Strong Offense and Defense

The opponent's point guard chuckled: "Hey, that 'pass' just now was really exciting. But, are you dying?"

In the next second, ukb's point guard quickly passed Nie Chuan and rushed to the back of dk.

Nie Chuan ran forward vigorously, but couldn't catch up.This feeling of powerlessness is overwhelming.

But Reece got rid of the opponent's small forward in an instant, rushed back to his own basket, and gave him a hot pot before the ukb point guard scored a layup.

The ukb point guard fell to the ground, he didn't know how Reece caught up with him or even surpassed him.

Reese dribbles the ball quickly and the fast break begins.

Carlo has already rushed into the opponent's area. Facing the small forward who was following him, Rees suddenly stopped suddenly and held the ball up. The opponent thought he was going to pass the ball to Carlo, so he jumped high and intercepted the ball. Unexpectedly, he flicked the ball back smartly. After getting the ball from the three-point line, Ewing jumped up without hesitation, and a beautiful three-pointer sealed their victory.

Ewing made a V gesture during the fall.

"Ewing did a good job!" Montenegro stretched out his thumbs.

"Haha, Reese's biography is good!"

"Why did I become a blindfold again?" Carlo had a depressed expression.

The two queues bid farewell.

The ukb center punched Carlo with his fist: "Today, we are actually training partners, right?"

Carlo smiled sheepishly.

"It feels like you haven't shown the momentum you had in last year's league game. Last year, we followed you all over the field!" The opponent's point guard seemed very dissatisfied with curling his mouth.

Ewing replied: "Why, you think it's not enough to lose only two points, and you want to lose twenty points?"

At this moment, Nie Chuan couldn't hear what they were saying at all.His legs were as heavy as lead, and his ears were buzzing.

"Hey, guy with black hair." The opposing point guard came to him.

Nie Chuan lowered his head, without any reaction, until Ewing next to him lightly bumped him with his shoulder: "Hey Alan, he is calling you."

"Huh? What?"

"You should run faster and take less breath." The opponent raised his chin at Nie Chuan, "In the real league, there are many players who are faster than me."

Although the other party looked a little arrogant, Nie Chuan could feel his regret for his performance today.

"Let's go - we must win the regular season!"

The ukb people packed up their things and waved goodbye to Carlo and the others.

"Nonsense, you don't want to be eliminated!"

"These guys are actually pretty good at the game," Montenegro said.

"Ah? What do you mean?" Nie Chuan raised his head.

"That is to say, he won't look angry when he loses the game, and he won't foul on the court because he can't control his temper when he gets angry." Ewing put his arm around Nie Chuan's shoulder.

Nie Chuan suddenly understood why Carlo organized this practice match.

The real target of practice was not the four of them, but Nie Chuan.

"Let's go! Go see Connor." Carlo said suddenly when he put the sports bag on his shoulder.

Nie Chuan was stunned: "Kang...Konna?"

Looking at Ewing and Hei Shan again, their expressions were also very calm, as if they knew that Connor lived in the nearby hospital.

Nie Chuan looked at Rees, who just raised his head and drank the mineral water, his Adam's apple wriggled very powerfully.

He put the cap on the bottle and said flatly: "You all know."

Carlo put away the sloppy smile on his lips: "Do I look like a fool?"

"Yes." Reese's answer was simple and straightforward.

"...Connor left a message on my Facebook page. He said he was going to another country with his parents, and he was going to give up basketball. But I checked the IP address of his message, and it turned out to be this hospital."

Ewing wiped the sweat off his face with the back of his hand: "So the three of us quietly came to this hospital and saw Connor from a distance. Then we understood everything. Connor was afraid that we would not accept new teammates, worried We have a bad heart and can't open up, and we understand. So we pretend not to know about it. But now we have Ellen! Connor can go to Washington for treatment, can't he?"

Montenegro looked in Reese's direction: "Did you tell Connor that we will play in this stadium?"

"Of course." Reese nodded.

Nie Chuan's heart was shocked, that is to say, the reason why Carlo didn't rent a basketball gym for practice games was to allow Connor to watch the game from the window sill of the ward!

"What are you still doing in a daze! Let's go!" Carlo snapped his fingers, and a group of people put on their bags and walked to the hospital.

Nie Chuan looked at everyone's backs, his eyes felt sore.

When they came to Connor's ward, it was already empty.

