Chapter 62 A Chance Encounter in the Table Tennis Hall 40

It is said that when serving, the strength of the hand should be slightly twisted, and only in this way will the direction of the ball be changed, so that the ball will produce a changeable trajectory in flight.

As a result, you can confuse your opponent's eyes and thinking, make a wrong judgment, miss the ball, or miss the ball!

However, I have the heart to concede the ball, and let Feng Huagao win a goal, so as not to increase the strength in my wrist.

That is to say, I didn't summon the power in my hand, I just habitually raised my hand to hit the ball, in a soft state, let the ball fly over, and bounce over it in the usual way.

However, I don't need strength, and there is a certain amount of force on the ball.

After all, I have cultivated the Goddess Cultivation, and between my gestures, there is extraordinary strength, more or less, and I retain a habitual power in my hands.

It can be seen that after cultivating the goddess Xiuzhen, a mysterious power will naturally arise on the girl's body.

In this way, I don't have a ball that deliberately exerts power, and it is difficult for a table tennis player with poor skills to catch it.

However, I believe that Feng Hua Gao, his technical level, can receive a serve like mine.

And just like that, the white ball slowly rolled to the side of the high wind!

I pretended to be careless, looked at the running route of the ball, and subconsciously went to catch the ball, as if I was in high fashion and was catching the ball.

All you need to do is shoot with your forehand and touch it lightly, and you can catch the ball steadily, I thought.

Then, my eyes were focused on Fenghuagao, and the stinky boy was engrossed! The two eyeballs, which didn't seem to move, were staring straight at the moving ball

In his heart, he must be secretly exerting his strength to definitely win the ball this time and save a little boy's face.

Perhaps, what he thinks about is the face of a male god! However, in my eyes, where will he have the demeanor of a male god, the male bear is almost the same!

Of course, he can show the so-called male god state in front of ordinary girls.

In short, I have descended to Fenghua Gao, this self-righteous boy, the male god in the eyes of others!

In an instant, the ball flew to the high-flying racket, but it was he who took the initiative to raise his hand and catch the flying bouncing ball.

Then, his wrist started to exert force, and, twisting slightly, to change the direction of the ball's flight so that I couldn't catch it.

I watched him move, and I thought it was funny, and the key thing is, it was funny.

However, I still think that his skills are reasonable and a little more mature than the average golfer.

Otherwise, he will have a hard time receiving my regular serve.

You know, I am a goddess, and when I don't use my strength, my whole body will also exude a natural inertial force.

Oh! The goddess is great, so it is!

However, I found it funny that he actually played with my wrist, and when he turned the ball, he twisted his wrist as if he were trying to change the direction of the ball, so that I could not catch it.

When I thought of this, I wanted to continue to snicker, but I couldn't help it, but I only smiled on my face, but I didn't dare to laugh, worried that I would faint from the blow.

I have the heart to concede the ball, no matter whether he has a force or not, as long as he catches the ball and sends it gently, I want to pretend that I can't catch the ball, let go of this shot, and he won!

However, he had to make a laborious gesture, which made me laugh, and it seemed that he was a little stupid, and he couldn't react normally to this situation.

However, after a while, just as the ball flew by, I suddenly woke up!

The operation of handicap is all done by me, and if I don't say it, who will know?

That is to say, Feng Huagao doesn't understand what I mean, and he doesn't know what it means to handicap.

Therefore, he just thought that I was going to hit the ball and still wanted him to lose the ball and lose points.

Therefore, it is reasonable for him to pay more attention and work hard!

In this way, it's not that he's stupid, but I'm stupid!

I'm ashamed of it! I laughed at him for a while.

Now that I think about it, it's the absolute embodiment of ignorance, so it seems that I only think that I am the funny content!

While I was thinking for a while, the ball had already passed by me, and I didn't react at all.

That's it, I'm in a stupid state, and I really lost!

Of course, I would never think that way, I lost a goal, but conceded the ball, let Feng Hua Gao win a goal.

"Huh!" He smiled and whispered, "You're distracted!"

I subconsciously hummed, which means that I will lose the game if I get distracted.

But I immediately realized that where was the distraction of losing? It was the handicap of losing! I deliberately conceded the ball.

So, I was anxious to defend myself and save some face, otherwise, he would have thought that I was negligent and would have lost.

Losing in this way also falls within the scope of technical ability, which shows that my hitting emotions are not very good!

However, when the words came to my lips, I woke up again, how could I say such words?

Whether Fenghua believes it or not is one thing, and hurting his self-esteem is the key question.

In particular, he belongs to a hypocritical male god who wants to save face, how can he accept the result of being handed?

So, I could only knock out my teeth and swallow it in my stomach, just as I was negligent and was successfully attacked by him!

So, I smiled and pretended to be confused, which was also helpless after losing.

"I didn't notice, the ball was so fast! I put it this way.

It seems that to cover up the result of my loss, in fact, I want to confuse Feng Huagao's thoughts, so that he intuitively thinks that I am really confused and have to lose!

"It's all right, it's just three balls, there are twenty-one balls in one game, and you still have eighteen serves!" He followed and comforted me.

However, I could not hear the meaning of comfort in his voice, but he was showing off, and he had already pulled back a point.

So then, for the next eighteen balls, he'll continue to score until he equals my score.

Even, he wants to surpass my score and beat me completely.

I whispered a few words to him, and then, a wave of anger, that is, an unconvincing momentum, rose rapidly from the bottom of my heart.

As a result, my emotions became full of taste, and I was secretly determined not to give him a chance, and I wanted to continue to win him.

And, win all the points in the back and let him taste it, my power, the power of the goddess, is by no means limited to the surface.

"Let's tee off!" I'll say it lightly.

"Uh-huh! You keep serving!" He responded quickly, and you could feel it, he was a little excited.

It seems that winning a goal gives him hope that I am just playing intermittently and that I will lose badly for the rest of the time.

Hehe! Make you cry your nose! I secretly smacked him.

But I found that the ball had fallen to the ground and I didn't pick it up!

To be honest, I really don't want to bend over and squat on the ground to pick up the ball, it seems to be a very shameless thing.

It can be seen that after my face and emotions come to my heart, my thoughts and expressions seem to become hypocritical.

However, just now, I was still complaining about Feng Huagao, and even, looking down on his face and emotions, and secretly mocking him for being a hypocritical boy.

What am I? A girl, a goddess, all the names are preceded by the word hypocrisy.

Oh my God! I belong to the goddess of hypocrisy! How can I face the elegance and grandeur! He is a hypocritical male god!

It means a false male god, but I am by no means a false goddess, I belong to a real goddess.

I really don't want to bend down and pick up a trivial table tennis ball, though.

Let him come over and keep picking up the ball for me!" I thought to myself.

However, I was embarrassed, because I had pointed at him several times, and even I felt that it was not good to put my fingers on him again.

What should I do? Faced with this tangled question, I had to make a decision.