(A mysterious master appeared in this chapter. You can guess who he is. Please collect it at the same time!)

Summer is about to pass, and the irritating heat will gradually be replaced by coolness. However, the enthusiasm for American people for basketball is just about to begin to heat up.

Starting from October, the high school basketball leagues, the American college basketball leagues, and the NBA games will all open. Among them, the NBA preseason will be the first to start in various divisions. The California High School Basketball League will also start before the NBA main game begins, and the war will be set off.

At night, the Grand Nate BBQ restaurant on Forsson Road in San Francisco still had a few lights on, but the closing sign was already on at the door.

"Hey, Gan, how does it feel to train in high school?"

"It's harder than I thought. I didn't expect that Coach Bellman is so strict and the training volume is very large. And his swear words almost make me spray all the poisons."

"Hahaha, Bellman and I met very early. He loves basketball as much as me, but unfortunately his talent is far less than mine. So he continued his basketball dream to the coaching table, but he never got a chance to prove himself. Palo Alto High School has been tepid."

"So you recommended me to him, hope I can help him?"

"Haha, it seems that you are really confident now? Yes, you are really talented, and you are still growing taller, already 6 feet 7 (2 meters 01), it's amazing speed, as fast as your progress. However, I still hope that Bellman can help you, because it's hard for me to improve you anymore. What you need more is a person who systematically helps you build a foundation. Bellman is a very good candidate."

"Thank you so much for Mr. Thurmond. After I trained in high school, I realized that I still have a lot to learn, from small steps to large tactical choices. I am dreaming about the content of training now."

"Learning is an endless process. Even if you enter the NBA one day, you will find that every morning you wake up and you still have a lot to learn and improve. Otherwise, you will not be able to survive in this league."

"You are right, I will keep every word you say in my heart."

The two people talking were naturally Mr. Nate Thurmond, the owner of Gan Guoyang and barbecue restaurant.

Gan Guoyang and Gan Guohui returned to the Gan Family Restaurant in San Francisco this weekend. Gan Guoyang had a delicious meal of the dish made by his father. Then in the evening, with Gan Guohui and Chen Xing, he went to the cinema to watch Spielberg's new movie "Raiders of the Lost Ark".

This movie later won multiple Oscars in 1982 and is a classic movie. Of course, Gan Guoyang has watched it, but he can't say, "I've watched this movie on the computer long ago", so he can only go to the cinema to watch it again.

After watching the movie, Gan Guohui was pressured by his mother Qian Hui and went home to do his homework, so Chen Xing naturally went back. The three of them made an appointment to go to the Oakland Stadium tomorrow and Sunday to watch the preseason of the Golden State Warriors and the San Diego Speedboat.

Gan Guoyang went to the Big Nate Barbecue on Forsson Road alone, visited Mr. Natethurmond, and had the above conversation.

"Go back and bring your basketball. Remember, never stop moving forward."

Gan Guoyang left the barbecue restaurant with his basketball and the teachings of his predecessors. As Thurmond said, he never stopped. Now no matter where he goes, even if he goes out to watch a movie, he will have to dribble along the way with his basketball.

In more than a month of training, his performance has become more and more outstanding and mature. His fierceness at the basket has exceeded the level that ordinary high school players can withstand. The key is that his movements are very clean, with no signs of small moves or fouls.

On the defensive end, he has an extraordinary sense of rebounding and an almost greedy desire to grab rebounds. When he exists, the backcourt rebounding is almost no problem to worry about.

On the offensive end, his offensive skills at the basket need to be further crafted, but his soft touch and excellent mid-range shooting were considered a powerful tool by Coach Bellman, which can greatly enrich the team's offensive tactics.

As a high school player, Gan Guoyang lacks the most. The experience in the game is that there is no way to teach it. The other is the understanding of tactics, which is based on the previous question. Both of these require time to accumulate.

Gan Guoyang was carrying the ball and walking on the streets of San Francisco, thinking about the team's tactical running position in his mind. This thing is really difficult for him. After all, playing on the court is completely different from playing games with a God's perspective.

He already knew that he should have obtained the talent created by NBAlive 2004 game personnel, but he only needed continuous practice and learning to develop it. However, there is no "basketball IQ" in the NBAlive player ability information!

