Ye Changfeng raised his arm, Yan Yufeng immediately understood that he would run from the bottom arc, blocking the plateau that was defending Ye Changfeng head-on, Ye Changfeng twisted his body, ran past Yan Yufeng, broke into the inner line, and was about to shoot the basket, but suddenly heard a familiar shout from the coach: "Stop!"

Turning around depressedly, Ye Changfeng looked at Shang Lin who was standing on the sidelines with his sleeves in his hands.

Shang Lin waved his hand, walked into the arena, and shouted, "Stop!" ”

"What's wrong again?" Gao Yuan asked in a low voice to Yan Yufeng beside him.

"Who knows, he's not satisfied again!" Yan Yufeng's voice was also a little dissatisfied.

In the three days since Coach Shang Lin officially became the head coach of the Twelfth Middle School, the training has never been done well, and all the previous plans have been disrupted, and he is often unreasonably interrupted by the head coach who is dressed in orthodox clothes all day for no reason, and after the interruption, he didn't say much, just kept telling them to think for half a minute, and then continued to start, this inexplicable behavior made the whole team feel angry, and even Yan Yufeng, who had been signaling everyone to calm down, felt very uncomfortable.

"This time, do you want us to stay for half a minute?" Yan Yufeng said in a low voice.

"Come here, everyone sit down, sit down along the three-point line!" Shang Lin said.

The silent everyone sat down silently along the three-point line, forming a semicircle.

"I've been watching you for the past three days, and I'm disappointed, so to speak!" Shang Lin glanced at everyone and said expressionlessly.

"You're disappointed, I'm even more disappointed!" Zhai Yong muttered to himself in a low voice.

"Brother Yong, what are you talking about?" Ouyang Shangzhi next to him asked stupidly.

"Don't talk!" Zhai Yong glared and bluffed, and the latter immediately pursed his small mouth.

"It can be said that your current achievements are largely due to luck and the weakness of your opponents, in addition, your unquenched morale is also a factor, but these things cannot exist and maintain forever, so if you continue like this, the only result is: failure!" Shang Lin continued.

"Humph!" Wang Zhiquan was first dissatisfied.

Yan Yufeng and Ye Changfeng glanced at each other, and also felt that this coach was too unreasonable.

Even if he wasn't invited to come and maintain such an original level, Yan Yufeng firmly believed that victory would be on their side, not what this coach categorically said: defeat! These two words.

"Now, with only a month left until the game, I can't teach you any advanced tactics, and if I do, it's the same as if I didn't. The only thing I can do is hope to correct your playing habits a little bit, that's all! Shang Lin obviously saw everyone's dissatisfaction, but he didn't stop at all, but continued.

"Coach!" Yan Yufeng couldn't help it, he was finally angered by this sentence and raised his hand.

"What do you want to say, Number 8!" Shang Lin looked at Yan Yufeng and said.

A trace of anger flashed in Yan Yufeng's eyes, it's been three days, and this coach has been calling himself and everyone by number, don't we have a name?

"Coach, I would like to ask, why do you have to teach and not teach, and what does it mean to slightly correct our playing habits?" Yan Yufeng asked coldly.

"Oh, I'll explain these questions to you and you later, for now, I'm just going to talk about one thing!" Shang Lin didn't seem to feel the anger of Yan Yufeng, the leader of the team, and replied with a normal face.

"Number 15, and you, number 8, you stand up and come here!" Shang Lin beckoned to Ye and Yan.

Ye Changfeng and Yan Yufeng both fell, and then slowly stood up and walked to Shang Lin's side.

The height is actually very good, no matter how you look at it, Shang Lin, who has one meter eighty-three, suddenly became short when Changfeng and Yan Yufeng stood beside him at night, but Shang Lin didn't seem to feel it, holding the basketball, stuffing it in Ye Changfeng's hand, and ordered: "Demonstrate the cooperation you just did!" ”

"What fit?" The night breeze was stunned.

