Small goals, first to be the world's first [Competition]

The aura on Mo Youqian's body suddenly subsided, and he sat down on the sofa quite lazily, crossing his legs carelessly.

With a very relaxed expression, he raised his hand and waved to Zhong Yu, squinting and smiling, letting Zhong Yu sit down on the sofa opposite him.

"Come on, don't get so excited, sit down, and tell me what you did?"

I can't feel the full momentum of this person just now, and I don't have the slightest sense of oppression.

But it seems more tense than before.

A bead of sweat oozed from the corner of Zhong Yu's forehead, and his hands unconsciously gathered into fists, and he sat down straight.

Yuan Bao's master is really not simple...

"Don't be so nervous young man, Su Yuan has already given you all the space here, which shows that he still has enough expectations for you."

"Two options, one, you don't want to say, okay, I never force others to make progress, when Su Yuan comes back, I will ask him to withdraw your authority, of course, you will also lose the memory of tonight, as if nothing happened ; Second, if you want to pursue change, you must explain everything clearly, including all your behaviors and thoughts."

"Su Yuan asked me to deal with you. If you accept it, please be mentally prepared. I will not show any mercy."

"Then—choose."

Mo Youqian picked up the pen on the coffee table in front of the sofa and fiddled with it between his fingers, the corners of his lips were still curved, but there was no smile in his eyes, his sharp eyes seemed to see through Zhong Yu's whole being.

After laying the groundwork for so long, the hunter finally showed his fangs.

Mo Youqian is not a good-tempered person. From his perspective, he can see more problems than Su Yuan feels angry about.

Zhong Yu only followed Su Yuan to watch a game full of loopholes, and some of Su Yuan's descriptions with filters. In fact, Mo Youqian didn't know what kind of person he was.

He also didn't know whether this "Big Brother Bamboo Horse" named Zhong Yu, whom Su Yuan had been thinking about, was really worthy of Su Yuan to regard him as a partner walking side by side.

It is tiring to drag an unmotivated person forward, and Mo Youqian doesn't want his lovely apprentice to be dragged down.

Therefore, when Su Yuan asked him to "clean up" people, he was not polite at all.

Give psychological pressure first, then verbal hints, and finally throw out the sharp choice directly.

If you choose option [-], then there is nothing to say, cowardly and unresponsive, not motivated and pursued, then there is no need to "clean up", Mo Youqian will let him go out and turn left.

If you choose option [-]... this option is not as simple as it seems, and not everyone can analyze themselves. Mo Youqian is looking forward to what kind of answer this young man will give.

Those who can be recognized by Su Yuan should not choose the first option.

That would be such a disappointment to him.

Mo Youqian was turning the pen in his hand, looking at Zhong Yu, waiting for his answer, with a careless expression.

"You're pissing me off."

Zhong Yu stood up, looked at Mo Youqian with downcast eyes, as if he wanted to regain his aura from the altitude, his dark eyes showed the displeasure of being underestimated.

He retorted calmly.

"I believe you have seen this competition. You think I am not worthy of walking with Su Yuan. Yes, I admit that I made a lot of mistakes this time. But I have realized it. I will change it and will not Think I'm not good enough."

"Maybe I'm going to disappoint you, I can't choose option one, I'll choose option two."

Zhong Yu was stimulated for a moment, and instantly calmed down from the shock and impulsiveness. After carefully analyzing Master Yuan Bao's words, he guessed his intentions.

He even guessed that Mo Youqian had watched his game.

Speaking of narcissism, Zhong Yu is quite confident in his gentle and elegant deception ability. If Mo Youqian didn't know anything before, he shouldn't have such an aggressive attitude.

What's more, Zhong Yu remembered Yuan Bao's words before he left - "Master, take care of him."

This is obviously not something to say to a completely uninformed person.

Now that he knew what happened, he still had to scare him like that at the beginning... It was hard for Zhong Yu not to wonder if Yuan Bao's master didn't like him very much.

