After measuring the height, Yang Fan went to measure the arm span and touch height according to the instructions of the staff, Yang Fan's arm span was 2.01 meters, and the running height data was 3.42 meters. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Fan didn't know whether these data were good or not, so he deliberately stayed and waited to see Chen Jianghua's data for a while.

Chen Jianghua, who had finished measuring his height, walked over expressionlessly, and he spread his arms and waited for the staff to measure him.

"2.02 meters!" The staff reported the data, and Yang Fan felt that he should be about 5 centimeters taller than Chen Jianghua, but he didn't expect that his arm span was not as good as him. He looked at Chen Jianghua carefully, although his hands did not go above his knees, they did look very slender, especially the two palms, which looked one size taller than normal.

"A rare basketball prodigy indeed." Yang Fan was even a little jealous in his heart.

After measuring the arm span, Chen Jianghua was ready to measure the height. After the staff signaled that he could start, he just gave a little run, and then jumped hard.

Although he couldn't see the data, Yang Fan knew that Chen Jianghua's bounce might be better than his own data.

"3.48 meters!" Although the data reported by the staff did not surprise Yang Fan, it still surprised him.

Since high school, Yang Fan has always felt that he is a piece of playing material, whether it is his proud height, slightly longer than his height, or superior bounce, these seem to show people his enviable talent.

But today, in front of Chen Jianghua, Yang Fan suddenly felt that his talent seemed to be a little unbeatable compared to him. In the past, he had always been called a genius, but today he feels that Chen Jianghua should be called a genius, and he may be barely able to be called a genius.

Chen Jianghua was the last student who needed a physical test, and after he finished the test, the staff handed over all the data to Nielsen. Nielsen looked at the data, didn't say a word, and couldn't tell whether he was surprised or not very satisfied.

"I've seen all your stats, now let's start training, before that, we need to play a little game to warm up." The translator on the side repeated Nelson's words, and the translator was only about 1.7 meters tall, standing in the middle of a group of tall people, looking a little inconspicuous. Yang Fan and the others seemed to ignore his existence, and they felt as if their brains had automatically repeated Nelson's words, and they didn't expect the voice to come from the translator behind him.

Nelson's so-called warm-up game is very simple, which is to dribble and run back and forth for twenty rounds.

The four classmates fought in a row, with the tallest Yang Fan standing in the middle, and Chen Jianghua on his right hand. After Nelson's whistle, the four men ran out.

Because it was a warm-up event, the speed of the four people was not fast, but gradually, Yang Fan felt that Chen Jianghua was speeding up, and he quickly surpassed the others by half a meter.

The unique desire to win in his bones made Yang Fan unconsciously speed up his pace, and after catching up with Chen Jianghua in three or two steps, Yang Fan deliberately slowed down his pace and moved forward parallel to him, which seemed to be a demonstration and a provocation.

Of course, Chen Jianghua realized the murderous aura brought by Yang Fan, and he suddenly accelerated again, just like a racing driver stepping on the accelerator to the bottom, and the whole person rushed out with a swish.

Yang Fan was naturally not to be outdone, and chased after him.

Yang Fan was very fast, indeed very fast, and the closest classmate behind him had been pulled down by him for almost a full distance, but Chen Jianghua in front of him was faster, almost a meter in front of Yang Fan.

This distance made Yang Fan feel so insurmountable.

The 50 rounds were quickly finished, and all the team members sat down on the ground. Nelson was writing something in his notebook and grinning when he noticed what the lads looked like.

"This is just the beginning, if it were Nash, I am afraid that he would not even sweat at this intensity."

Xu Yujie was reading a book in the dormitory, she was studying mathematics, and the upcoming final exam was not easy for her. She worked on the problem over and over again on the scratch paper, but couldn't find a perfect solution to it.

Yang Fan has been in the training camp for 5 days, and he will be back in about 9 days. Every day he would only call himself after returning to the hotel after training, and he would always fall asleep after a beating.

Xu Yujie was very worried that Yang Fan would not be able to stand that kind of intense training, after all, the people who went with him were all students of the sports school, and the usual amount of training was incomparable to Yang Fan.

"Alas!" Xu Yujie sighed and continued to put her thoughts on the topic, and she would not think about Yang Fan when she was solving the problem.

This is a probability problem, the conditions are very simple, and the final problem is to measure the probability of a team winning the championship. Xu Yujie thought of what their teacher had said in class.

Mathematics and philosophy can be said to be the foundation of this world, and any problem can be answered with these two disciplines. If you don't think you can answer it, it's not because you don't have an answer, but because you haven't found it yet.

Xu Yujie doesn't understand philosophy very well, but she feels that she seems to be a beginner in the mysteries of mathematics. For example, in the current problem, the ultimate problem is to find the probability of a team winning the championship. In fact, this can also be encountered in real life, but the difference is that in the question, the questioner has already found useful conditions for you. And in life, you have to find out for yourself.

Thinking of this, Xu Yujie suddenly slapped the table, and she suddenly became happy. For a long time, she felt that she couldn't seem to help Yang Fan except for spiritual support. The last time he made his own initiative to recommend Yang Fan to Japan's Mizuno Yohei, it backfired, making both of them very unhappy.

She now seems to have found a new way, which is to apply her profession to Yang Fan.

But what role can math play in basketball?

Xu Yujie's first reaction was to help Yang Fan measure the angle where it was easiest to score, or the positions where he was most likely to score. Thinking of this, Xu Yujie was even happier, and she felt that her thinking had broadened all of a sudden.

She worked on scratch paper to figure out how many degrees it would be easier for a basketball to hit the basket.

"Generally speaking, it should be that the larger the surface area of the basket relative to the basketball, the easier, then it should be here, here!" Xu Yujie found the ruler and the protractor, and calculated carefully.

"It's forty-five degrees!" She didn't know if her calculation was correct, but she came to such a conclusion. To verify that she was right, she turned on her computer and looked for some videos of the stars playing to see if the shots were accurate enough to let the ball fall into the basket at a 45-degree angle.