The World Champion Pretended to Be a Passerby and Was Stunned by the Sixteen-year-old Me

The world champion pretended to be a passerby, and was beaten by the [-]-year-old me. The champion got vomit

Zhang Yuan, the world table tennis champion, started a live broadcast and disguised passers-by to a small table tennis hall to abuse vegetables.

But I didn't expect to be beaten by a [-]-year-old boy who accompanied his sister to practice ball and was a part-time coach in the arena, and shaved his head twice!

The eight million viewers in the live broadcast room were instantly in an uproar.

[Is this the legendary folk master? 】

[This boy, his style of play is too terrifying.Brother Yuan has been beaten to the point of autism...]

【Unbelievable!Brother Yuan is a world champion, he just won the grand slam of his career two months ago...]

[The first person in the world table tennis has fallen? !Am I dreaming! ! 】

Chapter 1

"If you dress like this today, no one should recognize it."

"It's been a long time since I came to the arena and played with passers-by."

"Come on, let's go in and see! Can we encounter something interesting!!"

……

blue star.

Cangzhou City.

A private table tennis hall.

A young man wearing a peaked cap and a black mask on his face said with a smile to the camera.

His name is Zhang Yuan, and he is the big devil in the table tennis world.

He has won seventeen world championships, including three Olympic gold medals and seven world championship gold medals.

He is also the youngest Grand Slam winner in the history of table tennis.

now.

He is live.

In the live broadcast room, the dense barrages swiping the screen can see how popular his popularity is.

This live broadcast mode of disguising passers-by and abusing passers-by was learned by Zhang Yuan from some foreign sports superstars.

I have to say, the effect is surprisingly good.

He only broadcasted it twice before, and the number of fans soared from more than [-] million to [-] million.

Zhang Yuan enjoyed the feeling of blowing up passers-by and shocking passers-by after taking off his mask.

Therefore, after just one day, he found a private table tennis hall and started the live broadcast.

soon.

Zhang Yuan walked into the arena with his assistant who secretly filmed with his mobile phone.

Not many people play.

There were only two tables occupied.

Zhang Yuan's eyes lit up, and he went straight to the innermost table.

Because he saw that the two people playing on the table were a young and beautiful little girl and an old man with silver hair over fifty years old.

He knows exactly what audiences prefer to watch.

On the table, the two were fighting fiercely back and forth.

Zhang Yuan could see at a glance that the old man was more skilled.

[Wow, what a beautiful little sister! 】

[It's still this kind of innocent little girl in the school who is good-looking, completely different from the female Internet celebrity. 】

[The skin is brighter than the snow, and the makeup is so beautiful, it's so eye-catching! ! 】

【Oops!It's a heartwarming feeling! ! 】

[Brother Meng, underage girls are not spared.Stop yyy to my future girlfriend, or I'll be really angry. 】

【puff!That's my girlfriend, thanks. 】

【Get out of the way!I'm peeing yellow, I'm here to wake up these two big brothers. 】

[Brother Yuan, what are you waiting for?Go up and chat! ! 】

Seeing one old and one young appearing on the live broadcast interface, the audience instantly became active.

In particular, the little girl who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, with a very beautiful appearance, a slender figure, and a weak looking girl, attracted everyone's attention.

Regarding the barrage in the live broadcast room, Zhang Yuan did not see it.

He stood silently watching the battle at the moment.

Not in a hurry to speak up.

When playing, the most annoying thing is to be distracted by others.

He was deeply touched by this.

therefore.

Until the game was over, I saw the old man's doubtful eyes move to him.

He just opened his mouth with a smile.

"Uncle, you played well!"

The old man's skills are definitely top-notch in the amateur group.

Even though the little girl had the strength of the city team, she was still easily won by the old man with a big score of 11:5.

Hear Zhang Yuan's praise.

The old man smiled and asked, "Young man, are you also here to play?"

Zhang Yuan nodded.

"Then let's play two games together?" the old man asked tentatively.

"Okay!" Zhang Yuan readily agreed.

Then he walked in front of the fourteen-year-old little sister, with a gentle smile on her face, "Little girl, can I borrow your beat?"

"okay."

Mu Fei hesitated for a moment, put the table tennis racket in her hand on the table, and gave up her position.

"Come on, warm up for a few balls first!" The old man threw the ball to Zhang Yuan, signaling him to start.

Clap clap clap!

Since it was a warm-up ball, Zhang Yuan didn't take it seriously.

As soon as you come up, you must learn to hide your clumsiness first, so that the effect you will get later will be better.

This is a little experience Zhang Yuan figured out after two live broadcasts.

Because of this, the old man misestimated Zhang Yuan's strength.

After several successful dunks, the old man was full of confidence.

"The boy is playing well, how many years have you been practicing?" the old man said with a smile.

"I've liked table tennis since I was a child, and I played for a while." Zhang Yuan snorted and replied vaguely.

The old man didn't hear anything wrong.

He continued: "Not bad! Come on, let's officially start, two wins in three rounds!!"

Zhang Yuan pretended to turn his head inadvertently and saw that the camera lens of the mobile phone in the assistant's hand had been fixed.

He suddenly smiled and said: "Uncle, why don't you play a lottery, it will be interesting to fight!!"

"Luck??"

The old man was a little interested, "Tell me, what kind of lucky head?!"

"Well..." Zhang Yuan pondered for two seconds, looked at Mu Fei who was beside him, and said with a smile, "If I win, how about I invite the little girl to drink milk tea."

Mu Fei was startled when she heard this.

But before she could refuse, the old man's words already sounded.

"Hey, you kid, I won first, let's talk about it!"

After all, don't give Zhang Yuan a chance to talk more.

The two officially fought.

Another blah blah blah.

Seven or eight minutes later.

The old man was cleared by Zhang Yuan for two consecutive games.

He stood there in shock, looking at the beat in his hand, doubting his life.

half an hour.

Only then did he speak slowly, "Oh, I'll go. Boy, are you a professional athlete? Why is this amazing?"

"Hehe." Zhang Yuan smiled, "Uncle, if you are willing to admit defeat, then I—"

Zhang Yuan is about to take off his mask to reveal his identity.

Then there were exclamations and adoring gazes.

Take another photo, give her a hug, go out and invite the little girl a cup of milk tea and give her a signed photo...