Gao Fei was so proud that he took out another broken racket from his schoolbag, came to the other end of the table, raised his head and glanced at the horizon, and urged, "Stop dawdling, hurry up, I should still be able to play for five minutes, no, ten minutes."
As expected, Zhang Xing didn't hesitate and served directly. Gao Fei caught it, Zhang Xing pushed the ball, and Gao Fei caught it again. It went back and forth like this. The two of them played the same ball for eight rounds before Gao Fei used too much force and knocked it away.
"It's still fun to play with you." Gao Fei couldn't help but praise loudly.
"Only if you don't hit my backhand position."
"Only you let me whip the ball."
"Zhang Xing, why are you so good? Why can't I learn? Everyone is straight."
"But it doesn't matter, I don't care about winning or losing, as long as I can keep playing."
"Perhaps, with just a few hits, I'll get better?"
Gao Fei's voice was high and contagious, revealing happiness from the heart, so Zhang Xing, who was relatively silent, gradually became happy and responded with a smile, "Then I will hit your backhand next time?"
Gao Fei's tone suddenly rose an octave. "How dare you!"
"Don't you care about winning or losing?"
"Then... okay." Gao Fei promised firmly, "If it's you, feel free to hit me on my backhand, but if it's someone else, I'll fight back."
"Oh?" Zhang Xing laughed, "How can you fight back? Hit his head with a racket like last time?"
"I was slipping!" Gao Fei retorted loudly with a red face while hitting the ball hard, "I don't do such unprofessional things... Didn't I apologize to him?"
"But they also said that I don't want your apology, as long as you don't compete with them for the stage in the future."
"That's not okay... You can ask me to apologize every day, but you can ask me not to play table tennis, no way!"
The sun finally set completely, and the last trace of afterglow on the horizon also disappeared. The two of them could only rush back together, and after walking about seven or eight miles, they separated on the ridge road at the entrance of the village and went home.
"Let's go get the table early tomorrow?" Gao Fei said to Zhang Xing with great interest before leaving.
You couldn't see Zhang Xing's expression in the dim sky, but you could hear his helpless sigh, "I want to sleep in."
"What's the point of sleeping in?" Gao Fei said, "Tomorrow I will knock on the door of your house at six o'clock. If we are half an hour earlier than today, I don't believe we can't get a table. That's it, it's decided, wait for me tomorrow!"
He didn't wait for Zhang Xing to refuse, and ran away with his schoolbag swinging behind him, hitting his buttocks and making a snapping sound, like a happy deer.
Gao Fei arrived at the door of his house a few minutes later. He was not in a hurry to go in, but reorganized his schoolbag. He mainly sandwiched the racket with two textbooks in the middle, and wrapped a test paper around the edge, so that it would not be easy to see.
Then he looked for the key, opened the door, went in, and called out, "Dad, Mom."
No response.
It seemed that his parents were not at home and he no longer had to worry about them searching his schoolbag. Gao Fei breathed a sigh of relief.
The two-story small building in the countryside has plenty of space. Gao Fei searched around the first floor and confirmed that his parents were not at home. He immediately relaxed and shouted while climbing the stairs, "Grandpa, I'm back."
Grandpa is my father's father. He is almost 70 this year, but his body is still strong. Hearing the voice of Gao Fei, he opened a door on the second floor and said with a smile, "How long have you been playing basketball until now?"
Gao Fei, who had been optimistic from just now to now, when he heard his grandfather's words, he sighed in a rare way and said, "Actually, I haven't hit many balls."
Didn't you hit a few balls? He couldn't beat anyone, he just waited in line, one minute on the court and ten minutes off the court.
Grandpa didn't ask much, just looked at him kindly and said, "Go and eat first, then hurry up and do your homework, and try to finish it before they come back."
Gao Fei begged, "Write it for me."
Grandpa looked at him with a smile but said nothing.
Gao Fei was also used to it. He first took the racket out of his schoolbag and hid it in his grandfather's closet. Then he went down to eat. The food was already cold on the table. He cooked it in the microwave for three minutes, took ten minutes to finish it, and then started to catch up on his homework.
His grandfather would not write his homework for him, which made him feel very sorry.
But his grandfather didn't stop him from playing table tennis and was willing to help him cover it, which he was very lucky to have.
In comparison, his parents have completely different attitudes towards playing table tennis.
After they discovered that Gao Fei was interested in table tennis, they immediately took Gao Fei to the city sports school to find out whether their son had the talent to play table tennis. The final test result was "no."
Then his parents did not allow him to play basketball, because "any hobby that cannot be cultivated as a profession is called playing with things to lose one's ambition." This sentence is a classic saying of Gao Fei's father Gao Tianfu. It is said to be self-created. After it was created, it was regarded as a model by Gao Fei's mother Zhang Qinse.
From this detail, it can be seen that Gao Fei's parents are actually very loving. The consequence of the harmonious family relationship is that Gao Fei has a very sunny character. The disadvantage is that he alone cannot defeat his parents who are united as one.
After all, how can singles beat mixed doubles?
Fortunately, grandpa occasionally helps to cover, so it can probably be regarded as men's doubles vs mixed doubles?
Gao Fei is actually very smart and has pretty good grades. The homework for elementary school students is not heavy. It took him an hour and a half to finish it. When he found that his parents hadn't come back yet, he stopped rushing to bed and slipped into his grandfather's room to chat for a while.
"Grandpa, tell me your story again." Gao Fei said.
Grandpa nodded, lay back, and assumed a comfortable posture. He sighed first, as if to build up the atmosphere, and then his tone became more emotional about reminiscing about the past, and he said leisurely, "That was all forty years ago... Dear grandson, you would never have imagined that grandpa had been teammates with the legendary world number one table tennis player for several years..."
