Chapter Seventy-Two: Heart-to-Heart Talk
"The others continue, Xu Fei, come here!" Coach Ma reached out a little in the crowd. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
When I was in college, Coach Ma and his basketball team were also unstable, and sometimes they were in a bad mood after losing battles, and the teachers would organize dinners to eat, drink and chat together, and the team atmosphere established was very good.
Since then, Coach Ma has a rough definition of "coach" in his mind.
Therefore, while maintaining his majesty on the field, Coach Ma tried his best to maintain the relationship with the players off the field, for example, he invited Xu Fei to dinner, talked to Wu Xiao, and treated Zheng Yuanchang in a free-range manner, and he was working every player.
Xu Fei's card training this time made him very dissatisfied, because he had a lot of expectations for Xu Fei, not only to make a name for himself in the junior high school team, but also to show his talent on a bigger platform.
As a player, as long as the moment you step on the court, whether it is training or playing, you must have the belief that you must win, which can keep people focused in the game, which is conducive to the performance on the field, and reflects a kind of momentum.
On the contrary, if you don't have the belief to win on the field, you will not only be afraid of a strong opponent, but you will even infect others.
Why are there superstars?
Just talent?
Any superstar is extremely resolute at heart, and when they are behind the score, they use their unremitting efforts to prove to their teammates that there is still a chance to turn the game around, and a superstar is the soul of a basketball team.
But Coach Ma couldn't find a trace of the temperament that could be a superstar in Xu Fei, he could feel Xu Fei's inner peace, as if he didn't want to fight with anyone, where did he come out to play.
When Xu Fei walked out of the gymnasium, his hunger index was already below 30 percent, and his stomach acid was about to collapse.
Coach Ma fell into deep thought, he said a lot of words, and told a lot of stories, and in the deep chat with Xu Fei, he found that Xu Fei was more mature than other children.
A steady person is suitable for controlling the court, if Xu Fei trains the pass, it will definitely be good news for Yizhong, and Coach Ma unconsciously thought of basketball again.
At this time, the sky has been dyed black, the Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, the night is gradually getting longer, and the small vendors on both sides have closed their stalls earlier than before.
Xu Fei looked around and wanted to buy something to satisfy his hunger, but now he had to spend more money to enter those restaurants.
There were not many people in the store, and the boss was very fast, four plates of egg fried rice and a plate of meat foam capers, and he ate a total of 46 yuan.
Taking advantage of the effort to eat, Xu Fei recalled and summarized that every pound of food eaten can provide 85% of the hunger index, of course, under the same weight, high-protein and high-calorie foods bring more hunger index.
Before he entered the school, he had consumed more than 35 percent of his hunger index by doing nothing for an hour, but now since his body has changed, he may consume 30 percent of his hunger index per hour.
This is just his estimate, not an accurate math, presumably one day he really controls the qi, and then the hourly consumption will definitely return to normal, about ten percent of the hunger index per hour.
Walking home after dinner, Xu Fei walked for a while and found that there were three figures behind him who had been following unhurriedly, and there was talk and laughter between the three people, and all kinds of dirty words kept coming out of their mouths.