Amnesia at the beginning: After whitewashing, she exploded into the entertainment industry

Chapter 112
She hit the racket quickly, but because her sight was blocked, her speed and accuracy were limited, and she watched the ball rush out!

One to four!

Ning Qing one, Song Zhixin four.

Song Zhixin let out a long breath, wiped her sweat with her hands, bent her body slightly, stared at the woman opposite, and began to feel frustrated.

In the past, her skills were not to say that she had never failed, at least they were quite satisfactory, and she was said to be a very talented type.But today this person appeared, which suddenly shocked her previous thoughts.

Then again, the few balls just now hit her so badly that she was scattered all over the ground, completely unable to parry.

This is not the level of ordinary people!
The right time, place and people are indispensable, but she lacks a heart.

Are those ping pong balls broken on the ground?Obviously it's her heart.

If she can't do it with two more balls, she will be a fool in this round.The opening of the [-]nd match was black, and if the king ran to Xinshou Village, it would become a joke.

Song Zhixin's weakened fighting spirit immediately became ablaze!
She is not a person who gives up easily!
The staff handed the ball back to Ning Qing!

Ning gently pinched the ball, rubbed it in his hand, then bent down, and put the hand holding the ball on the edge of the table, like a dormant beast, ready to erupt at any moment.

Her expression was very calm, sinking like a pool of stagnant water, completely calm and daunting.

In the camera of the live broadcast room, the woman is wearing a light-colored sportswear, her eyes are cold, and she doesn't wear makeup. She is completely different from those celebrities who wear the same style of heavy makeup.

This is a woman who is calm to the extreme, but also very heart-warming.

What is more moving than her appearance is her temperament that is always calm and sure of victory.

As clear and deep as water.

With Song Zhixin's brilliant effort, Ning Qing's third ball flew over at an unstoppable speed!
That speed is no less than before.

In all martial arts in the world, speed is the only thing that can't be broken, and the same is true for playing ball.

Song Zhixin didn't dare to be careless, and almost pulled out the beat at the same time.The moment the ball landed on the racket, the collision of power, the drifting of the arc, it was just a small moment of thinking turning, and the ball was successfully caught!

While Song Zhixin breathed a sigh of relief, she also looked forward to the next test even more.

She knew Ning Qing's strength, so she pushed and pulled skillfully, made a looping ball in the direction, then slowed down, and shot towards the corner of the table on Ning Qing's left.

Click!

chap!
Click!

chap!
The familiar scene is staged again!
When most of the game passed, the two started the strange scene again.In the live broadcast, the two did not concede a single ball, but they were exchanging notes in harmony, as if they were completely isolated from the scene.

This is a kind of environment for selfless discussion, throw away distracting thoughts, and just want to play a game quietly with the other party.

【Are your eyes sore? 】

[I don't know what to say anymore. 】

[I can't get out of the squatting toilet, can I? 】

【The me in front is eating...】

[I have cured my constipation. 】

[My hemorrhoids suddenly healed. 】

[My old hands and feet for many years are finally healed. 】

[Are all duels between masters so interesting? 】

[I feel that several balls are almost over! The result is not yet! 】

[Confirmed the eyes, both of them are ruthless people. 】

[But seriously, why is Brother Ning so versatile? 】

[If you don't understand, ask, are Brother Ning's hands and feet installed with Hot Wheels? 】

[It's really too strong and completely meets my criteria for choosing a spouse. 】

【Love, love, true love that really comes from the bottom of my heart. 】

[Refreshed my understanding of ping pong.I decided to only play table tennis in the future! 】

[Ningo succeeded in Amway table tennis! 】

[Miss Song Zhixin is really strong! 】

[Why is there such a big gap between the status of the two people? 】

[Who noticed that Brother Ning's waistband was exposed? 】

When everyone was discussing the topic of the game, a very inconsistent sentence came out.Immediately, the audience who hadn't noticed this could not help being drawn over.

In the picture, the casual trousers that Ning Qing was wearing did reveal half of the waistband. They were white and swayed with her movements, very playful.

[Fuck, your eyesight is too good. 】

[Forgive me for being wrong. 】

[Pull it out. 】

[Grab it. 】

[Use it to tie your hands. 】

[Bit and tear it apart with your mouth. 】

[Every second below is a highlight moment...]

[Twenty thousand words are omitted in the middle. 】

[It's so visually appealing! 】

[You are already a bunch of LSPs at a young age. 】

[I am 53. 】

.........

This ball received at least a hundred balls, which directly made everyone doubt life.Song Zhixin didn't know what was going on with the person opposite, anyway, she felt tired all over her body and also mentally.

The whole arm was almost numb and I couldn't feel it.

This long-term tactic consumes not only physical strength, but also mental strength.

Her clothes were soaked, but Ning Qing still looked calm and breezy.This kind of oppressive blow always hits the heart at once, and collapses the sense of faith that has been hard-won.

She is so tired!
Give your full attention every minute!
Sweat dripped down her cheeks, Song Zhixin looked at Ning Qing who was only sweating slightly, and couldn't help feeling emotional in her heart.

He is a cruel man!
Ning Qing casually took the running ball, and leisurely reached out to wipe the sweat from her nose.

This is just the beginning.

She also understands the opponent's tactics very well, and the opponent also understands her tactics very well.In the case of each having their own skills, only by taking the opportunity by surprise and seizing the opportunity can they win the final victory.

Clenching the racket tightly, she glanced at the flying ball, slowly released the strength in her hand, and then pretended to swipe it very hard.With the help of ingenuity, the ball was drawn out, and the speed was also very fast.

Song Zhixin, who was used to Ning Qing's power, took such a sudden slap with the previous power!
The ball flew straight out without touching the table!
Song Zhixin lost another chance to hit the ball!
One to five!

The game is coming to the final stage soon!
This is a strong comparison result, Ning Qing won the competition.As long as Song Zhixin is a little careless, victory is in sight.

Although this is just a simple trial, the gold content in it is self-evident.

Even the coach stared at it intently, with expressions of appreciation constantly pouring out.Can such an expression be a dissatisfied expression?

The reason why a man stared intently at the two girls was——

The two are very good at the game.

The people on the side gave warm applause.

"Good, good, great."

"It's amazing!"

"The two masters are just different."

The two people in the battle did not affect their mood because of the outside voice.At the critical moment of the game, psychological tactics are particularly important.Especially now that Song Zhixin is in a weak position, if she is not careful, the contest between her and Ning Qing will end, and she will be the loser.

"Song Zhixin serves!"

The staff made a noise, and Song Zhixin, who took the ball again, was sweating on her face, but she didn't dare to be negligent for a moment.

I think she was walking on eggshells when she first entered the provincial team.Later, as the technology became more proficient, I also encountered various masters, but none of them were so difficult.

In the hearts of everyone, the ball in her palm twirled in her hand, and then it was suddenly sliced ​​out!
Shocked for a second!
Everyone held their breath!
This ball can decide the outcome!

The ball flew at a speed visible to the naked eye, turned at a certain angle in the air, and flew towards Ning Qing's table corner neatly like an arrow!

Ning Qing's slightly bent body straightened up in an instant, then her waist twisted to a certain arc, her arms moved flexibly, the racket in her hand turned into an afterimage, and slapped straight towards the scattered ball!

The audience was all moved, many of them clenched their fists excitedly, gritted their teeth, almost couldn't help rushing into the camera to help Ning Qing slap the ball hard!
While people couldn't help but lean forward and look, the ball swayed left and right in the air with an incredible arc, with excellent power and speed.

Song Zhixin was taken aback.

The racket subconsciously slapped it, and it fell through!

　.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)