City Survival: The Program Group Is Going Crazy!

At this time, in the table tennis area of ​​the city's central garden, everyone is paying attention to this exciting table tennis match, and they still don't know the true identity of the old man in blue.

The uncle in blue leaned down nervously, staring at Lin Beifan with eagle-like eyes.

Now there are only two balls left!

Means only two chances left!

If you miss, then the game is really lost!

There's no shame in losing, it's not like he hasn't lost before!

However, if he loses to an 8-year-old urchin, loses to an 8-year-old kid in front of the whole country, and still shaves his head, where will his face as a world champion be put?

Not only will you be laughed to death by your companions, but you will also be laughed to death by more than one billion viewers across the country!

Then he is really shameless!

Especially thinking that his coach Fatty Liu is staring at him in the live broadcast room!

If you see yourself losing, you will train him to death after you go back!

This fat man is bad and bad, he can definitely do such a thing!

So, he can't lose no matter what!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ke, the uncle in blue, couldn't help laughing bitterly.

I thought I took an easy task, and came here to play a few rounds with two amateur players, but I didn't expect to meet a big devil. What's the matter!

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have rushed here!

However, although there is some regret in my heart, there is still a trace of excitement.

Because he hasn't been this excited for a long time!

It's been a long time since I met an opponent who can fight with all my strength!

The little child prodigy, let him feel the long-lost passion!

The long-lost excitement!

Every drop of blood on his body!

Every cell!

It's all boiling!

Woohoo!

Sleeping Tibetan Mastiff, Su Pei!

"Master in blue looks different again!"

"It seems very excited!"

"Five Five Zero" "It's weird, are you excited about losing?"

Everyone whispered.

At this time, Lin Beifan had already got the ball and started to serve.

There was no accident at the beginning of the boundary ball, and then there are variables, depending on how the two sides play.

In order to prevent the opponent from scoring easily and to win even more, the uncle in blue made a horizontal slice, which made the ball very round and made it more difficult for Lin Beifan to catch the ball.

At the same time, he is also ready to deal with his various spikes.

However, Gong just ignored the smash.

"Snapped"

The sound is very loud.

It was like a slap in the face.

The ping pong ball was kicked back upside down.

At the moment of the shot, the uncle in blue judged that it was a touch tennis ball.

Immediately rushed up, took the racket and flicked it lightly, and flicked back the ping pong ball that had just landed.

Then, immediately return to defense and prepare for the response.

Lin Beifan made another smash without hesitation!

"Snapped"

Still playing tennis!

This is the conditioned reflex he has formed for a long time, an indescribable intuition!

The precision is incomparable, he believes it 100%!

So he rushed up immediately and stretched out his racket to catch the ball.

Sure enough, the ping pong ball hit the white edge of the net, turned violently, and then rolled over.

Fortunately, he was ready, flicked the racket lightly, and picked the ball over.

The range is not high, and it just passed the net, preventing Lin Beifan from having a chance to smash the ball.

Then, immediately step back and meet the 4th attack.

Lin Beifan slapped again, a violent smash!

Still playing tennis!

The uncle in blue thought to himself, and immediately made a big stride, stretching out his hand to catch the ball.

The ball hit the white edge of the net and came over.

I happened to be caught by his racket, and a sliced ​​ball was pushed back. It was difficult for me to catch the ball, so don't think about it.

After blocking the ball, he immediately returned to the defensive position.

In fact, he also wanted to hit a smash and win a goal quickly.

However, the arc of the ball played by Lin Beifan is too low, and the position is caught off guard, and it is very difficult to catch the ball. Under such circumstances, it is too easy to say a smash

up.

He only has two chances now!

It is dangerous to make a mistake once!

So you can't take risks at all, you can only be led by the nose by the other party!

Facing the ball with a low arc and another spin, Lin Beifan still made a dunk!

No matter how many moves the opponent has, I only have one move!

Eat fresh all over the world with one trick!

"Snapped"

Boundary ball!

This time it's a boundary ball!

The uncle in blue immediately made a judgment and took a step back.

His eyes were fixed on the flying ping pong ball.

But after 0.001 seconds, he was shocked to find that the angle of the ball was too far, and it seemed that it should be out of bounds!

But according to the previous level of the little prodigy, he can hit the touch ball, and he has hit every shot so far, so this ball should not go out of bounds!

