Chapter 8 Asking for help

In this way, two weeks passed in a hurry.

After practicing day and night, Yuan Ye's hand has improved to 11 times per second.

Although such hands did not meet the requirements for repairing "watermelon petals", the benefits it brought to him were obvious. Now his efficiency in repairing motorcycles is at least two levels higher than usual, and the throwing method brings

He has also benefited a lot from his new hand-eye coordination and accuracy, which is mainly reflected in repairing parts. His hands are much more stable than before, and his grasp of scales has also improved.

It stands to reason that Yuan Ye should be extremely happy with such an improvement, but now he is frowning, leaning on his broken table with one hand, as if he is desperately thinking about something.

Three days have passed, and there is no sign of improvement in his hands, as if this is already his limit. But he does not agree with the limit, because he tried to do a folding fan drift before, and in

When the temperature was close to 18o degrees, the magnetic car lost control once. Fortunately, he was prepared and quickly adjusted.

And this incident proved that 11 moves is not the limit. Now he has roughly measured that if you want to make a folding fan-shaped drift, you need at least 12 moves.

Since the limit has not been reached, what is the reason that caused the hand to stop moving forward?

Yuan Ye began to think hard about this problem. He had encountered similar problems before when he was promoted from 9 times to 10 times. However, after crazy training, his hands were quickly improved, and he jumped to 11 times.

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What exactly went wrong?

Yuan Ye casually scratched his messy head. He had practiced hard these past few days to get him to leave him alone, so he who originally looked a little dirty now looked even worse. At first glance, he was almost like a beggar.

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Um?

Inadvertently, Yuan Ye's eyes couldn't help but fall on a crystal card. At this moment, it was randomly discarded among a pile of debris, with only one exposed.

That crystal card was Zhang Zinan's business card. After sending Zhang Zinan to the air force base, he threw it aside. He knew very well who the other party was and how he could be so close to him. So since then, he

I have no intention of having any contact with Zhang Zinan.

But now he was a little hesitant. He was in a difficult situation now. The opponent was an excellent pilot, so he must have unique insights.

After thinking about it for a while, Yuan Ye reached out and took out the crystal card. Anyway, asking would not kill anyone. The worst thing is that the other party didn't remember that he gave him a scolding. What's the big deal? When he was wandering, he was scolded by others.

Isn’t it still a little while?

Yuan Ye thought like this and looked at the contact number on the card - y66668888. The number was so pretty that it dazzled him. He took a deep breath and tried to keep his mood calm, but when dialing, he couldn't help but feel...

A little nervous and uneasy, just like a teenager in the same period making a phone call request to the lover of his dreams.

Du...du...

The communicator kept ringing, and Yuan Ye was so nervous that he almost suffocated.

Finally, on the seventh ring, the call was answered.

"Who is it?" It was Zhang Zinan's voice, but the voice did not sound so friendly, and a delicate female voice came faintly from the communicator: "Dear, it's so late, who is it?"

After hearing this, Yuan Ye couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. It seemed that he had not managed the time of sending the contact request well.

"Um...I...I'm the person who drove you to the military base last time, the guy who drove the old car." Yuan Ye was extremely nervous and said in a squeaky voice.

"Oh, it's you." From the tone of his voice, it was clear that Zhang Zinan remembered Yuan Ye and became a lot friendlier, which made Yuan Ye feel a little relieved.

"You came to see me so late, what's wrong?" Zhang Zinan asked openly.

"Um..." Yuan Ye didn't know how to word it for a while, so he could only say tremblingly: "I just encountered a little problem. It's not a big problem actually. It's just about the hand. You are a pilot, so you should

Very sensible?"

"Of course, hands are an important indicator for evaluating pilots." Zhang Zinan replied cheerfully.

"Then do you know how to improve your hands?" Yuan Ye asked tentatively.

"Of course I understand..." Then Zhang Zinan threw out a lot of air force terminology, which instantly confused Yuan Ye.

"Actually, it's not as complicated as you said. I just want to ask you. My hand is stuck at 11 times per second. I have tried many methods before, but I can't improve it. I want to ask you, what is going on?

Yuan Ye asked cautiously.

"This..." The communicator seemed to be lost in thought, and at this time Yuan Ye faintly heard: "Dear, wait for me a moment, boo~" Then there was a burst of footsteps. Apparently, Zhang Zinan had already walked down.

bed.