People like to reminisce when they get old, especially the glorious deeds of the past, but the things Gao Fei's grandfather said were so mysterious that Gao Fei always felt that his grandfather was bragging, or that he was confused because he was old and had attributed the deeds of others he had heard to himself.
"Table tennis has a history of more than 160 years, and our China Table Tennis has a history of more than 80 years. In such a long time, a person like this was born. He is truly unprecedented and invincible. It is said that the only three-ring Grand Slam in the world. Do you think this kind of person is considered Ping-Pong God?"
Gao Fei nodded cooperatively. "Forget it, it must be calculated."
"But this god-like man was my junior in the city team when he first entered the industry. Later I played in the professional league with him. In one game, at the most critical moment, I stepped forward to save the entire team and helped the team get a precious point."
Grandpa's eyes were cloudy, but he still had light when he said these things, "After that game, it was me and grandpa who voted for the MVP of the game. I will never forget that game in my life. It was also the only time I fought side by side with him in a professional arena."
Gao Fei listened leisurely and fascinated, and then suddenly realized that this was Grandpa's sexual desire. He followed Grandpa's words and asked, "Then what did he say about you? Since that game was so important, did he thank you after the game?"
"Yes." Grandpa nodded affirmatively. "He didn't say thank you to me personally at that time, because we are all good friends. It would be too pretentious to say such a thing, but he specifically mentioned me when he was interviewed by the TV station. There was a song that was very popular at the time, and he quoted a lyric from it."
"What lyrics?" Gao Fei asked.
In fact, he has heard his grandfather say it so many times that he knows it by heart, but he still likes to listen because he really hopes to experience such a magnificent era as his grandfather described, and see so many super powerful players sweating, fighting wits, and fighting bravely in front of fans all over the world.
Just thinking about it made his blood boil.
He also wanted to be like that man.
It's a pity that the person grandpa mentioned has unparalleled talent in the world, but I don't have any talent at all. Obviously I learned table tennis at the same time as Zhang Xing, but Zhang Xing is now so good, but I can't beat anyone.
Of course, he also has something to be proud of. He skips classes and plays basketball every day, but his academic performance is not bad, while Zhang Xing takes classes seriously every day, but his grades are a mess.
Everyone is talented, but their talents are in different places.
Gao Fei felt that his talent points were wrong. He wanted to trade with Zhang Xing, and he guessed that Zhang Xing would be willing to switch with him.
Because Zhang Xing really doesn't like to play table tennis, he is just being pulled by himself and has no choice.
He felt a little uncomfortable thinking about this, but his grandfather was talking about the key point. "The lyrics are, who said that those who stand in the light are heroes? He personally told reporters at the time that in a victory, many people who really made a contribution are invisible to ordinary fans, because this person stands outside the light. He also said, but the contribution made by this kind of person in some games is actually greater than that of the ace player in the team."
Grandpa paused and said solemnly, "For example, me."
After the grandfather said this, he waited for his sweet grandson to praise him, but after waiting for a while, he heard no sound. He put on his reading glasses and took a look, only to find that his sweet grandson was lost in thought.
"Grandpa, do you think I really shouldn't fight anymore?" Gao Fei asked, "My parents say I'm wasting my time. I fight again and again, but I can't get ahead."
"How can it be a waste of time?" Grandpa glared at him. "Didn't you understand the story I just told you? Even a person with mediocre qualifications like Grandpa can still shine."
He repeated the lyrics he just said to ask Gao Fei: "Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes?"
"That's right." Gao Fei was born not to think too much. His emotions came and went quickly. He smiled "ha", stood up and clapped his hands vigorously. "Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes? Who said that only talented people can play table tennis well?"
Grandpa looked at him with a smile, "Who dares to say that our Xiaofei has no talent?"
"I, Gao Fei." Gao Fei bent his arms. He was playing like crazy these days. He obviously felt that his right arm had become stronger and thicker than his left arm. His biceps swelled easily, so he pointed one finger to the top of his head and the other to the floor, and started to get nervous. " I swear to the lamp here, even if I don't have super speed, no super strength, no Eagle Eye, no Ironman, no talent, I can still play table tennis, and I will play professionally, enter the world championship, and win World Champion! I will do... Ping-Pong God!"
After shouting these words, Gao Fei felt his blood boiling and he wished he could fight another three hundred rounds in the dark.
However, there was a roar from downstairs, "Gao Fei You idiot, howling in the middle of the night, I'm going to come up and kill you!"
This is the dialect male version.
Then a sharper voice came. "Your father and I were working hard outside, and you went crazy in the house in the middle of the night. Gao Tianfu, do you think your son hasn't been beaten in a long time?"
This is the Mandarin female version.
Gao Fei was so startled that his whole body trembled, his scalp was numb, and his great ambition suddenly disappeared.
I'm so scared. Why did my parents come back at this time?
He quickly ran out of his grandfather's room and slid down the stairs, begging for mercy as he slid. "Stop scolding, don't scold me, I already know I was wrong, I'll go to bed right away, good night."
"Bah", Gao Fei closed the door of his small room.
"Click", Gao Fei turned off the light in the small room.
He took off his clothes as quickly as possible and went to bed, huddled in the thin autumn quilt and shivered.
The door was opened from the outside. In the darkness, two pairs of eyes silently stared at Gao Fei, who was wrapped in a quilt and pretending to be asleep. After staring for a long time, the two pairs of eyes finally retreated, and the door was gently closed from the outside.
Gao Fei was young and fell asleep as soon as he relaxed.
So he didn't know that after his parents closed the door for him, they went upstairs together, intending to talk to his grandfather.
(Let's just say it first, this stuff is written just for fun. It is purely for entertainment during the window period before the new book comes out. It will not be officially finished. Everyone can just have fun reading it.)
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