Because it is a father-son game and a grudge game, Chu Zihang brought the best equipment - two thousand-yuan badminton rackets, and strive to perform exceptionally today, even if he can't beat Master Xia out of shit, he has to show his attitude.

On the other hand, Xia Di is more casual, and he still uses a pair of rackets that he bought casually in the supermarket a few days ago, which adds up to more than double digits.

It was only at this time that Fingal realized that he had been called to be a referee, and he thought that he was going to introduce himself to a place to live or arrange an office location, but he didn't expect to be a tool man again.

And Lu Mingfei, who seemed to be warming up seriously, quietly looked at his senior brother's father, as if he wanted to see what secrets he was hiding in him, but his eyes that he thought were hidden were caught by Chu Tianjiao.

Chu Tianjiao looked at the young man who was a little stronger than last week, and felt that Xia Di's "father" today should not be able to run.

He still remembers that this little guy's ball skills belong to the level of just learning to hold the racket, and any person who comes to him is hanging.

In the face of a steady win, he thought it was necessary to add more color, so he came to Xia Di's side and talked about the conditions: "It's too monotonous to play dry, don't you want to add a condition, if you lose, make up for the follow-up?" ”

The dog thief said that he did not save the manuscript, so it must have taken a lot of time to write all the subsequent volumes of the three parts, which can not only reduce the time he has contact with his son, but also benefit the majority of readers.

"Then you lost." Xia Di grabbed the racket and waved it a few times in the air and looked at him: "Is it possible to quit my job and be a full-time driver?" ”

"As long as the salary is in place, I will throw the resignation letter on the boss's desk tomorrow." Chu Tianjiao was very confident, as if he was sure that he would not lose.

It's a pity that Xia Di has already seen through his sinister intentions: "I wrote it, you can not go out for ten days and half a month, what do you want." ”

This old boy still wants to find a chance to stay by his side, but there is no door.

"What do you say?"

"I owe it first, and then I will talk about it when I have the chance."

"Don't go too far."

"It won't be too much for you."

"Okay."

So it was settled, and the game was soon underway.

On both sides, children stand in the front and adults stand in the back.

"Senior brother, I won't show mercy." Lu Mingfei's expression was extremely serious, and he looked like he had made up his mind to go all out to win the game.

Chu Zihang guessed that it should be Master Xia who coerced and lured him again, and gave him a wait-and-see look.

"Bang!"

The badminton butt is gently pumped by the racket, and it deftly and quickly crosses the net.

A very serious serve, Chu Zihang easily caught it and dusted the ball to the side of no one, but Lu Mingfei, who had already predicted it, only moved two steps sideways to resolve this counterattack.

One shot after another, completely tearing apart the falsehood of "friendship first and competition second", Chu Zihang swung the racket again, and the badminton ball was about to hit the net by two centimeters, and it went straight to the tip of the junior brother's ears at a very fast speed.

Lu Mingfei didn't have time to block, so he decisively turned his body and leaked the ball, which was made up by Uncle Xia.

Xia Di lunged forward and pumped his backhand, and the shuttlecock flew towards the vacant position at a faster speed, Chu Zihang didn't even have time to close the racket and defend himself, but fortunately, Chu Tianjiao didn't drop the chain and swung the racket to hit the ball back, and the speed was not inferior to Xia Di.

Comrade Lao Chu is well aware of the principle that persimmons have to be pinched softly, and the balls are all aimed at Lu Mingfei, just to make him unable to catch the ball in a hurry.

After the two strokes just now, he has already seen that Lu Mingfei is no longer the rookie who was ravaged at will last week, and it is very likely that he has been trained by the old thief in Jiangbei

So in order to prevent accidents, he has to mess up the rhythm of the opposite side first, and it is best to let the children on the opposite side frequently make low-level mistakes to drag Xia Di to play.

What, don't you think it's shameless to bully children like this?

Sorry, there is no right or wrong in the adult world, only gains and losses!

Lu Mingfei's little face was attacked twice in just 2 seconds, making him wonder if he had been touched by Lao Xiatou's hairspray hand before he came, otherwise he couldn't explain how his face could be so attractive.

Quickly lowered his head to dodge the ball facing Tianlinggai, and let Uncle Xia take over.

