Chapter 143: The Relationship between Master and Apprentice

Maybe it's feeling, maybe it's intuition, when after a long day of work, Shang Lin, who was tired of lying on the chair in the office and closed his eyes, heard the mobile phone ringing, he couldn't help but feel excited.

As Duke's second-team head coach, Shang Lin, who returned to the United States, did not appear unfamiliar with his business because he was absent for nearly a year, but this return made all the staff feel his changes.

Higher requirements, smoother communication, stronger execution ability, and later working hours all surprised Mr. Ori, the chief professor at Duke University, and his colleagues.

Some of Shang Lin's previous tactical flexibility is more in line with the traditional tactical concept of Duke University, which makes Ori feel gratified, and at the same time, why Shang Lin can change so much after returning to China once, you know, in the past, Shang Lin's stubbornness made Duke Godfather Ori, who has always been known for his strictness, feel at a loss.

However, some people also found that after the return of Shang Lin, there seems to be a trace of melancholy and anxiety between his eyebrows, but in Western culture, individuals like this basically do not have the habit of gossiping, and everything has to be relieved by themselves or by seeking help from doctors. This is why there are always so many psychiatrists abroad, so profitable.

Shang Lin picked up the mobile phone, it was an unfamiliar number, he was moved, and immediately pressed the answer button.

"Shang, is that you?"

A rather familiar voice sounded, and as Shang Lin, who had a very good memory, he couldn't help but blurt out: "Corva? ”

"Haha, I knew you could have guessed, old man, how were you doing at Duke?"

Shang Lin suppressed a trace of disappointment in his heart, and then smiled: "Actually, I also want to ask you, I heard that you were dragged into the water by Hertz and betrayed Duke at ease?" ”

"Life always has to be a little exciting!" Corva used to be the appetizer of Duke's uniform team, and he was very popular, because of the conflict between Shang Lin and his old friend Herzberg, he often had to be a peacemaker, so he and Shang Lin quarreled with each other as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Actually, I didn't expect that you would be willing to throw away Duke's chief scout's fragrant bun and go to a high school as a teaching assistant, tsk! It won't be that he was caught by Lao Hei and forced to give in, if so, it would be better for me to intercede with Mr. Ori, haha. "Shang Lin is naturally unforgiving.

"Oh, by the way, the taste of a high school coach is actually very good, Shang, you don't know it!" Corva burst out laughing.

"Ugh!" Shang Lin was speechless for a moment, his mind was very puzzled, he had never revealed anything in China, and Colva's words obviously meant something.

"The chief fox hunting is the chief, and the nose is very smart!" Shang Lin snorted.

"Okay, I know you're hard-mouthed, but there's one thing I want to take up a little bit of your time." Corva began to get down to business, "Yan Yufeng, do you know each other?" Colva struggled to utter those three words.

"Yan Yufeng!" Shang Lin shouted loudly, these three words, like a bolt of lightning, pierced Shang Lin's calm and calm heart.

"Yes, I know, he's my best player!"

"Then there's nothing else, I can talk to Herzberg! Shang, you are busy, I heard that you don't mess with Ori now, Godfather, it seems to be very lonely! Corva finally put his mind at ease at this moment, and after briefly teasing the businessman, he was about to hang up the phone.

"Wait, damn it, Fox Hunt, Yan, how do you know? Did he attend the school where you took office? Oh my God, this can't be true! Shang Lin shouted in disbelief.

"Haha, Shang, you deserve to be the first IQ in our Duke uniform group, what, isn't this okay? God just loves to see the look of surprise on the faces of his followers when they see miracles. Corva now understands a little, it seems that Yan Zaishang's heart is very impressive, otherwise he would not have been so excited by the fact that he has always behaved calmly.

"How is he? Did he join the varsity team? No, it can't be like this, I don't allow him to be so foolish! After Shang Lin's surprise, he suddenly realized something, and suddenly became impatient.

"Why not? Did something go wrong? "Corva was confused too. '

"Don't you know he's hurt?" Now it's Shang Lin's turn to be weird.

"Hurt? Have it? I didn't notice it at all! Are we talking about the same person? After Colva finished speaking, he immediately overturned his suspicions, and there was no doubt that Yan and Shang must have known each other.

"I know him, he must be hiding it, this wayward fellow! It's just nonsense, where are you? I'll be right here! Shang Lin was completely angry, and his other free hand had already begun to quickly tap on the booking hotline website on his notebook.

"Uh, well, he's your protégé after all, and I think your presence will make things a little better!" Corva also just wanted a phone call to verify, but if the business could appear directly, it would undoubtedly be more secure.

