Chapter Seventy-Four: Guns and Arrows

Qian Youtu heard that a few partners asked him to come forward, and the badminton court taught a lesson to the boy who came to pay New Year's greetings, and he didn't say a word in favor, since the kid entered the door, he felt unhappy, and he was crooked with his favorite little sister, which made him even more unhappy, and he was thinking about how to make this kid deflated, and he was honest, and immediately a partner handed him the road to open the way, and his anger immediately smoothed a lot. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Qingqing's uncle's son Sun Chengwei worried: "This guy is so tall, if he can play badminton, he doesn't have to jump up to smash, then you will suffer, is there a better move?" Don't be slapped in the face if you don't succeed! ”

Qian Youtu said disdainfully: "Being tall is useful!" Clumsy, you have to lie down when you move back and forth, and it is estimated that the kid will react when the ball falls to the ground, not half a beat but two or three beats slower, wait for you to be optimistic, see how I play him, haha! ”

Sun Wuchen calmly interrupted him, "Big brother is right, we don't know the situation of that kid, I heard that he has a bit of ability to practice martial arts since he was a child, and his reaction can't be as slow as you said, I'm also worried about being slapped in the face, let's be cautious and explore the way first, if that kid really can't play, then you will be killed." ”

Everyone nodded, Qian Youtu heard that the kid was a person who practiced martial arts, and suddenly wilted, martial arts novels in modern society are flying all over the sky, and everyone is in awe of people who practice martial arts, but how many people really practice martial arts? Sun Wuchen then asked: "There is also a backup plan, if the badminton can't beat him, what tricks can we have to redeem it?" ”

After a while, Qingqing's sister-in-law's son stepped forward, "If you can't fight for wine at noon, I don't believe that a few of us can't hurt him?" What happened to practicing martial arts since childhood? Is it possible to use internal strength to dissolve the strength of alcohol? If that's the case, it's worth opening our eyes. ”

The discussion was fruitless, so they had to adopt this master-one-backup plan.

There are a lot of people on the badminton court, everyone proposes to play the stage, Qingqing wants to play doubles, but several brothers don't approve, so they have no choice but to play one-on-one singles, Sun Wuchen proposed on the side: "Qingqing, rest for others, guests first, how about you and Feipeng play a few balls to warm up first?" ”

Qingqing jumped up happily, "Okay, good!" Or a few brothers are considerate. ”

Wang Feipeng trains day and night at school, and is used to exercising, since returning home, in addition to meditation and practice, he has practiced boxing, and has rarely participated in sports, and he also wants to move his muscles and bones at the moment.

The two began to fight, basically a combination of pulling and hanging, and several partners of the same age watched the game carefully on the sidelines. Qingqing likes sports, smart and lively, badminton skills are not bad, but she is a young girl, the landing point of the ball is uncertain, the strength is not large, and she is fluttering. On the other hand, Wang Feipeng can basically receive any ball, unless it is particularly far, the angle is particularly awkward, and he needs to fly to save the ball before giving up, and the hitting action is easy and casual, and the return ball falls directly above Qingqing's right hand every time, and the landing point has not changed since the first ball.

Qingqing felt extremely comfortable with Wang Feipeng's return to the ball, slashing left and right, pulling and hanging back and forth, the more he played, the more hearty he became, and the more he played, the more happy he became. Every time Wang Feipeng catches the ball, even if the position is not good or the angle is not good, he can easily return the ball, without a trace of superfluous movements, often with a hook of the wrist, the ball will pass the net steadily, and the power and speed will always remain the same.

The more everyone looked at it, the more wrong it became, this kid couldn't beat him no matter how he played, and he fed Qingqing the ball very easily, if they were on the field, they would definitely not be able to do such an accurate landing. Everyone looked at Qian Youtu in unison, this kid began to carefully ponder his every move from Wang Feipeng's play, the more he watched, the more frightened he became, the more depressed he became, although he could also feed the ball so well, but not all balls could do it, and that kid was close to tennis, far tennis, smashing in front of the net, even if the backcourt reflexively received the ball, the landing point of the ball was still so accurate, the badminton technique knew the autumn, the more he understood the ball, the more he understood the technical level. That kid doesn't have a trace of arrogance and arrogance, but he has a kind of back-to-basics and back-to-nature charm, which makes people feel like they don't have a challenge.

Qingqing kept chopping and killing, after a while, her sideburns were scattered, sweat wet her forehead, Wang Feipeng stepped forward to persuade her to rest, Qingqing was still unsatisfied, Wang Feipeng explained that sweating in winter is uncomfortable, easy to catch a cold, rest for a while and then fight, just as the partners are also going to play, Qingqing just gave up.

The partners saw that Qian Youtu, who had the highest level, was not confident and had to give up the first plan. Since I came, I went on the field to practice, move my hands and feet, and drive away the cold.

