from the golden generation

Chapter 81 Special Training (Please collect and ask for tickets)
"Mr. Yan Song, you have been so smooth from the beginning, does this make you a little proud?"

The female reporter took a small notebook and looked at Yan Song who was sitting in the seat with a proud face.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Song said the most low-key words with the most arrogant expression.

"No, I have always been very low-key, and I am very serious about the game and will not be distracted."

The words fall.

Even Ewing couldn't help giving Yan Song a few blank glances.

Hmph, brat, we Knicks count you as the most talkative and most trash talker.

This can't help but remind Ewing of the time when he and Yan Song met for the first time.

At that time, Yan Song was such an immature boy, full of enthusiasm and drive.

But now, he has completely become the king of trash talk in the league, taunting his opponents whenever he has nothing to do.

This makes Ewing jealous and suspicious, is the man who abandoned Yan Song Bird?

Even if not, Yan Song is no different from Bird like this, just as crazy and bold.

"Mr. Yan, you have only played against Jordan once, what do you think about it?"

"Sit and watch."

The words fall.

The audience was quiet, and Yan Song smiled when he saw the awkward atmosphere.

The atmosphere gradually returned to normal, and Yan Song answered the question seriously.

"I feel that I haven't played enough, and I want to play a few more games."

Just one word, not enough.

The reporters present were all shocked, Ouyou.

For those who said this, you, Yan Song, seem to be the first to say that you haven't played enough with Jordan.

Seeing that they didn't believe it, Yan Song prepared to continue talking.

But it was stepped on twice by Ewing.

"Boss You, what do you think I am doing?"

The atmosphere was awkward again, Yan Song just looked at Ewing like this.

Ewing's face was ashen, and his face was getting darker.

"Fake oil!"

Ewing secretly scolded Yan Song in his heart.

Angrily, he lowered his head and ignored Yan Song.

In the end, Yan Song answered several questions from the reporter, and his words were full of the arrogance and enthusiasm of young people.

The reporters in the audience who heard it, inexplicably wanted to rush up and fight Yan Song.

At the end of the interview, Yan Song swaggered out.

When no one was around, Ewing picked up the bench and chased Yan Song.

"Little bastard, dare to be disrespectful to elder brother."

Yan Song ran away. He could brag in front of the media, but he was still a little brother in the team.

Yan Song seized the time to escape, waited on the plane and ran to Van Gundy's side, and got Van Gundy's asylum.

Ewing just gave up and spared Yan Song once.

"Yan Song, you have to keep a low profile."

Van Gundy pinched Yan Song's face with a smile, his eyes were filled with love.

"Tomorrow, on the 22nd, the team will give you special training."

"Special training? What special training?"

Yan Song was puzzled, but Van Gundy just smiled and said nothing, and told Yan Song to find out when he came to the arena tomorrow.

The next day, in the morning.

When Yan Song arrived at the arena, Yan Song opened the door.

Just looking at Johnson, Oakley and Ewing were waiting for him.

"Who are you three?"

Yan Song stepped forward to change into his uniform, and Van Gundy also stepped up.

"Today I will give you an insider training."

After Van Gundy finished speaking, the three of Ewing approached Yan Song.

Surrounded by three big guys, Yan Song just felt bad.

Gorilla, Big Mom, Old Oak, three insider tough guys with unique nicknames, want to conduct special training for Yan Song.

Yan Song was puzzled by this, the training was fine, but why did he let himself have special insider training.

"Yan Song tried by beating the three of them."

After Van Gundy finished speaking, Yan Song walked to Aunt Johnson.

"Come on, mother."

Yan Song laughed and took the pass from Van Gundy.

Rely on Johnson to advance inside.

"Huh, huh."

Yan Song relied a little hard on the fight, and when he got to the basket, he turned around and made a layup.

Johnson blocked the block and Yan Song pulled the bar for a layup, but it was a pity that he hit the iron.

"This is too difficult, why aren't you so awesome, aunt?"

"I usually pick and roll for you."

After saying that, Yan Song coughed in embarrassment, looking at Ewing and Oakley who were showing off their muscles, Yan Song trembled.

