NBA: Start with a three-point experience card

Chapter 8 Mission completed: 45% three-point shooting rate!
Gradually, the sky outside the window lit up.

Wang Yi was so tired that he was out of breath.

However, he couldn't stop.

Because in my mind, the countdown that seems to be urging my life does not stop.

I don't know how long I have been practicing.

He glanced at the task progress in his mind.

[Task progress: 300/1000]

【Remaining time: 9 hours and 55 minutes】

Fortunately, according to this progress, you should be able to complete the task.

He stopped to take a few breaths.

At this moment, the door of the training hall opened.

A tall and sturdy figure walked in.

It was James.

When he saw Wang Yi, he was a little surprised.

In the past, Wang Yi was almost like him, coming to practice at eight o'clock.

But looking at the way he looks now, it is obvious that he has been training for a long time.

"Wang, it's so early today? Do you miss your girlfriend so much that you can't sleep?"

James said, hehe laughed twice, and looked at Wang Yi's right hand.

Wang Yi shrugged, glanced at his right hand, and said:
"Girlfriend is about to die."

James gave Wang Yi a thumbs up:

"You're amazing! You used up your girlfriend in one night?"

Wang Yi smiled wryly, shook his head, and did not speak any further.

He doesn't have much time to waste.

Then continue to turn around and practice three-pointers.

But James keenly caught Wang Yi's abnormality.

He knew that Wang Yi was a right-handed player, so why did he suddenly practice his left hand?

"Brother, is your right hand injured?"

James said, while recalling Wang Yi's three-pointer last night, he always seemed to clench his right fist inadvertently.

The expression is also very strange.

At the time, he thought it was Wang Yi's unique celebration.

Now, things don't seem so simple.

When Wang Yi was seen through, he felt a thump in his heart.

He turned his head and said, "Please don't tell anyone, I really need this job."

Once the rest of the team knows that his injury is not in good shape, they will definitely not let him play.

Then what he wants to switch to guaranteeing the contract is over.

James frowned slightly, thought about it, and said:

"Don't worry, I won't say it. But you're responsible for your own body."

Wang Yi nodded: "I'm measured."

Seeing Wang Yi insisting, James stopped persuading him.

He just said, "Go to my house after training today, and I'll ask my personal doctor to look at it for you."

Wang Yi's heart was hot.

Few team leaders care so much about a fringe player.

He nodded and continued:

"LeBron, can you tell the coach that I will not participate in other training today. I have to practice three-pointers specifically, because the team lacks a stable three-pointer now."

James thought for a while, then nodded and said:

"You can practice three-pointers with confidence, I will tell the coach."

It is impossible for Wang Yi to disrupt the coach's training plan.

Only a superstar like James who has the absolute right to speak can do it.

But James generally does not abuse such a right to speak.

Today is an exception for Wang Yi.

Of course, James also has his own considerations.

His style of play requires a solid [-]-pointer from the perimeter.

Next, Wang Yi continued to practice three-pointers with his left hand.

Although his physical fitness has gradually declined, with the improvement of his left-hand proficiency, his left-handed three-point shooting rate has reached [-]%.

At ten o'clock, the rest of the team had arrived.

They basically just woke up.

Seeing Wang Yi and James who have been sweating profusely, they have become accustomed to it.

Without saying much, we all started today's training according to the coach's training plan.

Because James greeted head coach Vogel, Wang Yi did not train with everyone.

He practiced a three-pointer in the corner.

At ten o'clock, the morning training was over, and the players all left the arena for lunch.

Wang Yi glanced at the task progress in his mind:
[Task progress: 602/1000]

【Remaining time: 6 hours and 49 minutes】

Although according to the current shooting rate, it is not difficult to make 400 three-pointers in the remaining six hours.

But after the physical fitness drops, the hit rate will drop again.

So he has to hurry up.

Seeing the players leave the arena one after another, he did not follow.

Instead, stay and continue training.

Before the coach left, he took a deep look at Wang Yi.

didn't say much.

Seeing that Wang Yi did not intend to leave, James persuaded:

"Wang, I appreciate your professional attitude, but training has to be done step by step. And we must ensure nutritional intake. So, let's go eat."

Wang Yi shook his head: "I don't want to eat today, you go."

Seeing this, James didn't say any more.

Rather a little worried.

Training should not be too little, but not too much.

But he also understood Wang Yi's urgency to seize the ten-day opportunity to win the next guaranteed contract.

So his lips moved, but in the end he changed the words of dissuasion into four words:
"Good luck."

Wang Yi took a few breaths and said, "Thank you."

After the players left, Wang Yi only took a 10-minute rest.

Drank a few sips of water.

Then continue shooting training.

At two o'clock, the players continued to return to training.

Wang Yi is still shooting three-pointers.

At four o'clock, today's training was over and the players left.

Wang Yi was still shooting a three-pointer.

After practicing for half an hour, Caruso said to Wang Yi:

"Wang, it's time to go back, I'll wait for you."

Wang Yi looked at the task progress in his mind.

Only the last 11 balls are needed to complete the task.

Although he was so tired that he almost didn't want to move anymore.

But he was extremely excited.

His eyes were hot.

"I'm coming right now!"

Saying that, he continued to throw a three-pointer with his left hand.

James did not leave, and continued to stay and practice.

Seeing Wang Yi making a three-pointer like a madman, he said to Caruso next to him:

"Did you prod him last night?"

Caruso shrugged, stroked his thinning hair back with his hand, and said:
"I thought it was the boss who stimulated him this morning."

Wang Yi's physical fitness is almost exhausted now, and his three-point shooting rate has dropped back to [-]%.

11 shots, he actually used nearly [-] times.

Finally, at some point.

Bang bang bang!
As the basketball bounces three times over the rim, it rolls into the net.

In his mind, the red number turned green.

And it's fixed.

[Task progress: 1000/1000]

【Remaining time: 21 minutes and 35 seconds】

Then, the two lines of text disappeared.

At the same time, the cold mechanical voice in my mind sounded:

【mission completed! 】

[Reward: Increase the three-point shooting rate to 45%]

"call--"

Wang Yi let out a long breath.

Lie down directly on the ground in the shape of "Tai".

"Hu-hu-hu-"

He was gasping for breath.

After the task was completed, the energy in his heart loosened, and only then did he realize that he was so tired that he almost didn't want to move his fingers.

My arms were numb, and my knees were already numb.

James and Caruso were both quiet at this time, not speaking.

After panting for 5 minutes, a smile slowly appeared on the corner of Wang Yi's mouth.

Slowly said: "Do you believe it? You can trust me in the game against the Clippers tomorrow night."

James and Caruso glanced at each other.

Think about Wang Yi's 20.00% hit rate during training just now.

They do not understand where Wang Yi's confidence comes from.

(End of this chapter)