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Chapter 2 80s Bracelet (Please recommend and collect)
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An Luo knows that basketball is not a sport for one person, but with his skills, only when he is alone can he enjoy the purest happiness that basketball brings to him.

An Luo's home is in a small town next to the capital of Shu.There is a small park not far from his home, but it has been neglected. There is a simple basketball court in it.When not in school, An Luo would go there to play basketball every day.

In many cases, this court belongs to him alone.It's like his independent kingdom, where he can enjoy freely, dribbling, shooting, layup...

He doesn't want to talk about ideals with this old man, especially about basketball.Reality is cruel, loving it is enough.

The old man looked at An Luo and shook his head. This young man really doesn't have much talent.But the kind of heartfelt happiness he played reminded him of many past events.In those years, when people like myself first came into contact with basketball, it was like this.

People who love basketball are the happiest people.Because it will not disappoint anyone who loves it, never will.

"Who taught you how to play?"

"Ok?"

An Luo froze for a moment, but was squeezed away by the old man who walked into the stadium again.

The latter grabbed the rebound, then dribbled the ball beyond the three-point line, stood on both feet, and after a slight adjustment, both feet took off simultaneously and pushed the basketball out.

Not to mention, the old man's shooting posture is really beautiful.Slender and straight, there is no trace of aging at all.It's a textbook-like base jumper, even if you kill An Luo, you can't shoot such a ball.

"I said who taught you how to play basketball?" The old man repeated the question, and added another sentence that made An Luo feel ashamed and angry:

"A fool who misunderstood his son, none of his actions are standard!"

"Nobody taught me! I learned it myself!"

An Luo pursed his lips and replied, "It's really a fucking dog, and I don't rely on this for food, so what do I do with such standard movements!"Is it so demanding to play a ba ba ball?
"Oh! No wonder!" The old man nodded upon hearing this, as if it should be so.

"Master! I just play ba ba when I'm free. Do I still have to practice like NBA and CBA players?" An Luo looked innocent.

"Boy, you have to remember, if you really like basketball, don't lower your standards yourself."

It's been a long time, and An Luo was surprised that he wasn't ridiculed just this time.Looking at the serious uncle, he nodded slightly.

But he still can't understand, what's the use of doing this!Is there anything else that can be changed?
Forget it!Elderly, give way.Respecting the old and loving the young, Chinese virtues, An Luo naturally understands!
"If you have nothing to do, I will teach you how to do it. Whether you can learn it or not depends on your understanding."

Hearing this, countless question marks suddenly appeared in An Luo's head.How do you say that?An Luo was a little caught off guard by this hermit's demeanor!The co-author who was mocking and mocking that just now is finally waiting for me here!But no matter what, I have to be willing!
Of course, An Luo is still willing.

After all, there is nothing to lose by practicing skills.If you practice well, you can go to those big stadiums to show off.

Thinking of this, An Luo was still a little excited!

He is most envious of those professional players who can play in such a good stadium under the watchful eyes of thousands of people.It would be great if I had a chance too!

But An Luo is self-aware, so he just thinks about it occasionally, making cakes to satisfy his hunger and chatting for comfort.

Next, An Luo began to practice with Lao Luo.Every morning and night, there will always be this old and young figure on this remote and simple small court.

Lao Luo is the old man who taunted An Luo, and he also lives nearby. One of his daughters has moved to the capital city of Shu long ago.These few days, my wife went to my daughter's house in the city. I had nothing to do, so I wandered around, and happened to meet An Luo who was playing basketball.

If An Luo didn't have any talent at all, that wouldn't be the case.At least, comprehension ability is still very good.

An Luo didn't know how those professional coaches trained their players, but Lao Luo really had two brushes.He is not the preaching type. All the movements are demonstrated to An Luo himself, and then he guides and corrects them.It can be seen that this old man really understands basketball, and is likely to have been a professional player.An Luo felt that he was far more professional than the school's basketball coach who was said to be a retired CBA player.Maybe it's because he has maintained his strength well!

