However, Su Mo was wiping his sweat with a towel and did not notice the message.
However, Zhang Hao was silent for a while.
After a long while, he barely managed to face Su Mo.
"Why is your backhand so strong? It's as good as your forehand…" he asked hoarsely.
Images of him playing basketball with Su Mo flashed through his mind.
The surprise between each beat.
Finally, it stopped at Su Mo's wrist.
He had lost completely, but what was even more complete was the way he thought about table tennis!
Backhandedness was always a person's weakest point!
The weakness of right-handed players was their left hand.
The weakness of left-handed players was their right hand.
This was the truth of table tennis and the basic knowledge that every table tennis player knew!
The first concept of table tennis that the teachers taught them was to try to hit the ball to the opponent's backhand.
All the techniques and tactics after that were aimed at this goal.
However, this time's competition.
He had played countless backhand moves against Su Mo, but every single one of them did not have the desired effect!
Su Mo's backhand position! It was ridiculously strong!
The return was powerful!
It could even spin!
I'll go against you!
What he could do with his forehand, he could do with his backhand!
He could even hit the ball that his forehands couldn't.
Zhang Hao was extremely puzzled.
Hearing this, Su Mo chuckled and raised the racket in his hand.
"Why?"
"Of course, it's because of the way I hold the racket.”
Su Mo's wrist turned twice.
One to the front, one to the back.
Zhang Hao was still puzzled at first, but after seeing the two sides exchange, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
"One head, one tail!"
"It was very easy to change faces twice. I turned my wrist 180 degrees and changed the direction of the front and back!“
"And in this way."
Zhang Hao's heart was pounding, and he subconsciously did the same thing with his hands.
He could clearly feel that if he used this grip to hit the backhand, it seemed to be really easy to hit!
More details appeared in his mind.
He then looked at Su Mo, who was looking relaxed.
This guy.
He probably didn't even use his full strength!
The regret of failure, as well as the confusion before the difference in strength, all kinds of feelings surged in his heart.
However, Zhang Hao was straightforward and said sadly,""I lost. I didn't expect that the grip that made me laugh at would have such a huge advantage.”
"Isn't this a trial?"
"There's no such thing as losing."
Su Mo shook his head with a smile and threw a towel to Zhang Hao.
Zhang Hao suddenly raised his head and held the towel. His eyes flickered.
This guy.
He was actually so free and easy.
It was clearly a bet about Xu Moyin, but she was so magnanimous!
Recalling his anger and how he had targeted Su Mo, he was filled with regret.
I'm so embarrassed.
At the same time, he made up his mind.
He turned around and shouted at the audience,""I admit defeat. I lost this match. From today onwards, I, Zhang Hao, will never have any interactions with Xu Moyin.”
After a moment of silence, the stadium exploded.
Whistles were blown by the members who were watching the show.
Some people even cheered loudly!
The main thing was that the match was exciting, and neither side had harmed their relationship. Of course, the bet with Xu Moyin was also the center of attention.
The only dissatisfied person was Qin Yun. He muttered softly,"
"What? Since you value Xu Moyin so much, why don't you two fight?”
Only Su Mo was confused.
He couldn't understand the sudden excitement of the audience.
"What does it have to do with Xu Moyin?"
He still didn't understand.
"Su Mo, first of all, congratulations on joining the table tennis club. Of course, congratulations to you and Xu Moyin as well."
The more Su Mo listened, the more speechless he became.
What the hell?
But since it was over, Su Mo did not care anymore.
"Since it's over, goodbye.”
Su Mo shook his head, he had no interest in staying here and yawned.
Zhang Hao smiled bitterly when he saw this. It was obvious that Su Mo was still not excited about the duel.
He realized that Su Mo's grip was not what everyone thought.
On the contrary, there was much to be done.
Especially the backhand position.
As a ping pong fanatic, this new move was like a black hole to him.
Zhang Hao wanted to learn this grip.
In terms of skill, he finally realized that he was not as good as Su Mo.
This also caused Su Mo's position to be on par with the head of the school team.
……
In the training camp of the national team.
Liu Guoliang held his phone and waited for a while, but Su Mo did not reply.
He immediately glared at her.
"You hung up on me and didn't reply to my messages.”
"This brat, not bad. His wings have hardened.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall athlete walked over and asked with a smile,""Coach Liu, why are you so angry?”
"That kid from my family."
"He told me that he wanted to come to the national team, but after I agreed, he didn't want to talk to me."”
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