He Ximeng, who was directing the game from the sidelines, did not yet know the Zhang siblings.
At this moment, He Ximeng was still immersed in the rage of "You guys are playing like absolute garbage!" In He Ximeng's eyes, the team lacked familiarity with tactics, their coordination was poor, their defense was full of holes, and their offensive positioning was severely disconnected.
Chen Feng, who had replaced He Ximeng as the starting point guard, was even more harshly criticized by He Ximeng, being called "worse than dog crap." Unable to endure being so severely berated by the captain in public, Chen Feng simply threw in the towel.
"Captain, your standards are too high. I really can't do it. How about this, you come on, you come on and give us a demonstration, teach us how to play?"
He Ximeng generally had good prestige among his teammates in Zhuzhong, otherwise, Chen Feng wouldn't have spoken so politely.
After all, Chen Feng's words essentially meant, "If you think you can do better, then do it! Stop yapping from the sidelines..."
He Ximeng was stunned for a moment, suddenly realizing that this was high school basketball in China, not the top league across the ocean.
The players here were all high school students, a world apart from the professional players he used to coach.
However, He Ximeng thought to himself, "My skill might be far superior, but basketball tactics and concepts are universal! If they're playing badly, they're playing badly! And I'm not allowed to say it? These brats need a taste of reality on the court to whip them into shape. Coincidentally, I haven't touched a basketball since I transmigrated back."
"Alright! In the second quarter, Chen Feng is out, I'm in. The other positions remain unchanged! Yan Hui, come to the high post in the second quarter, run pick-and-rolls with me, and then roll to the basket..."
"Feng Chen, go to the left low post, ready to receive an inside pass after Yan Hui rolls."
"Tang Chenfeng, stay in the right corner, maintain communication with me at all times."
"Wang Xian, go to the left high post for weak-side offense, be ready to receive the pass and shoot on offense, and prevent the opponent's fast break on defense..."
"The general positioning will be arranged like this. I will guide everyone on the specific details on the court. I hope everyone pays close attention and acts according to my instructions..."
"Understood~"
Of the five players who played in the first quarter, except for Yan Hui, the other four had been thoroughly lectured by He Ximeng. Now they were all waiting for He Ximeng to personally take the court and give them a "correct demonstration."
He Ximeng ignored their thoughts, took off his jacket, and quickly stretched his muscles and warmed up during the break.
Honestly, He Ximeng had originally planned not to play in this game, and to "coast" through it while avoiding injury. But the teammates' performance was so abysmal that his OCD was almost triggered. He couldn't *not* play.
During the interval break, He Ximeng quickly did warm-up exercises on the sidelines. Back then, because of insufficient warm-up and jumping straight into intense play, he had injured himself before the end of the first quarter.
Now, He Ximeng naturally wouldn't make the same mistake. Not only would he warm up thoroughly, but even after getting on the court, He Ximeng planned to focus on organizing and connecting with his teammates first.
However, as he warmed up, He Ximeng discovered something extraordinary!
His physical fitness had significantly improved compared to his past self!
With a gentle jump just now, his standing vertical leap was already close to one meter! This hang time felt amazing!
In his previous life, He Ximeng had seen too many rookie stats, and he knew what a standing vertical leap of one meter meant!
Let's briefly mention the combine testing data of a few superstars during their rookie years: Michael Jordan's standing vertical leap was 1.2 meters, LeBron James's was 1.1 meters, and Kobe Bryant and Dwyane Wade's were close to 1 meter, precisely 0.97 meters!
The gymnasium lacked professional testing equipment, so He Ximeng couldn't measure his exact standing vertical leap. However, through self-testing, He Ximeng could basically confirm that his current vertical jumping ability was infinitely close to the level of Kobe and Wade.
"Whoa! Is this the legendary transmigration gift package?" He Ximeng was overjoyed!
As a former top coach, He Ximeng knew very well what jumping ability meant for a basketball player!
Strength can be trained, skills can be trained, and even shooting touch can be improved through training—of course, shooting touch at the level of the Splash Brothers is another matter.
Among basketball talents, there are only a few things that cannot be improved through any amount of training!
One is basketball IQ, which is innate; there are differences between individuals.
Another is physical condition. Height, wingspan, and jumping ability are the three most important basic physical qualities for a basketball player.
Because height, wingspan, and jumping ability are all innate, they are talents that cannot be improved through postnatal effort. Top players possess top talent.
Either they have exceptionally outstanding height and wingspan, or astonishing jumping ability.
The original He Ximeng had played basketball since he was young, possessed extremely high basketball IQ, and had solid fundamentals, but his jumping ability was quite ordinary. It was ordinary among Chinese high school students, let alone when compared to high school students across the ocean. His limited jumping ability severely restricted He Ximeng's basketball potential from developing further. And injuries became the last straw that broke He Ximeng's high school basketball career.