The passing nurse told them that just 5 minutes ago, Connor had completed the procedures for hospitalization and took a car to the airport.

"This guy...doesn't even give him a chance to say goodbye? It's too much." Ewing pursed his lips, his eyes turned red.

But Connor left a card for Reese.

He told Reese not to worry about him or to come to Washington to see him.He will be fine.

"He said it was a really good game, more exciting than any NBA game he's been watching here."

Reese said this sentence in a calm tone, but everyone can imagine the expression on Connor's face when he wrote this sentence.

"This guy... the next time I see him... you must educate him well, absolutely absolutely not... leave without saying goodbye." Carlo's voice trembled slightly.

"Let's go! Let's go to the tea restaurant! I want to eat shrimp dumplings! Barbecued pork buns! Rice rolls! I also want to take pictures and put them on my Facebook, so greedy that Connor is drooling!" Ewing showed a big smile.

"Huh? I didn't expect that everyone would not be able to learn Chinese, but when it comes to food, you speak so Chinese?" Carlo said.

"My language nerves are better developed than yours." Ewing raised his eyebrows, and Carlo was speechless once again.

"Alan, you don't know Connor, so you don't understand what's going on when we mention Connor?"

When Carlo was about to talk about Connor, Rees suddenly said, "Everyone is hungry, go eat."

so far so good……

At this time, Nie Chuan didn't know why, every time he heard Kang Na's name, his heart ached.

He looked in Reese's direction, but Reese's expression remained the same.

That night, Carlo sent Nie Chuan home, smiled and waved to him and said, "See you at school tomorrow!"

Nie Chuan also said goodbye to him with a smile. When Carlo walked away, Nie Chuan lowered his head.

He didn't knock on the door to enter the house, but sat down on the steps downstairs.

"If you don't want to smile, you don't really need to smile at Carlo. He doesn't mind."

A cold voice sounded, but it was just a simple sentence, and Nie Chuan's tears were about to fall.

Nie Chuan quickly rubbed the corners of his eyes, raised his face, and saw Reese standing under the streetlight.His figure was always so clear that Nie Chuan couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.

"Why...why are you here?"

Rees didn't answer him, but sat down beside him with his pocket in his pocket.

"You look sad."

"Why didn't you tell me? Connor was watching? My performance was terrible!" Nie Chuan said sullenly.

"Definitely not the best in your life, but definitely not terrible."

"Maybe I'm really not suitable for playing basketball. I don't have enough speed, no explosive power, no physical strength...you should..."

"What should I do? Find someone else? The problem is that Connor has already agreed with you and affirmed you."

"Does he have it? How is it possible? I was a mess in the first half and couldn't run in the second half..."

Rees stretched out his hand and pressed it on Nie Chuan's head.

"I thought I did my best, but it wasn't enough." Nie Chuan felt so regretful for the first time.

He regretted why he didn't insist on exercising, playing basketball, and keeping his physical fitness at its best.

"I think so, because you are trying your best and you are not reconciled. But you let him see your ball-handling ability and scheduling ability as a point guard. If he doesn't agree with you, he won't leave a message saying 'this It was a good game'."

"Are you sure that's not consolation?"

"I'm sure."

"But it's not the most exciting game. I need more physical strength and faster speed. I also need to be able to take off higher and dribble more. The ukb said that they are not in the league. The fastest." Nie Chuan said looking at his clenched fist.

"Nie Chuan, do you know why Carlo chose you, and why Ewing and Montenegro accepted you so quickly?" Reese asked.

"why?"

"Because if you only face your own affairs, you may let yourself go, you will be lazy, and you will choose an easy way to deal with it. But if this matter is related to someone you think is important, you will go all out."

"What?" Nie Chuan raised his head and looked at Reese's profile.

"It is because of this that Carlos and the others trust you so much. Because they know that on the court, you will always create the most delicate opportunities for them and always respond to them in the best position."

"Will I?"

"Of course you will."

Nie Chuan's tears finally fell down.

"Xiao Chuan." Reese's knuckles brushed against Nie Chuan's cheek and caught the tear, "Although tears never mean that you are not strong. But I hope this is the last time you cry because of regret."

Reese's "Xiao Chuan" was so soft that Nie Chuan even felt that he had heard it wrong.

But what he said suddenly hardened Nie Chuan's unsupported thinking.

