The intern taught a top-performing class, and the parents wanted to change the homeroom teacher.

Basketball court.

After the school team members finished warming up, Coach Hong Qiao had already placed obstacle cones nearby.

"Come here, let's practice dribbling."

The players took the ball and walked off one by one to begin today's training.

Lu Qian arrived at the basketball court and immediately spotted the tallest player, Feng Zhiqiang.

Hong Qiao was somewhat surprised to see Lu Qian and came over to greet him.

"Teacher Lu, are you here to see Daqiang?"

"Hmm, let me see how his training is going."

Lu Qian glanced around and found that dribbling training was nothing more than dribbling through obstacles, one-on-one dribbling offense and defense, and feinting cuts. He practiced these repeatedly until they became second nature to his body.

"By the way, Teacher Lu, why don't you teach me a few moves? Your skills are much better than mine!" Hong Qiao suddenly said.

Lu Qian felt a little embarrassed. He was still thinking about how to bring it up when Hong Qiao had already taken the initiative to invite him.

"Okay, we need a zone defense demonstration for dribbling anyway, so I'll be Coach Hong's assistant. We can demonstrate together so they can see it more clearly," Lu Qian said.

Hong Qiao let out a soft breath, looking at Lu Qian with some surprise in his eyes.

Emma, ​​be my assistant.

This kid is so young, yet he speaks in such a pleasant way.

It has to be said, he really enjoyed it.

Hongqiao blew a whistle to gather everyone together.

"I found a pro to demonstrate the zone defense for you guys, watch it closely."

Feng Zhiqiang, who was at the front of the line, was so excited that he almost shouted out: That's my homeroom teacher! My homeroom teacher!

With a thought, Lu Qian activated the new card [Teaching by Example].

In an instant, a wide-area buff resembling an overturned bowl appeared.

He wasn't a stingy person; teaching one person like Feng Zhiqiang was the same as teaching a group of team members.

He would be happy to see progress in both areas.

Just focus your attention on Feng Zhiqiang; as for the others, we'll see how they understand him.

Hong Qiao passed the ball to Lu Qian, and the two immediately began their offensive demonstration, continuously explaining the key points.

Feng Zhiqiang stared intently, his eyes wide open.

After the demonstration, we began free dribbling practice.

Lu Qian stopped acting and directly brought up Feng Zhiqiang.

"Your hand is too low. Move it a little higher for a wider defensive range."

"Yes, very good. For dribbling defense, if you're quick, you can try to steal the ball."

"...When dribbling on tiptoe, the form must be correct; otherwise, the training effect will be halved."

"Remember, it's the person dribbling the ball; maintaining balance is very important."

"..."

Lu Qian taught very carefully, pointing out even the slightest flaw and making us practice again.

Sometimes she would directly pinch his arm to let him feel the force and angle of the posture.

With the added benefit of being taught by example, Feng Zhiqiang learned very quickly.

Once the brain remembers, the body quickly follows suit, and once the mistake is pointed out, it won't be repeated.

Gradually, other team members gathered around and began to imitate them.

Hongqiao watched with his eyes shining.

This teacher, Ms. Lu, has a sharp eye; she pointed out several minor mistakes and her demonstrations were also very accurate.

Could it be that he used to play professionally?

How did I end up teaching math?

Daqiang understands very quickly too!

He doesn't need repeated instruction; he's much more focused than the other guys in the team.

It's a pity he teaches math, otherwise I would have tricked him into becoming a basketball coach.

Hongqiao sighed and started practicing along with him. Who doesn't like to improve?

……

The guidance was completed half an hour later.

"Okay, that's enough for today. You won't be able to practice more than that. Practice these movements a lot, repeatedly, until ball control becomes second nature to you," Lu Qian said.

Feng Zhiqiang nodded emphatically, "Teacher, I understand!"

Lu Qian nodded with satisfaction, then turned to look at Hong Qiao.

"Coach Hong, I'll head back now."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Teacher Lu."

Watching Lu Qian's departing figure, the team members began to discuss among themselves.

"Daqiang, is this your PE teacher? He's really good at basketball!"

Feng Zhiqiang said with pride, "He's not the PE teacher, he's my homeroom teacher, and he teaches us math."

"Awesome! They're really good to you, even coming to teach you how to play personally!"

The team members looked on with envy.

"Alright, keep practicing!" Hong Qiao whistled.

Feng Zhiqiang immediately focused and began practicing repeatedly according to the movements taught by Lu Qian.

……

After leaving the basketball court, Lu Qian sent a message to Geng Zeqin.

After waiting for a while, there was no reply from the other party.

Lu Qian arrived at the playground, looked around, locked onto a spot, bought two bottles of Wahaha mineral water from the supermarket, and strolled over there leisurely.

"Bang!"

The shuttlecock was constantly being hit in the air.

Geng Zeqin is playing badminton with the students in this physical education class.

The opponent hit the shuttlecock far away, and he was too lazy to lean back and catch it. He turned his head and saw that the shuttlecock had landed directly in Lu Qian's hand.

Geng Zeqin was somewhat surprised. "Oh, what a rare guest! What brings you here? Didn't you go check on the self-study?"

As he spoke, he handed the racket to another student, "You guys play first, I'll chat with this teacher for a while."

The two walked to the side.

Lu Qian handed over the bottled water, saying, "I need your help with something."

"Finally thought it through and decided to take my PE class?" Geng Zeqin raised an eyebrow, took the water and gulped down a mouthful. "No problem. Whether it's a cold or a fever, I can get sick anytime. You write the report, I'll approve it."

Lu Qian smirked. "Who wants your PE class? I still need to go. If you take my PE class, who's going to play basketball with me? You want to play with me?"

"I'm not playing. Badminton is much more fun." Geng Zeqin's face was full of resistance.

It's not that he can't play basketball, it's that he can't beat them.

Geng Zeqin taught a total of six second-year high school classes. Usually, he would start class by having the students run two laps to warm up before dismissing them.

The rest of the time I either play badminton or go straight back to the office when get out of class is almost over.

"So what exactly happened?" Geng Zeqin asked curiously.

"I have a student in my class who's quite talented in triple jump. I'd like you to mentor him and help him pursue a career as a sports student," Lu Qian said.

Geng Zeqin was a first-class triple jumper who failed to qualify for the Master of Sports title. It is said that there was a headwind at the time, and he was just a little short in the distance, which was a pity.

Although Geng Zeqin hates troublesome things, once a matter is handed to him, he will never be ambiguous about it!

I also have experience training younger students at university.

Lu Qian felt reassured entrusting Yang Shun to him.

"Okay, how far do you jump now?" Geng Zeqin asked casually, putting water on his forehead to cool it down.

"I was teaching him to jump for the first time just now. He stepped on the line once and jumped about 14 meters," Lu Qian said.

Geng Zeqin paused, then suddenly looked up in surprise.

"How many?!"

"One step on the line is 14 meters."

"Your first time jumping?!"

"My first jump."

"Quickly bring this boy to see me!" Geng Zeqin gripped Lu Qian's shoulder, his face filled with excitement. "This boy is destined for me!"

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