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34 - I'll teach you a trick

That afternoon, Qin Fei didn't get any attributes during the serious NCAA regular season, and he couldn't bear the pain all over his body.

After the game, he met George at school who sent his girlfriend back to the dormitory.

Neither of them had dinner, so they hit it off and were ready to go to dinner.

"Call Nathan and Senal, they should be free."

Qin Fei felt that he ate all of them anyway, so it would be better if everyone was together and there were so many people.

When it was still dark, several people ran outside the school.

Washington is different from other places in the old America. The law and order here is very good, and he doesn't have to worry about any danger at night.

Several people found a restaurant for dinner.

Usually, I usually solve the problem of eating in the canteen. When it is time to celebrate, I will run out to the next restaurant. Qin Fei's appearance and scoring in the NCAA regular season today is definitely something worth celebrating and commemorating.

After dinner, Qin Fei and Senal went back to the dormitory, while Nathan and George went online.

Two days later, John Thompson announced that the team had a special training session today.

When Qin Fei was still wondering what special training was, he saw the door of the basketball hall open.

The door of the basketball hall is rarely opened during their training, and this training is really special.

Then he heard some juvenile children's voices cheering. A strong young teacher brought about a dozen elementary school students to the arena.

"Welcome, Coach Charles."

Charles Gregg, a basketball teacher, contacted Georgetown University and wanted to take some talented kids to visit and learn how the top NCAA college teams play basketball.

This event was approved by the school, and it was scheduled for Tuesday, so the players of the Hoya team ushered in a special training.

Assistant coach Chandler curled his lips. He really felt that the school was sick. This kind of communication was meaningless. The team is now participating in the regular season. Why not visit earlier?

But Coach John Thompson did not object, and even welcomed it.

Qin Fei looked and found that most of these children were under ten years old. They looked at the big brothers standing on the field with curious eyes, and exclaimed because the big brothers were too tall.

From their line of sight, the big brothers seem to be like towering trees.

"Sorry for the inconvenience to your daily training." Charles and Coach Thompson shook hands heavily.

Thompson said: "I thought about it, because we have a lot of ball frames here, so I plan to arrange a few areas for the children to contact our players by themselves, so that they can have a one-on-one communication."

"One on one? That's great!"

Thompson said: "The one-on-one time is about half an hour. After half an hour, you pick five students and have a five-on-five friendly match with our team members, so that they can also experience the whole game."

"No problem." Charles completely obeyed Thompson's arrangement.

After the two discussed it, they decided to let the players and the children pair themselves.

After talking about the rules, the members of the Homage team looked at each other in blank dismay, and none of them came out voluntarily.

The primary school students waited to be selected with hopeful eyes.

"This has the meaning of a draft. It probably allows them to experience what the NBA draft looks like in advance. This is also part of the charm of basketball."

Coach Thompson and Charles sat on it, waiting for the players to play themselves.

After Iverson was the first to step out to pick, other players also began to look for students.

Among these students, there was a black and thin child who kept his head down, very nervous and not very confident. The surrounding students were picked away one by one, but he still stayed there, motionless.

"Sure enough, no one will choose me?"

He lowered his head sadly, almost buried in his chest.

At this time, he was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

"Little guy, go to practice with me!"

When a gentle voice came, he smiled in surprise, and looked up to see a half-smiling face, which was a rare black hair and black pupils.

Qin Fei was taken aback when he saw the child's appearance, as if he had seen it before.

"What's your name?"

He asked subconsciously.

Basketball needs to be passed on. For example, NBA stars often go to high school to show off their skills. Perhaps one of their wonderful dribbles, shots or dunks can open the way for students to play basketball.

The same is true of college basketball. Although the players of the Hoya team are not great stars, they are born in a professional class and have a solid grasp of the basics of basketball. Through the "blue-blue docking" method, these newly enlightened students can get in touch with formal basketball skills.

Under the basket somewhere, Qin Fei picked up the basketball and shouted:

"Kevin, again!"