"Also, you are welcome to join Udk's basketball team." Reese extended his hand to Nie Chuan.

His fingers are long and their tips have an unreal beauty in the dim light.

"Ah? Not counting, I haven't seen Coach Gordon yet."

"You've already met him, during the practice match."

"What? Where is he?" Nie Chuan couldn't remember...

Suddenly, the figure of that stern man with gray-blue eyes flooded into his mind.

Nie Chuan's shoulders trembled: "He... he can't be the coach sitting behind ukb, right?"

"Yes."

Nie Chuan raised his hands to cover his face, thinking of his at a loss in the first half, he was so embarrassing.

"He looks... serious..."

"As the coach of a basketball team, it is very difficult for you to want him to turn into a spring rain. After class on Monday afternoon, I will take you to see him."

"He really agreed with me to join?" Nie Chuan felt incredible.

"Yes."

"Why didn't Carlo and the others tell me that it was Coach Gordon?"

"If you knew it was Coach Gordon, you'd be more nervous, wouldn't you?"

Reese got up and walked to his Land Rover.

"Hey... I really joined?"

Nie Chuan might not have understood what the college basketball league meant before, but now he does.

That is the cradle of nba, and even when its finals come, nba has to stop all games to show respect.

"What you should ask is not this question, but whether you like playing basketball. It is never possible for a person to do his best in the face of something he doesn't like. So, do you like it?"

At that moment, the scene of him passing the ball to Montenegro for a slam dunk, the scene of Carlo receiving his ball for a volley dunk, Ewing's beautiful three-pointer...

The feeling of tight nerves, the rush of blood in the body, the urge to keep running even if the heart can't beat...

"Yes, I like playing basketball."

Nie Chuan looked in Reese's direction and said very seriously.

"As long as you like it."

Reese's smile was very light, and the lip line drew a warm arc.

He opened the car door and stepped in. Nie Chuan stood at the door and watched his car go further and further away. He had a vague premonition that his calm life was about to change.

Reese's Land Rover parked under an apartment building. He went to the top floor and rang the doorbell. A middle-aged man in casual home clothes opened the door for him.

"Yo, that's rare, I thought you wouldn't come. What would you like, coffee or ice water?"

"Ice water." Reese sat on the sofa.

"I thought you would rather drink coffee." The middle-aged man smiled lightly, and threw a bottle of ice water over, which was caught firmly by Reese.

"Because the coffee you make is terrible."

"Well, you are always so honest that it hurts." The middle-aged man directly sat on the coffee table with a cup of coffee, facing Rees, "Reese, I know Carlo and the others really want that black-haired Chinese kid to join the team , I also admit that he has a certain potential, but I want to hear your real thoughts."

"Why my idea, Coach Gordon?"

"Because you're the most stubborn, principled, and uncompromising guy on the team. You think he's good, even if everyone else thinks he's bad, you'll bring that kid in. If you think he's bad, even if No matter how much Carlo and the others like him, you will kick him out."

"Coach, you just said that Nie Chuan has potential, so what do you think his potential is?" Reese asked, crossing his arms.

Coach Gordon smiled slightly: "Super sense of the ball and the ability to control the rhythm. His center of gravity transfer and inertia control ability are likely to be better than yours. And unlike you, he has an overly strong personality and is suitable for fighting alone. His team More adaptable than you."

"What about the disadvantages?"

"The shortcomings are obvious. His explosive power, speed, and endurance are not up to the standard I want. Not to mention his lack of experience playing against high-level teams."

"So you texted me to tell me the reason for agreeing to him joining the team? Is it just to appease Carlo and the others?"

"No, because I think he still has the potential to be refined. And from the regular season in late November, we still have enough time for him to have the qualities we think he should have."

Coach Gordon stared at Reece's face, trying to see something in his eyes.

"Oh, and more importantly, I see in you a desire to connect with someone on the court."

And Rees leaned forward and confronted Coach Gordon: "Since you have said so, do I have any reason to refuse?"

Coach Gordon froze for a moment, he thought Rees would coldly deny his last point.

"See you on Monday, then."

"See you on Monday." Reese got up, and seemed to think of something when he walked to the door. He turned his face with his pockets in his pocket and said, "I forgot to tell you, he seems to be very afraid of you."

"Afraid of me, why?" Coach Gordon showed a surprised expression.

"Probably because you always try to make yourself look inscrutable, not as honest as me."