Because of the angle, this is a low ball, if Lu Mingfei dealt with it by himself, he would definitely hang a high ball back, but Master Xia just waved his forehand and stabilized the ball at a height slightly higher than the net.

However, as soon as the ball passed the net, it was shot down by Chu Zihang, who was waiting for the rabbit, and fell to the ground.

The iceberg boy knew very well that Master Xia's strength was unfathomable, so he took precautions early, and took advantage of the junior brother's head to take him by surprise and score first.

"Wonderful!" Fingal gave a perfunctory applause and flipped the red scoreboard to signal that the score was valid.

Just now, Lu Mingfei actually stretched out the racket to save the badminton when it landed, but unfortunately the ball passed through the bottom of the net.

Chu Tianjiao lightly hooked, picked up the badminton, and praised: "Good play, it seems that the tacit understanding between the two of us is still very high." ”

Chu Zihang glanced at him, took the ball and did not speak.

Where did the two show any tacit understanding just now, but he didn't have time to save the ball.

Lu Mingfei, who lost points because of carelessness, squinted his eyes, there was no frustration and anger in his heart, he just bent down slightly, and the racket was horizontal in front of him waiting for the opponent to serve.

This is just the beginning of the game, and the score is behind and it is back.

The smell of gunpowder on the court became stronger, Chu Zihang served, and Lu Mingfei hit the ball at his senior brother's head in the same way, trying to force him to dodge.

But the force used was not large, the ball speed was not fast enough, and it was easily blocked.

This time, Chu Zihang didn't stare at his junior brother's face again, and after being prepared, this trick would not work easily, and directly hit the ball to the vacant position on the side.

Lu Mingfei didn't move, let the shuttlecock pass by him, and then was pulled back by Uncle Xia.

As if he was reciprocating courtesy, Master Xia's ball was also aimed at Chu Zihang's chest, but the young man who had been holding the racket to the side of his face only needed to flick the backhand and hit the ball back.

But the moment the ball flew out, he sensed that something was wrong, and the angle of the ball was a little high.

The next moment, Master Xia stepped into the half-court, and his raised arm fell down like a long whip.

There was a crisp sound of "pop", and the classic smash arrived.

The ball was pressed very low, almost grazing the net, and came straight to Chu Zihang's thigh.

The boy took a step back and flicked the racket in his hand to block the ball, the angle still inflated.

Lu Mingfei rushed to the net, and with a slight push with his right hand, the shuttlecock went down towards the dead corner.

At the critical moment, Chu Tianjiao arrived, hoisted the ball and landed on the overlapping route of the two opposite, he deliberately hit a high ball, intending to induce Lu Mingfei to raise his racket and retreat to catch the ball, and collide with Xia Di who greeted him with his racket.

Because the speed and height of the ball were to the extent that the teenager could jump up and catch it by taking a step back, Chu Tianjiao bet that he would step into his trap in order to make up for the mistake just now.

The scheming adult smiled, but soon his smile froze on his face.

Indeed, Lu Mingfei retreated as he expected, and also made a move to jump, but this was just an illusion, Master Xia, who was behind the young man, jumped high and smashed violently, and the sound of firecrackers bursting spread throughout the badminton hall.

Chu Tianjiao, who had excellent eyesight, could clearly see the shuttlecock spinning in the air, and even the remaining racket whipping marks on his head were clear at a glance, and he accurately judged that the landing point of the ball was between himself and his son, and decisively turned around.

"Smack!"

The two badminton rackets collided together, and the Chu father and son were speechless, and there was only embarrassment in the air......

Fingal silently gave the blue square a score.

Picking up the shuttlecock that fell at his feet, Chu Zihang threw it to Senior Brother Lu, who was trying to hold back his laughter, and then stood as if nothing had happened.

"Uh...... Mistakes, haha. Chu Tianjiao didn't expect the slap in the face to come so quickly, just said that the father and son had a tacit understanding, but the next second they made a mistake in cooperation, and the trap originally designed was used on him.

"Lao Chu, what's going on?" Xia Di put his arm on Xiao Lu's shoulders and teased there: "Is it that the reaction of your two bodies is faster than your brains, and you can call it out without thinking about it when you see the ball?" ”

When it came to Chu Tian's pride, he did subconsciously swing the racket just now, forgetting to observe whether his son was in sync with his movements.

"This is also another manifestation of the tacit understanding between father and son."

He comforted himself like this.

(End of chapter)