Ou Chuliang just took the table tennis racket thrown by Yuan Weimin, and his brain was still a little unresponsive.

"Xiao Ou, are you used to shooting with a knife or straight shooting?"

Looking at the short table tennis racket in his hand, Ou Chuliang blinked, "I'll use a straight shot!" ”

"Okay, then let's play a game, and the winner will be determined by a game. If you win against me, I'll think about your YOYO test. Come on, Xiao Wu, you come over and be the referee. ”

Without waiting for Ou Chuliang to react, Xiao Wu came up limp and took the whistle from Ou Chuliang's hand.

I was still talking about the YOYO test just now, and now I jumped directly to the table tennis ball. If you are a foreigner, your mind may not be able to react at all, and you will not understand the meaning of this.

But the Chinese understand it very well.

In ancient times, buyers and sellers bargained, usually sleeve to sleeve, holding hands together.

Outsiders look like they're shaking hands and celebrating the deal; In fact, it is the hands in the sleeves that fight, and the loser gives in.

Although modern times are no longer particular about what is in the sleeve, this culture has evolved into a wine table culture.

If there are two families talking about business, they will basically go to the wine table halfway through.

Knife slaps and direct slaps are equivalent to liquor and beer, no matter whether you can drink it or not, people have handed it to you, and you have to drink it if you don't know how to drink it.

Fortunately, Yuan Weimin did not embarrass Ou Chuliang, in this era, it is not an exaggeration to say that table tennis is a national sport.

Whether it is the community or the school's table tennis room, from the big to the ninety-nine, to the small, almost all of them will play so much. As long as you can swing your arms and your feet are not disabled, there is nothing you can't do in table tennis.

A sports athlete like Ou Chuliang can't play table tennis, let alone say it.

"Come on, you're young, let you serve first." Yuan Weimin said, giving Xiao Wu a look on the side.

Xiao Wu understood, flicked his thumb, and bounced the ping pong ball in his hand towards Ou Chuliang like a glass ball.

Ou Chuliang's eyes lit up, and when the ball bounced up for the second time, his right hand stretched out in the void and grabbed the ping-pong ball in the palm of his hand.

"Thank you, Uncle Wu." Ou Chuliang smiled innocently.

"Where, where..." Xiao Wu nodded again and again, very shocked in his heart.

The pass he gave to Ou Chuliang just now seemed random, but it actually had a murderous intention.

Passing the ball to someone in this way is actually using the thumb to pop a hidden backspin. Many receivers don't even think that the ball will spin backwards, so when they don't catch the ball, they usually lean forward and lie directly on the board.

Xiao Wu has already used this trick to trick many people, and how many people have fallen before playing with Yuan Weimin.

And today, Ou Chuliang just stretched out his hand and directly held the table tennis ball in his hand.

In this case, either a table tennis veteran grabs the ball one step ahead of the rear; Either the eyes are quick and the eyes are fast, the first time to find the abnormal movement of the table tennis ball, and make a corresponding response.

Whether it is the former or the latter, it means that Ou Chuliang is extraordinary. Xiao Wu secretly determined that no matter what, he couldn't let Ou Chuliang win.

After holding the ball, Ou Chuliang let go of his left hand, and the ping pong ball hit the board and bounced back into his hand. Just this try, Ou Chu's conscience is like a mirror. The small ball with a diameter of 38 mm has a certain service life, has been deflated, and has been soaked in hot water.

After figuring out the situation of the racket and the ball, Ou Chuliang didn't say a word and threw the ball directly into the air. Just as he was about to land on the board, his left arm suddenly blocked, and the ball suddenly drilled out from under Ou Chuliang's armpit and bounced towards Yuan Weimin's backhand.

"Yo roar? Nice guy! Seeing Ou Chuliang show this hand, Yuan Weimin was obviously interested.

The concealed serve method is a must in the Chinese team, and the International Table Tennis Federation (ITTF) has cancelled this serving method in 02 on the grounds that "the camera broadcast camera captures the moment of the table tennis player's serve, so as to increase the viewing of table tennis".

Although this move is considered to restrict the behavior of the Chinese team, the Chinese team collectively said: This is not a problem! Even if you see how we serve, you can't catch it or you can't catch it!

