Rekindling the dream of becoming a star

Chapter 32 Another Bet
"Take this section as an example." Sun Lexian pointed to the video.

"Okay, then we all write it down and compare it. It will be clear at a glance who is better and who is worse. The loser will say it loudly three times, I give up!" Chen Fang sealed the bet.

"Row!"

"Paper and pen!" Chen Fang stretched out his hand and asked for them.

Next, there was ten minutes of silence. The two of them squinted their eyes and wrote quickly while reading.

When the video ended, Sun Lexian raised his chin and asked provocatively: "Do you need to watch it again?"

"At this level, it's not necessary."

"Okay, I've been waiting for you to say that." Sun Lexian buried his head and began to organize his previous sketch notes. Chen Fang also concentrated and wrote down his own judgment.

When dealing with such technical talents, don't be polite or respectful. Only by competing with them on the same track can you attract them.

"I'm fine!" Chen Fang put down his pen.

Sun Lexian was stunned for a moment. He wanted to check, but he couldn't do that at the moment, so he put down his pen and said, "I'm fine too."

"Exchange!" Chen Fang pushed his own over.

After taking it and looking at it, Chen Fang was delighted and shook it: "That's it?"

Sun Lexian was not willing to be outdone, and said with disdain, "What nonsense."

"You're talking about yourself." Chen Fang snatched it back and put the two papers side by side.

In fact, the truth is that the player analysis of the two is roughly the same, the difference lies in the number 5.

Chen Fang: No. 5, unbalanced left and right hands, often chooses the right side to break through, tends to shoot from mid-range and long distances, poor confrontation, no physical strength, narrow field of vision, medium movement speed, single scoring method, not good at positioning, only needs to lead defense.

Sun Lexian: No. 5, delicate skills, good at shooting, fast movement, qualified point guard. Threat of three-pointers. His threat from the outside is huge, and he needs someone to guard him.

Chen Fang sneered: "I want to return the 500 now. Your judgment is too poor."

"You are just being unreasonable." Sun Lexian replayed the video and pointed at a clip and said, "Is this called lack of vision?"

“He dribbled with his head down, it was obvious, can’t you see it?”

"No. 5 is fighting, he must keep his head down!"

"A qualified point guard never looks at the person defending him, because his first responsibility is to pass the ball, and his second is to break through." Chen Fang responded sharply.

"What about this? Two consecutive three-pointers." Sun Lexian rewound the video and questioned.

"This is the first quarter, he's full of energy. Didn't you notice? In the second half, all his shots hit the front rim. After just five minutes, he's already starting to lose his hit rate." Chen Fang fired at full power: "Do we need to see him in the second and third quarters? I bet he missed all three shots."

Sun Lexian was stunned. Seeing his expression, Chen Fang knew that he had guessed correctly. He sneered, "You are just a half-baked expert. Why are you being so mysterious? You can provide basic intelligence, but please don't pretend to be a senior analyst."

Faced with Chen Fang's ruthlessness, Sun Lexian's face turned red.

"I suggest you play some basketball, and it would be best if you can stay in a team for a while. It is undeniable that you are the best analyst I have ever seen, but unfortunately you lack some basic theoretical knowledge, which makes your judgment biased." After saying these harsh words, it's time to serve the lollipop.

Sun Lexian fell into deep thought, but quickly refused: "Just do what you need to do, don't bother me."

"This is my QQ number. I've written it down on a piece of paper." Chen Fang ignored the expulsion order. "I'm the head coach of Dongsheng High School. We're very strong, but you didn't even notice it."

"Dongsheng? Haha, I find that you are very good at bragging. Your team has not been able to enter the finals for three years. I am troubled by you!" Sun Lexian laughed when he heard it.

But Chen Fang was also laughing: "How about we make a bet?"

Sun Lexian was alert and didn't respond, but just laughed.

"We're playing against Southan tomorrow. If we win, you're welcome to join my team for further study."

"You can't beat Nan'an, you will lose by at least 20 points!" Sun Lexian was very confident.

"Look, isn't this a disagreement? What if we beat Nan'an?"

"Hmph!" Sun Lexian still didn't dare to respond.

"Don't you have any confidence in yourself? I find that you are really a king of talking nonsense." Chen Fang added fuel to the fire and mocked.

"That's because I think this bet is too boring. I can tell at a glance whether Dongsheng is strong or not."

"That's because I haven't played yet, Dongsheng!"

"You?" Sun Lexian straightened up suspiciously, and couldn't help but sneer: "You are not even 1.8 meters tall, what makes you so proud?"

"Why? Because I dare to bet, but you don't dare. You are a coward!"

"I'm scared? I don't dare? Fine, come on!" Sun Lexian finally got angry. He picked up his phone and started typing: "I've added you on QQ and sent you a collection of Nan'an's video clips from the past two years on your QQ mailbox."

"I'm telling you, if I, Sun Lexian, want to gamble, I'll do it openly, so that you don't end up saying that my information is wrong."

"Take these five hundred back."

"I just have one thing to say. If you lose, call me three times - Dad, I was wrong!"

There was actually an unexpected gain. Chen Fang suppressed his joy and tapped the money on the counter: "One thing is one thing. Keep the money. If you lose, come to Dongsheng for internship! See you tomorrow!" After that, he quickly left the scene.

Sun Lexian was still cursing angrily: "Why are you running? What are you bragging about? Just relying on your Dongsheng, haha, it really makes me laugh to death."

He suddenly came to his senses and slapped himself: "Damn, I got taken advantage of again!"

This person must be kept on guard against. Speak as little as possible, and preferably not say a word.

Chen Fang, who was riding his bike quickly to school, naturally didn't know that he had been blacklisted by Sun Lexian. He was relieved that with the video and analysis, it would be no problem to take over Nan'an.

