Rekindling the dream of becoming a star

Chapter 4: Fame
"How to play!" Chen Fang asked, standing at the free throw line.

Chang Sheng hesitated for a moment, and thought that changing the serve would be more beneficial to him, so he said: "Three balls, change the serve."

"Okay!" Chen Fang threw the ball directly over.

"Ouch!" Chang Sheng failed to catch the ball and it rolled far away. The students who were watching kicked the ball back.

Holding the ball, Chang Sheng started to hit the ball. After this hit, Chen Fang felt relieved.

With his height and his dribbling speed, it would be very easy to defend him.

Chen Fang took a big step forward. The short guy was fighting the tall guy, which meant he had to push the guy as far away from the penalty area as possible.

When Chang Sheng saw Chen Fang coming, he immediately lowered his center of gravity and half squatted. Chen Fang did not open his hands either, but lowered them vertically, staring at the other person's dribbling hand.

In his previous life, Chen Fang was extremely strong in both offense and defense. Relying on his wingspan and big hands, steals have always been his strength.

Chen Fang has a lot of experience in defense.

Seeing that Chen Fang didn't move, Chang Sheng dribbled the ball between his legs. Seeing that he did it awkwardly, Chen Fang couldn't bear to watch.

Taking a half step back, sometimes showing weakness first is a good strategy so that you can find the flaws faster.

Sure enough, when Chang Sheng saw Chen Fang retreat when he dribbled the ball between his legs, he immediately became proud, dribbled the ball to his right hand, and rushed to the right.

As early as he took a step forward, Chen Fang had already raised his left hand and stabbed straight in the direction of Chang Sheng's right wrist.

When defending against an opponent who is passing by, many people consciously stretch their arms to steal the ball, but nine times out of ten, the call is either blocked or the opponent's hand is hit.

It’s not that your arms are short, sometimes, it’s that you cut in the wrong direction.

Sweeping sideways is definitely wrong. The speed is not enough. Even if you cut the ball, your arm will hit the opponent's chest, causing blockage.

It is also not right to retract your hand and stab towards the opponent's ball holder. The timing is difficult to grasp and the opportunity may only last for a moment.

The most stable method is what Chen Fang is doing now. Keep your arms straight and slightly raised. When the opponent breaks through, immediately take a step sideways and at the same time make a flat sweep upward with your hands. The maximum range of your arms should be horizontal.

Regardless of whether you have cut the basketball or not, pull your arms back immediately with your arms flat to avoid a foul.

This method has fast force and the shortest distance to the ball, and is the most correct defensive action for cutting the ball into the front goal.

If Chang Sheng's breakthrough was not slow, then Chen Fang's shot and cut was as fast as lightning. The students watching the game felt like a blink of an eye, and the big black guy passed the student with gauze wrapped on his head, and the basketball bounced back and was caught by the defender.

"Wow!" There was an exclamation from all around.

"Good steal!" Wang Zhen was the first to applaud.

Chen Fang was not proud. This kind of confrontation was a bit bullying. He looked at Chang Sheng who turned around and said, "It's my turn!"

After saying that, he threw the ball to him and walked outside the three-point line.

Chang Sheng himself didn't know how he lost the ball. He stood dejectedly a little before the free throw line, spread his arms and squatted down.

Even if his skills had not returned, Chen Fang still had a way to score, but it was much easier now that he had them. He started to dribble the ball, and after just a few dribbles, the feeling of controlling the ball immediately came out.

"Huh!" Wang Zhen was surprised and confused.

Going to see Liu Jun, he asked, "When did Chen Fang become so smooth in dribbling?"

"This dribbling is so smooth!" Zhen Xin was also confused.

With a left move in front of his body, he easily shook off half of the defensive body, then Chen Fang took a right step and at the same time released the ball with his usual low hand, which not only prevented the forward cut, but also solved the possibility of a steal from behind.

After a slow three-step layup, Chen Fang looked back to see if anyone was chasing him.

The ball hits the board and goes into the frame.

1: 0.

"Cool!" Wang Zhen and others cheered loudly.

After throwing the ball over, Chang Sheng picked it up without getting discouraged. He waited for Chen Fang to come over and stand still, then started dribbling the ball.

