Rekindling the dream of becoming a star

Chapter 30 Three-quarter check-in
Chen Fang crossed his legs again, squinted his eyes and watched four rounds, then drew circles on the clipboard with the name of each team member written on it.

The score was still zero to zero. Both teams were newbies and they were obviously very nervous. The excitement caused by nervousness made it difficult to hit the target.

The students in the stands also showed a kind of inertia of calm after the excitement. The noise decreased a lot, and the players' shouts were very clear.

In the next round, Xue Chong caused a foul through a breakthrough and went to the free throw line.

The penalty was good and one was scored, breaking the deadlock.

The game continued, Hu Fei ran into an open space and made a mid-range shot in the bottom corner.

As soon as the ball went in, the stands started buzzing again. The students didn't start booing, but they did start complaining.

Soon, Yang Shan received the ball that Xue Chong was forced to pass and hit a three-pointer at the top of the arc. Fuyuan couldn't hold on anymore, and it should be the coach of Fuyuan who called for a timeout.

Dongsheng 6:0 Fuyuan.

Chen Fang stood up and took out his tactical board.

When the starting players came down and gathered around him to drink water, Chen Fang began to speak.

"Xue Chong, stop standing on the wing waiting for the pass. If you don't move, the person defending you won't move either. How are you going to break through him with two still people?" He was the first to open fire, and Chen Fang pointed out the problem right away.

"Go in, then come out, the person defending you moves, and you just happen to hold the ball. Isn't it easier to break through this way?"

Without waiting for Xue Chong to respond, he looked at Hu Fei again: "Why do you always run to the two bottom corners? Can't you shoot accurately in other places? Use a wider range, get into the crowd, and then come out and there will be open spots, right?"

"Wen Hui, go to the top of the arc and provide flank screen for Yang Shan. Why are you running around? Stay there and draw the other team's inside players out. There are so many people inside, how can Xue Chong break through?"

"Liu Feng, don't stand there all the time. There are a few three-second situations. Go where there are more people and leave the restricted area empty."

"Yang Shan, be more proactive. Don't just stand there and do nothing after passing the ball. Go to both wings and make the strong and weak sides more obvious."

Chen Fang spoke very quickly, drawing on the tactical board as he spoke. Just as he finished giving instructions, the break time was up.

He sat down and a bottle of water was brought to him. It was Yue Gang.

Glancing at him, the latter smiled and said, "Coach Chen was so handsome just now."

"roll."

"okay!"

Zhou Lihai, who was sitting a few seats away, was certain that the shortest man was actually the head coach of the school team. It was a surprising discovery to see that Yue Gang was very obedient.

The game continued, and Chen Fang took a look and felt relieved.

The opposing coach's level was very low, he made almost no adjustments. I guess he just gave it a shot. He seemed to be a political commissar type of coach.

With Chen Fang's guidance, Dongsheng's offense became clear and organized. Wen Hui was at the top of the arc, Liu Feng was at the elbow of the penalty area, Xue Chong and Hu Fei's movements seemed more threatening, and the ball returned to Yang Shan's hands more than once.

As the captain and the core player, Zhang Zhenyun is very clear at this moment that he has to wait for points. If this continues, everyone's mentality will collapse.

He took the ball, dropped his foot, lowered his center of gravity, and changed direction. Zhang Zhenyun shook off Wen Hui and penetrated from the ribs of Dongsheng. Facing Liu Feng who came over, he directly confronted him and made a layup in one step.

beep!
The referee blew the whistle and the ball bounced on the rim a few times and fell in.

"Roar!" Zhang Zhenyun shouted under the basket.

The dull atmosphere in the venue was suddenly ignited, the noise increased tenfold, and it almost broke my eardrums.

Chen Fang had a blank expression on his face, but when No. 8 was shooting free throws, a student shouted "MVP" in a very serious manner, which made him burst into laughter.

This is too funny.

This joyful atmosphere did not last long. Looking back, Xue Chong slipped over from the baseline, received the pass from Wen Hui on the wing, faced the defender who was running towards him, shook off the defender with a quick move, and then immediately jumped up and made a mid-range shot.

Very clean and concise score.

Chen Fang stood up, clapped his hands, and shouted to Xue Chong who ran back: "That's right, that's how you play. Keep it up!"

Xue Chong was beginning to get the idea. The score he had just scored was due to his sparring with Chen Fang and his highly concise moves.

Basketball doesn't have so many deep choices and predictions. What if I pass this one and then what should I do with the next one? This is all very stupid thinking. Just pass the current defender cleanly and quickly first.

The shorter and clearer your thoughts are, the easier it will be for you to score. Things like fake shots and cooking are not suitable for the whole game. If you play like this, you will become more and more useless.

