Although the summer has passed, the sun is still shining after 3 p.m.

On the outdoor basketball court at Butler University, countless teenagers are sweating in this scorching heat. For college students who have not yet fully stepped into society, it is very pleasant to spend an entire afternoon on the basketball court.

Butler University has a lot of basketball courts, after all, they are a school that is qualified to play in the NCAA Division I League. The basketball atmosphere is still very strong in this school, especially last night, when the Bulldogs had just won.

But among them, there is one place that is very special. It is an open-air field surrounded by large trees, and the basketball court is separated from the outside world by a high barbed wire fence.

Inside the basketball court, only one person is shooting. But behind the barbed wire fence outside the basketball court, it was crowded with countless men and women!

"Oh my God, he looks so much stronger up close than he did last night!"

"It doesn't look high, he actually beat Halan Gaudi yesterday!"

"Hey, Tina, you'll come with me and ask for his phone number later, okay?"

Countless people were outside the barbed wire fence to judge the guy who shot the ball on the court, but no one dared to set foot on that field.

After last night's game, Yiyang's popularity has not changed, but at least on the campus of Butler University, he is definitely a star.

Today is the second day after the game, Stevens has no training scheduled, but Yiyang can't hold back, so he plans to play on the street venue he is familiar with.

The weather was nice this afternoon, and there were a lot of people playing. But Yiyang looked around, and still no one stepped into the court.

"Hey." Looking at the chattering crowd outside the barbed wire, Yiyang shook his head in disappointment.

I pitched here for most of the day, but I still couldn't make it. Yiyang picked up the basketball and prepared to leave. It seems that today, this ball addiction can't be passed.

Just as he stepped out of the basketball court, countless girls let out exaggerated screams, and some boys also took the opportunity to pat Yiyang's shoulder.

How did Yiyang know that after yesterday's game, no one in this school dared to play with him on the field field.

A guy who can make Harlan Gaudi burst into a sieve, isn't it self-inflicted humiliation to fight him?

Yiyang didn't wave to his fans and smile charmingly like other college stars.

This guy didn't turn his head back, he didn't even have an expression, he just hugged the basketball and left.

It takes a long time to get a guy who is used to being lonely to accept the life of being watched.

After getting away from the crowd, Yiyang sat down on a bench, and his arrival naturally scared away the sparrows that roosted here.

Yiyang took out his mobile phone, and he rarely took the initiative to call anyone other than his mother. But today, this call he had to make.

After dialing that number, the phone rang twice and was immediately connected.

"What's wrong? Also. On the other end of the line, it was Stevens' voice.

"Stevens, you said you would rewrite my training plan for me, you said you would let me play professional basketball and play in the NBA. But what have we done in the past three days? Aside from last night's game, I'm resting but resting! I may not have seen much, but I'm not a fool! I know what it means to play professional basketball and the NBA, and I know that no player breaks into professional basketball by taking a break! Yiyang didn't call Stevens a coach or a gentleman, firstly, because Yiyang was used to calling him by his first name. Second, Yiyang is indeed a little angry now.

He didn't want to waste a day just doing nothing, how could he not put into action what he had said?

Stevens on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then burst into an exaggerated laugh.

"Hahaha, you are the first person I have been a coach for so many years to give up rest after the game and take the initiative to ask for training! Oh my God, there are people in this world who like to torture themselves. The reason why I'm telling you to rest the day before and the day after the race is so that you can get back as much as possible and avoid injuries. Since you're so insistent, that's good. I'll be waiting for you at the training ground at six o'clock this afternoon. Change your gear and do you want to train? I'll train you! ”

"Okay, six o'clock, training hall, see you or leave." Yiyang hung up the phone and glanced at the sunny sky. It's time for the end of your relaxing time.

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When Yiyang changed his clothes and stepped into the stadium last night, Brad. Stevens was already waiting there.