This time he learned his lesson and started to turn sideways.

Facing the back-to-the-basket defense, Chen Fang also had a countermeasure. He first made a threatening move to steal the ball in front of Chang Sheng, forcing the opponent to pull the ball back, and then quickly reached out from the back to cut. Sure enough, the shot hit the target, and his hand touched the ball and left Chang Sheng's right hand.

With one step, he passed Chang Sheng and controlled the ball before Chang Sheng could react.

"Steal another one?" Liu Jun exclaimed.

"With his dribbling skills, I can be replaced!" Zhen Xin snorted.

"Chen Fang seems to be quite powerful." However, Wang Zhen felt that the skills Chen Fang demonstrated did not match what he knew.

Chang Sheng on the court felt something was weird. How could he be robbed again? This guy was such a thief.

Chen Fang, who had the ball, felt that there was no need to waste time on offense. He simply dribbled sideways, creating half a body length between himself and Chang Sheng, and then accelerated to break through. Chang Sheng didn't have time to react at all. When he tried to chase him, he saw Chen Fang rub the ball into the basket.

2: 0.

Opposite the court is a teaching building. At this moment, in the corridor on the third floor, two tall students were leaning on the railing and talking.

"This junior seems pretty good." said the one with the spiky hair style.

"In what aspect?" asked the man with the shaggy haircut.

"It's awareness. His steals are not random. You can tell there is a strategy behind them."

"I think he can dribble the ball well."

"It's a pity that the opponent is too weak, so I can't see more."

"Let's go down and get to know him. If he's good, we can recommend him to Captain Yue."

The two of them went downstairs and walked to the court. They heard many of their classmates cheering, and someone shouted, "Why don't you call daddy!"

Out of curiosity, Yang Shan took Huang Jian to look at the court, only to see the guy they favored standing there with his hands on his hips, pointing at the big black guy and shouting.

"Calling daddy is a bit too much!" Yang Shan couldn't help but think.

But Chen Fang didn't think so. He didn't care at first, but in the last ball, Chang Sheng, who was furious with defeat, played a dirty trick again. When he was making a layup, he pushed him directly. Fortunately, a classmate caught it at the baseline this time. So he got up and didn't care about the 2+1. He went straight to Chang Sheng and asked him to fulfill the bet.

Chang Sheng had a gloomy face and lowered his head, his head buzzing. He wanted to just leave, but he couldn't move his feet. He could only let Chen Fang point at his nose and curse him.

"Classmate, please forgive others when you can. There is no need to be so cruel." Yang Shan couldn't bear it anymore, so he stood up and walked into the stadium.

Chen Fang turned his head and sneered: "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing. We are all classmates. There is no need to insult each other." Yang Shan was very calm. In the team, he had long been accustomed to Xue Chong's rough temper. How many people who play basketball have a good temper?

"You know nothing, go away!" Chen Fang turned around and said to Chang Sheng: "I will never let you go today!"

Wang Zhen and his men also surrounded him. Wang Zhen said, "Why bother talking to him? Just beat him up."

"You are a born bad boy!" Liu Jun was also a little angry and snorted.

"Classmate, you have to reflect on yourself and control your hands." Zhen Xin said with a smile.

"Hey, it's boring for several of you to bully one person." Yang Shan got angry when he saw that no one gave him face.

"I..." Chang Sheng couldn't open his mouth in public, and his face turned red.

"Classmate, let me discuss this with you." Yang Shan couldn't bear it any longer, so he took another step forward and stood in front of Chen Fang.

"I'll play a round with you, just two balls! If you lose, I'll make the call, and if you win, you let him go." After these words came out, Chen Fang and others were stunned, and Chang Sheng also stared at the tall young man in front of him with wide eyes.

"It's Yang Shan. The school team's starting guard Yang Shan!" Someone recognized him and shouted.

Wang Zhen also recognized him at this time. He grabbed Chen Fang who was about to speak and said to Yang Shan, "Why don't you go and fight Bai Ye?"

Bai Ye is the strongest high school student in Nanyang. Almost every teenager who plays basketball has heard of his impressive record.

