"Well played." Su Nan handed the phone to Zhao Si, and Zhao Si immediately saw the WeChat message Gu Lingfeng sent him. He grinned and didn't reply proudly. He also had a temper and was still angry.
The first round of competition ended quickly. The 14 boys and 8 girls who entered the second round continued the competition, and then the 7 boys and 4 girls entered the third round.
The boys had to compete in one more round, allowing the girls to advance to the finals. The finals were a round-robin system, with the last four athletes taking turns competing against each other. The winner received one point, while the loser received no points. The champion, runner-up, and third place were determined based on the score ranking.
Zhao Si was busy with his own competition, and Su Nan was busy watching Zhao Si's competition. No one paid attention to the performance of the girls on their team. Unexpectedly, Zhang Xinya played table tennis quite well and finally won third place, earning 50 points for Team 6.
Zhao Si naturally also made it to the finals. He defeated his opponents 3:0 in the first two rounds. In the third round, he was extremely lucky and was directly sent to the finals after being given a bye. Amidst the jealous and envious gazes of many people, Zhao Si happily accepted the gift from God and joined Su Nan and others to observe his reserve opponents.
After watching the entire game, they didn't observe anything because the rookies were wiped out. Instead, they were worried about Zhao Si. These people looked very powerful.
Shu Qiao, in particular, had practically turned his worries into reality. He could already see Zhao Si's humiliating, utterly defeated state on the court. He nudged Su Nan, a look that said, "There's still time to stop now, given Xiao Si's skill level. How dare your company buy him a spot in the finals? Why don't you just forfeit and avoid embarrassment?"
Shu Qiao has a lot to say about the shame. He feels that he has an obligation to persuade his two foolish brothers not to follow in his footsteps. At noon today, he watched the recording of the morning game but was so angry that he couldn't sleep. He wished he could go back in time and strangle Huang Hanhao to death.
Deng Hai was sitting next to Shu Qiao. He was good at observing people's expressions and would not miss any of their whispers. He glanced helplessly at the camera next to them and covered Shu Qiao's mouth with his hand, "My dear, stop talking nonsense here!"
Shu Qiao pried his hand off, still quite unconvinced, "Xiao Si is just a terrible fighter, you'll see after watching. I'm not saying anything bad about Xiao Nan, but if your company wants to promote someone, don't do it like this... Ugh!"
Deng Hai covered his mouth again, this time tightly. Su Nan smiled helplessly, "You'll know when you see it later."
Shu Qiao rolled his eyes and said he would watch it later. It was because he had watched it that he knew how bad Zhao Si was at fighting!
Everyone who made it to the finals showed their strength. Besides Zhao Si, the finalists included Xiao Lun from Team 10, He Feng from Team 5, and Huang Hanhao from Team 2. Huang Hanhao was a skilled athlete, and without the burdens of his team, he thrived.
Zhao Si’s first opponent was Xiao Lun, a tall and long-legged sunny young man who was only 18 years old and used to be a sports student.
Xiao Lun held the racket, tapping it intermittently in his hand, looking across at Zhao Si, who was smiling carefreely. He wore a red sports headband, which made his short hair stand straight up. The clean and refreshing look, coupled with his determined expression, made him look very cool.
Zhao Si looked at his headband and felt a little envious. He wanted one too, so he smiled at Xiao Lun, looking humble, gentle, kind and harmless.
"Hey, is this kid trying to provoke our Xiao Si?" Shu Qiao rolled up his sleeves, feeling unhappy. Although he felt that Zhao Si's fighting was really bad, he couldn't let others look down on him like this.
Sunan didn't take it seriously, and smiled a little cunningly, "Just wait and see, he'll be convinced soon."
"······" Shu Qiao looked like he wanted to say something but stopped himself. Xiao Nan was afraid that he was crazy.
The game started quickly. Zhao Si got the serve first. He rubbed the little yellow ball, then threw it high and pulled it out with force. The ball broke through the wind at an extremely fast speed and went straight to Xiao Lun's face.
The small ball that suddenly appeared in front of him scared Xiao Lun. He completely forgot about catching the ball. He instinctively raised his hands to cover his face and took a few steps back. By the time he reacted, the ball had already flown out, and Zhao Si scored the first point.
Xiao Lun's face darkened, and he saw that Zhao Si's eyes were filled with fire. Zhao Si smiled at him again as if he didn't notice, and even raised his eyebrows.
"Oh shit, why is Xiao Si so powerful? And why is he so arrogant?" Shu Qiao was stunned and poked Su Nan in the waist. He always thought that Zhao Si was very gentle and simple.
Su Nan smiled and dodged him, "I told you to wait and see, Zhao Si will teach him a lesson."
When Zhao Si served for the second time, Xiao Lun put away his previous carelessness and clenched his racket to concentrate. This time the ball did not rush towards his face, but the speed was still very fast. Xiao Lun barely caught it, but it went out of bounds, and Zhao Si scored another point.
Xiao Lun rubbed his short hair in frustration, and looked at the racket again and again with a gloomy face, suspecting that the racket was too hard, which caused him to catch the ball out of bounds.
After two balls, it was Xiao Lun's turn to serve. He moved his wrists twice, looked at Zhao Si who was on high alert on the opposite side, suddenly smiled, and then threw the little yellow ball and hit it over.
Zhao Si stared at the ball intently. He caught it, and the little yellow ball bounced steadily on the racket, then floated out, and Xiao Lun scored a point.
“······” Zhao Si was a little confused. This time it was Xiao Lun’s turn to raise his eyebrows.
The next few balls are totally worthless. You serve and I can't receive them, and I serve and you can't receive them either. No one can have an easy time and just rely on serving to score points.
"Just wait like this?" Shu Qiao scratched his head, feeling a little restless. The match between He Feng and Huang Hanhao next to him seemed very exciting. They were fighting fiercely, and cheers and applause could be heard from time to time. In comparison, this place was really too boring. Shu Qiao wanted to run away again.
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