In the corner of the court, Mu Chenfeng was shooting alone, which seemed out of place with the lively atmosphere around him, but this did not affect him at all.

"Huh? Someone is practicing? Through the dim light, Leo noticed a familiar figure flickering in the innermost court, and because the light was too dim, he couldn't tell who it was in the darkness for a while, but he was sure that he must have seen this person.

"What's so strange about this, it's a basketball court, and it's normal for people to play." The rest of the team-mates didn't care about it, it was a great game tonight, and they preferred to focus on the game rather than be distracted from an insignificant person.

Leo also wanted to retract his attention, but he would always look at the court inside, "Do you think that figure is familiar?" ”

"Nope." After a perfunctory glance, his teammates replied in a more perfunctory tone.

"He seems to be the Chinese boy who just joined the team today." Leo suddenly remembered Mu Chenfeng, that figure was exactly the same as Mu Chenfeng.

"It's a little bit like that." When Leo said this, the other teammates also reconfirmed that they were indeed somewhat similar to Mu Chenfeng, with the same movements and body shape.

"You say he's Mu Chenfeng?" Oscar, who didn't pay attention to this matter, had no intention of continuing to watch the game after hearing the words "Chinese boy", but focused on Mu Chenfeng.

In the dark, Mu Chenfeng can only shoot with a faint light, but this does not affect his feel too much, since Oscar paid attention to him, he has hit 11 goals in a row, which is not counting the previous consecutive hits, and his excellent shooting ability successfully helped him gain the attention of his teammates.

Seeing the slightly surprised looks of his teammates, Felix on the side couldn't sit still, "It's nothing, he once hit more than 100 goals in a row in training camp." ”

100 balls? This figure is a bit exaggerated, and teammates have expressed disbelief, if you hit more than ten or twenty goals in a row, it is still within the understandable range, and hitting 100 goals in a row is too unreal.

But this is indeed the case, and the record of consecutive hits on the record list of Nesmith's training camp so far still belongs to Mu Chenfeng, and no one can shake his status.

"He's really hit more than 100 shots in a row and none of them have been under the basket." Quick teammates have searched for information about Mu Chenfeng, because he is an international player, so there is not much content that can be searched, and most of them are old materials from two years ago, the most recent one is the report of his joining the NCAA, which has been two years since his last message.

"No wonder the school offered him a full scholarship."

As he spoke, Mu Chenfeng had already increased his number of consecutive hits to 20, which was already a very high level of shooting, and it was rare to be able to shoot such an amazing hit rate in the dim light.

"Is this guy an owl? How can you see a basket in such a dim light? Someone said in an incredible tone, because of the game, the lights are concentrated on the playing field, and the lights of other courts are in a state of extinguishment, so the rest of the court can only maintain the vision by the weak light of the playing field, the closer to the basket inside, the darker the light, the lower the visibility, the players can only barely distinguish the general outline of the basket and the rebound even the nearest basket, and completely lose the judgment of distance and height, in this case, let alone shooting, even the dribble is difficult to control the ball, But Mu Chenfeng managed to hit continuously in such a harsh environment.

In this environment, Oscar is not completely sure that he can throw the ball in like Mu Chenfeng.

"He doesn't see the basket, he feels it." Oscar saw Mu Chenfeng's way of shooting, in such a dark situation, it is impossible to accurately measure the distance from the basketball to the basket by relying only on the eyes, the reason why Mu Chenfeng will hit is completely by feeling and excellent muscle memory, in his daily training, such shots have been repeated hundreds of times, he can already rely on his eyes to "standardize" his shooting, the eyes only need to look at the general positioning, and the rest will be left to his body.

Mu Chenfeng's shots, as long as they are in the same position, the action of the shot, the height of the ball, the rhythm of the ball, and even the rotation of the basketball are fixed, which provides a strong stability for his shots, so that every time he scores ends in a hollow, and it is rare to bump into the basket and rebound.

"This kid is kind of interesting." The corners of Oscar's mouth rose slightly, and he remembered Mu Chenfeng's name in his heart.

'Trust me, he's a fantastic player.' Felix swore by it.

"No matter how strong a player is, he has to be able to play." The words of his teammates are simply crits, and he bluntly said what Mu Chenfeng is currently in, indeed, talent is only real talent when it is shown on the field, what is the difference between a "genius" who can't even play and waste, even if it's Michael Jordan, it's no different from an ordinary substitute if he can't play.

However, the right to draw up team lists and tactics was firmly in Barton's own hands, and since the moment he received the coaching whip from UCLA, he took the "power of life and death" of the team from the hands of the school to his own hands, and the school was only responsible for recruitment, and the rest of the ball Barton was fully responsible, and the school was no longer involved.

Letting Mu Chenfeng sit at the end of the bench is also Barton's arrangement, if he can't get Patton, then Mu Chenfeng will never get the chance to play.

"I'm sure he'll play one day." Felix said firmly.

"Training and playing games are two different things, even if you train well, you may not be able to play much on the field, and if you can play at 50 per cent, it is good." Before Mu Chenfeng's official debut, Oscar's evaluation of him has been in a relatively neutral attitude, but after all, he has played in the NCAA for four years, and he knows the cruelty of the NCAA better than anyone else.

"With us, hard work has long been a matter of course." Oscar stared at Mu Chenfeng's shadow moving in the darkness and said, "Only the one who works harder is worthy of reaching the top." ”

wow

The field of the game is already boiling, because a lore was born in this field.

The cheers didn't disturb Mu Chenfeng's training, he didn't stop to figure out what was going on, he didn't care about it, he just wanted to get a chance to play now, even if it was only for a minute.