A controversy about Ye Feng finally came to an end.

And Ye Feng, who won a big victory, did not express a word of opinion at all.

On the morning of November 22, Ye Feng practiced a mid-range pull-up jump shot under the guidance of Dell Curry.

Just then, an uninvited guest appeared.

"Coach?"

Ye Feng was taken aback, Paul Silas actually came to Ye Feng's rented private arena.

Paul greeted Ye Feng with a smile and exchanged pleasantries with Dale Curry.

The NBA circle is so big, of course, players and coaches know each other.

"Ye, I want to do a shooting test for you today, it shouldn't delay your training, right?"

Paul got straight to the point.

"Naturally!"

Although Ye Feng didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Paul's gourd, he wouldn't be stupid enough to refuse.

"Dale, Zhang, would you like to help?"

Paul asked again.

"No problem."

Old Curry naturally has no excuse to refuse, after all, the boss agreed.

Zhang Mofu had nothing to say.

"Shoot 50 three-pointers in the bottom corner first, Dale and I pick up the ball together, and you can take care of the numbers."

Before the test began, Paul also changed into a basketball training uniform.

As a player-turned-head coach, Paul maintains a very good figure, and although he is in his 60s, he still has some muscle contours.

The tests officially began.

Paul passed the basketball in his hand to Ye Feng.

When Ye Feng received the basketball, he jumped up with his hands, holding the ball with his right hand and protecting the ball with his left hand. Then with a flick of the wrist of his right hand, the basketball flew out.

Glide through the air in a graceful arc and fall into the net bag.

Swish!

Hollow hits.

At this time, the elder Curry passed the spare basketball in his hand to Paul, and then picked up the basketball that Ye Feng had just thrown.

Paul didn't stop passing the basketball to Ye Feng again.

Swish!

Also in the middle.

The third goal, huh!

The fourth goal, huh!

The fifth goal, huh!

......

"50 balls, all hits, and all hollow hits."

Zhang Mofu proudly reported the data of his boss.

In fact, there is no need to say it, Paul and Curry Sr. are both in their eyes.

"I'm ashamed of this stability!"

Old Curry said with a wry smile.

As one of the most famous sharpshooters in the history of the league, Curry Sr. shot 40.2% from three-point range in his career, which was absolutely super accurate in that era of iron-blooded defense.

But compared to the empty three-point shot, the old Curry is also ashamed.

It's a person, he has ups and downs, and there will be times when he is not right.

But if you look at Ye Feng, the arc of each ball is exactly the same, as if it was carved out of a mold.

50 balls, all hollow hits, didn't even touch the basket.

Old Curry has begun to fantasize that if Ye Feng is allowed to participate in the three-point competition, wouldn't he have to get a full score? Is there still a suspense in the game?

"Left 45 degree angle, 50!"

On the other side, Paul began the second test.

The first goal, huh!

The second goal, whew!

......

As always, there were no twists and turns, all hollow hits.

"Top of the arc, 50!"

This time, Paul made a color to the old Curry, and the old Curry immediately understood and passed the ball much faster.

Paul also threw a pass, quickly handed the ball into Ye Feng's hands, and then began to receive the second ball.

Swish!

The first ball hits.

Ye Feng just shot to the ground, and the second ball flew over.

Without thinking much about it, Ye Feng jumped up and threw it.

Swish!

......

"50 balls at the top of the arc, all hits, and all of them are hollow!"

"50 balls at a 45-degree angle on the right side, all hits, and all of them are hollow!"

"50 balls in the bottom right corner, all hits, and all of them are hollow!"

With Zhang Mofu's report, Paul and Curry Sr. began to be depressed.

Is Ye Feng still human?

If you are a normal person, shooting 250 three-pointers, you are tired and tired, and it is absolutely impossible to maintain a standard shooting posture.

But Ye Feng shot them all, just like a shooting machine.

This test is obviously a perfect score.

Although Paul was depressed, his eyes were shining, and he nodded from time to time, obviously very satisfied with Ye Feng's performance.

At lunchtime, the four of them ate in the lounge next to the arena.

The four of them ate their own lunches.

Curry Sr. still maintains good living habits, but the cash in the meals is much more beautiful than the nutritious meals of athletes.

As for Zhang Mofu, it is purely delicious and what to eat, after all, he is just an agent, and he does not need to have such strict dietary requirements.

Ye Feng's lunch is a standard nutritious meal, chicken breast, fish, broccoli, hummus, cherry tomatoes, bananas......

But when Paul looked at it, he was not very pleased.

Ye Feng's rice is a good match, but the meal is drizzled with a lot of sauce-like things.

As we all know, the key to a nutritious meal is not only the combination of food, but also less salt, less oil and less seasoning.

After all, the NBA is very intense and has a long schedule.

Not counting the summer league and playoffs, there are also seven preseason games and 82 regular season games, and no one can stay at the top of their game from start to finish.

Eating nutritious meals, refusing junk food, and reducing oil and salt are important means to maintain physical condition.

Paul had heard that James was doing a very good job in this area. It seems that Ye Feng's self-discipline is a little worse.

"Coach, Ye's nutritious meal looks good, this is a nutritious meal specially prepared for him by his uncle."

Or the old Curry old goblin, spotting Paul's attitude, immediately explained.

"Huh?"

Paul didn't react for a moment.

"Do you see the sauce on the top of Ye's nutritious meal? It's actually made of Chinese medicine. Ye's uncle is a master of traditional Chinese medicine diet, and he is the best at diet therapy and dietary supplements, and the food he makes is super delicious, and the key is to meet the requirements of the club. ”

Curry Sr. said.

"Really?"

Paul was a little unconvinced, but there was still a fish and a bear's paw in this world.

"Of course, it's all calculated in the heat of the day, and I've eaten it once, and it's especially good for recovery. It's healthy and delicious, and it's not at all comparable to the nutritionists in the club. ”

Curry Sr. said.

"Okay."

Old Curry said so, and Paul couldn't have believed it.

"Ye, I don't know if your uncle is willing to design nutritious meals for the club, and the salary is easy to say."

Paul had the idea of recruiting Uncle Ye Feng.

After all, if this nutritious meal is really delicious and healthy, it is still very good for helping the players control their mouths.

Usually the players don't like to eat nutritious meals, isn't it because they are unpalatable?

"Coach, don't think about it. Ye's uncle is a big name in the Phoenix catering industry, and his net worth is not weaker than some rich people, how can he deign to be a nutritionist? ”

Old Curry replied in place of Ye Feng.

Paul was disappointed.

"Although my uncle can't come by himself, he can report the situation of each player to him, and he can design all the packages."

Ye Feng said suddenly.

(End of chapter)