Strong Offense and Defense

It ’s over, so abstract ... Unable to understand ...

"Send your elbows naturally forward and upward. Also, don't put your palm against the ball! The real force is your thumb, forefinger and middle finger." Reese looked at Nie Chuan's eyes and caught Nie Chuan Full attention.

"Uh-huh!" Nie Chuan nodded.

"Watch what I do after I take off."

Ewing jumped up, his legs were very strong, the air posture was very beautiful and harmonious, and the moment the ball was sent out, Nie Chuan knew that the ball would go.

"see it?"

"See!" Nie Chuan nodded forcefully.

"After throwing a ball, your arms should naturally straighten up, and the target of your fingertips is the basket you are aiming at."

"Ok."

"You try it." Ewing threw the ball to Nie Chuan.

Nie Chuan was inexplicably nervous. He posed in preparation, as Ewing taught.

"Well, it's standard, pay attention to your strength, Nie Chuan."

Nie Chuan jumped up and sent the ball out. The line of the ball was smoother than any previous time of Nie Chuan, but unfortunately he hit the basket.

"It's okay! It's okay! The air gesture just now is pretty good!" Carlo came to comfort him.

Ewing stomped his feet and pushed Carlo's face to push him away: "It doesn't help to look good in the air. Ellen, remember what I told you? Pay attention to the way you work. Especially your arms . "

"I ... can't understand the way you put your effort." Nie Chuan can only confess.

He waited for Ewing to scold himself, but Ewing didn't. He patted Nie Chuan: "I did the same before, no matter how many times the coach taught me, my body can't understand it. But Nie Chuan, if you succeed one time, you must remember that feeling. Wait until your With your body in mind, you can shoot as you want. "

"Ok."

Ewing's very considerate attitude once again refreshed his value in Nie Chuan's heart.

Today's exercise ends half an hour before dinner. The four of them met with Zhou Bin at an Asian restaurant and had a hearty Chinese meal.

Nie Chuan was surprised to find that Carlo, who had been struggling to poke the meatballs with chopsticks and then repeatedly missed, was really funny. Ewing is a big stomach king. He can eat three bowls of fried rice and one bowl of fried noodles, and then complains that the spoon given by the restaurant is too small for child feeding. As for Montenegro, although he spoke very little, he was indeed a very careful person. For example, he had long expected that Carlow would poke the meatballs on himself, and reminded him to put a napkin on his leg in advance. Reached out and pushed Ewing's plate back to the table.

"I think they will make you very happy." Zhou Bin said with a smile.

"... seems like ..."

Carlo looked up dissatisfied: "Alan and Bin, you are not allowed to speak Chinese in front of us!"

"why?"

Ewing poked his lips and answered, "Because this stupid man is worried that you say he is stupid in Chinese."

Nie Chuan and Zhou Bin couldn't help laughing.

After dinner, Ewing pulled Montenegro for self-study, and Carlo also said he had to prepare for tomorrow's class. Although they are all from the dk college basketball team, their most important status is still college students. If the course performance is too bad, there is no way to participate in the basketball league.

"How about you? Nie Chuan, do you want to go back to the dormitory to play games or read a book in the library?" Zhou Bin said with a smile, "I'm going to accompany my girlfriend."

"You jealous guy!"

"I'm very angry! In order to see who you are dealing with, I specifically gave up the opportunity to be with my girlfriend to accompany you. I saw Carlo and they are nice, I can finally give you away It's theirs! "Zhou Bin's sullen expression" My son has finally grown up ".

What a ghost!

Nie Chuan did not go to the library or return to the dormitory, but returned to the school's public basketball court with a basketball.

Not many people are still playing at this time, and Nie Chuan can practice with peace of mind.

He shot over and over the way Ewing taught himself, and in most cases, the ball just hit the basket.

"The way you work, the way you work ..."

Nie Chuan constantly emphasized that Ewing finally spoke to himself well, but he still couldn't really understand.

Unconsciously, it was already past nine in the evening, and Zhou Bin estimated that it was time for self-study.

Nie Chuan also felt tired at this time. He shook his arms and came to the side of his backpack for basketball, only to find that his mineral water had been consumed.

He sighed in annoyance and tried so many times himself. Although there were occasional hits, Nie Chuan couldn't find the shooting touch that his body could remember.

"Mineral water or chocolate?"