So he knew that if he could only learn these things with his own brain, he would not be able to use his golden fingers.

Just dribbling all the way, thinking about it, Gan Guoyang walked to Union Square unknowingly.

This is the most initial place in Gan Guoyang’s basketball dream. That bullfight not only gave him the confidence to choose basketball, but also gave him two very, very good friends.

Thinking of the time when the three of them fought here, Gan Guoyang couldn't help but walk towards the small basketball court.

Gan Guoyang thought he hadn't been here for a while. Since his level improved a lot, it seemed that this small venue could no longer accommodate him.

He held the ball and stood under the basket again. With the lights on the roadside, he looked up at the basket that was once out of reach in his heart.

He jumped up gently and poured the ball into the basket without running aid.

Now is the time for him to conquer the basket.

Gan Guoyang took the ball and started shooting practice on the small court. He is no longer a soft ball who can only shoot, but he knows that it is not enough to only shoot, but it is absolutely impossible to not be able to shoot.

As a center, turning over jump shot is almost a must-have skill unless you just want to be a blue-collar worker who can defend with peace of mind. In fact, any blue-collar worker in the NBA is a star that is highly anticipated in high school.

Gan Guoyang imagined that behind him was the tall and young Nate Thurmond, who wanted to avoid his bounce and long arms and ended him with a turnover jump shot.

However, the more he thought about Gan Guoyang, the more he felt that it was unlikely. No matter what fake moves he used, he felt that Thurmond was everywhere. When he turned around and jumped up to shoot, he felt like a big hand was covering his ball and could not avoid it anyway.

Gan Guoyang kept dribbling, pretending to move, turning over, jumping, and shooting, and almost every ball could be made, but he still felt that Thurmond was following him.

"No, it's still too slow. You can't escape Mr. Thurmond's claws..." Gan Guoyang had too high requirements for himself. He never thought how many people could escape Thurmond's big hand in the NBA?

"Hey, friend! Your jump shot is good!"

At this time, the voice of the speech from the lights on the side of the road should be speaking to Gan Guoyang. Gan Guoyang turned around and looked in the direction where the sound came, and found that a long shadow was getting shorter and shorter under the street lights, and someone was approaching.

"Hello, young man. Your shooting is really good. Are you a high school student?" The one who walked over was a black man who was about the same as Gan Guoyang. He had a square face, thick lips, and a mustache above his lips, looking solemn and majestic.

He looked very stylish in the current popular beige plaid suit and brown bell-bottom trousers, as well as a pair of shiny black leather shoes.

"Hello sir, thank you for your compliment. But I still think my speed is not fast enough." Gan Guoyang said to him. He was telling the truth. He really felt that he should be too slow, although he was already faster according to his high school level.

"Oh, you want to be faster? Just like Bruce Lee! Are you from China?" asked the stranger again.

“Yes, I’m from China and now I’m attending Palo Alto High School.”

"I have never heard of what kind of high school this is...but I rarely see Chinese people as good as you in playing basketball. I thought they only know how to cook and kung fu."

"No, we like playing basketball too."

"Hahaha, yes, you're a very good basketball player, your turnover skills are pretty good, but... it's really a bit slow, so I want to go up and kick your ass."

"Thank you for your encouragement. If you kick my ass and make me spin faster like a donkey, I would rather take off my pants and let you kick a hundred times."

"Hahaha, what a funny guy. Well, to prevent me from kicking your ass, let me teach you two tricks."

Gan Guoyang thought this person was just bored and teasing him a few words, but he didn't expect that he would actually teach him two moves in person!

He took off his coat and put it aside, wearing only one shirt. Then he took the ball from Gan Guoyang and began dribbling on the outside.

"Hey, come here to guard me, come here and do your best." He dribbles very skilledly, and with his height, he seems to be a guy who often plays ball.

However, Gan Guoyang is not Wu Xia Ameng. After more than three months of training, he is already a professional basketball player. It will be difficult for ordinary people to even take action when facing his defense.

Gan Guoyang looked at the national face wearing leather shoes and bell-bottomed pants, lowered his center of gravity and made a defensive posture.

"Very good, pretty perfect defensive posture. I'm coming!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the national face broke through from the right side with one step. However, probably because he was wearing leather shoes, his speed was not particularly fast.