The black and thin child was a little out of breath, but he responded immediately: "Okay!"

Then Qin Fei's pass was immediately "precisely" stuffed at the child's feet. If the child reacted a little slower, the ball might not be able to catch it.

"Worthy of being the big brother of the Hoyas, deliberately increasing the difficulty of catching the ball."

The child sighed in admiration, adjusted his body immediately after receiving the ball, and shot the ball with a substandard shooting posture.

Although the posture is not standard, the child's fingers are extremely gentle.

After the basketball was dialed out, it had a beautiful arc and fell into the basket.

"Nice, Kevin!"

Hearing Qin Fei's encouragement, the child smiled happily. He heard more affirmations today than he had heard from childhood to adulthood.

Qin Fei sighed in his heart, after all, he was the top talent in history, and he was born in a young age!

The two seriously practiced shooting for a few more rounds. Qin Fei walked up to the child, knelt down and said to him, "Kevin, do you have any basketball skills that you want to learn? I can teach you."

Kevin thought for a while, then scratched his head and said, "Brother Qin Fei, I want to learn from others."

He said distressedly: "I always feel that my extraordinary is not very good."

After thinking for a while, Qin Fei nodded and said, "Okay, then my brother will teach you the "Strongest First Step". This is my brother's unique skill. Remember to study hard."

Kevin heard what was the strongest, his eyes lit up.

Qin Fei is also bragging about not making drafts. His explosive power in the first step is all added by the system. In terms of this extraordinary understanding, he may not be as good as Luo Mi.

But for an eight-year-old child, this knowledge may not be a big problem in college.

"Look, what is the most important thing when breaking through?"

Qin Fei made three threats with the ball, stepped his left foot on Kevin's right side, patted his left leg with his hand, and asked him a question.

Kevin replied unconfidently: "Is it speed?"

"No, it's the rhythm."

Qin Fei withdrew his left foot, and made another movement to the right: "If the defensive player has reacted when I made the first move, and moved to the right side correctly, then at this time, we can retract the left foot that was tentative, and make a breakthrough with all our strength. Let me ask you, which foot is the center of gravity that supports your explosion? Where do I want to break through?"

Hearing this, the little boy carefully observed Qin Fei's movements, and after thinking for a while, he replied: "Left foot? No, no, right foot? No, no, it may be left foot."

"Look, you can't tell, can you?"

Qin Fei said with a smile: "Actually, I don't know, because all my actions are based on your defense. The so-called "passing others first, passing yourself", I even lie to myself. Are you afraid that you won't be able to shake your opponent?"

"And with this space, if you take another big step, isn't it strong enough?"

Qin Fei boasted, squatted down and patted the little boy's thigh, "At this time, you can use your gluteus maximus, outer thigh muscles, and the excellent explosive power of your calf to easily shake the defender away and pass by."

A set of three threats, was delighted by Qin Fei's words.

The little boy looked at Qin Fei with admiration, believing it was true.

After the five-on-five training, Coach Charles was ready to leave with the children.

Coach John Thompson led the players all the way to send the kids out of the arena.

When walking into the school boulevard, the boy who practiced with Qin Fei took out a pen from nowhere, then mustered up his courage, and came to Qin Fei.

"Brother Qin Fei, can you sign for me?"

It was the first time Qin Fei met someone asking for his autograph, and the object was a child under eight years old, so he was dumbfounded.

He reacted immediately, as if he was very familiar with the signing process, he picked up the pen smartly, wrote a line on the child's jersey, and signed the Chinese name.

The child can't understand Chinese, but he can see the words Qin Fei left for him.

"To future NBA superstar Kevin Durant."

The child clutched the jersey to his chest, excited and shy, wanting to share with his friends but afraid of being laughed at. In short, his emotions were quite complicated, and he wanted to write a diary to record it.

"Thank you Brother Qin Fei! I will always remember your encouragement and help to me!"

He bowed to Qin Fei, then caught up with the large army and ran away quickly.

Qin Fei smiled and waved at the back of the future superstar.

(End of this chapter)