But even so, it was impossible for Zhong Yu to give up this opportunity.Although I don't know what price Su Yuan will pay for bringing him here, but this is definitely Su Yuan's secret. His Yuan Bao is willing to reveal this secret for him, and Zhong Yu will not let his Yuan Bao down again. .

So - cheeky?This time Zhong Yu didn't intend to ask for it.

Mo Youqian raised his eyebrows in surprise, he didn't expect this "Big Brother Bamboo Horse" to have a temper, but it was quite different from what Su Yuan said.

But before he could say anything, he watched the young man "stab" him very politely, smiled shyly, calmed down, and sat back on the sofa gracefully, with a cute face Open your mouth.

"Of course, what you said is naturally reasonable. I don't deny the mistakes I made before, and I don't deny that I did lack a little pursuit before. Just let me teach you a lesson. Don't worry, my ability to resist pressure and my mentality are very strong. , I have confidence in this."

"I made a big taboo in this competition. At the beginning, I went astray, ignoring the spirit of sportsmanship, the feelings of the opponent, and Su Yuan's wishes. It was imposed on Enoch Robb and Su Yuan, which brought them a very bad game experience, and at the same time made the semi-finals and finals of this game lose the meaning of fairness."

"I didn't make the game fair, and I didn't respect the opponent. The meaning of the game is not only victory, but also progress. In this game, in order to achieve the goal of paranoia in my heart, I even borrowed other people's style of play, one and the top ball. I just wasted the opportunity to improve hand to hand, didn't win, and didn't improve at all."

"Before I lost my fighting spirit and borrowed other people's style of play, not only because the chopping style of play can prolong the battle and consume the opponent's physical strength to achieve my goal of paving the way for Su Yuan, but also because I am not confident in my own strength. s reason."

"Therefore, so many people will be disappointed in my game."

It is indeed not easy to dissect yourself, especially to expose some embarrassing thoughts in your heart to the sun, which is a great test for people's psychology. The wound was peeled open with heavy fresh blood.

However, apart from the tightly clenched fists on his legs and the unknown red marks pressed out by his nails on his palms, from Zhong Yu's calm expression, there was absolutely no clue that this person was suffering from tension.

His spine was straight, his sitting posture was very upright, his eyes were still fixed on Mo Youqian, without any flinching, but his analysis of himself was rigorous and sincere.

...He likes this character.

Mo Youqian let out an almost silent "heh", and the boring things seemed to suddenly become interesting.

This is a thorn, Mo Youqian made the same judgment as Su Haizhong.

But this is a daring thorn.

interesting.

It is rare for Mo Youqian to meet someone who analyzes his mistakes and can stand up straight. The point is to make people feel that he has indeed recognized his mistakes and is very sincere.

The mental quality is indeed strong enough.

And I have to say that, unlike Mo Youqian's original expectation, Zhong Yu's awareness of his own problems is so clear that he doesn't need to say anything.

No wonder it made Su Yuan talk about it often, it really wasn't bad.

Mo Youqian nodded in satisfaction, and didn't care about Zhong Yu's words and actions that stabbed him secretly. Young people, he has a hot temper, and he understands it very well.

He bent down and opened the drawer under the coffee table. There were a pile of bottom boards and rubbers inside. He squinted his eyes and picked them out. He took out a pen-hold bottom board, picked out a few more rubbers and put them on the coffee table.

"I see that you use a penhold grip. I have the blade here, and there are several kinds of rubbers, but since you are borrowing others' style of play, I don't know which rubber you are used to. You can choose it yourself. "

As he spoke, he took out the sponge and inorganic glue from another drawer, placed them on the top of the coffee table, and pushed them towards Zhong Yu.

"After picking and dipping the rubber, come find me in the table tennis room on the third floor."

After finishing speaking, without giving Zhong Yu a chance to refuse, Mo Youqian Shi Shiran got up and went upstairs without looking back.

