No. 1 Middle School, Basketball Hall.

Today is Monday. The players gathered in the basketball gym after school in the afternoon and started training again.

Although the provincial league has ended, the training will not stop, because there will be the Southern District Competition later, and there will be more and stronger opponents. They must seize the time and improve themselves as much as possible in order to go further.

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"brush......"

Zhuang Yu stood on the three-point line, adjusted slightly after receiving the pass from his teammate, and then jumped up. With a soft sound, the basketball hit the net.

Then the second, the third...

Several three-pointers were hit steadily. Yuan Feng next to him smiled and said, "When did you become so accurate in three-pointers?"

"I practiced recently."

"Uh..." Yuan Feng couldn't answer the question.

Do you listen to what others say?

You have only practiced recently, which means you have only practiced for a few days and you are so accurate. How can you embarrass us like you?

After a period of recovery, Yuan Feng's foot injury has no impact. Although he still needs to pay attention to running and jumping, there is no problem in participating in basic training.

I will definitely be able to fully recover before the Southern District Competition.

"Come again." Zhuang Yu rushed to Yang Fei and asked for the ball. Yang Fei pushed with both hands and passed the ball to Zhuang Yu. Zhuang Yu jumped up immediately after receiving the ball.

This time he increased the difficulty, using the method of leaning back, leaning back, holding the basketball in his right hand and shaking his wrist.

The basketball flew out from the fingertips, and finally there was another "swipe" sound, which was also a hollow hit. Yuan Feng clicked his tongue repeatedly as he watched, sighing that people are really incomparable.

But then he hit the iron with his second fadeaway three-pointer, which made Yuan Feng happy again and said with a smile: "Young man, you are not durable enough."

I don't like hearing this.

Zhuang Yu immediately grabbed the basketball and took a few steps, jumped up and dunked, and said to Yuan Feng: "But it's still better than you."

Well......

Yuan Feng was speechless. My ankle injury has not healed yet. Isn't it just dunking? Who can't do it? Wait, why does it feel wrong?

After a while, the coach came.

He greeted the players and waited for them to gather. Coach Yang Guohui opened his notebook and said: "Are you all warmed up? Wait for the confrontation training, it will be Han Hui, Gao Xiaoguang, Xiao Qingyang, Jiang Xuezhou, Zhuang Yu...

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The provincial league has passed, and Yuan Feng will be able to resume soon, but coach Yang Guohui has not changed his playing style and lineup in daily training. There is still one senior and four juniors, and the tactics used in the previous provincial league games are the same.

This is because he gradually discovered that with the current lineup of Jiangning No. 1 Middle School, only in this way can he hope to compete with other teams.

In fact, to put it bluntly, it is to maximize strengths and avoid weaknesses as much as possible, and strive to maximize the outside advantage, because Jiangning No. 1 Middle School has Zhuang Yu and Xiao Qingyang on the outside. After the entire provincial league, the No. 1 Middle School can finally win the championship, relying on Zhuang Yu and Xiao Qingyang.

Especially Zhuang Yu.

So coach Yang Guohui decided to play around Zhuang Yu, because when the Southern District competition comes, this may be the only advantage against other teams.

As for Xiao Qingyang, he is indeed very good, but he is still far behind Zhuang Yu, and even slightly inferior to Jiao Ziyi from Wenshi Middle School.

When he meets a stronger opponent in the Southern District Competition, he may lose this advantage, so in the end he has to rely on Zhuang Yu, and only Zhuang Yu.

"It's a pity that time is too tight." Coach Yang Guohui glanced at Xiao Qingyang and sighed secretly: "With Xiao Qingyang's talent, if he is given more time, it will definitely not be a problem to surpass Jiao Ziyi. At that time, even in the Southern District Competition and the National Competition

, and may not lose to others.”

There is no doubt that Xiao Qingyang's talent will only be stronger in the future, maybe it doesn't take too long, one year is enough.

Unfortunately, there are no half a year now, and there are still two months before the South District Contest.

With his eyes, coach Yang Guohui waved his hand: "Okay, train."

The players divided into two groups. Zhuang Yu's side was a senior, and the other side was a conventional lineup. Yang Fei, Zhao Huai, Zhou Lei, Zhang Yong, Mo Fan.

Yuan Feng cannot participate in confrontation training for the time being, and after he fully recovers, he will replace Han Hui's position and serve as the "one big" in the "one, big and four small".

As for Han Hui, it can only be a substitute.

"Bang!"

With a sullen sound, Zhang Yong scored the iron three, Han Hui grabbed the rebound and passed it to Zhuang Yu. Zhuang Yu immediately launched a counterattack. In a blink of an eye, he killed the frontcourt. He took the ball and took three major steps.

The action of passing the ball on the left.

Xiao Qingyang also chased it, right on the left.

At this time, there was only Mo Fan in front of Zhuang Yu. Mo Fan subconsciously moved to the right. He reached out to steal, but found that it was just a fake action. After he moved, Zhuang Yu took the ball again.

Basket, a light layup and scoring.

After a while, Zhuang Yu broke through the ball and passed to Xiao Qingyang.

Xiao Qingyang suddenly took a step, then turned halfway, handed over the ball to Zhuang Yu, and covered Zhuang Yu on his side.

Zhuangyu stood on the three -point line, and was directly a three -point shot. Basketball obediently got into the net and hit the hollow hiding ...

"Well, this three -pointer is good." Coach Yang Guohui smiled.

"Coach, don't you think Zhuang Yu's three -pointer has been getting more and more accurate?" An Yan said beside him.

Yang Guohui laughed and said, "Not only is getting more and more accurate, more often practiced, and more and more voted when fighting training."

What does this mean?

It shows that Zhuang Yu consciously improves his three -point ability to adapt to the current team lineup and tactical system.

Today, Jiang Ning No.1 Middle School is "one, big and four small", and the inside line is congenital at a disadvantage. It requires enough firepower in the outer rays. The three -pointer is a very important way to take it. It is also a very efficient scoring method.

The tactical system of Jiangning No. 1 Middle School is also determined. The external projection is extremely important, especially the long -distance projection.

Therefore, after the end of the provincial league, Zhuang Yu began to consciously enhance his three -pointer ability.

Usually, three -point goals are added to training. When confrontation training, you also consciously increase the three -point shot. Go to the old stadium at night, and you need to conduct a wave of training ... plus your own talent,

After a few days, there have been significant progress.

In this regard, coach Yang Guohui is very satisfied.

It was originally to remind Zhuang Yu to do this. As a result, he thought of Zhuang Yu without waiting for him to remind Zhuang Yu and put it into action, making him feel a little too worrying.

... ...

Soon, the confrontation training is over.

The players did not leave, and then they started personal training. Everyone needs to improve, and they have to improve.

After half an hour, today's training is over.

"Okay, it's all scattered." Coach Yang Guohui left.

The players also dispersed.

Zhuang Yuzheng was ready to leave, but was called by Xiao Qingyang.
Chapter completed!