pinnacle of basketball

Chapter 25 Teach me to play basketball
He will not let you down.

This was what Leiber said to Fang Tianzheng when he found Fang Tianzheng. At that time, Leiber said that he met a very talented player with a high ceiling in the future. He hoped that he could be handed over to Fang Tianzheng for a while, hoping to see him on a bigger stage one day.

This extremely talented player is Mu Chenfeng.

Leiber set his future in the NBA, international arena, national team...

In Fang Tianzheng's view, there is absolutely no need to make these unpredictable plans. As for the path Mu Chenfeng will take in the future, it still depends on him. At least he must become the best player among the same group of players. However, Mu Chenfeng is not yet, and it is not too much to say that he is still far behind.

The reason why Fang Tianzheng made two harsh demands on Mu Chenfeng before the competition was also to test the quality of this young genius in the eyes of others. Qiu Fei and his attached high school were perfect choices.

It was past 12:00 noon, and it was just one day before the start of the training match.

Although the basketball game is a team sport, it is often a certain person who decides the outcome of the game, and Mu Chenfeng can be said to be the winner of this game.

The game was decided on the spur of the moment, but Mu Chenfeng had already prepared quite well. From the moment he lost to Qiu Fei, he had already started to prepare for the next encounter with him. He never expected that the opportunity to meet again would come so soon. This was what Mu Chenfeng wanted to see the most.

It's just that he lost to Qiu Fei last time because he was a bit unlucky. In terms of strength alone, he can't beat anyone.

The training tasks in the afternoon were not heavy. In order to give the players more time to rest, Fang Tianzheng only arranged simple tactical training and video seminars, and applied for a half-day vacation for the players with the school. This kind of treatment was never available when Leiber led the team. It can be seen that he also attaches great importance to this competition.

Without the heavy training tasks, the team members chose to go home to rest and recharge their spirits. At this time, there was a pleasant sound of clapping the ball in the basketball hall.

"Mu Chenfeng? You haven't left yet." Su Mengyao walked into the arena and recognized the familiar figure from the back at the first sight.

"Aren't you leaving too?" While saying hello, he repeated the same action, which had been repeated no less than ten times before.

"I forgot something, come back to get it." Su Mengyao replied cautiously for fear of disturbing his training.

Mu Chenfeng didn't return, and continued to practice repeatedly. Boring is the first impression from outsiders, but Mu Chenfeng still enjoys it. Su Mengyao watched his training very carefully, and every repetition was done very accurately. The parts that can be distinguished by the naked eye can be said to be exactly the same. There is no deviation in height, strength, accuracy, and even the position and height of the take-off.

It's just that Su Mengyao stopped watching this kind of training after watching it three times, it was really boring enough.

Glancing around, the arena was cleaned up.

"Where did you go?" Su Mengyao sometimes squatted down, sometimes got up, and searched almost every corner of the arena, but she couldn't find what she was looking for.

Repeat the training of turning up and down 100 times: complete.

"Is this what you're looking for?" Mu Chenfeng took out a pink notebook from his backpack after finishing the training.

"En!" Su Mengyao nodded fiercely, "How did you find it?"

"I just discovered it when I was cleaning the arena." Mu Chenfeng replied.

"Did you clean it yourself?" Su Mengyao asked in disbelief. The arena is neither big nor small, and it takes only an hour for one person to tidy it up. Moreover, it is hard to imagine that a boy cleaned the equipment and the cleanliness of the ground.

"Well, I clean it almost every time." Mu Chenfeng said lightly, he didn't take it seriously, it sounded like he was used to it.

"Only you?" Su Mengyao continued to ask.

"Every time the last person to leave the arena cleans up, this is the team's rule." Mu Chenfeng remembered every team rule very clearly.

"So...you are the last to leave every time." Su Mengyao asked earnestly.

"Almost." Mu Chenfeng handed over the notebook.

Su Mengyao took the notebook with both hands, with a joy of finding it again.

"You are very suitable to be a team doctor." Mu Chenfeng said suddenly.

"..." Su Mengyao was taken aback.

"I remember the notes well." Mu Chenfeng pointed to the pink cover.

"You... You peeked at my notes." Su Mengyao was a little angry, this reaction was normal, a girl's note is a very private thing, there may be some ulterior secret recorded in it, peeking at a girl's note without permission is as heinous as a hooligan peeping.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not interested in your notes." Mu Chenfeng hurriedly explained, "It was opened when I picked it up."

"Open it?" Su Mengyao recalled in her mind, she was indeed sitting by the side to read the notes when the players were training, did she forget to close it after reading it?Su Mengyao's face flushed slightly.

"It contains very detailed records of injuries and treatment." Mu Chenfeng praised.

Hearing that Su Mengyao was praised, her anger was completely extinguished, her blushing cheeks betrayed her shyness.

"Oh, by the way, I have something for you." Mu Chenfeng took out a brand new book from his backpack.

It was a book about first aid.

"I hope it can help you." Mu Chenfeng was also a little shy.

This book is very difficult to get, Su Mengyao has been looking for it in the bookstore for a long time but failed to find it.

"That's great." Su Mengyao smiled, very sweetly.

