Ping Pong Life

Chapter 142 The Psychic Story of Lotus City
After walking a long way, Qin Huachang finally spoke. He said, "I apologize to you for hurting you."

Seeing Wang Chao's weird eyes, he couldn't help but patted Wang Chao's head again, cursing: "What are you thinking, it's not what you think...I just... feel ashamed of her, No matter how she beats me or lets the dog bite me, I will admit it."

At this time, the scratches on Qin Huachang's face had gradually become clear, blood was oozing from many places, and he looked extremely embarrassed, but he didn't care, and sat down casually by the side of the street, with his legs straight, and after a long silence, he said : "Forget it, don't force it, it seems that I really don't have this life...Wang Chao, accompany me to a place this afternoon and help me with the last thing. If it still doesn't work, let's go back."

Today's Qin Huachang was not as energetic as yesterday, but rather quiet. The two of them ate two bowls of rice noodles casually outside at noon, and then came outside an arena.

"You go in and find a little fat guy inside. He's not very old. He looks about fourteen or fifteen years old. You have a flat head. You play a round with him. After you win, ask him if he wants to become as powerful as you."

Qin Huachang taught Wang Chao face-to-face the opportunity, and said it in a rambling, extremely detailed manner: "If the little fat man wants to, you can tell him that you can introduce him to a master, but you must not mention my name."

Qin Huachang stopped here, thought for a while, and said, "Then let's mention Lao He's name. Although Lao He is not capable, he has a good temper, careful heart, and a good reputation in the industry... Just say, you You can introduce him to He Jingping, try your best to help Old He brag about how powerful he is, and see if you can trick the little fat man out."

Wang Chaoyue heard more and more wrong: "Do you think he is a fool?"

Qin Huachang shook his head and said, "He's not stupid. If he was really stupid, how could I fall in love with him? He's just... just... relatively simple, yes, with a relatively simple mind, and doesn't care much about other things except playing ball. Hey, you Don't ask so many questions, in short, if you bring him out and let me meet with him, the task will be considered complete."

Wang Chao was naturally unwilling, because none of the things Qin Huachang asked him to do in the past two days were in compliance with the rules.It's not a crime. It's safe to break the law. This arena is obviously the home of the little fat man. If he goes in and messes around, if he is beaten as a human trafficker, there is no reason to do so.

But looking at the scratches on Lao Qin's face and the bandaged wound on his leg, and thinking about the application form, Wang Chao finally softened his heart and sighed: "If something happens, you have to put I'll keep it..."

Then I suddenly discovered a blind spot: "Hey, that's not right, if you just call the little fat man out of the arena to meet, you don't need to look for me at all, right? Just grab someone on the street?"

Qin Huachang shook his head: "That won't work, you can't beat him with just anyone."

"Then you can go to the Liancheng City team to find a professional player. With your face, can he not cooperate?" Wang Chao is still puzzled.

Qin Huachang still shook his head: "Professional players can't beat him."

He saw that Wang Chao wanted to ask more questions, so he simply said the truth: "Let me tell you this, don't look at Xiaopang who is only working in the arena now, but no one in the Liancheng team can beat him... Neither does the Star City team." People can beat him, even your Jiangcheng team can't beat him with that force."

Seeing Wang Chao's astonished gaze, he couldn't help but feel a little proud: "Can you think that what I, Old Qin, is looking for is an ordinary person? That kid's genius level is not inferior to yours. Even if it is you, when you fight him later, You must also be careful, don't overturn the boat in the gutter and delay my business."

Wang Chao finally showed some interest.

Qin Huachang took out another mask from his pocket and handed it to him: "Put it on, you are already a little famous in the fan circle, it would be bad if you were recognized."

Wang Chao walked towards the arena, and when he entered the door, he looked back. Qin Huachang was standing behind the green belt across the street, hiding his body tightly, as if he was afraid of being seen by anyone in the arena.

The arena is not big, it looks old, the decoration inside is dilapidated, but the business is good. When Wang Chao entered, he saw many tables separated by baffles and net ropes. The players on both sides of the table were tall. Hurricane battle, but it brought back some memories of the original owner of this body.

When he was in high school, he, Liu Yue, Han Feng and others often went to Mingyue Stadium to play ball. It also had a similar atmosphere and similar joy, but the facilities of Mingyue Stadium were obviously higher than here.

Wang Chao turned around and found a fat man with a crew cut.

The child was sitting on a chair boredly looking around, watching others play, yawning while watching, his listless appearance made Wang Chao smile knowingly.

I remember that when he first crossed, he was in the Mingyue Pavilion, watching the substitute players of the Jiangcheng City team play, and he was yawning all over the place.

Most of the masters watch rookies play like this.

It appears to be him.

Wang Chao walked over and said softly, "Hi."

Xiaopang was half asleep and half awake, when he heard a voice suddenly, he was startled, turned his head quickly, sucked the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and said in a panic: "Ah, that... are you going to play? There are still empty tables."

Wang Chao said with a smile: "I want to play, but I came alone, can you play with me?"

