Chapter 31 New Bank Shot
At this time, He Zhongqiu's cell phone rang, and it was Dayao.

Xia Song saved Dayao Daba's cell phone number, but they had never gotten through.

"Hello, Dayao, hello." He said after the call was connected.

"Hello, Zhongqiu. Um, um, um, are you okay now?"

Yao Ming feels that he can’t change his catchphrase. Last time, he was almost beaten by Cato and others because of the word "that".

"Okay, why do you ask that, Yao?"

"Um, you weren't in the locker room, um, your teammates didn't exclude you, right?"

"No, they are all very nice. I scared that bastard last night, and the others are all smiling at me. They even want to learn Kung Fu from me."

Yao Ming was speechless. Did he really use kung fu to overwhelm the locker room?
He said, "On the 26th of the Mid-Autumn Festival, you will come to Houston for an away game. You know the schedule, right? I will invite you to my house for dinner. My mother's cooking is delicious. You will definitely like it."

"Okay, I'll be there."

……

At 16: on the th, He Zhongqiu practiced the three-body posture for half an hour before going downstairs. He saw an obese woman in her forties preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

Philip was also in the kitchen, helping to prepare orange juice. He quickly introduced: "Zhongqiu, this is Mary, Mexican, Indo-European. Mary, this is..."

"Oh, I know, He! He who broke the backboard!" Mary said excitedly.

"The dog touched you."

He Zhongqiu shook hands with Mary and asked, "Wellington, her...how do you talk about working hours?"

“Working hours.”

Philip replied, then asked, "You're asking what her working hours are, right? Come, read after me..."

Mary smiled innocently and went back to her work.

Mary's working hours are from seven in the morning to five in the afternoon, a total of ten hours, food and accommodation are not included, and her monthly salary is one thousand US dollars.

After eating the breakfast carefully prepared by Mary, he felt it was pretty good. The steak was fried better than Xia Song's. According to his requirements, it was well-done and slightly charred, sprinkled with pepper, cut into small pieces, and served with hot sauce.

He had eaten this kind of steak once in Yanjing a few years ago. That time he extorted two thousand yuan and went to a Western restaurant to eat Western meat.

The waiter asked him how he wanted his fish done, but he didn't know and just said it shouldn't be too well-done. So the waiter deliberately made fun of him because he was such a country bumpkin and served him a portion that was well-done. He vomited after eating only three bites.

Later, he found an opportunity to beat up the waiter and extorted the meal money back.

"Mary, the steak is good." He said to Mary when he came to the kitchen.

"Hey, I'm glad you like it."

Mary was a little worried at first, fearing that He Zhongqiu would not like the breakfast she made, but now she is relieved.

After breakfast, He Zhongqiu and Philip left home and drove to the training base.

Yes, drive, even if the distance is only 300 meters, you have to drive. For a novice, he will want to drive even if the distance is only 30 meters.

When we arrived outside the training base, we saw more than a dozen yellow-skinned reporters, including Zhou Biao and Lin Cheng.

He slowly stepped on the brakes, pulled the handbrake according to the procedure, put the car in neutral, then opened the window and called out, "Zhou Biao, Lin Cheng."

"Oh, Zhongqiu, are you in the car?" Zhou Biao Lincheng then realized that it was He Zhongqiu who was driving, and hurried over.

When other reporters realized what was happening, they rushed forward and their cameras started clicking.

"Who are they?" he asked.

"Some of them just came from China, and some came from Yao Ming's side. You broke the backboard and became famous." Lin Cheng said with a smile.

Zhou Biao said: "On the Mid-Autumn Festival, Channel 27 will broadcast your match against Mosaic on the th, the derby between you and Yao Ming." "Oh."

This is not a surprise. Xia Song had already analyzed it for him. CCTV Sports will broadcast his games sooner or later.

Moreover, he has no family and no desire to return home in glory. As there is no live broadcast in China, he has no intention of doing it.

"Mid-Autumn Festival, there have been a lot of news about you in the country these two days. Some people say that you used to be a scammer, often fighting and injuring people, and were arrested by the police. You have been missing for half a year. Is this true?" asked a reporter.

Although He Zhongqiu was unhappy, he still replied: "I was young and ignorant before, and I did do some ridiculous things. This is no secret. Many people in the Haidian District know that I used to make a living in that area."

Lin Cheng couldn't stand it anymore, and he confronted the reporter directly, angrily saying: "Hey, my friend, Zhongqiu was only a teenager at that time, in junior high school. Is it worth it for you to travel all the way from China to the United States to interview him for such a small matter?"

"Yes, you are interested in these things. Zhongqiu just said that many people in Haidian District know about it. You can go back to Yanjing to interview those people and see what you can come up with." Zhou Biao also started to retort.

The reporter smiled awkwardly and was pushed to the back by several reporters nearby.

When he arrived at the training ground, it was only 8:30 and the training time was 9 o'clock. He was the first to arrive. The other teammates had not arrived yet, and several trainers were making preparations.

When Holmes saw him, he came over with a small paper box and said, "Hey, this is the game highlights of Tim Duncan and the others that you wanted. It's ready."

"Thank you, Home."

After a fifteen-minute warm-up, he started shooting. Holmes Lester arranged a trainer to work with him, helping him pick up the ball and pass it, while also teaching him shooting techniques.

He came to the left waist position and began to practice bank shots.

The system has regulations for practicing shooting techniques, and you cannot be fixed in one position. If you train in a fixed position, your level can be improved, even to level 100, but the system will mark it and only recognize your technical level in that position.

Therefore, his rebounding should not only be practiced at the two waist positions, but also at all positions of close shooting.

According to the trainer, the first thing to master when shooting off the bank is the angle, and the best angle is around the waist, which is forty-five degrees.

In addition to the angle, there is also finding the point and the rotation of the basketball.

He grabbed the basketball in his right hand, jumped more than a foot high with both feet, and threw the ball to the edge of the white basket on the backboard like throwing a locust stone, with the target being the upper left corner of the white basket.

The ball's flight path had almost no arc and almost no rotation, and the shot was extremely fast, much faster than his previous shots, without any aiming movement.

Trainer Tom was stunned. Are you shooting a basketball? Is this a grenade about to explode?
He hardly saw He Zhongqiu's final move clearly. From his feeling, He Zhongqiu's final move was not only the movement of his hands, but also the movement of his arms and shoulders.

In other words, the shot just now was not a standard bank shot, it was an unconventional action, it was really like throwing a grenade, with a throwing action.

"boom!"

The basketball hit the upper left corner of the white basket and bounced off, then hit the right edge of the basket with a clang and bounced to the front right side of the basket.

"The shooting height is sufficient, the shooting speed is fast, the shooting angle deviates by 1 degree, the point of hitting the backboard is basically accurate, and the rebound angle is basically correct, but the shooting force is too great, resulting in a failed shot. The shooting force should be reduced by 15%."

The system error correction immediately appeared in front of He Zhongqiu.

"feasible."

He felt a little happy.

"He, your shot is too fast. Although this can avoid interference from the defender, it will affect the accuracy. Moreover, the action is not standard. You added some messy actions into it." The trainer said at this time.

"I see."

He replied in English after Philip translated.

He did not intend to correct himself. The Locust Stone was a hidden weapon, so it could be used very quickly. In fact, his speed just now was already very slow.

Moreover, he has already reached the state of great success. As long as he continues to practice and adapt, his accuracy will improve and there is no need to change.

(End of this chapter)