"File demolition!" Shang Lin replied, then waved his hand and said, "Let's start!" I'll be your defender! ”

Ye Changfeng and Yan Yufeng looked at each other again, and they didn't understand why the coach suddenly talked about this, but they still instinctively practiced according to their words.

When Yan Yufeng ran to Shang Lin's side, and then the night wind swept past Yan Yufeng, who was the stall demolition, Shang Lin's voice sounded: "Stop!" ”

Ye Changfeng turned around and looked at the coach with Yan Yufeng.

"Number 15, let me ask you a question, when you break through, how many options do you think you have?" Shang Lin asked.

"Shoot, or pass!" The night wind said cautiously.

"Well, if somebody comes in and you don't have a chance to shoot, how do you choose to pass? Pass it to whom? Shang Lin asked reluctantly.

"To the player who left the original defender and made up for me!" Ye Changfeng's brain immediately turned and replied quickly.

"Very well, so which position do you think is the most likely player defending you?" Shang Lin asked again.

"Interior player, power forward, center these two positions!"

"Excellent! So you turn around, you look at the basket, and you think, if you say that, do you think you can pass the ball to the player who is out of the defense? ”

Ye Changfeng turned around, looked at the empty basket, and immediately simulated it in his mind, and suddenly really felt that if this was the case, then there must be 2 big guys in front of him, and the passing route was very likely to be cut off, and the color suddenly changed.

"Answer me! Is it possible? Shang Lin's gentle voice sounded.

"No way!" Night Wind replied dejectedly.

"Well, now that you think about it, who do you think you want to pass it on?" Shang Lin continued to ask.

The night long wind looked around, and finally stared at Yan Yufeng, who had a thoughtful expression.

"Pass it to him! Give the rain peak. Ye Changfeng pointed at Yan Yufeng and replied.

"Good!" Shang Lin said it very well again.

"So, No. 8, what were you thinking after the block?" Shang Lin turned around and asked Yan Yufeng.

Yan Yufeng moved his mouth, calmed down his emotions, and replied, "Rush to grab the rebound!" Then ''''''''. ”

"Wrong! This is after three steps! Shang Lin interrupted mercilessly.

"Three steps?" Yan Yufeng's eyes widened incredulously.

"Not bad, three steps!" Shang Lin looked at Yan Yufeng, then waved his hand and said, "You should be like this after blocking and dismantling!" As he spoke, he made a blocking gesture, then immediately turned around and ran towards the route he was running from, and then suddenly inserted himself into the inner line.

Standing in the inner line that was just oblique and parallel to the night long wind, Shang Lin looked at Yan Yufeng and said, "Do you understand?" ”

Yan Yufeng stared at Shang Lin, and his head was covered.

"The first step, you're going to do the full gear, and the second step, you're going to run back to the route you've just run, which is empty because you're leaving, and you're going to completely leave the defender in gear behind and run with you. The third and most critical step, at this time, the number 15 who is cooperating with you has just been blocked by the defender, you have to accurately look at the gap, run to a point parallel to him, and wait for his pass.

You block, he passes, you run, he passes, you shoot. A simple pick-and-roll is all the difference! Shang Lin looked at Ye Changfeng and Yan Yufeng, and said, "Understood?" ”

The two nodded hesitantly.

"It's a very simple pick-and-roll in basketball, and you don't even know it, you don't know it at all!" Shang Lin's tone suddenly became stern.

"Pick-and-roll, pick-and-roll, what is pick-and-roll? One block and one demolition! Block, divided into full block, half block, block three, full block, is to completely block a route of the defender, in a short period of time, unable to move the route. Half block is to hinder the movement speed of the defender, and the block is not a block in the pure sense, but only to block the defender's defensive sight, that is, to run in front of him, how to run, later!

What about demolition?

The most important thing is to dismantle and dismantle!

