University of Hong Kong Coliseum, Table Tennis Room.

Su Jingxian and Liang Jiayin are holding table tennis rackets and are competing with each other on a table, but it is not so much a competition, but it is better to say that Su Jingxian unilaterally crushed Liang Jiayin in terms of ball skills.

On a row of chairs behind Su Jingxian, a middle-aged British man in his fifties was sitting, watching this unsuspenseful game with interest.

"Caroline, are you British, the sport of table tennis was invented by your country, and you still play so badly?" Su Jingxian looked at Liang Jiayin, who had picked up the ball countless times in just ten minutes, and said with his wrist moved.

Liang Jiayin held a table tennis ball in his hand, his face flushed, and he was slightly out of breath when he spoke: "Although my father is British, my mother is Chinese, of course I am half Chinese, is it strange that Chinese are not familiar with this Western sport?" ”

Hearing Liang Jiayin's defense, Su Jingxian's face was as usual, but he couldn't stop laughing in his heart, this mixed-race beauty never expected that it would be the Chinese athletes who would dominate the world table tennis in her mouth as 'unfamiliar' with table tennis.

What's more, she said it with a reasonable attitude, but she completely forgot that Su Jingxian, who had killed her many times on the other side of the table, was a Chinese man with a purer bloodline than her, and even the middle-aged British man behind him couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth when he heard this weak defense.

However, Su Jingxian is well aware of the principle of not being able to reason with women, so he just put on a defensive posture: "Then do you want to do it again?" ”

Liang Jiayin gritted her teeth, ignored Su Jingxian, gently raised the table tennis ball in her hand, and hit a head-on kickoff straight towards Su Jingxian.

In the face of Liang Jiayin's silent surprise serve, Su Jingxian did not panic, his steps approached, and the racket in his hand was pushed, and the menacing table tennis ball flew back to Liang Jiayin's backhand position.

The two of them have been going back and forth for a little longer than before, although Liang Jiayin gradually feels that she is at a disadvantage, but she has improved a lot compared to when she couldn't even catch Su Jingxian's serve when she came on the court before. The sound of table tennis in the ball room was endless, Liang Jiayin insisted on twenty rounds this time, and the tip of her nose had already drenched fine beads of sweat, and finally under Su Jingxian's near-stage attack, the table tennis ball flicked on the table in front of Liang Jiayin, and then wiped the tips of her hair and flew out of the table.

"Yes, there is progress." Su Jingxian put away his racket and praised it.

The British man, who had been quietly watching the battle on the row of chairs, looked at the watch in his hand, stood up with a cough, took out two folded towels from the seat next to him, and handed them to Su Jingxian and Liang Jiayin respectively.

Su Jingxian took the towel and wiped his sweat, and smiled toothily at the middle-aged British man: "Thank you Jian Guanzuo." ”

Liang Jiayin also thanked the British man who handed the towel, but the address was completely different from Su Jingxian: "Thank you, Uncle William." ”

The British man who handed Su Jingxian and Leung Jiayin towels was the ghost guy Jian Lianshi mentioned before leaving in the classroom, and the three characters Jian Lianshi were the Chinese names he gave himself, his real name is William Hunter, and he is a professor of law at the University of Hong Kong.

Unlike Leung Ka Yin, who met him through classroom learning and exchanges, Su Jingxian was able to meet this British man who was awarded the OBE Officer and Military Medal by the British Court purely because of his table tennis skills displayed by chance shortly after he entered the school.

At the University of Hong Kong, Kan's table tennis skills are superb, and the professor of the Faculty of Law does not teach in person, but he likes to compete with his students, but unfortunately few students can go through ten rounds under him, until Kan Lianshi sees Su Jingxian at the table showing a table tennis level that surpasses his peers, and he has a sense of satisfaction in meeting his opponent.

Over time, Jian Lianshi was like finding a confidant, and every time he had itchy hands, he would ask Su Jingxian to have a few tricks with him.

"Ah Xian, just call me Professor Jian at school." The Englishman Jian Lianshi opened his mouth, but spoke a more standard Cantonese than Leung Ka-yan, a mixed-race child.

