Basketball glory

"Wow, you idiot! The distance between the three-point line between China and the United States is different!" The first person to react was Lu Qi. Then he shouted to the audience with bared teeth and claws.

"Don't be fooled by the three-point line. Shoot according to your feeling."

It seemed that the shout was heard, and Lu Qi felt that An Ran's brows seemed to widen.

"Yes, the distance is different!" An Ran suddenly understood, and he shot according to the American three-point line. It was not a big shot.

You must know that in training, three-pointers are generally trained regularly. Unlike the variability of two-pointers, three-pointers can completely form muscle memory through extensive training.

Long two-pointers have the fewest shooting options in American games, and some players' shooting percentages are even lower than three-pointers. This is because they think the benefits of long two-pointers are far less than those of three-pointers.

An Ran breathed a long sigh of relief when he found out the reason, but now the game didn't give him time to adapt to the distance and practice his hand.

"Who is this, so lonely?" The school leader sitting next to Marbury was really panicked. In his opinion, the No. 7 who just came on the field was really inconsistent with his understanding.

But Marbury's eyes lit up after seeing it. This No. 7's starting speed is really rare, and he can also stop and retreat while traveling at high speed. It can be seen that his physical coordination and ball control skills are excellent.

"It looks familiar!" Even though he didn't score a three-pointer, Anron still caught Marbury's attention.

Through Enron's playing rhythm and habits, Marbury was more certain that he had crossed paths with him in the United States before, but he never expected that the two of them had just met for the first time at the airport an hour ago.

With a "bang" sound, Shandong University got the rebound and quickly passed it to An Ran.

"Hey, no, no, no, I can't shoot!" Although An Ran felt that this level of defense would not interfere with his three-point shot at all, but if the distance is not grasped well, it really may not go in.

Although the three-point shot is indeed faster to chase points, it still needs to be stable now.

Dribbling the ball to the frontcourt, An Ran took the initiative to engage in physical confrontation with Hu Feng.

After pushing twice, Hu Feng had already taken two steps back.

"Damn, freak, what kind of physical fitness is this." Hu Feng, who was carrying it desperately, felt waves of strong force coming from his arms.

And his steps have been inevitably pushed back.

"Wow, it's so relaxing." An Ran felt the resistance coming from her back and was instantly happy.

Compared with the intensity of physical confrontation in prison, this is simply weaker by more than one level.

However, Hu Feng felt as helpless as hitting a sack in training, "Plannel attack, flank attack." He silently prayed for teammates to help defend.

Suddenly, he felt a strong force coming from his chest, and Hu Feng inevitably stepped back again.

Then I saw An Ran turn over, fall back, shoot a jump shot, and the ball hit the basket steadily.

Hu Feng, who was squeezed a few steps away, stretched out his arms, but couldn't even reach An Ran's neck.

"With his height, he is too bad at handling the ball. He is really difficult to guard."

People sitting in the front row were shocked when they saw this scene. In fact, as a point guard, Anron's height of 195cm can only be said to be okay. After all, there are a lot of guards in the NBA who are over 180cm.

But in terms of physical fitness, Enron is undoubtedly much better than these Chinese athletes. The training in American prisons is different from the flowers in these greenhouses.

"It's too violent, I'm shocked." Ye Bingning sat in the stands, her beautiful eyes widening by ten points.

Shocked by this violent bulldozer-style attack, her chest rose and fell, and her tight sportswear seemed to be stretched open.

"It seems that little girl Lu Qi brought him here. I have to ask after it's over." As a roommate for four years, Ye Bingning expressed that she was very dissatisfied with Lu Qi's behavior of hiding secrets.

Unlike Kobe's backward turn, An Ran's backward move is not particularly large. Perhaps he is not afraid of being blocked at all. His whole body is full of violent beauty.

"The timeout has been suspended. ShanTech University requested a timeout. Let's see how the coach adjusts the lineup."

The black hat host's explanation was impartial and successfully diverted attention away from Enron.

After scoring this goal, Marbury couldn't take his eyes away, as if he was seeing a treasure. In the past March, Marbury led the Beijing team to successfully win the CBA championship and won the finals MVP.

If they can get strong support at this time, it will be the time for the Beijing team to establish a dynasty.

