"What's wrong?" Gu Yang followed Chen Jing outside and said suspiciously. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Chen Jing took out a pair of rackets from his bag, handed the horizontal racket to Gu Yang, took the straight racket himself, and threw a special ball to Gu Yang.

"What, you want to play?" Gu Yang smiled, "It's not right, there are still the constraints of the three-war covenant between us, why do you want to compete with me in advance?" ”

Chen Jing shook his head: "It's not a competition with you, just follow me." ”

Gu Yang was puzzled, what kind of medicine was sold in Chen Jing's gourd?

After walking with Chen Jing for a long time, Chen Jing turned left and right, and took Gu Yang to a warehouse in the national team training base.

"Warehouse, what are we doing here?" Gu Yang said curiously.

Chen Jing didn't pay attention to Gu Yang, and pressed the switch button next to the door of the warehouse a few times, the door of the warehouse slowly opened, Gu Yang subconsciously looked inside, but was choked by the dust coming from inside.

"Chen Jing, what the hell are you doing?" Gu Yang was completely confused.

Chen Jing stood at the door, and after the dust in the warehouse completely faded away, Chen Jing slowly walked in.

Gu Yang was helpless, he also knew Chen Jing's temper, if Chen Jing didn't want to explain, no one wanted to ask anything from him.

Spreading his hands, Gu Yang paddled the beat, and walked in behind Chen Jing.

The moment he stepped into the warehouse, although Gu Yang had guessed before, he was still surprised by the scene in the warehouse.

The warehouse is very large, really large, more than two or three times larger than the space of a gymnasium, and in the southwest corner of the warehouse, dozens of ball machines are placed, which have long been covered with dust.

In the middle of the storeroom, there are 10 tables of different shapes.

Why are they so varied?

Because, none of these ten tables is a normal boxy table, such as the one on the very edge, the appearance of the table is wide on the left and narrow on the right.

The next table is a semi-curved bar similar to the hotel front desk.

The remaining eight tables are all strange-shaped tables, and Gu Yang is completely sluggish when he looks at them.

The only table that looked very normal, when Gu Yang approached, he saw that the table top of the table was that smooth and clean, and it was still a pitted plane.

"I'll go, what the hell are these?" Gu Yang was surprised.

He looked around again, and there were more than a dozen cardboard boxes of all sizes quietly placed around, Gu Yang said curiously: "Chen Jing, what are those boxes?" ”

"Rackets and table tennis balls!" Chen Jing said.

As he spoke, Chen Jing walked to the table with a potholed table, and stroked the table with his hand: "Those are all special!" ”

"Custom-made?" Gu Yang bent down, opened a box, and when he saw the table tennis ball in the box, Gu Yang was taken aback again.

"This is table tennis?"

Gu Yang swallowed a mouthful of saliva, the box was full of large and small table tennis balls, some as small as glass balls, and some as big as tennis balls.

What surprised Gu Yang even more was that when he opened a box next to him, the table tennis ball inside surprised him for the third time.

"This is table tennis?" Gu Yang lifted the only ping pong ball in the box.

Yes, the only one, a table tennis ball the size of a basketball was held in Gu Yang's hand.

Chen Jing nodded: "This is to practice the strength of the serve and the control of table tennis." ”

Shocked for a while, Gu Yang put the ping-pong ball back in the box and asked, "Chen Jing, you can talk about it now, what the hell are you doing?" ”

"In order to defeat the Holy Son of the Sacred Son!" Chen Jing spoke.

Gu Yang was stunned: "Defeat the Holy Son of the Jibu?" ”

Chen Jing took the racket and said, "Look at it!" ”

As he spoke, Chen Jing took out a table tennis ball from his pocket, got his hands on it, and the table tennis ball was knocked out, floated off the table, and sailed into the air.

Seeing the scene of Chen Jing's serve, Gu Yang subconsciously blurted out: "This is the forehand serve of the Holy Son of the Taboo Department!" ”

Chen Jing nodded: "It's his means." ”

This time, Gu Yang said in a deep voice: "Chen Jing, what do you want to say, I don't have time to play dumb riddles with you!" ”

Hearing Gu Yang's words, the corners of Chen Jing's mouth showed a rare smile, and he said in a deep voice: "I want to defeat the Holy Son of the Jibu Department, I am extremely eager!" ”

Gu Yang said: "Just work hard, you will eventually defeat him!" ”

Chen Jing shook his head and said, "That's not the case, the strength of the Holy Son of the Jealousy Department is far stronger than you think!" It can be said that he is the closest guy to Wu Lao in the world football today! The gap between me and the Holy Son of the Taboobe is far from the gap between the first and third places. ”

The guy closest to Wu Lao, when he heard Chen Jing give such a high evaluation of the Holy Son of the Jealousy Department, Gu Yang couldn't help but be stunned.

Gu Yang knew the gap between himself and the Holy Son of the Jibu Ministry, but he didn't expect that Chen Jing would say that the gap between him and the Holy Son of the Jibu would be so big.

"The final of the World Championships made me know how big the gap between me and the Holy Son of the Shrine of the Dead Bebe is!"

"World Championships?" Gu Yang was stunned.

"I didn't come out of that loss!" Chen Jing said frankly.

"Huh?" Gu Yang was stunned.

Chen Jing smiled bitterly: "At the Republic Open, I was timid......"

"So ......," Gu Yang stammered, "That's why you deliberately lost to me in the quarterfinals?" ”

When Gu Yang saw Chen Jing nodding, he was completely stunned.

"How so? Chen Jing, I also lost to the Holy Son of the Jealousy Department, it's just a loss, you ......"

Chen Jing waved his hand and interrupted Gu Yang's words: "My teacher lost to the Holy Son of the Jibu Division, I thought I could defeat him and avenge the teacher, but ......"

Gu Yang was silent and did not speak.

Chen Jing continued to speak: "I'm so tired, I've held on for so long, I still can't hold on!" ”

"Why?" Gu Yang asked, "Why did you choose to talk to me about this at this time?" ”

Chen Jing let out a long breath: "Today with Bust. Lee's match brought back memories for me, and I wondered if he wasn't doing his best at all like me when Seiko Jibu was in the final between him and me! ”

"Playing against you, not doing your best?" Gu Yang frowned, "The strength of the Holy Son of the Jealousy Department has not reached that step!" ”

"No, maybe he's more powerful than we imagined." Chen Jing said, "When I went to Switzerland to attend the ceremony, I had an exchange with Jill......

"The conversation was about...... The Holy Son of the Taboo Department? Gu Yang said tentatively.

"Hmm!" Chen Jing turned his head away and fell into deep thought.

"Gil told me that when the world of football was still in his time, that is, when Seiko Jibe was just about to become world No. 1, they had three matches in private!"

"Three races?" Gu Yang said, "Jill won't all lose!" ”

"As you say, Jill has lost all three battles!"

(To be continued.) )