Chapter 96: A Chance Encounter in the Table Tennis Hall 74
Just when I was smiling, or rather, I wasn't paying attention to the ball, and I was in a state of forgetting the game.
However, the ball hit by Fenghua Gao, with a sense of arrogance, had already flown to my side.
And, by the time I could react, the ball had hit one of my tables.
It was a coincidence that this time the ball hit the corner of the table.
In this case, the ball will change direction dramatically, and it will be impossible to determine the direction of the ball for a short period of time.
In regular games, players are afraid of this kind of ball, and the key point is that it is impossible to determine the direction of the ball, and it is not easy to catch the ball.
That is to say, the angle of hitting the ball is a dead angle, and the ball that bounces off cannot be dealt with at high speed.
However, it is not a very difficult thing for my goddess to cultivate the true kung fu, as long as I use my heart and strength, and condense it in my body, my eyes and ears, it is enough to digest this kind of ball.
However, I didn't react, and even deliberately pretended to be too late to react, and only waited for the ball to fly away before I rushed into action.
So, I shook my body and rushed to the point where the ball landed, which was the angle.
Then, I stretched out my right hand, holding the racket, as if hitting the ball.
But the ball was already bouncing off and was right above my head.
So, as a natural result, I hit the air, my body staggered slightly, and I have to admit that I really pretended to be like it!
This time, the ball was uncontrollable, and under the force of inertia, it flew into the air of the stadium, which seemed very high.
Then, the ball fell, naturally, and the ball landed far away, even, right under a table.
Of course, it doesn't fall directly below, but it falls to the side, bouncing, jumping under the table.
In other words, when you pick up the ball, you have to nest down, like a dog, and get under the table to pick up the ball.
Let's not talk about it, will it be uncomfortable to be wronged? Just for the sake of face, it seems to be kneeling, will it obliterate dignity?
You know, I'm a goddess, and in front of the public, making a somewhat low gesture seems to be not the choice of the goddess.
Look at the two sides of the table, the two players who are playing, I'll go! After seeing it clearly, I couldn't help but get angry and cursed.
It turns out that the two people who play are both boys, and they are also relatively handsome boys, looking at their clothes, it seems to be brand-name sportswear, and it seems that their net worth is not bad.
However, I didn't take a closer look, I don't know, is the famous brand they are wearing, is it a parallel import?
Now, some boys and girls, because of economic distress, love face very much, so they have to go to the corner market to buy some parallel brands, all of which are counterfeit and shoddy products.
However, the price of the product is low, and everyone rushes to the name of the famous brand, so as to achieve the level of fakeness.
Therefore, without taking a closer look, I can't be sure whether these two handsome boys are pretending to be wealthy parallel boys?
However, I don't care about the economy, I don't care if they are parallel boys, I just want to pick up the ball, follow, and start my journey to victory.
Feng Huagao was about to cry! I was so happy to think of the result at 11:10.
However, the two handsome boys over there stirred up a circle of indescribable ripples in my heart.
To tell you the truth, in the face of many handsome boys, my heart, my people, the whole confusion, I really don't know, how to choose love.
Is this kind of feeling a bad girl's thinking?
I don't want to admit it, and I don't want to admit it, but my mind really wants to go like this, and there is an indescribable love all over my body.
Do I really like all the cool boys?
There is no answer to this question, at least, for the time being, in my mind, there is no answer.
However, I like Feng Hua Gao even more, after all, he and I are familiar with each other, and even, by his side, I can find a safe place to lean on.
The other handsome boys could only look at their handsomeness and envy in their hearts, but they didn't dare to approach casually.
It seems that the girl's mind is also as gorgeous as spring!
In other words, I like all the handsome boys, but I don't want to admit it, and I can't explain it, so I want to go.
It's a mystery, and it's trance-like.
Given this situation, it is not appropriate for me to walk over and pick up the ball.
Naturally, the task of picking up the ball falls on Feng Huagao's body.
The question is, how do I drive him? No, I put on a straight face and order him to pick up the ball!
My thoughts, it seems, are about to freeze!
However, I have to react quickly, which means that I need to make a decision in a matter of seconds, how to pick up the ball?
Time waits for no one, and if I delay too long, I will be seen by Fenghuagao, so he will look down on me.
How can a boy who looks down on a girl be willing to bow down at the feet of a girl?
Therefore, I have to hurry, and now I can't wait, I have to say it.
But what kind of way is it adopted? My mind is fighting fiercely, it is really an ideological struggle, and the taste is also strong!
At the critical moment, I found a trace of inspiration, worthy of the thinking of a goddess, which is really smart!
In this way, I seemed to twist my body, and my mouth began to hum, and then, I put one hand on my waist, and pretended to be true.
"Oops!" I cried out softly, the expression on my face showing a hint of pain.
Then, with my right hand, I put it on my right waist, leaning slightly, as if I was unsteady on my feet.
A wounded person, a sick person, probably, that's what happened.
Sure enough, Feng Huagao was frightened, his face immediately became a little pale, obviously, the sudden thing made his heartbeat instantly faster, so the blood on his face all poured around his heart, and his face became white!
At this time, I understood an adjective, miserable white! It is the face of being frightened!
It seems that when a person lives, he is a breath, which is not bad at all, and a person who is in good health is nothing more than a person who runs well in one breath, just like a qigong practitioner.
What is qigong is nothing more than a breath in the body.
However, according to the logic of qigong, there is no gas in the body, and the so-called qi is just a kind of sensory consciousness.
Because consciousness exists, the human body feels like a state of breath.
It seems that there is a very wonderful knack in the human body, and the key is, who can master this know-how?
"What's wrong with you!" he asked, and his voice trembled.
I'm really hurt, it's not that you're uncomfortable, what are you afraid of? I scolded him secretly.
Supposedly, his fear is for me, which is a good thing, which shows that he cares about me, he likes me, and he doesn't want to see me uncomfortable.
However, I like to look at things backwards.
When he saw that I was hurt, he was afraid, could this emotion be a kind of fear of evading responsibility?
That is, when he saw that I was hurt, he was afraid that he would be held responsible.
So, in his fear, he couldn't see that he cared about me, only his self-care.
You must know that people in the world are selfish animal nature, even if it is a family, you can't think that your family is the one who loves you.
According to my counterattack thinking, family members will care about themselves first, and only when they care about themselves in place can they have the heart to pay attention to others.
Therefore, the selfish instinct of human nature is to care about oneself first.
On the other hand, how can a person who does not care about himself care about others care?
Now, I don't want to pursue a lot of thoughts, I just have to lie to him and go over and pick up the ball.
From this idea alone, I am a selfish fellow, and how can I have reason to accuse Feng Huagao of selfish thoughts?
"Oops!" I continued to hum, looking like I was hurt.