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Nan'an High School, far away in the valley, was bathed in the sunset at this moment, and the golden afterglow painted the whole school into the colors of autumn. At this moment, the Nan'an school team on the court was in a good mood, just like the day before yesterday when Dongsheng drew Fuyuan, and the whole team cheered.

As the captain, Xue Yi couldn't be the same as everyone else. He pretended to be dignified and said, "Whoever is drawn, you have to play. Today's training cannot stop. When the coach comes later, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"Got it, captain!" Not far away, a man was shooting a basketball. His muscles were clearly defined, and in the afterglow, he looked like an ancient Greek god.

"Yue Zang, let me feed the ball to you." Xue Yi walked over with a smile.

"Thank you."

After feeding a few, Xue Yi praised: "Now the shooting gesture is really good, and the hit rate is also very good."

In the face of praise, Yue Zang's dull face did not react at all, his eyes were always fixed on the basketball and the basket.

Nan'an's head coach, Qian Yong, stood on the long side at some point, quietly watching his beloved disciple shoot.

Yue Zang's shooting is very standard, but because it is too standard, it seems very rigid and not soft, as if a robot is shooting.

Qian Yong knew the reason very well. From the very beginning when Yue Zang started learning basketball, he followed the postures taught 100%. He replicated the technical moves through repetition. His dribbling, movement, and shooting were all done in the same way, without any error.

Qian Yong didn’t know whether this was good or bad, but this was Yue Zang. He was silent and rigid, and this was how he would be when learning basketball.

"Yue Zang, stop." Qian Yong knew that if he didn't call for a stop, Yue Zang might continue practicing.

"Coach!" Yue Zang stopped and stood straight looking at Qian Yong.

"Take a break, the meeting is about to start."

"understand!"

After Yue Zang sat at the back of the stands, Qian Yong looked at all the players and said, "The draw is out. I see everyone is very happy. This is not a good sign."

"In the knockout rounds, you can't be careless or slack at all. If you lose, you won't be able to hold your heads up for the whole year!"

As the coach finished his words, the stands fell completely silent, and even Xue Yi's cynical smile disappeared.

"Watch the video tonight, and do a level 2 training tomorrow, mainly to maintain your form."

At Nan'an High School, training intensity is divided into four levels: Level 4 is the intensity of jogging, Level 1 is aerobic training, and Levels 2 and 3 are load intensity training, such as competitions, weight-bearing and other strength training.

According to anthropology, after high-intensity exercise, the body's immunity will drop to a critical point, making it susceptible to viral invasion, the most common of which is a cold.

Therefore, the day before the competition, you should avoid high-intensity training, and supplement with various trace elements and high-calorie intake to raise the lower limit of impending immune deficiency.

"Gather at 2 o'clock tomorrow afternoon and set off for Dongsheng."

"Do you understand?"

"I understand!"

"Disband." Qian Yong waved his hand to disperse the group neatly, and stopped Xue Yi who wanted to leave.

"coach."

"Pay attention to Yue Zang at night and don't allow him to practice in the middle of the night." Qian Yong warned.

"Don't worry, I will definitely control him this time." Xue Yi patted his chest and promised.

The night before, Yue Zang was practicing in the open-air stadium in the dark in the middle of the night and was discovered by a patrolling security guard. Qian Yong then realized that his beloved disciple had a habit of practicing crazily before a game.

There is another competition tomorrow, and he doesn't want Yue Zang to be sleep deprived.

"You have to keep one eye open for me even when you sleep at night." Qian Yong was worried.

"Coach, why don't you go to the security department to get a pair of handcuffs and handcuff us together." Xue Yi said with a bitter face. He had just been scolded by the coach for half an hour yesterday and he wanted to die.

"Get lost. You are the most unreliable person in the team. You are already 18 years old and about to become an adult, but you are still like this." Qian Yong pushed Xue Yi down with a look of disappointment, but the latter dodged it swiftly.

"Hey, coach, I'm hungry. I'm going to replenish my energy. Bye!" Xue Yi ran very fast and disappeared in a flash.

Qian Yong couldn't do anything about this guy. He turned around and found that Yue Zang was shooting again.

He couldn't help but feel a headache. Last time, he unintentionally criticized Yue Zang for his poor shooting, which made the young man have a mental demon. In the past half month, he has been practicing shooting like crazy.

It's no use saying anything. In Yue Zang's heart, he has a passing line, and he won't give up until he reaches it.

Coaches love such players, but they are also difficult to control. Once your opinion differs from his, it will be difficult to reconcile and it will be easy to sever the relationship and go your separate ways.

Therefore, Qian Yong has always adopted a gentle guidance and education approach for Yue Zang, making the logical direction clear, doing a good job of ideological work, and then arranging the division of labor.

"Let's go eat first." Qian Yong said.

Yue Zang didn't react, he just kept picking up the ball, shooting, and repeating the process.

Qian Yong knew that he couldn't persuade him, so it seemed that he had to ask his coach to get him food.

Alas, the troubles of happiness.

If he wanted to get out of Nanyang and travel all over N6, Qian Yong asked himself if he could bear this grievance.

Yue Zang, you will definitely be able to fight your way out!

In the future, there will definitely be a place for you in Chinese basketball.

Qian Yong secretly clenched his fists. This sense of anticipation gave him great motivation and a strong sense of mission.

Qian Yong, who had just received the latest information about Dongsheng in the afternoon, was very confident. Dongsheng is still the same Dongsheng. There has been no change in a year.

Dongsheng is an opponent who is neither too strong nor too weak. He is just right for us in Nan'an to satisfy our cravings. Although we can't have a full meal, at least we have something to chew.

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