NOVEL WEB NBA: Opening breaks record
Chapter 10 Training Tasks
Chapter 10 Training Tasks
Los Angeles, Lakers training facility.
Meng Hua came early, and no one was at work in the arena, but he wanted it so actively last night, of course Vogel would explain the logistics to make sure.
As soon as he entered the training hall, a friendly reminder sounded in his mind.
Some people are like this, they are very kind to you, but they always speak coldly.
[It is detected that the host wants to train, please select the training task. 】
Then came the dense task interface.
[Increase lateral movement speed]
【Increase vertical jump height】
【Improve arm strength】
【Increase absolute speed】
【Improve the ability to stay in the air】
……
He suppressed his excitement, children only do multiple-choice questions, and I want them all.
But since it is a task, it must be done one by one.
After thinking about it, he felt that it is still necessary to strengthen the vertical jump. It has always been his dream to dunk with a 360-degree windmill in the game.
Just about to make a choice, Vogel suddenly thought of him.
"I don't want you to think, I want me to think."
Thinking of the day he beat the Celtics, James once said he was the MVP.
Why he said this is not because of his defense.
Thinking of this, he changed his mind and chose [increase lateral movement speed].
[Release training task: move laterally 50000 times. 】
[Task Reward: The lateral movement speed has been upgraded from B-level to A-level. 】
I always thought that my horizontal speed was very fast, but I didn't want to be a B-level.
50000 times, is this crazy?
He tried to make a lateral movement, and the number changed to 1.
Fortunately, two steps count as one lateral movement.
He tried moving sideways back and forth again, and this time the number changed to three.
What are you waiting for, start learning crabs like crazy.
No, it's a crab that oscillates back and forth.
After that, he kept moving back and forth on the field, and the progress bar of the task also moved to the right in one direction extremely slowly.
The shoes rubbed against the wooden floor, and the sound of "chirp chirp chirp" was particularly pleasant.
After more than an hour, his breathing became heavier and sweat dripped from his forehead from time to time.
When his vision was blurred, he didn't want to stop to wipe the sweat with a towel, and wiped the matter with his hands.
But his feet became more and more sore, as if they were filled with lead, but he couldn't solve it.
He still has physical strength, but his leg muscles can't support such intensive exercise.
He gritted his steel teeth and made a thousand more, he silently encouraged himself.
Nine hundred.
eight hundred.
……
one hundred.
After making one thousand, he thought again, or five hundred more.
five hundred.
……
three hundred.
……
one hundred.
……
Finally, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.
This time it was a veritable soft-legged crab.
So tired, just sleep like this.
He lay on his back on the floor, panting heavily, his whole body was soaked, and his clothes weighed at least ten catties.
He's definitely a hard worker, but never this hard.
Because of previous efforts, the results cannot be known in advance.
He thought, if it was a person, not a system, who told me that after 50000 lateral movement training, I could be upgraded from B-level to A-level, would I do the same?
I looked at my phone, it was almost eight o'clock.
There is a game tomorrow, and today's training starts at nine o'clock, but he has completed less than 10000 times.
Still not working hard enough, I can't help but think of Kobe's famous quote against reporters, "Have you ever seen Los Angeles at four o'clock in the morning?"
Boss, I haven't seen it yet, but I will see it often in the future.
When he got up from the ground, he felt hungry in an instant, and the huge energy consumption began to affect his stomach.
He opened his bag and pulled out chocolates and a sports drink for energy.
Teammate Rivers also came, and he was quite surprised to see Meng Hua.
The stupid bird flies first. He usually arrives at the training hall an hour in advance, and he doesn't want anyone to be more active than him.
He is more embarrassed when his teammates are present. Could it be that he is practicing such basic movements in front of his teammates?
Vogel will come to train for a while, and he can't agree to practice lateral movement alone.
Taking a look at the bandage on his hand, he decided to use it as an excuse to go home and sleep first, and practice again late at night.
Called Vogel to ask for leave, fearing that he would disagree, he specifically mentioned that his fingers hurt.
He thought too much, and Vogel readily agreed.
There is nothing new in today's training. If there is no training, I am afraid that the players will be lazy and slack.
As for Meng Hua, Vogel knew that he was in an extraordinary period and was eager to improve his strength, so he would never be lazy.
When driving home, his hands and feet were still shaking, and he secretly decided to take a taxi in the future.
A talented player dies in a car accident, is that okay?
But it's not right, won't there be a car accident if you take a taxi?
Thinking about it this way, I think I should still drive.
When I got home, I lay on the bed and didn't want to move.
