Chapter 3 Dribbling
A week ago, in the principal's room of Yucheng Sports School, Principal Ma and the newly recruited Teacher Ma sat looking at each other.
A young and sunny person, tall and big, sitting on the sofa straight, a fat figure, holding a large cup of wolfberry tea, and his eyes are introverted and deep.
"You go to report in the afternoon, the dormitory is not as good as the house, and there is a cafeteria......" Principal Ma suddenly changed his words in the middle of speaking, "Your mother is always worried about you, worried about you, you are such a big person, just worrying about it!" ”
Listening to Principal Ma's words, Teacher Ma stood up from the sofa with a one-meter-nine body, "Principal, if it's okay, I'll leave first!" ”
"Wait, there's a blind date......"
only heard a bang, and the moment the door closed, it also cut off Principal Ma's words.
He knows his son's character best, he has always eaten soft and not hard, and this time it was the child's soft grinding and hard bubbles that persuaded him to go home to become a basketball teacher, otherwise he would have to go abroad to play street basketball - if this life is wasted, and because of this, the child's hair is almost white.
Principal Ma hurriedly grabbed the phone and dialed the director, explained some things, and finally asked whether this year's student enrollment target had been completed.
"There are still more than a dozen people missing, I am doing mobilization work, and now parents are reluctant to put their children in sports schools, worried that there will be no future in the future, I think it is easier to add another cultural class, so that it is easier to recruit."
Based on the actual situation, the director made suggestions on the phone.
"Yes, yes, but it's hard to find teachers, especially cultural teachers who teach mathematics and Chinese, and the work is hard."
"I have a relative who just graduated from normal school this year, and if she can't find a teacher for a while, I'll let her go up."
Principal Ma understood the director's thoughts, the drunkard did not mean to drink, it may be that the director saw that the principal arranged for his son to be a teacher, so he also arranged for a relative to come to work.
Come on, come on, Principal Ma suddenly had a flash of inspiration and asked into the microphone, "Is your relative a female teacher or a male teacher......
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"Twenty times for the right hand!" Basketball teacher Ma Yuxuan's rough voice sounded in the indoor gymnasium.
It's been a month since school started, and the students have mastered the most basic left-handed dribble.
In just one month, Mr. Ma had the idea of resigning countless times, although basketball seems simple - throwing the ball into the basket, but the regular game contains complex and changeable tactics, not only physical confrontation but also a game between intelligence.
If you want to learn basketball well, you must like basketball, at the beginning these children were quite fond of basketball, after a month of boring dribbling training, except for a child named Xu Fei, no one else was willing to touch basketball.
These children are too young to feel the charm of basketball, and there are only seven people in the entire basketball class, and the basketball atmosphere is not high.
If it weren't for Principal Ma's repeated emphasis on the next class of students that the next class of students would be better, and the Education Bureau also attached great importance to basketball training and agreed to build a few more basketball hoops, Mr. Ma would really have walked away.
I hope next year will be better, Mr. Ma doesn't want to think too much, and calms down to guide the children's actions.
"Don't look at the ball when you dribble, look forward with your eyes and dribble with your fingertips instead of your palms."
When Mr. Ma came to Xu Fei, he said more than usual, he himself is a taciturn person, and basketball is like his second life, carrying his vitality and passion, so for those who love basketball, he is more willing to make friends - even if Xu Fei is his student, he is more willing to get along as a friend.
Xu Fei tried hard to adjust the tips of his fingers, and the amplitude of the dribble was as small as possible, and after a while, his arm began to ache slightly.
This body is still too small, sometimes I realize it, but the body can't keep up with the reaction, fortunately, Xu Fei has insisted on spitting in the past few years, and the state of internal and external movement makes him better than other children in learning to dribble.
"Good!" Teacher Ma nodded, and the thumping sound in his ears sounded very pleasant.
"Okay, now stride and dribble!"
When the seven children heard the teacher's command, they made a stride forward, leaned forward at an angle of about 30 degrees to the ground, and dribbled the ball on the spot with one hand.
There are a lot of basic skills in basketball, and individual basketball can be anatomized into two parts, the first is dribbling, and the second is shooting.
Dribbling is to increase the ball holder's sense of the ball, and actions such as dribbling breakthroughs, changing directions, and passing people are all based on dribbling.
"Change hands again!" Teacher Ma came to the front of the students and demonstrated with a standard dribbling posture, "Attention, don't look down at the ball, if you lose the ball, you will lose it, and if you start again, you must not watch the ball!" ”
Mr. Ma has also crossed the court for many years with his 1.9 meter posture, and he has basically seen any kind of player, and many people's playing styles are developed when they were young, such as weird shooting movements, shrugging shoulders and dribbling, and walking to the basket......
Now this group of children is laying the foundation, the dribbling action must be standardized, Mr. Ma deliberately spent a month to teach the children to dribble, but except for Xu Fei, the other people are not ideal.
"Change, pendulum dribble!"
Pendulum dribbling is when the left and right hands move the ball back and forth like a pendulum.
As the difficulty escalated, the students made more and more mistakes, and Mr. Ma, who witnessed all this, had to push the course of back dribbling backwards, and only by learning to walk first could he learn to run.
The morning passed quickly, and the time for dinner arrived.
The canteen of Yucheng Sports School is very distinctive, although there is only one floor, but there are three windows, one is a teacher's window, and two student windows, and the dishes at each window are different.
Gu Xu Fei's observation is that the teacher's food is the best, and he can eat as much meat and vegetables as he wants, and the teacher has few people, so he doesn't have to queue up.
The second is the red student window, which is basically one meat and two vegetables, but not all students can eat meals from this window.
Each student has a student ID card with an avatar on his chest, and each card is divided into different types of sports, such as Xu Fei, a basketball student is not allowed to play here, and only a large category of sports such as table tennis that has made achievements and has government subsidies can enjoy the treatment of the red window.
The last one is the blue window, with only one flower and two vegetables - there are only sporadic meat foam in the dish, and most of the more than 300 students in the school are still queuing up at the blue window.
If you come a little later, you may run out of food in the cafeteria and have to go to the school commissary to buy a snack to satisfy your hunger – which is obviously the only thing that the rich do.
Many children who come to study in sports schools are not accompanied by their parents, and it is the closed education and boarding that attract them to put their children in sports schools.
At this point, Xu Fei thought of private schools in another world, but the cost of Yucheng Sports School is lower because of the subsidy from the local government.
Xu Fei lined up in the crowd full of worries, the recent basketball training has doubled his amount of food, and if he continues to eat like this, I am afraid that the little money on his body will last less than a month!