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

Except for the thumb, all four fingers are on the back of the racket.

When approaching the table or attacking the ball, switch to the traditional straight grip.

Therefore, although Yan Lin has relatively weak offensive means, he is very good at defense.

Opponents who play against him are often exhausted after a game.

No matter how he smashes, he can save him.

In the game, it is often scored by the opponent's long dunks, fatigue and mistakes.

To say who among them is most likely to break through Su Zhe's top three boards.

No doubt it was Yan Lin.

The final facts also proved that it was not.

The duel between Yan Lin and Su Zhe was completely different from the previous three games.

The violent rhythm was abruptly slowed down by Yan Lin.

One stands in front of the table and keeps dunking, and the other keeps receiving from a farther distance from the table.

It soon turned into a mode that seemed to be training Su Zhe to shoot high balls.

Although they were defeated by the same score in the end.

But Yan Lin persisted for the longest time among the four.

After the last ball, Yan Lin ended in regret.

Su Zhe raised his left hand and rubbed his right arm.

After smashing high balls for five minutes in a row, even though his physical fitness has reached that of a top athlete, he can't help but feel a little sore in his arms.

sidelines.

Seeing that even after smashing the ball for a long time, Su Zhe still did not make a mistake.

Xu Xin couldn't help but gasped.

Smashing a lob doesn't seem to be difficult.

In fact, the technical requirements are not low at all.

A simple summary is to pay attention to the right time, place and people.

The stance, swing range, and hitting time must be accurately grasped.

A little mistake, it is easy to miss the best opportunity to attack.

The ball that caused the dunk either hit the net or went out of bounds.

"Liu sir!" Kong Yuhui looked at the table and suddenly said.

But he didn't take his eyes off Su Zhe for half a second.

"Huh??" Liu Zhenliang looked sideways at Kong Yuhui.

Although there is only one short word, the tone has fully expressed his meaning: let go of the fart!

"Can I discuss something with you?" Kong Yuhui asked.

"Speak!" Liu Zhenliang narrowed his eyes.

They have worked together for so many years, and they are all too familiar with each other.

As soon as he saw Kong Yuhui like this, he knew that this guy must not be holding back his farts.

"I really like this seedling Su Zhe, give him to me!"

"...Did you forget that you are the coach of women's table tennis??"

"I don't mind!!" Kong Yuhui said solemnly.

"I mind!!" Liu Zhenliang said speechlessly.

"Su Zhe is someone I dug up after running hundreds of kilometers, so don't even think about prying my corner!"

"Okay, Sir Liu!!!" Kong Yuhui's voice suddenly softened.

"Stop!! Old man, don't talk about this matter!!" Liu Zhenliang couldn't help but get goosebumps.

He quietly took a step to the side and kept a safe distance from Kong Yuhui.

"It's boring." Seeing that there was no chance, Kong Yuhui sighed faintly with his hands behind his back.

……

"Let's just say you can't do it either, you are all iron."

In the corner, Zhang Yuan on the small bench said with a smile.

When the audience in the live broadcast room heard his words, they all laughed.

[It's really hammered, five iron-headed babies! 】

[Brother Yuan, why do you say that about yourself? ? 】

[Haha, I'm dying of laughter, Brother Yuan also said that you are not the head iron yourself. 】

[Indeed, Xu Xin and the others only lost eleven goals.Hiker lost [-] goals! ! 】

[I said why Brother Yuan suddenly started broadcasting today, it turned out to want us to understand him and use hard conscience! 】

"..." Zhang Yuan's face darkened when he saw these barrages mocking him.

After clearing his throat, he whispered to the phone: "Let's talk, laugh and laugh, don't make fun of your distant brother! Brother Meng, promise me?!"

【puff!Brother Yuan, why don't you just play around with it? 】

【What do you promise? 】

【For sure next time! 】

[Brother Yuan, you can have a snack!Your national team is about to be wiped out, why don't you react at all. 】

[Yuanzi, the organization has given you an important task, can you ask little brother Su Zhe to come over and say hello to us?I love watching him smile...]

【…】

"Brother Meng, stop talking, it's down!! Bye!!!" Seeing Liu Zhenliang just glanced over here, Zhang Yuan said quickly.

【Brother Yuan, wait! 】

【Brother Yuan, don't! 】

【Please last a little longer! ! 】

【Lying trough...】

The live room suddenly became a black screen.

【Ding!The anchor is on his way... 】

Looking at the words on the screen, the mentality of netizens almost exploded.

It's like a TV series sees a key plot and ends up with a power outage, and a novel sees the most exciting plot and ends up being updated...

Their appetites had just been completely whetted.

Want to see the follow-up after the four world champions were tyrannized.

As a result, Zhang Yuan put away the phone without mercy.

At this moment, everyone's mood can only be described by the anger in the heart, and the emptiness in the anger.

Some extreme netizens even couldn't help but want to kill Zhang Yuan and send the blade to his house.

【Let's go. 】

[The anchor's body is already cold. 】

[Shangzhuxiang, slipped away. 】

[Zhang Yuan, I will watch your live broadcast again, I am a dog! ! ! 】

【…】

The tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room quickly disappeared.

The offline of the offline, the transfer position of the transfer position.

After a while, they were gone.

Only less than 10% of the audience remained in the live broadcast room.

Either there is a glimmer of hope, or the hatred in the heart is hard to dispel, and the mouth is fragrant.

……

Let's talk about Zhang Yuan.

After the broadcast, he smiled and walked towards Xu Xin and the others.

While walking, take off the mask cap.

"The live broadcast is over?"

Seeing Zhang Yuan, Xu Xin asked in a negative way.

Zhang Yuan originally wanted to tease a few people, but when he heard Xu Xin's words, he shivered.

"Cough, brother Xin, how do you know?"

"..." Xu Xin didn't speak, but raised his hand silently.

Raised the phone in his hand.

Zhang Yuan glanced at it and was instantly stunned.

On the mobile phone interface, it was the live broadcast room where he had a black screen.

He never thought that Xu Xin was watching his live broadcast just now.

so……

He has also heard his 'head iron' remarks just now?