Split the front split, the back split, the fixed split, and the fork split, etc., in the game, these four are the most used!

For example, what I just demonstrated is full gear, fork dismantling. What is a fork split? It's very simple, like a fork, it starts from one point and then forms an angle of less than 75 degrees to each other.

In addition, the forward dismantling is to block the post, and the premise is that the player with the ball is required to pass without protruding! Rear demolition is also a reason, after blocking, running in the opposite direction, completely out of the defense, and the premise is that the ball carrier is required to rush forward with all his strength to attract many defenders.

Demolition is easier to understand! Stop and wait for the player's return pass!

The above 7 blocking and dismantling actions are the most commonly used techniques and tactics in basketball games, and generally speaking, the player who blocks is the key to the offense! ok！ Do you understand? Shang Linhuan looked around and asked without breathing.

The audience is confused!

“ok！ You may not understand what I just said, but I ask for one thing! Shang Lin paused, looked at all the team members seriously, and said: "You must all remember it in your heart, every morning, you must extract the key points of what I said yesterday, write it on paper, and hand it to me!" No one is missing! ”

The players in the audience suddenly felt suffocated in their hearts.

"Don't think that playing ball only requires physical effort, I want everyone to be clear: mental activity is the most important thing!" Shang Lin continued: "In the NBA, there are more than 500 tactical arrangements for each team, when the organizer players make a gesture, or the coach plays code words on the sidelines, the five players on the court must immediately understand what to do now and how to do it!" You may not even have a second to think! ”

"It's instinct!" Shang Lin accentuated his tone and said seriously: "How can there be instinct? It's all about memorization in training! In training, your head and your hands, your feet, and your whole body are all running all the time! ”

"Next, I'm going to answer the 2 questions you just asked on the 8th!" Shang Lin glanced at Yan Yufeng, who immediately lowered his head.

"I must admit that your quality is good, but from the beginning of your contact with basketball to the present, you have not had a systematic technical and tactical training, and you are completely influenced by the environment around you! I don't think anyone can doubt this! After speaking, Shang Lin swept the audience, and no one dared to speak.

"The actions you play now have been completely set in the past few years, that is to say, whenever you make a move, you will get used to it in your way, of course! It's not possible to create the same position for every player, but I hope you understand the same path!

All great players are characterized by their own breakthrough after they have fully mastered and mastered the standard moves of basketball!

Such as the sky hook Jabbar, he also created his own unique sideways shot when he was completely proficient in the half-hook hand!

But to you, you don't understand how to do this action at all, it's called the standard, and the ego arbitrarily changes the original action to form the current playing action!

In my words, this is metamorphosis! It's impossible to win a game with a deformed play, because only standard basketball moves are the key to ensuring your shooting success rate!

What I'm going to do now is to make you aware of how to do a move to be called a standard, and in January, I hope to be able to make you correct a little bit to cope with the national competition in April! Shang Lin said this, clapped his hands, looked at the whole team that was staring at him, including his assistants, Wang Xuechao and Shi Guang, and said: "As for why I don't call your name, but only call your number, this is my habit, and even a habit that a coach must have!"

In the short pause, I don't have time to call you by name one by one and then assign tasks to you, because time doesn't allow!

Remember! In your game, it's just a code, a title, and that's your number! It's not that I'm unkind, I hope you don't have any complaints about it in the future, if I hear similar complaints again, then I'm sorry, please leave the team! After speaking, Shang Lin glanced at Yan Yufeng again.

Yan Yufeng's heart suddenly cooled a little, and he subconsciously lowered his head again.

"From now on, I'm going to point out what is wrong with you one by one, and besides, I'm going to give you ten chances, ten times a day!" Shang Lin raised a finger, and one by one the team members looked over, and where their eyes swept over, no one did not bow their heads.

"Okay, time is running out, everyone get up and start training!" Shang Lin understood that everything he had just done had made a difference, so he clapped his hands and shouted loudly.