Xiaopang was a little embarrassed, and said: "I have to watch the situation... But it's still okay to play one or two rounds."

So pay the money, choose the table, set up the net, and set up the battle.

When Wang Chao took out the racket, the little fat man recognized it at a glance, and said in surprise: "Wow, Super Luo, this one is very expensive!"

He looked up at Wang Chao, as if he wanted to see who was under the mask, but Wang Chao's attitude was calm, and the fat man gave up after watching for a while, saying, "You serve first."

During the conversation, some people in the arena gradually gathered around.

The little fat man is actually quite famous in this arena. Although he is a staff member in name, in the past two years, there have been many people who came to pick the arena, and he was finally dismissed by him, so the boss opened him up. What he wanted was a double salary, and the regulars in the arena had long believed that this kid was the number one player in the arena.

Usually, some golfers come to play alone, and they will pull him to play a few rounds, but each time they don’t last long, because the gap between the two sides is too big, basically it belongs to the father to beat the son. Although the fans and friends are addicted to food, they are not abused. Tendency, so as time goes by, Xiaopang actually feels a bit overwhelmed here.

It's rare for a newcomer to come to play, and Xiaopang is invited. Of course, everyone has to watch and gloat, waiting to see how the newcomer suffers like he did back then.

Wang Chao holds the ball in his hands, palms flattened, and habitually bows slightly.

Just this small opening action caused low boos from the audience, because everyone has watched the live broadcast of the game and knows that this is a professional posture.

Chubby's body squatted down, also in the posture of a professional player catching the ball, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

He really hasn't lost a game for a long time. The acquaintances in the arena are too weak to be considered appetizers. In the past two years, some people occasionally came to play in the arena, but since they were beaten back by him three times in a row , No one will come to kick the gym anymore.

So Xiaopang actually regretted it, did he act too hard at the time?

In short, he desperately hopes that today's strange guest wearing a mask can give him a little bit of fun.

Wang Chao served and directly stole a long ball.

In fact, amateur players have never advocated sneak attacks when they play basketball, because the purpose of everyone is "practice" and "entertainment", not competition. Even if there is a certain outcome in a fight, it must be friendship first and competition second.

But Wang Chao was very serious, because he could see enthusiasm in Xiaopang's eyes, not to mention, Qin Huachang said just now that Xiaopang is very strong.

Wang Chao didn't want to really capsize in the gutter.

When the ball was sent, Xiaopang obviously didn't realize it. He was taken aback and turned sideways quickly, but it was still too late. Seeing that he couldn't run under his feet, he didn't run at all. He squatted down, stretched his arms to the limit, and forcibly With force, with a shout, he swiped the board hard, and even successfully swept the ball back.

The movement was ugly, and the crowd in the audience exclaimed and laughed, because the ball was rescued unexpectedly, and laughed because Xiaopang acted like a penguin.

Only Wang Chao could see that Qin Huachang was right. This little fat man's touch was super good. This kind of barely saved the ball was actually out of shape. He was able to catch the ball with pure touch.

Wang Chao turned sideways directly, and without a word, he rushed forward and scored a point.

"Wow!" The admiration in the arena was quite neat this time.

Although everyone has no professional vision, they can all feel that the movements of Wang Chao's board are very smooth, very graceful, and very decisive, which is definitely a symbol of a master.

The little fat man picked up the ball and threw it to Wang Chao again: "Come again."

This time, he squatted lower.

Wang Chao sent another steal.

But this time the little fat man was already on guard, and directly attacked sideways.

This is a heavy looper of very high quality.

Although he was young, the speed of the ball was surprisingly fast. The ball flew in mid-air, even with the sound of whistling wind, which showed the speed of the ball.

Wang Chao took a step back and pulled the ball back. When the racket collided with the ball, Wang Chao's heart shuddered slightly.

The power of this ball is greater than he imagined.

It's hard to imagine that this is a ball played by a 15-year-old kid.

The little fat man was visibly excited. He took another half step back, pulled the ball hard, and at the same time as the racket was being swung, he stomped on the ground with one foot, making a muffled "boom".

This is actually a problem that most amateur players are prone to.

Because the posture is not in place, the power is not thorough.

So in order to forcefully exert strength, I couldn't help but add the movement of my feet.

But I have to say that although the little fat man's style of play is full of amateur traces, the quality of the ball is really high, and the force of the ball flying over is actually stronger than the one just now. Because of a wrong prediction, he failed to hold down the height perfectly, and directly gave the little fat man a rather high ball.

The little fat man was overjoyed, he jumped up and went all out to hit the high ball.

The ball directly beat Wang Chao to death.

The score is 1:1.

"Wow!" Everyone on both sides of the table exclaimed in unison.

This call is not only for Xiaopang, but also for Wang Chao. The more guests who have been here for a long time, the more they know how strong Xiaopang is. Fat masters of the same level.

The arena was originally small, so everyone coaxed together, and the whole arena could hear it clearly.

So many golfers at the table stopped playing, and all gathered around to watch the master duel.

