NBA: God-level 2K system

Who doesn’t want to win?

You know, this is a **, and if you lose, you will be sprayed to death by the keyboard man.

“Today’s training ends here, tomorrow at 3:30 p.m., continue to train with Five Pines.”

Li Ran hurried away with the assistant coach.

It’s early June, and it’s less than three months before the men’s basketball World Cup.

The coaching staff needs to come up with a training plan quickly, and at the same time need to come up with the supporting tactics that are practiced in training.

The work is urgent and the task is tight.

By the time Lee was gone, the players were scattered.

Today’s training has lasted two and a half hours.

The intense training left everyone a bit exhausted.

Yang Jun took the ball and began to do shooting training.

He was a little unsatisfied.

The two auxiliary trainers saw Yang Jun start training, so they had to pick up the ball with a bitter face.

Brush! Brush! Brush!

Yang Jun was still meticulously training.

Yang Jun was ready to throw a hundred goals per point.

Five points, you need to throw five hundred balls.

It takes about half an hour.

Yang Jun stood at the top of the arc, adjusted his breathing, and raised his hands above his head.

Imagine Curry’s shooting style.

Try to speed up your shots.

Dang it!

The ball hit the basket and bounced high.

Still not.

Yang Jun’s technical actions were basically formed.

Three points are also above par.

However, there is still a lot of distance from Curry’s fast and accurate and three-point technique that can shoot as long as there is a little space.

Of course, this is not to say that Yang Jun is not as strong as Curry.

Curry’s three-pointers and baskets are top notch.

But in the middle distance almost meaning.

And Yang Jun’s face frame is strong, and the technical action of the back basket is very mature.

Combined with the threat of the attack, Yang Jun is stronger than Curry.

However, Yang Jun still envied Curry’s three points.

The technique of being able to throw a wave once you pass through the midfield is really enviable.

Yang Jun, who was silently practicing his own three points, did not notice.

Zhou Qi and Yi Jianlian were carrying bags out of the dressing room.

Yi Jianlian thought about it and returned to the dressing room.

Zhou Qi stood stunned for a moment.

Watching Yang Jun and Yi Jianlian start training.

Ding Yanyuhang walked over and patted Zhou Qi’s shoulder.

“Gone, I made an appointment with Quanjude today!” Let’s make roast duck today. ”

Zhou Qi did not speak.

Ding Yanyu was anxious.

“I also specially invited a pancake fruit master, who is said to have come from Tsu.”

“That craftsmanship! Just now! ”

Boom!

Zhou Qi swallowed his saliva and moved a little.

But the afterglow of the corner of his eye found that Yang Jun had been meticulously practicing.

“Forget it, another day.”

After the hard bang throws down a sentence.

Dragging a heavy step, Zhou Qi also returned to the locker room.

“Love to eat or not to eat! You don’t eat, I go! ”

Ding Yanyu was in a hurry, what a good deal!

You said you wouldn’t go if you didn’t go?

Watching Zhou Qi change back into his training clothes and go back to training.

Other young players you look at me, I look at you.

I had to silently return to the dressing room.

Ding Yanyu was speechless, pulled out his mobile phone, and called.

“Master, I’m sorry Ha, we have some things today, we can’t come.”

“The master has arrived?”

“That’s really embarrassing! Well, we’ll give the money and go tomorrow! ”

Hanging up the phone, Ding Yanyu returned to the locker room with a helpless face.

After a while, Ding Yanyu appeared on the court and also began shooting training.

Dangdang!

There was a continuous sound of iron hitting in the Five Pines Arena.