After Reese left, Coach Gordon shook his head helplessly.

Nie Chuan fell asleep very quickly because he was too tired that night.

The first time he saw Coach Gordon was when the class ended on Monday morning. As soon as Nie Chuan walked out of the classroom, he saw a middle-aged man in a suit smiling at him leaning on the corridor.

He raised his hand and said "Hi".

Nie Chuan suddenly became nervous.

"I think you should already know that I am your coach."

These words made Nie Chuan even more nervous.Coach Gordon is different from his physical education teacher in middle school. He is a very professional coach.

"yes, I got it."

"Although at this point you should answer me 'yes, coach'. But since I am an affable coach and have an equal relationship with you, I care more about your attitude than all appearances."

Coach Gordon watched Nie Chuan carefully. He wondered if it was an illusion. He felt that the Chinese boy seemed more nervous?

"Come on, let's talk together."

Coach Gordon bought two cups of instant coffee and sat on the lawn of the academy with Nie Chuan.Their surroundings are either classmates who are reading books or couples who are in love with each other.

"The school has very clear regulations on training time for the team. During the period from April to October, tactical drills and on-field training are not allowed, because the children have to study obediently."

Nie Chuan nodded.

"Of course, the small-scale unofficial practice games that you contact and organize belong to your freedom, and have nothing to do with me." Coach Gordon tactfully shrugged off responsibility.

Nie Chuan nodded again.

"So from April to October, rely on your own physical training, not on me. All I can give is advice and advice."

"Yes, Coach."

"Well, good boy. I think you have a good idea of ​​what's wrong with you now."

"I think I know."

"tell me the story?"

"Speed, stamina, explosiveness, experience and shooting percentage."

"Ah... I didn't find out about your shooting percentage in that game." Coach Gordon said seriously.

Nie Chuan wanted to lower his head and wipe his sweat.Didn't that practice match expose all his problems?

"But the first three are fatal." Coach Gordon also put away his smiling expression.

"Yes, they are deadly." Nie Chuan lowered his head and frowned.

Coach Gordon's finger flicked between Nie Chuan's eyebrows: "Boy, never bow your head in front of me, it will make it difficult for me to see your expression clearly."

"Yes, coach!" Nie Chuan raised his head seriously.

"Although there are many college students... in order to have a good performance in the league and get the favor of the NBA, they will hire a personal trainer for themselves. But I think your goal is not the NBA, but to play basketball happily."

"Yes, Coach."

nba or something... too far away.It is estimated that when the league really starts, it will be great if Nie Chuan can not be on the bench!

"In order to improve your speed, endurance and explosive power, here is the exercise plan I have drawn up for you."

Gordon handed over a USB flash drive to Nie Chuan.

Nie Chuan never expected that the other party would actually draw up a training plan for him?Does this count as being opened up?

"Don't think you can do it all from the beginning. It's just a goal. I hope you can realize this plan on the basis of completing your college studies. I also hope that you can have a rich after school in addition to basketball. Live and enjoy your life."

Nie Chuan nodded. It seems that Coach Gordon is not as unkind as he imagined.

"Of course, I also understand that children of your age may occasionally be a little lazy and lack perseverance, which is understandable. So I also arranged for you a teammate you already know as an assistant coach to urge you to complete as much as possible." Practice. I call this 'package practice'. It can supervise and correct each other, and help each other, which is easy to improve team cohesion."

"Huh? Then who is my packing practice object?"

"Don't worry, he has a good temper as far as I know, he's highly skilled, and he's always taken good care of you. You'll have a good time."

Nie Chuan's head began to search for the possibility of this person.

Is it Montenegro?Although Black Mountain looks scary, Nie Chuan thinks that he has a really good temper, is considerate and comforts others, it should be a pleasure to practice with him, right?

If the words are highly skilled, it is Ewing who flashed into Nie Chuan's mind.What a chic and elegant three-pointer!

And Ewing is still a foodie, after the daily practice, they can still go to a Chinese restaurant for snacks together, what a tacit understanding!

But if you want to say that the one who has been taking good care of yourself, it seems to be Carlo!It's just that Carlo is sometimes off-line...but they can still get along very well, right?

"Okay, go back and take a good look at your training plan. I will receive consultation once a week, of course, if you can contact me every week..."

With a sly smile on Coach Gordon's lips, he left comfortably with his instant coffee.