"Don't slow down in front of me, if there is a next time, then, a hundred volts are waiting for you!" Shang Lin roared loudly, and he couldn't tell that this was from the mouth of a man who was dressed so orthodox, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like a scholar.

Everyone began to move quickly, each picking up his own ball, and began to train under the four hoops that hung from the four walls of the huge arena.

"Hey, Xuechao, you go to supervise there, I'm looking here, time is running out, we have to hurry up!" Shang Lin turned his head and shouted to Wang Xuechao.

Wang Xuechao agreed with a shocked mood, put down the notes he had just written, and then picked up the whistle hanging around his neck and ran to the other side.

Shang Lin watched Wang Xuechao arrive at his location until he arrived, and then turned around and walked towards the area he wanted to govern.

"Number 8!" Shang Lin suddenly shouted.

Yan Yufeng, who was waiting to shoot, froze and turned around.

"How high can you jump?" Shang Lin asked.

"About a meter!" Yan Yufeng hesitated and replied.

"Yes!" Shang Lin nodded expressionlessly, he had already guessed this answer, and he continued: "Then you can naturally shoot a basket for me!" ”

Yan Yufeng responded, picked up the ball, stood on the spot and threw it.

The ball smashed into the basket and bounced out.

"One more!" Shang Lin immediately handed over a basketball.

Yan Yufeng took a deep breath, took the ball and threw it with his hand.

"Brush!"

This time, the ball went into the net with a beautiful hollow.

Turning around, Yan Yufeng thought that this cold coach would show a look of appreciation, but he didn't know that there was a trace of change in expression on his face.

"You vote for one more!" Shang Lin handed over another ball.

Yan Yufeng silently took the ball and threw it.

"Brush!"

Another hollow.

"Come here!" Shang Lin beckoned and said.

Yan Yufeng approached uneasily.

"Do you know how high your feet are off the ground when you jump?" Shang Lin asked.

Yan Yufeng was stunned, he really hadn't thought about this problem.

"If you can jump one meter, why is it that you shoot less than 30 centimeters off the ground?" Shang Lin looked at Yan Yufeng sternly.

"Now you don't feel it, but if you're playing against a player who's taller than you and is as flexible as you, do you think you can shoot like that?" Shang Lin didn't even give Yan Yufeng a chance to answer, and then asked.

"It's another bad habit! When you're constantly playing in an environment where you're shorter than you, or as tall as you, you'll naturally lower your shooting height, and that's a matter of course! Shang Lin seemed to be scolding, but it was as if he was revealing the answer for Yan Yufeng.

Yan Yufeng had a contemplative expression on his face, Shang Lin patted him on the shoulder, and said, "You have a good shooting posture and even better bounce, but you only waste these advantages and use them for dunking, this is really stupid!" ”

Yan Yufeng's face turned red in an instant, and for the first time in his life, he listened to a person's lecture with sincerity.

"Now that you know what's wrong, you know what to do now, right?" Shang Lin seemed to be asking, but his eyes were serious.

"Understood, Coach!" Yan Yufeng bowed his head and replied.

"Well, go ahead, remember, don't deliberately jump shots, but shoot wholeheartedly from the heart!" After Shang Lin finished speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Keep practicing!" ”

Yan Yufeng ran away as if he was on the verge of a big moment, and he didn't even reply to the inquiring eyes from the night wind not far away, and ran away with a basketball in his hand.

Night Changfeng was secretly surprised, and suddenly heard a familiar voice: "No. 15!" I turned around reflexively, saw the coach beckoning to me, and said, "Come here!" ”

"Oh!" Ye Changfeng responded weakly and trotted to the coach with a basketball.

"Run forward, take my pass, and shoot!" Shang Lin commanded.

Ye Changfeng was happy in his heart, catching the ball and stopping to shoot the ball was his strong point, and even Yan Yufeng sometimes had to say admiration, and immediately replied: "En! ”

Running down slowly, Ye Changfeng kept looking back at the basketball in the coach's hand.

