I am a layman in basketball

"Don't make trouble!" Yu Jingyao pushed Zhao Xue's shoulder and pushed her body upright.

"What? Don't you want to?" Zhao Xue asked provocatively.

In no mood?How could you not want to?But... this is not appropriate!

Yu Jingyao cleared the messy thoughts in his head and said, "Anyway, you can't sell yourself!"

Zhao Xue said aggrievedly: "The tone is so strong, I can't earn money, if you don't sell yourself, you support me!"

"I don't earn money, how can I support you?"

"Then I'll earn money, and I'll support you!" Zhao Xue said domineeringly.

"Don't make trouble, why do you support me?"

But Zhao Xue didn't care: "What's the matter, it's better to fulfill the baby kiss. If you marry me, I can earn money to support you in a legitimate way."

No matter whether Zhao Xue said it was a joke or not, Yu Jingyao hesitated. After all, he is still the first brother, and Zhao Xue had an abortion for someone else, so it is impossible for him to have no grudges in his heart.

Seeing that Yu Jingyao didn't speak, Zhao Xue's heart tightened, but she quickly smoothed things over and said, "I'm just kidding you, look at how scared you are."

It's just that there is still a trace of loss on his face that he can't hide.

Yu Jingyao took a deep breath and said, "Why did you say something like a bang today, and you have a fever and are confused?"

Zhao Xue smiled and tapped Jingyao's shoulder lightly with her powder fist, and said, "You're the one who's burnt out! If you're willing to listen, there's still a big bang!"

"What else?"

Zhao Xue showed a smile, looked at Yu Jingyao seriously, and said, "You saved me and took the time to enlighten me. Let me go through this, and I don't plan to marry anymore. Why don't I be your lover in the future."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Yu Jingyao was so frightened that he couldn't swallow his saliva, and coughed dryly: "Cough cough... I think too far, I think too far, cough cough... I'll talk about this later."

As long as he didn't refuse!

Zhao Xue comforted herself in her heart.

Yu Jingyao felt that Zhao Xue was still too naive, and time would make her mature.

If we continue talking like this, I will be killed by Zhao Xue's big thunderbolt, just in time to see Uncle Ge walking around to the small square in the distance and shouting: "Uncle Ge, I..."

Unexpectedly, Yu Jingyao hadn't finished yelling, but when Uncle Ge saw that Yu Jingyao and Zhao Xue were still there, he turned around and walked away.

I make it!I've never seen him turn around so fast when playing golf!

The corner of Yu Jingyao's mouth twitched.

Seeing that Yu Jingyao didn't want to continue chatting with her on that topic, Zhao Xue asked, "Do you like playing basketball very much?"

Do you like playing basketball?

If this question was asked half a year ago, Yu Jingyao would definitely not admit it, but after so many things in the past six months, Yu Jingyao nodded vigorously.

Whatever the reason for starting to play, now he is truly in love with the game.

"He also likes to play basketball, and he's pretty good at it." Mentioning the person who made his heart ache and almost lost his life for him, Zhao Xue's eyes lost again.

Yu Jingyao asked disdainfully, "How good can it be?"

No matter how powerful he is, can he be as powerful as Uncle Ge?

Yu Jingyao didn't believe it, not to mention that in the provincial competition, there were not many people who were blown up this way and that way, and there were not many people who could take advantage of him against him.

"I don't know the details, but I heard that he is the main force of our school and will play in the national competition next year."

Hearing about the national competition, Yu Jingyao became interested. He entered the national competition in his first year on the school team. According to Wang Feng, he hadn't entered the national competition for many years.

"Really? What's his name?" Yu Jingyao asked. If he really met in the national competition, Yu Jingyao wouldn't mind teaching him a lesson. He used basketball to solve problems with force.

"Liu! Zi! Xuan!" Zhao Xue said a name word by word, full of hatred!

Liu Zixuan?Don't let me meet you on the field!

Yu Jingyao thought to himself.

……

After a special training for a holiday, Yu Jingyao obviously felt that his basketball strength had improved.

He was exhausted during this holiday, being practiced by Uncle Ge day by day, even when it snowed, he was not allowed to rest.

After Uncle Ge's training, Yu Jingyao strengthened his shooting and dribbling.According to his physical condition, Uncle Ge optimized his shooting posture and increased Yu Jingyao's shooting speed.

In terms of dribbling, Uncle Ge strengthened the actual combat application, the timing of using the falling step, the timing of using the crotch dribble, etc. Yu Jingyao himself realized that the sudden change of direction after high-speed advancement, this is in the battle with Uncle Ge It became a trick.

Yu Jingyao also strengthened throws and layups, but he couldn't get his footsteps under the basket. The movements he made were meaningless, and the offensive opportunities were wasted in vain.

Uncle Ge said that this requires comprehension and actual combat experience. Maybe a game will suddenly enlighten you.

In terms of defense, Uncle Ge has always instilled in him the importance of positioning and anticipation, but this requires the accumulation of experience in the game, and a rookie like Yu Jingyao can only understand it.However, Yu Jingyao's good physical fitness can also make up for some lack of experience.

Yu Jingyao also gained 10 catties during a vacation, after his mother gave him hard feeding like feeding a pig, which was more than the combined weight gained in the three years of high school.

Yu Jingyao gained 10 catties, but it had no effect on his jumping. On the contrary, under the training of Uncle Ge, Yu Jingyao's physique also improved in an all-round way.

The most obvious manifestation is that when Uncle Ge and Yu Jingyao played singles, they couldn't push Yu Jingyao to the basket as easily as the first time!

In short, Yu Jingyao feels like he has a new life in basketball! !

The more than 50-day vacation passed in a flash, but this time Yu Jingyao did not feel the reluctance he felt when he left home for the first time to go to college. Instead, he felt a sense of anticipation and impatience.

why?Because the level of basketball has improved, he is a little bit drifting!

But Yu Jingyao's idea is to keep a low profile after returning to school, and then blind other teammates' eyes during the official game!

Since Zhao Xue was discharged from the hospital, Zhao Xue's family was afraid of irritating her again, so they hardly restricted her.Every day, she would go to the small square to watch Yu Jingyao's training, and hand him and Uncle Ge water and towels. After Jingyao finished training, she would also considerately help Yu Jingyao put on his coat, for fear that Yu Jingyao would catch a cold again.

At first, Jing Yao was not used to it, but gradually he got used to being taken care of by Zhao Xue, and even enjoyed it a little.

What happened before left a lingering mark in Zhao Xue's heart. She even felt that the villagers were talking about her quietly when they saw her, but Yu Jingyao still treated her the same as before, like a big brother, Take her to play, care for her, take care of her.If it wasn't because Yu Jingyao was still in the village, she would have gone to find a job a long time ago, so she wouldn't have to stare at her in the village.

"Are you going back to school tomorrow?" Zhao Xue once again put on a down jacket for Yu Jingyao after training. My heart is full of reluctance.

Yu Jingyao showed his iconic smile, which seemed ironic in the eyes of others, but looked very free and easy in Zhao Xue's eyes.

"Yeah, I practiced basketball for a holiday, and go back and blind their dog eyes!" When Yu Jingyao thought of using what he had learned during the holiday in the official game and killing all directions on the field, his teammates looked at him in surprise and admiration. Myself, this heart is full of expectations...