House Dad’s Literary Life

Play and play, you still need to learn some real skills. Yang Lan does not want to cultivate her daughter into a vase that is nothing because she loves it. What's more, I also proposed that I want to practice table tennis.

No, Yang Lan called back to the house with the crickets and Lan Xin who were still playing the ball without any progress, letting them take a break at the intermission, eating some watermelon, and watching a video of a table tennis match.

On the TV, two Chinese table tennis women, you come to me to pump table tennis. Whether it is the arms that are greatly waved, the pace of the big jump, or the sound of the intensive table tennis "呯呯呯", they are showing an extremely fierce battle for the audience!

The two little girls looked so stunned!

"Wow!" Hey, even more, her two small hands holding a watermelon, which was just a long time ago, and the back was too invested, forgot to eat, the little girl concentrated on watching TV, slightly The small mouth opened, and a series of exclamations were issued.

After reading the video cut out of this paragraph, Yang Lan turned off the TV, turned around and smiled and said: "How? Do you think they are very powerful?"

Both Yan and Lanxin agreed to nod. Lan Xin was busy eating watermelon. The small mouth moved and couldn’t talk, but he said excitedly: "Hey, these two sisters are so powerful!" They played, I almost couldn’t see it clearly!"

In order to describe it more clearly, the little girl also put down the watermelon, jumped out of the sofa, and eagerly made a big picture to her father: "That is, this is the big sister of the black dress, hit the ball and hit it. When I didn't see it clearly, the big sister of the red dress, I hit it again, so fast, I am... I think they are so powerful! I can't fight so fast with Xiner."

"Play so fast, you must be exhausted!" Lan Xin finally got rid of her one-piece watermelon, and said with a mouthful of mouth, "I feel so scared when I look at it, it is not fun to play!"

"This is the most powerful table tennis player in our country. Don't say you, my father can't beat it. You think they are very good and normal!" Yang said with a smile.

"Is it better than 粑粑?" he asked in surprise. The little girl's beautiful big eyes are so big that she can't believe it. In her mind, Dad is the most powerful.

"Of course, but this is also related to their long training. They have been practicing table tennis since childhood. When they are younger, they spend a lot of time every day to train!" Yang Lan certainly has his own pride. He smiled. "If Dad can have so much training, it will not be worse than them."

This is not the topic they want to discuss today. Yang Lan’s voice is rising, bringing passionate emotions, diverting the attention of the little girls, and laughing: “But anyway, after watching this video, do you think that playing table tennis? Isn't the ball just the kind of ball that you usually play? If you add a little strength and angle, such as swinging like this, is it so good to draw the ball?"

"Uh-huh!" He was very supportive, and her little face nodded very excitedly.

"That today, let me come and play with you, let's learn a new skill in playing table tennis, okay?" Yang said with a smile.

"I want to learn! I want to learn!" I can't wait to jump in front of my father.

Lan Xin didn't say anything, she was busy eating a piece of watermelon: to play so fast, first add a little energy!

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The scene changed. Yang Lan took two little hoes to the table tennis table in the backyard. He let Yan and Lanxin stand opposite him.

"If you want to play table tennis, you must first find a good sense of the ball. This dad has just demonstrated it to you in the house. When the table tennis ball comes back, you must be able to find its position. Played back!" Yang Hao pointed out that he had just played a fast-paced table tennis table against the wall. "So now let’s try the practice of catching the ball. I will play table tennis. You have to take turns taking charge of picking it up, and you can do whatever you want, just like you did before.

"But it was beaten, I couldn't get it, the table was too high." Lan Xin said with some disappointment, "He is taller than me, she can receive it!"

He stood there, and he was embarrassed to scratch his head.

"It doesn't matter, you have to believe in Yang Dad!" Yang Xiao smiled. "I promise to give you the ball comfortably!"

At the beginning, like the doubles, Yang Lan took turns to give the ball to Lan and Lan Xin, letting them take turns to catch the ball.

Yang Wei’s table tennis is actually sold now, but his ability to respond to muscles is much better than many people, so he feeds the two girls and always controls the ball’s placement. And the angle and height of the bounce, so that whether it is 曦曦, or Lan Xin, can easily return the table tennis ball sent to the front.

"Hey!" Although still a little busy, but three consecutive successes to take care of their own ball, Lan Xin originally a little discouraged little face, and finally recovered a happy smile, with a sense of accomplishment, the strength of playing table tennis came back.

Of course, in contrast, the figure is more active, the little girl jumps around, is very active to catch the ball, not even her turn, when it is Lan Xin, she subconsciously leaned over and watched When Lan Xin hit the table tennis, she woke up and smiled and took back her tempo.

However, although Yang Lan’s feeding to them is just right, the two girls’ backlash is just like a random number. It’s hard to understand where it’s going, although it’s high, but sometimes it’s falling. Far, sometimes close, sometimes left, sometimes right, and sometimes they still fight, table tennis did not fall on the table! Yang Lan can only take advantage of his long legs and long arms. He quickly rushes to the point where the ball is falling and dials the ball back.

After practicing for a few rounds, Yang Lan began to change the posture of the two little girls who played happily.

"Just like holding a sword, you hold the racket like this and see the ball hit here. You will slant it over and keep this position. The body moves and the arm swings. Let's experience this kind of playing posture. "Yang Hao walked over and directed the two little girls to the hand."

"It's so fun! And it's great to play! The big sisters on TV are all playing like this." He waved his arms and made a look at Lan Xin.

"But, but I am a bit heavy here." Lan Xin also has a kind of learning, but her hand is a little small, holding a table tennis ball with one hand, she feels that she is not very strong, and the racket is heavy, no she can use her left hand. The pen-hold grip is comfortable.

"That is still playing like that. Just try it. With this different angle of the ball, let the ball not fly so high, and you can cross the net." Yang Lan also tried to teach Lan. Xin.

"Oh, then, what about me?" I asked her little friend to change back to her original position, she asked in confusion.

Yang Xiao smiled and said: "You will play as Dad just said. Whether it is horizontal or pen-hold, in fact, you can play table tennis. The main thing is to see your reaction speed and the sense of playing."

"That's okay! I use a pen-hold, I think it's so powerful, and those sisters play very well!" He waved the racket like a sly, and said with joy.

"Hey, you are called a horizontal shot, not a straight shot." Yang Hao hesitated, and corrected the concept of this mistake with her daughter.

"Horizontal?" He licked the big, powerful eyes and looked at Dad with confusion.

The little girl couldn’t help but ask questions when she had a problem. She saw her inexplicably straighten her arm and used the grip to ask, "Why, why is it a horizontal shot? You see, I have It’s straight up!”

"This question is well asked!" Yang Hao laughed, he actually felt that this naming method was a bit awkward.