Su Jingxian smiled and put the folded towel back in its place: "Okay, Professor Jane." ”

Jian Lianshi nodded, turned to Liang Jiayin and smiled: "Caroline, it's time for you to go home, your mother found me yesterday and said that you went back late during this time, and she was very worried about you." ”

Liang Jiayin pursed the corners of her lips and calmed her breath: "Uncle William, didn't you tell her that I was preparing for the table tennis match for Christmas?" ”

"Of course." Jian Lianshi came to Liang Jiayin, winked at her with a smile, and said in a voice that can only be heard between the two of you, "But your mother told me that a billiard table has been set up in your backyard, and she and your father have specially hired a table tennis coach for you. ”

Liang Jiayin's face turned red, and she glanced at Su Jingxian quickly, and then shrugged her shoulders as if nothing happened: "Okay, I just learned about this matter, since that's the case, I'll go back first." ”

Stuffing the table tennis racket and towel into Jian Lianshi's hand, Liang Jiayin didn't even say a word of goodbye, and hurriedly left the ball room with her head down.

"Huh? Ban Tang Fan actually left so obediently today, not like her style! Su Jingxian saw Liang Jiayin leaving in a hurry, and said with some curiosity.

Jian Lianshi took the racket, folded the towel that Liang Jiayin had stuffed into his hand and put it aside, and then returned to the table where Liang Jiayin was standing before: "I think it's because her mother's words worked." ”

"It seems that someone still needs to discipline it......" While Su Jingxian spoke, the ping pong ball in Jian Lianshi's hand had already made a blow without warning, he hurriedly took two steps to the left and pressed the ball back with his backhand, and at the same time asked in his mouth, "What is the Christmas game that Liang Jiayin said just now?" ”

Jian Lianshi skillfully took a few steps back and pulled back the long ball played by Su Jingxian's backhand: "This year, the school is going to hold a sports competition at Christmas, and table tennis is one of the sports, and Caroline has also signed up. ”

"I see, no wonder she always asked me to practice against her during this time." Su Jingxian's eyes were fixed on the ball, and his steps kept moving, "Do you say that if I participate in this competition, will I have a chance to win the championship?" ”

"If you participate, you're going to win." Jian Lianshi took advantage of the gap to turn the ball back, and said very quickly, "But you are an auditor, and the school does not recognize your student status, so you have no chance to participate." ”

The table tennis balls on the two-person table were still very smooth at the beginning of the collision and shuttle on the table on both sides, and as the number of rounds increased, the speed of the table tennis balls shuttling back and forth became faster and faster.

Su Jingxian waved his racket and grinned: "It's a pity that I didn't have a chance to be in the limelight." ”

Jian Lianshi said as he fought back: "I don't think you will feel a pity, you are the most mature guy I have ever seen among young people, if you win the championship just to show off, even if you have the opportunity, you will not participate." ”

Su Jingxian swallowed his saliva, and continued to force Jian Lianshi to retreat with continuous long-term balls: "So you are praising me for having a clear goal, and Zhong is scolding me for putting my interests first?" ”

Jane replied, "Then it depends on what path you choose to take in the future." ”

Su Jingxian tilted his head, took a sharp breath, and when Jian Lianshi retreated and pulled the ball back, his racket suddenly shook, polished and combined, and pulled the ball back with a spiral shot.

As an amateur of table tennis in his last life, Su Jingxian also put a lot of effort into table tennis, and this spiral lead shot is one of the killer features he has worked hard for.

Sure enough, as soon as Jian Lianshi's racket touched the ball drawn by Su Jingxian, the friction on the ball made the table tennis ball tilt to one side uncontrollably.

"Whew-"

At the end of the first game, Su Jingxian let out a long breath.

The previous training with Liang Jiayin was just a warm-up, but playing with Jian Lianshi really made him use his full strength, if he changed the ball a little slower just now, I am afraid it is not yet known whether he will win or lose.

"I think there is no conflict between the supremacy of interests and the clarity of goals, and the most important thing is whether you can keep the bottom line." Su Jingxian threw down his racket and retreated to sit on the row of chairs, and when he saw Jian Lianshi take out a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe his sweat, he also grabbed the towel next to him and spread it on his face.

But in the next second, Su Jingxian ripped the towel off his face: "I'll pick it!" Why does it smell like fat powder? ”

Jian Lianshi looked at Su Jingxian still holding the towel used by Liang Jiayin in his hand, his face was full of strange colors, and his gray beard trembled slightly: "Is this the bottom line you are talking about?" ”