Chapter 111: A Chance Encounter in the Table Tennis Hall 89
Shicai, he obviously said that he would delay and tidy up the racket, so I believed his words, and then thought that he would really delay a little time.
I really didn't expect that he would serve immediately, such an untrustworthy guy made me hate and grit my teeth, and I really wanted to bite him.
So, I want to provoke him, you are unjust! I am ruthless!
"10:10!" I shouted, of course, not too loudly, not to be heard by the people around me, only by Feng Huagao.
However, he was stunned and didn't react, didn't look at me, didn't speak, and didn't even have much expression on his face.
I know that when he heard my words, his heart was so weak that he did not dare to look at me or speak.
I'm going to go! I'm so careful! I'm secretly choking.
"Two more balls!" I shouted, still trying to stimulate him, make him unbearable, and make him still look forward to the next game.
"Uh-huh!" he finally reacted, but he still snorted twice, still not saying much.
However, he smiled at me, very reluctantly, enough to feel the huge jealousy in his heart, and he was not convinced!
In fact, I shouted like this, and there was another meaning, urging him to pick up the ball quickly, not to get caught up in the sadness of losing, which affected my winning mood.
Now, I just want to win the game as soon as possible, stimulate him well, make him uncomfortable, let out a bad breath, and let him deliberately play tricks!
Then, I looked at him, very gentle eyes, according to me, in my heart, just angry with him, how can I be gentle?
I want to pretend to be gentle, paralyze his consciousness, and at the critical moment, give him a slap in the face, just like the last ball, I won, it's an absolute slap!
My eyes passed, Feng Huagao didn't pick up the ball, didn't look at me, just played with the racket in his hand.
What do you mean? Soft resists hard resistance? I want to go.
"Oh, there's a ball, don't you want to play?" I reminded him.
"How can you not play? As he spoke, he showed intent.
It turned out that he was thinking deeply about the score in his heart, and for him, the last goal was also a great opportunity.
For both of us, the last goal is the winning goal, and whoever wins this ball will win the whole game.
Therefore, the last ball is very significant!
"What are you doing standing there?" I had to remind him as I looked at his confused expression.
At the same time, I wondered if he would deliberately be so abrasive and not want to pick up the ball, but was looking forward to me picking it up.
I whispered to him.
"I'll wait for you to tee off!" He smiled and spoke, an innocent expression on his face.
I screamed, and suddenly I was angry, and he began to play tricks!
"It's you who serve! How can you say it? Wait for me to serve!" I suppressed my anger and told him calmly.
"No, no, you're a sister! Just to be polite, I'm going to let you serve the last ball!" He said gently.
"That's it! However, if you don't squeak in advance and change the rules of the game temporarily, you are not allowed!" I replied to him softly, and finally, in a slightly stern tone.
At this time, I was very angry, there was such an unreasonable boy, I really wanted to explode my temper, rush over and tear him up.
Once again, I recognized the face of the high-spirited, a selfish fellow, and at the same time, a cunning fellow.
His attitude was so deferential, if he didn't compare what he said, he would really think that he was an understanding and warm boy.
Fortunately, I have cultivated the Goddess Cultivation Truth, and I have a magical wisdom all over my body.
So, this little trick of his was immediately seen through by me, and I fought back, according to his cunning gesture, so that he could not defend himself.
I haven't served yet, and it's too late to change now!" he continued to argue.
It can be seen that he doesn't want to serve anymore, he wants to hit the ball back, he always serves, and he always fails, which makes him lose the confidence to serve.
In particular, the last ball is related to the overall outcome of the game, he can't gamble, he has to change his strategy, and he can't serve.
"So, it's my turn to serve?" I asked.
Actually, in my heart, I have decided that the last ball, I will serve, and it will be the same, so that he can't catch it, and win by one goal.
This kind of state will hit his emotions even more and make him collapse!
"Okay! I'll serve!" I followed and yelled, really worried that he would change his mind and continue to serve on his own.
So, I seemed anxious.
Even, after I spoke, a thought came to me to pick up the ball, and in this case, I had the right to serve!
Just as I hesitated, Feng Huagao began to act, he hurriedly turned around, ran to the left, and soon picked up the ball.
It turned out that he was more anxious than me, worried about me, and didn't want to serve, so he had to continue serving.
After a long time, the two of us were worried about each other, and each other's worries were something that the other party longed for.
It's a hilarious state!
Soon, he turned and ran, saying that it was running, but it didn't count, because the distance was very close, and he took a quick step and returned to his original position.
However, judging from his movements, it is enough to feel his anxious state of mind.
At this point, I'm not in a hurry, and when he throws the ball over, I'm going to serve, serve hard, let the ball spin around a little more, and hit the edge of his table.
So, in the twisted impact, the ball subconsciously made a twisted trajectory, coupled with speed, no matter how good the wind is a fairy, he can't catch it!
That's it!, I thought to myself.
"Give you the ball!" Fenghua said hurriedly.
He was even more anxious than I was, and if I had changed my face and refused to admit it, and I didn't serve, he would have cried!
"Uh-huh!" I hummed in my mouth and nodded, too lazy to talk to him.
He threw the ball, and I reached out with my left hand, caught it gently, held it in my hand, and prepared to serve.
"Are you ready?" I asked softly.
I don't engage in sneak attacks, I win clearly, the key is, I have confidence, my ball skills are good, what am I worried about?
It seems that girls have real skills, and they are also a kind of proud capital.
Otherwise, the boy will look down on you.
"Uh-huh! I'm ready!" Fenghua hurriedly responded, with a solemn expression.
"Huh!" I laughed and thought it was funny, an extremely ordinary entertainment game would make him nervous, what a tenacious boy.
It's still because of my cautious eyes, I can't let go of the results of winning and losing, I want to save face, I don't want to lose to girls, and in my bones, I still look down on girls.
So, he had to get nervous! Wait a while, it will make you relax! I mocked him secretly.
You must know that when people cry, it is a time to relax emotional pressure.
If you want to make Fenghuagao cry for a while, his careful eye problem will be corrected.
I think of this, and my heart is going to be ruthless.
Finally, I served, and to be on the safe side, I didn't throw the ball in the air, I just threw it a little distance in front of me so that I could hit the ball with my racket.
At the same time, I applied a lot of force on my right hand and passed it to the racket until the ball.
This goal, for me, is very important, and it is completely at the level of not being able to lose.
So, I have to serve with my heart, hit the ball hard, try for one blow and get the win.
That is to say, I serve, so that Feng Huagao can't catch the ball, and let the ball fly to the ground.
He could only watch as the ball flew in front of him, and he had to lose.
Moreover, this time, he lost miserably! The ball skin was not touched, and even, he was dazzled, and he did not see the general route of the ball, and the ball had already fallen to the ground.
I cried out in secret, and in an instant, my emotions became agitated.
Originally, winning a ball, or even, winning a game, is not a big deal, it is not something worth jubilating, it is just entertainment.
However, this ball melts into the battle between me and Fenghuagao's status, I am a goddess, and the status of a goddess must be maintained.
Playing with him, the goddess will actually lose, and in the future, will he call me a goddess?