The faint sound blended with the icy lights of the basketball court.

Nie Chuan turned to his side and saw a tall figure walking forward with his bag on his shoulders.

The other side was facing the light, and Nie Chuan couldn't see his face clearly, but just from the walking position, he could determine who the other side was.

"Reese?"

When Reese's figure completely appeared under the light, Nie Chuan could not help but hold back.

Today, Reese wore a striped shirt, a thin sweater and cardigan jacket, and his lower body was washed to white jeans. It seemed to have an elegant temperament, and he was indeed a talent in mathematics.

Those super long legs let Nie Chuan, envious and jealous, look away: "I want them all, do you have them?"

Reese stood not far from Nie Chuan, threw a bottle of mineral water, and Nie Chuan steadily caught it.

When Nie Chuan was proud of receiving a "pass" from Reese, a piece of chocolate hit his head.

"Ouch! Can you say something before throwing it over?" Nie Chuan was very dissatisfied, but he knew his dissatisfaction meant nothing to Reese.

"If you can't handle it, don't eat it."

Look, sure enough.

"Your shooting posture is okay, but the arc of the basketball shot and the way you move your fingers need attention. In addition, shoulders are important."

Reese took Nie Chuan's basketball. He almost jumped up and shot with almost no prepared posture, and he was stunned.

Under the bright light, only Reese vacated.

His stagnation time is longer than the average person, which also makes his shooting position slower than Ewing.

Nie Chuan looked at the angle formed by Reese's wrist with the ball, and at that moment, Nie Chuan seemed to hear the sound of friction between basketball and air, then fell into the center of the basket and entered easily.

"And rhythm. Every shooter has his own rhythm."

"Um." Nie Chuan nodded.

Reese came to Nie Chuan and said to him, "Stand on the chair."

Although Nie Chuan didn't know what to do, he did.

Reese was on one knee and half-knelt in front of Nie Chuan. At that moment, Nie Chuan's careful liver was coming out of his throat.

This ... How does this look like a marriage proposal in the movie!

"Step on it. You just have to keep your balance and don't push hard."

Nie Chuan was dumbfounded that Reese even told him to step on him? Where does he dare?

"Ah ... my soles are dirty."

"It's ok."

"I ... I'm heavy, you can't support me ..."

Reese raised his eyebrows at Nie Chuan, and in his eyes was the familiar coolness of Nie Chuan.

The phrase "You can't support me" seems to be contemptuous of Reese.

But even if Reese was so strong, couldn't he support him with both hands?

"Come up." Reese's voice dropped an octave.

Nie Chuan thought that if he continued to refuse, he didn't know whether he would be stabbed, so he stepped on it fatefully.

When he stepped on Reese with his left foot, he didn't dare to force it until Reese's cold voice sounded again: "Hurry up!"

Nie Chuan stomped both feet up, and the palm of his foot suddenly lifted him up. Nie Chuan felt a force passing from the sole of his foot to his knee, followed by his waist. The spine reached his head, the whole person was empty, but he was not prepared at all, and lost his balance when he fell.

At that moment, a pair of hands violently supported his back waist, and then hugged him firmly.

When Nie Chuan responded, his eyes turned into Reese's eyes. They were too close, and Nie Chuan could clearly feel Reese's warm breath.

The heart suddenly rushed out of the clouds, but the process of falling was so long.

Reese's arms were wrapped around Nie Chuan's waist, and he was embraced in this way, even if Nie Chuan had never experienced it before.

Nie Chuan wanted to stand up, but he found that his toes could not reach the ground.

"I ... you can let me down ..."

Reese released his arm, and Nie Chuan finally landed.

"Do you remember the transmission of power at that moment? If you don't remember, close your eyes now and remember."

Nie Chuan swallowed, and he finally understood Reese's intention.

He closed his eyes and thought about how he felt lifted.

"Nie Chuan, the point is not to be held up by me, but how my strength reaches your spine and even imagine how it affects your arms."

Reese squatted down, and when his palm touched Nie Chuan's calf, Nie Chuan's breathing was choked.

"Strength starts with your calf muscles. This is the most important start. Pressing the ground. This is‘ one ’.”

Reese's fingers ran along Nie Chuan's hind knees along his thigh, and the blood of Nie Chuan's whole body poured into the place where he touched Reese's fingertips.