Su Jibei's layman's appearance with a racket couldn't help but make all the students in the union laugh, and Song Ling also smiled. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

She casually took a mobile phone that had just been confiscated from the discipline team and pointed at Su Jibei: "Take a racket to fight with you, I'm afraid that everyone will say that I bullied you too much, for the sake of fairness, I will use this to fight you." ”

Speaking of Song Ling, except for Su Jibei, the people in the entire Flying Bird School should be very familiar with it.

Once a well-known genius girl, she began to practice at the age of 3, and represented the empire in international competitions at the age of 8.

Originally, her career was smooth, but at the international competition two years ago, her childhood sweetheart and teammate of the national team broke up with her the night before the final, on the grounds that she had no common hobby, and she liked the little sister in the team who liked the second yuan as much as herself, so that in the final, she couldn't bear to rush down the field in front of the whole world and took a racket to chase the pair of dog men and women who were whispering to me off the court, so that the empire lost face, so it was removed.

This is because this incident makes her look at everything related to the second dimension as an enemy.,Don't share the sky.,Especially after entering the Asuka School Park last year and being elected as the vice president of the student council.,It's all kinds of purges.,If it weren't for the student president who has been suppressing her,Song Ling would have been preparing to disband the animation club a long time ago.,So Gu Mu ignited the fire and let Song Ling find an excuse.。

"It doesn't matter, you can use whatever you like. Su Jibei's body is slightly bowed, his right hand is holding a horizontal shot, and he stands diagonally on his waist, like a warrior holding a sword.

"The ball is given to you. Song Ling threw the ball over.

Su Jibei held the ball, a little confused for a while, obviously didn't know how to serve, so he turned his head to learn the serve of the distant passer-by's bureau - forehand high toss serve, but he clumsily collected his strange posture and began to learn the serving method of passers-by over there, but the ball didn't even touch the table and he waved the racket and flew away......

"Hahahaha......" Su Jibei's clumsy appearance caused the student union to laugh, and the animation club covered their faces one after another, and they didn't look at it.

What about the good ones that burned just now? What about the fights that said yes? That's it?

"1 to 0!" Liang Shenyue began to report the score, he had an inexplicable sense of trust in Su Jibei, and he was not in a hurry, and he was indeed moved by what Su Jibei said just now.

The second ball was served by Su Jibei, but this time he obviously mastered the skill and successfully tossed the serve.

As soon as he entered the ball game, Song Ling changed to a different person, lost the dazzling eyes that flew and dominated, picked up the racket, and the whole person became radiant, and his eyes became sharp.

Obviously, Song Ling didn't plan to waste too much time on this amateur competition, and the most important thing was to quickly disband this damn animation club and go home from school, so as soon as she came up, she used real kung fu-

A direct backhand smash!

Su Jibei received the ball, and the racket touched the ball, but the ball was bounced out, and Song Ling scored another point!

"2 to 0!"

The rest of the student union was applauding, but Song Ling was a little shocked, few people could touch the ball in international competitions with a high-speed backhand smash like himself just now, and Su Jibei actually did it just now, although he bounced the ball away because of the wrong angle of catching the ball, but the reaction speed and reflex nerve were absolutely beyond ordinary people!

A few minutes later-

"10 to 0!" Even Liang Shenyue, who has never watched the game, knew that the game was over, and in the end, the opponent wanted to send a ball to this side as a courtesy, and then ended the game 11-1.

The dead houses of the animation club began to sigh, and many people were still muttering: "What, just now I made a lot of nonsense in that place, and it wasn't the same as hitting the street, what's the point?"

And Song Ling's expression became more serious than ever - in time, if this Su Xi has been systematically and professionally trained and appears on the field, it will definitely be a terrifying existence, but today, I still won, and it will be all over if I give him a point.

Song Ling, as usual, made a service error.

"10 to 1!"

Song Ling threw the ball to Su Jibei and sneered: "Come on, end this game, I look forward to your heroic posture in the whole school assembly." ”

Su Jibei was about to serve, but he put out a slight bow of his body, holding a horizontal shot in his right hand, standing diagonally at his waist, like holding a sword, in a strange posture, but with a smile on his face.

