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Chapter 174 [The way out]

【Chapter [-] The Way Out】

After announcing the latest list of players for the national team, the gate of the Basketball Association compound was once again closed to the outside world, and this time it was even more extreme. Even the armed police brought in two teams and shut down the entire Basketball Association compound. The "safety" work of the company is very thorough.

Those reporters who are good at digging doors and stealing holes have no chance to get in touch with the members of the national team. They can only make a fuss about Xu Xuezhi's appointment and Wang Zhen and Song Feng, two newcomers to the national team. Fortunately, this Olympic Games It's not far away. With such a grand sports event, the reporters don't have to worry about having nothing to report. The attention paid to the basketball team is far less than usual. In the training camp, they started their work.

A basketball gymnasium in the Basketball Association was completely requisitioned by the national team. Xu Xuezhi and his coaching staff led twelve members of the national team, Liu Wei and Sun Yue, to conduct training here.

"Clap clap clap!"

In the corner of the basketball hall, the basketball was constantly flapping in Wang Zhen's hands. As Wang Zhen's body turned left and right, it brought out orange-yellow trajectories, which were as smooth as clouds and flowing water. reluctantly.

"Hurry up! Hurry up! You can do it! Believe in yourself!"

Although he is extremely good at sports psychology, Feng Guojun's responsibilities in the national team are no longer limited to psychological counseling for the players. Even during training, he also follows Xu Xuezhi's requirements to train individual players.

After all, for the situation that most of the players in the national team are professional players, Feng Guojun, a psychologist, can play very little role, but he still has an irreplaceable position in the coaching staff built by Xu Xuezhi.

The training that Wang Zhen was doing at this time was the more difficult ball control training that Xu Xuezhi specially formulated for him.

According to Xu Xuezhi, Wang Zhen's ability to grasp the timing of passing the ball is already very good, but his ball handling skills can only be regarded as "sharp", which is far from smooth and easy.Let’s just talk about his ability to control the ball in a small area, which can be said to be one of Wang Zhen’s unique skills, but in Xu Xuezhi’s eyes, this ball-handling ability is not enough to play a role in the international arena. , and most of his breakthroughs are achieved by feints or speed. This kind of skill that lacks variety can be used against those black players with better physical conditions in the international arena. effect?

Obviously, Xu Xuezhi's views and opinions are very correct, so apart from Wang Zhen participating in the team's match practice, most of the other time is under Feng Guojun's constant yelling Carrying out boring ball control training.

"Clap clap clap!"

When Wang Zhen completed two consecutive 360-degree turns in the opposite direction during the four dribbles, Feng Guojun had a smile on his face: "Okay! Let's take a rest!"

With that said, Feng Guojun handed a dry towel in front of Wang Zhen, whose head and face were covered with beads of sweat: "Can you hold on?"

After receiving the towel handed over by Feng Guojun, Wang Zhen showed a smile, nodded and covered his face with the towel. Wang Zhen felt very satisfied with the action he had just completed, because he was doing During this movement, he really felt a smooth feeling.

Although this feeling does not appear every time in this week's training, but in the past two days, the movement has become more and more smooth. Based on past experience, I believe that the day when Xu Xuezhi can meet the requirements is not far away. .

"what!"

"Gudong!"

Suddenly there was a scream and a muffled sound on the court!
Wang Zhen turned his head to look, but it was Song Feng who fell to the floor, and the person standing under the basket in front of him was Yao Ming, the treasure of the national team!
"Hehehehe!" Yao Ming stretched out his big hand towards Song Feng, who was covered in protective gear and fell on the floor: "Song Feng, don't be in such a hurry, kid! You have to figure out that if you rush into the inside line with your size, you will not be so strong. When you are supplemented by your own strength, you will always be the one who suffers when you meet tall players!"

After pulling Yao Ming's big hand to stand up, Song Feng showed a wry smile on his face: "I also know that my muscle strength is still far behind that of professional players like you, but I just don't like to stay on the outside. Always like to rush into the paint to fight!"

