Campus Basketball (Part 3)

Terrible coach

"Hey, Applejack, when you jump, don't be so anxious, believe that you can do it, try to relax your body, don't be so anxious, just like you are standing on land and doing movements, come! One more time! Night Wind shouted dissatisfiedly.

"Damn, speaking is better than singing, I'm just starting to learn!" Xiang Jie half-squatted under the basket frame, holding the basketball and shouting.

"What a study! You're all 1.93 meters old, why can't you even do a one-handed side buckle in the air, how can you go out and mix! We are now the boss of the whole Jiangsu, pull it out, we must be majestic! Zhai Yong leaned against the wall and laughed on fire.

"Get out, those who are less than one meter nine tall have no right to speak!" Xiang Jie rolled his eyes.

"Cut!" Zhai Yong replied, and then ran to Long Guang, where the two practiced passing.

"The curvature of the side is smaller, be bolder! One more time! The sound of the night wind sounded again.

"Death!" Xiang Jie reluctantly picked up the basketball and walked to the outside, ready to do it again.

"Well, that's it, when you turn around, your elbows should be straight, don't be afraid of hurting people, this is a professional offensive action, only the action is coherent, the referee will not blow!" Under the other basket, Yan Yufeng and Han Dazhu were practicing the confrontation under the basket.

"Come on, the strength is greater, twist the body quickly, lean back as much as possible, by the way, your left foot step outward, but keep a parallel to the right foot, so that the posture of turning around is very stable, and the hit rate after the shot is very guaranteed!" Yan Yufeng was doing sparring, and at the same time, he carefully pointed out the shortcomings of Han Dazhu's turn.

Wang Zhiquanzheng and Cao Tao were practicing stop-and-go jump shots, one pass and one shot for the two of them, without the slightest intention of slacking off.

It's three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sunlight shines through the rows of large windows high above the arena, creating a frame of the windows, and spilling obliquely in the basketball training hall of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School.

In the hall, echoing everyone's shouts, everyone is training hard, although at this moment, the coach is not there, but everyone has not relaxed at all, after more than a year of training, Beiyang No. 12 Middle School has gradually become a very strict discipline team.

"Ruffian, where is the captain?" Zhai Yong.

"Who knows, we should go to our sister-in-law! Recently, the two seem to be making rapid progress! Long Guang smiled evilly.

"Oh, haha, I knew you must be going to follow, come on! Tell the bro some! Zhai Yong's spirits perked up, and a silver smile appeared on his face.

"Last night, Captain Gao asked Lin Lei out in the maple forest in the back yard of the school, and then the two ''''''''''!" Long Guang walked up to Zhai Yong and whispered.

"What are you doing? How not to move! Yan Yufeng's sharp eyes glanced at what Zhai Yong and Long Guang were muttering there, and immediately shouted.

"Nothing, we're talking about how to pass the best!" The two were startled and immediately separated, and Long Guang, who reacted quickly, explained with a dry smile.

"It's training time, gossip until the training is over!" Yan Yufeng frowned and shouted.

"Understood!" Zhai Yong and Long Guang glanced at each other, and they both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes, no way, now Yan Yufeng is the veritable boss of the team, and during the training time, he is very serious.

"Let's talk later!" Zhai Yong whispered, and then passed the ball seriously.

"Yes!" Long Guang answered, ran sideways, caught the ball, and then angled the ball to the inside of the three-second zone with great accuracy.

In the past half a month, in order to prepare for the upcoming national competition, the whole team has worked hard to correct everyone's shortcomings and mistakes, Xiang Jie still lacks explosive power and offensive courage, so after discussing with Ye Changfeng, Yan Yufeng decided to let him dunk more difficult levels to increase his murderous and domineering spirit.

As for Han Dazhu's shortcomings of focusing on defense, and having few means and slow turnaround under offense, Yan Yufeng also personally went off the court as a sparring partner to correct it.

Wang Zhiquan is a typical shooting no-point type, and it is also Gao Yuan who came up with it by increasing his shooting volume to increase the shooting rate.

