Chapter 145: The Tiger Descends the Mountain from Scratch

The process of joining the school team that he thought about for a while did not seem to be as Yan Yufeng imagined.

In the afternoon of the same day, Shang Lin and Yan Yufeng walked into the basketball hall of the Corusz High School, sat in the stands on the sidelines, and after watching a warm-up game with a high school team in the Bronx, they came to the court and said hello to the members of the Corruce basketball team who were sitting on the bench after the change.

Herzberg, who seemed to be immersed in the loss just now, didn't say a word, but thanks to Colva's rescue, he introduced Yan Yufeng to everyone, and informed everyone that Yan Yufeng had joined the team and became the thirteenth person of this team.

Shang Lin smiled, probably knowing that Herzberg, who wanted to save face, should have lost face in front of him for the team's defeat just now, if it weren't for Yan Yufeng's fear that he would have to mix in the team in the future, I'm afraid he would have to laugh at him.

Fortunately, Shang Lin held back, greeted Corva, who had a normal face, and then left his phone number for Yan Yufeng to facilitate future contact.

In the end, he still advised: "Yufeng, I know that ten minutes of playing time can't show your talent, but I hope that at least before you adapt, you have to stick to this playing time, I understand your character, but you have to remember that if you want more time, then before that, you have to endure more."

When Shang Lin left in a hurry, Yan Yufeng was standing, and because of the loss, Herzberg called all the players to the court, and then closed the entire arena. So the empty arena reverberated with Herzberg's harsh and sharp scolding.

Yan Yufeng seems to stand out from the crowd, here, he is not familiar with anyone, and no one will pay attention to him at this moment, although Herzberg has led the team for less than two months, but his prestige has been down, and in the face of the angry head coach, no one dares to make the slightest move.

Yan Yufeng waited for a while, feeling very bored, although this defeat had nothing to do with him even half a dime, but standing there, it seemed that he felt that he was also at fault.

This feeling was something Yan Yufeng didn't like, so he took a step and walked to the stands seat on the sidelines. This walk naturally aroused everyone's side attention, you know, before, except for the head coach Herzberg around everyone's heads, naming and scolding, there was no moving object.

Yan Yufeng's movement naturally attracted attention.

Under the eyes of everyone, Yan Yufeng looked calm, came to the seat on the sideline very calmly, and then sat down, like a listener, quietly waiting for Herzberg's continued lecture.

Herzberg was obviously affected by Yan Yufeng's mood, and the interrupted lecture was a little unacceptable, and the anger in his heart naturally increased again, but there was no reason to find an excuse for this kid who had just joined the team, so he began to sneer at Tennison, who happened to be sitting in front of him, and said: "Tennison, I heard that you were called a jungle cheetah, what, have you become a Chihuahua today?" ”

"Coach......!" Tennison has always been taken care of by Herzberg, every time he wins or loses the game, Herzberg will praise a few words, today's game, Tennison did not play very well, but it was not to the worst point, the team scored the best place, today he is still sitting.

Therefore, when Herzberg suddenly opened fire on him, Tennison suddenly felt very weird, remembering Yan Yufeng's behavior before, Tennison immediately knew the reason.

I couldn't help but curse in my heart, but I didn't dare to show anything on my face, after Herzberg joined the Crusz basketball team, there were several well-known creeds in the team, one of which was: When the coach scolds you, even if he is wrong, don't talk back. Otherwise, you won't end well.

Of course, Yan Yufeng didn't know, but after watching the game just now, he naturally knew that Herzberg was full of nonsense now, but he didn't know that Tennison hung this account on him.

After about ten minutes of training, it finally ended, and the players who were trained to have no temper and mood did not greet Yan Yufeng, a new teammate, and walked out, only Waqiao nodded to Yan Yufeng, but Tennison was the first to come over and greet Yan Yufeng.

"Viper, you're here after all!" Tennison's expression is very natural, not at all as dark as other teammates, in the end, he is the core, he is a star player, the treatment and psychological advantages, naturally different from others.

"Well, here we are!" Yan Yufeng's face was calm.

Tennison smiled, as if he felt that he would have a lot of time in the future, and after saying this, he didn't say anything more, greeted a few teammates, picked up his satchel and left the arena together.

Yan Yufeng sighed, he suddenly remembered the scene when he participated in the school team selection competition for the first time, at that time, no one was looking at him, but what happened later?

Yan Yufeng's face showed a slight smile.

"That's good!"

He muttered to himself.

In the world of basketball, everything is virtual, let's use strength to speak!

Corva stood at the entrance of the locker room passage and shouted to Yan Yufeng, who was sitting there: "Yan, come here, I'll take you around to get acquainted!" ”

Yan Yufeng got up and walked over there, he suddenly saw a mountain of clothes, to be precise, it was a pile of very high piles of clothes, the mountain was moving slowly, and finally, Yan Yufeng walked to the side of the mountain, he couldn't help but be surprised.

A short white man was struggling to move towards the cart in front of him, Yan Yufeng hurriedly descended two steps, came to the court, and held the crumbling Yishan with one hand.