?

Is this... playing ball?

After Zhong Yu analyzed himself, he was still waiting for Su Yuan's master to criticize him, but he didn't expect this kind of follow-up.

Su Yuan's master just nodded and didn't express any opinion on his long analysis. Instead, he took out the soleplate rubber and glue and asked him to glue the racket to the table tennis room?

Is it to test his true strength?

Thinking of this possibility, Zhong Yu's expression became a little more serious. He felt that he should have passed the test, and his true strength was about to be tested, so he had to be serious.

This is Su Yuan's master. Although he looks like a young man in his twenties, Zhong Yu can't fail to see that this is an old fox. No, Zhong Yu told himself, this is an elder.

From the word "authority" that Mo Youqian said intentionally or unintentionally, Zhong Yu has already guessed a lot of things, and maybe they will meet each other often in the future, so it is very necessary to make a good impression on the elders.

Zhong Yu is not a person who will hesitate for a long time on one matter. Since Su Yuan dared to open up his secret to him without any grievances, he would not run away and let it go.

After confirming his thoughts, Zhong Yu made up his mind in a short time. For his rebellious thoughts in the future, he naturally had to establish a good relationship with his elders beforehand.

I have already left a bad first impression on my elders, and I was not jealous before, but I still feel a little sour. In the past four years, this master has been by Yuan Bao's side, and he stimulated me, so I obeyed my heart and stabbed a few times. This sentence, I'm afraid it has deepened some bad impressions.

Then you have to use all your strength, hoping to wash away a little bad impression.

Thinking of the bright future in his mind, a happy smile appeared from the corner of Zhong Yu's eyes. He found the rubber he was used to, and carefully and carefully applied glue evenly on the rubber and the bottom plate.

Then, holding one side of the rubber with his slender fingers, he fit the rubber to the bottom plate very skillfully, and rolled the glue bottle on the rubber several times to press the rubber tightly to ensure that there was no trace of air bubbles between the rubber and the bottom plate. The exclusive racket is freshly released.

He held it in his hand, shook it and waved it a few times to feel the feel. Zhong Yu was quite satisfied. He cleaned up the coffee table, put the things back in their original places, and walked up to the third floor with the racket.

The structure of the villa was similar to that of his own home. Zhong Yu followed the sound and soon found the table tennis room that Su Yuan's master had mentioned.

"The door is unlocked, come in."

After knocking on the door twice, there was a quick response from inside, and Zhong Yu gently pushed the door open.

Mo Youqian has changed from home casual clothes to sportswear, and he is playing against the ball machine. Seeing him coming in, it seems to be stuck, and the ball machine has just finished a set of serves. Mo Youqian put down the racket in his hand, Turning around, he took a look at Zhong Yu's pajamas.

He pointed to the changing room in the table tennis room, and said to Zhong Yu: "There are brand new sportswear in it, bought according to the size Su Yuan said, it should fit, you go and change it."

Um……?Yuan Bao said?Had he been prepared for a long time, he felt that his behavior of making Yuan Bao angry was even more damning.

Yuan Bao valued him so much, he couldn't live up to this expectation.

Zhong Yu straightened his chest, his eyes were a little bright, and he walked towards the locker room with arrogance.

Mo Youqian: ...?

He suddenly couldn't understand this young man, what was he happy about?

He remembered that he said before that he would not be merciful when dealing with people, right? Later, he was going to deal with him. What's there to be excited about... Masochist?

Are young people like this now?Mo Youqian didn't understand, he thought for a while, and felt that it wasn't him who was out, it was this "Big Brother Bamboo Horse" who really had something magical about him.

But... No matter what Zhong Yu's personality is, Mo Youqian will not stop there. He squinted his eyes, clicked on the optical brain on his wrist, tapped his fingertips in the air, and sent a message.

Optical brain "Didi" twice, almost instantly, he received a reply.