So now there is a question, should I catch the ball in advance?

If you don't catch the ball, then the ball really hits the boundary and will inevitably be deflected.

The speed is fast, and it deflects again. He doesn't know where it bounces. He can't catch such a ball at all!

No one can do it!

But if he catches the ball and the referee judges that the ball is in bounds, then he hits the ball consecutively, and he loses points, and Lin Beifan scores!

The old man in blue groaned in his heart.

Why does this little guy always play such tricky shots?

At this moment, he still decided to play it safe and wait until the moment the ball fell off the table before catching the ball.

Sure enough, the little prodigy's boundary ball never disappoints!

The ping pong ball still hit the boundary, rubbed a little, and deflected!

Almost a 45 degree deflection happened!

The angle is really tricky!

The uncle in blue saw it and rushed to save the ball immediately.

The racket hit the ping pong ball.

However, because the speed was too fast and the deflection angle was too large, he failed to save the ball and lost another point!

"Score the spike, the score is now 10:0, the key game!" The referee shouted excitedly.

The audience cheered excitedly.

"The little prodigy scored another point!"

"It's 10:0 now!"

"Just one point away, the little prodigy won!"

"Only one point!"

"Come on, little prodigy!"

In the live broadcast room, the audience looked at this scene dumbfounded, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

"It's over, the Great Demon King is about to lose!"

"He's a world champion, a grand slam player, and he's going to lose to a little prodigy!"

"Who will believe this?"

"No one would have guessed that the Great Demon King has worked very hard just now, but it will not work after all!"

"Brother Zhang hold on, at least one point!"

The audience had mixed feelings, not to mention Fatty Liu, the coach of the Great Demon King.

This is a grand slam player that I trained myself. The all-powerful and frightening figure in the table tennis world is almost beaten 10:0 by an 8-year-old child. Who can bear it?

His face was so dark that he didn't even want to speak!

Regardless of the outcome of the game, he has already concocted a bunch of training plans in his heart, and he will add them to this devil boy when he goes back!

As long as you can't practice to death, practice to death!

Zhang Ke, the old man in blue who was at the scene, suddenly shivered.

An ominous premonition welled up in my heart.

11th ball.

Now, the blue-clothed uncle no longer expects to win.

Because Lin Beifan has shown a strong strength, it can be said that he is on par with him, even a little stronger than him, and he also has a dominant level of strength on the platform

In such a close match, the opponent leads him by 10 points, and he has 10 chances.

And I only have one chance.

As long as you fail once, you will lose completely.

The situation is too bad for him!

But he still doesn't give up easily!

At least one point must be scored!

On this basis, strive for a few more points and strive for a chance to come back!

This is the pride of being a world champion!

At this time, Lin Beifan got the ball and was ready to serve.

In the critical game, everyone held their breath and concentrated on watching the final competition.

The uncle in blue leaned down again, looking straight ahead, like a Tibetan mastiff ready to go.

At this time, it was finally kick-off.

Still a boundary ball.

The arc of the ball is very high, and it feels like it is going out of bounds at any time.

However, the uncle in blue is ready to catch the ball and counterattack at any time.

Under the gaze of everyone, the ball fell down.

The uncle in blue stared at it, but when he saw the arc of the ball, he felt something was wrong in his heart!

In the end, the ball missed the boundary and went straight out of bounds.

"Out of bounds! The ball is out of bounds!"

"I knew it was impossible to hit every time, and the little prodigy also made mistakes!"

"Missed this time!"

"That's normal!"

Everyone exhaled.

"Serve error, score 10:1!" The referee shouted loudly.

At this moment, the blue-clothed uncle didn't look happy, he threw the ball back to Lin Beifan, and said, "Did you let me get that ball just now?"

"What? Is the ball handicapped?"

"You have forgotten the unspoken rules of table tennis. You must not bald for the opponent and save some face for the opponent!"

"That's right, the little prodigy knows this rule too!"

Everyone discussed in low voices.

"No, it's a serve error!" Gong said sincerely.

"Don't lie to me!" The old man in blue shook his head: "You can control the spike so accurately, what's a serve? It's clear that you deliberately let me! Referee, this ball doesn't count, try again!"

"Little prodigy, if I want to win, I must win openly! If I lose, I must lose openly! You don't need to give me the ball! Only in this way can I see room for improvement!" Full of pride 0....