"Hurry up and tell me the address, I'll take a look, there's a flight at half past ten tonight, okay, you say, I wrote it down, wait for me, I'll be there soon!" Shang Lin quickly wrote down the address with a jott, then tore it up, stuffed it into his pocket, then picked up his briefcase and trotted out of the office.

"Yan Yufeng, you kid, I don't allow you to hurt yourself like this! Never! Shang Lin made up his mind anxiously.

In Shang Lin's heart, the biggest regret in this life is why at the moment when Yan Yufeng was injured, he couldn't do anything, as Yan Yufeng's coach, he couldn't do anything, he saw his beloved disciple lying on the floor, howling in pain, how many nights, he was awakened by that scene.

Self-blame, gnawing at himself like a poisonous snake, Shang Lin thinks he is the best in the world, but in the face of a team, he can only rely on his disciples to fight hard, this is undoubtedly his own crime against them, and it is precisely because of Yan Yufeng's injury that Shang Lin took a serious look at himself for the first time, and felt ashamed of me who was complacent before. It was precisely because of Yan Yufeng's injury that Shang Lin resigned gloomily and resolutely returned to the United States, re-trained himself, and faced himself.

Yan Yufeng, I know what you are thinking in your heart, after half a year, I am really relieved that you are back on the court, but why am I even more painful after knowing this news.

Yan Yufeng, I am responsible for your dreams, I promise!

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Return to New York, the imperial city, the city that never sleeps. With a starry night scene, New York exudes a mesmerizing charm.

At the edge of the basketball court in front of Kissen's hut, a not-so-bright lamp hung on a long pole, and the dim light attracted insects from all directions, flying and chasing each other, which meant the characteristic summer night.

Under the light, Kisen and Yan Yufeng stood opposite each other, the former was calm and relaxed, and the latter was sweating profusely, but Kisen had a very good understanding of Yan Yufeng's physical fitness and tenacity through a few weeks of understanding. This kid is simply a physical maniac, even if he keeps training him, he doesn't have the slightest bitterness and paddling, and Kisson likes this boy more and more.

"The important thing in sliding defense is not the power of the calf, but the mastery of the center of gravity on both sides of the waist, I have repeated many times, the core of defense is the center of gravity, control the center of gravity, master the center of gravity, and make your body coordination ability and center of gravity equal, it will be the most perfect defense." Kitsen admonished a few words, and then shouted into the darkness: "Yangri, my mission is complete, now it's you!" ”

Yan Yufeng couldn't help but perk up when he heard it, the long-awaited thing had finally arrived. I saw a short, hunchbacked old man walking over slowly, it was the Yangli who kept his hand off the garbage truck.

Kisson obviously didn't get along with Yangli, his withdrawal was more the result of negotiation, he glanced at Yangli where the old god was there, and said to Yan Yufeng: "This old man is very weird, I'll give you a preventive shot first, okay, I will always pay attention to your defensive training, don't fall behind, I will spot check from time to time!" With that, he walked to the hut.

"You can't go yet, Kitson, I need a caddy!" Yangli said suddenly.

"Who stipulates this?" Kison was surprised and then annoyed and asked.

In the face of Kison's menacing momentum, Yang Li didn't even raise his eyes, and from his appearance to the present, he had no expression on his face, like a patient with facial paralysis.

Naturally, Kieson also understood Janri's temper, muttering in his mouth, but walking towards the basket.

Yan Yufeng's eyes glanced at the basketball shoes on Kison's feet that he didn't know where to find them, and the corners of his mouth curled.

"Stankov-Youngry!" After getting Kisson, the old man briefly introduced himself, and then continued: "Next, I will teach you a lesson, and when you reach the sign I have assigned, you can continue to the next course." ”

"Understood, sir!" Yan Yufeng replied seriously.

At this moment, he was sure that every old man here must have a skill in his hand, and there are my powerful characters in the world, and there is no longer any slackness at the beginning.

"First of all, I want to see your shot!" Yanri ordered unhurriedly.

Yan Yufeng turned around as he said, came to the three-point line, and then glanced at Yangli.

Yangli waved his hand: "Vote as you like, you can vote in any position, vote thirty first!" ”

Yan Yufeng began to shoot, and whenever he made a shot, he switched positions at will, and then as a fairly qualified caddy, Kisson showed his talent for stealing the ball.

Yan Yufeng hit well, thirty, and in such dim conditions, he could throw twenty-one, which made Yan Yufeng secretly breathe.