Shang Lin held the ball and didn't move, looking at him coldly.

Ye Changfeng finally stopped running and looked at the coach fixedly.

"Are you the one who runs to catch the ball and shoot?" Shang Lin suddenly shouted.

The night wind startled, and looked at the coach with an angry face at a loss.

"Answer me!" Shang Lin roared again.

"No''''''' no!" Night Wind lowered his head.

"Come back, run again!" Shang Lin's tone did not have the slightest hint of rebuttal.

The night wind galloped back and listened in front of the coach.

Shang Lin looked at the night wind carefully, and at this moment, the night wind was confused again.

"Do you have to stand still every time you attack, waiting for the order of the players? Hi! You start running now! Are you just running? Shang Lin glared at the night wind.

Night Wind finally understood, got up and ran down.

The ball came, it was urgent and fast, to the surprise of Ye Changfeng, the route of the ball was very straight, it was like a straight line running towards him, at this time, there was no time to be surprised, Ye Changfeng caught the ball, immediately paused his body, got up and threw the ball.

"Bell!" The ball smashed into the basket and bounced out.

Shang Lin Shen curled his finger at Ye Changfeng, who ran over with a pale face.

"Now I'll tell you three points, listen well, after listening, find a teammate to practice!" Shang Lin looked up at Ye Changfeng with his head down, although the conversation posture between the two looked from a distance, as if Ye Changfeng was very imposing, but from the expression of the expression, this was very different.

"First, when you receive the ball, you should run in a cross-stride, not like a track and field athlete, with your feet wide open!

Second, you should have the confidence to finish the action and not throw the ball out like a hot taro. Remember, if you want to be really fast, you have to start slowly, not from the start!

Thirdly, is it true that your route in the race has always been a straight line? Understand that in order to shake off your opponent who is like chewing gum, you have to be like a snake that makes people not even know where you're going! Okay, did you write it down? Shang Lin stared at the night wind that had been keeping his head down.

"Write it down, Coach! I'll understand! "Ye Changfeng now looks the same as a first-grade elementary school student standing in front of the teacher, and he is honestly afraid.

"Go ahead!" Shang Lin waved his hand, Ye Changfeng held the basketball, continued Yan Yufeng's posture just now, and ran away.

"Number Five!" Shang Lin's voice sounded again.

"Here, Coach!" The voice of the plateau was all trembling.

"It's over, the coach is terrible!" Zhai Yong, who was hiding in the corner and practicing, muttered with a vegetable.

"It's over, he's going to call me later! Oh my God, how could this be! Wang Zhiquan groaned in pain.

"Retarded, what's wrong with you?" Zhai Yong suddenly saw Ouyang Shangzhi squatting there with a basketball on his face with a dead gray face, and he didn't have a lively look at all.

"Alas, look, Zhiquan, the mentally handicapped are almost stupid!" Zhai Yong sighed.

"Hey'''''''!" Wang Zhiquan let out a long sigh.

Only Ouyang Shangzhi himself knows what is going on in his heart, yes! It's really over, he's the coach!

When Ouyang Shangzhi saw him for the first time, and then listened to Yan Yufeng personally introduce him, Ouyang Shangzhi's heart never calmed down, and he kept beating at a high speed.

It's over! Even the boss is so scared to death that he is dragging like this, what is the difference between him and a mouse just now! You see, Big Brother Night also ran away like a rabbit, not to mention the captain Gao Yuan, Ouyang Shangzhi swore that he could see the captain's slightly swinging thighs clearly.

What if you call me later? It's over, he's going to take revenge on me! Sure!

Ouyang Shangzhi felt that there was a black whirring in front of him, and at this fateful moment, he suddenly heard a voice, "No. 23!" ”

"Tom!" Ouyang Shangzhi sat on the ground with his butt on his butt, and his big eyes were flustered.

