I'm a ball devil

Chapter 2
Ye Hao found a basketball court and started to warm up.

After you are done, practice with familiarity with the feel of the ball, and start from the most basic to lay the ground stakes firmly.

Circling the ball, waist circling, head circling, knee circling the ball, and practice circling the ball clockwise and counterclockwise repeatedly.

Dribble vigorously, dribble high and vigorously, dribble low with fingers, dribble around legs with low dribble, draw "8" with low dribble...

dong dong dong...

The basketball hit the floor, and the sweat also fell on the floor. As time passed, his speed gradually slowed down.

This kind of ball training is monotonous, boring and tiring.

But he gritted his teeth and persisted. If he couldn't continue at the beginning, would he still want to be a ball demon?Still want to enter the NBA?Thinking about farting.

"Brother, you've been dribbling there for a long time, do you want to come over and add one? We're three-on-three, and we just need one person." A guy with long hair came over and asked in the next field.

Ye Hao shook his head, continued to circle the word "8", and then controlled the ball forward and backward with one hand, and controlled the ball inside and outside with one hand...

The man snorted softly, turned around and walked back, and at the same time muttered in a low voice, "Tch, is there a ghost to just practice like this? The guy who doesn't even dare to go to the court!"

"Hahaha, Zhenyu, come on, maybe he's just a rookie who just learned how to play basketball. Since he doesn't play, let's go heads-up!"

Long-haired Zhenyu quickly waved his hands, "No, no, Brother Bin, I don't want to fight you one-on-one, isn't that looking for abuse? I just thought that guy was a little tall, so I thought he had two hits, so I wanted to call him over Let's play together, who knows that he is a coward, dare not even play, it's really boring."

"Hahaha, that's right..." A few people beside him echoed.

Ye Hao raised his eyes and glanced over, then lowered his head and continued to practice hard, and kept giving himself hints in his heart to deepen his belief.

I am now a ball demon with no emotion!

All I have to do is practice, I only have basketball in my eyes!

time passed slowly,

"Ding, the host's training time reaches 1 hour, and the madness value +1."

time passed slowly,

"Ding, the host's training time reaches 2 hour, and the madness value +1."

In the end, he completed 3 hours of training, consumed the exchanged 3 hours of madness time, and got 3 points of madness.

He was sweating, lying on the court panting with his heaving chest.

He thought in his mind that training for an hour can only get 1 point of madness, and 1 point of madness can only get 0.5 hours of madness, which means that his current 3 points of madness can only be exchanged for 1.5 hours of madness.

If he doesn't continue training outside the madness time and get more madness points, sooner or later the madness time he can exchange will return to zero.

If he wants to maintain the same crazy time that can be exchanged for 3 hours a day, he has to train for another 3 hours...

Sure enough, no one can succeed casually, even a systematic person.

Well, let's keep doing it, if you don't go crazy, you can't survive.

……

……

By the time he finally finished the six-hour workout, he had lost the sense that his body was his own.

The sudden increase in training intensity is really tiring.

In the 17 years of his life before, he had never practiced like this.

He sat under the basketball hoop and rested enough, then got up and picked up the basketball, and walked home slowly step by step.

When I wake up tomorrow, I will definitely have a sore back and a sore butt, right?

When he got home, he first looked to see if there were any stickers and messages on the shoe cabinet by the door, and found that there were indeed.

"Xiaohao, I have two surgeries tonight, you and Bei'er will have dinner together tonight."

"Also, your pocket money for next week is in the box, take it yourself."

"—Ye Wenbo"

"2006.1.22, 14:03"

The top one was left by his father Ye Wenbo. The handwriting was strong and powerful, and it was also scribbled. As expected of someone who often prescribes medicines, it's hard to understand if you don't read carefully.

Judging by the time, it should be left behind by his father who came back at noon after he went out to practice.

There is another one below, which is the graceful running script of his mother Liu Bei.

"Xiao Hao, you can have dinner by yourself tonight. My colleagues in the department are busy and need me to help with the shift."

"Before I went out, I found that I forgot to withdraw money from the bank, and took a taxi from your change."

"You can save some for next week."

"—Liu Bei"

"2006.1.22, 18:22"

Ye Hao looked at these two message posts and couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, it's really kind and a little strange.

When WeChat rises in the future, this method of leaving messages with family stickers will be replaced by family WeChat groups.

I really miss it.

It's just that I thought that it's been a long time since I traveled back, and I haven't even seen my parents.

He smiled and picked up a sticker, recalled how he felt when he left a message on the message post, and wrote:

"Lao Ye, Bei'er took away 100 yuan of change, remember to make it up to me later."

"By the way, I want to buy a better pair of basketball shoes. Lao Ye and Bei'er, why don't you all sponsor some, the money is not enough."

"I want to officially announce one thing. Starting today, I will go all out to pursue my basketball dream."

"Hope to get your support!"

"—Ye Hao"

"2006.1.22, 18:57"

He put the sticker on the bottom, and then went to get his own food and take care of himself. As a child of a medical staff, he has long been used to this kind of independent life.

After eating, I went to the system to watch his training video today. The system not only pointed out to him on the spot what he did not do well, but also recorded it. He can watch it again and again to deepen his understanding.

After watching the video, another hour passed without realizing it.
"Ding, the host watches the video and learns to improve for 1 hour, and the madness value +1."

He stared, it turns out that this can also increase the madness value.

He stretched out his hand and stroked his chin, thinking, does that mean that as long as you spend time improving your basketball ability, you can get crazy points?
Go back and verify it.

Before he went to bed, he had gained a total of 9 madness points. He originally wanted to exchange all of them for madness time, but he thought that tomorrow would be Monday, and he would go back to school. There was no such a complete training time for class.

So he will not exchange it first, and then exchange it when he needs to use it tomorrow.

From a person who has come out to work and received severe beatings from social life for several years, he returned to his high school days and received severe beatings from the school.

This experience seems to be...

quite a bit...

Interesting.

If I remember correctly, I should be in the third year of high school in City No. [-] Middle School.

Senior three (3) class?

I hope I don't go to the wrong classroom tomorrow.

Otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing.

Ye Hao thought to himself, but he soon fell asleep.

After a day of high-intensity training, I am really tired...

(The new book sets sail, please collect it, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for all kinds, tender seedlings for all kinds of care, thank you all... The new book is still young, and book lovers who don’t think it’s updated enough can go and read the author Jun’s "Clothed in God" Playing in the Jersey" and "I Lost LeBron James" are two completed basketball novels.)
(End of this chapter)