Chapter 922: Borrow racket

According to the news, the athletes in the stadium heard the sound and came to the training area of ​​table tennis. Even Wu Yicheng and badminton coach Xie Haiqing both closed one eye.
After all, even if you want to conceal such a big thing, it is probably impossible to conceal it.
Not satisfying the curiosity of these little guys, so as not to delay the next training.
"Lei Youhui!"
"Li Yibin!"
"Zhao Sheng!"
"Zheng Changdong!"
Four men in sportswear said in unison: "Teacher Su, please advise."
When they knew that Su Mo was coming to compete for the qualification of international college students, they had only one thought in their minds.
absurd!
Does Su Mo know table tennis?
Never heard of it!
And the four worst of them are also members of the second national team. Isn't this challenging their jobs?
Because of this, the four of them all found their enthusiasm in their hearts. It is about the number of entries, and no one plans to release water!
"It's all about learning."
Su Mo didn't care about the attitude of the four. After all, his behavior was equivalent to kicking in the gym, and it was strange that the four of them had good looks.
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Outside the fence, Xiao Lengxiu wrinkled her eyebrows deeply, "How could it be possible to beat it!"
"Xiao Leng, what are you talking about?"
A girl admired: "Teacher Su is Xia Guo's first genius. He must have been able to beat him!"
"Sister, can you calm down?"
Xiao Leng was speechless, "Have you heard that Su Mo can play table tennis? He is now facing a member of the national team. To be fair, there is almost no chance of winning!"
"It seems to make some sense."
The girl nodded and looked at Su Mo's back and her eyes were quickly occupied by worship, "However, Teacher Su is not an ordinary person, he must be able to!"
Xiao Leng: "..."
Got.
In vain!
Not far away, Xie Haiqing raised an eyebrow at Wu Yicheng beside him, "Old Wu, do you think Su Mo is likely to win?"
"how could I know?"
Wu Yicheng shook his head, "If it is better than basketball, let alone one-to-four, even one-to-five, I have confidence in Su Mo, but this is table tennis!"
"Although they are all balls, this ball is not the other ball!"
"Oh?"
Xie Haiqing smiled lightly and said, "It seems that you are not very optimistic about Su Mo. To be honest, I am not very optimistic. For this kind of competitive sports, the national team almost represents the highest level in the country. Just bullshit."
"Don't make such an early conclusion. It's hard to tell Su Mo if you are sure."
Wu Yicheng sighed: "You don't know that this young man himself is the spokesperson of the miracle. He has done too many incredible things. We just need to take a good look."
"Yes." Xie Haiqing nodded silently.
The two words ‘Su Mo’ represent variables!
In the field.
Looking at the four people in front of him, Su Mo always felt as if something was missing. It seemed that after looking at it, he realized that he was missing something.
racket!
To play, you have to use a racket, right?
However, he did not--
He turned his eyes and saw the four women's table tennis team members who had just asked him to sign. His eyes lit up and he strode over.
"cough--"
"Um... several beauties, can you borrow a racket to use it?"
"Ms. Su, you didn't bring your racket?"
Xiao Leng is really going to kneel for Su Mo, playing without a racket is just like going on the battlefield without a gun.
Su Mo's face was not red and nodded, "I'm a little rushed, I forgot."
In fact, he didn't forget to bring the racket at all, but he didn't have the racket at all...
"Use mine!"
"Su Mo, use mine..."
The other three girls were more positive, and quickly passed the racket in front of Su Mo.
This scene attracted everyone's introductory comments.
"I'm going, Su Mo didn't bring a racket?"
"This heart is really big enough!"
"I can borrow a racket for a game. I really saw it for the first time. It's Su Mo, haha—"
"If this can be won, I will eat a hundred tons of dung on the spot!"
"Brother, you are a ruthless man!"
Su Mo took a racket and thanked him: "Thank you, it will be over soon, it won't be too long."
After that, he turned around and walked to the table, and said to Deng Xuduan and Yu Siying who were the referees: "Two coaches, can we start?"
Deng Xuduan glanced at his players and announced loudly: "One game will determine the outcome. The first round of Su Mo will play against Zheng Changdong. Now the game begins."
Zheng Changdong walked to the front of the stage and said, "Mr. Su, although I am a fan of yours, it is about the number of entries and it is offended!"
Su Mo smiled slightly and said flatly: "You serve first, let's start!"
Zheng Changdong took a breath, held his breath, and made a high-throw internal spin serve. The serve is his strong point. In addition, the positive rubber of his racket is 0.9mm particles, which is stronger than ordinary people's spin.
The moment the ping-pong ball fell on the table, Su Mo had already shot, but the moment the ball bounced, the ball's trajectory bounced abnormally. The ping-pong ball that should have bounced to the left suddenly bounced to the right, completely avoiding His racket.
Seeing this scene, Zheng Changdong showed a smile, but before he was happy, his eyes shrank sharply.
Su Mo's racket appeared to the right in an instant. With a slight turn of his wrist, the ping pong ball made a perfect arc in the air and quickly landed on the opposite corner of Zheng Changdong.
"I go…"
Zheng Changdong straddled his right leg and drove the ball vigorously as a counterattack. As a member of the national team, he had very solid basic skills. Although he was a little rushed, he still hit the ball back without risk.
Not only did he go back, but he also hit the other side of Su Mo, the ball was very fast.
Facing Zheng Changdong's counterattack, Su Mo was not surprised, stepped out, and the whole person went from the left side of the table to the right side. It was also a vigorous dribble and also hit the other side of Zheng Changdong.
Zheng Changdong made a small step, pulling his backhand.
At this moment, he didn't have the slightest care. After only two rounds, he realized that Su Mo was definitely not as unbearable as he thought. These two counterattacks were too professional.
Even, he has a feeling of playing against Xu Ze, the sense of oppression is too great!
"Papa--"
"Papa--"
"Papa--"
In a blink of an eye, it has exceeded ten rounds, stunned a group of people eating melon.
"Damn!"
"Wow, wow—"
"Very beautiful!"
"This is fine too? Niubi!"
Outside the fence, bursts of exclamation sounded louder than once.
Everyone looked at this scene in shock. At the beginning, no one thought that Su Mo could play more than three rounds with Zheng Changdong. After all, Zheng Changdong is now the number one seed in the International University Games.
Even in the national team of masters like clouds, Zheng Changdong's strength is only slightly inferior to Xu Ze, who ranks number one in the world.
But because Xu Ze was not a college student, he could not participate in this competition.
"I go!"
"my God!"
"I am!"
As the referee, Deng Xuduan exclaimed three times in a row, and Yu Siying who stood beside him couldn't help covering his mouth, watching the fierce rally in the field unbelievably.
So strong?
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