In the previous confrontation, He Qingping always felt a little itchy in his heart after shooting the three-point shot that surprised him very much, as if there was somewhere to open up, but he couldn't find it when he looked for it carefully. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info coach Zhao Qianshan saw that he was eager to find a feeling, so he let him come over and shoot alone.

Dribbling over, as soon as he stepped into the three-point line, he jumped up and shot, and the basketball passed through the basket very crisply!

He Qingping's confidence suddenly skyrocketed, and after recalling the mentality and actions just now, he immediately retreated outside the three-point line, shot another three-pointer, and scored again!

With only two balls, he suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment, and the control of the basketball strength in his hands became more freewheeling. He then shot back and forth between the free throw line and the three-point line in a row, a total of eight times, and hit all of them!

He clearly felt that he had entered a certain state, as if shooting and scoring goals was natural, and not scoring was abnormal. Thinking of this, He Qingping felt some uncontrollable excitement in his heart, and he was almost about to burst out laughing, but he tried his best to control it.

"Eight goals were made, which means I've scored eight points myself, Jordan hasn't scored a single point, so I should be able to beat him this time."

He Qingping thought proudly, dribbled to the free throw line, shot again, and went in!

It's the ninth point, and one more goal wins!

He Qingping's face was already smiling, and his whole body trembled faintly with excitement. He dribbled out of the three-point line again, pulled it up and shot.

It felt very good to throw this ball, watching the basketball draw a beautiful arc in the air and fly towards the basket accurately, He Qingping couldn't help but want to cheer.

However, the ball only hit the front and bounced out.

"Hey, no, it feels good, but is there an error? It's okay, one more. ”

He Qingping didn't care, this was only the first ball he missed, and it was also a three-point shot, which means that the opponent Jordan only scored one point now, and he already had nine points, as long as he scored one more point, he could win.

He returned to the free throw line, adjusted his breathing, savored the feel and strength of his previous shot, slowly picked up the basketball to aim at the basket, and gently threw the ball out of his hand.

Once again, the basketball hit the rim and bounced out, and Jordan scored two points for a total of three points.

"No, is it just luck?"

He Qingping frowned, dribbled to the three-point line, this time he didn't think much about it, he jumped up and shot - still didn't score! Like the first two balls, there was no problem looking at the direction, but in the end it was just a little bit worse.

Jordan scored four points!

"Is this God playing with me, I still don't believe it?"

He Qingping didn't believe in evil, and shot one shot at the free throw line and one shot at the three-point line, all of which were missed, and the opponent Jordan's score came to seven points!

"What's going on?"

He Qingping was a little anxious, he looked at his hands incredulously, and his heart was a little confused. He even had a feeling that if he couldn't beat Jordan today, he would be suppressed by this opponent for a long time, and it would be impossible to get out.

But it's one thing to be able to understand yourself, and it's another thing to be able to do it. After a few missed shots, the confident feeling he had before was now gone. There was a mess in my head, I couldn't find the feel of all the shooting goals, and all I could think of was the few balls I had just missed.

He felt that he was being confined by a hidden power, and the basket seemed to be added with a layer of magic, and no matter how much he thrown, he would not be able to throw it. Thinking like this, he couldn't even get the courage to continue to shoot for a while.

He knew that he had encountered a bottleneck, Jiang He had talked to Hu Xuelin about the bottleneck before, but He Qingping didn't care. When I did dribbling practice and layup practice before, this calmness didn't exist, or maybe it existed, but it wasn't so prominent, and it was broken through by myself before I knew it. So this shooting bottleneck is the first bottleneck he has encountered since he learned to play basketball.

"Calm down and don't panic! Think about what to do. Think about it, if Wen Daobing encounters this situation, what he will do. Cut, why use him as a reference? There are better shooters in the team, think about Hu Xuelin's shooting posture...... But he's still at the basic level of shooting, and it's impossible to do it to his level. ”

Unconsciously, He Qingping had been standing and thinking about it for a while. If someone comes to join him, they will find that He Qingping, who didn't even sweat in the confrontation before, is now a big man. However, everyone gathered on the other side to listen to the coach's speech, and no one noticed He Qingping's situation.

After a long time, He Qingping slapped his head heavily and highlighted a breath of turbidity.

"Forget it, since you can't figure it out, don't think about it, forget everything, and think of yourself as a newcomer."

Thinking about it, He Qingping looked at the basket, and still felt very strange, but he no longer had the feeling of fear just now.

"That's what stumps me, and I look down on people too much."

He Qingping picked up the basketball again and stood at the free throw line to shoot again. However, he tried to raise the basketball to aim at the basket, but after lifting it a few times, he didn't find a feeling, so he stopped lifting it.

He walked directly to the bottom of the basket, lifted the basketball, and gently threw it, and the basketball hit the board into the basket. The familiar voice made He Qingping's heart relax slightly, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled.

Then, he took a step back and aimed at the basket again, this time hollowing into the net!

He Qingping's heart completely relaxed, and the feeling of confidence seemed to return to him. He walked to the free throw line again, didn't think much about it, jumped up and shot.

The feeling of the basketball throwing is very gentle, and after a high-arc spin, the basketball lands on the basket, circles around, and spins out.

"It's a shame that Jordan got eight points in this way."

He Qingping sighed, walked almost non-stop to the three-point line, and jumped out without the slightest hesitation. After the shot, he felt that his strength was not well controlled, and it was a bit too much. However, he did not panic at all, and still looked at the basketball very confidently.

The basketball swiped slowly through the air, and then with a bang, the board went into the basket!

"It's so dangerous, but in the end, I won."

He Qingping exhaled softly and slapped his chest with his hand, he finally stopped suppressing his emotions and laughed out loud.

"I won!"

"I can finally get out!"

"I'm really a genius, hahaha......"

"He Qingping, you come over to me!" (To be continued.) )