For Zhai Yong, Long Guang and others, because most of them play the role of passing in the game, it is very correct to increase the amount of exercise in this regard.

Since Coach Wang Xuechao voluntarily resigned half a month ago and became an assistant coach, and the position of head coach has been vacant, many things are managed and negotiated by Yan Yufeng, for example, everyone has a training plan, and each plan is made under the joint discussion of Yan, Ye and Gao.

And most of the plans have almost Yan Yufeng's participation, in private, the whole team has long regarded Yan Yufeng as the new captain, and Gao Yuan has long abdicated to make way for Xian, and now the only thing waiting for is the arrival of a new coach to announce this.

"Let's rest, everyone!" Yan Yufeng looked up at the big clock hanging on the left wall of the arena, and then shouted loudly.

"Whew!" The whole team couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, and sat down to rest on the spot.

"Long Wind!" Yan Yufeng beckoned to the night long wind who was still saying something to Xiang Jie.

"It's coming!" The night wind echoed and ran over.

"Where's the captain?" Yan Yufeng asked.

"I didn't see it, he lay down before training just now, and then ran out again!" Night Wind replied.

"What about the coach?" Yan Yufeng turned around again, looked around, and asked.

"I was there before the training started, and I didn't see it since!" Night Changfeng spread his hands and replied.

"What about today? No one is there? Yan Yufeng said to himself.

"Yufeng! I have something on my mind and want to tell you about it! The night wind said suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Yan Yufeng looked at Ye Changfeng, his face was full of worry now.

"It's been half a month since I hired a coach, why hasn't a coach been willing to come yet? If this continues, it will definitely affect our training syllabus, you see, for training, you have not trained systematically, all spent on everyone's time, this matter is not solved, it will be detrimental to everyone! The night breeze said the worries that had been held in his heart for a long time.

Yan Yufeng was silent, patted Ye Changfeng's shoulder, and said cautiously: "In this training, we must put our strength on a higher level, if we still maintain this level, it will be too dangerous to reach the national competition in April, you know, the teams we are facing now are all champions of each province, and there is no weak brigade at all." As for myself, I have a way to stay in good shape, don't worry about this! After finishing speaking, Yan Yufeng showed a sunny smile to the night breeze.

Ye Changfeng seemed to be infected by Yan Yufeng's smile, and most of his worries disappeared, he nodded, and said, "Since that's the case, I won't say more, everyone has come to this point, it would be a pity if it failed!" ”

"Yes! We must not fail! Yan Yufeng clenched his fists.

"The rules of the game in April are a best-of-three system, each with a home field, and if there is a draw, a draw will be drawn to decide whose home game will be played again, the rules are still acceptable in my opinion, even if you make a mistake, there is still a chance!" Ye Changfeng told the information he had inquired about last night.

"Oh, is that so? That's great! Yan Yufeng said in surprise.

"Well, but we can't take it lightly, let's break out of the southern district and meet the masters of the northern district!" The more Night Changfeng spoke, the more excited he became, and his eyebrows rose to the top of his forehead.

"Huh! Look at what you say! Yan Yufeng smiled and pushed Ye Changfeng, and Ye Changfeng immediately pushed back, and the two laughed.

"By the way, Wisdom?" Yan Yufeng suddenly remembered.

"He? I don't know! There may be a lesson! Night Wind thought for a moment and replied.

", he has been transferred to the twelfth middle school, and the pig head has transferred him to the first year of high school, he is now in the same grade as us, we don't have classes, where does he have classes? Definitely ran out to play again. Yan Yufeng aired.

"Hehe, don't be angry with him, he's just a child, but then again, you really have the ability to transfer Shangzhi from the second middle school to the twelfth middle school, and you have also been transferred to the first year of high school, and you don't need the high school entrance examination, it's really amazing!" Night Changfeng said this, and couldn't help but be suspicious.