Although the strategy has been changed, and everyone does not compete head-on to save face, but if there is a secret war, it is still okay, the best way is to change to doubles, encourage Qingqing and Wang Feipeng's family, and then attack him alone. As a result, a group of partners took turns on the field, including Qian Youtu, who wanted to kill him by surprise every time, and was easily resolved by Wang Feipeng every time, but this guy would only hang the ball back and forth, left and right, but he never killed the ball, nor did he desperately fly to save the ball, and he was light and light from beginning to end, without a trace of anger.

A group of friends gradually lost interest in fighting in secret, Qingqing was also tired, and everyone returned to the house one after another to chat. Qingqing pulled Wang Feipeng to her room, took out a few winter vacation homework, and asked him to check whether there were any mistakes, and asked for a few difficult questions. Seeing Qingqing sitting sideways, his sideburns were soaked with sweat just now, his bangs were a little messy, and his white and clean little face revealed a touch of red, Wang Feipeng was in a trance, and suddenly his heart was shocked, so he quickly gathered his mind and concentrated on counseling.

I just finished checking my math and English summer homework, and I shouted outside to eat, it is very convenient to eat in a rural house, a few square tables are put together in a row, and many people can sit down. The seats for dinner are very particular, the elders sit on the table, the east is the chairman, the west is the accompanying seat, the elders can only arrange the east and west seats after they sit down, Wang Feipeng is a generation older than Qingqing, and today is a guest, naturally sit the chairman, and Qingqing and a group of partners can only sit down at the table, Qingqing can not care a lot, pull Wang Feipeng to sit at the handover of the chairman and the next seat.

In the countryside, if you drink alcohol, you must raise a glass when you go to a relative's house, unless you don't drink a drop of alcohol, and you will definitely be looked down upon if you don't drink first. First of all, of course, you have to pay tribute to your grandfather, and then toast to the elders one by one, people can't control too much drinking, especially drinking with the elders, they are all staring at your wine glass, if your lips are a little bit, you will definitely be punished, after a circle, Wang Feipeng has already drunk more than a dozen glasses, hurry up and eat some food to suppress the wine.

Qingqing kept serving him vegetables on the side, Wang Feipeng finished eating the bowl and drank half a bowl of soup before relieving himself, this wine was drunk too fast! Wang Feipeng's alcohol consumption can only be said to be average, his young body is good to resist, and he rushes at a critical moment, but he can't stand it and engage in it. Just finished the first round, the second round of the battle has begun, the first round Wang Feipeng must take the initiative to toast to the elders, the second round began to steal and play tricks, sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, today there are a few relatives, all of them are rural workers or croppers, physical labor and good health can drink, after a while, Wang Feipeng has no choice but to pick up the wine glass and drink it dry.

After a few elders and guests had drunk, they basically stopped fighting each other, picking a few familiar ones to drink a few more glasses with each other, Wang Feipeng saw that the battle had a tendency to ebb, and couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief. Sun Chengwei, who was sitting next to Qingqing, suddenly held a glass full of wine, stood up and said to Wang Feipeng: "Uncle Cousin, you are a guest from afar today, I respect you for this cup, do it first!" After speaking, he didn't wait for Wang Feipeng to reply, and he just dried it in one gulp!

Wang Feipeng suddenly cried and laughed, the uncle's son Sun Chengwei was older than him, although he was indeed a generation older, but the eldest grandfather had already said that cousins called each other on the outside, and they were called by their names when they were about the same age at home, but they were still mentioned by him at the wine table, which means that a group of people at the table, including Qingqing, are his juniors, this wine must be drunk, Wang Feipeng raised his wine glass wistfully, "Chengwei, we are all the same age, brothers are commensurate, don't be so outward, what does it mean?" ”

Sun Chengwei turned the empty cup upside down and said, "Uncle Cousin, I've already done it, don't you mean to look down on me?" ”

Wang Feipeng knew that drinking this glass of wine was like stabbing a hornet's nest, but if he didn't drink it, he couldn't do it, so he had no choice but to drink the bitter wine in the cup. Sure enough, a group of boys went into battle one by one as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, fighting with Wang Feipeng one by one, and Wang Feipeng had to resort to delaying tactics, chatting while drinking, eating while drinking, extending the interval between drinking, and at the same time shouting that he drank too much and couldn't drink anymore, so he hoped to hold on for a while, hoping that those boys would lose before him.

As a result, the elders were full of interest and watched the excitement, and every time Wang Feipeng paid the bills, he came forward to uphold justice, after all, he was the younger generation in the family, and the more the boys drank, the more energetic they became, and the more they drank, the brighter their eyes became. Qingqing began to be happy to watch the excitement, but it was useless to dissuade her if the situation was wrong, and her mother later pulled her directly to her side and did not allow her to participate. Gradually, Wang Feipeng's head became confused, his tongue became bigger, and he no longer grinded, cheated and played tricks when he drank, and he didn't refuse to come, and he would be bored if he had wine!