An Ran, who walked off the court, would not have known Marbury's thoughts. There is still a seven-point gap, and winning the game is the most important thing.

"Okay, it's a humanoid tank!"

"Don't make trouble yet." He reached out and patted away Nie Fangyuan's arm, and An Ran said with a straight face: "I'm better off as a shooting guard. They will definitely flank me. If I play ball control, I can't lead everyone now.

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An Ran knew that his ability to control the ball was definitely not bad, but his passing ability and overall view were his shortcomings at this stage. Nie Fangyuan could pass the same ball to others very comfortably, but An Ran could not.

In many trainings and games before, An Ran found that he had a poor grasp of the timing of passing the ball. In fact, it must be said that his overall view was too poor.

"Um?"

"We will definitely win, just follow my arrangements." There was no time to explain, and An Ran couldn't explain clearly. He just felt that it would be more convenient for him to be placed at the shooting guard.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. Baldy, you take a rest first, An Ran and I will play in the backcourt."

We went into battle again, and the opponent made adjustments as expected.

Hu Feng played the shooting guard position, while a fat guard controlled the ball.

"Holy shit, what the hell." As soon as he came on the field, he discovered that An Ran had switched to shooting guard, so what effect would it have to put this little fat guy up as the main defense?

The little fat man is the best defensive player on the back line and has always been very effective at defending the opponent's top scorer.

"Quick, quick, let's switch back." Hu Feng immediately called for the ball and asked the little fat man to stick to An Ran.

The little fat man secretly looked at the coach's face on the sidelines, and when he saw no reaction, he planned to follow Hu Feng's arrangement.

"If he can't guard me, he'll take over instead of you."

"Humph, let's watch."

The effect of this rotation was very good, one player from the two teams and one from the other team. Obviously, it was to the point where no one could guard the other.

As the time of the third quarter came to an end, Shandong University became the first to become impatient. Li Li's consecutive mistakes at the basket were turned into counterattacks, and the score instantly opened up by more than ten points.

"Is there going to be a wave?" Feeling that the three people on the front line seemed to have lost their confidence, An Ran felt that he should find a way to boost morale.

Once the score reaches more than ten points, the pressure on the opponent who is lagging behind will become greater.

As soon as Nie Fangyuan dribbled the ball past half court, An Ran took the initiative to ask for the ball and signaled that he wanted to hit one.

In an instant, the little fat man understood An Ran's thoughts and started moving with his feet, preparing to defend against the ball.

This time there was no fancy dribbling, just a simple test step, and found that there was no shaking, and then it suddenly broke out.

Switch your crotch to your left hand, and then start at a 45-degree angle on the left side.

"Too fast, too fast." The little fat man is the best defensive guard at ShanTech University, and he really has two brushes. He did not follow An Ran's footsteps, but kept retreating until he was close to the three-second zone.

He estimated where An Ran would lay up and stood still, waiting for An Ran to rush over and draw an offensive foul.

The idea was indeed good, and An Ran silently gave him a thumbs up.

But if you naively think that you can defend him this way, you are wrong. You must know that An Ran is a guard who can even dunk Grant.

An Ran accelerated his steps, and when the little fat man failed to stand firm on the last step, he jumped suddenly.

The basketball was switched to the right hand by An Ran, stretching to the extreme in the air.

The little fat man standing at his feet felt an extremely strong impact on his upper body, and then he could no longer stand on his horse.

"Oops." Before he felt like he was about to be knocked away, the little fat man finally felt something was wrong.

An Ran was already flying in the air at this time, and he stabbed the basketball into the basket with his right hand. With the strong power of his right arm, he firmly grasped the rim without defending.

The little fat man underneath him finally couldn't hold on any longer and was knocked backwards by An Ran.

I drew a long line on the ground, and then came into close contact with the basketball hoop.

The pain from his body could be felt from a distance. A loud bang exploded where his body came into contact with the basketball stand.

Seeing this scene at the scene, the stands were silent for a while. It was as if everyone was frozen in time, staring blankly at the scene happening in front of them.

"Separation, death separation, separation buckle."

Although it was far less shocking than Carter flying over the head of the French center, An Ran's hand that directly pushed the man into the air for a dunk also shocked the hearts of the audience.