Please call me Ding Shenxian in the NBA

Chapter 93 090. A True Genius (Part [-])
"When was the last time there was a player as strong as Ding Yan Yuhang in the Ivy League?"

Stephen A. Smith replied, "I remember Bill Bradley who entered the NBA in 1965. He came from Princeton University. He averaged 25 points, 4 rebounds, 5 assists and 2 steals per game in college. He has 2 NBA championship rings and was elected to the Hall of Fame in 2006."

"Then there is no Xiao Dingqiang, right?"

Hearing this, A. Smith lowered his head and smiled, "Then don't add the Ivy League setting, because throughout the history of the NCAA, there are few people who can beat Xiaoding."

"Then how many players do you think this Harvard Crimson team can enter the NBA?"

A Smith immediately replied, "Needless to say Ding Yan Yuhang, Kawhi Leonard is also fine. In fact, what I am most curious about is whether the Chinese player Jeremy Lin can enter the NBA."

"Is there any controversy?"

"Ding proved the strength of Asian guards, which will make Lin enter the NBA much less resistance, but I still don't think he can enter the NBA through the draft."

"What's the reason?"

"Lin's advantages are sharp breakthroughs, good speed, and good physical fitness. His shortcomings are also obvious. 34.5% of three-pointers are not good enough. Whether he can develop shooting ability and whether his body can adapt to NBA confrontation are unknown."

A Smith continued, "Jeremy Lin will definitely enter the NBA. He should first play in the Development League or overseas leagues."

Hearing A Smith's comments, Shu Hao's expression was very calm, he was used to being looked down upon by others.

Jesse Fan turned off the TV, "Lin, you have also heard the reporter's criticism of you, do you know what to do?"

Shuhao nodded, "I must increase my three-point shooting percentage to over 4%!"

"You can ask Xiao Ding about the training, that kid knows better than me."

Jesse Fan scratched his head, the body coach actually lost to a 16-year-old Xiao Ding in terms of training experience, he was also helpless.

That night, Shuhao asked Xiaoding to come out to practice.

"Ding, I want to improve my three-point ability."

Xiaoding seemed to have known that Shuhao would say this, so he asked Brother Kazi to help push a basket of basketballs from the equipment room.

"What is your goal?"

Hearing Xiaoding's words, Shuhao clenched his fists and replied, "The crosshair exceeds 4%. I want to make projection my strength instead of my weakness."

"Then practice!"

Xiao Ding threw a basketball to Shu Hao, then pointed to the basket and said, "First, let's see if you make 10 shots at each point."

Only put in 10 per point?
Shuhao thought that Xiao Ding, a training madman, would talk about a set of devil training methods, which sounds easy at first glance.

Shua, Shuhao hit a three-pointer from the bottom corner of the right wing.

However, Xiao Ding pushed the ball back into Shu Hao's hand, "Re-throwing, it doesn't count!"

Shuhao was stunned, "Then what counts?"

As soon as his words fell, Xiao Ding came to a 45-degree angle and received a pass from Brother Kazi, and the basketball flew into the basket with precision.

Shuhao realized, "Only hollow balls count?"

"Yes, as long as you touch the basket, it doesn't count. After practicing all 5 points, rest for 10 minutes and then practice again from the opposite direction. Tonight's shooting training is over."

"After that?"

"In addition to regular training, you have to practice one more time every morning and evening, and add one set every ten days. If your sight is up, you only need to shoot 100 shots for two sets. It's easy, right?"

Fuck, this kind of intensity is called easy?Are you a devil?

Looking at Xiaoding and Shuhao from a distance, Brother Kazi also shot a three-pointer, but let alone hollow, the basketball didn't even touch the edge of the rim, which was a bit outrageous.

Pfft, Shuhao smiled unkindly.

Xiao Ding passed the basketball to Shu Hao, "You still have time to laugh at others, it's already 11 o'clock, think about how many times you have to shoot 100 balls?"

……

Shuhao hurriedly went into training, when the basketball hit the edge of the basket and bounced out.