The man leaning against the table seemed to raise his eyebrows in surprise, and clicked on the specific news, as if he had seen some interesting news, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were stained with a smile, and he gave a low chuckle.

--Eh?Alright master, I'll be back right away, those old tricksters beat me for a while and then they stopped fighting X﹏X

by Su Xiaoyuan

No wonder I could reply to him in seconds, it turned out that the group of goods had gone on strike again.

Well, according to Su Xiaoyuan's absent-minded state today, it was expected that the group of people would go on strike, just in time, let Su Yuan come back and add fuel to the fire.

Mo Youqian was planning in his heart, and the smile on his face became even more dangerous.

Five minutes later, Zhong Yu finished changing, pushed open the door of the locker room, and walked to the table.

The serving machine had been moved to the corner by Mo Youqian at some point, Zhong Yu picked up the platoon and looked at Mo Youqian, asking how to play next.

"Wait a minute, there is still one person missing." Mo Youqian still leaned on the table without moving, raised his hand and shook the lighted brain in his hand, and said lazily.

"咚咚咚" knocked on the door sounded at the right time.

Mo Youqian put down his hands, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Yo, just in time."

The young man's clear voice followed Mo Youqian's voice in Zhong Yu's ears, "Master, have I come in?"

Ingots?

Not long after Zhong Yu realized what he was thinking, he raised his heart when he heard the familiar knock on the door, and then the young man's voice verified Zhong Yu's thoughts, his heart beat twice fiercely, and he stared at the door tightly , Watching Yuanbao's red figure crash into his sight.

Sure enough, it was Yuan Bao, but according to Master Yuan Bao, he called Yuan Bao to come here on purpose. What does this mean, Yuan Bao is too angry with him, so why don't Yuan Bao find him and see his real strength, so that he can calm down?

Are you so kind?Zhong Yu frowned slightly with a well-comprehended brain, and finally felt a little weird.

If Mo Youqian could know what Zhong Yu was thinking, he would definitely laugh out loud without any politeness, and happily increase the intensity of persecution, so that people would know what skinny reality is.

Help Zhong Yu coax Su Xiaoyuan?Ha, how is it possible, he called Su Xiaoyuan here to put further psychological pressure on Zhong Yu when he was able to play, to add fuel to the equation.

I don't really think that Zhong Yu just finished dissecting himself, so he can tidy up, but Zhong Yu imagined him too beautifully.

But even though he didn't know, it didn't affect the plan he had already made in his heart to deal with people.

Now that everyone is here, the show can begin.

Mo Youqian stepped forward and rubbed Su Yuan's head, and said with a smile, "Su Yuan, will you be a referee for us?"

"Huh? Master, are you going to play a game?" Su Yuan's eyes widened in surprise.

"Yeah." Mo Youqian nodded, and pulled a stool over, indicating that Su Yuan could sit down, "I'll leave the scoring to you."

After speaking, he walked back to the front of the table.

Did you call me back just to score points?Su Yuan, who was tricky and knew the character of his devil master, keenly sensed something was wrong.

After looking around at Zhong Yu's dazed eyes and the racket and grip in Mo Youqian's hand, Su Yuan instantly understood.

Are you going to clean up the potatoes with your ball skills?He was very good, Su Yuan sat down on the stool in a spirited manner, and did not intend to give Zhong Yu a hint of reminder, his anger had not subsided yet.

……

"I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself? My name is Mo Youqian, Su Yuan's master. Let's play a game. We don't need four wins in seven rounds. Three wins in five rounds are enough. Just show your best strength. My experience It is enough to judge whether you have exhausted your strength, if you have a little slack...then I will stop this game immediately."

He was clearly standing in front of the table, but Mo Youqian still looked on with a smile on his face, and he couldn't see the slightest sign that he was about to play.

Zhong Yu was a little upset, he looked at Mo Youqian sharply.

"Of course I won't let up. What if I win?"

Mo Youqian raised his eyebrows, as if he heard something interesting.