He was very tired, but he couldn't fall asleep. He simply got up and watched the video of the game against the Thunder when he was in the Grizzlies.
It's not to study anything, the main thing is to appreciate his heroic appearance.
Fast-forward to himself on the court and see his first steal in the NBA, Specter Claws slap Watson.
He couldn't help standing up and repeating his dreamy steps.
Hey, what's going on?
The numbers seemed to jump a bit.
He moved again, and the numbers did change.
Hahaha, you really have big breasts and no brains!
Who said that the tasks received in the training hall cannot continue to practice at home?
He was ecstatic, and if God helped, his muscles were no longer sore, and he continued to practice lateral movement.
It was late at night, and Meng Hua moved back and forth at home like a ghost.
His movements became slower and slower, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.
Beads of sweat harassed his handsome face from time to time.
Three thousand, rest.
Two thousand, rest.
After a thousand, he would be as tired as a dog.
The legs and feet could no longer move, and what was poured inside was not lead, but gold.
The arm also became numb due to countless shaking.
No, if you continue to practice, you might become Meng Menqing, he tried to convince himself to stop.
For some reason, scenes of being underestimated appeared again and again in my mind.
"He's an Eastern player, and he still wants to play in the NBA, so he doesn't piss and take care of himself."
"Hey, Oriental, this is not where you should be."
"He looks like a dog!"
Not to mention those black players, even his buddy Liu Feng has been persuading him to return to China.
"Where is the front, who will accompany me. There is no guide along the road, and if I walk up, it will be a narrow alley."
No, no, Dayao has already placed a satellite in the sky.
He can't give up like this, he must prove himself, and also put satellites for the latecomers.
Then he thought of James.
Scholars die for their confidants, if it weren't for James, maybe he is still in the Development League now.
He can't live up to the expectations of the boss, he must practice defense well.
[Progress: 45000/50000],
[Progress: 46000/50000],
……
[Progress: 49000/50000],
……
[Progress: 49999/50000].
He stopped, and was about to break through and enter a new world, but he was a bit reluctant to do this last move.
He pulls out his phone, takes a selfie of the historic moment, and takes that step.
One small step for the individual, one giant leap for the individual.
[Progress: 50000/50000].
【mission completed. 】
[The host's lateral movement speed has been upgraded to A-level. 】
It worked, really worked.
He threw himself heavily on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
(End of this chapter)
Los Angeles, Lakers training facility.
Meng Hua came early, and no one was at work in the arena, but he wanted it so actively last night, of course Vogel would explain the logistics to make sure.
As soon as he entered the training hall, a friendly reminder sounded in his mind.
Some people are like this, they are very kind to you, but they always speak coldly.
[It is detected that the host wants to train, please select the training task. 】
Then came the dense task interface.
[Increase lateral movement speed]
【Increase vertical jump height】
【Improve arm strength】
【Increase absolute speed】
【Improve the ability to stay in the air】
……
He suppressed his excitement, children only do multiple-choice questions, and I want them all.
But since it is a task, it must be done one by one.
After thinking about it, he felt that it is still necessary to strengthen the vertical jump. It has always been his dream to dunk with a 360-degree windmill in the game.
Just about to make a choice, Vogel suddenly thought of him.
"I don't want you to think, I want me to think."
Thinking of the day he beat the Celtics, James once said he was the MVP.
Why he said this is not because of his defense.
Thinking of this, he changed his mind and chose [increase lateral movement speed].
[Release training task: move laterally 50000 times. 】
[Task Reward: The lateral movement speed has been upgraded from B-level to A-level. 】
I always thought that my horizontal speed was very fast, but I didn't want to be a B-level.
50000 times, is this crazy?
He tried to make a lateral movement, and the number changed to 1.
Fortunately, two steps count as one lateral movement.
He tried moving sideways back and forth again, and this time the number changed to three.
What are you waiting for, start learning crabs like crazy.
No, it's a crab that oscillates back and forth.
After that, he kept moving back and forth on the field, and the progress bar of the task also moved to the right in one direction extremely slowly.
The shoes rubbed against the wooden floor, and the sound of "chirp chirp chirp" was particularly pleasant.
After more than an hour, his breathing became heavier and sweat dripped from his forehead from time to time.
When his vision was blurred, he didn't want to stop to wipe the sweat with a towel, and wiped the matter with his hands.
But his feet became more and more sore, as if they were filled with lead, but he couldn't solve it.
He still has physical strength, but his leg muscles can't support such intensive exercise.
He gritted his steel teeth and made a thousand more, he silently encouraged himself.
Nine hundred.
eight hundred.
……
one hundred.
