After walking very, very far, Qin Huachang finally spoke, he said, "I apologize to you for causing you injury."
Seeing the weird look in Wang Chao's eyes, he couldn't help but pat Wang Chao on the head again and cursed, "What are you thinking about? It's not what you think... I just... feel guilty for her. No matter how she beats me or lets the dog bite me, I will admit it."
At this time, the scratches on Qin Huachang's face had gradually become clear, and blood oozed from many places. He looked extremely embarrassed, but he didn't care. He sat down casually on the street with his legs straightened. After a long silence, he said, "Forget it, I won't force it. It seems that I really don't have this life... Wang Chao, you accompany me to a place in the afternoon and do the last thing for me. If it still doesn't work, let's go back."
Today's Qin Huachang was not as energetic as yesterday. Instead, he was a little quiet. The two of them casually ate two bowls of rice noodles outside at noon, then arrived outside an arena.
"You go in and find a Little Fatty guy inside. He's not that old, he looks like fourteen or fifteen years old, with a crew cut. You play a round with him, and after you win, ask him if he wants to be as powerful as you."
Qin Huachang gave Wang Chao a detailed explanation. "If Little Fatty wants it, you can introduce him to a master, but you must not mention my name."
Qin Huachang stopped here, thought for a while, and said, "Then let's mention Old He's name. Although Old He is not very capable, he has a good temper, is attentive, and has a good reputation in the industry... Just say that you can introduce him to He Jingping and try your best to help Old He brag about how awesome he is. Let's see if we can trick Little Fatty out."
Wang Chao The more I heard, the more something seemed wrong. "Do you think he is a fool?"
Qin Huachang shook his head and said, "He is not stupid. If he was really stupid, how could I possibly fall in love with him? He is just... just... relatively simple, yes, with a simple mind. He doesn't care much about other things except playing basketball. Hey, don't ask so many questions. In short, if you bring him out and let me meet him, the task will be completed."
Wang Chao was naturally unwilling, because none of the things Qin Huachang asked him to do in the past two days were in compliance with the rules. We can't even talk about crime, breaking the law is fine. This arena is obviously the home stadium of Little Fatty. If you go in and mess around, there will be no explanation if you are beaten up as a human trafficker.
But looking at the scratches on Old Qin's face and the bandaged wounds on his legs, and thinking about the application form, Wang Chao finally relented and sighed, "If something happens, you have to save me..."
Then he suddenly discovered a blind spot. "Hey, that's not right. If you just call Little Fatty out of the arena for a meeting, you don't need to look for me at all, right? Can't you just grab someone on the street?"
Qin Huachang shook his head. "That won't work. No one can beat him."
"Then you can go to the Liancheng City city team to find a professional player. With your face, how can they not cooperate?" Wang Chao is still puzzled.
Qin Huachang still shook his head. "Even professional players can't beat him."
He saw that Wang Chao wanted to ask more questions, so he simply said it clearly, "Let me tell you this, even though Little Fatty is just working in the gym now, no one on the Liancheng City city team can beat him... and no one on the Xingcheng City team can beat him. Even you Jiangcheng City Team and that Wu Li can't beat him."
Seeing Wang Chao's astonished look, he couldn't help but feel a little proud. "Do you think that what I, Old Qin, like is an ordinary person? That kid's genius is no less than yours. Even you, you must be careful when you fight him later. Don't overturn the boat in the gutter and delay my business."
Wang Chao finally became somewhat interested.
Qin Huachang took out another mask from his pocket and handed it to him. "Put it on. You are now a well-known person in the fan circle. It would be bad if you are recognized."
Wang Chao walked towards the arena. When he entered, he looked back and saw Qin Huachang standing behind the green belt across the street, hiding his body tightly, as if he was afraid of being seen by someone in the arena.
The arena is not big and looks a bit old. The decoration inside is rather dilapidated, but the business is pretty good. When Wang Chao entered, at first glance, there were many tables separated by baffles and net ropes. The players on both sides of the table were shouting for a fierce battle, which actually brought back some memories of the original owner of this body.
When he was in high school, he and Liu Yue Han Feng and others often went to Mingyue Stadium to play ball. It was a similar atmosphere and joy, but the facilities at Mingyue Stadium were obviously a higher level than here.
Wang Chao turned around and found a Little Fatty with a crew cut.
This child was sitting on a chair looking around boredly, watching other people play ball, yawning while watching, and looking listless, which actually made Wang Chao smile knowingly.
I remember when he first traveled through time, he was in Mingyue Stadium, watching the substitute players of Jiangcheng City Team play, and he was yawning all the time.
This is usually the case when experts watch rookies play.
It looks like it's him.
Wang Chao walked over and said softly, "Hi."
Little Fatty was half asleep and half awake when he suddenly heard a sound and was startled. He quickly turned his head and sucked in the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and said in panic, "Ah, um... do you want to play ball? There are still empty tables over there."
Wang Chao smiled and said, "I want to play ball, but I came alone. Can you play with me?"
