Chapter 2431

Real Madrid, who are watching the table tennis game, make a fool of themselves: what's the situation?

"Mr. Luo, my cleaner wants to play with you," said Zhuoyang

C Luo looks like a fool with big mouth open. He looks at Zhuo Yang and Liu Guoliang. He hasn't reflected what Zhuo Yang said for a long time. After returning to God, c Luo pointed to himself and Liu Guoliang. He asked Zhuo Yang with his eyes: are you serious?

"Dare you? I don't dare to beat me. I'll leave immediately. I'm still waiting for him to clean the glass. "

Knowing that he was a fierce general, Ronaldo couldn't bear it. He closed his mouth and asked, "how to fight?"

Liu Guoliang said, "I can fight any way. I have to go back to the toilet in a hurry."

C Luo feels that he has been ignored and feels that the person coming is not as simple as he looks. Chinese people are born to play table tennis. Zhuoyang is a lone star exception, but this fat man should be born Chinese.

C Luo swallows saliva, he already began to treat the wretched fat man as a table tennis expert. But Ronaldo is also a very conceited man. He is quite confident in his ping-pong level. China's national players can't be compared, and second-class players can't be compared, but the rest of the players, Cristiano Ronaldo, reckon that he will definitely have a dozen.

Mind is higher than sky, but vision determines your world.

C Luo slightly hesitated to say: "11 points, three sets and two wins?"

Liu Guoliang: "yes."

"What about your racquet?" asked Ronaldo

Every table tennis player who pays attention to a little bit has his own special racket, and many people even carry glue with them, so they will stick the rubber on the spot before playing. Don't say how you are playing, at least you should look at the profession. It is said that "your shoes are fake" is the most striking sentence on the basketball field.

Liu Guoliang blinked: "No."

What's the way for this middle-aged fatso? C Luo felt more and more dignified.

"Then I'll lend you one?" He asked.

Liu Guoliang reached out and said, "take it."

C Luo: "..."

Ramos handed Zhuoyang the racquet in his hand. This is not a high-end product. It's the kind that is sold according to the payment in the general sporting goods store. It's usually left here, even if it's lost.

Liu Guoliang took this poor racquet and didn't give it a look. "All right, come on."

People get out of the way, Liu Guoliang goes to the table, and c Luo throws the ball: "you are the guest, you serve first."

Liu Guoliang catches the ball and throws it back to him. "You hair, don't be long winded."

C Luo put up the table tennis with one hand and made a good posture on his side. Although Zhuoyang hasn't played before, he knows what Liu Guoliang looks like with his racket. It's called straight grip or straightness. But master Liu is just like holding a kitchen knife, not like playing ball, but like h'i society is ready to chop people.

C Luo serves, the left hand throws high, uses the small ball to fall the inertia to suddenly send out the left side to spin the ball. It's absolutely decent. It's worthy of playing table tennis in football.

"Deng Deng", the ball bounced on the table here after passing the net and then fell off the table. Liu Guoliang didn't take it at all.

"I forgot. I haven't undressed yet." Put the racket on the table and start to take off the down jacket. "One point for you."

C Luo: "..." Is that 1:0?

Throw the fire red down jacket to Zhuo Yang, Liu Guoliang holds the kitchen knife again and nods to c Luo, "HMM."

Zhuoyang can't hold it any longer.

C Luo Fei quickly recalled whether he had made any taboos today. It seems that he didn't run into any immortals.

It's still a left-hand downward serve, but this time when Ronaldo throws the ball higher, the strength of the small ball's falling is more sufficient, playing well can load more rotation.

"Deng Deng", the ball bounced across the table and fell to the ground again. Liu Guoliang still didn't catch it. He picked up the clapper in his hand and held it up to his eyes and looked at it carefully, as if he had seen it for the first time in his life.

"I forgot. I can't use this kind of time." Liu Guoliang said, "you get another point."

Is that 2:0? Ronaldo doesn't know what's going on.

Liu Guoliang returned the beat to Zhuoyang: "thank you for your friend."

"What kind of racket do you use? I'll find one for you."

"I'll find it myself."

Liu Guoliang said, took his red down jacket from Zhuo Yang's arms, fumbled in his inner pocket for a moment, and took out his wallet.

Open the wallet, select left and right in it, take out a visa credit card of Bank of China, hold three fingers and shake them at c Luo.

"I use this."

Zhuo Yang almost knelt when his legs were soft, and the Real Madrid crowd almost knelt together. "Bang bang", c Luo's clap fell to the ground, his mouth open enough to fit into Pepe's fist.

China's table tennis straight line Liu Tianwang wants to use his credit card against Portugal's soccer player Luo Tianwang. I don't know whether this event will be recorded in the history of table tennis or the history of football in the future, or it may become a good talk in the banking world.When Zhuoyang translated for both sides, he could hardly stand up, and the expression on his face was very hard.

He never doubted that Liu Guoliang could easily beat Ronaldo. Even if he retired ten thousand years ago, the gap between the two men was Galaxy level. In fact, Liu Guoliang and c Luo did not play the same sport at all.

Zhuoyang doesn't know if Liu Guoliang can still beat c Luo when he changes his time into a credit card, but it doesn't matter whether he wins or loses. Brother Liu's goal is achieved when he plays this step. Today I'm not here to kill Ronaldo, just to play with him.

When Liu Guoliang played, he was a straight attack type, which was not invented by the Chinese, because table tennis was not invented by the Chinese, but the straight play was carried forward by the Chinese, so that it could stand in the world together with the horizontal play. Before the Chinese played table tennis, table tennis was the world of the horizontal board.

Liu Guoliang is such a lonely expert who can't predict how to play straightforwardly. Compared with the horizontal board, the weakness of the straight board is backhand and reverse glue, but it is more conducive to the wrist to play a strong and strange arc.

But today Liu Guoliang doesn't have long glue or genuine glue on his racket. He doesn't have any rubber. He doesn't even have a racket. A credit card can't play the most straight arc. But for Liu Guoliang, is there any need for a c Luo?

Cristiano Ronaldo is going crazy, and he dare not to be careless. After picking up the racquet on the ground, he closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. His legs are still crossed, that is, the compass shaped preparation action before he kicked a free kick on the turf, which shows his serious attitude.

After opening his eyes, c Luo's eyes shot out the Soul-catching essence. At the moment, there is a sharp contrast between the aggressive Ronaldo and the indecent Liu chubby. Lu Bu and Zhang Song see each other face to face.

The left hand throws the white ball high and almost rubs against the ceiling of the room. The ball fell down from the sky. Cristiano's right hand board slashed inward with his backhand, and another left-hand downward spin came out.

This should be his best serve technique. The quality is quite high. The ball is sharp but the drop point is very short. It will not come out after the rebound.

Casually the fat man's arm suddenly moved, only to see his credit card in his hand, almost invisible to the naked eye. Hearing the sound of "pa", the ball was pulled back to the opposite table, and jumped to the far corner from the side of the backhand table where Ronaldo was not able to react.

2: 1. Ronaldo is in the lead for the time being.