"By the way, Mu Chenfeng." Su Mengyao folded the books and notebooks together, hugging her chest tightly, "Is playing basketball really that fun?"

The sudden question made Mu Chenfeng speechless for a while, and he answered after a moment of silence, "Of course."

He only answered three words again, as if he could only speak three words.

"Then don't you feel bored? Repeat the same thing every day." Su Mengyao asked curiously.

"Maybe, I don't know." Mu Chenfeng bent down, grabbed the basketball on the ground with one hand with his right hand, and the basketball was firmly stuck to his hand as if it had magnetic force.

"Then why do you play?" Su Mengyao continued to ask.

"I don't want to do anything but basketball." Mu Chenfeng looked at the basketball dotingly, as if watching a friend. There seemed to be some kind of communication between them that only they could understand.

Su Mengyao just quietly looked at Mu Chenfeng and the basketball in his hand, not wanting to disturb them.

"You can..." Su Mengyao bit her lips lightly, wanting to say the words but afraid to say them.

"What can you do?" Mu Chenfeng saw that she was hesitant.

"Can you teach me how to play basketball?" Su Mengyao mustered up the courage to say this. He has never made any request to any boy other than Su Miao when he grew up.

"Teach you how to play?" Mu Chenfeng was somewhat surprised. After all, he has an older brother with such a high basketball talent, but she can't play?
"Yeah." Su Mengyao nodded helplessly, "My brother said that basketball is a boy's game, and a girl should be gentle and quiet, so I never touched basketball when I grew up."

It’s not unreasonable to think about what Su Miao said. Those who play basketball are indeed boys. Girls are inherently weak on the court. Mu Chenfeng also knows a few girls who are better at basketball, but their innate strength disadvantages and physical differences are exposed in the confrontation with boys. These basketball-loving girls become unknowingly.

This is the fact that Mu Chenfeng saw with his own eyes, so he still agrees with Su Miao's decision.

"I'm afraid I can't teach you." Mu Chenfeng hesitated for a moment, but still refused, "Basketball is more suitable for boys."

"Sure enough." Su Mengyao murmured in a low voice, "Just like your brother, you look down on girls."

"I didn't." Mu Chenfeng panicked now, "Don't get me wrong, your brother has his reasons for not letting you play."

"Reason! I've heard enough of reasoning with me every day." Su Mengyao clenched her hands more and more, and the flat paper wrinkled.

On the court, Mu Chenfeng can respond to any unexpected situation, but the scene in front of him is obviously not what he is good at. How to deal with a girl who is wronged and crying, Mu Chenfeng has no experience at all.

"Don't cry." Mu Chenfeng wanted to reach out his hand to comfort her, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was not appropriate, so he retracted his extended hand.

"You..." Mu Chenfeng scratched the back of his head with his hands that had no place to rest, "Do you really like basketball?"

"Mmmmmmm!!!" Su Mengyao nodded repeatedly while humming, "I really like it."

"Okay then, I promise you." Under Su Mengyao's stalking, Mu Chenfeng will not resist after all, and he had to agree to make her stop crying.

It's just that Su Mengyao's face-changing speed is really fast. One second, she almost cried into tears, but the next second, she is completely healed. It seems that she has seen this scene before.

"Come on, I'm super good at shooting." With Mu Chenfeng's consent, Su Mengyao got a little too excited and snatched the ball from Mu Chenfeng's hand. Even Mu Chenfeng didn't have the speed to react, but the result of the shot was dumbfounding, a standard three-point shot.

The brash Su Mengyao had no choice but to stand there and smile awkwardly.

"Sure enough, super powerful." Mu Chenfeng gave Su Mengyao a thumbs up.

"It shouldn't be, let's do it again." Su Mengyao had to recover the face she lost, of course, Su Mengyao was not reconciled, picked up the ball again without even dribbling, and shot it directly, but the ball hit the backboard better and bounced back, the angle of rebound was much more precise than the shot, the basketball hit her head directly, scaring her to run away in embarrassment.

"It hurts." Su Mengyao gently rubbed her head with her hands.

After the two shots, Mu Chenfeng also had a general understanding of Su Mengyao's basketball level. She really didn't lie to herself. This posture is indeed what a beginner who has never touched the ball should look like.

"Are you okay?" Mu Chenfeng stepped forward and asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Su Mengyao resisted the pain, and waved hands with Mu Chenfeng, "How is it? My shot!" Her face is not ordinary, she is embarrassed to ask like this.

"It's a mess." Mu Chenfeng, a straight man of steel, was ruthless in his evaluation of beginners, and the other party was still a girl.

"Is it really that bad?" Su Mengyao asked.

"En." Mu Chenfeng nodded.

"But they all cast like this on TV." Su Mengyao frowned slightly, unable to figure out what the problem was.

"How can the things on TV be the same as in reality." Mu Chenfeng wanted to pass the ball, and after a dribble, he made a precise shot. "Everyone has to find their own way. Other people's methods may not be suitable for you."

"Okay." Su Mengyao was taught another lesson.

"Then let's start practicing with the shooting action."

The golden afterglow diffused into the entire arena.

Under the brilliance, Mu Chenfeng focused on teaching, and Su Mengyao studied hard.
(End of this chapter)