"Two big brothers, forget it, let's go straight to the special training."

Seeing Yan Song admitting defeat for the first time, the four of them burst into laughter.

It's time to see Yan Song being beaten up.

Van Gundy went straight to the point and said.

"We want to train you as a small forward."

"Why, isn't it good for me to play guard?"

"Good, good, your physical fitness is so strong, if you don't change it, won't you be blind for nothing?"

"I want you to be an all-around player who can attack, defend, grab offensive rebounds and defend rebounds."

Speaking of this, Yan Song also understood.

This is to super-evolve yourself and upgrade yourself into an all-around tough guy.

"No wonder they are looking for gorillas to train themselves."

Just thinking about it, Van Gundy passed the ball to Yan Song.

"Using your back to turn and lean back to score, this trick can be mastered, and you can play all over the world."

Yan Song did as he did, turning his back and dribbling the ball with his left hand.

Facing Oakley's defense, advance to the inside.

halfway.

Yan Song remembered the first time he and Jordan played against each other.

Immediately afterwards, Yan Song joined the ball.

Oakley immediately clung to him, Yan Song shook his shoulders to mobilize Oakley.

Oakley was not recruited, and it seems that he has dealt with such players a lot.

"Yan, you shouldn't have joined the ball just now, you should take a step and then shoot."

Van Gundy pointed out Yan Song's wrong action.

Yan Song tried again.

Yan Song held the ball in his left hand and pushed it forward.

After colliding with Oakley, Yan Song based on memory.

Mimicking Jordan's action, he took a step with his right foot, turned around and fell back for a jumper.

The shot was made, and Yan Song's action was right this time.

Yes, it can be seen that it is very unfamiliar, and the ball was almost touched by Oakley.

"Yan, the confrontation in the finals will be several times stronger. You must adapt to the intensity of the finals in advance, or you will suffer a lot."

Yan Song nodded, and then he will face Ewing, the real king of the Knicks!
"Come on, it's been a few months since the last fight."

Ewing was very excited, Yan Song had a bitter face.

Dude are you taking this opportunity to torture me during training?
Yan Song turned his back and dealt with Ewing again as he did with Oakley.

Step, turn, fade away.

Yan Song shot confidently, and Ewing's five fingers touched the basketball, covering Yan Song.

"I see that this trick has been used by Jordan for several years, and there are no new tricks?"

Yan Song conceded, nodded and watched as Van Gundy handed some mats to Oakley and Johnson.

Call Yan Song for a layup and resist their putts.

Naturally, no one can stop Yan Song. He was blocked very rarely in the game.

I saw Yan Song aggressively attacking the basket.

Raising his arm high, Oak hit Yan Song with the cushion.

Yan Song fell to the ground directly, and the basketball fell to the ground.

"Oakley, don't use so much force, it's a foul, and no one will use such force in the current finals."

Oakley said oh, Yan Song shook his head and cheered up.

"Come again!"

...

Afterwards, the sound of falling to the ground and basketball hitting the ground was heard one after another in the arena.

Yan Song was so thrown that he doubted his life. It was impossible for him to be able to withstand even a little bit of external force. He was the man who resisted the enemy and completed a dunk.

Why did he pull the span so much today? Van Gundy also made trouble.

Yan Song is indeed different from the one on the field. The current him and the one on the field are completely two people.

"What caused his decline?"

Van Gundy rubbed his chin, and Ewing walked up to Van Gundy's ear and whispered.

"Coach, he may not be in the mood."

"Oh?"

Ewing continued.

"Yan Song on the field fought for victory, very crazy, but there was no way to force out the real Yan Song during training, and his state was not as good as when he was on the field."

Van Gundy agreed with Ewing's words. It seems that training Yan Song is a different training method.

"Let's teach him some offensive skills around the basket first, he hasn't learned much of these."

After Van Gundy explained, he took out a few books he wrote from his backpack and put them in Yan Song's backpack.

　In the second update, Yan Song is training, and Van Gundy wants to make him an all-around player, and the playoffs are getting closer and closer.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)