After making one thousand, he thought again, or five hundred more.
five hundred.
……
three hundred.
……
one hundred.
……
Finally, his legs gave way and he collapsed to the ground.
This time it was a veritable soft-legged crab.
So tired, just sleep like this.
He lay on his back on the floor, panting heavily, his whole body was soaked, and his clothes weighed at least ten catties.
He's definitely a hard worker, but never this hard.
Because of previous efforts, the results cannot be known in advance.
He thought, if it was a person, not a system, who told me that after 50000 lateral movement training, I could be upgraded from B-level to A-level, would I do the same?
I looked at my phone, it was almost eight o'clock.
There is a game tomorrow, and today's training starts at nine o'clock, but he has completed less than 10000 times.
Still not working hard enough, I can't help but think of Kobe's famous quote against reporters, "Have you ever seen Los Angeles at four o'clock in the morning?"
Boss, I haven't seen it yet, but I will see it often in the future.
When he got up from the ground, he felt hungry in an instant, and the huge energy consumption began to affect his stomach.
He opened his bag and pulled out chocolates and a sports drink for energy.
Teammate Rivers also came, and he was quite surprised to see Meng Hua.
The stupid bird flies first. He usually arrives at the training hall an hour in advance, and he doesn't want anyone to be more active than him.
He is more embarrassed when his teammates are present. Could it be that he is practicing such basic movements in front of his teammates?
Vogel will come to train for a while, and he can't agree to practice lateral movement alone.
Taking a look at the bandage on his hand, he decided to use it as an excuse to go home and sleep first, and practice again late at night.
Called Vogel to ask for leave, fearing that he would disagree, he specifically mentioned that his fingers hurt.
He thought too much, and Vogel readily agreed.
There is nothing new in today's training. If there is no training, I am afraid that the players will be lazy and slack.
As for Meng Hua, Vogel knew that he was in an extraordinary period and was eager to improve his strength, so he would never be lazy.
When driving home, his hands and feet were still shaking, and he secretly decided to take a taxi in the future.
A talented player dies in a car accident, is that okay?
But it's not right, won't there be a car accident if you take a taxi?
Thinking about it this way, I think I should still drive.
When I got home, I lay on the bed and didn't want to move.
He was very tired, but he couldn't fall asleep. He simply got up and watched the video of the game against the Thunder when he was in the Grizzlies.
It's not to study anything, the main thing is to appreciate his heroic appearance.
Fast-forward to himself on the court and see his first steal in the NBA, Specter Claws slap Watson.
He couldn't help standing up and repeating his dreamy steps.
Hey, what's going on?
The numbers seemed to jump a bit.
He moved again, and the numbers did change.
Hahaha, you really have big breasts and no brains!
Who said that the tasks received in the training hall cannot continue to practice at home?
He was ecstatic, and if God helped, his muscles were no longer sore, and he continued to practice lateral movement.
It was late at night, and Meng Hua moved back and forth at home like a ghost.
His movements became slower and slower, and his breathing became heavier and heavier.
Beads of sweat harassed his handsome face from time to time.
Three thousand, rest.
Two thousand, rest.
After a thousand, he would be as tired as a dog.
The legs and feet could no longer move, and what was poured inside was not lead, but gold.
The arm also became numb due to countless shaking.
No, if you continue to practice, you might become Meng Menqing, he tried to convince himself to stop.
For some reason, scenes of being underestimated appeared again and again in my mind.
"He's an Eastern player, and he still wants to play in the NBA, so he doesn't piss and take care of himself."
"Hey, Oriental, this is not where you should be."
"He looks like a dog!"
Not to mention those black players, even his buddy Liu Feng has been persuading him to return to China.
"Where is the front, who will accompany me. There is no guide along the road, and if I walk up, it will be a narrow alley."
No, no, Dayao has already placed a satellite in the sky.
He can't give up like this, he must prove himself, and also put satellites for the latecomers.
Then he thought of James.
Scholars die for their confidants, if it weren't for James, maybe he is still in the Development League now.
He can't live up to the expectations of the boss, he must practice defense well.
[Progress: 45000/50000],
[Progress: 46000/50000],
……
[Progress: 49000/50000],
……
[Progress: 49999/50000].
He stopped, and was about to break through and enter a new world, but he was a bit reluctant to do this last move.
He pulls out his phone, takes a selfie of the historic moment, and takes that step.
One small step for the individual, one giant leap for the individual.
[Progress: 50000/50000].
【mission completed. 】
[The host's lateral movement speed has been upgraded to A-level. 】
It worked, really worked.
He threw himself heavily on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
(End of this chapter)
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