After He Qingping's shot landed, the right hand of the shot still maintained the wrist pressing posture of throwing the ball out, and he stood in place, ready to wait for everyone's admiration. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, the imaginary exclamation did not come, on and off the field, only Hu Xuelin roared, "Good ball!" The other team members did not say anything.

Jiang He walked over and said, "Although the distance is very close, if you can be shot, I have to say that your luck is really good." ”

"Even though it's a practice match, you can't throw like this." Wen Daobing also said coldly.

He Qingping could feel that after Wen Daobing disappeared for a week, it seemed that his whole person had changed a little, his attitude was no longer so cold, and he had more words. But don't look down on yourself so much.

"It's not luck, it's ability, it's the result of my practice this week!" He Qingping said unconvinced: "If you don't believe it, I'm voting for you to see!" ”

However, no one paid attention to him whether it was the rookie team or the old team - who would believe him if he learned to shoot in a week?

Mao Feng handed the ball to Chubby and began to organize the next round of attacks.

He Qingping, who was neglected, held back his strength and wanted to prove it to everyone, so he strengthened his defense. Under He Qingping's desperate defense, Xiaopang who held the ball did not find any offensive opportunities, so he had to pass the ball to Hu Xuelin on the left. Hu Xuelin was also closely attached to Wen Daobing, and he didn't dare to shoot easily, so he only made a shooting feint, and took the opportunity to pass the basketball to the inside line and handed it to Mao Feng.

As soon as Mao Feng received the ball, before he could make any moves, he heard someone shouting "Be careful", and then there was a snap, and the basketball was shot off by He Qingping, who came from the raid!

He Qingping ignored Jiang He's outside ball and dribbled out of the three-point line alone. He held his breath for this ball, of course he had to come by himself. Since everyone doesn't believe that he can shoot, let's throw another one for them to see, and if they still don't believe it, keep shooting until they believe it.

He Qingping has already prepared a combat deployment in his mind, first break through Xiaopang, and then dribble to the inside line, there will be an unguarded gap in the middle, and he will stop and shoot in this gap.

However, when he was just about to break through, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and his footsteps immediately stopped outside the three-point line, and then he directly picked up the ball on the spot and jumped.

This action exceeded everyone's expectations, and they all froze in place and watched.

Jiang He reacted in time and shouted loudly, "Don't mess around!" ”。

But it was too late, when He Qingping jumped to the highest point, with a slight flick of his right wrist, the basketball spun and flew towards the basket.

In the eyes of everyone, the basketball went over everyone's heads, landed accurately on the inside of the basket, and then bounced left and right twice, and finally it was bounced out and out of bounds.

After He Qingping landed, he sighed slightly. The shot just now was something that even he didn't expect, it was the sudden impulse at that moment, the feeling that he was at the peak of control, both mentally and powerful, and this feeling made him make that decision. However, the results did not meet their expectations, and it seems that their shooting still has a long way to go.

Just thinking about it, he felt that his shoulder was slapped heavily, and when he looked up, he saw Jiang He looking at him very excitedly, not only Jiang He, but everyone on the court looked at him, with excitement and expectation in his eyes.

"Xiaoqing, you threw this ball just now?" Jiang He asked incredulously.

He Qingping was a little puzzled, "Yes, didn't you invest in it, did I see it wrong?" ”

"Yes, I didn't score, but I almost scored. You used to shoot a lot from the free throw line, so it looks like you've improved a lot. ”

He Qingping is still a little puzzled, isn't it just a shot. His last ball was thrown, and everyone didn't believe it; And this goal didn't go in, why did it shock everyone.

Hu Xuelin came over and explained: "The shot just now is very standard in terms of shooting posture, shooting position, arc and final landing point of the basketball, just missing the final goal. ”

In this way, He Qingping understood, it turned out that this shot exposed his training results.

He pretended to sigh modestly and said, "Don't praise me so much, I've always been very low-key, but unfortunately I didn't enter in the end, otherwise it would be even more perfect......"

Mao Feng, Xiaopang and others, who originally wanted to praise a few words, immediately lost their interest in complimenting when they saw He Qingping's appearance.

He Qingping didn't notice it, and said with a high attitude: "Okay, let's come again, everyone pay attention to passing the ball more......"

"No need to fight!" Zhao Qianshan's words directly extinguished He Qingping's desire to perform.

"Lao Zhao, we haven't decided the winner yet." He Qingping said with some dissatisfaction.

"Everyone is a team, what is the winner or loser! That's all for today, but let's talk about a few things first. ”

He Qingping had no choice but to follow everyone around and listen to what Zhao Qianshan had to say.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, just talk about the next arrangements. There are still ten days of winter vacation, and the second week after the holiday is the group stage, leaving us with a short time to prepare, and I hope that the next training will be completed by everyone seriously. After the group appeared, everyone went back to have a good year in peace, and the next year was good to continue to compete in the finals. ”

Zhao Qianshan was talking energetically, but found that a short player in the crowd was wandering.

"He Qingping, what are you thinking!"

He Qingping was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Oh, nothing! ”

Zhao Qianshan sighed helplessly, threw the basketball to him and said, "You go to the opposite side to practice by yourself, don't disturb us." ”

He Qingping looked very excited when he took the ball, but he didn't leave immediately, he said hesitantly: "But, I'm the team's main point guard, if I don't listen, does it really matter?" ”

Zhao Qianshan said disdainfully: "Can you listen to it when you sit here!" ”

"That's right, haha."

After He Qingping finished speaking, he took the ball to the opposite court alone and began to fight against Jordan. As soon as it passed, the first long-range throw went in, which made him cheer.

Wen Daobing, who was sitting alone in the corner, saw this goal, and his eyes seemed to be interesting and gratified.

Zhao Qianshan roared to the other side, telling He Qingping to be quieter. Then he sighed and continued to make arrangements.

"In the 10 days leading up to the holiday, we're going to practice some basic tactical coordination. There are both offensive and defensive tactics. These are all some of the plays I deliberately selected to target tall insiders. ”

Speaking of this, Zhao Qianshan deliberately paused, and saw a glimmer of light flashing in the eyes of several main team members, he was secretly proud in his heart, and then continued to arrange.

But before he could say anything, He Qingping's exclamation sounded in the stadium again. (To be continued.) )