"Sir, it doesn't matter, I can do it myself!" The short white man apparently didn't know who it was beforehand.

When the two of them work together to throw Yishan on the cart, the short white man realizes that it is an Asian teenager of the same grade who has helped him.

"You're a viper?" The white man suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but scream.

Yan Yufeng didn't expect that he would know him by just a random person, but he was not too surprised, he nodded, because Colva was still waiting for him at the door, Yan Yufeng waved his hand, and quickly left.

The short white man looked at Yan Yufeng's back a little distractedly, and said to himself: "You're here too!" ”

"He's a thrifty volunteer student here, named Powell, and his job is to wash the players' clothes and clean the stadium stands." After a brief introduction, Corva then led the topic elsewhere.

Yan Yufeng's follower Corva, after passing through a dark alley with optical fiber, turned a corner, and saw a gate not far in front of the road, Yan Yufeng pointed to the back, and another equivalent door asked: "Is that the away team's locker room?" ”

"Yes, the Chorus Basketball Arena is too small, the home and away teams are together, not like the big arena, which will be divided into north and south." Colva explained.

Yan Yufeng didn't ask much, Colva pushed open the door, and the two of them went straight in, the room was rectangular, and the wardrobes were lined up along the walls, and each wardrobe had a number pasted on it.

And the middle was empty, Yan Yufeng caught a glimpse of several portable blackboards placed on the side in the corner of the room, and knew that before the game, these blackboards should be placed in the middle, and the coach stood in the middle and the players were around.

Just as he was imagining the scene, Colva's voice rang out: "What number do you like?" ”

"Eight." Yan Yufeng replied, even though he had just seen Tennison wearing the number eight jersey.

Corva sighed and said, "Change your choice!" ”

"Hmm!" Yan Yufeng nodded.

"Now that you think about it, I'll have to arrange a wardrobe for you!"

Yan Yufeng thought for a while, and then said: "I am the thirteenth goal team, then I will choose the thirteenth!" ”

"This can be had!" Colva nodded, a number like 13 is unlucky in the West, and few people will ask for it, so it is naturally still there.

Colva's worries are justified, because sometimes, when he is not careful about the distribution of numbers, he buries hidden dangers, and he doesn't think that Yan Yufeng is comparable to Tennison, but if he has to fight, it is also a good thing.

The matter of the number was mentioned in one stroke, but as for Yan Yufeng's true thoughts, Corva knew it later, but at that time, the world was already peaceful.

"You'll be able to use the wardrobe tomorrow!" Corva took Yan Yufeng to the innermost row of wardrobes and said, "You can do it here, you can pick one yourself!" ”

"Then this one!" Yan Yufeng pointed to the middle one.

Corva didn't say much, and walked out with Yan Yufeng, just as Powell, who was a diligent volunteer just now, walked in with a mop and broom, and saw that the two were still there, so he couldn't help but stand outside the door in a restrained manner.

Yan Yufeng felt very strange, but everyone has their own personality, but when he passed by Powell, he nodded to him in a friendly manner, and the latter suddenly became unprepared, and by the time Powell reacted, Yan Yufeng and the two had already walked away.

"Hey......!" Powell let out a long sigh.

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Night, Kieson Cottage.

Yan Yufeng finished the shot arranged by Yang Li and began the routine five-minute break.

The results are still very miserable, but Yan Yufeng feels that he has begun to adapt, and I believe that he will be able to reach the standard in a few days.

Taking advantage of the break, Yan Yufeng walked to Kisen's side: "Kisen, I may have less time recently!" ”

Originally, Yan Yufeng was going to call this group of strange old men by honorific titles, but Ji Sen and the others insisted on letting him call him by his name, and Yan Yufeng had no choice but to call him like this.

Hearing this, Ji Sen couldn't help but change color slightly, you know, now the whole family only relies on Yan Yufeng's training fee or, if Yan Yufeng comes a few times, it will definitely be himself who suffers.

"Can you talk about it?" Kisson didn't want to ask directly.

"I'm on the school team, maybe it's hard to grasp the time!" Yan Yufeng said frankly.

"Varsity?" Kisson couldn't help but be surprised, not that he didn't think that Yan Yufeng's level could not enter, but because he was surprised that Yan Yufeng was not on the school team before.

This school team, the level is enough!

Keeson cursed in his heart.

"That's still the old rule, before you come, let me know!"

"Hmm!" Yan Yufeng nodded.

"Tell me, why are you only on the school team now, I remember that I'm about to play in the league now!" Kissen became intrigued.

Yan Yufeng smiled: "Catch the last train!" ”

"It seems quite tortuous, but Yan, your current level, it's enough to play in the New York State League, what's the matter, you still want to pursue better?" Ji Sen deliberately asked, usually because of the problem of time, after all, it is paid training, and Yan Yufeng's time itself is tight, so in the previous period of time, the two sides have not had too deep communication, so it is better to say more at the moment. Also as an emotional investment.

