pinnacle of basketball

Chapter 294 The Reasonable Effort

In a corner of the court, Mu Chenfeng was doing shooting training alone, and seemed out of tune with the lively atmosphere around him, but this did not affect him in the slightest.

"Huh? Someone is actually practicing?" Through the dim light, Leo found a familiar figure flashing in the innermost court. Because the light was too dim, he couldn't tell who it was in the darkness for a while, but he was very sure that he must have seen this person.

"What's so strange about this, this is a basketball court, and it's normal for someone to play." The rest of the teammates didn't care about it. Tonight's game was very exciting, and they were more willing to focus on the game instead of being distracted and paying attention to an irrelevant person.

Leo also wanted to get his attention back, but he would always look at the stadium inside unconsciously, "Do you think that figure is familiar?"

"No." The teammate glanced perfunctorily, and then replied in an even more perfunctory tone.

"He seems to be the Chinese boy who just joined the team today." Leo suddenly thought of Mu Chenfeng, that figure was exactly the same as Mu Chenfeng.

"There is a bit of similarity." After Leo said this, the other teammates also confirmed again that they were indeed somewhat similar to Mu Chenfeng, both in movement and body shape.

"You said he was Mu Chenfeng?" Oscar, who didn't pay attention to this matter at first, didn't want to continue watching the game after hearing the words "Chinese boy", but focused on Mu Chenfeng.

In the dark, Mu Chenfeng could only shoot with the faint light, but this did not affect his touch too much. Since Oscar paid attention to him, he has hit 11 goals in a row. This is not counting the previous consecutive hits. His excellent shooting ability has successfully helped him gain the attention of his teammates.

Seeing the slightly surprised expressions of his teammates, Felix on the side couldn't sit still, "It's not a big deal. He once hit more than 100 goals in a row in the training camp."

100 balls?This number is a bit exaggerated, and the teammates all expressed their disbelief. If they hit more than ten or twenty goals in a row, it is still within the understandable range. Hitting 100 goals in a row is really unreal.

But the fact is true, so far the record of consecutive hits on the record list of the Naismith training camp still belongs to Mu Chenfeng, and no one can shake his position.

"He did hit more than 100 goals in a row, and none of them were under the basket." The quick teammates have already searched for information about Mu Chenfeng. Since he is an international player, there is not much content that can be searched, and most of them are old information from two years ago. The most recent one is the report of him joining the NCAA, which has been two years since his last information.

"No wonder the school offered him a full scholarship."

While speaking, Mu Chenfeng has increased his consecutive hits to 20, which is already a very high level of shooting, and it is really rare to be able to shoot such an astonishing hit rate in dim light.

"Is this guy an owl? You can see the basket in such a dim light?" Someone said in an incredible tone. Because of the game, the lights were concentrated on the playing field, and the lights of other courts were turned off. Therefore, the rest of the courts could only use the weak light of the playing field to maintain their vision. The closer to the inner basket, the darker the light and the lower the visibility. Judgment, let alone shooting in this situation, it is difficult to control the ball even when dribbling, but Mu Chenfeng managed to make consecutive hits in such a harsh environment.

In this environment, Oscar is not fully sure that he can throw the ball in like Mu Chenfeng.

"He can't see the basket, it's based on feel." Oscar saw Mu Chenfeng's shooting method. In such a dark situation, it is impossible to accurately measure the distance from the basketball to the basket by relying on the eyes alone. The reason why Mu Chenfeng hits the ball is entirely based on his feeling and excellent muscle memory. In his daily training, such shots have been repeated hundreds of times. He can already "regulate" his shooting without completely relying on his eyes.

As long as Mu Chenfeng's shots are in the same position, the movement of the shot, the height of the ball, the rhythm of the ball, and even the rotation of the basketball are all fixed, which provides a strong stability for his shots, so that every time he makes a goal, it ends in a hollow, and it is rare for him to hit the basket or the backboard.

"This kid is interesting." The corner of Oscar's mouth rose slightly, remembering Mu Chenfeng's name in his heart.

"Believe me, he is an excellent player." Felix said confidently.

"No matter how strong a player is, he must be able to play." His teammates' words were a crit, and he bluntly stated what Mu Chenfeng was going through at the moment. Indeed, talent can only be considered a real talent if it is displayed on the court. What is the difference between a "genius" who can't even play and a waste? Even if it is Michael Jordan, if he can't play, he is no different from an ordinary substitute.

However, the right to formulate the team roster and tactics was firmly held by Barton in his own hands. Since the moment he received the UCLA coaching whip, he has taken the "power of life and death" of the team from the school.

It was also Barton's arrangement to let Mu Chenfeng sit at the end of the bench. If Barton can't be dealt with, then Mu Chenfeng will never get the chance to play.

"I believe that one day he will play." Felix said firmly.

"Training and playing games are two different things. No matter how well you train, you may not be able to perform well on the court. It is considered good to be able to play 50% of the level." Before Mu Chenfeng's official debut, Oscar had always been in a relatively neutral attitude towards him, but after all, he has played in the NCAA for four years. He understands the cruelty of the NCAA better than anyone else. It may pull you down. There is no so-called dynasty in the NCAA. Some have continuous efforts and improvement, otherwise they will be surpassed.

"In our place, hard work has long been a matter of course." Oscar watched Mu Chenfeng's moving shadow in the dark and said, "Only those who work harder are worthy of reaching the top."

Wow ~
The field of the game is already boiling, because a lore was born in this field.

The cheers didn't disturb Mu Chenfeng's training. He didn't stop to figure out what happened, and he didn't care about it. He just wanted to get a chance to play, even if it was only for 1 minute.

(End of this chapter)