Chapter 162: Greeting the First Battle
However, Yang Fan didn't know this, he smiled very kindly, and signaled that he was going back. The boy nodded as well, and continued to practice his shooting.
Sleepless nights.
When he was already slightly pale that day, Yang Fan began to get a little nervous. He was worried that his lack of rest that night would affect his performance, and he forced himself to close his eyes and not think about anything.
Just when he didn't seem to be asleep, Yi Li got up. Although his movement was not big, Yang Fan still sobered up all of a sudden.
"So early?" Yang Fan glanced at Yi Li.
"Well, I can't sleep, get up and practice. I'm noisy with you, you can see if you can fall asleep again. Yi Li spoke coldly, even if he apologized like this, he couldn't hear the slightest apology.
"I can't sleep either, I'll go with you." Yang Fan got up, he didn't change his clothes, and put on his sneakers directly. "Where are you going?"
"I saw yesterday that there is a basketball court in the park next to it, and I don't know if I can get in."
"Let's go and have a look." Yang Fan put his mobile phone in his pocket, "Don't forget to bring your mobile phone, the team leader will find someone in a while." ”
"Well, I've got to be back by 7 o'clock." Yi Li didn't seem to include Yang Fan.
Yang Fan didn't care about this, he followed Yi Li to the room. Yi Li didn't seem to have the intention of zero time, and he actually stuffed a ball in his bag. Yang Fan wanted to ask him if he had picked up the ball yesterday or bought it separately. But thinking of Yi Li's unapproachable character, he felt that he would rather hold back than be bored.
The park next to the hotel is not quite what Yang Fan imagined, there are almost no gates and walls, only a sign that is not very conspicuous. Although the introduction on the sign is in Japanese, because it is similar to Chinese characters, Yang Fan can actually understand a rough idea.
Although the basketball court Yi Li said was surrounded by barbed wire, the gate was not locked. Yi Li took off his jacket and began to practice free throws.
Yang Fan counted silently next to him, 1 shot 1, 2 shots 1 hit...... When Yi Li threw the hundredth ball, Yang Fan stopped him: "Wait a minute, 83 out of 100, not bad!" ”
Yi Li didn't know if he was dissatisfied with this data, or dissatisfied with Yang Fan's stop, he pouted and didn't say anything.
"It's so boring for you to play like this, let's play empty pick-up, shall we?" Yang Fan proposed.
"Does that make any sense?" This sentence seems to be the first sentence that Yi Li took the initiative to ask Yang Fan.
"I have a few ideas, I don't know if it's right, you can help me verify it." Yang Fan stretched out his hand as he spoke, and Yi Li threw the ball to him suspiciously.
"You're about the third fastest in the team, and the fastest in the team over 2 meters. That is, if there is no interference, I dribble to this. Yang Fan stopped at the free throw line, "You'll probably be here!" Yang Fan walked to the 45° three-point line again, rubbed his feet vigorously on the ground, and motioned for Yi Li to come and stand.
"With your speed and bounce, I'm probably going to throw the ball flat again, and if it's at a height of one and a half of me, you'll be very comfortable receiving the ball, and you can just dunk it directly." Looking at Yi Li's incredulous expression, Yang Fan added. "We'll start from the three-point line at the same time, and you'll be quick and we'll try."
Yi Li did what Yang Fan said, and sure enough, the whole action was done in one go, and Yi Li ended this "fast attack" with a violent buckle.
"How did you do that?" Yi Li's words were full of excitement.
"I like to think about that, including you, I remember everyone's little habits and small movements, but you don't usually notice anything special about my passing."
Yi Li thought carefully for a while: "It's really not, I really don't know why if you don't say it, when I was training before, I really didn't think about how strong you were when I was in a team with you, but when I wasn't in a team with you, I did feel a little awkward, but I couldn't think of any awkwardness, I always thought it was my state that had ups and downs." ”
This can be regarded as Yi Li's affirmation of himself. Yang Fan has always felt that studying the habits of his teammates is actually a thankless thing. People may not be able to appreciate your excellence. But Yi Li's statement shows that there are still people who can understand the difference.
"Come on, I just said one of your situations, about some of your habits, there are about seven or eight ......"
As soon as Yi Li heard this, he immediately rubbed his hands and was impatient: "Tell me, I'll see if that's the case!" ”
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The two finally arrived at the room before seven o'clock, the team leader had not yet come to check the room, according to the previous plan, the meeting time was half past seven. Yi Li's face was full of only two words: "excited". Yang Fan was very calm, but he was also sweating.
After the two took a shower and changed their clothes, they ran directly to the 2nd floor with their bags to prepare for dinner, they are going to play the first game this afternoon, how can they do it if they are not full? Yang Fan prepared three plates and took a lot of fruits and bread. Although Yi Li is thin, he also takes a lot, and most of it is meat.
The two of them didn't overestimate their stomach capacity, and they even ate with support, and they actually finished eating. Yi Li and Yang Fan became familiar with each other a lot, and he talked to Yang Fan about some interesting things about himself in the Nangang team while eating, and laughed while talking. However, Yang Fan didn't think that his stories were very similar, just symbolic and coping with laughter, and his attention was still on eating.
The morning training is also very usual, because the field has to be made in advance for the afternoon game, and the training time is not long. Lunch was served at a not-so-small self-service restaurant near the gymnasium. The restaurant was carefully selected by the host city to not only cater to the tastes of East Asians, but even prepared halal meals for the West Asian teams. After lunch, it was still early, except for a few left by the staff, the players followed the bus back to the hotel for a short rest to recharge for the afternoon game.
This short rest was too important for Yang Fan, he was not in good spirits all morning, and as soon as he returned to the hotel, his body had just hit the bed, and he fell asleep. He felt like he wasn't dreaming, time passed quickly, and before he realized that he had fallen asleep, he had been woken up by Yi Li. Glancing at the time, I actually slept for more than two hours.
"Let's go, get ready for battle." This was the first thing Yi Li said after waking up Yang Fan.
"Not enough sleep, too little time."
"After the game, there is time to sleep."
"Tonight it's going to be a beer run out, it's too short." After making two jokes with Yi Li, Yang Fan felt that he was also much sober. "Let's go, end this game early."