Yan Yufeng cooperated, for this group of old men, Yan Yufeng was very convinced, this is also the principle of basketball, for those who are stronger and better than themselves, they always can't help but respect. So he honestly confessed: "I want to hit New York State!" ”

"Wow!" Kison exclaimed, and applauded.

"It's a big quest indeed! But don't worry, when you complete the Kissen training camp, you will find that this pursuit may still be too simple! At this time, Kisson did not forget to insert an advertisement.

Yan Yufeng was happy, but he recognized it in his heart, so he said: "Actually, if I hadn't been hurt, I'm afraid I still have this self-confidence, but in that case, I might directly refuse your invitation, and if so, I wouldn't be sitting here!" ”

"Hurt!" Kisson nodded, in fact, he had already found out, but just to be sure, Yan Yufeng always retracted his strength when he was doing movements, so it looked like a lazy feeling, but from his persistent attitude, it was very contradictory, so it could only be explained by being injured.

"Is it here?" Kison pointed to Yan Yufeng's right knee.

"Hmm!" Yan Yufeng is not surprised, as a basketball coach with such profound knowledge, it is normal to find out where his injury is.

"Okay?" Kissen asked again.

"It just so happened that my rehab doctor said that it would take some time to recuperate!"

"Well, fortunately, the previous training is all conscious, it seems that I have to talk to Yanri, because the next training may use your knees more." Kison frowned.

"Thank you!" Yan Yufeng said gratefully.

Kison waved his hand, then stood up and shouted to Finney, who would sit there and watch as long as Yan Yufeng came to train, "Finney, Finney!" ”

The old man walked over, his face remained calm, and sometimes, Yan Yufeng felt that Herzberg was several streets behind him, even if he was the first day he saw him.

This feeling is different from Coach Shang, it is like Tan Shui, quiet and heavy.

Finney came to his side, and Kisson immediately spoke: "Yan may have shortened his training time recently, because he joined the school team, and in addition, Yan has a knee injury and is still in the stage of recuperation, so about Yanri's training, some adjustments need to be made!" ”

Finney sighed, and then said to Yan Yufeng: "You try to ensure that you have 10 hours of training time a week, and I will make some adjustments to Yanri's shooting training, you can rest assured." Also, since you have an injury, it's best not to play too long on the school team! ”

"Thank you, sir!" Yan Yufeng was quite moved in his heart, in this way, Shang Lin said, and now, Finney came to advise again, and his heart was naturally very warm.

"State League!" Finney seemed to remember something, and looked at the starry black curtain with some distraction.

"yes, the state league!" Kison also echoed the previous sentence with emotion.

Yan Yufeng didn't say anything, the story of the old man Kisson, they never talked about it, of course they didn't want to ask too much, in the West, ** and the past are very important, and few people will take the initiative to explore the past of others.

After sighing, Finney returned to his usual calm, he looked at Yan Yufeng and nodded: "Play hard, in the state league, in the team, don't worry too much, the game of high school students, tactics are just auxiliary, more depends on your personal courage!" ”

"I understand!" Yan Yufeng nodded, in China, he can feel the suppression of his personality, which is the influence of the general environment, like himself, there are too few wanton publicity, and he has touched Che Jin alone.

"Your skills are already very good, in the same kind of people, but in the United States, in New York, players who are able to do the best in certain aspects can still cause you a lot of problems and even suppress you, especially if you still have a knee injury. So, if you encounter any problems, you can talk to us! Finney added that he seemed to talk a little too much today, so much that even Kisson, who knew him well, was surprised.

Kitson couldn't help but glance at the boss a few more times, and a thought suddenly flashed in his heart, and suddenly thought: It shouldn't be.

Yan Yufeng didn't know that Ji Sen's heart had already made a thousand turns, and when he heard Finney's explanation, he immediately nodded in agreement.

After the old man Finney got Yan Yufeng's consent, he only smiled slightly, and then greeted Yangli, who had been waiting with a dark face for a long time next to him: "Go on." ”

"Come up! Kitson, you do your best caddy! Yang Li commanded angrily.

Now he is scolding and scolding, but according to the previous agreement, being a caddie also has an income of 5 US dollars, and this job has been earned by him after fighting for half a day, so he naturally has to listen to Yanli's words.

So, the training continued, and Yan Yufeng continued to sweat profusely.

Everything is going on, Yan Yufeng is preparing for the future, accumulating strength, and some people are also waiting, a long wait. Hope, just want the glimmer of light before dawn, so that those who are waiting to see the sunrise begin to be full of anticipation in their hearts, and they will not sleep for the moment when the rising sun jumps out of the sea level.

Persistence, hard work, perseverance, hard work!

Yan Yufeng, who kept shooting, said to himself in his heart, sweating profusely.

ps: Recently, I've been fighting for the fat in my abdomen, and I've been doing the training of [Abdominal Ripper] for two days, and in one word, I really tore .......

Like Yan Yufeng, for the sake of eight-pack abs, pay attention, it's not six, it's eight! For the sake of my sister, for a better happy life, I must persevere, work hard, persevere, work hard!

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