The King of NBA2K Trash Talk

Chapter 83
The assistant coach passed the ball, Tang Yu caught the ball and shot it.

The assistant coach passed the ball again, and Tang Yu caught and shot again.

The assistant coach passed the ball again, and Tang Yu caught and shot again.

Training is so boring, catch the ball again and again, and throw the ball again and again.

The training plan formulated by the coaching staff for Tang Yu today is the fixed-point jumper training after catching the ball.It is divided into two parts: three-point shooting training and mid-range shooting training.

In fact, Tang Yu refuses the three-point shooting training in his heart; he knows how much his three-pointer is, and he dare not shoot it on the court even after training many times. With a three-point score of 35, God dared not let him in.

The fixed-point catch three-point training plan formulated by the coaching staff for Tang Yu is simple and rude, which is very similar to the model of the All-Star Game three-point contest.Keep changing points outside the three-point line, keep catching the ball and shooting.

The teaching assistant reported the number: "98, 99, 100, good!"

Tang Yu rested his hands: "Brother, how many shots did I just make?"

Teaching assistant: "100 out of 14, not bad."

You are so kind!

Tang Yu: "Is 100 out of 14 considered good?"

Teaching assistant: "Better than 100 out of 9 last time."

Tang Yu: "I feel much more comfortable when you say that."

Teaching Assistant: "Another 100?"

Tang Yu: "The last 100." He really doesn't want to practice three-pointers anymore.

Teaching assistant: "OK."

"The first one didn't."

"The first one didn't."

"No third one yet."

"98."

"99."

"100."

Tang Yu: "How many entered this time?"

Teaching assistant: "There is progress, 100 out of 15."

Tang Yu: "I see, 6 more than the first time, 1 more than the second time."

The teaching assistant looked up and thought for a while, as if he was right: "You Chinese are really good at math!" American math is all done by computers, which is terrible.

Tang Yu: "I'll go. Does this have anything to do with mathematics?"

Iverson has been watching for a long time, and he suggested to Tang Yu: "Boss, your shot should be higher, the take-off height should not be so high, and the arms should not be so tight, you can relax a little."

Tang Yu: "Why don't you show me, I just take a break."

Iverson: "Okay."

TA: "Start, 1, 2, 3"

"98."

"99."

"100."

Iverson scored too many, too many for Tang Yu to count.

Tang Yu: "How many did he enter?"

Teaching assistant: "Not bad, 100 out of 89."

Tang Yu couldn't believe his ears: "It's okay??? He's already against the sky, okay?"

Assistant coach: "As a shooter, 100 out of 89 without interference is what it should be."

艾弗森：“100中89也就一般吧。我听说库里训练时能100中93、94、97什么来着。”

Don't be too angry when you say this!
100 out of 97?Tang Yu felt that the glass heart was broken: "Don't compare with him, he is a pervert."

Iverson: "Boss, can you practice for another round according to the method I told you?"

Don't you know that I just told him about the final round?
Unable to lose that face, Tang Yu insisted on taking over the job: "Well, I'll give you some face, and I'll do another round."

……

助教：“1、2、3、4、595、96、97、98、99、100。”

Tang Yu was very excited: "How many hits this time? I feel that it is really effective to shoot three-pointers according to the method Allen said, and it is much more than the previous few times."

The teaching assistant thought for a long time, and replied: "I have improved a lot. This time, I have improved more than before, 100 out of 22. I have improved 7 points at one time. Am I right?"

You have to count half a day on this?Tang Yu was embarrassed to hit his self-confidence: "You are right, the math is great."

Iverson was stunned. He observed Tang Yu's shooting just now, which was much better than before. The whole shooting movement was smooth and standard, and there were not many problems.But why can he only enter so few?And he was not very lucky, but all the balls that bounced a few times on the rim all went out, and none of them went in. How unlucky must this be?
Tang Yu: "How is it? Allen?"

Iverson: "You shouldn't only enter a few, your luck is a bit bad."

Coach Brown, who came out of nowhere, suddenly said, "It's not luck, he's sick."

Tang Yu was surprised: "What's wrong with me? Why don't I even know myself?"

Coach Brown: "You have stadia."

Tang Yu smiled: "Coach, don't scare me, how can you have the kind of disease you mentioned?"

This is a serious question!Coach Brown: "Believe it or not. Stadia is a disorder of the nervous system's perception of distance. This disease is very rare, with an incidence rate of about 500 in [-] million."

Can I catch a disease with a probability of 500 in [-] million?So am I lucky or unlucky?

Tang Yu: "How do you say it? Can you explain it?"

