professional shooting guard

Chapter 8 Strength Training

Zhang Zifeng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, shouted, and continued to squat with the barbell on his shoulders.

My dream is to become a professional basketball player and go to the NBA.

Give up your dreams!
Let yourself disappear from everyone!

No, I won't give up!

Zhang Zifeng is tougher on himself, hold on!

Zhang Zifeng roared loudly, gritted his teeth and stood up.

Zhang Zifeng is working hard, James is not idle, standing behind Zhang Zifeng, watching carefully, while encouraging loudly: "Come again! Keep going! Jack, let me see your hard work!"

"Good job! Go on, go on, you can do it! You can do it!"

After five or six squats, Zhang Zifeng felt his thighs were sore and painful, and his breathing became more and more short of breath, but he didn't give up, he gritted his teeth and carried the barbell with a red face.

James is also continuing to encourage: "I know you can do it! Go on! Go on!"

James didn't count, just yelled, "way to go, Jeck, way to go!"

I don't know how many times I did it, Zhang Zifeng felt that his thighs were already heavy like lead, and asked through gritted teeth, "Coach, how many times have I done it?"

James shouted loudly: "Less than ten, Jack, don't tell me, you are no longer good! If you want to beat Rodney, you want to be the main force. Don't give up, keep going, keep going!"

Zhang Zifeng panted heavily, gritted his teeth and continued to squat.

I will not give up, I will do it, I want to beat Rodney, I want to become the main player, I want to go to the NBA!

"Jack, think about your dreams! Don't give up! Go on, go on!"

"Don't think about anything else, just keep doing it!"

"Go on, go on! I know you can!"

The members of the strength training room talked and laughed easily at first, but as Zhang Zifeng did more and more, they gradually stopped laughing.

At this time, they looked at Zhang Zifeng who was struggling and persevering, and started discussing with surprise on his face.

"That Chinese man seems to have done fifteen or sixteen!"

"There should be more than that, at least twenty..."

"Awesome! I can't see how such a thin body can do so much with such strength!"

"How did he do it?"

James hoarsely encouraged: "Jack, if you give up so easily, then you will never have the day to realize your dream. Are you going to give up your dream?"

"Come on, I know you can do it! Don't give up!!"

"It's three! It's three. But I know you can do it! Break your limits and keep going! I know you can do it! Come on, come on!"

Zhang Zifeng has already done 23, his lips began to tremble, sweat dripped from his forehead, dripped on the ground, soaking a large area. "Why isn't it over yet? I really can't do it!"

James was like a lunatic, yelling frantically: "Jack, I know your body has reached its limit, but I know you can still persist. Don't let me down, keep going, keep going!"

"I know you can do it, come on, come on!"

James was like a lunatic, yelling crazily.

"I really can't do it anymore, I have no strength!" Zhang Zifeng's legs were trembling uncontrollably, and he couldn't hold it any longer.

"Persevere! Zhang Zifeng! Is this the only way you can go? Think about your dreams! If you give up so easily, then you will never realize your dreams! Come on, you can do it! Come on!" James shouted loudly Let's cheer for Zhang Zifeng.

"I feel like my legs are about to break!" Zhang Zifeng's forehead was bulging with veins, and his legs were trembling uncontrollably.

"That's just a psychological effect! You have to persevere, it's not strength, it's your willpower! Don't give up, you can do it! Think about your dreams! Go on, go on!"

"Persevere, now you are breaking your limit, as long as you persist, you will be able to break through your limit! Keep going, keep going!"

"You are the player I recommend, and I know you can do it. Don't let me down! You still have potential! Keep going! No matter how hard it is, you have to finish it! Keep going!"

Zhang Zifeng's face was as pale as paper, and he had no strength to speak, he carried the barbell desperately and continued to squat, his body shaking uncontrollably.

James held the barbell with both hands behind him, always ready to grab the barbell when Zhang Zifeng couldn't hold on.

His legs became weaker and weaker, and his body couldn't help but lean forward. Zhang Zifeng bit his lip hard, forcing himself to lift his legs up, and he squatted one by one like this.

Zhang Zifeng's thighs were trembling uncontrollably, almost unable to hold on, as long as he relaxed a little, he would lie on the ground and couldn't get up, but he persisted all the time, and he didn't let the breath in his heart relax.

I can't give up, I can't give up, if I can't even bear such a little training, what will I do to realize my dream!Hold on, hold on!
"Go on, go on, there's one more! Go on, you can do it! Don't give up! Go on, go on!"

"Come on, come on! I know you can! Don't give up! It's the last one! Go on, go on!"

"The last one, hold on, hold on!"

Zhang Zifeng exhausted his last breath, forced his body up and squatted up, then his body went limp, and he knelt on the ground, lying on the ground unable to get up.

James grabbed the barbell when Zhang Zifeng fell.

Gently put down the barbell, James patted Zhang Zifeng's shoulder lightly, and said with relief: "Jack, great job! You didn't let me down. I'm proud of you!"

"I must have made more than fifteen, I guess there are twenty!" Zhang Zifeng panted heavily, sitting on the ground and said.

James smiled and said, "It's not twenty, it's 26!"

"Ah!" Zhang Zifeng was taken aback. The first group could only do 26 when they had enough strength, but now they can do [-].