Yan Yufeng must have thought of how he came to the Twelfth Middle School again, and immediately interjected the topic: "Actually, it's nothing, now that our team has established such a great contribution, the pig head will definitely give us some face, besides, it is no problem to directly rise to the first year of high school with the results of the above wisdom!" You say yes! After speaking, he looked at Ye Changfeng with a little weakness.

Ye Changfeng looked at Yan Yufeng, who was smiling calmly, suspiciously, and asked, "It's that simple?" ”

"It's that simple! Without further ado, it's training time! Yan Yufeng was afraid that the night wind would ask again, so he immediately threw down a sentence and ran away, and then shouted loudly for everyone to stand up and start a new training.

Ye Changfeng looked at Yan Yufeng's back steadily, and said to himself: "Yufeng, you are too mysterious!" What's behind you? ”

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Ouyang Shangzhi poked out of the woods, his eyes turned around, and he was finally sure that there was no one on this court, and then he smiled proudly and walked out of the woods with a basketball in his hand.

"I'm still the smartest, in the stadium, and I have to be scolded by the boss, I'm not so stupid! It's okay to come here alone, haha, I played the ball again, and I was scolded less, haha'''''' I'm so smart! The more Ouyang Shangzhi spoke, the more proud he became, and he couldn't help but laugh childishly again.

One holds the ball, on the empty court, Ouyang Shangzhi began to play freely, a step down, a turn again, full of street basketball flavor, twice, turn over, can be seen at any time, but Ouyang Shangzhi doesn't seem to feel it, still play very h, even the layup will not take three steps at all, one step, two steps, and then suddenly a low hand throws the ball, and the head deliberately looks elsewhere, not at all to look at the basket, it looks cool, but the ball will not go in at all, smashed the board, It immediately bounced to the other side.

Ouyang Shangzhi muttered, ran over, caught the ball with one hand, and then used only one hand to do a double-span dribble under the step, his body dangling, full of funny.

If Yan Yufeng was standing next to him, he would definitely open his mouth and scold again, just because Ouyang Shangzhi's way of playing without any basketball rules made Yan Yufeng angry.

When he came back in half a month, Yan Yufeng suddenly found that Ouyang Shangzhi's playing style had changed, and his original decent dribbling posture had suddenly become more than half, and he grabbed Sun Ming and asked, Yan Yufeng couldn't wait to throw Sun Ming, who pretended to be pitiful, out of the earth.

In the past half a month, Sun Ming has been fooling around with Ouyang Shangzhi and Fang Xiang, with Ouyang Shangzhi's already very proficient dribbling touch, between half a month, it can be said that it is handy to learn this set, and the most terrifying thing is that the elf energy in Ouyang Shangzhi's bones, under the lure of street basketball, suddenly went out of control, according to Sun Ming's own admission, now, he and Fang Xiang can no longer fight Ouyang Shangzhi, even if the two of them are guarded, they will be deceived by him.

Originally, this was good news, but when Yan Yufeng went to see Ouyang Shangzhi play in person, he suddenly felt bad.

Yan Yufeng knows very well what will happen if it goes on like this, the result is not bad, and it will even be some kind of better result, but in the face of the upcoming national competition, Ouyang Shangzhi is completely unstereotyped, and he does not understand the true meaning of street basketball style at all, it is definitely a big mistake to bring him to the court.

It's no joke when it comes to playing.

The referee won't pay attention to what street basketball is, what is basketball performance art, you flip your hand and directly give the ball to the opponent, and if you mess around, you will directly throw away the ball that must be scored.

If this continues, Yan Yufeng will never let Ouyang Shangzhi play, so what does this mean?

Doesn't this mean that everything Yan Yufeng did before was in vain?

Therefore, Yan Yufeng began to forcibly order Ouyang Shangzhi to go to the stadium for training, hoping to correct his current style, but Ouyang Shangzhi subconsciously refused, so the current scene appeared.

