The all-round academic master's girlfriend

Why is this guy so difficult?

Standing opposite Tang Yuze, Ma Hui couldn't help but think.

In fact, when Ma Hui was young, he was also a powerful player in Chinese table tennis. Although he did not reach the level where he could shine in various world competitions, he had indeed reached the threshold of the national team.

Until now, he is still engaged in an industry related to table tennis and serves as the coach of the S Province table tennis team.

For Ma Hui, table tennis is his life.

"Next ball."

When Ma Hui said he wanted to have a sparring match with Tang Yuze, he just wanted to show off in front of this young man.

In the first five balls, Tang Yuze was indeed impressed by him and was defeated 5:0.

But starting from the sixth goal, Tang Yuze seemed to have figured out his tactics and suddenly began to catch up, and now the game is tied at 9:9.

Throughout his life, he had fought against various top players in the country, including several world champions. Ma Hui still remembers the feeling of oppression when competing against those national-level players.

No matter how hard he tried to score points, even if he could get a huge score advantage at the beginning, the opponent would definitely adjust quickly before the next ball and then beat him to a defeat.

Ma Hui never expected that he would experience the feeling of seemingly being ahead in every game but just unable to win, in this young man who lived in the same community with him many years later.

"Brother, come on!"

Seeing that the two sides were fighting hard, Xia Jinxi cheered Tang Yuze on without any neutrality. She jumped over and handed him a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.

Originally, she should have been helping them count the points, but the way this girl counted the points was to count Tang Yuze with her left hand and Ma Hui with her right hand. When the score exceeded the number of her fingers, she would just give up and stop counting.

It's almost time to end...

In a game of table tennis, the winner is usually the one who wins eleven balls first. However, when the score is tied at 10-10, an extra game will be played and the one who is two balls ahead of the opponent will be the winner.

Through careful observation in the previous stage, Tang Yuze has a detailed understanding of Ma Hui's playing ideas, reaction speed, etc. The next step is to end the game.

Tang Yuze first served the ball, which was not very powerful but was crooked enough.

Such a serve is equivalent to inviting the opponent to compete with hard power. When Ma Hui received Tang Yuze's ball for the first time, a tug-of-war began.

Both sides began to adjust their postures and gradually exert their strength, and the speed of the ping-pong ball in the center of the battlefield was getting faster and faster.

As the intensity of the tug-of-war increased, both players gradually found it difficult to control their batting postures.

Xia Jinxi watched this wave of balls with the highest intensity and the longest duration from the side, and opened her mouth slightly in shock.

Even in the professional competitions she watched on TV, there were rarely such ultra-high-intensity and fierce tug-of-war battles, so when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but be shocked.

At the end of this long tug-of-war between the challenging players, Tang Yuze finally stabilized the situation, and Ma Hui lost a point first due to a hitting error.

"continue."

The next ball was served by Tang Yuze again. He still chose the same starting move as in the previous round. This time, Ma Hui's nerves were obviously too tense and he was quickly defeated.

In the end, Tang Yuze defeated Ma Hui with a score of 11:9, which was not a crushing victory.

"Haha, so happy!"

Although he failed to win the game, Ma Hui laughed out loud as he experienced such a high-intensity game again after a long time.

Although the score didn't seem to be that different, Ma Hui knew in his heart that there was actually a huge gap in strength between him and Tang Yuze, especially in terms of mental strength.

If he plays another game, he will surely be swept.

"Young man, you play the ball so well, you must practice often, right?"

Because his wife took away her handkerchief when she passed away, Ma Hui could only wipe the sweat off his face with his hands.

"Of course I have practiced, but not much."

"Which institution did you train in before, or was it the Jiangcheng Middle School team?"

"Uncle Ma, do you still know that I study at Jiangcheng Middle School?"

"Haha, of course. I, an old uncle, get up for morning exercises at about the same time as you do your morning self-study. Every morning I can see you going out in your Jiangcheng Middle School uniform."

Nowadays, the morning reading time for junior and senior high school students is almost always before 7:, which is just earlier, not later.

Ma Hui, who got up before six every morning to do morning exercises, occasionally saw Tang Yuze, who was wearing the Jiangcheng Middle School uniform, leaving Building 1 for school, but he had never seen Xia Jinxi.

This was also one of the reasons why he thought Tang Yuze and Xia Jinxi could not be siblings, because he had never seen such a beautiful girl in the community before.

"I have never played on a school team, nor have I ever worked in a training institution."

"Oh, so you hired a personal trainer?"

Since all of Tang Yuze's movements were in line with professional standards, Ma Hui concluded that this guy must have received professional training in some form.

The person who can teach such a good table tennis player should be a well-known coach, and there is a high probability that he is someone who transformed from a professional player to a coach like him.

"No, I play table tennis just as a hobby. I just practice it casually."

In fact, for Tang Yuze, table tennis is not even a hobby.

But Uncle Ma seemed to attach particular importance to this aspect, so he told a small lie.

"Hobby?!"

Ma Hui looked at Tang Yuze with a dull expression, his eyes full of shock.

Wow, if it is true as Tang Yuze said, that he plays table tennis just as a hobby, and he is self-taught but can master so many professional operations, then doesn’t that make him a genius?

"Well, I'm usually busy with school, so I only have time to play during physical education class."

Tang Yuze answered honestly, and his answer once again caused great harm to Ma Hui's not so young heart.

If he can reach this level just by playing in physical education class, what will happen in the future if he undergoes professional training?

"We've almost finished exercising today, Xiaoxi, let's go home."

"Ah."

Having completed two tasks at once, namely, taking his sister to exercise and defeating Ma Hui, Tang Yuze was in a very good mood.

This afternoon, he had to go out to buy a mobile phone for his sister and teach Xia Jinxi how to operate it, so he decided to go home early to prepare.

"Goodbye, Uncle Ma. We'll learn from each other when we have time!"

After saying goodbye politely to Ma Hui, Tang Yuze took Xia Jinxi home.

Ma Hui stood there in a daze, looking at the young man's back, as if he saw his younger self.