All-round mathematician

Chapter 41 Some small things about the team (recommended for collection)
Wuzhou High School, the gymnasium is quite luxurious.Every year, the school holds a large-scale holiday party here.In order to strengthen the relationship between home and school, parents are often invited to participate in various activities.

The gymnasium is thousands of square meters, surrounded by [-] seats.The Affiliated High School Gymnasium is definitely the first choice for nearby large-scale events.

Yang Fan entered the gymnasium on time, and it was already bustling there.With a glance, more than a dozen basketball players wearing numbers are doing warm-up exercises such as shooting.

On a row of seats on the basketball court, Xue Qinghe saw someone coming, his eyes lit up, and he waved from a distance.Immediately afterwards, he clapped his hands loudly and shouted: "Assemble, come here."

Xue Qinghe called Yang Fan to his side, the athletes lined up, and those who knew Yang Fan smiled kindly.

"This is student Yang Fan. I mentioned it to you two days ago. Let's meet."

"Hello." The athletes yelled in unison, with great momentum.

Yang Fan stood in front of them, from left to right, the first one with a height of 185, and the last one with a height of 174. Yuan Wenbo was also in the crowd.

"Hello, I'm Yang Fan." Being watched by these eager eyes, Yang Fan was very calm.

"This student Yang, I asked him to join the basketball team. He is not a player, but is here to guide everyone in tactics. I hope you can cooperate with him in his work." Xue Qinghe took a step back and made room for him.

"Don't listen to Mr. Xue. We are all about the same age, and we are just learning from each other. In this way, I think there are a lot of people. Why don't you play the whole game for 20 minutes first, let me get familiar with it, and warm up by the way." Yang Fan said.

"I heard it all, so, the third group, the first group, and the second group, let's prepare first."

Xue Qinghe's prestige is not low, and the players are automatically assigned to prepare on both sides of the court.

The two sat down in the rest seats beside them, and said: "Although I am retired from the national team, I am not on the basketball team. I practice gymnastics. For other sports, I only know the rules and exercise my physical strength."

The attached middle school is the key point of the province, everything is based on the score, and sports is just a front.Xue Qinghe had a resentment for being underappreciated: "There are only four physical education teachers in the school and me, and there is a female teacher among them. There are so many things to do, so I don't care about coming here, so I very much welcome someone to take over."

It turns out that there is still this doorway, no wonder people are so enthusiastic and want to throw the pot away. "What about the other physical education teachers?"

"They are physical education teachers, and others rarely participate. There is one more thing to tell you clearly. There are only 7 or 8 people here who are really good at playing basketball. Some of them are also part-time football players. There are more than 30 projects of various kinds, half of which are here, and we can see everyone’s enthusiasm.”

There were 16 people at the scene, half of them were interested in playing soy sauce, and they were all mixed in the school sports circle anyway, and it was normal to play several sports.

"Do other high schools do it this way?"

"Most of the province's key points are like this, for the sake of fame and trophies. You also know that parents don't pay attention to sports. It's not easy for these players in front of you." Xue Qinghe sighed, the school entrusted the sports awards to him, purely Cross the river by feeling the stones.

"It's ok. There is a professional basketball team in high school. It's great. I'll try my best to help them get some grades so that they can go a long way."

Yang Fan communicated with the coach on this side, and the two groups of athletes on the other side were also talking.

"Do you all know this classmate Yang Fan? What kind of technology is it?"

The most familiar one is of course the newly joined Yuan Wenbo, and everyone looks at him.

"I used to be similar to me. After a summer vacation in the third year of high school, various changes made me unable to keep up. Someone saw it that day, a three-pointer, 100% hits without dead ends, such a thing, I have never heard of such a thing in the MBA. Who knows This technology."

Yuan Wenbo was tightening his shoelaces on the floor. He was also a starter. There was a shortage of senior high school professional players. In addition, he was three and a half, and he had to call a soy sauce.Technology and personnel, on the contrary, are the strongest in the second grade of high school.He didn't understand the situation until after he joined, it was really dumbfounding.

"Then there's definitely nothing to say about technology, what about tactics?"

"Ask Xie Hailin about tactics, he knows it well."

Xie Hailin is warming up. He is the captain of the sophomore year. The senior year seniors are already desperate for this bowl of rice. They can't see the way forward and are trying to find a way to transform.

As a sophomore in high school, he still has ambitions and wants to embark on a career path.Thinking of the confrontation with class three and three that day, those people changed back and forth, he was determined, and said: "Everyone, hold on for a while, the league is waiting for us."

"We have been insisting, is there hope?"

"My brother is on the college basketball team. I have also seen their training. His coach is actually similar to our coach Xue. I always thought that was the same for non-professionals. Now I finally see a glimmer of hope. Get out of your spirits."

Xie Hailin patted the shoulders of each teammate to encourage them. In terms of skills and abilities, he is the benchmark for the team members and a guide.This time, he was full of confidence, which also greatly increased the confidence of the players.

"Hailin, brothers, trust you once, don't call out when you cry later." Senior high school captain He Feng, height 186, midfielder.

"It's on the court, it's on the court, come up with the means."

"Everyone has to work hard, and if you go up, you will win."

"Teacher Xue is resting. I'll be the referee. Give me the chance to throw the ball." Yang Fan picked up a whistle and hung it around his neck, grabbed a basketball, and walked to the center. Throw it high.