Ouyang Shangzhi suddenly held the ball and dribbled forward, then leaned forward, and then stepped out with his left foot, but stepped on the ground halfway, and his body also slammed down, stopping the forward leaning figure, and then Ouyang Shangzhi pulled the basketball back from the front, stepped down, changed hands and dribbled down from another direction, and then threw a one-handed high to the basket.

"Brush!" It was hollow in the net.

"Cool!" Ouyang Shangzhi praised himself first, smiled and regained control of the ball, and made a step-down dribble while moving forward.

"Hey, it's so boring to be alone, I don't understand, why the boss has changed so much after not seeing me for half a month, and he is so fierce to me!" Ouyang Shangzhi muttered to himself as he pursed his mouth depressedly.

"If only Brother Xiang was here, I could trick him again!" Ouyang Shangzhi immediately laughed happily at the thought of knocking Fang Xiang to the ground.

Turning around, Ouyang Shangzhi threw the ball in his hand, this posture was quite correct, but he was a little anxious, and the action was not finished at all.

Sure enough, the ball exploded on the basket, fell to the ground, and rolled off the court.

Ouyang Shangzhi snorted, depressedly watching the ball gradually roll away, sighed, and had to run so far to pick up the ball, it was really depressing, if two people played, it wouldn't be so depressed.

Suddenly, Ouyang Shangzhi saw that there was a person sitting next to the ball that rolled to the small stand, and he couldn't help but be surprised, and shouted: "Pick up a ball and throw it over!" ”

Shang Lin looked at this very childish little boy with a secret smile, the scene of his practice just now had already been seen by him, and while he was surprised by the boy's skillful touch, he laughed at the boy's self-amusing streetball action.

However, he was still very surprised, and he was even more surprised to see such a young child with such a sense of ball control here, especially in this twelve middle school where he had a great sense of mystery.

If you come well, it's a good material.

Shang Lin thought secretly.

"Can you hear me?" Ouyang Shangzhi saw that the adult had been ignoring him, so he put his hand to his mouth and shouted in a trumpet shape.

"Huh!" Shang Lin shook his head with a smile, suddenly stood up, bent down and grabbed the basketball next to him, and then walked over.

"Give me back the ball!" Ouyang Shangzhi opened his hand and said.

"Here you go!" Shang Lin didn't want to tease him, so he spread his hand and gave him the ball.

Ouyang Shangzhi took the ball in his hand, turned around and left.

"Hey, I'd like to ask you a few miles!" Shang Lin found this little boy very attractive, and couldn't help but want to talk more.

"Ask whom?" Ouyang Shangzhi turned his head and stared at this very well-dressed adult with big black and white eyes.

"Little Kobe!" Shang Lin Road.

"My boss? Do you have something to do with him? "Ouyang Shangzhi is a little scared, this person may know the boss, he won't tell the boss the news that I am playing ball here, right?

"Your boss?" Shang Lin laughed dumbly.

"Questions?" Ouyang Shangzhi stretched his neck and asked calmly.

"Can you tell him where he is now?" Shang Lin felt that this little boy was really funny, so he forced a smile and asked.

"Why did you tell you!" Ouyang Shangzhi rolled his eyes and thought to himself: I'm not that stupid, tell you, then I won't be told by you to the boss when I play ball here!

"Why can't you tell me?" Shang Lin asked funny.

"No why!" Ouyang Shangzhi couldn't think of how to answer, and said domineeringly.

"Oh!"

"You ask someone else! I do not know! Ouyang Shangzhi turned around and practiced the ball on his own, ignoring Shang Lin again.

Shang Lin crossed his waist and thought for a while, and said: "Why don't we make a bet, let's go head-to-head, if you lose, take me to see your boss, and if you win, I'll leave!" What do you think? ”

Ouyang Shangzhi held the ball in his arms, thought for a while, turned his head and asked, "What does it matter to me whether you leave or not?" You just stand right here! Just picked up the ball for me! ”

Shang Lin almost fell to the ground, he didn't expect this little boy to answer like this, this was the first time he had seen it.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll bother you?" Shang Lin decided to make another effort.