"Well said, this is the arrogance an athlete should have!"

"No need to give up the ball, all fight hard!"

"Don't be afraid of losing, but know where you lose!"

"This is how we progress!"

Everyone applauded.

"If that's the case, then I won't be polite!" The ping-pong ball in Lin Beifan's hand slapped on the table, and said, "This is the last ball, are you ready?"

"Come on!" The uncle in blue leaned down and said tit for tat: "But what I want to say is that this is definitely not the last ball!"

"In my hands, without exception!" Lin Beifan said, and served.

boundary ball.

The uncle in blue blocked it back.

Lin Beifan smashes the ball.

Another boundary ball, and a boundary ball from the other side.

The uncle in blue took it back dangerously.

Lin Beifan smashed the ball again and touched the tennis ball.

The uncle immediately saved the ball and succeeded again.

In this way, the two sides have come and gone for several rounds

Every time, Lin Beifan knocked violently, making a mess!

But the master in blue is not bad either!

He was able to catch so many dangerous and difficult balls, showing a terrifying level of table tennis!

Everyone is dazzled!

"It's not terrible to be able to smash the ball, but it's terrible to be able to catch the ball! Uncle in blue, he is definitely a champion player of the national team! This kind of superhuman reaction ability "I have only seen it in those two masters!" Someone couldn't help it road.

"But what about the little prodigy's spike? Can the world champion block it?" Someone immediately retorted.

"This..." The man was dumbfounded: "It's already inhuman!"

In this way, you came and went for several rounds. After all, the uncle in blue couldn't resist Lin Beifan's continuous violent attacks. He made a wrong catch and lost the game.

"Score the spike, now the score is 11:0, the little prodigy wins!" the referee shouted excitedly.

"The little prodigy won! 11:0!"

"The little child prodigy defeated the old man in blue!"

"The little prodigy has won!"

The surrounding audience cheered and rushed forward, looking even happier than Lin Beifan.

Among them, Bai Rongrong and Julius ran the fastest.

Before everyone came to Lin Beifan, they hugged Lin Beifan excitedly.

"Little brother, we won!"

"Little prodigy, you are amazing!"

Not only did he move his hands, but he also moved his mouth.

Lin Beifan was furious and shouted: "You two women are taking advantage of me again, let me down!"

"No, hey!"

"We are protecting you, little prodigy!"

The two women giggled.

"Shameless! You are so shameless..." Lin Beifan was extremely indignant and wanted to struggle out.

At this time, an aunt with a weight of 200 and above rolled in and shouted loudly: "You guys let go of the 0.8 child prodigy, let me come!"

Lin Beifan was startled, and immediately shrank back, revealing only a small head.

Everyone around laughed.

Looking at the cheering crowd, the old man in blue smiled wryly: "After all... I still lost!"

In the live broadcast room, everyone did not cheer, and the mood was as complicated as that of the uncle in blue.

"Zhang Ke lost after all!"

"Losing to the little prodigy and getting his head shaved, it's really too miserable!"

"This is our world champion!"

"I feel like my faith has collapsed!"

"Brother Zhang, hold on! You have to be strong!"

"Look, Fatty Liu's complexion has turned dark, brother Zhang must be feeling bad when he goes back!"

"Poor brother Zhang!"

At this time, a group of people excitedly surrounded the uncle in blue with their mobile phones.

"You are Zhang Ke, the world champion and the big devil in the table tennis world? I didn't expect you to look like this with makeup, I almost couldn't recognize you!"

"No wonder the game is so good! Haha, I am so happy to meet you, idol!"

"I adore you so much, let's take a picture!"

Zhang Ke, the blue-clothed uncle, was bewildered.

Didn't expect to be recognized!

I just lost to the little prodigy, and I was shaved bald by the other party, so I lost all face!

Revealing his face now, is it worse than Ling Chi's execution?

Thinking of this terrible fact, Zhang Ke immediately suppressed his voice and said: "You have misunderstood the person, I am not Zhang Ke!"

"Stop lying! Your master Fatty Liu has already leaked his bottom in the live broadcast room, you are the Tibetan mastiff Zhang Ke!"

"How dare you not admit it? Small sample!"

"Don't think that if you turned into a ghost, we won't recognize you!"

"Don't leave without revealing your face!"

When Zhang Ke heard this, his face turned green: "Master, you actually tricked me!".