What? The trainer is warming up.

Chapter 20 I want Jason out!

In the afternoon, the players left one after another.

There's another game tomorrow, so the players need to go back and rest early. The huge training gym has once again become Qin Yu and Oden's private playground.

At this point, Qin Yu's personal training began.

Oden stood under the basket, nodded at Qin Yu, then passed the ball to Qin Yu with both hands, saying, "The usual?"

"Same as always." Qin Yu had just finished physical training, and his jersey was already soaked with sweat. He simply took off his jersey, bared his chest, opened his arms, grabbed the basketball, stood at the free throw line, bent his knees, tipped his toes, and flicked his wrist—the standard free throw posture.

Swish!

Goal!

This was the first one, followed by the second, the third... In less than ten minutes, Qin Yu completed a set of free throws, which was one hundred, and made 92 of them.

"My touch was off today."

Qin Yu was not satisfied with this shooting percentage, after all, his current shooting level was B, and free throws were the simplest type of shooting!

Next came mid-range and three-point shooting drills, ten minutes per set, with almost no rest in between, and he completed them all in less than half an hour.

"Huff, huff..."

Qin Yu braced himself on his knees, panting heavily. The 30-minute high-intensity shooting drill, without any rest, had taken a toll on his physical strength.

His shooting touch was indeed not ideal today. Not only did his free throw percentage fall short of his expectations, but his mid-range and three-point shooting also failed to meet them.

However, Oden found it incredible.

Keep in mind that just a few days ago, Qin Yu's shooting wasn't this good.

This kind of progress is like having a cheat code in a game.

After finishing the shooting practice, Qin Yu took a short rest before starting to practice dribbling, passing, rebounding, and other skills.

In the dribbling and passing drills, Qin Yu practiced together—that is, Oden and Qin Yu faced each other, with Oden throwing a ball to Qin Yu, who would then start dribbling with one hand. Immediately afterward, Oden would throw another ball to Qin Yu, allowing him to control one ball in each hand, and he would begin practicing low dribbling with both hands, high dribbling with both hands, alternating high and low dribbling with both hands, and double-ball lateral pulls in front of the body with both hands.

That's not all; further advanced moves such as two-handed double-ball dribbling between the legs, synchronous + asynchronous double-ball dribbling, and two-handed double-ball dribbling around the legs are required.

Then you need to switch from dribbling from a stationary position to dribbling while moving.

Throughout the process, Qin Yu not only had to dribble but also pass the ball. There was no set pattern; he would pass the ball to Oden from time to time, either by bouncing it off the ground or by passing it laterally. At the same time, when Oden received a pass from Qin Yu, he would also pass a basketball to Qin Yu. Qin Yu had to catch the basketball with one hand and continue his previous dribbling motion without dropping the ball or pausing.

This kind of training is very difficult. Even some CBA players would find it hard to achieve fluency and complete a set of training sessions without dropping the ball or making any mistakes.

However, in Qin Yu's hands, the basketball seemed like an obedient elf, moving with his arm without any hesitation or lag, and was very smooth.

As training progressed, Qin Yu even had a feeling that the basketball had become a part of his body. Even when he slapped the ball away from his palm, he could still clearly sense the trajectory of the basketball and always maintain absolute control over it.

This feeling is wonderful.

"That's fine."

It wasn't until the training session ended and Oden called a halt that Qin Yu was able to pull himself out of that strange feeling, still feeling a little reluctant to leave.

But I was indeed tired; my arms were sore.

Qin Yu swung his arms and casually glanced at the system panel, then exclaimed in surprise, "My dribbling ability has actually improved!"

His dribbling ability was previously rated C, but now it has been upgraded to C+!

"As expected, my guess was right." Qin Yu's eyes lit up. "Since my shooting ability can be improved from C to C+ without adding points, then my other technical abilities should be able to as well."

After his shooting ability improved and he broke through to B-level after adding points to "All In", he guessed that although he had lived two lives, his body was still the original owner's body, but his skills and experience were equivalent to having two sets, so there should be no change.

This has now been proven once again!

Thanks to the accumulation of experience from two lifetimes, coupled with the hard training during this period, his dribbling ability level has also improved without any system-based skill point allocation.

First came shooting, now it's dribbling... It's foreseeable that even without system-added points, his passing, stealing, rebounding, and other skills will improve over time.

Suppressing his excitement, Qin Yu called to Oden to continue the unfinished training.

Another half hour passed before today's training finally came to a complete end.

Just then, the phone rang. Qin Yu picked it up and couldn't help but smile—it was Payne calling. It seemed that the management was more anxious than he had expected.

......

When Qin Yu pushed open the door to Payne's office and saw the situation inside, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow; there was more than just Payne in the room.

One side of the office has a desk against the wall, and opposite the desk are three sofas and a coffee table.

Payne was not sitting at his desk, but on the sofa. Next to him sat a bald black man, about forty years old, wearing a sharp suit and with a calm expression. He was none other than the team's head coach, Nate McMillan.

On the other sofa sat a middle-aged white man with short, dark brown hair, a slightly high hairline, a thin face, and sharp eyes that exuded a capable and shrewd air. He was dressed similarly to Nate McMillan, also in a suit and tie.

Qin Yu had seen this man before; he was none other than Kevin Pritchard, the general manager of the Portland Trail Blazers.

"Even the general manager and head coach are here, that's even better." Qin Yu wasn't nervous and greeted the three of them with neither arrogance nor servility.

"Qin, come and sit down." Payne stood up, gestured for Qin Yu to sit down, instructed his secretary to make coffee, and then proceeded to praise him: "You cured Greg, which is of great significance to the team. You have made a huge contribution to the team, which is remarkable."

Head coach McMillan took over, his voice deep and steady: "Qin, in all my years of coaching, I've never seen a trainer help players recover so quickly. Do you know how I rate you? You're not just a trainer, you're a valuable asset to the team."

Ha, they flattered me as soon as I arrived.

Qin Yu chuckled inwardly, remaining silent and waiting for what would happen next.

"You know how fierce the playoff race is," McMillan sighed suddenly, then continued, "We're currently eighth in the West, but the gap between us and the teams behind us isn't that big. If Roy, Outlaw, and Batum can return as soon as possible, I'm confident we can push our ranking up. Qin, you're the best trainer, we need your help."

Upon hearing this, Qin Yu thought to himself, "As expected." The news that a group of wounded soldiers had come to him that afternoon must have reached the ears of the management.

Seeing that Qin Yu still didn't express his opinion, Kevin Pritchard, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up, saying, "Qin, from today onwards, you are no longer an 'assistant trainer,' but a 'full-time trainer' for the team, and your annual salary will be increased to $150,000. In addition, for each injured player's rehabilitation work you take on, we will increase your performance bonus."

Payne added, "Roy and the others have also indicated they're willing to pay you extra for what you'd call a private rehabilitation consultant. What do you think?"

They were all shrewd people. Seeing that their generous and righteous words were ineffective, they immediately changed their strategy and tried to lure Qin Yu with money.

Qin Yu leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest a few times, his gaze slightly lowered, as if he were deep in thought.

The office was silent for about ten seconds.

Then, he looked up, a faint smile playing on his lips, and said, "I am very grateful for the team's recognition."

Payne, McMillan, and Pritchard exchanged a glance and smiled, all thinking that Qin Yu was about to agree.

"but......"

However, Qin Yu then abruptly changed the subject, saying each word carefully, "If you want me to take over the rehabilitation of these wounded soldiers, I have one condition."

He paused, leaned forward, placed his hands on the table, looked directly at Payne and the other two, and said the condition he had been preparing for a long time, word by word: "I want Jason out."