Ou Chuliang sent Yuan Weimin's backhand direction, so Yuan Weimin shook his hand and caught the ball with his backwrist. But he didn't sit still, and after a backhand push, he lowered the height and quickly pulled the ball back.

However, Ou Chuliang just kicked off to show off, and in the face of Yuan Weimin's rebellion, he directly pushed the ball back with a forehand in an orderly manner. In the process of pushing, he also subconsciously flicked his wrist and added a little arc to the ball.

But the curvature of the positive wrist of the addition did not play much role at all, and even after crossing the net, it flew in the direction of Yuan Weimin's right hand.

How could Yuan Weimin miss such an opportunity, and slammed his right arm.

With a "pop", the smooth anti-rubber slammed into the surface of the table tennis ball, instantly pumping the ball back. Ou Chuliang made a gesture of resistance, and the ping-pong ball slipped away from his arm and flew to the lawn on the side.

"Beep!" Xiao Wu's whistle sounded, and he flipped the scoreboard in a decent manner, and the score on the field became 1-0.

"The chairman drew well!"

"Uncle smoked beautifully!" After Ou Chuliang picked up the ball in a hurry, he also complimented him.

"Hahaha, where is this?" Yuan Weimin laughed.

After re-serving, Ou Chuliang repeated his old trick and served another backhand fastball.

Yuan Weimin twisted his arm and barely succeeded in receiving the ball, but Ou Chuliang didn't take advantage of the opportunity and pushed another forehand.

Such a good opportunity to draw the ball, Yuan Weimin immediately took it again.

The ping pong ball slammed into the racket with a "snap" and flew forward, hitting the net in the middle. The net lifted upward, completely unloading all the power of the ping pong ball.

"Yikes! What a shame this ball is! ”

"yes, it scares me, if this ball hits, I won't be able to catch it!"

"Hahaha, mistakes, mistakes." Yuan Weimin continued to laugh.

This time it was Ou Chuliang who scored, and Xiao Wu struggled for a long time before turning the black page and turning the score into a 1-1 draw.

After changing the serve, Yuan Weimin also threw the ball lightly, and then his right hand suddenly moved forward when he received the ball. Before Ou Chuliang could blink, the ping-pong ball bounced out.

Ou Chuliang hurriedly took a step forward, and the waist of his pants hit the board. But Ou Chuliang didn't care, leaned forward suddenly, stretched out his hand and pushed, barely blocking Yuan Weimin's short ball with a hint of backspin.

But Yuan Weimin didn't give Ou Chuliang a chance to straighten up, and immediately stepped forward and pushed back when Ou Chuliang straightened his waist. Before Ou Chuliang could stretch out his arm, the ping-pong ball flew out with his plank.

Ou Chuliang had no choice but to turn around and run to the lawn next to him to pick up the ball again.

"Chairman Yuan is amazing! Step by step, this link is a link! Xiao Wu took the opportunity to pat his ass.

"Yes, yes, Uncle Yuan fought so fast, I didn't even react." Ou Chuliang, who picked up the ball, also responded.

"Hahaha, where is this? Old man, I have a lot of means! "has been slapped on the back continuously, Yuan Weimin's mouth has always been grinning.

The second serve, this time, Yuan Weimin seemed to want to show off his skills, and actually adopted a backhand serve.

But the backhand serve obviously requires more skills, and after two consecutive serves to wipe the net, the third one was finally completely blocked by the net, and the serve returned to Ou Chuliang's side.

"2-2 draw." Xiao Wu reminded on the side, "Chairman Yuan, you are too good for this kid. ”

"Yes, if Uncle Yuan hadn't let me, it would have been four to zero at this time!" Ou Chuliang also responded.

"It's okay, it's okay, let a few of them, and I'll be happy when I come and go!" Yuan Weimin waved his racket, indicating that it didn't matter.

After that, Ou Chuliang sent Yuan Weimin's backhand every time he served, and the two of them also saw that Ou Chuliang was ordinary in other aspects except for his very dazzling and sharp serve.

More often, Ou Chuliang just used his right wrist to push and catch the ball, even if he was lucky enough to catch a few volleys from Yuan Weimin, Yuan Weimin drew it back again.

But in fact, Yuan Weimin's table tennis skills are not particularly high, and his success rate of pumping is barely about 50%. In addition, the backhand ball sent by Ou Chuliang was not very easy to catch, and the difference between the two was dead for a while.