Little Fatty was a little embarrassed and said, "I have to watch the situation... but it's still okay to play one or two rounds."
So we paid the money, picked the table, set up the net, and set up the battle array.
When Wang Chao took out the racket, Little Fatty recognized it at a glance and said in surprise, "Wow, Super Luo, this is very expensive!"
He looked up at Wang Chao, as if he wanted to see who was under the mask, but Wang Chao's attitude was calm. Little Fatty looked at it for a while before giving up and said, "You serve first."
While talking, some people in the arena gradually gathered around.
Little Fatty Zi is actually quite famous in this arena. Although he is a staff member in name, in the past two years, people have come to pick up the arena many times, but he was the one who rejected them in the end. Therefore, the boss offered him a double salary, and the regulars in the arena have long recognized that this kid is the top player in the arena.
Usually when golfers come to play alone, they will invite him to play a few rounds, but each time they can't play for long because the gap between the two sides is too big. It's basically a father beating a son. Although the fans and friends are addicted to food, they don't have a tendency to be abused. So over time, Little Fatty here actually feels a bit like being in a high place.
It's rare for a new person to come and play, and Little Fatty is invited. Of course, everyone has to watch, and everyone is gloating, waiting to see how the new person will be as defeated as himself.
Wang Chao holds the ball in his hand, palms flat, and bows slightly as a habit.
Just this small opening move caused low cheers from the onlookers, because everyone had watched the live broadcast of the game and knew that this was a professional gesture.
Little Fatty squatted down, in the same catching posture as a professional player, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.
He really hasn't lost for a long time. The acquaintances in the gym are too weak to be considered appetizers. In the past two years, people occasionally came to play in the gym, but since he was knocked back by him three times in a row, no one has come to play in the gym anymore.
So Little Fatty actually regrets it. Did he act too harshly at that time?
In short, he desperately hopes that today's strange guest wearing a mask can give him a little pleasure.
Wang Chao served and stole a long ball.
In fact, amateur players have never advocated sneak attacks, because everyone's purpose is "practice" and "entertainment", not competition. Even if there is a winner or lose in the game, friendship must be first and competition second.
But Wang Chao was very serious, because he could see the enthusiasm in Little Fatty's eyes, not to mention, Qin Huachang just said specifically that Little Fatty was very strong.
Wang Chao doesn't want to really capsize in the gutter.
Little Fatty obviously didn't realize that the ball was passed. He was taken aback and quickly turned sideways, but it was still too late. Seeing that he couldn't run past, he simply didn't run. He squatted down, stretched his arms to the limit, exerted force, shouted, and swept the ball back with a forceful sweep with the board.
The action was ugly. Some of the onlookers exclaimed and some laughed. They exclaimed because the ball was actually saved and laughed because Little Fatty. This action looked like a penguin.
Only Wang Chao could see that Qin Huachang was right. The hand of Little Fatty was super good. Although he was barely saving the ball, his posture was actually deformed. He could catch the ball only by his pure hand.
Wang Chao turned sideways, rushed forward without saying a word, and scored a point.
"Wow!" The praise in the arena was quite uniform this time.
Although everyone has no professional vision, they all feel that the movement of the Wang Chao board is very smooth, very graceful, and very decisive, which is a symbol of a master.
Little Fatty zi picked up the ball and threw it to Wang Chao again. "Come again."
This time, he squatted lower.
Wang Chao sent another Sneak Long Serve.
But this time Little Fatty zi was already on guard and directly attacked sideways.
This is a very high quality heavy loop ball.
Although he is young, the speed of the ball is surprisingly fast. The ball flies in mid-air and even makes a chirping sound, which shows how fast it rotates.
Wang Chao took a step back and pulled the ball back. The racket collided with the ball, and Wang Chao was slightly shocked.
The power of this ball was greater than he imagined.
It's hard to imagine that this was a ball played by a fifteen-year-old kid.
Little Fatty Zi was obviously excited. He took another half step back, pulled the ball hard, and while swinging the racket out, he stamped on the ground with one foot, making a muffled "thud" sound.
This is actually a problem that most amateur players are prone to.
Because the posture is not in place, the force cannot be exerted thoroughly.
So in order to exert force, I couldn't help but add foot movements.
But it has to be said that although Little Fatty's playing style is full of traces of amateurism, the quality of this ball is really high, and the force of the ball flying over is actually greater than the one just now. Although Wang Chao pulled back with a board, it failed to perfectly suppress the height due to an error in prediction, and directly gave Little Fatty a very high ball.
Little Fatty zi was so happy that he jumped up and went all out to hit the high ball.
This ball directly beat Wang Chao to death.
The score is 1:1.
"Wow!" Everyone on both sides of the table exclaimed in unison.
This call is not only for Little Fatty, but also for Wang Chao. The longer the guests play here, the more they know how strong Little Fatty is, but today's new guest actually seems to be a master of the same level as Little Fatty.
The arena is small to begin with, so the whole arena could clearly hear everyone cheering.
Therefore, many golfers at the table stopped playing and gathered around to watch the duel between the experts.
