Basketball Myth: Super Guard

In a blink of an eye, the bus arrived outside Qin Hao's community.

Qin Hao stood up: "I'm here, brothers, see you tomorrow."

"see you tomorrow."

"Oh, coach, we have all reached the semi-finals, can we take a day off tomorrow without training?"

As everyone said goodbye to Qin Hao, they complained to Jiang Fangping.

Jiang Fangping deliberately sullen his face without letting go: "Where is this? It's just that I won the semi-finals, and there are finals. Okay, well, when you win the championship, I will give you a month off."

"It's almost..." Fu Qiang smiled.

"You're stupid." Zhao Xuebing slapped Fu Qiang on the head. "The Champions City League is over. It will be the winter vacation soon. It was meant to be a holiday."

Fu Qiang reacted and looked at Jiang Fangping, very grieving, coach, you are playing tricks on me.

Jiang Fangping laughed, nodded to Qin Hao again, and praised: "You did a great job today."

Qin Hao smiled. As soon as he was about to get off the car, he heard Jiang Xue yelling: "You wait a moment."

Qin Hao turned around.

"This is a medicine to invigorate blood and remove blood stasis. You go back and wipe it, and the bruises on your body will heal faster." Jiang Xue flipped her hand and handed Qin Hao a bottle of safflower oil, lowering her head slightly, her eyes like water. , Said in a low voice: "Don't thank me, I think you have done a great job for the team today."

"Thank you." Qin Hao still thanked everyone, waved to everyone, and got out of the car.

Everyone in the car looked at Jiang Xue, and Fu Qiang and Zhao Hai winked their eyebrows, their faces full of ambiguity.

Jiang Feng sat beside Jiang Xue and asked strangely: "Aren't you always with us? When did you buy the medicine?"

Jiang Xue rolled her eyes, and said in her heart that brother, your focus is really unusual.

Well, the oddities are not bad.

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Qin Hao returned home and saw the band-aids on his brow bones and bruises on his arms. His mother Liu Huifang was distressed and quickly asked what was going on.

Hearing that it was the game, Liu Huifang almost gave Qin Hao an order to stop him from playing basketball in the future.

Fortunately, the father is more open-minded, and although he loves his son, he feels that it is not a big deal for the boy to have a skin injury. Besides, he is not fighting with others. This is to win honor for the school.

Even so, Qin Hao promised with his parents for a while, saying that he would pay attention to him in the future, never try to be strong, and beware of injuries. This was comforted.

Before going to bed at night, Qin Hao took out the bottle of safflower oil, looked in the mirror and wiped the bruises on his back, as well as the bruises on his arms. He did not dare to let his mother wipe it for himself, fearing that his mother would see his back. There are still so many bruises on it, even if it is a painful wiping of tears.

"Huh, I'm exhausted." Qin Hao put on his clothes and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Qin Hao stood up and got up. He didn't need an alarm clock. The biological clock was already set at six o'clock in the morning. Even though he experienced a tough game yesterday, he still got up on time.

After coming to the community court to train for an hour, Qin Hao went home to take a bath and was about to go to school.

"Huh?" Qin Hao took off his jersey and couldn't help being surprised. The bruise on his arm and body was so much lighter that he couldn't see it unless he looked carefully.

This is too fast, right?

What brand of safflower oil Jiang Xue gave herself yesterday, and the effect is so good?

Qin Hao couldn't help being surprised. He didn't pay attention when he got up. He didn't expect that the bruise on his body had healed so much. It can be like this kind of bruise, how can it take three or five days to get better.

When Qin Hao tore the band-aid on the brow bone, he was even more stunned.

Although the wound on his brow bone is not deep and does not require stitches, it can take several days or a week to heal. However, when he tears up the patch, he finds that the wound is already crusted and there is no redness or swelling around it. The signs are like two or three days have passed.

This is useless safflower oil!

"Is my ability to recover too quickly? Even if I'm young, it's not so fast, right? It's unscientific." Qin Hao's heart suddenly moved, "Scientific? The most unscientific thing is that he woke up and returned to fifteen. Years old, even this has happened, and the body's ability to recover faster does not seem to be a big deal anymore."

"Then, if my body recovers so quickly, will it also have something to do with my sudden return to fifteen?"

"Ah, will it be the same as in the movie, because my metabolism is accelerated? Then will I age prematurely?" Qin Hao jumped up like a bee stung, and looked at his face in the mirror carefully. I stroked my hair and checked it again, and then he was relieved, "Huh, it shouldn't be premature. It has been two months now. My face is still so tender, and I don't even have any white hair. It's okay."

There was not a single white hair, which greatly strengthened Qin Hao's confidence. Then he thought about it, it seemed that it was not impossible, anyway, what was even more unscientific had happened.

And thinking of training in the morning and evening during this period, and training in school in the afternoon, but he can live and live again after sleeping, he thinks this is not a bad thing.

At least it can make him able to withstand high-intensity training.

Many players do not want to improve, nor are they unwilling to work hard. They just can't bear the body and cannot support high-intensity training. The training intensity is not enough, and the improvement is naturally limited.

"Now I don't need to worry about this." Qin Hao became more excited when he thought about it. "The biggest factor that restricts Asian players is physical fitness. I have this kind of recovery ability to support high-intensity training. Maybe it can break physical fitness. Restrictions."

In the beginning, Qin Hao was able to rise like a comet, in addition to excellent technology and excellent basketball IQ, it also relied on the physical quality far beyond ordinary people.

But even at that time, compared with those black players, European players still have some gaps, so the outside world only said that he "has the possibility of entering the NBA", but dare not say that he will definitely enter the NBA.

Now that the body has undergone such changes, entering the NBA may no longer be just "possible."

"Entering the NBA." Qin Hao was excited, his eyes became hot. As a basketball player, who wouldn't want to enter the NBA?

That is the highest stage of basketball in the world, and it is the dream of countless people.

Even in the past twenty years, Qin Hao has never felt so close to that dream like he does now.

Maybe dreams can really shine into reality!

"Haha, is this an extra benefit of traveling? I don't know if there are any others." Qin Hao was happy, and checked himself carefully, but found no difference, um, not completely, it seems He also grew a little faster than before. It has only been two months, and he is almost 1.75 meters tall.

It has grown by almost 5 cm in two months.

Qin Hao laughed out of a pig cry.

At the beginning, he grew to 1.95 meters. He was not short in the back, but he was actually not tall. But now he might grow taller. If he can exceed two meters, that would be great.

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