"What if you win? Well...it seems that there is no such possibility." He touched his chin and pretended to think for a while, frowning, and answered in a distressed manner.

Zhong Yu: ...

Thanks, hard fist.

Su Yuan knew that his master had a bad temper occasionally, and if the two of them fought, the match would be ruined, so he quickly stepped in to preside over the match.

"Ahem, well, chatting is prohibited before the game! It's time for you to start guessing and practicing!"

Su Yuan tried his best to keep a straight face, and seriously acted as the junior referee of the game.

The two of them stopped the topic politely, and looked at Su Yuan at the same time.

Zhong Yu suddenly remembered something, took out his trouser pocket, took out a coin, stepped forward and put it in Su Yuan's hand.

"Yuanbao, here, don't you want to guess the ball? I have coins here."

Su Yuan looked at the coin that Zhong Yu stuffed into his palm, it was clean and shiny, and the time on the coin was still seven years ago, which was enough to show how hard the owner kept it.

This seems to be the coin that Shanyu usually uses when he and Shanyu play games?

Su Yuan didn't know the reason why the soul jumped from the real world to the underworld. In short, except for the clothes on his body, other things would not fall into the underworld with the soul under normal circumstances.

Of course, there are two exceptions. One is that in the real world, you have already thought about bringing something to the underworld; Only things that are often carried are fine, just like the national team uniform that Su Yuan wore last time.

Su Yuan has tried many times since returning to reality, and there should be no mistakes.

Shanyu didn't know that he was going to take him to the underworld before, so naturally it wouldn't be the first possibility.

So... is there anything special about this coin that makes Shanyu so obsessed?So strong that I brought it with me when I went to the underworld for the first time, maybe even sleeping on my body?

It has to be said that Su Yuan's guess was accurate, Zhong Yu did wear this coin by his side even when he was sleeping.

"Literally." It was Zhong Yu who spoke first and guessed the pros and cons.

Only then did Su Yuan come back to his senses, and glanced at the two people in front of him.

"Then I'll make noodles." Mo Youqian said indifferently.

"Okay." Su Yuan responded, flicked his fingertips lightly, and the coin was spun into the air at high speed.

Now is not the time to think about how the coin came from. The competition is the most important thing. For the rest, we will talk about it after the competition.

The coin fell and was covered by Su Yuan on the back of his hand. He opened it and took a look. It was a flower face.

Mo Youqian shrugged his shoulders: "I choose serve."

The two walked back to the table and started practicing. After hitting a few balls back and forth, Zhong Yu frowned.

What Mo Youqian was holding was a horizontal shot, Zhong Yu was sure.

It is the instinct of table tennis players to pay attention to the opponent's racket and grip. When Mo Youqian opened the door and came in, he was playing against the serving machine. Zhong Yu naturally also paid attention to Mo Youqian's grip.

He believed in his eyesight. At that time, Mo Youqian's racket grip and hitting movements were definitely a golfer who was accustomed to horizontal shots.

But what is the situation now?

Mo Youqian, actually practiced with him with a penhold grip and a horizontal grip?

Does he still want to use a penhold grip with an unsuitable horizontal grip to fight him for a whole game, and say that he can't win?

The horizontal grip is heavier than the pen-hold grip, and the handle is also longer. Using the grip of the pen-hold grip to hold the grip to play with a horizontal grip will only be extremely uncomfortable. powerful.

Isn't Yuan Bao's master a little too crazy?

After practice, Zhong Yu furrowed his eyebrows fiercely, and he forgot all thoughts of correcting his elders' bad first impression.

What kind of elders, which elders are so arrogant and vicious.

Zhong Yu was very upset.

He wants to defeat Mo Youqian.

The author has something to say:

Ahhh I did it! !I did it! !I'm really six days old! !Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!praise me! ! (Akimbo with pride!)

However, the sixth day is really too annoying, the trash author has written at [-] per hour almost from waking up to the present, although it may be a little fishy ()