"Stuck things often happen when you improve your hands, so you don't have to be too frustrated. The key is to find out the reason." Zhang Zinan comforted Yuan Ye and said: "First, tell me what you have experienced during practice.

Feel.”

"Feeling? It feels like I clearly feel that I can go faster, but my body just can't turn that much. I've often thought about it, and I'm ready, but my hands can't keep up." Yuan Ye described his inner confusion.

"This question..." Zhang Zinan was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking: "There are many situations where your phenomenon occurs. The most common one is that practitioners focus on the cooperation between the wrist and fingers, thereby neglecting the elbow.

Cooperation from the shoulders to the whole body.”

"The cooperation of the elbows, shoulders and the whole body?" After hearing Zhang Zinan's point, Yuan Ye seemed to have an epiphany. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that this was probably his problem.

"Yes, you have to remember that people often have a misunderstanding. They think that training the hands is all about training the hands. This is a very wrong understanding. You must know that the hands are actually part of your body. Only the muscles of your body can

Only when the nerves cooperate with each other can your hands reach their greater potential."

"So that's it." After carefully recalling the previous training, Yuan Ye was finally sure that his problem was that his whole body's coordination ability was insufficient.

"By the way, I think I told you this before. No matter what you are driving, the best state of your body is to be tight but not stiff, loose but not unremitting." Zhang Zinan reminded enthusiastically.

"Well, I understand." After finding out the problem, Yuan Ye felt much better, so he asked curiously: "I wonder what Brother Zhang's hand is?"

"This..." Zhang Zinan was obviously a little embarrassed: "Actually, among pilots, my hands are average, but my strength is the accuracy of operation."

Hearing what Zhang Zinan said, Yuan Ye also knew that it seemed that Zhang Zinan's hands were not very fast.

"It can barely reach more than 20, and if you swing it, it can reach 25." Zhang Zinan said a little embarrassed, as if this number was very shameful.

"Ahem!" Yuan Ye coughed twice. Such a number was beyond his expectation. At this moment, he realized how bad his hands were. They reported 25 easily and skillfully, but he was still there.

Struggling hard for 11 to 12, not even half of others.

From the coughing sound, Zhang Zinan seemed to be able to guess what Yuan Zhizhong was thinking, so he smiled and said: "You don't have to be too discouraged. I think when you were that big, your hands were less than 1o. The word "hand"

"Practice, if you work hard, there is no number you can't reach."

"Oh." Yuan Ye reluctantly responded.

Afterwards, they chatted with Zhang Zinan for a while before Yuan Ye broke off the contact. Apparently Zhang Zinan was a very talkative guy.

Turning off the contactor, Yuan Ye simply stopped thinking about the distant number 25. After all, he knew very well who Zhang Zinan was and who he was. What he needed to consider now was Zhang Zinan's previous words, full cooperation.

"Start with the elbows, then the shoulders, and then the whole body." Yuan Yezai carefully repeated what Zhang Zinan had said to him, and then began to sit cross-legged on the ground, holding his chin with one hand, and fell into a selfless state.

Under consideration.

About two hours later, Yuan Ye stood up slowly, with a very calm expression. He came to the table, took out a blank piece of paper, and began to write crookedly on it. His handwriting was not pretty, but it looked good.

You can feel that it was written with care.

It’s no wonder that Yuan Ye didn’t accumulate much knowledge. The only systematic study he did was before his mother’s death. When he was homeless, he had no chance to study. After his life became stable, he was busy with work every day. Although he occasionally studied, he didn’t have enough time.

There are too many, so Yuan Ye's current knowledge level is only about magnetic cars, he can barely reach literacy and understand some scientific common sense.

Snapped.

Ten minutes later, a future plan was posted on the wall. In addition to the same daily work, basically most of the time was spent on training hands. After all, I wanted to make myself live a better life.

It's better to achieve your wish as soon as possible, and your hands become the first step.

Faster hands means improved work efficiency, and improved work efficiency means he can make more money. This is Yuan Ye's simplest idea of ​​training his hands.

The main method of training his hands is the old-fashioned throwing method. Zhang Zinan originally introduced him to several methods of training his hands, but those methods did not require expensive equipment.

Yuan Ye didn't even think about the instrument and just pssed it directly.

Although the intervention of the elbow did not achieve immediate results, it was much better than the previous feeling of strength. He believed that as long as he further strengthened his body coordination, breaking through to 12 times per second would be just around the corner.
Chapter completed!