"Come here!" Shang Lin rarely showed a smile and looked at Ouyang Shangzhi.

This smile was undoubtedly in Ouyang Shangzhi's eyes, no different from the devil's cruel smile, his heartbeat suddenly reached the highest beating speed, and he hugged the basketball tightly and moved slowly.

Shang Lin looked at the frightened little boy with a smile in his heart, and while complaining that he was really too fierce just now, he tried his best to soften his voice and said, "How old is it?" ”

"Ten'''''' fifteen!" Ouyang Shangzhi stammered.

"Come, sit down!" Shang Lin himself sat down on the ground first, and then patted the floor beside him, and said.

Ouyang Shangzhi sat down timidly, holding the basketball tightly with his hands, as if at this moment, the only thing that could give him a little comfort was the basketball.

"When did you start practicing?" Shang Lin said with a smile.

"Last year, last October!" Ouyang Shangzhi replied and immediately added.

"Oh!" Shang Lin was shocked.

"Really?"

"Yes", "Yes!" Ouyang Shangzhi was scared, and the coach looked like he didn't believe it.

"Who taught you!" Shang Lin put his hand on Ouyang Shangzhi's small shoulder and asked softly.

"Boss!" Ouyang Shangzhi relaxed slightly, and pointed to Yan Yufeng, who was practicing hard.

"Yes!" Shang Lin nodded, and then said, "I know you've just joined the team, right?" ”

"yes, I just joined the team." Ouyang Shangzhi found that this coach seemed to be like he was not like to others, and he couldn't help but gradually relax.

"Well, can you tell me, do you like basketball?" Shang Lin thought for a moment and asked.

"I like it!" Ouyang Shangzhi replied quickly.

"Why do you like it, just tell me a reason to like it!" Shang Lin asked again.

"Why should there be a reason to like it?" Ouyang Shangzhi's strange theory has flare up again.

Shang Lin paused, laughed, touched Ouyang Shangzhi's little head, and said, "Will you always like basketball?" ”

"Yes!" Ouyang Shangzhi was concise this time.

"Yes! Shangzhi, from tomorrow onwards, you don't want to practice with your big brothers! Shang Lin rarely said.

"Why?" Ouyang Shangzhi was anxious.

"Starting tomorrow, I'll train you personally! Do you understand? Shang Lin smiled.

"It's '''''', alright!" Ouyang Shangzhi originally wanted to refuse, but after a turn of thought, even the bosses were afraid of him, and now while he was still smiling at him, it was better not to mess with him, so he immediately agreed.

"Yes! Keep practicing! Shang Lin patted Ouyang Shangzhi and said.

When Ouyang Shangzhi just walked away, Shang Lin's voice sounded loudly again: "No. 4!" ”

"It's coming!" Xiang Jie immediately jumped up and rushed over with a basketball in his arms.

Yan Yufeng patted Xiang Jie with his hand, gave him a cautious look, and then met Ouyang Shangzhi who came over, and asked anxiously: "Shangzhi, what did the coach say to you?" ”

"Nothing! He seemed to be wrong about me! Ouyang Shangzhi immediately became proud when he thought of the difference between his treatment and everyone.

"Really nothing?" Yan Yufeng didn't believe it.

"Really, I'm going to practice!" Ouyang Shangzhi replied, turned around and left, walked a few steps, suddenly remembered something, turned his head, and said: "Boss, the coach said that from tomorrow, he will train me personally!" ”

"Oh!" A hint of surprise flashed in Yan Yufeng's eyes, he still saw Ouyang Shangzhi's extraordinary.

"Go ahead!" Yan Yufeng waved his hand, and then practiced calmly, but his heart was not calm, and he was always excited.

In fact, since the beginning, Yan Yufeng has been longing for a leader, he can take himself step by step into the palace of basketball, but after so long, Yan Yufeng has died, his only hope is to be able to find it in the United States, but in the past few days, it is really as wonderful as a dream.

