Basketball Myth: Super Guard

Syracuse University, male dormitory.

This dormitory is very spacious, with one bedroom and one living room, a balcony with a bathroom, a sofa TV, and even a small kitchen, just like a small apartment. There are two beds placed side by side in the bedroom, only Qin Hao and Butler live, which is very good.

This was specially arranged by the school for the two of them. Ordinary students can't enjoy it. Only players of the basketball team, or the rugby team, and some academic elites have this treatment.

"From today, we are Syracuse University students." Butler lay on his bed in the dormitory and said with emotion, "I originally wanted to go to Marquette University, but I didn't expect to come to Syracuse University in the end. "

"Why, do you regret it?" Qin Hao asked with a smile.

Butler rolled over and got up and said, "How is that possible? In fact, no matter where I go, it doesn't make much difference to me. If I can play with you, any team can."

Qin Hao was moved and threw the basketball in his hand to Butler: "Let's go, it's time for us to meet our new teammates."

The two packed up casually and left the dormitory.

George just came to find the two of them and wanted to take them to the arena. Seeing that Qin Hao and Butler had already changed their jerseys and shoes, he immediately smiled: "It seems that you can't wait."

"Yeah, let's go." Butler urged.

"Okay." George agreed and took Qin Hao and Butler across the tree-lined campus to the school's basketball hall.

Before he walked in, Qin Hao heard the sound of basketball hitting the floor. He looked at Butler, the two smiled knowingly, and followed George into the arena.

Sure enough, there were players in the arena training.

The NCAA has strict regulations on the game time, including the training time of the players. According to the regulations of the NCAA, training is not allowed before October 15th every year. Spend more time studying.

After October 15, the team can conduct standardized training until December 1, a total of only six weeks.

During these six weeks, the coach must complete tactical drills, teamwork, technical and tactical explanations and training, players' physical training, etc., in order to cope with the next game.

What's more, the NCAA even stipulates that during these six weeks, players can't train more than 10 hours a week.

And obviously, ten hours a week is too little, not enough for any team, any player.

Fortunately, this "not allowed to train" refers to standardized training under the guidance of a coach and an assistant, which means that the number of coaches and instructors (coaches) on the spot cannot exceed 4. In fact, as long as it is within this limited rule, Train however you like.

So in fact, the players will also train before October 15th, but most of them will carry out some personal training, small-scale tactical cooperation, etc...

At this time, the players are in free training, some are practicing shooting, some are practicing breakthrough, some are practicing running and defense...

"Who are those two?"

"It should be a new player. I heard that one is a transfer student and the other is a high school skipper, and both received full scholarships."

"Both get full scholarships? Why?"

Seeing Qin Hao and George coming in, the players on the court stopped one after another, looked at Qin Hao and Butler from a distance, and whispered.

Qin Hao is also looking at the players on the court, these people will be his teammates in the future.

Glancing around, Qin Hao suddenly saw a familiar face, and Butler saw it too.

There was a black guy in the crowd, but his hair was dyed white. He was lean and thin. It was the flat-headed guy I saw in Locke Park.

Brother Pingtou also saw Qin Hao and Butler. He was shocked at first, and then depressed. He was Butler's defeat, and he really didn't want to see Butler.

"These two guys turned out to be my teammates." Brother Pingtou grimaced, feeling a bit absurd. Is he so unlucky?

"Qin, Jimmy." The team coach Fox smiled and waved to Qin Hao and Butler, "Haha, did you come to the school today to report? I thought you would come to the arena tomorrow."

Fox was very happy to see Qin Hao came to the arena on the first day and changed his jersey and shoes. He likes such players.

"coach."

"coach."

Qin Hao and Butler shouted.

They had met Fox before and were no strangers.

Coach Fox was a thin white man in his fifties, with blond hair that had turned silver long ago.

He has coached at Syracuse University for seven years, and has led Syracuse University to March Madness more than once. His coaching style is changeable and unpredictable. He looks like a sly fox, and his name is homophonic with "Fox". , hence the nickname "Silver Fox".

But in fact, Coach Fox is a very humorous and gentle coach. He patted Qin Hao and Butler on the arms, nodded to George again, and then turned around and clapped his hands: "Assemble."

The players put down their basketballs and quickly lined up beside Coach Fox.

Coach Fox pointed to Qin Hao and Butler and said, "I'll introduce you to you. This is your new teammates, Qin Hao and Jimmy Butler."

Qin Hao and Butler also stepped forward and introduced themselves, but a group of players had a cold expression and looked like they were ignoring them.

This made Coach Fox feel embarrassed and growled: "That's how you welcome new teammates?"

The players introduced themselves one by one with reluctance.

In the end, it was Brother Pingtou's turn. He was not like the others who were ignorant. He even spoke reluctantly. Of course, he was not very enthusiastic. , a freshman this year."

After some introductions, Fox waved his hand to signal everyone to disband, and then said to Qin Hao and Butler: "You guys too, warm up first, and then we will play a confrontation."

"Yeah." Qin Hao nodded, but did not rush to warm up, exchanged a look with Butler, and came to Ed Davis, the flat-headed brother, and the two put their hands around the flat-toed brother's neck.

"What are you doing?" Brother Flathead was startled.

Butler smiled and said, "Ed Davis? I think Qin gave you a better name. It's called Brother Flathead. Hey, what's wrong, you're not happy to see us?"

"Should I be happy?" Brother Pingtou struggled for a while, but couldn't move away, and then looked at the other players, just watching from a distance, no one came to help him, he sighed in resignation, and said, "I was killed by you guys. Now, others will definitely think that I am with you."

"Oh." Qin Hao increased the strength in his hand and asked with a smile, "Tell me, what's going on?"