My basketball vision is different

Walking on the main road of Jiangnan University, Lin Shaojie saw almost all the scenes in his mind. They were perfectly presented and the amount of information was far greater than before.

"What's going on here?"

Lin Shaojie asked and answered his own questions.

"The eye of truth can see through all illusions."

There seemed to be someone deep in my heart answering questions for myself. The indescribable voice from my mind suddenly exploded and then disappeared.

"who?"

Lin Shaojie asked with some fear. He no longer wanted to think about what he had experienced last night. He was also afraid of being contaminated by something unclean, but the voice just now was clearly the same as last night.

Could it be a ghost?

But with the sun shining brightly, what kind of ghosts and gods have the ability to travel during the day?

"Who?"

The father in front of him suddenly turned around, looked at his somewhat panicked son, and said with pity.

"Son, don't be nervous. If it works, it will be fine. If it doesn't work, we will go back and start over. But since we are here, we must do our best, right, son?"

The originally sunny and positive son became what he is now because of a college entrance examination, and the father's feelings of pity and self-blame flooded into his heart.

Lin Shaojie nodded falsely, hiding the frightened look on his face.

"The eye of truth can see through all illusions."

The voice in his mind sounded again, as if he was explaining something. Lin Shaojie trembled nervously, seemingly frightened.

With his head lowered, he suppressed the shock in his heart and asked in his heart: "Are you a god? Have I seen you? What is your relationship with the big fish last night?"

"Life is suffering and loneliness is eternal. Use your true eyes to see and hear."

The voice went from deafening to ethereal, and gradually disappeared from Lin Shaojie's mind.

Lin Shaojie knew that no one would answer for him this time. The question he asked just now seemed childish and casual.

In fact, in the past two days, only what happened last night was weird. Whether it was the fish, the lightning, or even something indescribable underwater, Lin Shaojie also wanted to find out and find out.

But this time, the voice left completely and there was no answer.

"Eye of Truth? What does it mean? What exactly does it do?"

Lin Shaojie, who had divergent thinking, was like a wooden man, following his father step by step.

...

"Thank you...thank you, coach!"

Xie Zhenghe held the note written by Li Daohong in his hand and looked at the restrained and helpless father in front of him.

He was wearing an obviously old and out-of-date suit, and his face showed the vicissitudes of life.

His tired eyes were bloodshot, but he was trying hard to keep himself energetic. It was obvious that he had not rested well.

The father and son broke into the basketball hall so rashly, and they didn't know how much effort it took to find them and hand them this note handwritten by an old friend.

"Hello!"

Xie Zhenghe nodded and looked at Lin Shaojie behind Father Lin.

The child following his father lowered his head and seemed a little timid.

He is not short, probably almost 1.9 meters tall, but among the many basketball players, he is just a "dwarf!"

He is also wearing an old basketball uniform that does not fit his figure, and it belongs to the Little Giants.

The note written by Li Daohong made it very clear, saying that this child is a good prospect, but there is no place in the provincial capital university. If there is a chance at Jiangnan University, you can give it a try. There are also some basic test data attached, which are quite satisfactory.

Xie Zhenghe still agreed with his old friend's way of looking at people, so he walked in and asked.

"Are you Lin Shaojie?"

Lin Shaojie had not yet recovered from the previous shock. He raised his head and looked at the handsome middle-aged man in sportswear in front of him and responded "Yes!"

"Come to take Jiangnan University's special basketball admissions exam?"

"Yes!"

"18 years old?"

"Um!"

"Height 1.84 meters? Playing point guard?"

"Um!"

Lin Shaojie was like a yes-man, he only knew how to answer "yes" and "um". Father Lin was watching anxiously, but he couldn't help.

The usual son is not like this. What's wrong? Don't you want to go to college?

No matter what, you should give the interviewer (coach) a good impression!

He is a big man who can speak well.

I'm scared to death. I feel more and more unenlightened.

"Come here and give him a test."

Xie Zhenghe curled his lips and said, "Old Li, you have such a bad eye. How can it be that your height is only 1.84 meters? Let me measure you again."

Soon, Xie Zhenghe's assistant coach took Lin Shaojie to the nearby office to do a basic physical data test. After a while, Lin Shaojie's basic data and the relevant information filled in by Lin's father were sent over.

"Lin Shaojie, male, from Dongtong County, Jiangbei City, is 1.88 meters tall, weighs 75, and has a wingspan of 2.08 meters... His score in the college entrance examination is 0xx, which is almost 50 points lower than our undergraduate standard. He is not good at cultural courses.

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Although Xie Zhenghe said he was dissatisfied, in fact he was extremely satisfied.

"Oh, your wingspan is 20 centimeters longer than your height. This static talent is great. If your brain can keep up, it's more than enough for organizing!

But if a sports student can get this score, his IQ should be pretty good!"

How could the uninformed father Lin know this? He just looked at Xie Zhenghe and suddenly frowned, and said something about the cultural class results. He thought that a prestigious school like Jiangnan University, even for special sports admissions, would also depend on the cultural class results, and he felt even more panicked.

After completing the basic physical test, Lin Shaojie walked out of the room and stood in front of Xie Zhenghe like a mummy. The latter couldn't help but frown.

At this time, Lin Shaojie fell in Xie Zhenghe's eyes and always felt that he didn't look very smart.

"Isn't this kid a little stupid?"

Xie Zhenghe didn't say this. After all, his father was here and he had to worry about his feelings.

There are indeed some weird talents in basketball, and they are much better than Lin Shaojie, but don't think that you don't need your brain when playing basketball. There are so many sets of tactical charts that you have to memorize, otherwise you will have talent but no realization.

"Test a round-trip layup and a three-point shooting test."

Father Lin on the side heard that it was basically the same basic test done yesterday, and he instantly felt relieved.

Just don't talk about your academic performance.

But when I look at my stupid son again, I don’t know what’s wrong. Ever since he entered Jiangnan University, this kid seems to have lost his soul.

"Boy, catch the ball!"

The assistant coach who was serving the ball suddenly shouted, and the basketball in his hand flew out quickly. Lin Shaojie, who was still a little dazed, suddenly reacted.

turn head;

raise your hand;

Then grab the ball with one hand.

From lowering his head to turning his head, and then looking at the basketball spinning in the air, although it was very fast, in Lin Shaojie's eyes, it was like playing in slow motion.

The slightly peeling basketball has obviously been used for a period of time. You can't even see the logo on a standard-sized basketball of more than 20 centimeters. The size, flight speed, and landing point are all clear and clear.

All the information received in front of you is collected, organized and quickly fed back to all parts of the body through the brain.

All Lin Shaojie had to do was to stand there, stretch out his fingers, wait for the "prey" to hit the ball in the air, and then... pinch it hard.

The movements were natural and relaxed, and the slow basketball was just in the air, and was caught by Lin Shaojie, who had regained his composure, with one hand.

The basketball court, which was still busy for training, suddenly became quiet.

Today, a point guard was added for testing, and none of the "active" guards present were happy. There are only so many official spots, and one more person means one more competitor.

Besides, doesn’t adding a point guard mean that Coach Xie is dissatisfied with the current point guard?

I couldn't see clearly from a distance, but I just felt that Lin Shaojie looked like a fool. Everyone thought it was just a formality, but they didn't expect that the movement of catching the ball was clean and neat, giving people a feeling that "everything is under control"

I can do it” feeling.

Obvious talent.

This is the most taboo thing for everyone.

Some people play without thinking, but they can get into the professional arena just by relying on talent;

Some people are extremely diligent, but their talents are limited and they cannot even serve as substitutes. They can only kill everyone on the field.