The Miracle of the Black Basket

After a simple and happy weekend, everyone ushered in a new week.

Every Monday morning, the whole school has a regular morning meeting. The teachers and students of the school stand in line on the playground, and the flag bearers of each class take turns to raise the national flag on Monday. The first graders are all freshmen, so the national flag raising is reversed from the third grade.

After the flag-raising ceremony, the principal held a meeting in person and announced one thing, that is, the Fifth National Sports League for High School Students in the country. The participating sports include: basketball, football, table tennis, badminton, and tennis.

As soon as this incident was announced, the whole playground exploded, and everyone was excited and looking forward to it.

For almost a week after that, the coach was not at the school. He went to the Shishi league arrangement meeting and signed up for their school.

The training of the basketball team became more and more serious. Qin Zhe was so tired that he vomited on the first day, but he still persisted, but his shooting skills were simply terrible.Qingfeng went to teach him personally, but that guy Qingfeng is a master with strong limbs and a simple mind. He explained for a long time but still failed to explain why he could throw in and Qin Zhe couldn't.

"Oh, that's right, that's right, just throw it like this, and it went in," Qingfeng said to the bewildered Qin Zhe.

Yuchizheng stroked his forehead, feeling helpless.

"Qingfeng, go and continue training, Ah Zhe, come here." Yu Chizheng called Qin Zhe to the side.

"Azhe, you see, each of us has a position and role. Shaozhen is good at shooting three-pointers, with perfect sensitivity and accuracy. His suitable position is shooting guard, and Ziyuan is tall and athletic. , the agility is also very good, the layup ball is blocked as soon as he waved his hand, his physical ability and nerve reflexes are very good, but he is lazy, so he is most suitable as a center forward, your motor nerves are definitely not bad , the amount of experience and training is enough to be called an experienced person. Even so, I can't feel anything from you. This is extremely special. People who have been engaged in a certain sport for a long time will have the temperament of that sport. But your sense of presence is too weak, but this is not your shortcoming, but your strength, and using it will definitely become a powerful weapon for the team."

"Exploiting a weak presence? Can it be done?"

"Sorry, I don't know, that's all I can tell you. But you don't have to worry too much about whether you can't make a shot. I am a point guard. Sometimes I may not shoot a single ball after a game."

"why?"

"There are better and more direct shooters, why do I have to work hard to break through the enemy's defense? What I need to do is to understand the movement of the entire field, make good use of every pass, and use the shortest time and the lowest efficiency to achieve a goal. The most ideal result is as long as the team scores a goal and the result is fine, the process is not important."

"But, isn't it happier to invest in it yourself?"

"It's just an entertainment exercise, to kill time. Well, you should think about how to adjust it. I'll go to train first."

Looking at Yu Chizheng walking away, Qin Zhe suddenly felt a little sad. He was happy at the last moment, happy that he and Yuchizheng fell in love with the same sport, but after hearing that it was just killing time, he felt very uncomfortable.

After school in the evening, Qin Zhe trained on the court alone. Because he was a boarding student, he told the teacher at school that he could use the court too.

"Azhe! I knew you were here, how is it? What did Ah Zheng tell you today?" Qingfeng took two ice creams and handed one to Qin Zhe.

Holding the ball, Qin Zhe sat under the basket with Qingfeng, talking while eating.

"Oh ~ take advantage of the weakness of your existence ~"

"Um"

"Then how do you use it? When throwing the ball? Everyone is staring at the ball and running, how can you ignore it? Dribbling? It doesn't work either, you can't just dribble and disappear?"

"Ah?!" Qin Zhe seemed to think of something.Qingfeng also said to himself: "Pass the ball? You can't just see the ball you want to pass to me, and it suddenly appears in Lu Shaozhen's hands. It won't work either."

"Ah! I see!! Thank you! Qingfeng, I seem to have an inspiration, I will go to the library tomorrow!"

"Ah?? Did I say something just now?" Qingfeng was a little depressed.

"Okay, back to the dormitory."

"Hey? Don't you practice? I'm here to accompany you to practice."

"No, let's stop here today, Oh, by the way, Qingfeng, can Ah Zheng dunk?"

"Ah? Him? In terms of hardware conditions, I think it's enough, but I heard that the coach once asked Ah Zheng which position he could take."

"Isn't it a point guard?"

"No, Ah Zheng's answer to the coach is: any position"

Qin Zhe was taken aback, any position?Isn't it for killing time?Why did he have to practice perfectly? Thinking of this, he suddenly felt relieved. He turned to Qingfeng and said: "Qingfeng, I will tell Ah Zheng tomorrow that you said his hardware is not good enough."

After speaking, Qin Zhe walked away in a skip.

Qingfeng looked at Qin Zhe who was going away and said: "I'm sorry, Ah Zhe is following Ah Zheng's bad rhythm~~"