Chapter 23: Fancy Dribbling Warm-up

"Dididi, Didi!" Early in the morning, Jiang Haoran's mobile phone rang. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, who's that?" Jiang Haoran rubbed his eyes, got up and picked up his phone.

"I'm Teacher Liu, the basketball team is training today, don't forget to come, you haven't participated in training for so many months, I'm afraid you will forget."

"Oh, okay." Jiang Haoran replied after touching his hair.

As soon as I lay down and wanted to sleep for a while, I heard a message and opened it: "This afternoon, the basketball team is training, everyone who should come is here, and we will go to the basketball club to select a few good talents to spar, OVER." ”

The sender, Liu Fangde, is a message from a group chat.

"It's ......like a leader," Jiang Haoran complained and fell asleep again.

But underneath the information was a chat.

At 7:03, Cui Haoxian: Teacher, what should the newcomer Wang Jinchuanxiong do? Still coming to train?

At 7:04, Lin Yuan: You are a joke, people are still in the group chat.

Choi Ho-hyun: Damn, what if he sees it.

KIM Chuanxiong: ......

Liu Fangde: I definitely have to come, there are few sparring partners.

Lee Jae-seok: Is Captain Jiang Haoran coming? According to his temperament, he definitely won't come, right?

Zhang Junyi: He is a player who has been trained by the national team, so he is too lazy to come.

Fang Zhiya: If he dares to come to the classroom, I will call him out.

Choi Ho-hyun: My sister is mighty!

Five-minute cold ......

7:10, Choi Ho-hyun: Anyway, how could the girl be in the group chat of our basketball team.

Zhang Junyi: Are you stupid, other cheerleaders, she has to know the time when we compete.

Lin Yuan: What about the Jiang team? Wouldn't it be up yet?

Liu Fangde: After the call, he said he would come.

Lee Jae-seok: That's good.

8:10 min

Jiang Haoran: What are you talking about? I just woke up.

After Jiang Haoran sent this message, he received four replies in seconds.

Fang Zhiya: Oh my God!

Lee Jae-seok: ......

Choi Ho-hyun: Boss, look at the time, isn't it time for class?

Lin Yuan: No wonder my classmates in their class sent me a message just now that Jiang Haoran didn't come...... Didn't the teacher call you? Why are you waking up now?

Lee Jae-seok: None of this matters, but you have time to read the Hallyu Times Daily.

Jiang Haoran jumped up from the bed in an instant after seeing the time, it was more than ten o'clock, and there was a class at eight o'clock!

After a quick bite to eat, Kang Haoran wore a school uniform, a jersey and a basketball and rushed towards Seoul.

Ran to the school gate and looked at the time before I figured it out:

"I'm late anyway, why don't you wait until class ends?"

Once people have this kind of lazy thought, it will become irrepressible, Jiang Haoran simply waited for the last time to go to class and tell the teacher that he was late, as for the class, he didn't go!

What were you doing in the morning?

Originally, I wanted to go to the sports committee and ask the basketball committee to submit his player information to the American professional basketball team, so that he could enter the free agent market, but when he thought that he would have to sign in later, and there would be training in the afternoon, he chose to go to the gymnasium to train alone in order to avoid being too late.

When passing by the stadium, last night's stage lights were being dismantled, and Jiang Haoran couldn't help but think of what happened yesterday.

Jingle bells!

Another message came from the phone.

8:45. Lee Jae-seok: Our dear Captain Kang Haoran, you can't just send us a message and then fall asleep, do you?

Jiang Haoran: Mu You, I practice in the gymnasium.

Cui Haoxian: Boss, you are cheating, wait for me to skip class and come out to practice with you.

Lin Yuan: Count me in.

Zhang Junyi, Lee Jae-seok: We're here too.

8:50, Liu Fangde: Is it really good for you to skip school class like this in front of one of my teachers?

Fang Zhiya: Haha, Mr. Liu, in their eyes, a physical education teacher is not a teacher.

Liu Fangde: What's that?

Fang Zhiya: It's a friend. ”

……

When he arrived at the door of the gymnasium, there was a class in class, Jiang Haoran went in directly, and when he saw a box that no one was playing, he took out his ball and began to practice.

In fact, this is his first practice, and yesterday's fight with Kanekawa Xiong didn't even warm up, simply put, he didn't play well.

After a simple stretch, Jiang Haoran practiced his own unique street ball dribbling.

Stretching the ball back and forth, then turning around and dribbling under the crotch, Jiang Haoran's dribbling training is different from others, it is the kind that is in a commotion.

"Boom. Boom. Boom. Boom. Suddenly, another shift turned into a one-handed slap on the spot, and there was a sound of a fast and coordinated basketball slapping on the ground.

"Speed is not enough." Jiang Haoran estimated that even if it was such a low-hand dribbling training, he could only do about four dribbles per second, which was completely less than the five dribbles per second required by the thundering dribble of the Son of God, and it seemed that he really needed to practice more.

He tried dribbling methods such as throwing the ball behind his back again, warming up his body, and did not practice shooting first for the time being.

When I turned around to check the time with my phone, I found a group of people watching me around the half-court circle.

"Huh?" Jiang Haoran was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but say strangely.

"See what I'm doing? You go ahead with the class, and I didn't bother. Jiang Haoran made an apologetic gesture to a physical education teacher next to him, but his eyes were staring at this group of boys.

Why did he feel like they were stunned?

"Senior, how did you dribble just now?" Finally, a boy couldn't help but speak.

"Senior, why didn't you dribble so much when you played the Asian Championships? I'm sure I'll be able to pass a lot of people with such a dribble! One of the boys said even more excitedly.

"Why is it so easy to see you dribble and I dribble so hard!!"

"Uh, what's wrong with you? I was just warming up. Jiang Haoran understood, this group of juniors was shocked by their own dribbling, and then they couldn't help but stop playing their balls to see their warm-up dribbling.

"Jiang Haoran, these are all freshmen in my basketball class, and they worship you when they hear your high-frequency dribbling." The young male teacher smiled at Jiang Haoran.

"Oh, you can watch it if you want, as long as you don't object." Jiang Haoran didn't have the leisure to teach his younger brother and continue his training.

"What's the situation?" When Jiang Haoran's other four teammates came over, they found a group of boys squatting on the wooden floor watching one dribble.

They originally wanted to shout Jiang Haoran, but after watching it for a while, they were also fascinated, and the incarnate worshippers also squatted down and thought carefully about how Jiang Haoran dribbled the ball.

At this time, Jiang Haoran stopped again and looked at the time, just saw the big fat mouth staring at himself with open eyes, and scolded directly: "You don't remind me when you come, I'll sign in, you practice first." Saying that, he rushed to the classroom and quickly completed the sign-in, being late was just a deduction of points, but he had to retake it if he missed class three times, so he rushed over to deduct points.

Coming to the stadium again, the physical education class has also ended, and only four members of the basketball team remain.

"Team Jiang, have you watched the entertainment news I asked you to watch this morning, why can you be so calm now?"