Yang Shan asked back: "Then why don't you go and pick Bai Ye and fight him?"

"Haha." Faced with the rebuttal, Wang Zhen could only sneer.

"In basketball, whoever is stronger has the final say. If you feel you can't win, you can leave now. Don't talk about something so far away. Just focus on this court and the people here!" Yang Shan said.

"That's right, junior, it's not shameful to admit defeat." Huang Jian next to him said with a smile.

Chen Fang glanced at Yang Shan. Although Yang Shan was still very young at the moment, he was still a good player. However, Chen Fang was not afraid. He said directly: "Okay, let's do as you wish."

Seeing that it was the school's big star Yang Shan who was going to challenge, the number of students gathered around the court increased rapidly. By the time the two men had taken their positions, the entire half of the court had already been surrounded by a circle.

"Can Chen Fang really win?" Liu Jun was a little worried.

"Believe in your brothers!" Although Wang Zhen had no confidence, he replied immediately.

"You serve." Chen Fang threw the ball over.

"Ha!" Yang Shan laughed. He didn't feel offended, but he felt that the sophomore boy in front of him was quite aggressive.

He received the ball with a casual dribble between his legs and over his back, which immediately won cheers from the students watching. As the starting point guard of the school team, Yang Shan's basic ball-handling skills were naturally very good, and he dribbled the ball very naturally and effortlessly.

Chen Fang smiled. He had seen many people who were more agile than Yang Shan. As an expert, he knew the tricks. Even though Yang Shan only dribbled the ball a few times, he could still sharply judge that Yang Shan's left hand was not very good, and his dribbling strength was not enough to make it look easy.

What does it mean to make light of a heavy task? When you watch NBA stars play, you will find that when they dribble the ball, it looks very light and they don't use any strength, but the ball bounces very fast. The time the ball stays on the ground and in the air is extremely short, and most of the time is in the palm of their hand.

That's why. It's because the shaking force of the wrist is used. It seems that no effort is used, but the shaking force of the wrist gives the fingers an acceleration, thereby multiplying the power to the basketball.

In Chen Fang's opinion, if you can't use wrist strength, you are not a qualified point guard.

Because you have to dribble hard, your dribbling trajectory will inevitably be too stiff and inconvenient to change moves.

So when Yang Shan dribbled the ball in front of Chen Fang, he crossed the ball to his left hand, and Chen Fang moved.

Suddenly he took a half step forward, thrust forward with his right hand, caught the ball at the moment it fell, and cut it directly.

"Oh!"

There was a cry of surprise from the sidelines. Chen Fang pressed the ball to the concrete floor with one hand. He raised his head almost to Yang Shan's face. The two maintained this posture for two seconds.

Yang Shan stood up, walked to the free throw line, and gave up the ball.

Huang Jian, who was roaming the field, was stunned for a long time before he could utter, "This kid is really good at stealing!"

Zhen Xin was surprised: "How come Chen Fang is so good at snatching? Did he trigger his hidden talent when he hit his head?"

Looking at the rather unfamiliar Chen Fang, Wang Zhen and Liu Jun were both a little bit unbelievable.

Holding the ball and facing Yang Shan, Chen Fang dribbled slowly but with great force each time. He had not yet completely regained his feel for the ball and could only rely on the skills from his memory. However, Yang Shan had already taken it very seriously and spread his legs as if facing a formidable enemy and lowered his center of gravity.

He is about 185 cm tall, and even with his center of gravity lowered, he is still level with Chen Fang who is half bent over.

Chen Fang approached slowly. His movements were very slow, but in the next second he suddenly passed the ball and shot.

Facing the basket, the hit rate is the highest. As long as the shooting direction is correct, the strength does not need to be so precise.

Chen Fang felt it as soon as he made his move, and he immediately turned around and walked out. The moment he turned around, the whole audience burst into exclamations.

"Fuck, he actually installed it!" Zhen Xin was dumbfounded.

"It's him again, the king of cool!" Wang Zhen immediately regained the sense of familiarity. Regardless of his skills, Chen Fang has always been very strong in momentum!

Huang Jian on the sidelines was even more stunned. He didn't expect that Chen Fang would look back confidently.

