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Since the art troupe stopped performing, Chen Changan and Zhu Ling would choose to stroll along the river in the residential area after dinner every night.

I saw Zhang Mancang practicing his serve under the street lights at night several times in a row.

Chen Changan also became interested and went over with Zhu Ling, bringing his table tennis racket.

"How do you play table tennis by yourself? How about I play a few rounds with you?"

Although Zhang Mancang had known Chen Changan for a long time and they were also neighbors.

But since he was the factory manager and no one wanted to play with him during the day, he nodded and agreed.

Although Chen Changan has never played table tennis in this life, he played it a lot in his previous life.

Especially when I was in school, as soon as the bell rang, I would run to the ping-pong table as fast as I could.

If you are a little slower, you will miss out. Of course, there is a gap between the level and the professional level, but it is still much better than ordinary amateurs.

Chen Changan was very excited as it was his first time playing table tennis in his life, and he served the ball with all his strength.

As soon as Zhang Mancang's racket touched the ball, he watched the ping-pong ball fly out.

Zhang Mancang and Zhu Ling both widened their eyes at the same time. The trajectory of the ping-pong ball was not reasonable.

Zhang Mancang didn't believe it, so he picked up the ping-pong ball and threw it to Chen Changan, signaling Chen Changan to try again.

Chen Changan was not polite either. He was of course happy when the opponent couldn't receive the ball.

After that, for several consecutive balls, Chen Changan served and Zhang Mancang picked up the ball.

"how did you do it?"

Then Chen Changan began to explain to Zhang Mancang the principle of serving.

How to serve forward and backward, how to serve topspin and backspin, and how to deal with these.

After that, although Zhang Mancang was able to barely avoid being served, he could not hold out against Chen Changan for less than two boards.

Chen Changan also noticed that Zhang Mancang was not in good coordination. Thinking that Zhang Mancang was still practicing alone late at night, he said something.

“In fact, many people are born with poor coordination, this is innate.

But coordination is something that can be developed through training.

For example, the simplest exercise to practice coordination is skipping rope.

You can practice skipping rope every morning, jumping more and faster.

After a month, you will notice a significant difference in your coordination.”

Zhang Mancang remembered it firmly in his mind. Skipping rope? I'll go buy one tomorrow.

Then Chen Changan explained to Zhang Mancang the arc spin, straight-blade playing method, horizontal-blade playing method, and slice playing method.

Not only Zhang Mancang, but also Zhu Ling who was standing aside widened her eyes.

It was getting late and he was sweating, so Chen Changan prepared to take Zhu Ling home.

"I didn't know you were so good at table tennis.

I thought you were a good songwriter, but I didn’t expect you were such a good table tennis player too.”

Being admired by his own wife, Chen Changan said proudly.

"Of course, your husband knows a lot of things."

Looking at Chen Changan's smiling face, Zhu Ling suddenly thought of something.

With a red face, she pinched Chen Changan's arm.

"rogue."

Chen Changan's life has become more fulfilling recently. Every morning, Li Chenglin and a group of people from the security department practice attack and defense in the transformation workshop.

I took Zhu Ling out for a walk in the evening and gave Zhang Mancang some pointers.

A month later, Zhang Mancang's progress was very obvious. Since he did not have a strong personality, Zhang Mancang gradually fell in love with the slicing style of play.

As coordination improves, hand-eye coordination improves.

Zhang Mancang, who doesn't like to be flamboyant, chose to play by slicing the ball, a style that seems to be always on the defensive.

But only Chen Changan knew that he must not give Zhang Mancang any chance. Once a flaw was revealed, the attack from Zhang Mancang's unit would be extremely terrifying.

Zhang Mancang's progress is visible to the naked eye, and his self-confidence is also increasing at this time.

From not being able to receive Chen Changan's serve in the beginning, he can now fight Chen Changan on equal terms.

Of course, only Zhang Mancang himself knew the 50-50 split, so he had to give his teacher some face.

With the arrival of spring, workers in the factory are increasingly taking part in outdoor activities.

That day, Zhang Mancang, who was eating in the cafeteria, heard several workers around him chatting.

"Shall we go play table tennis after lunch?"

"I've been working at the office all morning, aren't you tired?

Even if I'm not tired, don't I need to work in the afternoon?"

"He was a lathe operator, and all his work was turning external circles and end faces.

It takes dozens of minutes to walk a distance, and there is even time to smoke while working.

We can't compare. I operate a milling machine and my hands are all burned. How can I play table tennis after work?

It's all covered with bubbles. I wish I could live in the infirmary."

He wanted to play table tennis, but the people he usually played with didn't want to go, and it was not easy to call someone he didn't know, so he looked at Zhang Mancang.

"Mancang, how about you play with me for a while?"

"it is good."

I didn't hold much hope at first, I just said it casually, but Zhang Mancang actually agreed.

Everyone knows that Zhang Mancang's level is poor, and his uncoordinated body is often laughed at by them. After a long time of being scolded, Zhang Mancang is unwilling to go.

There was no way to hit the ball in one go, so whoever couldn't catch it had to pick up the ball. Of course, Zhang Mancang picked up the ball the most times, and they were also happy to have some free time.

After dinner, the two of them came directly to the ping-pong table. Without saying a word, the other party sent a fast ball without spin.

Zhang Mancang reflexively returned the ball with a forehand slice.

"what"

Everyone knows that Zhang Mancang has poor coordination. He is okay with slow balls, but as long as the ball is fast, he usually can’t catch it.

This time Zhang Mancang caught it, but he used a move he had never seen before.

However, the other party didn't care. Only someone with an uncoordinated body like Zhang Mancang would use such strange movements.

But when he caught the ball, it went straight into the net. He looked at the ball still spinning on the table, and then at Zhang Mancang.

"Are you confused? You can also hit the ball with backspin?"

Zhang Mancang smiled and said nothing. In his mind, he compared the other party with Chen Changan and concluded that they were far apart.

"One point for you, come on."

The next few consecutive serves were all hit back by Zhang Mancang with slice shots.

This slice seems to be slow and without much power, but in fact the ball is constantly spinning.

It may not be effective against experts, but it is a nightmare against ordinary people, especially those who don't know how to receive a spinning ball.

The opponent lost patience as the ball went down the net again and again.

"No more fighting, Mancang, have you been practicing secretly during this period? What is your fighting style? Who did you learn it from?"