He Luoluo serves, topspins serves, pulls Sun Wenyang's left half.

Sun Wenyang is more professionally trained, and he is naturally perfect for his backhand, and with a backhand pump, the table tennis ball is flying towards He Luoluo.

Lin Qian didn't give He Luoluo any guidance, and with the consumption of He Luoluo's physical strength, he would definitely fall behind in the early stage of the competition, which was what Lin Gan wanted to see.

Only when it is difficult can he Luoluo's fighting spirit be stimulated, she is a girl who does not admit defeat, and she can see it when she is training.

There is a big gap between her physique and the three boys, but she still wants to catch up with them, and several boys are also very considerate, and they will slow down and wait for He Luoluo to catch up.

Although they would be ridiculed by He Luoluo when they caught up, they could see clearly the satisfaction and unconvincing in He Luoluo's heart.

The ball flew quickly, and He Luoluo subconsciously picked up his racket to block it, and with good luck, he blocked it.

But the table tennis ball bounced in front of Sun Wenyang's stage at a height of one and a half people, and high balls are always taboo.

Because the height of the ball is high, it can give the opponent many options for handling the ball, while Sun Wenyang chose the simplest and roughest.

Cover the ball.

Just like a dunk, it can be regarded as the violent aesthetics of table tennis.

"Bump!"

With a crisp sound, the ping pong ball bounced high in front of He Luoluo, He Luoluo didn't move, she knew in her heart that she couldn't catch this ball at all.

However, he still turned around and wanted to pick up the ball, only to see that Lin Gan was already walking towards him with a ping pong ball, and the ping pong ball bounced and happened to fall into Lin Gan's hand.

Teacher Lin...... I~"

Lin Qian smiled, touched He Luoluo's head, and said, "It's okay, put your attention on the top of the ball and feel every bounce and rotation of the ball." ”

He Luoluo glanced up at Lin Gan, Lin Gan had a warm smile on his face, very warm, as if the spring breeze was blowing, He Luoluo's heart, which was still a little restless just now, immediately calmed down.

He nodded firmly and said.

"I understand, Mr. Lin, I can do it!"

Lin Qian raised his chin slightly, and asked He Luoluo to go back and continue the competition, this is Zhang Yongle's voice suddenly sounded.

"In my opinion, there is no need for a written test, this little girl is not Wen Yang's opponent at all."

He Luoluo was a little angry, glanced at the smug Zhang Yongle, and said angrily: "Old man, do you dare to gamble?" ”

When Zhang Yongle heard this, he was not angry, and asked, "What are you betting on?" ”

He Luoluo didn't think about it, and said directly: "If I win, you will resign directly, and if I lose, I will drop out of school directly!" ”

"Shhhh

Hearing this, everyone gasped, this is too ruthless, it's just a ball, as for it?

Zhang Yongle's face was gloomy, he didn't expect this He Luoluo to be so ruthless, in case He Luoluo won, his pension after resigning will definitely be greatly reduced, but if he doesn't bet with He Luoluo, he will have a reputation for not being courageous.

"Oh? Don't dare? ”

He Luoluo looked at Zhang Yongle, who was a little hesitant, shrugged his shoulders, sneered, and said, "Since you don't dare, then get far away, don't disturb this girl to play." ”

"Oh-"

After He Luoluo finished speaking, he immediately caused a burst of boos from the male gods.

Zhang Tong walked to Lin Gan's side and glanced at Lin Gan with a little hesitation, Lin Qian shook his head and said that he didn't have to worry, Zhang Tong didn't say anything.

At this time, I don't know who in the crowd called "Old Turtle", and the boys all shouted together.

"Old tortoise."

"Old tortoise."

…… Chase Yo Literature

He Luoluo chuckled, still unconvinced, looked at Zhang Yongle, and said.

"Old turtle, if you don't have the guts, if you don't, you better retract it."

There was another burst of laughter.

At this time, Zhang Yongle's face was already blue and purple, and it was difficult to see the extreme, clenching his fists tightly, and his voice was almost squeezed out of his teeth.

"Bet on it, can you still win Wenyang?"

Such an almost humiliating coaxing, Zhang Yongle never dreamed that it was given to him by a student, after saying this, Zhang Yongle glanced at Sun Wenyang.

He almost put his net worth and life on the line, if Sun Wenyang loses, he will definitely become the laughing stock of the entire Demon Capital No. 3.

Soon, the gambling game between Zhang Yongle and He Luoluo attracted a lot of people, most of them were classmates who were just going to dinner, and of course, many teachers rushed to see the excitement when they heard the news.

Ma Zhibin also came, but you just watched from a distance and didn't get closer.

Seeing Ma Zhibin, Lin Qian nodded at He Luoluo with reassurance, and asked her to let go of the fight and not have any worries.

The score is 1:0.

The game continues.

It's still He Luoluo's serve, and it's still downspin.

Sun Wenyang dealt with it easily, but when the table tennis ball came to He Luoluo again, He Luoluo suddenly increased his speed, and a large arc of the ball increased the speed of the ball very quickly.

This is not a wise choice, He Luoluo's physical consumption is very large, if he still chooses to spend it like this, his physical strength may not be able to support it.

However, it naturally made sense for her to choose this way, and sure enough, Sun Wenyang didn't expect He Luoluo to suddenly speed up and be caught off guard.

1:1

It was Sun Wenyang who served......

4:3

5:6

7:6

8:9

10:10

The scores of the two sides were very deadlocked, and the audience was very worried about watching it.

Every next goal will be a penalty kick, and when it reaches more than 10 points, it is not who reaches 11 points who wins, but the score gap between the two sides is opened to two points.

In the twenty-first round, he returned to play in Hololo.

He Luoluo made a good serve, and the sweat was already dripping from his chin, smashing to the ground, and being crushed by the impact of the hard ground.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he gently tossed the ball upwards, and the racket was raised, as if he was ready to continue to serve the downspin ball.

Sun Wenyang smiled, every time He Luoluo's serve was to spin down and pull the table on the left, Sun Wenyang was ready to deal with it, he was determined to win this ball!

But just as the ping-pong ball was halfway down, He Luoluo's racket drew a strange arc in the air.

Pull the right side of the upspin!

Sun Wenyang's body is ready to spin down and pull the left side, this time, the center of gravity has shifted to the left, and it is almost impossible to change back.

Watching the table tennis ball fall to the ground, everyone cheered.

"Oh-"

He Luoluo grimaced at Zhang Yongle and seemed to be mocking him, but the game was not over yet, so he couldn't slack off and continued to serve.

Sun Wenyang's body stood in the middle of the table, he didn't dare to be careless, once he lost this ball, he really lost.