9. Argument in front of the ping-pong table
Zhao Xueqing said yes and left, and just as Lin Qian was about to leave, Ye Ling walked over with a warm smile on his face.
"Teacher Lin, let's go to dinner together?"
Looking at the smile on Ye Ling's face, Lin Qian felt like a spring breeze, and his whole body was very comfortable.
"Well, I've heard that the faculty cafeteria here is very delicious, and I can finally try it."
The two men walked side by side towards the faculty cafeteria.
The faculty cafeteria is in the form of a buffet, and when I came in, two people swiped a ten-yuan card respectively, and there were several tables for putting food in it, and I could eat whatever I wanted.
"Looks like the faculty cafeteria hasn't let me down yet!"
After taking a bite of the buns here, when he suddenly felt a familiar taste, Lin Qian couldn't help but say.
Ye Ling smiled faintly, took a sip of the porridge, and nodded.
"Is this what Mr. Ye eats?"
Looking at a small bowl of clear porridge and a steamed small corn in front of Ye Ling's table, Lin Qian asked suspiciously.
"Mmmm, not hungry."
"You can't just go hungry just to control your weight!"
Ye Ling smiled sweetly and nodded.
The two of them were eating, Ye Ling suddenly received a phone call, and then his expression became a little complicated.
"Teacher Lin, I'm sorry, I still have a little more to do, so I'll leave first."
Lin Qian nodded, and didn't ask more, after all, this is someone else's private matter, and the relationship between the two is just colleagues.
Coming out of the faculty cafeteria, Lin Qian wanted to go back to the office to take a rest.
However, when I passed by the playground, I saw Zhang Tong, who was arguing with a few people.
It looks like it's scrambling for a table tennis table.
The period from lunch to lunch break is the time that students can arrange freely, and some boys who like to play ball will skip meals first, play table tennis on the playground for half an hour, and then go to the lunch break after eating a little hastily in the cafeteria.
Zhang Tong was wearing a black tights and a jersey with the words "Demon City No. 3" printed on it.
It's their varsity team's training uniform.
And the person who quarreled with him was dressed much more casually, and he should just be an ordinary student.
"If you can't beat us, you can't beat us, the weak eat the strong, if you can't beat us, you have to give us the venue!" Zhang Tong said contemptuously.
"Isn't it the varsity team, what's the big deal?" Ordinary students are a little resentful.
"Yes, it's because we are on the school team, so the table tennis table in this school has to listen to me!" Zhang Tong continued.
"Can the school team do whatever they want?"
"Yes, the school team can do whatever they want, what can you do to me?"
The ordinary student seemed to be really angry and roared, "Varsity? You have the ability to reach the singles final of the Modu Table Tennis Tournament! ”
It seemed that he had been touched in a sore spot, and Zhang Tong also spoke at this time.
"Boy, you're not convinced? If you are not convinced, we will practice? ”
Hearing this, ordinary students were as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and their blood boiled.
"Practice and practice, I Qin Qiang never admit defeat, whoever is afraid is a dog!"
Zhang Tong smiled faintly, he believed that in the face of absolute strength, there would be no accidents.
They are all sports students, just so that they can take special recruits during the college entrance examination.
This is also the first batch of sports students in Modu No. 3 Middle School, and the daily task is to practice sports, whether it is physical strength or skills, it is not the same level as ordinary students.
They have absolute confidence in playing against ordinary students.
"I'll be the referee."
There was a student with eyes who volunteered to be a referee, and Zhang Tong did not stop him.
Both players hold rackets and prepare to serve.
The rules are simple, whoever gets eleven points first wins, and the person who exchanges the serve every two times.
Holding a white ping pong ball, Zhang Tong threw it to the student opposite and said with a faint smile.
"There's no need to draw lots, I'll let you serve first."
This is Zhang Tong's self-confidence, and Qin Qiang is not hypocritical, but the expression on his face became very serious at this time, and he clearly knew that this was not a simple contest.
The classmate took a ping-pong ball and threw it into the sky, and a fastball was released.
The speed was very fast, and when he saw this, even Lin Qian raised his eyebrows, and let out a sigh of admiration in his heart.
"It seems that this ordinary student's ball skills are still good."
Zhang Tong dealt with it calmly, and the two of them played calmly for two or three rounds, Zhang Tong suddenly had a grim expression, suddenly changed, and ended the contest between the two with a reversal.
The ping pong ball fell on the left hand side of that Qin Qiang, because he was holding it with his right hand, and if he hadn't undergone professional training, his pace would not have been able to keep up with such a fast speed.
However, the ping-pong ball still hit his racket, but it flew out.
"Come again!"
The classmate gritted his teeth and said.
Some spectators watching on the side had already picked up the ball, handed it to Qin Qiang, and served again.
This time, Qin Qiang chose to send a simple high ball, so that he could launch a counterattack when the ball came back.
How could a person like Zhang Tong not know Qin Qiang's thoughts, when the ball arrived, Zhang Tong waited until the table tennis ball fell to a certain extent, and Zhang Tong accelerated suddenly.
The speed of the ping pong ball increased again, and a strange arc was drawn on the top of the table.
Being able to play spinning ball has become the basic literacy of almost everyone who specializes in playing table tennis.
Seeing this ball flying, Lin Qian already knew the result, this ordinary student named Qin Qiang couldn't catch this ball.
The biggest feature of the spinning ball is that it rotates, which also leads to the fact that when the ball bounces up in contact with the table tennis table, it will not bounce in the original direction.
Qin Qiang has been prepared for a long time, and anyone who plays table tennis knows that this kind of ball is not easy to catch.
But he still miscalculated, the ball spun so fast that he didn't catch it.
"Is this the guy on the varsity team? It's kind of amazing! ”
Two balls down, and there are already whispers below.
"Of course, when we were in class, Zhang Tong was training!"
"Alas, I really envy Zhang Qiang, you don't have to go to class, you don't have to do so much homework."
Hearing this, Lin Qian thought of his own year.
When he was a student, he always thought that people who could skip classes were so happy.
However, as time went on, he discovered one thing, only going to school well is the happiest thing in the world.
What ordinary students have to do every day is to torture their brains and make their brains try to remember as many things as possible, but those sports students are different, they have to torture their bodies and break through themselves in extreme challenges again and again.