With these 10 balls, Su Jibei finally mastered how to balance the balance between swordsmanship and hitting power, and finally mastered Song Ling's playing routine.

Su Jibei threw the ball, the moment the ball fell, the racket was like a long sword coming out of its sheath, and others could almost only see an afterimage, the ball had already bounced out of the table, and Song Ling was also stunned, only the big arm was slightly mentioned under the conditioned reflex-

There was a sudden silence in the room.

"Huh?10 to 2?" Even Liang Shenyue hesitated, the ball just now was so fast that even he couldn't believe it.

"Oh oh !!" the dead house of the animation club cheered, "You can still fight!

"Su Xi! Su Xi! Su Xi! Su Xi! Jedi Turnover! Jedi Turnover! You Can Do It!"

But Song Ling was struck by lightning, she didn't want to believe it no matter what, as a genius table tennis girl, she had won countless awards in various international competitions, defeated so many masters from all over the world, practiced for so many years, and faced a rookie who had just learned to play, a novice who played for the first time - she didn't even have a chance to react!

What a shame!

Song Ling decided to start playing seriously in a 100% game state, and served-

"Bang!" was another strange gesture, hitting the ball like a slash, the ball that was hit passed directly past his face, and he could even feel a trace of pain, and Song Ling's racket had just been raised!

"10 to 3!"

In the crazy cheering of the dead house of the animation club, Su Jibei continued to chase points!

"10 to 4!"

"10 to 5!"

"10 to 6!"

……

"10-10 draw! Get match point! Whoever scores two points first wins!"

At this time, the two sides are already completely different, the otaku here have gone completely crazy, shouting Su Xi's name, claiming that if he is a girl, he must be his girlfriend Yunyun, and the student union discipline team over there has been shaking their heads, sighing, and muttering quietly like frosted eggplants, wondering if Song Ling is actually not as powerful as the legend, and whether it is a relationship that used to play games......

Song Ling heard it all, and he was about to explode.

"Su Xi! Your posture is not playing table tennis at all!"

Su Jibei smiled faintly: "Then what do you say I am doing in this posture?"

"You hold a racket like a weapon, and playing ball is like dancing a sword, how can you play like this!" Song Ling felt a little aggrieved and was about to cry, a dignified player was about to lose to a beginner, and he was a stinky house that had never worked hard.

Su Jibei secretly praised this person for having a very bad temper and character, but he still had some knowledge, and he actually saw that it was swordsmanship.

"Stop talking nonsense! Kill her quickly!" the dead house over there began to urge.

This goal, there is no doubt about it, it was Su Jibei who scored-

"10 to 11!"

"Last Ball!Hurry Up!Comeback!Comeback!Turnover!Turnover!Turnover!Turnover!" The dead house held hands and cheered happily.

And the words of the onlookers in the student union over there became more and more unpleasant, Song Ling's eyes were red, and he forcibly held back the tears that he was about to hold back.

As a generation of national players with the name of a genius girl, how did he suffer such grievances?

When the empire's football, basketball, and track and field sports were all suppressed by the Western powers, only the national ball table tennis swept all countries. As the glory of the empire's national sport, from the bottom to the top of the selection, it has always been known as the Shura field that does not exist in ten, every year with dreams of countless people to pick up the racket, strong players with unique learning, but even the domestic selection can not pass, can not set foot on the international arena for a lifetime.

And a prestigious national player like her, in order to survive and not be defeated by the thousands of rising fighters behind her, has devoted almost all her life to more rigorous and difficult training......

Now she lost to a first-time toucher on a field like this, which was not even an official game, and it was the kind of two-dimensional dead house she hated the most! Obviously, these people have not even paid the most basic efforts!

She held back her tears and prepared for the fate of defeat - serve!

"11 to 11!"

"En?" Song Ling was stunned.

Su Jibei didn't even pick up the ball.

He looked at Song Ling lightly, as if he had seen through the girl's heart, and suddenly put down the beat and walked over, leaning into Song Ling's ear: "Do you know the Sword Saint General Pei's family?"

Song Ling's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe what he said.