"Kevin, you are really making me more and more satisfied. If everything goes well, maybe I can safely open a milk tea shop in half a year."

Teacher Tony was very satisfied with Wang Chao, and even gave Wang Chao a name that was as noble as him: Kevin.

So now there are two teachers in Huimin Barber Shop.

Teacher Tony and Teacher Kevin, judging from their names, they are definitely international.

The former is good at various non-mainstream killings and mainstream washing, cutting and blowjob.

The latter can only cut short hair and just push it with a clipper.

As for the girl who washes her hair, although she has stayed here longer than Wang Chao, she was not given the name by her boss because she was not talented enough and liked to be lazy.

At noon that day, Wang Chao and Teacher Tony were squatting at the door eating lunch when someone came to visit.

It's a young man.

"Hey, your name is Wang Chao, right? Introduce yourself, my name is Jiang Shan, you should have met me."

The boy looked like he was still underage, maybe thirteen or fourteen years old. He looked very immature and had a baby face, but when he spoke, his nostrils were turned up in the air, and he looked very confused: "Mingyue Pavilion, that night..."

Wang Chao suddenly realized: "I remembered, you are the first in the internal assessment."

Jiang Shan chuckled, looking very proud, and said: "That's right, it's me. I'm here to play ball with you."

Wang Chao was stunned.

"Don't be surprised. It was our coach who was asking for your name everywhere and wanted to invite you to try out. I eavesdropped on his phone call outside the door and came to find you first."

Wang Chao said "Oh": "Why do you want to fight me?"

"Because you played pretty well."

Jiang Shan said proudly: "You are qualified to let me take action."

At this time, a customer came to the barber shop and wanted a haircut. This was supposed to be Wang Chao's job, but Teacher Tony took it over very considerately and told Wang Chao to treat the customers well.

Wang Chao asked again: "If you wanted to fight me, why didn't you just stand up at the Mingyue Pavilion that day?"

Jiang Shan snorted disdainfully: "The gorilla has obviously made a mistake, why should I stand up for him?"

He raised his little face and said with a disgusting look: "I don't do this kind of bullying!"

Wang Chao first smiled knowingly at the "gorilla" he called him, because Tian Zhengguang's bearded face did look a bit like a gorilla, but then Wang Chao's expression became weird.

"You mean...I can't beat you?"

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Today is a cloudy day, not hot, just a little humid, and there is not a trace of wind in the air. It is a good day to play table tennis.

The school has already closed, and the students are all preparing for exams. There is no one around the outdoor cement ball table.

In the center of the cement table is a "net" made of several red bricks, which is lower than the normal net.

The conditions were a bit crude, but for this impromptu competition, they were about the same.

Standing on one side of the table, Wang Chao was quite speechless.

He was obviously Teacher Kevin who was serious about studying beauty and hairdressing. Why was he so excited by the boy across from him with a few words that he asked for leave and came to challenge him?

perhaps……

Is it because the boy spoke in a matter-of-fact manner, which aroused his rebellious psychology?

Or maybe...

Is it because I also want to see what the level of the No. 1 player on the city's substitute team is like?

That's what the boy said.

"You are an amateur and I am a professional. How can an amateur be better than a professional?"

"You are a straight board and I am a horizontal board. How can the straight board beat the horizontal board?"

"Although the straight and horizontal hit is rare, it is actually just a backhand attack technique, and it is not that scary."

"I recorded the video of your game with my mobile phone. After I went back and watched it dozens of times, I am convinced that your basic skills are not as good as mine."

"Although you played very smartly, I am not brainless. Your fake moves are ineffective on me."

"So, I came to you before the coach did, just out of kindness."

"I want you to know that you must not take it lightly during trial training."

Wang Chao's teeth are a little itchy.

The little brat is so arrogant!

What's more, the little brat then poked him into a sore spot.

"What? You don't have a racket?"

Jiang Shan's eyes widened with an expression of disbelief.

"As a table tennis player, you don't even have your own racket?"

"Don't you know that if you want to become a master, you must have your own special racket?"

"It's like a soldier going to the battlefield. He must have a weapon he is familiar with."

"If you don't use the same racket for many years, how can you understand all the technical indicators of this racket?"

"This is all very basic theoretical knowledge. Do you really not understand?"

"I'm a little doubtful now, am I looking down on you?"

Wang Chao endured it very hard.

I just crossed over from time to time, and inherited the body of a colorful pen. My family is so poor that everything is leaking. Where can I get a racket?

"Little guy, since you're so dragging, don't blame me for not taking action..." Wang Chao thought in his mind.

The last thing he used was the spare racket brought by Jiangshan.

Wang Chao took it in his hand and felt it. It was much better than Han Feng's racket that cost more than a thousand yuan. The elasticity of the rubber was even better. When he pressed it with his fingers, he felt a strange feeling of elasticity and "moisture".

He is not picky about rackets for the time being, because his body's high acuity allows him to understand most of the characteristics of a racket in the shortest time, and subconsciously adjust himself.

Today's game is not a one-game decision at the Mingyue Arena, but a more standardized best-of-seven game system.

Jiang Shan served, full of confidence. He was convinced that he had thoroughly studied Wang Chao, so the main purpose of coming today was actually to verify whether his analysis was correct.

Then there was a "pop" sound.

Wang Chao drew the ball sideways and scored directly.

"Huh?" Jiang Shan was surprised. He tilted his head and thought for a while, then said, "Come again."

He served again, in a different way.

Then there was another "pop" sound, and Wang Chao scored again.

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"That's not right." Jiang Shan scratched his head: "I have no problem serving. Why can you get started directly..."

Wang Chao didn't say anything and went to the table to pick up the ball. Now it was him who served.

He threw the ball directly up to three meters high.

When Jiang Shan saw this scene, he made his own judgment in his heart.

"The high throw is usually to create stronger spin, but according to the previous video, Wang Chao once deliberately served the ball that did not spin when dealing with Long Tao, so I need to keep an eye on his wrist and be careful about his

Fake action."

"Body movements can be faked, but the movement trajectory of the wrist cannot be faked."

Jiang Shan's response strategy was very professional. He stared at Wang Chao's right hand holding the racket and subconsciously took half a step back. He judged from the details of Wang Chao's movements that this would be a long ball, so he was ready to attack directly.

But this ball was extremely short. The ball fell from such a high place. The combined force caused by gravity and the friction of the racket did not make the table tennis ball faster. Instead, it looked weak and weak, barely grazing the net and landing on the table.

.

It looked like a service error, but it didn't happen to be suicide, so this mistake made Jiangshan's prediction fail.

In a hurry, Jiang Shan stepped forward to save the ball, but the ball went high. After it flew over, Wang Chao stepped forward and hit him with a board.

"What the hell!" The little kid said loudly with a face full of dissatisfaction: "Come again!"

Wang Chao continued to serve, with ordinary movements. As soon as his arm moved, Jiang Shan made a judgment in his mind: "This is a regular serve. It seems that he wants to play basic skills with me."

But...wrong again.

When the ball hit the ball, it was ordinary, but at the last moment, Wang Chao's wrist was thrown out violently, and the short backspin suddenly turned into a long one, directly hitting Jiang Shan's chest.

Jiang Shan didn't even think about taking a step back, so he was pushed to death. He hurriedly raised the ball to catch it, and the ball hit the handle and flew far into the sky.
Chapter completed!