shiny maple floors.

Ten youthful and enthusiastic figures ran energetically on it.

"Defend, defend!"

Deng Hongfei was involved on the side of the substitute team, and opposite him was the main lineup of UW.

Reggie Miller and Brandon Roy stood side by side, silently watching everyone's runs during the game.

"Reggie, what do you think?"

Roy asked without looking back.

Reggie Miller has been watching this for almost an afternoon, and replied without thinking, "Deng Hongfei's off-ball ability needs to be strengthened, his strength lies in holding the ball, and there are indeed a lot of tricks, but after entering the NBA, he definitely doesn't have so much ball, so he must adapt to the off-ball play, fortunately, this kid seems to have a high basketball IQ, and he is groping how to intersperse, how to help teammates open up space, and how to stand in the most reasonable position." ”

As soon as this voice fell, his eyes flashed sharp, and he roared angrily into the arena, "What are you doing? Who asked you to give Deng Hongfei the right to fly the ball? ”

"Deng, hand over the ball!"

Miller's unmistakable roar reverberated through the arena.

Deng Hongfei, who got the ball in the low position on the field, heard the words and had to give the ball helplessly.

He knew that the master of running without the ball on the sidelines wanted to train his off-ball ability, but he was still full of all kinds of diaphragm, all kinds of unaccustomed, and would always go to the low post or use the cover to take the initiative to ask for the ball.

The feeling of not having a ball in your hand is like stepping on a ball of cotton, which always feels unreal.

"What's the matter, when you get the ball and there is a vacancy, you make a decisive shot, what does it mean to grind and chirp? Do you have to do a triple threat and do a bunch of moves to find your own point? ”

Reggie Miller's meticulous thunderous sound shook the arena.

So much so that the UW coaching staff such as Romar and Solomon not far away couldn't help but laugh, "These little guys are going to suffer." ”

"Especially Deng, who is used to attacking with the ball, really wants him to be a pure off-ball player, and it really takes a while to get used to it."

Solomon shook his head, his expression not as serious as it had been during training.

Romar, on the other hand, said, "It's actually good for him." ”

"He shouldn't have too many shots after he enters the league, so it's important to learn to play without the ball, and Reggie Miller can come here, not only to teach Deng Hongfei, but also to let other people gradually learn this kind of thinking."

"From a one-sided point of view, a good ball-off player will have a higher ceiling than a good ball-handler."

"And if a player can play well without the ball and with the ball, and find a balance in it, then he has the potential to be a star."

Romar commented on the sidelines, and Reggie Miller also clapped his hands and stopped the match.

He called Deng Hongfei, "Chris, you tell me your understanding of off-ball. ”

“ummm~”

Deng Hongfei fell into a deep groan.

The other players stared at him pitifully, seemingly gloating.

Roy, on the other hand, clasped his hands over his chest and said nothing.

After thinking for a while, Deng Hongfei spoke, "I think it should be at the most appropriate time to stand at the most suitable point." ”

"Wrong!"

Reggie Miller interrupted loudly, "It's in the deadliest position anytime, anywhere!" The moment you receive the ball, make a quick judgment and make the deadliest choice! ”

"Remember the word, deadly!"

"From tomorrow onwards, I'm going to focus on developing your off-ball shooting and off-ball running awareness."

"Now, immediately give me a special big ball and practice catching and shooting!"

The special big ball that Miller is talking about is a ball that is too big to be called a pervert.

The overall diameter is only two centimeters smaller than that of the basket.

In other words, if you hang the ball in the middle of the basket, there is only one centimeter of margin around it.

As for the weight, it's certainly as heavy as a standard ball.

It's just too hard to get the shot.

It's demanding, but the practice is effective over time.

Deng Hongfei did not raise any questions, walked directly to the side alone, and began to practice running without the ball with the help of UW trainers.

Reggie Miller was like an eye hanging over his head, following him all the way, staring at him and giving guidance according to Deng Hongfei's movements.

Although the way of guidance is a bit harsh.

"What? Are you walking? Running so slow, running so slow on the field, ten people blocking and dismantling you, you can't run the empty space. ”

"Speed up!"

"Slip the bottom line! Bring it up! Cut in! ”

"It's taken too long to adjust, the opportunities on the playing field are fleeting, and there is no time for you to adjust slowly!"

"What are you doing?! If you have your back to the basket when you receive the ball, you can sense the opponent's position in advance, and if there is space to turn over, what is there to hesitate?! ”

Reggie Miller's high-standard and demanding rebuke is like the speed at which a machine gun fires, wave after wave, without stopping.

It seems that Deng Hongfei's every action is a flaw in his eyes.

This kind of high-intensity, fast-paced training also made Deng Hongfei have no time to think calmly, and could only follow Reggie Miller's request to make corresponding changes.

For the first time, he found out that training was so tiring.

In the eyes of outsiders, Deng Hongfei is no different from running around the half-court to kill him, except for completing the action of catching and shooting.

It's too tiring to run like this, a lot of lactic acid accumulates, and the muscle state quickly turns red.

Soon, Deng Hongfei's face was covered with blood.

He gasped as if an invisible injection had begun to pour lead into his legs, heavier and heavier.

I saw that Deng Hongfei finally stopped, and untied the two weights tied at his ankles in front of Reggie Miller's deeply wrinkled brow.

In this way, the steps become brisk again.

"Did he train with these two bags strapped all the time?"

Reggie Miller looked at the two sandbags at his feet, picked them up, and raised his eyebrows, "It's quite heavy." ”

"Yes, that's what he's always asked for, and I don't think it's a bad thing for a player to get used to adding twenty or thirty pounds of weight under his feet." Roy's words quickly got Reggie Miller shaking his head.

"No, while the moment you take off the weight can make the player feel brisk on your feet, the downside of this is that it can skew the nerves' perception of power, which seems to have no disadvantages, but it actually affects the player's catch and shoot and the rhythm of the movement."

"So I can't wear this thing anymore, I didn't pay attention to it before."

Reggie Miller was ruthless and kicked the two punching bags away.

This move happened to fall in the eyes of Deng Hongfei, who ran towards him, and the latter's rapid running action couldn't help but stagnate, and his eyes were attracted by the two sandbags that were kicked open, so that there was a moment of trance.

Directly smashed by the ball passed by the trainer.