The young man was young and smiling.

Maybe he had just finished exercising, and he was covered in hot sweat.

As soon as the heat in the store was steaming, the sweat stains on that body were slowly condensing and disappearing.

Li Fan glanced at the young man and recognized him as the young man who was flying on the table tennis table just now.

His skills are very good, and he is full of energy, and everyone is happy to see such a lively young man when he is tired.

"Yo! Isn't that a small bell? You're running into the park to bully people again, aren't you? ”

Immediately, an uncle who was familiar with the boss's family in the store shouted at the young man.

"No, I'm just going to ask the uncles for advice, and everyone is happy to teach me."

The young man scratched his cheek in embarrassment.

"Hey, don't say that, everyone thinks you're a good skill! Your second uncle told me before that your technique beat him to the point where he wanted to curse! ”

"Yes, Zhong Jian, your skills are good now, are you thinking about when to enter the national team?"

"Don't say it, isn't Zhong Jian now favored by the teachers at school? If you can't get into the national team, you can go to the provincial team! ”

The regular customers in the store coaxed one after another, and you made the young man Zhong Jian blush.

Li Fan listened quietly on the side, and his eyes inadvertently met Zhong Jian.

Zhong Jian was not stage frightened, and when he saw Li Fan, he greeted him with a polite smile.

The little young man jumped and ran towards the back kitchen, and was scolded by the proprietress for being sweaty and blasted out.

Finally, Li Fan's dish came up.

The person who delivered the food was Zhong Jian.

As soon as Zhong Jian returned to the shop, the proprietress fed two large bowls of wontons, and he began to be called to serve food to the customers in the store.

The young man seemed to be used to this kind of life for a long time, and he helped the proprietress deliver meals to customers everywhere with a hippie smile.

Every now and then, grab a few words with your familiar guests.

He was eloquent and could make the regulars laugh.

"Slow down Big Brother Ha!"

Zhong Jian put the dishes on Li Fan's table one after another, left a smile, and turned to leave.

"Are you a student at a sports school? I played table tennis very well. ”

Li Fan stopped Zhong Jian.

"I'm not from a sports school, I'm just a student of a junior high school nearby, and I just practice table tennis to play."

Zhong Jian stopped.

"You are practicing very well, and if you are interested, someone from the school should invite you to join the table tennis team for professional training."

"I think according to your talent, it won't be difficult to get into the table tennis provincial team."

Li Fan can be sure that Zhong Jian's few strokes are completely capable of entering the provincial team.

Moreover, Zhong Jian is definitely not only as simple as having extraordinary talent, but his movements are also professional to a certain extent.

The only regrettable thing is that Zhong Jian's movements are still not an absolute standard.

I think it's because his movements are all based on his own exploration and imitation on the Internet.

At his age, he was able to find a little trick in table tennis, Li Fan was very surprised by this, and hoped to grasp this talent.

If Zhong Jian can practice more and get more resources, his progress will surpass that of most athletes who have worked hard.

Li Fan also planned to take the opportunity to develop his god-level training system.

"You, do you think my talent can also enter the provincial team? Is my table tennis really playing well? ”

After listening to Li Fan's words, Zhong Jian's eyes lit up with a glimmer of hope.

"It's not very good, and there are still some gaps compared to the people in the provincial team."

"However, you can compare yourself to a professionally trained provincial athlete without even professional training."

"In my opinion, if you have the opportunity to get professional training, you will become stronger."

Li Fan could see that Zhong Jian still had some flaws in hitting the ball.

However, this flaw can be avoided.

Zhong Jian is a smart and talented child.

If he has the opportunity to go through professional training, he will definitely be able to become more powerful than the children of the provincial team and even the national team.

Being praised by Li Fan like this, Zhong Jian suddenly felt a burst of paste wrapped in his mind.

He never imagined that he would be able to receive such praise from others.

The praise of others for him was more or less wrapped in a hint of ridicule and jokes.

Only Li Fan, who has never met before, is willing to analyze his situation from a professional and rigorous point of view.

"Actually, the physical education teacher also thinks that my ability is outstanding, and wants to talk to the principal to recommend me to the provincial team, but ......"

Zhong Jian couldn't wait to say everything.

"Zhong Jian! Where did you kid go?! Didn't I call you over and help me deliver the food?! ”

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a man's displeased roar from the back kitchen.

That voice was terrifyingly loud, far exceeding the call that Zhong Jian had just made when he entered the store.

As soon as he heard this call, Zhong Jianden was stunned.

"I'm sorry, my dad called me, I'll go first...... Anyway, thank you for talking to me about this! ”

Zhong Jianse shrunk his shoulders, apologized to Li Fan, and ran quickly to the back kitchen.

"Idiot! I've been calling you for a long time, why can't you come back? Hurry up and get served! ”

A hideous-looking man emerged from the back kitchen, faced Zhong Jian who rushed over, and gave him a mallet without hesitation.

"My son is just going to play, why are you yelling and yelling? Annoying! ”

Hearing her husband reprimanding her son over there, the proprietress glared at her unhappily.

"I'm just teaching him, what are you fierce? Okay, okay, hurry up and serve the food, go and go! ”

was glared at by his wife, the boss snorted, his voice couldn't help but weaken, and pushed the finished wontons to Zhong Jian.

When the boss turned around and returned to the back kitchen, his gaze met Li Fan for a moment.

Li Fan propped up his chin and smiled politely.

But the boss frowned, turned his head and went into the back kitchen, not paying attention to Li Fan at all.

It seems that Zhong Jian's father did not support Zhong Jian so much to play table tennis.

Strange to say, if ordinary people know that their children have such extraordinary talents, they shouldn't smash the pot and sell iron, but have to give their sons a try?

If this gamble can be successful, their family can be regarded as a big star, and they can glorify their ancestors.