The captain, He Feng, jumped high and powerfully, followed the basketball with his eyes. When the ball landed, he made a groove with his right hand, followed with his left hand, and hugged it firmly.

coax.As he stood still, there was a roar from the stadium floor. He stabilized his center of gravity. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his team members running, and the basketball was sent lightly.

He Feng is 186 centimeters tall, weighs 87 kilograms, has an arm length of 193 centimeters, and is flexible in hands and feet.

Yuan Wenbo received the ball and stepped in first. When he looked left and right, no one followed him. It was a good opportunity.Captain He passed the ball very well, it was almost delivered to his hands.

He stepped forward quickly, and just entered the penalty area, two people blocked him, stopped his footsteps, and took off. The opponent was like two gates guarding against him.He pretended to shoot, and the angle was deflected, and the ball was caught by the player at high altitude.

Yuan Wenbo, with a height of 175 cm, a weight of 65 kg, and an arm length of 179 cm, has average skills and physical strength. He is easily excited and has great enthusiasm for basketball.

……

Yang Fan is the referee, running all over the field and turning on the data calculation, the loopholes of the players are clear at a glance.

"Brothers, don't worry."

"Defend carefully, we have the advantage."

A 10-minute game without a break, the final score was 28 to 21, the sophomore won.

"Everyone rest for a while, wait for me."

The confrontation was quite intense, and in just a short while, the team members were sweating profusely.As soon as the words came out, he immediately sat down on the floor.

"What do you think Yang Fan?" Xie Hailin asked with his hands on his knees, panting.

"Yang Fan, come up with some skills. I'm exhausted, and I'm completely treated like a monkey by you." Yuan Wenbo lay on the ground with his legs up.Compared with this group of people, he didn't exercise enough.

"I'll tidy up first."

Yang Fan returned to the rest seat, asked Xue Qinghe for a notebook, and bowed his head to write and draw.Half an hour later, he said, "That Mr. Xue, I have some ideas, it's you..."

Xue Qinghe looked at the densely packed numbers in the notebook and became confused. This must be a profession.He waved his hand and said: "It's up to you, you can do whatever you want. The school and these people disagree, so help you settle it."

Xue Qinghe generously delegated power, he has long seen that he has delayed those players, there was no comparison before, but now there is a better one, why don't you seize the opportunity.

"Mr. Xue, I have written everything down in my notebook. It is useful for you to practice according to this." After observing a match, Yang Fan picked out the advantages and disadvantages of the professionals. There were only eight people in total, other personnel and substitutes. All barely.

"I'll take another look." Xue Qinghe couldn't let it go after seeing this, and lingered back and forth between the book and Yang Fan's face, feeling more and more that he had found a true Buddha.

Each player has information, on the first page, center He Feng, height and weight... Advantages: strong explosive power, high jumping... Disadvantages: fast physical output, lack of stamina, low dribbling skills..."

On the eighth page, substitute Yuan Wenbo, can play as a guard... Pros: Tough personality, full of hard work... Cons: Born in wild balls, poor coordination, average skills.

Seeing this, Xue Qinghe laughed. He was as calm as a machine. He said that his buddy was useless. When that student Yuan Wenbo saw it, he didn't know how he felt.

Turning to the last page, staring.
"Ninth, substitute Yang Fan, part-time coach. Can play shooting guard... Pros: Wide vision, excellent on-the-spot command, stable shooting and scoring... Cons: Medium physical strength, poor skills, available for desperate fights."

Xue Qinghe's eyes widened, and he said, "You put yourself in it, isn't it too demeaning of yourself?"

"I know that I am two pounds, and my strengths and weaknesses are obvious. Mr. Xue, I wrote it as a coach, and there can be no chance factors." Yang Fan smiled slightly. It is much easier to be a soy sauce as a player, or to be a good coach.

"Okay, you have the final say." Closing the notebook, he shouted, "Assemble."

The team is neat, and everyone focuses their attention on the small book.

"Today, I am very happy. I want to tell you that if you have the opportunity to achieve good results this year, CHBL may not have the opportunity. Please thank the coach Yang Fanyang who is beside you."

CHBL, the high school basketball league, only 16 high schools in the country are eligible for the league.On average, two provincial-level administrative regions compete for one quota, and the cruelty of it is chilling to think about.

Wuzhou is a prefecture-level city, and it does not pay enough attention to high school physical education. For more than ten years, no team has been able to qualify.

More than a dozen pairs of eyes became wild. This is an unprecedented glory. To win the first place in Wuzhou is already the biggest dream.

"The team needs to be re-integrated. Those who are on the roster need to speed up their training. They are not on the roster. If you are interested in continuing this path, you can also discuss it with us. Now, everyone, let's see what deficiencies Yang Fan pointed out to you. Also, Usually I don’t care, but in the future, on the court, I have to call him a coach, not a classmate, not Yang Fan, but a coach, understand?” Xue Qinghe yelled loudly, he had benefited, and he had to be grateful.

"Yes, coach."

"I didn't hear who you were calling, didn't you understand what I just said?"

"Thank you Coach Yang."

"Please ask Coach Yang to speak. Applause."

Clap clap, applause loudly.

Yang Fan was about to be courteous when the phone rang. When he saw Qi Yueshu, he immediately waved his hands and walked away, shouting: "You guys are practicing, I have something to do, see you another day."

A group of players vomited blood depressedly, this coach is too much, it's purely for fun.

"Don't worry about him. He is a part-time coach and a math genius. The principal wants to please him. In this way, make a few more copies of this book immediately, and make sure everyone has a copy. According to the content, you can adjust it yourself."

(End of this chapter)