Wang Chao I just feel like my head is a little big.
He wanted to keep a low profile because he would have to trick his Little Fatty wife into going out later.
But the ball had just started and it had a sensational effect. What should we do later?
What if the mask is taken off and someone recognizes your identity?
He shook his head to get rid of these distracting thoughts and played seriously.
It was Little Fatty's turn to serve. He didn't think much and just served short backspin.
Wang Chao swing short.
Little Fatty zi swings back.
Wang Chao again.
Little Fatty swung back and went higher, but was directly beaten by Wang Chao and was beaten to death.
Little Fatty Zi sends short backspin again.
Wang Chao continues to swing short.
After the two played for two rounds, Little Fatty swung too short and pretended to be too high, and was beaten to death by Wang Chao.
The score became 3:1 in an instant, and the onlookers were extremely excited. They had waited for many years, and finally waited until Little Fatty zi lost.
Someone was shouting to Wang Chao, "Hey, friend, are you here to play in the gym? Which gym nearby are you from?"
Someone else shouted, "Brother, are you a professional player? Take off your mask and let us see."
Wang Chao's scalp was numb, and he just wanted to fight quickly.
He started playing dirty.
First, he served the ball with short backspin and it didn't spin. He tricked Little Fatty into rubbing the ball hard, but it hit the bottom line directly.
Then he served a high throw, but it still didn't turn. Little Fatty was fooled again and the ball flew out of bounds.
The score became 5:1.
Little Fatty The serve has changed, starting Sneak Long Serve.
However, his serving skills were relatively rough. This Sneak Long Serve directly stole out of bounds, and the score became 6:1.
Little Fatty returns to the short backspin serve again.
Wang Chao did not continue to swing short.
He has already seen the problem with Little Fatty.
This kid is indeed a genius. He has an excellent handle and strong body coordination. He can hit the ball back in any awkward position. The quality of the ball is extremely high, which shows that strength is also a strong point.
But beyond that, there are too many problems.
First of all, the posture is not standard, which limits the force exerted.
Secondly, the running of the feet is unscientific, which makes it easy to be mobilized from left to right.
Then, the small balls in the table are not delicate. When they swing short of each other, they cannot swing Wang Chao at all.
Finally, he couldn't serve...
Probably every player who plays quality golf doesn't pay attention to serving, such as Geng Shuai, such as Zhu Ding, such as Lin Li.
On the contrary, players with elegant and agile playing styles pay more attention to serving and regard serving as part of their tactics, such as Wang Chao, such as Luo Jiu, such as Sun Tianlong.
The playing style of Little Fatty is indeed very powerful at the city team level. In a sense, he plays a bit like Wu Li.
Rougher than Wu Li, but also higher quality than Wu Li.
Little Fatty actually doesn't like serving very much, but he likes deceptive moves. This is purely a matter of experience. The problem can be solved by just training in a professional team for a while.
So Wang Chao now wants to see if there are any shining points that Qin Huachang can care about so much that he has not seen.
He passed the ball directly to the Little Fatty forehand baseline.
This is feeding the ball to Little Fatty.
In professional games, your opponent can forcefully attack long balls from the baseline. The only difference is that when faced with a backspin ball, do you dare to directly pull a heavy loop ball, or do you only dare to try a high lob loop ball?
Or, you are fierce enough to dare to bet on that straight line with a very low success rate and force the ball to pass.
The difficulty is different, and the quality of returning the ball is different. It represents how confident the players are when handling the ball, and how much they dare to play.
Little Fatty didn't think too much, and just called forehand, a real heavy loop ball.
Wang Chao's "Super Luo" was very friction-intensive, and the ball actually had a strong backspin when it passed by. However, Little Fatty, who is fifteen years old, had enough strength to force the ball into a heavy arc without hitting the net.
Wang Chao swung his arm and pulled back. The ball hit the racket, and even his arm felt a slight shock.
The ball changed its line and landed on the Little Fatty backhand baseline.
Little Fatty didn't move his feet. It was obvious that he had accepted the fact that his feet were not moving fast enough in the long-term playing process. He chose to turn slightly to the left, adducted his wrists, and performed a strong backhand twist.
This twist directly screwed Wang Chao to death.
The quality of this backhand twist is so high that it is almost the best Wang Chao has encountered so far.
Wang Chao tries hard to pull the ball, but the ball swings faster than Wang Chao's arm.
Wang Chao wanted to pull the ball over, but the ball was too spinning, too heavy, and too fast. It hit the edge of Wang Chao's racket and shot high into the sky in an instant.
Wang Chao felt a little awe-inspiring.
Because this is a Overlord Twist in the true sense!
Wang Chao has been playing golf for less than half a year after traveling through time, and has encountered many good backhands. Both Geng Shuai and Zhu Ding's backhands are explosive enough. Even that little kid Jiang Shan keeps saying that his own backhand is Overlord Twist.
But from Wang Chao's point of view, only at this moment, the ball that Little Fatty twisted out had some of the real taste of Overlord Twist in his mind.