Coach, he is the leader who longs for in his heart.

Every sentence of his made Yan Yufeng feel suddenly, everything before now seems to be really too wrong, but he has always been very confident, hehe, what a blind confidence!

It turned out that he had so many shortcomings, and at this moment, Yan Yufeng really accepted all his proud heart, and he sincerely listened to every word of the coach, because these were his dreams.

I'll give it my all this month, I promise!

Yan Yufeng thought secretly.

Holding the ball, Yan Yufeng jumped up again, and looked at Yan Yufeng who jumped up in surprise in Ye Changfeng, not far away, his current shooting posture is really beautiful, where is the beauty, it lies in the height of his jump, Ye Changfeng looked at the distance between his feet and the ground, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

It's so high?

Never, with this jump shot, even if he rushed over, Ye Changfeng was not sure that he would be able to seal it, and Yan Yufeng still leaned back slightly.

"It's horrible! Is this the result of the coach's conversation? Night Wind muttered to himself.

Looks like I'm going to have to work hard, too!

The night wind, who woke up, immediately stood firm and shouted to the pillar that passed the ball to him: "Ready! Then he ran vigorously to the inside line, and suddenly turned his body again, and reflexively ran towards the bottom arc of the three-point line.

"Biography!" Night Changfeng turned sideways and yelled at Han Dazhu.

The ball came quickly, received the ball, adjusted his body very quickly, got up, and shot out with his hands open.

"Brush!"

Zero degree angle hit!

"Beautiful!" Yan Yufeng stood there, witnessing the whole process, and finally couldn't help but shout loudly.

Ye Changfeng raised his right hand to shoot the basketball, raised his index finger towards the sky, and looked at Yan Yufeng from afar.

"Come on!" Yan Yufeng also raised his hand, looked at the night wind, and secretly recited.

The two looked at each other from a distance, like stars, and flashed firmly.

"Come on!"

This is the voice of the whole team of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, they firmly believe that after a month, Beiyang No. 12 Middle School will let everyone who thinks they are familiar with them see what a real tiger is.

A tiger with wings!

A Tiger King who will intimidate the entire forest!

Tiger King

Great Qin Bingbing

2004-11-7

ps: I can't say more, seeing this, I don't know how everyone will feel, someone once said that I talked too badly about the players, the coach is too rubbish, I haven't changed anything because of this, now, I'll give you the answer.

You can't expect to see any clever basketball tactics in an amateur high school team in a city, because there are not many really good coaches in the whole of China, so how can there be in that small city?

I'm sure you've played a lot of games, and I don't know what you think of coaches, but I know that if you want to win, you have to rely on everyone on the field, not on the coach!

They don't understand what tactics are, so how can they talk about teaching the players?

Also, some people say that the main character is strong? How strong? From these chapters, you can see from Shang Lin's eyes that Yan Yufeng is still an immature player, although he has amazing talent and quality, but in many technical moves, he is still seen through by a real knowledge coach like Shang Lin at a glance.

This kind of ability, you are in a group of players who have not been professionally trained, you naturally have the advantage, you play a basketball with children, who do you think will win?

In fact, many times I don't think that this book yy, everything I write, many people in this world can do, I am a real person and a real thing! China has, at least Chen Jianghua in Guangdong, I heard that he is very powerful, he is only 185 tall, but the bounce is very terrible, turning 360 degrees with both hands to dunk, do whatever you want! As for another part of the world, not to mention, the player who jumps from the free throw line is not unique to the NBA, and the young White, who jumps from the free throw line, and also jumps down to change hands, and finally the right hand side dunk is successful. I don't know what you'll see if you see it! Anyway, after reading it, I thought it was incredible!

You don't believe it? I'll give you the address, you can see for yourself!

Having said so much, I'm sorry to spend money to read my book friends, I can only repay it with an update and hurry up, thank you for reading my nonsense!

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