Jiang Yun was watching with great joy from the sidelines.
These people's offensive coordination is inconsistent, and they work together to cause damage, but each one of them is accurate.
Especially when Chen Zhenbao and others were grabbing rebounds from Secretary Niu, as soon as they shouted "bad ball", Secretary Niu seemed to be under a spell, with his hands either being too short or too crooked.
The referee on the court was also baffled and had to call a timeout: "Players on the court can't yell nonsense! It's considered a foul!"
Chen Zhenbao and his team could no longer shout, but they had found the trick in the two or three successful cooperations. They focused on defense and cooperation to disrupt the opponent's coordination.
At the end of the game, the score between the two sides was actually tied.
Secretary Niu's face darkened. "Bad ball" was an insult in their hometown, similar to calling someone a bastard. He thought this was part of Jiang Yun's scheme, a subtle taunt to mock his inappropriate behavior the night before.
Isn't this just exposing people's scars and shortcomings?
Old Wang was depressed: "Lao Niu, what's wrong with you? You didn't perform at your best today? You kept getting blocked!"
Secretary Niu was annoyed: "Damn it, they're playing like a bunch of idiots today! They're not scoring and they're not letting anyone else score. It's just a rogue style of play!"
Old Wang agreed: "Yeah, yeah, yeah, what a scoundrel! Hey, let's go over and see who that woman is! Captain Chen and the others only acted badly because they listened to her!"
Secretary Niu didn't want to look at the thorn in his side: "You guys go look, I have to go home."
Old Wang and the others knew that Secretary Niu loved his wife, and they were more anxious to know what Jiang Jun said, so they didn't care about Secretary Niu's unhappiness. Those who wanted to be a grandfather but failed to do so would not be happy.
Chen Zhenbao and the others were surrounding Jiang Yun, preparing to take another step. "Teacher Jiang, your guidance was excellent. Can you please teach us how to coordinate?"
Jiang Jun smiled and waved his hands, not taking any credit: "You guys were good at fighting to begin with, and you found the secret to victory."
Isn't playing basketball just like fighting a war? If you can disrupt your opponent's moves and prevent them from shooting, you can find a way to score.
Relatively speaking, Chen Zhenbao and others have stronger comprehension and faster reactions.
"Teacher Xiao Jiang, it must be your good command, so don't be so modest." These people have very sharp eyes. They all understand the principle that a strong general has no weak soldiers.
With Staff Officer Chen absent, their team lacked a backbone and was already feeling a little guilty. As soon as they came on the court, they subconsciously focused their attention on scoring for another teammate who played well.
Fortunately, Teacher Xiao Jiang analyzed the situation and adjusted their tactics, so they were able to turn defeat into victory - not being a grandson is victory!
Jiang Jun smiled. As for theory, she knew too much. In her original time and space, not to mention the winning teams and the playing styles of the main players, any person or thing that seemed slightly successful would have powerful elites doing full-angle perspective analysis and explanation from various angles, making victory seem so easy to obtain, and making the winner look not so magical.
But in reality, overly precise and detailed demonstrations have created more people who are clearly ignorant of the consequences. They rely too much on readily available information, disdain to practice, and are willing to be keyboard warriors who look down on everyone.
She just didn't know how to get along with those people who were all talk and no action, so she deliberately chose to be a headhunter and only deal with elites who dared to think and act.
She was still happy to talk more with people like Chen Zhenbao.
Before she could say anything, she heard Xiang Siren teasing loudly: "Old Wang, what a promising player! There are substitutions in the second half. If you hadn't substituted in Old Niu, you would have come over and called me grandpa right now, right?"
Old Wang smiled awkwardly: "Isn't this neither winning nor losing?"
Xiang Siren waved his hand and said to them, "Go away! Don't interrupt our meeting to learn how to be a grandfather!"
Old Wang wasn't angry, he came up to him with a playful smile and said, "Let us learn too!"
Chen Zhenbao also raised his hand and shouted, "Go away! You shouldn't let the enemy listen to your tactical discussions!"
Old Wang glanced at Jiang Yun and continued with a playful smile: "Hey, we can also form a team. Wouldn't that mean we'd be comrades in the same trenches?"
Xiang Siren spat: "Who wants to be in the same trench with you? You're just a traitor!"
Old Wang actually came over to try to win the favor of the girls, but when Xiang Siren interrupted him, he felt embarrassed and his expression changed immediately: "Who are you calling a traitor?"
Xiang Siren put his hands on his hips and said, "If you're not a traitor, then who is?"
Old Wang was enraged and raised the basketball in his hand to throw: "Say another word to me!"
No matter which team the others were from, they all stood between Xiang Siren and Lao Wang.
"Old Wang, don't get excited!"
"Old Xiang, stop talking!"
If two people really start arguing and fighting, everyone knows the consequences - no matter who is right or wrong, who wins or loses, not only will they lose face, they will definitely be punished!
There is no good result for bystanders. Just watching without trying to stop the fight and failing to show the spirit of unity and friendship is equivalent to being an accomplice!
So, Old Wang was pulled away by his teammates. Xiang Siren said to Jiang Jun triumphantly, "See? To deal with someone like Old Wang, you have to use ruthless tactics!"
Jiang Jun agreed: "Yes, if you treat him this harshly on the court, he will definitely call you grandpa every time he sees you."
Xiang Siren laughed heartily: "Okay, okay, Teacher Xiao Jiang, quickly teach us a few more moves. I will definitely make him more ruthless every time I see him!"
Jiang Jun thought about the embarrassment on Old Wang's face he had just seen. "He's such an unreliable guy, you'd better not go against him. You can be a little ruthless when playing basketball, but it's best not to talk to him too much when you see him around."
Chen Zhenbao hissed, "Why, Lao Xiang, didn't Chief of Staff Chen tell you the same thing before?"
Xiang Siren found it incredible: "Teacher Xiao Jiang, did Staff Officer Chen mention this to you?"
Jiang Jun shook his head. Generally speaking, people who like to take advantage of others verbally are also particularly fragile psychologically, and they can't stand the slightest loss of face. "Just by casually calling someone a traitor, he turned pale with anxiety, which shows that he's simply guilty. Even a bald man wouldn't want to hear someone say "a light bulb is bright"!"
Xiang Siren admired him immensely: "He just feels guilty. That kid..."
He swallowed the rest of his words after seeing a look from his other comrades.
Jiang Jun was too lazy to listen to the specific details. Anyway, generous people have their own thoughts, and stingy people all have the same problem: they can't figure things out.
It doesn't matter whether you say it or not.
"Keep practicing. You don't have to play with ten people. Six people, three per team, playing half court will be fine. I see you all shoot pretty well, but your passing isn't stable. The best coordination is knowing where to throw the ball and catching it steadily when your teammates throw it." Jiang Jun said succinctly, then stood up and said, "It's getting dark. I have to go home."
The task of writing a letter has not even started yet.
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