"Only I annoy others, no one can bother me, you can do it!" Ouyang Shangzhi didn't look at Shang Lin's hand, and then treated him as if he were air, and began to play ball alone.

Shang Lin was really helpless, seeing that this boy was not playing as if he existed, he shook his head with a wry smile, turned around and walked out, but there was a hint of hope in his heart: If this boy is also a student of the twelfth middle school, it would be really good.

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"Headmaster, are you looking for me?" Wang Xuechao pushed the door in, looked at Principal Zhu Zhiquan who was working, and asked.

"Well, Xuechao, you do it first!" The pig head waved his hand, motioned for Wang Xuechao to sit down first, and then wrote a few words on the document, then closed the folder, looked at Wang Xuechao with a smile, and said, "How is the team doing recently?" ”

"Everything is working as normal, everyone is preparing for the upcoming national competition." Wang Xuechao replied.

"Yes, that's good! I called today because I have something to tell you, hehe, Xuechao, you have to calm down first! The pig's head smiled and narrowed his eyes.

Wang Xuechao paused, and then immediately realized something, and said happily: "What about the coach?" ”

"Haha, yes, yes!" The pig's head also laughed.

Wang Xuechao's happy expression suddenly dimmed again, and said, "It won't be parallel again!" ”

"This is definitely not a parallel import, you will know when he comes!" The pig's head assured in high spirits.

Wang Xuechao looked at the extremely excited principal suspiciously, and thought to himself: What happened to him today? I've had a lot of coaches apply for jobs before, but I've never seen anyone so happy this time.

Don't mention the joy of the pig head at the moment, he finally contributed his own credit to this glorious team, all the time, he has been feeling uneasy about the honor that this team has won one after another, after all, these credits are not his, he is also a person who understands, when facing the praise of countless reporters and superiors, the pig head feels that it is really hard to laugh, too reluctant.

I have been looking for things to do to make me feel at ease, try to do a good job of logistics, and don't pull the children's hind legs, but these are too few to make any difference at all.

When Wang Xuechao resigned automatically, the pig head suddenly found that finding a qualified coach became the biggest comforter, so the pig head began to work wholeheartedly for this matter.

But it's too difficult to find a satisfactory coach, and although the 12th High School is now a very well-known team, it is really too difficult to find a qualified coach.

In the mind of the pig head, the coach or assistant who coaches the professional league is a qualified coach, if it is something else, it is better to go back and let Wang Xuechao be a cost-effective.

The high standard of the pig's head has led to the fact that in the past half a month, although countless coaches have come to apply, none of them can satisfy the pig's head, and the pig's head is frustrated in the face of the upcoming national competition.

Last night's visit from an uninvited guest made the pig's head fall into a dream, and when the young man, who was only in his thirties, placed a stack of materials in front of him, the pig's head even stared out.

He is currently the first assistant coach of Duke University, and was once the second-tier head coach of the University of North Carolina, an international first-class referee certificate, a diploma from the most famous Pittsburgh Basketball Academy in the United States, and countless other prominent names.

Doubts are certain, but when I look up online on my computer, I enter the homepage of the basketball team of Duke University, and the young man's profile picture is smiling, and the pig head, who is an English teacher, can feel his pure American English pronunciation from the conversation with the young man, not the so-called Chinese English.

Everything proves that this young man who claims to be named Shang Lin is really an international-level coach.

When he said that he sincerely hoped to become the coach of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School, the pig's head heart was about to fly into space.

Without hesitation, the pig head immediately agreed, and hoped that he would take office as soon as possible, and after that, Shang Lin promised to come to the school tomorrow afternoon to observe first, and then make a decision.

So today, the pig's head called Wang Xuechao with joy and waited for the appearance of this qualified coach.

There was a sudden knock at the door, and someone knocked politely outside.

"Please come in!" The pig's head tidied up his clothes and said in a loud voice.

Shang Lin pushed the door in, glanced at the entire office very calmly, and then nodded to Wang Xuechao.

