scene of his practice, and he waved his wrist again, but he didn't find anything wrong.

"Let's put it this way, don't deliberately jump backwards when you jump up and shoot, as long as your body moves backwards properly, moving too far backwards will cause a lack of hand strength, so your shooting is a little stiff." Yang Juncheng explained, "Moreover, the backward jump shot mainly relies on the strength of the waist and abdomen, rather than the force from your feet, and you just have too much force under your feet, resulting in insufficient strength in the upper body, so that the strength on your waist cannot be used, resulting in your lack of time in the air, affecting your shooting." ”

Zhang Yufeng frowned, nodded thoughtfully, and listened to some of the truth in his analysis, he used to practice always entangled in the height of the jump and the distance of the backward jump, thinking that jumping high and moving back far can avoid being blocked, and he jumps high and far, and the shooting posture is also very standard, so he thinks that as long as he practices more, he can throw it, and now that he thinks about it, it is a little too simple.

"You try again as I say, don't deliberately pursue the height of the jump and the distance of the back jump, and concentrate the strength on the waist, abdomen and arms." Yang Juncheng said, with anticipation in his eyes.

Zhang Yufeng dribbled, simply changed direction, stopped sharply after finding the rhythm, according to what Yang Juncheng said, he didn't jump with all his strength, just a little hard, jumped up, felt the strength of his waist and abdomen, stabilized his body, leaned back slightly, raised his elbows, and pulled his wrists!

Feel good!

Zhang Yufeng and Yang Juncheng looked at the basketball flying in the air at the same time, with anticipation in their eyes!!