Xue Chong has this problem, but now he is changing.

Zhang Zhenfeng ran out of the open space, caught the ball, and saw Xue Chong coming over. An idea flashed through his mind. He wanted to pass this person and shoot from a closer distance. Unexpectedly, Xue Chong was almost in front of him and suddenly used small steps to cover him.

The two men are of similar height, but Xue Chong is one section wider than him, so Zhang Zhenfeng could only pass the ball back again.

Chen Fang could see clearly from the sidelines that the No. 23 player was too immature. He might not have played many full games and his understanding of basketball was only half-court thinking.

What is half-court thinking? No concept of 24-second offensive time, sticking to the ball, rigid positioning, no awareness of helping defense, attention following the ball, etc., are all common problems of half-court thinking.

If you really want to play basketball well, stay away from half-court style games.

The more you fight, the faster you will be defeated.

Of course, three-on-three competitions that are included in the Olympics are a different matter, because there are many rules that force you to avoid the above problems.

Five minutes after the first quarter, Chen Fang had a general understanding of Fuyuan's strength. He called Xia Wen, He Lang, and Huang Jian to come over, especially He Lang. This man was taciturn, like a transparent person. On the training ground, he rarely spoke and always stood at the back.

"He Lang, the defense of No. 8 is up to you. Don't let him break through. Leave him to the three-point line."

He Lang nodded, showing no intention of speaking at all.

Chen Fang didn't say anything else. He Lang's defense was okay, but his offense was very poor. He was a typical blue-collar worker.

Taking advantage of a dead ball, Chen Fang applied for a substitution, replacing Hu Fei, Wen Hui, and Liu Feng, and letting Xue Chong and Yang Shan take over He Lang, Xia Wen, and Huang Jian.

This lineup is one level lower in terms of offense and defense, but it has no problem dealing with Fuyuan.

As soon as the people came down, Chen Fang grabbed Hu Fei and Wen Hui again.

"Your performance is OK, but not enough. Play with more energy. Wenhui, you need to coordinate at the top of the arc like Captain Yue did. Yang Shan's first pass must go through your hands. You have to decide whether to pass it back or to someone else."

"Think about it yourself and go take a rest."

Chen Fang sat back down and saw Yue Gang looking at him with a strange expression. He couldn't help but ask, "What's that expression?"

"You have seen through all my characteristics?" "Nonsense, that's all I need is eyes." Chen Fang took the opportunity to insult him and turned his attention back to the court.

After Dongsheng made the substitution, the intensity dropped immediately and Fuyuan started to score points. Although it was not sustained, it was at least much better than the beginning.

Dongsheng 12:5 Fuyuan.

Leading by 7 points, very stable.

At a commanding height, a DV camera on a tripod was just able to capture the entire court. A fat student nearby was loyally protecting it, and from time to time he would say, "Student in front, please sit down. You are blocking the camera."

After confirming that it was being recorded, Fatty took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and sent a message on QQ to a person nicknamed "Multi-Eyed Demon": It is being recorded, how do I get paid after the game is over?
Soon the multi-eyed demon replied: Send it to Kate's mobile phone store in the old central square. I will give you the money at the same time. Remember, if you break my DV, you will have to pay for it.

The fat man was startled and guarded the camera like a hen guarding her chicks.

Dozens of miles away, in a shop in the innermost corner of the square in the old city of Nanyang, a fat man with dishevelled hair and dirty face had already replied to many similar messages. He typed and cursed: "Psycho, what kind of competition system is this? They actually unified the competition time, damn!"

Including my own and borrowed ones, I can barely guarantee to record eight games. Except for the six games that must be recorded, the remaining two games are randomly recorded by darts.

In short, after passing the preliminary round, things got much better afterwards.

The fat man held a cigarette in his mouth, frowned, and said to himself: "The compensation for high school video analysis is too low. I really won't take it next year."

"But then again, some of the high school competitions are really exciting, and it would be a shame not to take part."

"Oh, never mind, we'll talk about it later."

Back on the court, at the beginning of the second quarter, Dongsheng was leading Fuyuan 18:8.

They scored 18 points in a single quarter, which is still Dongsheng's third lineup, so everyone's mentality is very relaxed at the moment, and they immediately relaxed on defense.

Zhang Zhenyun of Fuyuan scored four points in a row.

The home stadium was boiling again, and some people began to shout slogans in rhythm.

"Fuyuan, Fuyuan, invincible, Fuyuan Fuyuan, move forward courageously."

"Beep!" Chen Fang called for a pause.

"Yang Shan, Xue Chong, you two go out, the captain and Hu Fei go in!" After arranging the people, Chen Fang immediately started to scold Xue Chong and Yang Shan: "What are you thinking, do you want to save your energy for attacking?"