"Sorry, it's late!" Shang Lin smiled politely.

"It's not too late, it's not too late!" The pig's head immediately stood up, and then introduced: "This is the current assistant coach Mr. Wang Xuechao, that is, he, who led the 12th Middle School to win such brilliant results!" ”

"Hello!" Wang Xuechao stood up and stretched out his hand very modestly.

"Hello!" Shang Lin stretched out his hand to shake his hand.

"How about it, let's have a meal first!" The pig's head rubbed his hands together and laughed.

"No, it's still early, I want to go to the stadium to see the players first, can I?" Shang Lin refused with a smile.

"This ''''''', well! Coach Shang, I'll take you there! The pig's head smiled awkwardly, and then said.

"No, Principal Zhu, according to what I said yesterday, I am not the coach of the 12th middle school now, and I will decide whether to be the coach after the inspection! Sorry! Shang Lin waved his hand, and his expression became serious.

Wang Xuechao raised his eyebrows, what a big breath!

"This, hehe, of course, of course, go, let's go now!" A few drops of sweat broke out on the pig's head, and he laughed.

"Let's go together! Coach Wang! Shang Lin looked at Wang Xuechao with a cold face with a smile and said.

"Humph!" Wang Xuechao walked forward, opened the door first, and walked out.

"It's nothing, Mr. Wang is such a person, don't mind!" The pig's head was busy with the round field.

"Nothing, let's go!" Shang Lin didn't move at all, and walked out with a smile.

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"Everybody, come here!" Wang Xuechao stood on the side of the court, clapping his hands and shouting.

Yan Yufeng and Ye Changfeng glanced at each other, gathered with everyone, and walked over.

"What about the plateau?" Wang Xuechao glanced at it and asked in a deep voice.

"Coach, there's something going on on the plateau!" Yan Yufeng replied.

Wang Xuechao nodded and said, "Now I announce that the whole team will be divided into two groups and play a teaching game, Yan Yufeng, Ye Changfeng, Zhai Yong, Cao Tao in a group, Han Dazhu, Wang Zhiquan, Long Guang, and Xiang Jie as a group." ”

"Four-on-four?" Night Wind asked.

"Everyone, get ready, let's get started! Do your best! The pig's head added......

"Let's go!" The night breeze pulled Yan Yufeng's hand.

"Who's that guy?" Yan Yufeng looked at Shang Lin who was smiling next to the pig's head and asked.

"I don't know, but I'm smiling a little silvery!" Ye Changfeng felt that this person was dressed too orthodox, but under this dress, the smile was really a little weird.

"I don't think so, I just feel weird!" Yan Yufeng said in a low voice.

"What does it feel?" The night is long and the wind is strange.

"I don't know, weird!" Yan Yufeng frowned, the person had been staring at him just now, and his gaze was very sharp, as if he wanted to see through himself, which made Yan Yufeng, who had never liked to be seen through, suddenly feel uncomfortable.

"Let's get started! Regardless of him! Ye Changfeng patted Yan Yufeng and reminded.

"Got it, let's get started!" Yan Yufeng nodded.

Shang Lin stood on the sidelines with his hands in his hands, his eyes as if he was casually watching the game going on on the field.

The No.8's performance was largely a bit of a surprise to him, and judging by his dribbling posture and the timing of his shots, he had an innate inspiration.

Although it seems that there are still many deficiencies, such as sticking the ball for too long, the range of activity is only on the outside, and although there have been a few attacks on the inside, it can be seen that he is still a person who likes to work on the outside.

His body is very good, his speed and instantaneous explosiveness are very fast, but if he should do it after the breakthrough, it has a bit of an improvisational flavor.

The running position is average, and there are a few attacks where there is a better position but I don't see it, although the passer may not see it, but as a good player, his scoring point should be the most scoring place, not like this.

The position is seriously unclear, and it can be seen that he is the core, but the core is not like this, sometimes he dribbles the ball through the half court, sometimes he scores when the scoring guard site, and from time to time the small forward carries out reading attacks.