The two looked at each other on the empty basketball court, and it wasn't until Stevens waved at Yiyang that Yiyang leaned towards his head coach.

"What do you think of your performance yesterday?" Stevens put his arm around Yiyang's shoulders and sat on the bench.

"Don't tell me that dealing with journalists is the key to playing in the professional league." Seeing that Stevens's question was very similar to yesterday's reporter, Yiyang couldn't help but cast a contemptuous gaze.

"I'm serious, too. What do you think of your performance last night? Stevens, who usually likes to joke, didn't laugh this time.

Yiyang looked at the dome of the basketball arena and recalled his first NCAA game. "Not bad."

"It's not bad, you beat Haaland Gaudi's college star player, and you became the target of countless people's pursuit. But you're still too far from professional basketball. Stevens's outspokenness surprised Yiyang.

"Shooting, you only shot once in the middle range yesterday. And that's the only shot you take in the whole game. You know your weaknesses better than everyone else, your shots aren't consistent enough! So, I called Mr. Burrese, our shooting coach, to teach you how to pitch from the ground up! As soon as Stevens clapped his hands, a strong, bald coach walked out of the tunnel of players.

"Teach me to shoot?" Yiyang thinks this is really a bit incredible, shooting is the most basic thing in basketball. The way Stevens wants to take him to the world of professional basketball is to teach him to shoot?

"That's right, boy, teach you how to shoot! Your shooting moves seem to be pretty standard, but due to a lack of strict requirements and training, you don't have the action done in many details. That's why your shooting percentage isn't consistent enough. I know, you'd say a lot of NBA stars don't shoot. But believe me, those who "can't shoot" in the NBA league are definitely accurate in the NCAA!

Times are different now, and if a guard player can't shoot, his development in professional basketball will be greatly limited. Let's start with shooting, and when your shooting percentage has improved, let's start the next step. With that, Stevens stood up and shook hands with the bald coach next to him.

"I gave this kid to you."

"Don't worry, he's not bad yet." The bald coach smiled slightly.

Stevens knew that college players needed less complicated training to break into professional basketball. Basic skills, basic skills are the most lacking thing in this group of geniuses!

When you have John. After Wall's speed, you ignore your own shooting weaknesses. When you have Dwight. Howard's body, you ignore your own technical shortcomings.

Talented players always have a specialty that allows them to thrive in the NCAA.

But professional basketball is different, and many NCAA star players will only look mediocre when they enter the NBA. Because of their talent, it's no surprise in the NBA as a league. Yiyang is indeed fast, but in the arena of professional basketball, there are many guys who are faster than him! Stevens doesn't want Yiyang to become one of these mediocre people, and to improve Yiyang's weakness, this is Stevens's training policy.

"Alright boy, let's get started. First of all, I'm going to make some changes to the details of your shooting moves. Don't be nervous buddy, as long as you are serious and shooting, it is always the easiest to practice. The shooting coach named Burreth immediately threw himself into the work, fiddling with Yiyang's hand and telling him where he wasn't doing well enough.

Yiyang looked at Stevens' back in the distance, and still chose to trust this young marshal. Inaccurate shooting? I'm going to show you!

"That's right, yes. In the future, whether in games or training, if you want to shoot a three-point shot, you are not allowed to use the NCAA three-point line. I want you to shoot one step from beyond the three-point line, and you need to get ready for the NBA's farther three-point line now, you know? "The three-point shooting percentage of college shooters after entering the NBA is miserable, and this kind of thing, Burres can see a lot of such things.

Yiyang looked at the distance that was a little too far for him, and then looked at the basketball in his hand. The kid jumps and shoots. Accompanied by the coach, he began to bump towards the door of the NBA.

Stevens sneaked a glimpse of Yiyang's performance through the crack in the gym door, and he tried very hard to repeat the shot, and his patience didn't look like a kid at all.

This boy who is in a hurry to grow up, the speed of growth must be quite amazing, right......