"Get up, get up!" As soon as it dawned, Radar and Wu Hao were telling everyone to get up for training.

The sky was bright and early in September. I got up at six o'clock, trained until seven o'clock, then washed and had breakfast, and then went to class. The class time was at 7:40, so the time was not tight and not very abundant.

Hu Feifei, Wang Dawei and others rubbed their eyes and started to get up and get dressed, but there was no movement at all on one bed, which was of course the injured "little sister".

"You go ahead, I'll guard the dormitory." Wu Jie said jokingly.

"If you want to sleep in, just sleep in, don't say it in such a high-sounding way." Mouse said and lifted up Wu Jie's thin sheets.

"I'll go, what are you doing? I like to sleep naked." Wu Jie quickly pulled back the sheet to cover his lower body.

"Why are you so shy? We are all the same. Are you really a young lady?" Wang Dawei said with a smile.

"You've been making dirty jokes so early in the morning. I can't stand you guys, so I'm leaving." Hu Feifei shook his head and walked out of the dormitory door.

"Xiaojie, when you recover from your injury, double your training to make up for the past few days." Radar said with a smile, asking you to sleep in!

"Oh my God, why am I getting hurt?" Wu Jie looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Good captain!" Wang Dawei gave a thumbs up to the radar.

A group of nine people came to the playground of the college. There was already a beautiful figure waiting on the runway, wearing a pink vest, black sports shorts, slender thighs, and a slim figure.

"Hi, morning everyone." Fang Lu greeted everyone with a sweet smile.

"morning."

"Good morning, beauty!"

Everyone also greeted Fang Lu. Radar smiled and said, "Morning, you don't need to train."

"Of course I know, I'll supervise, hehe"

"Okay, let's get started. Run two laps and move your body first." Radar said to everyone.

On the playground in the early morning, there were not many people exercising. The Mamba team was the most beautiful scenery on the playground.

"You are famous in school now." Fang Lu jogged beside Radar and said while looking at Radar from the side.

Radar rolled his eyes and said: "It doesn't matter, I don't care about this."

"Are there many girls who want to get to know you?"

"No, if you don't believe me, just ask them."

When the radar pointed at the Mamba players, they suddenly sped up and ran away one by one. Just handle this kind of thing yourself and don't involve us.

Fang Lu didn't exercise much at ordinary times. After running around for a while, she was already out of breath. She bent down and put her hands on her knees.

Radar quickly asked: "What's wrong?"

"I can't run anymore, huh..."

Radar held Fang Lu with his hand and glanced down unconsciously. He could see the slightly raised hill from his bent body.

"Pa" Lida held Fang Lu with one hand, patted his face with the other, shook his head, and said, "Don't look at anything inappropriate."

"Why are you hitting yourself?"

"Oh, it's okay, there are mosquitoes!" Radar pretended to look around.

Radar quickly changed the topic: "By the way, try not to talk when you are running, breathe through your nose, exhale every three steps, and inhale every three steps. This will be much better. If you are tired from running, take a rest."

"good!"

"Are you still running?" Radar asked.

"certainly!"

After another lap, Fang Lu was indeed tired and could no longer run.

"Mouse, you can give them physical training. You are better at these trainings than me." Radar said to Mouse.

He turned his head again, pointed at the basketball running to the side and said: "Wang Zhen, take the ball and follow me."

Wang Zhen took the basketball and walked to the court with Radar.

"Don't be lazy, I'm going to take a rest." Fang Lu said to the Mamba team members, and then walked to the court with a little excitement.

Fang Lu sat on the ground on the sidelines. She was tired from running and didn't care whether she was dirty or not.

Upon seeing this, Radar picked up his coat and went to the sidelines of the track and said, "The ground is dirty and cold. I'll give you a pad."

"No need, I..."

"Hold on!" Radar's voice was undeniably overbearing.

"Oh." Fang Lu said like a child, and obediently picked up her clothes to cushion her. She thought in her heart: It turns out that he can be so domineering.

"Come on for a one-on-one challenge!" Radar caught the basketball thrown by Wang Zhen and threw it back to him.

