Chapter 98: Torture the southern country into a dog, and see Xiaohuadan Yang Zi for the first time

Although Park Zhisung is arrogant, he is not an idiot. He is also good at table tennis, otherwise he will not be able to enter the national reserve team. He can see at a glance that Wang Zheng's ball just now is definitely not a chance.
That ball, whether it is speed, power or angle, is completely professional.
At the thought of this, his face suddenly became extremely ugly.
This matter kicked the board...
When thinking like this in his mind, Wang Zheng made a second ball, and this time the serve was still soft.
But Pu Zhichong didn't dare to be careless, and immediately shot an extremely tricky angle, so that Wang Zheng could no longer fight back as fierce and powerful as before!
But his wish fell through. Wang Zheng's lateral movement speed was extremely fast, and he had reached a position where he was extremely comfortable hitting the ball without seeing any movements.
Snapped!
With a handsome and powerful swing, Wang Zheng once again scored easily.
Park Zhi Chong's face became darker and darker, and he gritted his teeth and was ready to fight!
However, the ending was bleak. In the next series of rounds, Park Zhisung didn't score a point. He was scored by Wang Zheng within ten seconds of almost every round, and he was completely abused and turned into a dog!
The people watching around were all stupid, and at the same time a strong idea came into their mind.
Who is this person? Why is it so strong? Is he a professional player of national table tennis? Came to slap Nanguo on purpose?
After thinking about it, there is only this possibility. At this moment, everyone is looking at Park Zhisong with sneers and spicy chicken eyes!
Aren’t you very arrogant before you, Nanguo?
Have you gotten a face now?
You're the best one to take a look at us!
Blow it again!
Even Asians are cowardly, you might be better than other sports, but you have to use table tennis to compare? Isn't this being beaten for the face?
Sure enough, as the person said, you are a spicy chicken that is not as good as a brain-dead!
At this moment, Park Zhisung regretted his death. Looking at the various eyes cast by the people around him, he seemed to be able to see everyone's psychological activities, and he wanted to find a place to dig into it!
This is a shame!
Finally, he seemed to be unable to stand the gazes of the people around him, and suddenly pointed to the ping-pong table built by turning his head and said angrily: "This is not a professional ping-pong table, which has affected my performance."
After hearing this, the people around all cast contemptuous eyes. If you lose, you can make excuses? Southland is indeed a Southland, it is really shameless
But Wang Zheng nodded his head with deep conviction: "You are right. This is not a professional ping-pong table. It also affected my performance. Should we have another game?"
Hearing this, Park Zhisung's face turned dark, but he couldn't say a word.
The people around almost laughed.
Yes, a non-professional table may affect the performance, but in the same way, people are in the same situation as you. You are affected, and others are also affected, but you are still abused as a dog!
Park Zhi Chong found that he would only become a bigger laughing stock when he said it down. He who had no self-confidence, did not dare to stay here anymore, and there was no trace of going there to participate in the competition, carrying his bag and bowing his head. Just slipped away.
As soon as he slipped, the crowds onlookers suddenly burst into boos. This sounded in the ears of Park Zhi Chong, almost spitting out a mouthful of old blood, and hastened his pace.
Upon seeing this, several persons in charge of the organizers over there also showed unconcealed smiles. The troublemaker finally left, and this time the competition can continue to start smoothly.
So the group of people immediately started the second round of qualifiers, and the crowds who were onlookers were also attracted again, and they all dispersed to watch other matches.
After the onlookers dispersed, Wang Zheng returned the table tennis racket in his hand to Cici.
At this moment, Cici looked at Wang Zheng with a pair of big eyes and a little dull. Her small mouth was also the boss. Even Wang Zheng handed her the racket back to her. She hasn't recovered yet. Obviously it was Wang Zheng's previous skills. I was shocked.
"Hey, don't you need your racket?" Wang Zheng lightly patted the opponent's head and smiled.
"Ah!" Cici regained her senses, and then took the racket with a blushing face a little embarrassingly.
"How is it? I said I would help you abuse the southern country, didn't you?" Seeing that the other party is cute, Wang Zheng couldn't help but squeeze his face.
Cici was a little embarrassed by his intimate behavior, and immediately blushed and lowered her head.
Then she suddenly asked with some curiosity: "Big brother, who are you? Why are you playing table tennis so well? Are you a professional player from another province?"
In Qianqian's view, Wang Zheng's skills are so good, he must be a professional player, but she has seen and knew all the local professional players, but none of them can match Wang Zheng.
"I'm just an amateur." Wang Zheng chuckled.
Cici fainted, amateur? How can it be? She doesn't believe it!
So he turned his gaze to the middle-aged man who was talking to Wang Zheng before.
The middle-aged man seemed to know what the little girl was thinking, and shook his head slightly.
Wang Zheng had long guessed that the middle-aged man had something to do with this little girl, so he guessed it was a father and a daughter in his mind.
Sure enough, the middle-aged man smiled and stepped forward and said, "Young man, thank you for helping my daughter Cici win the man from the southern country."
"Haha, it's just a matter of effort." Wang Zhengke said.
The middle-aged man looked at Wang Zheng with some curiosity, then showed a touch of appreciation, and said: "I think you are so skilled, are you really a professional player?"
"No." Wang Zheng shook his head.
"Then are you interested in becoming a professional player?" the middle-aged man said.
Wang Zheng Yihu, shook his head again and said: "Professional player? Haha, forget it, I have no interest and no time."
"So..." The middle-aged man was a little disappointed when he heard the words, but he didn't seem to give up. He handed Wang Zheng a business card and said: "This is my business card. If you are interested in becoming a professional player, you can always Give me a call."
Wang Zheng took a look curiously, and immediately stayed.
Yang Cheng, assistant to the head coach of the National Table Tennis Team?
I'm going, the background is quite big! It's no wonder that if you want to become a professional player, you should look for him. The other party is qualified!
Huh? Wait, Yangcheng? Where did you hear it?
Wang Zheng thought about it carefully, and finally remembered that when he was watching the news at home a few days ago, one of the news items mentioned this name!
It turned out to be him, the man who has won four consecutive Olympic Games table tennis men's singles gold medals!
Just as he was astonished by the identity of the other party, Cici on the side suddenly became happy and shouted: "It's sister, sister, she's here." Then, she stepped on her short legs and ran in one direction. go with.
Wang Zheng looked up curiously, and suddenly stayed again!
I'm going, isn't that Xiaohuadan Azi?
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