Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

Conan had never seen Chi Feichi play table tennis before, so he looked at it curiously, and found that Chi Feichi's eyes were still calm, but his expression was slightly dignified, which made him even more curious.

He admits that Chi Feichi is very good at tennis, but swinging a tennis racket requires a lot of strength, compared to table tennis, which pays more attention to 'skill', no matter how you look at it, it is the girl Xiaolan who has the advantage...

Seeing that Chi Feichi was so serious, Mao Lilan couldn't help becoming serious, "Brother Feichi, I'm about to start!"

Mori Kogoro vaguely sensed the atmosphere of 'fighting', and instantly became energetic.

You can take a look...

"Crack! Crack!..."

quiet.

Mao Lilan watched the ping pong ball pass by the racket, silent.

As expected, she should be able to catch the ball, but...

Chi Feichi: "..."

He has controlled the speed of the ball, the height of the ball, and he is trying to hit it in the direction where Mao Lilan can definitely catch it, but he just takes it out of habit...

"Xiao Lan, what are you doing?" Mori Kogoro stood up and cheered, "I saw it!"

"No, it's the ball spinning..." Mao Lilan was stunned for a moment, and after regaining her senses, she turned around to pick up the ping pong ball that fell behind her, and tried to explain the situation, "It's different from my estimated trajectory. I originally put the racket there I should be able to catch it, but I didn't expect the ball to pass by..."

Chi Feichi remained silent.

He hasn't played for a long time, and his hands are new. He needs to get used to it, and next time he will try to release the water, at least he should play back and forth for a while.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!..."

The second time, Mao Lilan still failed to catch the ball.

The third time, the two fought back and forth.

The fourth time, two back and forth...

Hui Yuanai and Conan watched Chi Feichi hit the ball every time where Mao Lilan could catch it, and fell into deep thought.

This scene is a bit familiar.

When Chi Feichi and Ma Yuangongping played tennis, it seemed like this. Chi Feichi suppressed his level little by little, and every time he sent the ball to Ma Yuangongping, he almost sent it directly to Ma Yuangongping's tennis racket. It's up, but it's still difficult for Ma Yuan Gongping to come and go...or to fight evenly for a while.

It's the same now, Chi Feichi is trying hard to suppress himself, suppress himself, suppress himself, and also try to control the ball within the range that Mao Lilan can catch, and also try to maintain the two people to play back and forth...

Hui Yuanai looked at Chi Feichi's bathrobe sleeves that had not been pulled up all this time, and suddenly understood why Chi Feichi said 'one of my own'.

The meaning should be one of your own, don't be too cruel.

"Crack! Crack! Crack!..."

Mao Lilan was silent, gradually expressionless, and gradually aggrieved.

???

It's so difficult, this is not the table tennis she knows.

Fukatsu Harumi was in a heavy heart.

She's next...

After a short pause, Chi Feichi asked aloud, "You only play a single game, and whoever gets 11 points first wins, right?"

He is so difficult.

Ping-pong balls are much lighter than tennis balls, and they will spin once they are hit normally, and Mao Lilan can't catch them once he can't hold back his hand.

Moreover, Mao Lilan was not in the right state. The more he fought, the more he looked stupid, without any vitality, which made him feel even more difficult.

Mao Lilan nodded blankly, "Uh, um..."

Chi Feichi nodded and served the ball.

Okay, let's try to let the two points go as naturally as possible.

Pretending to be a mistake, to lose...

Two back and forth, Mao Lilan hit the ball on the net when he fought back.

Mao Lilan: "..."

Sorry, she shouldn't play table tennis.

Conan: "..."

Xiaolan's expression is not completely similar to Ma Yuan's expression at that time, it can only be said to be exactly the same.

Haibara Ai:"……"

again……

"The last ball."

Chi Feichi went to pick up the table tennis ball and served it.

The simplest ball, without any skill, landed on the table not far in front of Mao Lilan's right hand and bounced towards Mao Lilan's racket. There was a flick on the table, and Chi Feichi deliberately took the shot slowly, but of course he didn't catch it.

The ping pong ball bounced again and fell to the ground.

Haibara Ai:"……"

Even if it is intentional, please bring a little acting skills.

Conan: "..."

Acting so fake, too much.

"Hey, Feichi," Mori Kogoro pointed it out bluntly, "Even if you want to make a point, you kid should act a little bit more like it, right?"

"I can't help it. I subconsciously want to fight back." Chi Feichi calmed down and turned to pick up the ping-pong ball. "But if I hit back, Xiaolan might make a mistake."

His counterattack depends on the situation of the ball hit by Mao Lilan. Based on the situation of the ball just now, if he catches it and hits it back, no matter which plan he uses, the chance of Mao Lilan catching it is less than 70%.

This is the last ball, the last chance to handicap. It is not easy for him to make a handicap, and he may fail to handicap. It is better to use the easiest way, this time pretending not to catch it...

He has already worked very hard in acting, and he has already pretended that his reaction was half a beat and missed, what else can he do?

"Okay, I'll come!" Mori Kogoro pulled the sleeve of his yukata to his shoulder, stepped forward to take the racket from Mao Lilan's hand, "Miss Chunmei, I'm sorry, I'll try it first! Hmph, I don't believe it Not even one point!"

Conan Banyueyan, hehe, my uncle's goal is to get one point... But if he can get it, he will be better than Xiaolan.

Chi Feichi picked up the ball and came back, "Teacher, then I won't let you."

"Don't give up," Mori Kogoro swung the racket "swish swish" and made a few powerful swings, "you can score a point or two with any hit!"

