Basketball Myth: Super Guard

In the afternoon, the training is over, and there is an evening self-study in the evening.

When Qin Hao returned to the classroom, he saw what the little fat man was writing on the table. He thought about it for a while, and looked very serious. He couldn't help but wonder: "Fat man, what did you write?"

"No, it's nothing." The little fat man hurriedly covered it.

Now Qin Hao is even more curious.

Pulling away the little fat man's hand, he saw that it was a piece of letterhead. Qin Hao said strangely, "Writing a letter, what are you covering, what do you think it is?"

The little fat man blushed and said embarrassedly: "Actually, I'm here to help you answer your letter. Didn't I tell you this morning that some girls from other classes wrote to you? You told me to handle it myself, I I don't think it's polite to not return a letter, so..."

Lying-trough!

Qin Hao almost jumped up, is this a question of politeness and impoliteness? Didn't you say that people wrote love letters, what do you mean by replying to them?

Seeing Qin Hao's reaction, the little fat man was nervous and hesitantly said, "Well, didn't you tell me to handle it myself?" With that, under Qin Hao's stunned eyes, he took out a few more letters from the drawer. "Just these few letters, they're all here."

"A few more letters!" Qin Hao was speechless and couldn't help but complain: "Okay, Fatty, I didn't see that you still have a heart that wants to be a sea king."

Neptune?

The little fat man was dumbfounded.

Qin Hao twitched the corners of his mouth, patted the little fat man on the shoulder, and waved his hand: "Forget it, let's do it with you, with your chubby body, it's almost impossible to be a sea king. Go for it yourself, if you can be a fish pond owner, it's not bad. After speaking, Qin Hao added in his heart, "It's a pity that the owner of the fish pond is probably not enough. I remember that this kid ended up being a licking dog."

Looking at the little fat man who was confused, but soon devoted himself to the great cause, Qin Hao silently mourned for this kid for three seconds.

It's just that Qin Hao forgot to ask one more question, so he didn't know that the last signature of the love letter that Little Fatty replied was his name.

......

In a blink of an eye, it's the weekend.

Although today is the day of the city league finals, Qin Hao did not lose his morning training, and even practiced for 15 minutes more.

Since knowing that his body is a little different from ordinary people, Qin Hao has begun to find ways to test his current physical condition, record the bruises on his body, and the healing process of the wound on his brow bone, time, and gradually increase his own health. The amount of training to see if there is a limit to your body's ability to recover...

After a few days, Qin Hao has gained some understanding.

The bruises on the body healed the fastest, and it was almost completely healed in just two days. The wound on the brow bone was a little slower, but it only took three days.

In addition, he used to train for an hour in the morning, an hour in the evening, and at school in the afternoon. Because he had to go to school, the time was tight. The training in the morning and evening could only be an hour, and there was no way to add time. Now I have to test , which can only be strengthened.

Qin Hao first increased the training intensity in the morning and evening by a quarter, but found that his body was still able to support him, and he was still alive after a night's sleep.

Then he increased it to one third, and only then did he feel a little tired. First, after all, he was only fifteen years old, and he was still growing. Second, the training intensity was too high and the consumption was too great. recovered.

In fact, Qin Hao's previous training volume was already very high, much higher than the rest of the team.

In addition, he wears lead straps almost all day, and the overall training intensity is at least two or three times that of other people, and now it is one third more, even if it is an adult.

Therefore, Qin Hao feels that he will only increase the training volume by a quarter for the time being. He plans to wait for his body to grow longer and gradually increase the training volume. There is an adaptation process, so it should not be a big problem.

"Whoosh..."

Qin Hao stopped, packed his things and went home.

At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Hao rushed to the school, joined his teammates, and went to No. 2 Middle School together to meet the city league finals. This game was still played in No. 2 Middle School.

At the same time, many students rushed to No. 2 Middle School one after another, and the gate of the entire No. 2 Middle School was lively. Many students poured into the basketball hall, and even some adults.

In order to ensure safety, No. 2 Middle School has increased the number of guards. All students who enter must show their student ID cards, and adults must show their ID cards and register.

"Tsk tsk, there are so many people watching the game." The guard Lao Liu held the registration book and smacked his tongue: "There are dozens of adults, and I don't know why these people are so idle."

"This may be the parents of the students." Another guard, Lao Sun, said with a smile: "Besides, adults can't like basketball? My son likes basketball, although I don't understand what's good about basketball, but Who doesn't have a hobby yet?"

"Hehe, that's true." Lao Liu also smiled.

When the bus of the basketball team of No. 7 Middle School arrived at No. 2 Middle School, there were already many people sitting in the basketball hall of No. 2 Middle School, almost thousands.

Most of them were students from No. 7 and No. 3 middle schools, followed by students from No. 2 middle schools, and the rest were students from some other schools, as well as adults who came to watch the fun.

"The players from No. 7 are here."

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the audience.

I saw the players from No. 7 Middle School come to the field one after another, which attracted the students of No. 7 Middle School to cheer loudly, and some girls shouted Jiang Feng's name loudly.

There were also a few girls, who kept staring at Qin Hao with a shy face, while Peng Jun, the little fat man, was looking at them, smiling a little... wretched.

These are the fish he raised in the name of Qin Hao!

Seven players came to the field and began to warm up.

After a while, the players from No. 3 Middle School also arrived. Led by Tu Lei, the ace player of No. 3 Middle School, a group of people came, and they were also imposing.

Qin Hao's eyes swept over the players in No. 3 Middle School, and finally stopped on Tu Lei: "You were injured after only three quarters of that matchup. You must have been unwilling to lose at that time, right? I hope you will not be injured again this time. Let's have a fair duel."

at the same time.

Tu Lei sensed Qin Hao's gaze, and looked at him, narrowing his eyes slightly.

"Qin Hao, a freshman in the seventh high school, but played a crucial role in the match against the sixth and fourth middle schools." Tu Lei's mind came to the coach's introduction to Qin Hao, as well as his evaluation. "Although this player is not tall, his speed is very fast and his breakthrough is very sharp."

Jiang Fangping was able to get some information about No. 3 Middle School, so naturally the coach of No. 3 Middle School could also get some information about No. 7 Middle School, so that he could introduce his players in advance and make some arrangements.

So even though it was the first time for Tu Lei to see Qin Hao, he recognized it at a glance, and Qin Hao's eyes gave him a dangerous aura.

[Author's digression]: Sorry, this chapter is late.