It's a complete mess of things, and when a team is in a game, unless it's tactical, you should stick to your position and not run around the pitch.

It can be seen that No. 8 is still a player who has not been systematically professionally trained, although in terms of quality, he definitely has professional qualifications, but he has not developed a professional habit, which is fatal.

Several other players have these problems, but what makes Shang Lin very relieved is that his arrival is still right, this is a group of strange stones that can be carved into beautiful jade.

"Coach Wang, can I trouble you with something?" Shang Lin suddenly turned his head sideways to Wang Xuechao beside him.

"Say it!" Wang Xuechao responded coldly.

"Well, thank you in advance, when I say timeout, you call a stop, and then tell them to stay in this position, okay?" Shang Lin Road.

"Well''''', okay!" Wang Xuechao hesitated, couldn't guess what this arrogant-looking young man wanted to do, and nodded in agreement under the wild winking eyes of the pig's head.

"Thank you!" Shang Lin laughed, and then suddenly shouted, "Pause!" ”

Wang Xuechao was shocked and blurted out: "Stop! ”

Yan Yufeng, who was holding the ball, stopped the pace of breakthrough in surprise, looked at the coach in surprise, Xiang Jie, who was about to block, was about to take a step forward and asked the coach why he wanted to pause, but he heard a loud shout from the coach: "Stand in place!" ”

Yan Yufeng and Ye Changfeng, who was standing at the third point of the way, glanced at each other, and they both saw the other party's confusion.

What about coaches?

"Okay, let's just keep it like this, I'll say a few words!" Shang Lin took a few steps forward, cleared his throat, and said.

Shang Lin walked to Yan Yufeng's side, looked up at him, who was more than half a head taller than himself, and then took another step forward, and said, "No. 8, can you tell me, if you don't pause, how will you take the next step?" ”

Yan Yufeng paused and replied, "Speed up and go straight to the basket!" ”

Shang Lin nodded, then turned around and asked Xiang Jie, "What will you do?" ”

Xiang Jie couldn't figure out who this person was, but seeing that the coach and the principal were silent, he had to say: "Step forward, stand in a good position, and hope to cause an offensive foul." ”

"Does it work?" Shang Lin asked.

"Maybe!" Xiang Jie replied bottomlessly, everyone knows how powerful Yan Yufeng is, in case he jumps up and flies first, this is not a joke.

"And then?" Shang Lin asked again.

"And then? And then? "Xiang Jieleng is gone.

"And what are you thinking at this time?" Shang Lin pointed to Han Dazhu who was standing on the inner line and asked.

"I'll stand up and get ready to get a rebound!" Han Dazhu replied honestly.

"What about you?" Shang Lin looked at the players standing scattered on the court and asked.

"Quick Defense!" Everyone hesitated and replied.

"You're all wrong!" Shang Lin shook his head and said, then suddenly jumped up, startled everyone, ran to Yan Yufeng's side, and said quickly: "No. 8, you should use the gap to insert horizontally into the inner line, instead of waiting for No. 4 to make you foul, although you may score in this way, but reluctantly, it is very irrational!"

And the number 4 is the right choice, but there should not be only one step, on the court, you should quickly find the second step to do, not just one step, this is no different from not doing it!

No. 14, your choice is completely wrong, you should step forward and move the high end of the three-second zone, which is close to the free throw line, because this is the only way to block the attack of No. 8.

Then again, if the three of you made the right choice, then when you are on the 8th against the second zone of the 14th defense, sorry, please forgive me for calling the third second zone simply the second zone, your role has been achieved, then, now all you have to do is pass the ball! Shang Lin said this, and immediately ran quickly outside the three-second line, and said to the night long wind: "And you, No. 15, what you have to do now is to choose the best shooting point, that is, the shooting point, what is the best, no one defends, and the high-end of the second zone into a 75-degree fan-shaped three-point line outside the area is the best shooting point, because only in this area, No. 8 can clearly see your position and pass the best quality pass!"