Looking at Yangli again, the old man still didn't change his expression, I don't know when, he took a stool, sat outside the three-point line, and after seeing Yan Yufeng finish shooting, he ordered to Keeson again: "The strength in your hands is too small, and the handover has not changed, and there are thirty again!" ”

Kison suddenly scolded quietly, but he didn't stop in his hand, but really started to pass the ball according to Janri's instructions. At this moment, Yan Yufeng was suddenly a little in a hurry, the ball from Kisson was not only fast, but in such a dim light, the prediction itself was a beat slower, plus Kisson would change the way and height of the pass from time to time, sometimes hitting the ground, sometimes coming to a low cross, thirty down, Yan Yufeng was frustrated to find that he only threw eight. There are also 2 of them that belong to the stumbling lucky ball.

"Now, I want you to lower your jump shot height, and the speed of your shot, and I'll start timing you, or thirty balls, one minute!" Yangli didn't say anything because of Yan Yufeng's poor results, but arranged the next task.

Yan Yufeng sighed, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and Kisen's pass came quickly.

A minute later, Yan Yufeng simply didn't have the strength to stand there, he wanted to hold his knees with his hands to catch his breath, but he couldn't bear the soreness on his waist, he couldn't restrain it anymore, and sat on the ground with his ass.

How so?

Yan Yufeng couldn't believe that his shooting percentage had never been bad, and he was full of self-confidence, and he had always had the confidence that he would be able to shoot if he wanted to score.

It's just, why are there only three now? It's a joke!

Something must have gone wrong.

Yan Yufeng peeked at his eyes a little shamelessly, and found that the latter was thinking about something with his eyes closed, and he couldn't help but look more and more ugly.

"Well, I guess I know your shooting skills!" After thinking about it, Yang Li said to Yan Yufeng in a very calm tone.

"Stand up, your time is not for rest!" Yanri urged.

Helpless, Yan Yufeng gritted his teeth and got up, and Yang Li continued: "I estimate that it will take a week to give you the necessary training to meet my technical requirements, and now, start your basic training." ”

"What do you mean?" Yan Yufeng didn't understand at all.

Yangli glanced at Yan Yufeng, but he didn't say anything, and then Kison's voice sounded: "Yangli means that he may have to spend a week to improve your shooting basics first, otherwise, he will not be able to start his shooting training!" ”

“why？” Yan Yufeng wasn't sure if what he heard was true.

Training the basics? Are you kidding? Is it so easy to take money? Just as he was about to refute something, he was greeted by Janri: "Kitson, you go and get him two 5-pound sandbags." ”

Sandbag? Yan Yufeng's heart moved.

Soon, two sandbags were tied to Yan Yufeng's arms, the weight of 5 pounds was indeed very light, Yan Yufeng tried to shake his hands, although after more than an hour of training, he was already sweating profusely, but this bit of strength was still there.

However, immediately Yan Yufeng felt regretful for his self-confidence.

"Hold the ball, put it down, lift it, throw it!" Yangli's rigid voice, like a metronome, spoke unhurriedly. But as the target of being called, Yan Yufeng felt that this rhythm made him so irritable that he wanted to vomit.

"I know you want to throw up, but please shut your mouth and keep going!" Yangli's words rang out at the right time.

"Keep your breathing pacious, don't speed up on your own, and listen to my commands!"

"Take a step forward, slap the ball, step back, hold the ball, put it down, lift it, throw it!"

"Catch the ball, step back, slide right, hold the ball, put it down, lift it, shoot!"

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In the corridor at the door of the hut, Finney and the other five old men sat there, looking at the three people not far away, with relish.

"This is probably the most difficult period he's ever had!" Pease peeled a nut and handed it to the rampaging bull, who was as tall as a mountain but had a serene expression like a baby.

"Maybe it's also his quietest day!" The fat man Anke is holding a roast chicken in his hand, since he has Yan Yufeng's tuition, now in his hands, there will always be some food that makes him very happy, so Anker may be the person who likes Yan Yufeng the most in the uniform group of the hut.

Dino snorted in his mouth to express dissatisfaction: "I will let that kid know what a trip to hell is!" ”

As their head, the old man Finney did not speak, but looked at Yan Yufeng in the distance with a smile.

I don't know, how many people will you shock when we train you?

Viper, hopefully that day, won't come so soon!

Hey!

ps: Originally, I had to write about 4000 words, but because there was too little time, I could only come to half a chapter first, everyone read it first! Tomorrow I can't say that there will be an update, I can only say, I worked hard!

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