"No, I'm going to challenge you in a one-on-one fight? Are you looking for abuse?"

"I'm only responsible for defense, don't talk nonsense, come quickly."

The purpose of the radar is, on the one hand, to see Wang Zhen's true strength and how to solve his stage fright.

Wang Zhen took the ball and attacked from the right. Radar was ready. Wang Zhen stopped as soon as he entered the three-point line, and kept dribbling the ball with both hands. Radar stretched out his hand to interfere, but at this time Wang Zhen had no idea at all.

Due to stage fright, as soon as Radar picks up the ball, he will either crotch him or dribble with one hand.

Apart from anything else, his ball-handling skills are better than Huang He's, and he is more suitable for playing point guard.

Wang Zhen took a shot, but there was no radar interference. The basketball bounced off the rim and the boss twice before falling into the basket.

"You don't have stage fright now?" Radar asked.

"I don't know what's going on. It just happens in a more formal competition. It's normal in training." Wang Zhen said helplessly.

"Come again!" Radar said.

As soon as Wang Zhen caught the ball, Radar stepped up its defense and stayed close to him. Wang Zhen was also able to dribble flexibly to break through, without any stage fright.

"This is going to be difficult." Radar sighed, training couldn't solve it.

"You have a psychological problem. There is no good solution for the moment. Your head hurts."

"I also know that I am like a piece of chicken ribs in the team. It is tasteless and a pity to discard. It is of little use after using it. It is a pity to treat it as a decoration."

Radar patted his shoulder and said: "It's okay, take your time, we still have time."

"Well, thank you, Radar."

"Why are you thanking me for being such a stranger? Hey, don't look at me so affectionately. Go and train your physical fitness." Radar said with a smile.

"good!"

Radar looked at Fang Lu holding her chin with one hand and leaning on her knees, looking at him, smiled slightly, and said, "Want to play ball?"

"Me?" Fang Lu pointed at herself, not expecting Radar to suddenly ask this question.

Radar patted the basketball in his hand and nodded slightly.

"Okay, you teach me." Fang Lu suddenly became interested and immediately ran to Radar.

"Let's shoot first. You can try one."

Fang Lu took the ball from Radar, imitated Radar, held the basketball in the palm of her right hand, and held the basketball with her left hand.

"Hey!" Fang Lu shouted and "threw" the basketball without touching it. In fact, Fang Lu was standing not far away, inside the free throw line.

"Ah, how could this happen? The basket didn't even touch." Fang Lu said disappointedly.

"Generally, girls who don't have enough strength will hold the ball in their chests with both hands, and then use both hands to exert force. This way, they have enough strength."

"No, this posture is so ugly. I want to learn how to shoot like you." Fang Lu said stubbornly, pouting her little mouth.

"Okay, I'll teach you."

As he said that, Radar stood behind Fang Lu, and Fang Lu held the ball above her head with both hands.

"It's a little higher, put it on your forehead, hold it with your left hand, don't block your eyes."

"Yes, that's it, so smart."

Although the posture was correct, Fang Lu's heartbeat was speeding up, like a deer bumping into each other. In order to teach her to shoot, Radar's body was already close to her back, and he was holding her hand and the basketball with both hands. Isn't this action too intimate?

Quite a bit.

But Radar didn't think so much, and still taught seriously: "Pose in this way, and then use your right wrist to exert force, not swing it with your arm."

"You try again."

"Yeah." Fang Lu nodded and threw the basketball.

"Still not in." Fang Lu turned to look at the radar behind her.

"It's okay, just take your time. Who can cast so accurately from the beginning?" Radar encouraged.

Fang Lu raised the ball again and asked: "Is this right?"

Fang Lu regretted it after saying it. She knew the move but still asked, it was shameless.

Fang Lu cursed herself in her heart. In fact, Radar's chest was close to hers and he was so gentle when he helped her correct her shooting movements. They were both young boys and girls in love, how could their hearts not beat faster?

"It's in, it's in." Fang Lu said to Radar with an excited face.

"Awesome!" Radar gave a thumbs up.
Chapter completed!