And your task is to wait for the number 8 to cut into the high end of the second zone, draw the number 6 who is defending you to pass, take the pass from the number 8, and then shoot.

And you, number 13! Shang Lin ran to Cao Tao again, and continued: "The position you are standing in now is very good, at this time, all you have to do is to wait for No. 15 to throw the ball, and then rush into the interior to grab rebounds, instead of returning to defense!"

And the one who quickly returned to defense was No. 7, and his position was the farthest! Shang Lin immediately ran to Zhai Yong's side again and asked, "Tell me, what should you do now?" ”

Zhai Yong looked at the strange man in front of him stupidly, said so many words, and said so fast, he didn't breathe and his face didn't blush.

"Answer me?" Shang Lin asked again.

"Back to the defense!"

"How to defend back?" Shang Lin asked.

"''''''?" Zhai Yong didn't know what to say.

"Who's closest to you?" Shang Lin enlightened the way.

"Him!" Zhai Yong pointed at the dragon light.

"Okay, tell me, what are you going to do now?" Shang Lin asked.

"Come with him?" Zhai Yong hesitated and replied.

"No, no, no'''''," Shang Lin shook his head, then pointed at Long Guang, startling the latter, and then shouted: "You should stick him to death and strangle the opponent's fast attack in its most primitive state!" ”

"Got it?" Shang Lin looked at Zhai Yong face to face.

"Ming''Got it!" Zhai Yong stammered and replied.

“ok！ Keep playing! Shang Lin walked off the field as if nothing had happened, returned to Wang Xuechao's side, and put his hands up.

The stadium was quiet, everyone was watching, everyone's face was surprised, Yan Yufeng was completely shocked, and Ye Changfeng was also full of shocked expressions.

Who is he? It was so terrible to explain an attack in detail, and if you did what he said, there is no doubt that the fool knew that it was an absolutely wonderful attack.

Oh, my God! This is the perfect offensive tactic in the true sense of the word! Yan Yufeng looked up at the ceiling and exclaimed.

"Ahem!" Wang Xuechao pretended to cough, suppressed the surprise in his heart, and then said: "I think the purpose of today's game has been achieved, right?" Headmaster! ”

"Yes, yes, yes, it's done!" The pig's head is now completely convinced, this coach is really a fine material!

"Then Shang Jiao''''' Oh, no, Mr. Shang, have you decided?" The pig's head asked in a nervous whisper.

"Yes, after the inspection, I am willing to accept the position of head coach of Beiyang No. 12 Middle School! When is the contract signed? Shang Lin smiled sideways and looked at the pig's head with the smile.

"That''s great! You can sign at any time, at any time! The pig's head shouted in surprise, and he didn't have the demeanor of a school leader.

"Assistant Wang, hello, my name is Shang Lin!" Shang Lin looked at Wang Xuechao with a smile on his face and stretched out his hand.

Wang Xuechao looked at this young man who was much older than himself in a daze, took a deep breath, then smiled calmly, stretched out his hand, and said, "Welcome, Coach Shang!" ”

"Thank you!"

"Who is he?" Xiang Jie walked to Yan Yufeng's side and asked in a tentative whisper.

"Coach, our new coach!" Yan Yufeng turned his head and looked at Xiang Jiedao.

When Xiang Jie saw Yan Yufeng's eyes, he couldn't help but be stunned, those eyes were full of excitement, and there were even tears.

What I wanted finally came, really, it wasn't a dream!

Yan Yufeng raised his head again and exhaled with joy.

We finally have a terrible coach!

National competition, I assure you, we will not let you down!

Terrible coach

Great Qin Bingbing

2004-11-6

ps:After this chapter,It's updated by the big swordsman.,Hero,I've put the chapter in my mailbox for you.,You can see it on QQ.,Remember,Every 4 days, a chapter is lifted.,It's updated in the public version.,Accordingly, this chapter is unbanned in VIP.,I'm sorry for you.。

Great Qin Bingbing

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