Gan Guoyang quickly followed and pressed against him tightly. At the same time, he also took out his ball with his left hand.

The face of the Chinese character turned around and came to the back, and stuck Gan Guoyang with his butt. Gan Guoyang was not outdone, and he was not willing to stick to his lower plate and did not give him too much space.

"Hey, your top skills are really good!" He didn't forget to praise Gan Guoyang for his Chinese face.

And just as he was speaking, the Chinese-shaped face suddenly turned right, and while turning around, he had already jumped into the air, took the shot, and the ball entered!

At this time, Gan Guoyang was still moving in place and watched the Chinese-shaped face throw the ball into the basket.

"Yes! A beautiful goal! Have you seen it? This is the real jump shot." Looking at Gan Guoyang with a hint of pride.

"It's really fast...how did you do it?"

"I can teach you, but whether you can learn it depends on your own."

When Gan Guoyang heard the national character face, he was willing to teach himself, and immediately became energetic. Now he does not give up any opportunity to study.

"You have to know that when you turn around and shoot, you have to have a complete fulcrum, then look at the basket, then jump up and shoot. You do the same, and it's very good. But, like you, and many people do it, it's too slow!"

"First of all, you all use your toes to make the fulcrum rotation, and I use my heels to turn. You can try it. If you raise your toes a little and use your heels as the fulcrum, I dare to assure you that you will turn faster."

"Second, when I turn around, I won't turn my face to the defender, I will jump up immediately. That is to say, when you turn around, you will start jumping! Instead of turning over and looking at the ugly face of the person behind you, then jumping, aren't you afraid that you can't jump up?"

"Finally, you need to have a very fast shot speed, and throw the damn ball out and into the basket when the opponent reacts and reaches your ball. OK, that's all, do you understand?"

The Chinese face said a lot in one breath. Gan Guoyang probably understood, one, use his heel as a rotation fulcrum, two, prepare to take off when turning, three, and take a faster attack speed.

"No problem, I think I can try it." Gan Guoyang thought for a while and said.

"Oh my god, you guy is so confident. I want to see how you made a jump shot. I'll be on defense."

The face of the Chinese character is obviously disdainful of Gan Guoyang's confidence, so he threw the ball to him and asked him to try it out.

Gan Guoyang got the ball and looked at the national face standing there with a loose and sloppy face. This guy obviously didn't take himself to heart.

Gan Guoyang used the national face to transport the ball a few times on the periphery, and also broke through from the right with one step.

"It's not bad, it's just a little slower!" The national face followed Gan Guoyang's footsteps, but he didn't stick it up.

At this time, Gan Guoyang also turned back and leaned back, and found that the other party was very strong, but did not exert force.

So he used the heel of his right foot as the fulcrum and quickly turned to the right. While turning around, he was already bent his knees and ready to jump.

The moment he turned around, he did not observe the defense of the Chinese face, but suddenly started to bounce, jumped into the air, bent his arms, and took action.

The ball enters!

Gan Guoyang's entire action process was completed in one go, almost a replay of the movement of the national face just now - although the national face was wearing leather shoes.

After the ball entered, the mouth of the national character face also became the national character.

"Wow, my god, you actually threw the ball in, and used my turnover jump shot just now? This... is so fucking incredible. Are you reincarnated by Bruce Lee? Oh, no." Obviously, the face of the national character is a bit disordered.

"No, I'm not Bruce Lee's reincarnation. I can do this because you taught me well, thank you."

"No, no, no, no, I didn't teach you anything. I've talked to people about this method, but there are not many guys who have learned it. Unexpectedly, you kid... really surprised me. What's your name?" asked Gan Guoyang's name with a face with a Chinese font.

"Sunny?Gump." Gan Guoyang said the name he used in the school team.

"Sunny stupid? What a cool name. Your dad must be very cool. But I don't think you are a stupid guy."

"Thank you, I didn't expect to meet you today. I'm so lucky to learn this technique!"

"I think this is God's arrangement. I never thought I would meet such a talented young man here, and I feel very happy."

"What's your name? Can you learn from you in the future?"

"Oh my God, it seems you really don't know anything. You will definitely know me in the future, maybe tomorrow. Of course, I hope to meet you in the future. Goodbye, sunny idiot."

The national face left a strange thing, and left with her clothes.
Chapter completed!