Chen Fang didn't laugh. He was always like this on the court, only showing his ferocity and never laughing.

Those who came from the wild baseball fields were all like this, baring their fangs to intimidate their opponents.

What's the point of smiling? It will only weaken your killing intent.

Yang Shan was a little confused. This goal was a long two-point shot. What did it mean that this guy turned around after shooting?
Are you so confident?

Although he knew he was being humiliated, Yang Shan's calm personality actually helped him at this time. He asked a classmate at the side of the court to throw the ball to him. After catching it, he walked out and put it on the side of the road. He said, "It's my turn."

"Okay!" Chen Fang nodded.

Sure enough, Yang Shan's attack became fierce and his dribbling became aggressive. Chen Fang did not rush to interfere. He was waiting for an opportunity. According to his understanding, Yang Shan would never solve the problem by shooting. He would still score by breaking through, because ten years later, his shooting was still very bad.

With a large cross dribble, Yang Shan shook off Chen Fang's half body length and stepped forward diagonally.

Chen Fang half turned around, put his hand on Yang Shan's waist, and followed.

The three steps after a breakthrough is almost a common tactic in a one-on-one duel, and Yang Shan is no exception. He held Chen Fang's body with his ball-protecting hand and clamped the basketball with one hand. As he stepped on the ground with the last step, just as he was about to jump up, he felt his waist was empty, and the ball disappeared.

There was an uproar on the sidelines again. Forty or fifty students watched helplessly as Chen Fang put his hands behind Yang Shan's back, inserted them into his armpits, and poked the ball down.

Yang Shan cried out in surprise and raised his empty hands. After landing, he quickly turned around and saw Chen Fang holding the ball, looking at him quietly.

Also grab the layup?

Wang Zhen felt that Chen Fang had turned into the king-stealing warrior today, like the messenger of time. In his eyes, anyone's movements were half a beat slower.

Otherwise it would be really hard to explain what was happening before my eyes.

"There's something!" Yang Shan couldn't help but praise.

Facing Chen Fang again, Yang Shan restrained his contempt and laziness. He kept a distance of half a meter, staring at the opponent, with one hand forward and the other hand stretched out horizontally. No one could give him the face of the court, so he had to defend it by himself.

Chen Fang held the ball and made a triple threat. This posture did not require too much skill, but understanding was more important. In his previous life, he was a master at making sudden triple threats outside the three-point line. However, at this moment, he was not sure if he could make the shot, but it didn't matter.

Taking advantage of Yang Shan's lack of understanding of him, Chen Fang was confident that he could win this point.

The core essence of the triple threat is to synchronize the swing of the ball and the body.

By shaking the ball and your body, you can shift your opponent's center of gravity and focus your eyes on his feet.

For example, when the back heel leaves the ground, it means that the opponent's center of gravity is lifted up. When the foot is stepped diagonally and slightly sideways, it means that the center of gravity is on the left or right. By making this judgment, you can determine the direction of attack very well.

He made a fake shot and then immediately followed it with a left dive, pulling Yang Shan's center of gravity twice, then he released the ball to the right and threw his body past Yang Shan at such a speed.

"Wow!" The students on the sidelines didn't have time to say anything and could only scream out in surprise.

Chen Fang's dribbling and breaking through was so beautiful that even Huang Jian opened his mouth wide.

A thought flashed through my mind: This kid is so fast!
After catching the bouncing basketball, Chen Fang subconsciously tapped it again. At this time, he was already in the penalty area. He slowed down his pace. It seemed that he was dribbling the ball quickly, but each step was slower than the last. It seemed that he wanted to dribble the ball to the basket and then hit the board.

When he came to the basket and raised the ball, a dark shadow jumped out from the back, but Chen Fang seemed to have a brain behind his head, and the raised basketball shrank back.

Then he looked at Yang Shan, who was still trying to turn his head away in surprise, waved goodbye, and scored the goal easily.

Yang Shan, who had landed on the ground, heard a sentence falling to the bottom of the sea: "You lose."

Chen Fang knew that he had achieved his goal of becoming famous in school.

(End of this chapter)