Coach Brown: "To put it simply, it is the cognitive dissonance of distance, and you can only control the distance within a certain length; it will not work if it is farther, and it may not work if it is closer."

Tang Yu: "Coach, how do you conclude that I must have this disease?"

Coach Brown: "You never shoot three-pointers in the game, and you are never accurate in training three-pointers; once you enter the three-point line, your scoring rate immediately increases, and you often score two points. Isn't that the problem? The limit of your visual perception is inside the three-point line."

This old man is complete majestic nonsense!

In order not to hurt your self-esteem, I will accompany you to perform for a while.Tang Yu asked "carefully": "Then do I still have treatment?"

Coach Brown: "It's hopeless."

Tang Yu: "It turns out that today is the darkest day in my life..."

Coach Brown: "It's not a big deal if you can't make three-pointers. O'Neal has only made one three-pointer in his entire career. He is also a superstar."

Tang Yu's face looked better: "Thank you for comforting me."

Coach Brown: "If you don't have a three-pointer, practice two-pointers to further improve your two-point shooting percentage. It is better to make two points than not to be able to make three-pointers."

"Well, who told me to be a future superstar, I have to work harder than others."

"Actually, I didn't count on your three points." Coach Brown shook his head and drifted away.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Tang Yu: "Old man, you hurt my heart too much."

……

It's boring to practice alone, you have to find someone to practice with.It just so happened that Iverson was by his side.

Tang Yu: "Allen, let's practice together."

Iverson: "Forget it, I'm going to do strength training."

Tang Yu changed his mind and flickered: "Why don't we come to the CIC competition?"

As soon as I heard the word "competition", Iverson became interested: "How do you compare?"

Tang Yu: "The two of us throw the ball at the same time to see who can score and who can't. And we can also use our own ball to fly other people's balls and prevent others from scoring."

Can you also use your own ball to knock other people's balls into the air?Fun, fun!
Iverson: "I want to play, how can I win?"

Tang Yu: "100 balls, whoever scores more wins. But within 1 second after the whistle blew, the ball must be thrown!"

Iverson: "$1 a game?"

Tang Yu: "Oh, it seems that you will definitely win?"

Iverson: "No way, my salary is low. And I have to buy a house..."

Tang Yu: "For the sake of Jimmy and Limy, I bet."

……

Try it first.

Iverson shoots the ball with quick shots and standard posture.There is no way, he is short, he must move quickly, otherwise he will be blocked.

Tang Yu shoots with a good rhythm and unrestrained posture.There is no way, he is a wave, the movement of the shot must be floating, otherwise it will be hit with iron.

The assistant blows the whistle and the first ball of the game is played.

Mid-range shooting, and no one interferes, it's so simple.Iverson made a quick shot and a ball flew out.

Seeing that he was about to score, Tang Yu's ball arrived and knocked Iverson's ball away.However, Tang Yu's ball was too powerful and failed to score.

Iverson looked at Tang Yu, this guy is really bad.

The first game, 0:0.

The assistant coach blows the whistle a second time.

Iverson deliberately didn't vote, and waited for the eldest brother surnamed Tang to vote first.Tang Yu smiled, rushed to vote for one, and respected the advanced.

There is only 1 second to shoot, so you can't delay too long.Iverson seized the time to cast, but unfortunately missed.

The score after the second game: 1:0, Tang Yu took the lead temporarily.

Tang Yu proudly compared a pair of scissors: "YES!"

Iverson: "Get ready for $1."

Crazy enough!

The third round begins.

The two jumped almost at the same time, and Iverson paused in the air for a while before making a shot.

Tang Yu's ball and Iverson's ball arrived almost in tandem.After Iverson's ball was overpowering, Tang Yu's ball was knocked out with a puff, and then it fell into the frame by itself.The intensity is very well controlled.

1: 1.

Iverson: "Perfect, it's so natural."

Tang Yu: "You wait."

……

100 pitches completed.

The two looked at the score, 44:45, Tang Yu lost by one point.

Iverson: "Boss, when will you give me 1 yuan?"

Tang Yu cried: "Is there any justice!" Isn't this a cocoon?
There was already a large circle of people around the two of them, and there was only one thing in everyone's mind: This game is so fucking fun!
McConnell: "I'm coming."

Henderson: "Count me in."

Covington: "I'm coming too."

Saric: "And me."

Even Adams wanted to come: "I want to participate!"

Silently counted, tens of thousands of dollars!Tang Yu's calculations are very precise: "Great, let's come to the round robin! Single-round elimination system, the person who wins the championship in the end can win everyone's money!"

Iverson smiled and said nothing, you are all here to give money.

(End of this chapter)