He felt incredible, "How can I do so much? How is this possible?"

With a gentle smile on his face, James said: "People usually only use 10-30% of the body's strength, and there are still many hidden in our body. We need to stimulate them. And I found that you Chinese people have a very strong power. It seems that no matter how difficult the situation is, you can persevere. So I know you can do what I want. Jack, you have to remember, you are very strong! As long as you do what I set If you can do your best in the next month of training, I believe you can become an important player for Duke!!"

Zhang Zifeng raised his head and said loudly, "I can do it, I can. I will definitely not let you down!"

James patted Zhang Zifeng on the shoulder and said, "I believe in you, Jack. If you have time, go buy a belt, it will have a certain effect on protecting your waist from injury!"

"Okay sir. I'll go shopping tomorrow!"

After the squat training program was completed, Zhang Zifeng started training the abdominal muscles.

Lie on your back and lift your legs!Torso twist...

For each item, James asked Zhang Zifeng to do three sets, with at least fifteen in each set.

When Zhang Zifeng couldn't hold on anymore, it was James who yelled and insisted on finishing.

After strength training, remember to do aerobic exercise for more than 10 minutes, so as to better achieve the purpose of weight loss or muscle training.

Exhausted, his whole body seemed to be torn apart, Zhang Zifeng gritted his teeth and refused to sit down, dragging his tired body around the court.

While walking Zhang Zifeng lifted the bottom of his jacket, wiped off his sweat, and patted his face to refresh himself.

Today's challenge to the limit is just to let Zhang Zifeng know the power hidden in his body, but he can't do it like today, otherwise his body won't be able to bear it.

I'm afraid that Zhang Zifeng's body has been overtrained and his musculoskeletal strain has not been trained yet, so he can retire directly.

According to the strength training schedule that James made before, Zhang Zifeng found himself living in dire straits every day.

If the same high-intensity training is carried out every day, Zhang Zifeng will become numb after training for a few more days.

But after training in squats today, when I woke up the next morning, Zhang Zifeng's legs were so sore that every step he took was painful.

It is the legs that are sore and weak, but the hands are not affected. You can still perform bench presses, presses, and chest presses on the chest.

After two days of massage, my legs just felt a little better, and on the third day, I squatted again. Damn it, whoever has tried it will know how it feels!
Holding the barbell, Zhang Zifeng blushed and squatted desperately.

Several times, if it wasn't for Coach James holding the barbell behind him, Zhang Zifeng would have been unable to hold on and was injured by the barbell.

Although he is always living in hell, Zhang Zifeng is in a good mood.

Rodney, you wait for me.

I will definitely beat you and humiliate you!
The coaching staff of the NCAA basketball team is mainly composed of a head coach, three assistant coaches, a team doctor, and a photographer who is responsible for shooting videos.

Because the head coach has a lot of things to deal with, the usual daily training is usually assisted by the assistant coach.

The head coach of Duke University is the old K, three assistant coaches Steve Wojciechowski, Chris Collinson and Nate James.

Among them, Steve Wojciechowski is the coach who is responsible for tactics, Chris Collinson is a professional coach who is set according to the positions of forwards, defenders, and centers, and Nate James is in charge of Physical training coaches and scouts who specialize in recruiting.

In order to improve his body's antagonism, Zhang Zifeng is doing high-intensity strength training with the help of James.

But what followed was the strong incompatibility of the body.

Daily high-intensity training made Zhang Zifeng very tired every day during this period.

The sore muscles can't exert strength at all during the team training, which makes him often unable to keep up with the team's rhythm.

Many times, Zhang Zifeng wanted to sit down and have a rest.

He even applied for sick leave directly, went back to the dormitory and lay down on the bed to have a good sleep.

But the scene that everyone laughed at yesterday flashed through my mind.

No, never give up.

Zhang Zifeng, be hard on yourself, stick to it, don't let any bastard laugh at yourself and us Chinese.

Zhang Zifeng gritted his teeth, and every time he was about to fall behind, he bit the tip of his tongue to stimulate himself to keep up.

The assistant coach, who is usually very kind, seems to be a different person on the court, like a devil.

He often yelled loudly on the court, and he yelled at Zhang Zifeng the most throughout the day.

Whenever Zhang Zifeng couldn't keep up, Collinson would shout angrily on the sidelines.

"Hurry up, pass the ball faster! Kid, hurry up!"

"Keep your head up, don't look at the ground, there's no money on the ground!"

"Don't stop! Come on, boy! Come on, boy!"

"Boy, are you kidding me again? Just practice for a short while, you can't hold on anymore, run. Don't be lazy, run for me!"

"Damn it, are you kidding! My six-year-old girl can outrun you at such a slow pace! Go faster!"

……

Watching the coach yelling at Zhang Zifeng, watching Zhang Zifeng lagging behind the team's rhythm all day, being chased and yelled by the coach.

Hood laughed wantonly, "I told you a long time ago. You can't do it at all. Get out early!"

"Yellow monkey, go home and drink milk! American basketball is not for people like you!"

"Yes, go home!"

Many people also feel uncomfortable with Zhang Zifeng, who always drags down the whole team, and make more sarcasm.

Zhang Zifeng was numb to this kind of insult from the beginning of his anger.

Just keep everyone who laughed at me in my heart.

(End of this chapter)