“7：6！ Wang Feiyu is temporarily ahead! ”

Wang Feiyu once again hit the ball to Fang Luantian's bottom line, announcing the reversal of the situation!

Fang Luantian's face was dead, and it seemed that he had been hit hard.

"Awesome! That guy from Feiyu is now more and more handy, and his smash is accurate! Huang Wei admired, with a look of fascination on his face.

It seems that he is fantasizing about the day when he will have that in the future.

"Amazing, amazing!" Chen Chao was also full of praise for Wang Feiyu's performance.

"Of course, after this selection and promotion competition, Feiyu is the hope of our first-year students!" Huang Wei held his head high, looking happy and forgetting his worries, completely like the two of him who had a bitter face just now.

Yu Na looked at Wang Feiyu on the field with a smile, listening to the conversation between the two, and the pride on her face was even greater.

It's as if Huang Wei and Chen Chao are praising her.

Instead, Su Hanxue was silent, her head lowered, her fine bangs covered her eyes, and her eyes flashed with struggle.

However, at this time, no one noticed Su Hanxue's strange appearance, and their attention was on Wang Feiyu on the field.

Chen Chao said with a smile: "What I admire the most is his temporary strain, you must know that Feiyu's racket disappears when the string is loose, and the sweet spot of hitting the ball disappears, and it stands to reason that he should no longer be able to control the ball as before." ”

"But did you notice the small movement of Fei Yu just now?"

"Knowing that the strings were loose, he rearranged the strings so that some of the strings were more tightly aligned, creating a sweet spot out of nothing!"

Huang Wei was puzzled: "I heard you say the batting sweet spot more than once just now, what is the batting sweet spot?" ”

"The so-called hitting sweet spot is the effective hitting area of the racket surface, and it is common sense that everyone has a different style of play and a different hitting sweet spot." Yu Na explained for Huang Wei.

At the same time, he pursed his lips, as if to say: I don't even know this, go back and wash and sleep.

Huang Wei was a little embarrassed by Yu Na, scratched the back of his head, and muttered quietly: "Don't I know now......"

Yu Na smiled, and then explained: "The hitting sweet spots such as killing, flat pumping, and rubbing are all different, as long as you feel it with your heart, everyone can feel the most suitable hitting sweet spot for themselves." ”

Chen Chao nodded, patted Huang Wei's shoulder, and said, "As long as you find it with your heart, you can also find your own hitting sweet spot." ”

After speaking, Chen Chao's gaze turned to Wang Feiyu on the field again, and the admiration in his eyes was even stronger.

"What I admire most about Fei Yu is not only that he re-creates the sweet spot through the line when the string is loose, but more importantly, he can accurately lock the hitting point on the sweet spot every time he hits!" ”

"Is there anything special about this?" Huang Wei tilted his head and asked.

"Of course!" Chen Chao said: "This requires an amazing ball sense! If you can observe carefully, amateur badminton enthusiasts will have more than 10 raising points on his paddle, which means that they can't control every hitting point on the sweet spot of hitting the ball. ”

Chen Chao said, Huang Wei took out his racket, and found that it was indeed as Chen Chao said, there were at least a dozen places where the intersection of his racket line was fluffy.

This is an amateur among amateurs......

Looking at the racket, Huang Wei showed a thoughtful expression.

"But if you are a professional badminton player, their hitting sweet spot must be less than five!" Chen Chao continued.

"Fei Yu has found the most suitable hitting sweet spot in such a short period of time, and what is even more commendable is that he can control the hitting point on one hitting sweet spot!"

Chen Chao looked deeply at Wang Feiyu, who was constantly widening the score difference on the field, and took a deep breath.

"This ability to control the ball...... It can only be described as miraculous! ”

After Chen Chao's explanation, Huang Wei's gaze at Wang Feiyu was full of complexity.

is also a first-year student, and when he doesn't even know what a batting sweet spot is, Wang Feiyu can already do this.

Huang Wei knows very well how much effort Wang Feiyu has put into badminton.

It can be said that his childhood and his spare time are all inseparable from badminton!

Perhaps, it is precisely because of this persistence that he has today's achievements......

It's not just Huang Wei.

At this time, everyone's emotions towards Wang Feiyu were complicated.

There is respect because of his uncompromising and non-giving up.

There is jealousy, because he is only a first-year student, but he tramples and rubs the second-year regular selection team under his feet.

There is helplessness, because his skills are beyond the reach of the dust.

But without exception, there is an emotion that completely disappears from the bottom of everyone's heart!

That emotion is called contempt!

At this time, people on the field began to chant Wang Feiyu's name, and like a plague, his name was spreading rapidly in this gymnasium.

Soon it overpowered the voice shouting Fang Luantian's name.

No one will dare to despise him again, and no one will despise a man with the heart of a strong man.

Because of his growth, he is destined to be unstoppable!

Therefore, everyone's emotions towards Wang Feiyu are complicated.

But unlike most people, there is one person who has only one emotion for Wang Feiyu.

That's jealousy!

Wang Feiyu ...... Why are you! Why are you stepping on our Luan Tian's head! Fang Luantian's eyes were bloodshot, and he trembled all over, his anger had completely eroded his reason.

"These applause, these screams, should have belonged to me! You took everything that belonged to me! The anger in Fang Luantian's heart had already made him start to move towards a point of no return.

And all this, it's no wonder Wang Feiyu, if you want to blame, you can only blame himself!

Selfishness is the obstacle to establishing people!

It's a pity that Fang Luantian didn't understand all this, because he had already fallen into the abyss.

"Do you know why my title is Spitfire Meteor? My strength is more than that......"

Fang Luantian's eyes were red as he looked at the ball that Wang Feiyu hit, and at this moment, a raging fire appeared in his eyes!

"When I get serious...... You're going to get hurt! ”

Fang Luantian whispered to himself, even if the ball had come, he ignored it.

Fang Luantian's whole temperament changed greatly in an instant!

If Fang Luantian before was a poisonous snake hiding in the corner waiting for an opportunity to snoop, then at this time, he turned into a fierce and fierce lion!

If Fang Luantian just had a earth-shaking change in temperament, it would be enough.

What's more, his strength has also changed dramatically!

It was too late to say that it was too fast, originally because Fang Luantian had already crossed his body when he was talking to himself, and flew to the ball on the bottom line, Fang Luantian's voice suddenly appeared!

It's like teleporting!

In just an instant, Fang Luantian appeared at the hitting point!

"Bang!"

Draw the ball! Fang Luantian's return ball was more than a notch faster than before!

"What's going on with this guy...... Speed and strength have been greatly improved! Wang Feiyu's Gu Jing Wubo's eyes changed slightly at the same time as Fang Luantian's temperament changed greatly.

At this time, Fang Luantian made him feel ......

It's dangerous!

"Oops!" The positive selection of all the school teams on the field saw the changes in Fang Luantian's faces!

Wu Qingfeng, Jiang Zhouzhe, Cheng Ying, Lou Chu, Chen Chao, Wang Jing and even Lin Chunbin, no matter what kind of expressions they had on their faces before.

But at the moment, their expressions ......

It's all changed!