Except for the round when each player takes a shot, they can't touch the ball at all.
They could only watch as Lin Ze put on a dunk show, a three-point show, and a mid-range shot show for them...
"How was it?"
"Are you convinced now?"
"You know what it means to be outside the world, but there are people outside the world?" Xu Zhigao asked, looking at the dejected team members.
"Does anyone still have any objections to Lin Ze becoming the team's main small forward?"
The elite middle school basketball team, which was almost completely wiped out, lowered its head and was too embarrassed to reply.
"Li Cheng, do you have any other opinions?"
"No more." The Li Cheng who was asked was the original main small forward of the school team.
"In this case, let me tell you something more realistic."
"Have you ever imagined what benefits it would have to you to have a big guy like Lin Ze join our team?"
"Benefits?" The school team members didn't understand what Xu Zhigao meant.
"First of all, the first point is that having such a strong opponent as a sparring partner can greatly improve your current basketball skills."
"Furthermore, after Lin Ze joins, our elite middle school basketball team will be qualified to compete for the city and even the province's high school basketball championship."
"I know that a large number of you here are expected to continue to develop on the road of basketball in the future."
"Which city or province's high school basketball championship will also be of great use to your future college choices."
"No matter what, when you get older and you are drinking and bragging with your children and friends, you can still say that I won the city's basketball championship in high school, right?"
"Haha!" The atmosphere suddenly became cheerful because of Xu Zhigao's words.
After all, they are only high school students now, and they are still children themselves.
Don’t you laugh when you talk about having children in the future?
Only Lin Ze here can understand the meaning of Xu Zhigao's words. This feeling may only be understood when you are making a resume in the graduation season of college and have nowhere to write.
Not to mention that most of them are sports students, even a science or liberal arts student has such a line on their resume.
Maybe during the interview later, when you meet a boss who likes to play basketball, he will look up to you because of this under the same conditions.
No matter what, I will be the first to think of you when the company or unit holds a basketball game.
"Okay!" Xu Zhigao, this can be regarded as a different kind of giving a stick to a sweet date.
"Let's start today's training!"
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"Huh..." After the training, Lin Ze took the mineral water from the sidelines, unscrewed it, and took a swig.
Even with his current physical fitness, it is a bit physically demanding to play one-on-one with more than a dozen people at once and then start a training match.
But I have to say that even though your body and mind are protesting against you during training, once you persevere, the feeling of transparency throughout your body is really refreshing!
"How do you feel about your first training?" Jiang Tianhao, who was sweating profusely, ran over and quickly picked up a bottle of mineral water and drank it.
"It's quite refreshing." Lin Ze held the finished mineral water bottle in his hand, preparing to throw it into the trash can at the door of the locker room.
Jiang Tianhao looked at Lin Ze while drinking, preparing to mock Lin Ze for how sweaty he was after his first training session.
But when he saw it, Jiang Tianhao was immediately shocked.
"You feel like you're not sweating at all!" Jiang Tianhao could feel the sweat on his head flowing down his face when he spoke.
You must know that Lin Ze has played more than a dozen one-on-one duels than him.
"Maybe I don't sweat." Lin Ze casually found a reason to explain.
He can still handle this amount of exercise. After all, he is a cheating man, right?
"You are... really awesome!" Jiang Tianhao said to Lin Ze with some admiration.
Whether you sweat or not may be a physical problem, but your breathing looks normal!
"Gone!"
"Go change clothes!" Jiang Tianhao no longer wants to worry about these things that make him sad.
The last class in the morning in an elite middle school is a self-study class, which is usually used to give students questions.
Of course, some teachers, especially the head teacher, will use this class to continue teaching.
One of the typical examples is Zhao Rongbao, the head teacher of the experimental class.
It can be said that the self-study classes in the experimental class are about to become regular mathematics classes.
Because Lao Zhao was away that day, he called the math class representative to say something, and then gave him a stack of papers for him to take back and do.
Maybe Lao Zhao is about to think that this self-study class is his math class.
However, his absence can be regarded as an opportunity given to him by his senior class teacher, Lao Gao.
Ever since he saw Lin Ze's papers in Zhao Rongbao's office last time and speculated that Lin Ze might have studied the entire high school course by himself, he had been keeping this matter in mind.
Later, he paid attention to Lin Ze's exams in the second, third and even monthly exams. During the monthly exams, he even went to look for Lin Ze's papers.
After reading it, he felt more and more that his guess was correct, so he thought about asking Lin Ze to try out a set of simulation questions from the senior year of high school.
After all, who wouldn’t want to teach someone to be the top scorer in the province’s college entrance examination?
But when he approached him directly, he was afraid that Zhao Rongbao would find out his intentions and get him back. Knowing that Zhao Rongbao had something to do today, he finally found the opportunity.
"Lin Ze."
"There is a teacher outside looking for you."
"Got it."
After Lin Ze went out, he saw a teacher he didn't know at all waving to him.
"Who are you?"
"I am the head teacher of the experimental class for the senior high school students in our elite middle school. My surname is Gao."
Experimental class for senior high school students?
Lin Ze was a little confused as to why a senior high school teacher came to find him, a first-year high school student?
"Who are you looking for?"
"How about we go to my office?"
Lin Ze thought for a while and decided to go over and take a look. The main reason was that no outsiders would come in this school. Besides, if there was anything really wrong, his slap that could make people fall asleep like a baby hadn't been used for a long time.<
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Lin Ze followed Teacher Gao all the way to the office building of the third year of high school.
At this point, Lin Ze was almost certain that Teacher Gao was indeed a senior high school teacher.
Arrive at the office.
"I have taken your previous weekly and monthly exam papers. Have you completed all three years of high school courses?"
"Is this related to what you called me here?" Lin Ze asked directly instead of answering his question.
"Look at my memory!" Lao Gao patted his forehead and said with a smile: "I came to you today just to ask you to do a set of simulation questions for the senior year of high school."
"If you really think the same as me, I can arrange for you to skip a grade and go directly to the senior year of high school."