Ping Pong Life

Chapter 4 The Secret Target

The ensuing process was intense but not exciting. For the sake of the show, Yan Feng got a blackboard to score points. Wang Chao glanced at it. The "boxer" Tian Zhengguang's grades were not bad. He has played seven games so far. , won five games, lost two games, ranked third in points, and the two above him were named Tian Ye and Jiang Shan.

After more than an hour, the assessment was over, and the final score was still the first in Jiangshan, the second in Tianye, and the third in Tian Zhengguang.

Looking at the expressions of the three coaches, it seems that they have already guessed the result. It is just a routine record, and they plan to call it a day.

But Yan Feng leaned closer and whispered something in the ear of one of the coaches.

The coach hesitated for a while, and asked the two coaches next to him in a low voice. The two coaches hesitated a little, and nodded one after another.

Yan Feng was overjoyed, and immediately took the microphone and announced: "Next, we will randomly select lucky spectators present to compete with professional players. Those who are interested will raise their hands."

Wang Chao just felt that it was boring, and wanted to tell the three friends to leave quickly, but the next moment, he saw the three friends raised their arms happily, and the tall and powerful Hou Xiaojian even forcibly pushed forward. Yelling: "I come, I come, count me in."

The atmosphere in the venue reached a fever pitch in an instant.

It was a formal assessment just now, and the substitute players were very serious. After all, the assessment result is linked to many things, but now that the assessment has ended and it has become an entertainment game, the substitutes let themselves go and play together. .

After all, they are young people.

The lads know how big the gap is between professional and amateur, and they don’t play seriously. They start to work hard when they come up. He attacked wildly at will, and defended steadily one by one.

Later, there was even a guy who didn't even want to use the racket. He got an ipad from somewhere as a weapon and still beat the challenged golfers submissively.

The entire Mingyue Pavilion is full of cheerful air.

Wang Chao watched coldly, but he saw more than others.

For example, Yan Feng, the owner of the arena, is responsible for selecting lucky golfers to play, but he has selected so many people, and his eyes have swept across the faces of Liu Yue, Hou Xiaojian and others several times, but he has always ignored their raised arms.

This is not snobbery, but the subconscious instinct of a businessman. Yan Feng remembered that these high school students had conflicts with the players just now. Although he didn't know if they took each other seriously, he still didn't want this group of people to run into each other again.

For another example, there is an uncle in his 40s who has been selected three times. This is not because he is lucky, but because he is a regular customer of this arena. Of course, Yan Feng needs to take more care of him.

Another example is an old man who is also a regular customer, but his cheeks are red and he is emotional, so Yan Feng resolutely does not choose him, fearing that he will die suddenly due to excessive excitement when playing...

Wang Chao was watching it interestingly, when he suddenly discovered that Liu Yue had actually played.

It wasn't Yan Feng who chose it, but a certain player beckoned to Liu Yue and said with a smile, "Come here."

Liu Yue came out happily, served the ball directly, and with a "snap", the opponent directly volleyed vigorously. The small silver ball turned into a bolt of lightning, landed beside Liu Yue, and flew out far away.

Liu Yue was a little confused.

In fact, he had never encountered such a fast ball.

This is also normal, he met a group of amateurs on the high school campus, even a guy with natural supernatural power like Hou Xiaojian, when he hit the ball, he would suffer from wrong posture, insufficient rotation, wrong way of exerting force, and insufficient rubber. For other reasons, the ball speed is not enough.

Once a professional player attacks, no matter the strength or the speed of the ball, it is by no means comparable to that of an amateur player.

"Wow!" Liu Yue couldn't help exclaiming, "Amazing!"

With light in his eyes, he said, "Come again!"

Another ball was sent, and there was another "pop", and the silver ball turned into lightning again, and flew out without Liu Yue being able to make any reaction at all.

"Come again!"

"Snapped!"

"Come again!"

"Snapped!"

Liu Yue's face turned red.

The young man wanted to save face the most. He served four balls and was drawn four by the opponent.

And he clearly remembered that these players played very casually just now, and never took the initiative to attack, because they were afraid that they would be killed if they attacked.

How come it's my turn to change?
His lips moved, he wanted to ask, but felt ashamed, after thinking about it, he decided to serve a short backspin ball that would not be played.

In a regular game, it is of course a foul if the serve is not served, but here, it doesn't matter.

With this kind of ball, the opponent can't attack directly, right?
however……

The substitute player over there circled around the side of the table at the fastest speed, and almost all of them rushed to the net position in the middle of the table. Come.

"Snapped!"

A very standard forehand pick in the ring.

The ping-pong ball landed on the table in front of Liu Yue and rebounded quickly. Liu Yue felt his eyes blur and subconsciously wanted to hide, but it was too late. The next moment, the ball had already hit Liu Yue's left cheek.

With a "poof", there was a bit of burning pain, which shows the power of this ball.

The arena roared with laughter, but Wang Chao frowned slightly.

If anything, he thought it might just be a coincidence just now, but five consecutive vigorous kicks, including the last, more difficult forcible kick inside the table, is already a very obvious humiliation.

He saw that the player on the opposite side was still smiling, just like he was having fun with the water friends before, but the man's gaze subconsciously glanced somewhere to the side, and briefly met another gaze.

Following this line of sight, Wang Chao saw Tian Zhengguang who was applauding vigorously and smiling gloatingly.

He looked again at the nameplate on the player's chest, on which his name was written: Long Tao.

He looked at the assessment record on the blackboard next to him. There were a total of sixteen players, and Long Tao ranked No. 13.

At this time Liu Yue didn't want to play anymore, he threw the racket on the table and said, "I won't play anymore."

Long Tao didn't stop him, but his eyes wandered among the crowd, and he fell on Han Feng, saying: "Are you two together? Come and try?"

Han Feng came out without hesitation and said, "Okay, I'll do it."

He is recognized as the highest level among the four people. The concept of loyalty among young people is very simple. If you bully my brother, I will take the lead. As for whether I can beat...

Let's talk about it!
Wang Chao saw that the boss Yan Feng seemed to be taking a step forward, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything, instead he backed away.

Obviously, a human being like Yan Feng has already realized that something is wrong, but after the shortest trade-off, he decided to side with the players.

"A little boy, how big is it to lose a few goals on the court?"

(End of this chapter)