Chen Fang's words revealed the two's thoughts and warned all the players who had such thoughts. He raised his voice: "The more opponents are like this, the harder you have to play. The harder you play in the beginning, the easier it will be later. Reflect on yourself on the bench."

"Fuyuan has only two strong points, No. 23 and No. 8. Hu Fei, Xia Wen, Yue Gang, He Lang, the four of you should double-team them when you have the chance. First, don't let them receive the ball comfortably, and second, don't allow them to dribble and pass the ball comfortably."

"He Lang, you stand in the restricted area, fill in the gaps wherever there are people missing."

Finally, Chen Fang made a push gesture to the whole team: "Press forward, show some intensity. It's such a noisy home court, quiet it down!"

Continuing the game, Dongsheng's intensity suddenly increased, running, pressing, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as dancing. Fuyuan did not have a good point guard and forced an 8-second violation on the spot.

Dongsheng's possession of the ball was changed. Yue Gang had been holding back for so long and had plenty of energy. He took the ball at the free throw line and made a fake move to pass to the wing. He saw with his peripheral vision that the person most likely to come to assist in defense had already expanded to the wing, so he immediately dribbled towards the penalty area.

His movements were very fast, with one pass, one dribble and one breakthrough. Before the person defending him could react, Yue Gang had already put the ball into the basket.

Zhang Zhenyun took the initiative to go to the baseline to receive the ball. This time, Dongsheng defended a 131 zone defense, allowing Fuyuan to easily pass the half court, but then immediately entered the confrontation stage.

Fuyuan's strengths are the two Zhang brothers. Chen Fang directly seized the weak spot and forced Fuyuan to make two mistakes in succession, allowing Xia Fei to complete the fast break.

In fact, at this point, everyone who knows about football can see clearly that Fuyuan and Dongsheng are not rivals.

In the second quarter, just as Chen Fang was angry and Dongsheng was trying his best, there was a tendency to break Fuyuan. An 8-0 wave forced Fuyuan to call a timeout again.

This time, Chen Fang did not speak. He had a purpose. He was not trying to show off his authority. Instead, he did logistics and handed water to the people who were leaving. Yue Gang took the water and smiled: "Captain Chen's water must be drunk up."

"Come on, please don't be such a wimp. You only got a few points. Can you please not give up on assists?"

"Okay, the coach has spoken, and we must obey his orders."

Compared to Dongsheng's smiling face, Fuyuan's side fell into deathly silence. Apart from the heavy breathing, there was no other sound.

The coach was also worried. He was just a physical education teacher, and to be honest, he didn't even know the formation. But at this time, he had to say something.

"We must play a game of attrition, confrontation, man-to-man defense, and do a good job of defense first."

"Liu Yi, Wu Xuan, you should give more pick-and-rolls to Zhenyun and Zhenyu. Zhenyu, you must have confidence in shooting. It's okay. If we lose, we will bear it together."

Physical education teachers are also teachers, and they have professional qualities in terms of care and comfort.

These words eased the depressed atmosphere of the team. As the captain, Zhang Zhenyun came out to cheer: "This is our home court. We must try our best. This is a knockout match. We have worked hard for a year, and now we have to realize our efforts."

"Come on, Fuyuan!" Cheers rang out from the stands.

"Everyone, go get on the court and shoot." Zhang Zhenyun shouted.

Dongsheng had already started shooting warm-ups, but Chen Fang had no plans to go up. Although he didn't think there would be spies in a game of this level, he still didn't want to be exposed for safety reasons.

"Your name is Chen Fang?" Zhou Lihai took advantage of the fact that everyone else had gone up and only Chen Fang was sitting there, so he sat over and asked.

"Yes, teacher." Chen Fang had no choice but to reply.

"You coach well. I just listened to you. It's very good. Is this a family tradition or did you learn from an old coach?"

Facing Zhou Lihai's question, Chen Fang coughed dryly and stood up: "Teacher, I'm just guessing, I'll go to the court first."

Who cares about spies? Just hide first.

"Hey, come and pass the ball to the coach!" Yue Gang immediately started to make a noise when he saw Chen Fang coming.

Chen Fang passed the ball back: "There are not enough balls to begin with, why give them to me? Stand on both sides and line up in an orderly manner to practice wing shooting."

Pretending to stand in the penalty area and act as a ball boy, the ten minutes or so during the halftime period were quite difficult.

Finally, the referee came back on the court and Chen Fang announced the players for the third quarter: "Yue Gang, Xue Chong, Yang Shan, Hu Fei, Xia Wen."

"Try to clock out after three quarters!" Chen Fang came up with a new term for future Warriors, but it didn't stop everyone from understanding it immediately.

"understand!"

(End of this chapter)