Patting Song Feng's butt, Yao Ming taught his little brother like a big brother: "Song Feng, your fadeaway jump shot is already quite good, and your conditions are also very good. You will also be able to play in the NCAA in the United States in the future." There won't be any major problems! But if you want to play inside, you need to strengthen your strength!"

During this week, Song Feng, who had been tortured in the paint by Yao Ming, Yi Jianlian and others countless times, humbly nodded to accept the lesson, but felt very unhappy in his heart: You are such big guys, how can I compete with you in brute force?How stupid must I be?This shouldn't be like this. I must have done something wrong. Otherwise, how could this happen?
In fact, Song Feng's stubborn personality made him ignore one thing, and that was his height.

His height, even among high school students and even college students, can attack the opponent's inside line, but now he is facing Yao Ming and Yi Jianlian, who have experienced the NBA, the world's highest level basketball league, how can he be qualified? What about hitting the inside line?

Not to mention Song Feng, even in the NBA, how many defenders can rush inside to challenge Yao Ming?
Although he was trying to discourage Song Feng's enthusiasm, Yao Ming still liked Song Feng's strong desire to attack the inside line. Moreover, Song Feng's progress in the past few days was quite obvious. Thinking about it, Yao Ming felt that he could still give some advice to the kid in front of him who was obsessed with attacking inside.

"En! Song Feng, in terms of strength, you may never reach the height of an inside player, but do you think about your speed? In this respect, don't you have an advantage? Among the superstars in the NBA, there is a taller than You are still much shorter, but the person who has an absolute influence on the team is called 'Answer' Allen Iverson. I think you are familiar with him, right?"

Answer! ?
Allen • Iverson! ?
Of course Song Feng knew this person!

The guard, who is only 1.8 meters tall, just relied on his fast speed and superb skills to play his own sky in the NBA. After entering the 11ers in [-], he won the best rookie in [-] years, became the most "short" MVP in NBA history, and became the scoring leader in the regular season four times.

How could Song Feng not know about such a superstar with outstanding achievements and numerous honors?

"I know!" As soon as the star was mentioned, Song Feng became energetic.

Yao Ming continued: "Then do you think, if you make full use of your speed, will you find another way out?"

Uh!
Song Feng was taken aback for a moment, then elated!
After listening to Yao Ming's words, Song Feng suddenly felt that he saw an unprecedented bright road before his eyes. At this moment, Song Feng finally knew what kind of path he should take in the future.

Iverson's height is much shorter than his own, he can play a sky in the NBA, why can't I?
Although the answering speed is faster than his own, isn't he more advantageous in terms of height?
"Ah! I understand, I understand!" Song Feng shouted excitedly. He stretched out his hands and hugged Yao Ming's strong body. Regardless of the surprised looks from the other national players who were training next to him, he shouted loudly. Yao Ming shouted in his ear: "Thank you! Thank you! Hahaha! I finally understand!"

Yao Ming shoved Song Feng away with some embarrassment, and raised his hand to rub his buzzing ears: "Okay, okay, if you understand, you don't have to drag me to practice against you anymore, right?"

"Hahahaha!" Song Feng smiled brightly: "Boss Yao, I don't need you to practice with me for the time being, I have to figure out how to change my game, er, wait for me to practice in two days Alright, let's practice again!"

"Are you still practicing?" Yao Ming stared wide-eyed, Song Feng has been terrified of him for the past few days.

She ducked forward, hugged the basketball at her feet, turned around, found an empty basket in the basketball hall and ran over: "Boss Yao, wait for me!"

"I…………"

At this point, Yao Ming really could only smile wryly.

Xu Xuezhi, who was sitting at the entrance of the basketball hall, saw all this with a smile, and an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: Well, although these two boys are not physically comparable to these professional players, Wang Zhen's The ball-handling skills have been greatly improved, and Song Feng has also found a direction to improve his skills. It seems that these two boys have a way out. I hope that the national team will continue to develop in a good direction!
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