The good news is that there were still ten minutes left for the students to do whatever they wanted.
Zhao Yi and his basketball classmate Li Renzhe, along with so others, found a hoop to shoot so hoops.
Li Renzhe seed very professional, dribbling, running, and taking three steps up, but ultimately he couldn’t score. At least his movents were standard, and even sowhat impressive.
Zhao Yi observed quietly from the side, and noticed that when girls walked by, Li Renzhe’s movents beca more unrestrained, seemingly filled with a desire to show off.
"This guy is such a show-off!"
"He’s been shooting for so long, and he still doesn’t score..." Zhao Yi found it funny to watch; Li Renzhe executed a beautiful three-step layup, but the ball hit the rim and flew out.
This...
Zhao Yi held back his laughter and shot quietly. His moves were not particularly cool, let alone unrestrained, and even his movents were far from standard.
But he could score!
Three points!
One, two, three, four...
At first, no one noticed. But after a while, the classmates nearby realized that Zhao Yi was scoring with every three-pointer.
"Zhao Yi, are you a pro?"
"Can you miss one? There’s not even one that hit the rim. Too fake!"
"How do you do it?"
Zhao Yi just, smiled, not taking it seriously, "I practice a lot in my spare ti; I like to shoot so hoops when I’m free."
Xu ngyan ca over with a basketball, her face full of enthusiasm, and asked, "Zhao Yi, can you teach how to shoot?"
Two other girls followed her and giggled.
"Huh?"
Zhao Yi felt awkward being stared at so intently by a group of girls, and pointed forcefully at Li Renzhe.
Li Renzhe started showing off again!
He was more than two ters away, looking uninterested, without a trace of any movent.
Xu ngyan looked over, covering her mouth to laugh, not sure what she was thinking.
In fact, Zhao Yi ant to emphasize that the last ti he asked Xu ngyan if she had a boyfriend, it was Li Renzhe who asked on his behalf. Shifting the bla to his roommate was a basic move, especially since Li Renzhe didn’t even say much and only stood on the sidelines, looking cool. He definitely didn’t have the guts to confront her.
Although picking on classmates is wrong, it seems no harm was done to Li Renzhe.
"Maybe Li Renzhe is willing to be misunderstood?"
Xu ngyan changed the subject and still wanted Zhao Yi to teach her how to shoot.
"Alright!"
"Like this, the three-point line is a bit far, so take two steps forward."
"Yes, right here."
Xu ngyan followed Zhao Yi’s instructions, stood still, and made a shooting posture.
Zhao Yi went over and adjusted her arm, telling her to hold still and making so small corrections. After observing for a few seconds, he said, "Give it a try?"
Xu ngyan imdiately shot.
Not even close...
Zhao Yi took a deep breath, knowing the reason, "You didn’t use enough force."
"Like this."
He thought it over and decided that if Xu ngyan shot the ball normally, even with accurate posture adjustnts, her chances of scoring would be low due to poor force control.
"Like this!"
"Hold a big basin!"
"Hold the ball with both hands like this and shoot." Zhao Yi demonstrated the move, and although Xu ngyan seed embarrassed by it, she still picked up the big basin after hesitating for a mont.
With this move, the margin for error was much higher.
"Try again!"
Zhao Yi helped Xu ngyan correct her trajectory. This ti, she applied more force, and the basketball flew up, hit the rim, and went in.
"It’s in!"
"Beautiful!"
Xu ngyan also smiled.
"One more ti."
Next, Zhao Yi helped Xu ngyan correct her shot several tis. Only once did she fail to score, but the rest of the ti, the basketball went through the net.
Although it was just a "big basin" move, it was quite an accomplishnt for a rookie girl.
Xu ngyan showed a happy smile on her face.
Basketball teacher Zhang Hongjun stood nearby, watching Zhao Yi help Xu ngyan correct her moves, feeling slightly confused. He couldn’t help but co over and ask, "How do you make your judgnts?"
Shooting is usually based on experience.
Fixing arm angles sounds unreliable.
Zhao Yi explained, "It’s quite simple. Look at her movents, her left and right hands, and the position of the basketball in her palms and the hoop. Just aim."
"For example..."
He decided to demonstrate himself, standing outside the three-point line, "Look at the distance between and the hoop, and look at my hand holding the basketball. This hand."
"Now it’s at the correct angle."
As Zhao Yi spoke, he glanced at the teacher, spun, jumped, and shot the ball without even looking at the hoop. The basketball drew a beautiful arc in the air and went straight in.
Teacher Zhang was dumbfounded!
As a graduate of a sports university, he had studied basketball professionally in college. He had seen many people with good theoretical knowledge of basketball and many professional basketball players. Indeed, when shooting with improper movents, adjustnts could be made, but adjusting the movents didn’t an aiming at the hoop; the shot still relied on personal feeling.
Now Zhao Yi explained his thod of judging angles, apparently through observation and calculation?
If soone else had said this, he’d have taken it as a joke, but the truth was right in front of him: Zhao Yi had made a shot without even looking at the hoop.
"Could this be the way top students shoot?"
"Only people with high IQs can play like this, while people with low IQs can only watch from the sidelines..."
The tragedy was...
He was the one with the low IQ.
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