Basketball Myth: Super Guard

Yuyang No. 7 Middle School, basketball court.

An intra-team group match is underway.

"Pick-and-roll." Qin Hao gestured, Wang Lei came up to pick-and-roll, Qin Hao quickly shook off Zhao Xuebing, moved to the right, accelerated the breakthrough, and Fu Qiang came over to delay. Qin Hao retreated and was about to shoot, Fu Qiang jumped up quickly, and Zhao Xuebing also chased after him, trying to block the shot.

But the next moment, Qin Hao threw the ball to the middle.

Taking advantage of Qin Hao's attraction to Fu Qiang and Zhao Xuebing, Wang Lei cut in the middle of the road, received Qin Hao's pass and moved a step forward.

Originally, Wang Lei's physical talent was excellent. In the past six months, he has practiced hard, and with his height increased by a few centimeters, dunking has become easier.

"Beautiful buckle." Qin Hao and Wang Lei high-five.

Zhao Xuebing looked at Fu Qiang, and the two looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Qin Hao's threat was too great. They all wanted to pounce on Qin Hao, but Wang Lei was missed. Really shot.

In the next few rounds, Qin Hao sent out wonderful passes, either assisting Wang Lei, or assisting Jiang Feng, creating a shock wave, which made Zhao Xuebing extremely depressed.

"beep......"

When the whistle sounded, Jiang Fangping called to stop.

Zhao Xuebing breathed a sigh of relief, and complained to Jiang Fangping: "Coach, you always put Qin Hao, Jiang Feng, and Wang Lei together, how can you fight?"

"That's right." Fu Qiang also said: "How can the three of them fight together? The strength is too unbalanced, and the training effect will not be achieved at all."

"Okay, I know how to complain. Who told you not to work hard? Qin Hao and the other three are still freshmen in high school." Jiang Fangping waved his hand. tacit understanding and technical and tactical abilities.

Qin Hao, Jiang Feng, and Wang Lei are in a group. Of course, the others are not their opponents, but if they are not in a group, how can they practice tactics?

With Qin Hao, Jiang Feng, and Wang Lei as the core, an iron triangle is formed, and all three corners can score points. This is a set of tactics designed by Jiang Fangping.

The effect is not bad.

"Okay, let's train here today." Jiang Fangping clapped his hands and said, "The day after tomorrow will be the provincial league final. I will rush to the provincial capital tomorrow and disband."

"Yes."

"The final is finally here."

"I can't wait."

The day after tomorrow is the final, and the players were a little nervous while looking forward to revenge for Wusui Middle School. After all, this was the provincial final, and it was a stage they never even dared to think about before.

A day later, they will be on that stage to compete for the championship.

"Provincial League." Jiang Feng muttered, his eyes blazing like a blade, he had been waiting for this day for a long time.

"Two days left." Qin Hao took a deep breath, feeling that time was running out.

Players have different expressions, some are looking forward to, some are excited, some are nervous, and some are apprehensive.

Glancing at the expressions of their teammates, Guo Kai and Yuan Xiaogang looked at each other and saw the desire for victory in each other's eyes.

Guo Kai said: "The day after tomorrow is the final. To be honest, I still feel like a dream. A few months ago, I didn't even dare to think about it. That's really no regrets."

"Yeah." Yuan Xiaogang nodded, "I didn't expect Qin Hao, Jiang Feng, and Wang Lei to join us at that time. It was just the two of us, plus Fu Qiang and Wang Chengyu. Even compared with No. 4 and No. 6 middle schools, they were nowhere to be seen. It is stable, let alone the third middle. Who would have thought that we have now passed all the stages, won the city league championship, entered the provincial league, successfully qualified for the group, and reached the final all the way.”

For a few months, everything went by very fast, but it seemed to pass very slowly, as if it had gone through a few years.

No, even what Guo Kai and Yuan Xiaogang have experienced in the past few years has not been as exciting as the past few months.

"Xiaogang." Guo Kai's eyes brightened and said, "I don't know if we will reach the provincial finals in the future, whether we will go further and win higher honors. But I know that this time is our lifetime. It is an opportunity not to be missed and must win the championship.”

"Yeah." Yuan Xiaogang was shocked, and even his voice trembled, "The talents of the two of us are far from Qin Hao, Jiang Feng and the others. Even if we can get into cuba in college, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get ahead. So for us, this is an opportunity that must not be missed. If it is missed, I am afraid it will be a lifetime regret. No matter what, even if it is desperate, we must win the game the day after tomorrow.”

With the talents of Guo Kai and Yuan Xiaogang, it will be difficult to get ahead in college, and it will be difficult to join those super strong teams, win the cuba division championship, or even higher honors is almost impossible.

So, now is the best moment for them to create honor.

If I can win the championship this time, I won’t be able to play when I get old, and I can hold my child, point to the photo, and say to the child, “Your dad was the provincial champion back then”... Even for that alone, they have to give it their all.

......

At night, the old stadium.

He will rush to the provincial capital tomorrow, but Qin Hao still insists on his training plan.

First, a fixed set of training content, basic skills, physical fitness, etc., then Qin Hao rested for ten minutes and began to practice three-pointers.

"Shh!"

With a soft sound, the first shot hit.

Qin Hao picked up the basketball and returned to the outside of the three-point line. He shot again, and also hit the hollow. His three-point shot has become more and more accurate.

He shot again and again, hit again and again, and some missed shots in the middle, but he would never miss two shots in a row. Once he missed a shot, Qin Hao would immediately adjust.

Every time he makes a shot, Qin Hao's movements are like textbooks, and there is almost no change, just like a shooting machine, constantly repeating the cycle.

Ten minutes passed quickly, Qin Hao's shot speed slowed down, but the hit rate did not drop much.

Twenty minutes later, Qin Hao's hit rate began to decline, and the rate of decline was very fast, but it soon stabilized, only a little worse than before.

"That's what it feels like." Qin Hao's eyes lit up, he felt that he had touched a critical point, and he felt that he was about to "go a step further".

Unfortunately, this feeling did not last long.

"Boom..."

After a while, the hit rate could no longer be maintained, and he began to drop off a cliff. He kept hitting the iron, and the pain came from his arm, so he could only stop.

However, Qin Hao showed a smile.

During this period of time, he has been pursuing a breakthrough in three-pointers, hoping that the shooting rate can be greatly improved, but he has never been able to do it. But just now, he touched a critical point, and he clearly felt that as long as he went further and exceeded this critical point, his three-point shooting ability would be greatly improved.

It's a surprise.

Qin Hao is also more confident about the upcoming provincial finals.