Gan!
His mentality collapsed, and Shuhao continued to cast even irons, feeling that this training was not over for a long time.

For Shu Hao, the extra practice he applied for had to be finished while crying!

As for Brother Kazi, he asked faintly, "Should I also practice three-pointers like him?"

Xiao Ding shook his head, "The two of you play differently. If you want to practice three-pointers, you can do it. After all, three-pointers have become the development trend of the NBA."

Brother Kazi squeezed the basketball hard, glanced at the basket, turned his head and walked away, "Forget it, I still think about how to defend."

Seeing Brother Kazi's back, Xiaoding let him go.

Because although Brother Kazi is not good at talking, he can firmly implement the mission entrusted to him by the coach. This is the potential of an excellent player.

A right-wing corner took 34 shots to complete 10 hollow shots.

Then, Shuhao slowly cast his feelings.

到了45度角就减到了20次出手，弧顶22球，左翼45度角28球，左翼底角更是只用17球完成。

Taking 121 shots and scoring 50 hollow balls, Shu Hao thought he was not too lazy, looked at Xiao Ding, "Ding, how many shots do you need to do this training?"

Xiao Ding didn't answer directly, "You pass the ball to me!"

Shuhao let out a cry and started passing the ball to Xiaoding.

Swish, swish, swish...

Shuhao was stunned.

Because Xiaoding's first 5 balls in the bottom corner of the right wing were all hollowed into the frame, a total of 14 balls were shot at the first point, 10 were hollowed, 2 hit the edge of the basket, and 2 came out of the frame.

Good guy, no wonder Xiaoding feels stable every time I watch Xiaoding's projection.

"keep going."

Xiao Ding has reached a 45-degree angle on the right wing, and Shu Hao continues to pass the ball to him, swish, swish...

For the second point, Xiaoding used 13 balls to complete without hitting the iron.

At the top of the arc, Xiao Ding shot 12 balls and hit an iron.

At a 45-degree angle from the left wing, he made all 14 shots, but 4 balls touched the edge of the basket.

In the final left corner, Xiao Ding threw 9 hollow balls in a row, so that in the last shot, he deliberately raised the arc, and with a shake of his little hand, the ball was actually a hollow ball!
Shuhao knelt down directly to Xiaoding's touch.

"You are the most accurate player I have ever seen!"

Xiao Ding smiled and shook his head, "That's because you haven't seen too much. People who are more accurate than me have already entered the NBA. If you see him practice three-pointers, you will call him a pervert!"

Shuhao was taken aback, "Who are you talking about?"

"Steph Curry!"

"The No. 7 show this year?"

Shuhao's impression of Curry only stays in the two titles of dark horse leader and baby-faced killer.

Curry is quite accurate, but he doesn't think Curry can be better than Xiaoding.

After all, he is the No. 7 pick, and Xiao Ding is the quasi-top pick.

"It's 10 minutes, let's vote for the second group!"

"Ugh……"

Before Xiaoding stopped shooting, he felt that he used 121 shots to make 50 hollow balls in the past, but now he is hit hard.

But he couldn't become stronger by sighing, so Shuhao started the second set of training.

With the experience of the first group, he shot a lot better, 'only' completing the second 92-pitch in 50 overs.

After throwing the last ball, Jeremy lay directly on the floor.

It's not that he's tired after shooting 200 pitches, he's tired of heart.

"Ding, how many years have you been training like this?" "2 years."

"Every day?" "No, 5 times a week."

"..."

Shuhao turned over, looked at Xiao Ding and smiled wryly, "Ding, you are indeed a real genius!"

"?"

Shuhao moved his arms, "Ding, I want to practice another set, please!"

"it is good."

Ding started to pass the ball to Shuhao again.

The two stayed in the arena until the early hours of the morning before leaving. When they returned to the locker room to shower, they found that Brother Kazi had been soaking in the weight room.

The three looked at each other and smiled.

Their life paths are very different, but at this stage, their goal is the same, that is to win the NCAA's highest honor with a complete victory, and break into the NBA hand in hand!

(End of this chapter)