Wang Chao only felt that his head was a little big.

He wanted to keep a low profile, because later on he would have to trick the little fat man to go out with sweet words.

But the ball had just started playing, and it produced a sensational effect. What should we do later?

What if the mask is taken off and someone recognizes you?

He shook his head, drove away these distracting thoughts first, and played seriously.

When it was the little fat man's turn to serve, he didn't think too much, and directly served a short backspin.

Wang Chao made short moves.

The little fat man swung back.

Wang Chao poses again.

The little fat man swung back and pretended to be high, and was directly picked and beaten by Wang Chao, and he was beaten to death with a blow.

The little fat man made another short backspin.

Wang Chao continued to swing short.

After two rounds between the two, it was Xiaopang who took the lead and was beaten to death by Wang Chao.

The score became 3:1 in a blink of an eye, and the onlookers were extremely excited. They waited for many years, and finally waited for the little fat man to lose.

Someone was yelling at Wang Chao: "Hey, friend, are you here to play in the gym? Which arena near you are you?"

Someone shouted: "Brother, are you a professional player? Take off your mask and let us see."

Wang Chao's scalp was numb, and he just wanted to make a quick decision.

He started playing dirty.

First, he served the ball with a short backspin without turning, tricking Xiaopang into rubbing the ball hard, but he rubbed it directly out of the bottom line.

Then he sent a high toss ball, but it still didn't spin, Xiaopang was fooled again, and the ball flew out of bounds.

The score became 5:1.

Xiaopang's serve has changed and he began to steal long.

However, his serving skills were relatively rough, and the steal went straight out of bounds, and the score became 6:1.

Xiaopang returned to the short backspin serve again.

Wang Chao did not continue to play short.

He has already seen the problem of Xiaopang.

This kid is indeed a genius, with excellent hand feel and strong body coordination. He can hit the ball back even in awkward postures. Moreover, the quality of the ball is extremely high, which shows that strength is also his strength.

But beyond that, there are too many problems.

First of all, the posture is not standard, which limits the force.

Secondly, running under the feet is unscientific, which makes it easy to be moved left and right.

Then the small balls in the table are not delicate, and when they swing each other short, they can't swing Wang Chao at all.

In the end, he couldn't serve...

Probably every player who plays quality balls does not pay much attention to serving, such as Geng Shuai, Zhu Ding, and Lin Li.

On the contrary, players with an elegant style of play and a smart style of play pay more attention to serving and regard serving as part of their tactics, such as Wang Chao, Luo Jiu, and Sun Tianlong.

Xiaopang's style of play is indeed very powerful at the city team level. In a sense, his style of play is a bit like force.

It is rougher than force, but it is also of higher quality than force.

Xiaopang doesn’t really eat serve very much, but he eats deceptive moves a lot. This is purely a matter of experience, and the problem can be solved with a period of targeted training in a professional team.

So Wang Chao now wanted to see what other shining points he hadn't seen about the person Qin Huachang remembered so much.

He directly skimmed the ball to Xiaopang's forehand baseline.

This is feeding the ball to Chubby.

The long ball from the bottom line, in professional games, the opponent can attack forcibly. The only difference is, facing a backspin ball, do you dare to pull the heavy loop directly, or just try to pull a high loop? ball.

Or, you are aggressive enough to dare to bet on the straight line with a very low success rate and forcefully shoot the ball over.

The difficulty is different, and the quality of the ball returned is different, which represents how confident the player is when handling the ball, and how dare he hit it.

Fatty didn't think too much about it, so he just called out with his forehand, a genuine heavy looping ball.

Wang Chao's "Super Luo" is very friction-heavy. The ball was actually a strong backspin, but Xiaopang, a 15-year-old physique, forced the ball into a heavy arc with enough strength, and did not underspin. net.

Wang Chao swung his arm and pulled back, the ball hit the racket, and even his arm felt a slight shock.

The ball changed a line and fell to Xiaopang's backhand bottom line.

Xiaopang didn’t run with his feet, apparently he had accepted the fact that his feet were not moving fast enough during his long-term playing. He chose to turn slightly to the left, retract his wrists, and twist and pull with a strong backhand.

This twist directly screwed Wang Chao to death.

The quality of this backhand twist is so high that it is almost the best that Wang Chao has encountered so far.

Wang Chao tries to pull the ball, but the ball swings faster than Wang Chao's arm.

Wang Chao wanted to pull the ball over, but the ball was too spiny, too heavy, and too fast. It hit the edge of Wang Chao's racket directly, and flew high into the sky in an instant.

Wang Chao felt a little awe-inspiring.

Because this is obviously a real bully!

Wang Chao has been playing for half a year since he crossed over, and he has encountered a lot of good backhand twists. Both Geng Shuai and Zhu Ding's backhands are explosive enough, and even that little kid in Jiangshan keeps saying that his own backhand is the overlord. screw.

But from Wang Chao's point of view, only at this moment, the ball that the little fat man twisted has a bit of the real taste of the overlord in his mind.

(End of this chapter)