Conan looked at it, turned his head to Mao Liland and said, "Uncle is very energetic!"

Mao Lilan was still a little overwhelmed, "I just thought I didn't know table tennis, and I didn't know how to play it..."

It's not that she doesn't cheer up, she's just a little dazed, it seems that no matter how hard she hits... that's all.

Chi Feichi adjusted the racket grip with his right hand and served the ball.

"Snapped!"

Conan looked over and was taken aback.

Wait, just now with Xiaolan, Chi Feichi didn't seem to even hold the racket properly...

As soon as Kogoro Moori raised his hand, he found that the ball had bounced away. He was silent for a while, and ran to pick it up, "Wait! I'll serve!"

Chi Feichi stood there silently, waiting for Kogoro Mori to serve.

"Okay," Mori Kogoro took a deep breath, as if there were flames burning in his eyes, he served the ball with the greatest strength, "Watch the ball!"

Isn't it just faster? He can too.

As long as he sends the ball fast enough, then...

The ping-pong ball flew very fast under the swift force, and when the others didn't see the ball clearly and only heard a 'snap', Chi Feichi backhanded it back.

"Snapped!"

Maori Kogoro:"……"

This can be accepted...

"Teacher, continue?" Chi Feichi asked.

At least the speed of Kogoro Moori's serve just now was good, and it felt a bit like a table tennis ball.

Mori Kogoro returned to his senses, with a look of unwillingness on his face, "Continue!"

Next, Mori Kogoro showed others what is called 'fancy ball'. For a while, he fluttered left and right, stepped back, leaned over the table, and stood tall... Just look at the ball and shoot, regardless of the rules. Can you hit it!

There were two times when Mori Kogoro obviously violated the rules, but Chi Feichi didn't say anything about it.

7:0...

8:0...

9:0...

Chi Feichi hardly moved at the same spot, whether serving or hitting back, his expression was much more relaxed than when he was playing with Mao Lilan before, and his movements were much more casual.

Mao Lilan, Fukatsu Harumi, Conan, and Haibara Ai stood aside silently, watching with more and more sympathy in their eyes.

Although I knew I didn't blame Chi Feichi, there was always a voice in my heart saying 'too much'...

Hui Yuanai hugged Feichi tightly, paying special attention to Chi Feichi's unrolled bathrobe sleeves.

Brother Feichi, this is still the 'self state'.

10:0...

At the last ball, Chi Feichi still gave up and chose to handicap.

It is not kind to let others take '0' points.

"Ah, huh..." Kogoro Moori let out a sigh of relief, and fell forward on the countertop, his eyes staring straight, "Stop beating, I'm exhausted..."

Chi Feichi handed the racket to Harumi Fukatsu, "I won't play anymore."

Absolutely no gaming experience!

"Ah, okay." Fukatsu Harumi took the racket and looked at Mao Lilan, "Xiaolan, how about we play together?"

Mao Lilan secretly glanced at Chi Feichi and nodded immediately.

As long as you don't play with Brother Feichi, everything is negotiable.

The two gave up the table to Mori Kogoro to lie on their stomachs, switched to the table next to them, and continued pecking at each other.

Chi Feichi pulled up a chair and sat down. He didn't watch Mao Lilan and Shenjin Chunmei playing table tennis. He took out the cigarette case and bit a cigarette out. He took out the lighter and stared down at the flame to light the cigarette.

Very well, such a tiring experience made him completely lose the mood to play table tennis.

Hui Yuanai hugged Feichi, and approached Conan with a strange look in his eyes, "Brother Feichi, have you ever played against a professional table tennis player?"

Conan looked at Chi Feichi, he suspected that Chi Feichi had abused many professional players in private.

"I haven't played against Japanese professional players before." Chi Feichi said.

"That is to say, have you met players from other countries?" Huiyuan Ai asked again.

"What's the result?" Conan asked curiously, "Did you win?"

Chi Feichi recalled the experience of being pressed and rubbed on the ground in his previous life, and said truthfully, "The American club coach, I narrowly won 3 out of 5 rounds, a Chinese coach in the British club, I won 1 out of 5 rounds and lost, and the provincial level in Mainland China Player, I lost all five rounds, the highest score was 6:11."

There are many others. In the previous life, they competed with the sports school next door. They were pressed and rubbed on the ground by the opponent for several years. In the fight, the opponent was pressed and rubbed by them on the ground for several years. Then try to play the table tennis points match , still can't enter the provincial level, and was rubbed on the ground by the provincial level... Well, although the loss was miserable, the experience was much better than tonight.

Conan didn't think it was strange, "In terms of table tennis, Zhonghua's overall level is very high."

Hui Yuanai rubbed his chin, "Brother Feichi should be able to compare with the average domestic professional players..."

Chi Feichi estimated, "It's still worse than the top three."

Hui Yuan mourns half-moon eyes.

As a non-professional player, isn't that enough? Do you still want to win a domestic championship?

She suddenly thought of Suzuki Jirokichi who had been winning various awards and blocking other people's roads.

These consultants are really annoying sometimes.

"By the way, Brother Chi," Conan suddenly remembered something, and asked Chi Feichi enthusiastically, "Do you play football? If you play football, we can play together someday!"

His level is also good enough to enter the professional training team. As long as Chi Feichi's level is comparable, they can invite professional players to play together. He still knows some professional football players.

It's worth looking forward to thinking about it!

Chi Feichi: "No, no kick."

Conan: "..."

Expectations are like bubbles that burst so easily.