What Lao Luo taught disappointed An Luo at first.He thought he could learn a few powerful kung fu moves, such as subduing the dragon and Jiuyin, but he was asked to practice Taizu Changquan every day.They are all the most basic things that An Luo thinks he can practice well.But, stick to it, it's really different!
"A nine-story platform starts from piled up soil; a thousand-mile embankment collapses on an ant's nest. The foundation must be firmly established, and all fancy movements are based on solid basic skills." This is what Lao Luo said at the beginning It's clear.

As a guard, you must first practice the work at hand: practice the ability to sense the basketball, control the basketball and dominate the basketball.The main thing is the skill proficiency of passing and catching, shooting, dribbling, and the use of strength.The second is the kung fu on the feet: practice the ability to move the body's center of gravity, change speed and control the steps.It is manifested in the proficiency of kicking (ground), turning (body), changing (changing speed, changing direction) skills of the feet and the application of strength during offensive and defensive movements.Then there are the basic skills of the waist: practice the ability to control the balance of the body and affect the transfer of the body's center of gravity.Mainly, it shows the technical proficiency of controlling the balance and extension of the body when moving or flying.Finally, the eyes: the ability to practice using the peripheral vision in the corner of the eye to expand the field of vision.It is manifested in the wide field of vision, timely judgment and skill proficiency in understanding the situation of the audience.

Of course, An Luo doesn't like the role of point guard, so the requirements for overall control are not so high.Scoring is his favorite.

Training is boring and very tiring.Especially basic skills training.But An Luo persisted.Especially after he gradually understood Lao Luo's ability, he practiced very seriously.

For basketball, if you pay, you will naturally gain.In just forty days, An Luo has undergone earth-shaking changes.If he was a primary school student before the training, he is almost graduating from junior high school now.Although it is still like a natural barrier away from professional players, but among ordinary people, he can be regarded as a master.

But that's all he is!There was no way for Lao Luo to make him go further, after all, it is hard for a clever woman to cook without rice.In the words of Lao Luo: the talent is exhausted, and the next step is to maintain the state.

"I'm not coming tomorrow!"

"Huh? Oh!"

This day has finally come!But An Luo was prepared. The old man had been saying that his granddaughter had returned from abroad a few days earlier and that he was going to Shudu.

"Will you still come after that?" He likes to practice with this old man, even though the other party's words are harsh and his attitude is very strong.

"There's nothing to teach you. You can just practice by yourself. Go out and play with others in the future. Basketball is not a sport for one person!"

"Can you still play?" What An Luo wanted to ask was whether the old man would play on this court in the future, and it would be different if he didn't know how to say it.

"I don't actually like basketball!"

"Um?"

Is this old man going to start pretending again!
you don't like it?

I don't like playing so well at such a young age.How to let the people you like live!
Sure enough, those who play well are old hooligans, and they pretend to be when they get the chance.

"But my son likes it! You know what? I built this stadium for him."

"You still have a son!"

An Luo was surprised.It seems that Lao Luo never mentioned his son.So much so that An Luo always thought that the old man had only one daughter!But looking at the old man's expression, I'm afraid there is another story in it!
"I can't have a son? He's not like you, he's very talented!"

Hey!What is this called? You have a son and you have a son. Why did you shoot me again!
"But now he doesn't need it anymore! I gave it to you!"

These words startled An Luo. I really thought that the stadium was built by you and it was yours.
But when he saw what Lao Luo reached out and handed over, he knew that he was thinking about it.

It was a white bracelet.

Some have turned yellow, so they should be quite old.There is a sentence printed on the bracelet: It's fantastic!

Well, this old man is probably also a cold-faced and warm-hearted character, so he even gave a small gift when he was parting.

"It's my son's bracelet! He's been playing here with it all the time."

"What happened next?" An Luo was a little curious.

"Later! Then he went out!"

　Sorry for the slow writing!
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(End of this chapter)