Chapter Twenty-Five: Some Sell Their Friends, Some Sell Their Bodies
But something is wrong!
How can this kid be so calm?
Is the 180km serve scary?
Naturally, even the two special students had a hard time guaranteeing that they would catch all three fastballs. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
This is a test in the first place, and if someone can make an exception, the test will naturally not hold.
Huo Lei's tennis level, Chu Danjiang has seen it just now, even the ball that rebounds from the wall can fly, let alone 180 kilometers, 100 kilometers is basically hopeless.
"Doesn't this kid want to join the tennis club at all? Just to accompany the student to play? Chu Danjiang thought of a possibility.
But it's not easy to pass the physical test by playing, and seeing that his body is quite strong, the ranking won't be too bad, right?
Two people are eliminated, and the third person stands on the bottom line.
Unlike the previous two, this one was so engrossed that he couldn't hear any cheers.
Concentration always pays off, and when the ball is released, he guesses the right direction the first time!
Hit!
The students who received the hair were happy, but they instantly became cold again.
The ball was received, but the problem couldn't be played back!
There is no lead movement, just barely stretching out the racket.
He didn't face a 100-kilometre serve, he had a full 180-kilometre serve!
The moment the ball comes into contact with the racket, the racket in your hand is like it has been filled with lead, and you can't hold it.
Fight!
Thinking that this might be the only chance, the classmate didn't care about it, and forcibly picked up the ball, intending to gamble on his luck.
It's already good luck to get the ball, and let him hit the ball back?
It seems that this classmate didn't have this **** luck, and the ball that flew into the air didn't even go over the net at all, and fell directly within his boundary.
failed, there was a lament from the side of the playground, and even if the ball was in the right direction, it was just as difficult to catch it.
"Okay, don't be in a daze, find someone to send him to the infirmary, dare to catch the ball without even finding the right spot, don't even move the point of trade-off, how can you play tennis?" Chu Danjiang knew at a glance that this person was injured, although it was only a slight sprain, but it was impossible to let him fight again.
Very good seedlings, at least the tennis club is not bad, the reaction is fast, the speed is also very fast, from the action of catching the ball, it seems that I have also practiced tennis for a while.
It's a pity that I don't have a brain, can this kind of ball be hard connected?
Don't underestimate the tennis ball is just a few tens of grams, with the addition of gravitational acceleration, it is not a joke to become a small ball of 180 kilometers!
Okay, this time, the test just started, 2 were eliminated, one was injured, and the rest looked at each other regardless of whether you could participate in the test or not, and the tennis club was too difficult to enter, right, is it really just a peripheral interest club of the tennis team?
They don't know that the injured one just now was not actually eliminated, but was drawn a circle by Chu Danjiang, but this is not qualified, if there are not enough qualified people in the future, the one just now will still have a chance to participate in the retest after the injury is healed.
As for whether the retest is so perverted, he doesn't dare to guarantee it, anyway, the minimum standard is to play a game with the members of the tennis club casually, as long as he can win a game, he will pass the test.
In fact, it's really not demanding, it's really ......
After all, it's not that the requirements for the students recruited every year are so high, but the second and third grades have also practiced in the tennis club for a year or two, and if you want to find an opponent, it is more reliable in the first grade.
One walked out in embarrassment with his wrists covered, and the next one was almost trembling all over his body when he walked up and down.
I'm afraid! Who is not afraid!
There is no shame in eliminating, but I am afraid that I will be smashed in the head by a tennis ball, and my beautiful face will not be guaranteed!
"Horay, what do you think, can you get through?" Jian Dongqiang couldn't help but beat the drum, he was a sports student, not a tennis student.
He also ranked second in the comprehensive score of the physical test, and he still relied on the first two scores to get the results because they were high enough.
What the 180's serve looks like, I've only seen it on TV before.
Now he feels a little unconfident!
If you don't go back to playing basketball, what's so dangerous about a good game......
"Huh? What passes, I think it's pretty simple. Horley glanced at Zhou Wenchang's knee and said, "The right side is less than a foot from the midline, fastball." ”
What? What's less than a foot below the midline?
How much is a foot, I think it's 33.3 centimeters, right?
Also fastball?
You can't even guess the ball, is it so evil?
Jian Dongqiang's face was full of disbelief, but it was only a few seconds, and he was stupid!
Zhou Wenchang's ball really fell in that range at all, but this stupid guy in the arena jumped directly to the other side, and came in the opposite direction!
"Really! Damn, how did you guess it, you must tell my brother! "Jiandongqiang knelt down, don't look at the second ball, it's so similar, the score is exactly the same, what do you say about another one, don't you don't believe in brothers!
Horay is my brother, who doesn't believe him, I'm in a hurry with him, brother has to help brother, right?
"Okay, it's easy, did you see his movements before slapping the ball?" Huo Lei smiled and asked Jian Dongqiang to look carefully at Zhou Wenchang in the distance.
See, there's no difference, every ball seems to be the same, huh?
Is it the number of shots?
Jian Dongqiang didn't understand it and almost counted it.
"The action is to watch the fast and slow ball, and you can't see it with your eyesight, but did you see the way he looked at the other side before serving?" Huo Lei felt that he would be stupid if he waited any longer for Jian Dongqiang, and he couldn't see it so simply, so let's talk about the answer.
Eyes?
Is there any difference in the eyes?
Hey! That's right, looks!
Jian Dongqiang seemed to find out what Huo Lei was saying, and stared at the eyes of the girth hair with wide eyes.
Zhou Wenchang's eyes are not too big, and they are still so far away, Jian Dongqiang has good eyes, but he can only barely see a rough idea!
"Left?" With questions, Jian Dongqiang looked at Huo Lei, but before Huo Lei answered, he had already been told the answer on the field!
Depend on! That's right! It's so easy to crack such a powerful serve?
"Eyes are very important, a martial artist who can't use his eyes is not worthy of being called a martial artist, don't know what it means to kill with his eyes, and his eyes sometimes sell a lot of information." Horay felt that it was worth showing off now, although he didn't understand such a simple truth, and it was strange why the people in the city didn't understand.
Eyes betrayed information?
It's such a big insider, Jian Dongqiang is not the only one by Huo Lei's side, not only the big-mouthed Liu Zai, but also a group of people standing behind him waiting for the test!
Except for Ouyang Tianming, almost everyone who tested it later heard Huo Lei's words.
After practicing the serve for so long and cracking it so easily, is Zhou Wenchang going to cry to death?