Su Ling didn't really forget his tablemate, he just got to know his new classmates out of a friendly attitude, and then he didn't turn around since then, but asked Ye Xiaoyan very seriously, and went to the commissary at noon today to buy a box of Meiji yogurt for her to drink, saying that it was a thank you gift for soy milk in the morning. Ye Xiaoyan felt that she really couldn't hate him, this boy could give her a gentleness far beyond that disappointment every time he was a little disappointed in him, it was really foul to do this.

After school, after saying goodbye to Ye Xiaoyan in a hurry, Su Ling ran to the next class, called Zhou Zhehao, and then rushed to the gymnasium. The coach was already there when he arrived, and there was an extra rack with a total of twelve brand-new Spalding basketballs on three floors.

"Wow, Coach, is this our new ball?" Su Ling had already seen the coach before, and after changing into sneakers, he touched these high-end indoor balls like a baby.

"Yes, I asked the school for a small sum of money, and I bought it specially. And the mop too, give me the ball first, try the mop first. Different from the previous smile, the coach handed him the mop as if he had changed his face.

Su Ling reluctantly took the mop, rubbed his shoes on it, and then struggled to start dusting the basketball court. Zhou Zhehao, who was originally on the side, smiled mockingly: "Hahaha, like a younger brother." ”

Su Ling thought to himself, don't laugh, the next unlucky person is you.

"Are you on the basketball team too?" Coach Jeff looked at Zhou Zhehao, the latter nodded stiffly, Jeff took another mop out of nowhere, and looked at Su Ling's side, the meaning was obvious, let's work brother.

Then Zhou Zhehao could only clean up with me with a bitter gourd face, the general training time is from 6 o'clock to half past eight, but those people are like the old man, how late they can come, even if today is the first training camp for the new coach, they didn't come too early, and they came in with a very strong smell of smoke.

The coach's expressionless face sank suddenly, and the group of people who had just come in couldn't see that the coach was such a big person, but they still came in with a lot of fun. When everyone was over, the coach came over.

"Su Ling, Zhou Zhehao."

"Here!" The two spoke in unison.

"Start warm-up training, run two full-court round-trips, two full-court layups without the ball, and raise your legs for a full-court ......" The coach listed them all for us, and the others were not convinced, and asked the coach what about us?

"The rest, by the minute, you, 7 minutes late, seven laps, you, 15 minutes late, 15 laps, as for the few of you who are an hour late, sixty laps, finish the run and do the warm-up I said before, and then we start the selection, if you don't want to, you can leave now." The coach's voice is deep, and his voice is an extra intimidating power on this empty basketball court. Su Ling thought that he thought that there was a coach Anxi, but he didn't expect it to be Coach Carter.

"How can you finish sixty laps?" Chu Ziyang, the leader, was instantly unconvinced, his ball skills are very strong, 193 is fast and has a lot of offensive tricks, and the reason why the school team can have several other bastards to play games and win a few games is all due to his strength, although he doesn't like their bullying, but Su Ling is still very convinced by his skills.

"If you don't run, how do you know if you're done?" The coach asked rhetorically.

"Huh? Why do we have to listen to you? Chu Ziyang, who is accustomed to making his own decisions and has enough strength, resisted directly, this has always been his home field, and even the old coach will listen to him. He's a little shorter than the coach, but he's very small in front of him.

"Oh?" The coach didn't laugh angrily, but his clenched fists told Su Ling that Chu Ziyang was afraid that it was going to be cold.

"Playing two balls? If you lose, you will point fingers, and if you win, you will do whatever I say. The coach is still the coach in the morning, the familiar feeling is back, Su Ling feels that the coach's hard-line style is handsome, and he thinks that he has fortunately not thought about quitting.

"Hit, you said, I won and I made the decision, let you run sixty laps and you have to do it." Chu Ziyang looked arrogant, pointed at him and said, as if he was afraid that he would regret it.

"Brother, he's a former NCAA ......," the big fat man next to him reminded him.

"It's just a coach, 100% explosive." The American men he met in the sports park were all poor in dribbling, and none of them could prevent him. Besides, the average of 30 points per game can definitely give him enough confidence.

Without further ado, everyone stood on the side first, freeing up a half court to start the heads-up between the two.

"You go first." The coach passed the ball to Chu Ziyang and took the initiative to stand at the free throw line. Chu Ziyang didn't say much, his eyes changed after catching the ball, and his whole person became cold.

After a second of silence, Chu Ziyang started, like a vigorous jaguar, he didn't go anywhere, after an extremely hard dribble, he jumped directly in front of the coach, and his beautiful backward jump shot was the same as Kobe's posture.

"Huh!"

The parabola was not high, but the ball was fast, hollow into the net, and the first goal was scored cleanly. He watched the coach retreat defiantly, not even picking up the ball. The coach didn't say anything, and the people around him didn't dare to speak, so Su Ling took the initiative to pick up the ball and throw it back.

didn't wash the ball, Chu Ziyang directly threw the second ball after receiving the ball, and the ball went in again, it was still the ball passed back by Su Ling. This time, the coach stepped forward a little bit, and the defense was closer.

Chu Ziyang grinned, this was his plan, to provoke him with a pitch to make his defense tighter, and then he could use his speed and breakthrough.

The right foot is tentatively stepped and then taken directly at a surprisingly fast pace. Ordinary people may have been shaken away at this time, but the coach followed up at once, Chu Ziyang dribbled under his crotch and dribbled behind his back to try to shake his center of gravity, but the coach's footsteps completely blocked his breakthrough opportunity.

"Smack!"

With a loud bang, the heavy hand landed on the ball accurately, and the ball smashed into Chu Ziyang's ball, and the next moment when he exclaimed that it was not good, the coach had already passed through it and grabbed the lost ball.

Ball exchange.

The coach pulls it out directly, and the ball goes into the net. Some of the junior people secretly whispered good balls, and the older ones looked at their boss with some concern. If their backbone fails, they will also fail, and they will run with them later.

"What's your name?" The coach took the ball and said to him.

"Chu Ziyang." Chu Ziyang replied, his eyes fixed on him.

"Chu Ziyang, you are too weak." The coach began to taunt back. As soon as the words fell, the whole person passed through Chu Ziyang with a crotch, and when Chu Ziyang turned around to make up for the defense, he only felt that the light behind him was blocked, and a huge figure had already jumped high. At that moment, he suddenly felt a sense of weakness in his heart, as if everything he did was futile and useless. The coach didn't even look at the basket, staring at Chu Ziyang's slamming the ball into his hands.

"Bang!"

Strong reflexes, faster start than him, confident three-pointers, all of this seems to indicate that I am stronger than you. The coach still wanted to play, but Chu Ziyang was unwilling, he threw the ball out violently, dropped the sentence "I'm not playing" and walked out of the court by himself, and those of his accomplices also followed. Su Ling knew this feeling of being dominated, Chu Ziyang was stronger than him, and now that his self-confidence was shattered, it would only be a shame for him to continue in front of others.

"Is there anything else you want to quit?" The coach scanned the surroundings, and everyone was silent and did not speak.

"I said, is there anything else to quit!" The coach shouted even louder.

"No, ......," Su Ling and the others replied weakly.

"Not loud enough! Anything else to quit about? The coach shouted again.

"Nope!" Su Ling and the others also shouted in reply.

"Very good, the penalty run, the penalty run, the warm-up, and then we prepare for the trials." The coach looked at the more than 20 people in front of him again, with a serious face.

It was the quietest training session ever held in the gym.