Basketball Myth: Super Guard

Seven, basketball court.

Qin Hao stood at the basket, while Wang Lei was at the free throw line. Qin Hao passed the ball to Wang Lei, Wang Lei jumped up to catch the ball, and made a mid-range shot. With a "swoosh", the basketball hit.

"Come again." Qin Hao passed the ball again.

Wang Lei continued to make jump shots. He shot again and again and hit again and again. The more he shot, the more confident he became and the more he felt.

On the other side of the stadium, Fu Qiang, Lei Yuchuan, Lu Jun and others were training, but they all stopped at this moment and looked towards Wang Lei.

"Tsk tsk." Zhao Hai praised: "Wang Lei's shooting is getting better and better now.

"It's a little bit worse to catch the captain, but I'm sure I'll surpass you." Fu Qiang was full of envy, "With Wang Lei's physical fitness, this shot development is awesome. In the past, he could only grab rebounds, Waiting to get the ball to his mouth to score, all on the inside, and now he can score on the perimeter."

"It's more than that. He can still break through with the ball now. Although his movements are still not skilled enough and not very practical, it will be a matter of time if it continues like this." Lu Jun also sighed.

Since finishing the fourth high school, Wang Lei has been training skills such as shooting and dribbling.

It has been more than half a month since the city league finals. In fact, Wang Lei has only practiced for a month, but the progress is obvious to all. The dribbling has become proficient, the direction of the breakthrough and the like are also good, and the shooting percentage is also good. It has improved a lot, especially at the free throw line. During training, the shooting rate has exceeded 60%.

Such a speed of progress comes from Qin Hao's guidance. With Qin Hao's accumulation of basketball knowledge, it is more than enough to instruct Wang Lei. Qin Hao teaches with his heart, and Wang Lei also concentrates on his studies, and progress is naturally fast; the second is Wang Lei's own talent. He's not that stupid.

Wang Lei has made such progress in a month. It is conceivable that in time, it will not be difficult for him to surpass Guo Kai in strength.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, Wang Lei struck the iron.

After training for so long, Wang Lei's arms were already a little stiff. Qin Hao called it off and replaced it with Wang Lei receiving and passing the ball at the basket. He shot from the outside.

But Qin Hao is at the three-point line.

Qin Hao has always paid special attention to the training of three-pointers. In his usual shooting training, the three-point shooting is ranked ahead of the mid-range shooting. Because he is not tall enough, it will be better to shoot three-pointers. In the ball era, the three-pointer is king, and he must make plans early.

"Start." Qin Hao said, bending over, bending his knees, and getting ready to catch the ball.

Some people don't pay attention to details when they play the ball. They stand up straight when they catch the ball and shoot, and then squat down, jump up, and shoot after catching the ball.

But this will take a lot of time, and if there is such a delay, the defender may have already rushed over.

So the correct action should be to bend over and bend your knees before receiving the ball, and then open your hands to catch the ball. By omitting this action, the speed of the shot can be made faster, so that the opportunity will not be wasted.

Qin Hao did this. When the ball was in his hands, he jumped up and aimed at the basket. With a flick of his wrist, the basketball crossed an arc and entered the net.

If anyone pays attention, they will find that Qin Hao's movements are as standard as textbooks, with elbows, index fingers, basketball, eyes, and baskets all on the same line.

Of course, the shooting doesn't stop there, there are many details, even if Fu Qiang, Zhao Hai and others are watching, they can't notice.

And it is precisely these that are the key.

"Come again."

A ball hit, Qin Hao opened his hand again.

Wang Lei brought the ball, Qin Hao caught the ball, shot, the whole action was completed in one go, with a sense of beauty, with a "swoosh", another hollow hit.

Then the next one, the next next...

Looking at Qin Hao's shot and hit again and again, Fu Qiang, Zhao Hai and others are a little numb. Although Qin Hao also missed some shots in the middle, this is a three-pointer shot, and the three-pointer is close to 100%. The hit rate of 60 is already terrifying for them.

"Hey." Lei Yuchuan covered his face and didn't want to look any further, "Compared to others, we are scumbags. What is talent, this is talent."

"Yes." Fu Qiang and Zhao Hai also nodded.

Several people looked at each other and silently comforted themselves, there was no way, it wasn't that they didn't work hard, it was just that hard work couldn't catch up with talent.

Compared with Wang Lei, the talent displayed by Qin Hao made Fu Qiang, Zhao Hai and others even more desperate. It was really a great improvement. When Qin Hao made a lore three-pointer in the city league finals, his teammates felt somewhat lucky. , but it has only been half a month, and Qin Hao has already made shooting three-pointers a routine operation.

Of course, this is not the result of the past half month, because Qin Hao has been practicing three-pointers for a long time.

But Fu Qiang and others clearly remembered that Qin Hao's three-point shooting rate was less than 50% when they were training together more than half a month ago.

After ten minutes, Qin Hao stopped.

"It's still not stable enough." Qin Hao shook his head, not satisfied with his three-point shooting. The hit rate was good at the beginning, but it dropped a lot after that, and in the end it was not even 50%.

You must know that this is training. There is no defender in front, and there is no need to run back and forth. They are all stuck at the shooting point and shot, but with such a small shooting rate, how can he be satisfied?

It's just that he forgot that he was full of plans, and he had only been training for three months.

"Okay, today's training is here." Jiang Fangping clapped his hands, signaled the end of the training, and called everyone together, saying: "Tomorrow is going to be a holiday, so today is the last day of training. It's winter vacation soon, I know everyone has been waiting. It's been a long time, here I wish everyone a happy new year."

"I also wish the coach a happy New Year." Everyone said in unison.

Jiang Fangping waved his hand, and his tone became serious: "It's almost a month of winter vacation, I hope you don't just focus on playing, it's better to take some time for training. After the new year, we will soon usher in the provincial league, right? We are running out of time."

Everyone couldn't help but feel awe, their hearts were heavy, and they nodded in unison: "Yes, coach."

When everyone disbands, say goodbye to each other.

"Qin Hao." Jiang Xue suddenly shouted.

"Is something wrong?" Qin Hao turned back.

Jiang Xue blushed, and hesitantly said: "Well, can we exchange phone numbers? Are we not classmates, just to give you New Year's greetings during the Chinese New Year."

Qin Hao looked at his teammates and said in his heart that he didn't know if you had other people's phone numbers, but he had not reached the level of "straight man cancer", and exchanged phone numbers with Jiang Xue with a smile.

When Jiang Xue left, Qin Hao found that his teammates looked at him ambiguous, but Jiang Feng still had a cold face, no, it seemed to be colder than usual.

Hey, why are you looking at me like that? I am passive.