Zhenping Yiming scored a point, and then said with a smile: "Your strength is good, but there is still a big gap between you and Xu Song. Your chance of beating me is basically 0."
"Huh?" The host looked at Lin Fan in confusion, as if he didn't react
…
Lin Fan, "It's not that I don't know how to play. I have played occasionally. I played against Xu Song once or twice before. He said that my strength is not bad. If I practice hard, I can still be a bit amateur."
These words were so arrogant that the audience watching the show couldn't stand it.
At this time, the host and Master Lin looked at each other.
"Yi Ming Jun is about to show his true skills. These Chinese people are so pathetic. Can't you see that Yi Ming Jun is letting things go?"
There is no possibility of victory anymore.
Although it was spoken in Japanese and no one understood it, the TV viewers looked at the translation on the screen and closed their eyes in despair.
Lin Fan, "It's not that I don't know how to play. I have played occasionally. I played against Xu Song once or twice before. He said that my strength is not bad. If I practice hard, I can still be a bit amateur."
"I was in a good mood today, but after watching Shanghai TV, I wanted to die."
national team.
"Damn it, this guy is really too arrogant. He just scored a goal. There is no need to be so arrogant."
"Oh my God, Master Lin can take advantage of me when he comes as a guest. You are stupid than the host. You think Master Lin is an all-rounder."
After looking at table tennis knowledge, it’s a bit expensive and requires a thousand encyclopedias worth.
At this moment, under their gaze, Lin Fan stood up, and then walked to the stage with a helpless smile.
Zhang Ziwen was sweating profusely, and his hands began to tremble. The pressure in his heart was really too great, and he was about to collapse.
"Master Lin played with Xu Song?"
"Master Lin, you said you don't know how to play table tennis?"
Lin Fan came to the host and whispered: "Look at me."
"Ask me, who should I ask?"
"What a fool, come on Zhang Ziwen."
"Oh my God, Master Lin can take advantage of me when he comes as a guest. You are stupid than the host. You think Master Lin is an all-rounder."
"What the hell? What's going on?"
Zhang Ziwen looked dumbly at the table tennis ball bouncing on the ground, and he was completely confused.
"The match just now was very exciting, but I am afraid that all the guests also want to play against the Asian World Championship champion. Now I invite Master Lin to come to the stage." The host said.
Although I'm not sure if that's what it means, it seems to be what those lips want to express.
But the situation is different now, the other party must be killed.
"Master Lin is on stage? The host's brain has been blown, isn't this embarrassing to Master Lin?"
"come on."
"Yi Ming Jun is about to show his true skills. These Chinese people are so pathetic. Can't you see that Yi Ming Jun is letting things go?"
What does the nodding and lip reading just now mean
"I was in a good mood today, but after watching Shanghai TV, I wanted to die."
Japanese live streaming platform.
There is no possibility of victory anymore.
"Then this is..." Everyone was confused and some didn't quite understand.
These words were so arrogant that the audience watching the show couldn't stand it.
Lin Fan came to the host and whispered: "Look at me."
Lin Fan opened the encyclopedia directly.
Japanese live streaming platform.
It's not that Zhang Ziwen is in the lead, but the Japanese are in the lead.
"Yi Ming Jun is about to show his true skills. These Chinese people are so pathetic. Can't you see that Yi Ming Jun is letting things go?"
Lin Fan smiled and said, "I've played before, on that stone table. I feel like I'm pretty good at it."
10:4.
"That's right, how could Mr. Yiming not be able to catch the ball just now? He really thought he was very powerful."
"I come."
But suddenly, the host felt that he was dazzled.
But suddenly, the host felt that he was dazzled.
"Haha, today Zhenping Yiming is going to beat the Chinese players again. I'm really excited."
At this moment, the host didn't care so much anymore, he had completely believed in Master Lin.
…
Zhang Ziwen lowered his head. Although he was recording a program now, his eyes were a little red.
"Keep watching the live broadcast and see what the Chinese people will do."
It's not that Zhang Ziwen is in the lead, but the Japanese are in the lead.
"That's right, how could Mr. Yiming not be able to catch the ball just now? He really thought he was very powerful."
Zhenping Yiming put the racket on the table and shook his shoulders helplessly, "I won, it's easy."
"Master Lin played with Xu Song?"
Zhang Ziwen looked dumbly at the table tennis ball bouncing on the ground, and he was completely confused.
Zhang Ziwen took a deep breath, his breathing became a little rapid, and his psychological pressure suddenly increased.
"Then what does Master Lin mean when he says that?"
…
10:4.
Although he doesn't understand lip reading, Master Lin's mouth patterns don't seem to be difficult to understand.
"Yi Ming Jun is about to show his true skills. These Chinese people are so pathetic. Can't you see that Yi Ming Jun is letting things go?"
Zhang Ziwen looked dumbly at the table tennis ball bouncing on the ground, and he was completely confused.
After looking at table tennis knowledge, it’s a bit expensive and requires a thousand encyclopedias worth.
Zhang Ziwen took a deep breath, his breathing became a little rapid, and his psychological pressure suddenly increased.
Lin Fan came to the host and whispered: "Look at me."
Zhenping Yiming held the ball and smiled slightly, "It's the last ball, are you ready?"
He lived up to everyone's expectations.
There is no possibility of victory anymore.
Can't lose, absolutely can't lose.
Zhang Ziwen lowered his head. Although he was recording a program now, his eyes were a little red.
Lin Fan held the racket, "I'm a little rusty, but it feels pretty good to be able to play against the Asian World Championship champion."
A layman might not be able to tell, but he already felt that the other party was letting off steam before, but now he might be showing his true skills.
"That's right, how could Mr. Yiming not be able to catch the ball just now? He really thought he was very powerful."
Although I'm not sure if that's what it means, it seems to be what those lips want to express.
"Xu Song, have you ever played with Master Lin?"
I just didn't expect this guy to be so strong.
"Just to make a fool of myself, how did Master Lin know Xu Song?"
"I don't know how to play table tennis. I haven't played much. It's very stressful to play against professional players." Lin Fan walked to the stage with a smile.
Although he doesn't understand lip reading, Master Lin's mouth patterns don't seem to be difficult to understand.
Roar, cheer yourself up, and then serve.
What does the nodding and lip reading just now mean
Can't lose, absolutely can't lose.
At this time, the host and Master Lin looked at each other.
Can't lose, absolutely can't lose.
"I come."
Although he doesn't understand lip reading, Master Lin's mouth patterns don't seem to be difficult to understand.
"That's right, how could Mr. Yiming not be able to catch the ball just now? He really thought he was very powerful."
Roar, cheer yourself up, and then serve.
"Haha, today Zhenping Yiming is going to beat the Chinese players again. I'm really excited."
Lin Fan came to the host and whispered: "Look at me."
Zhang Ziwen looked dumbly at the table tennis ball bouncing on the ground, and he was completely confused.
how so.
boom!
Everyone is looking forward to it.
"Damn it, this guy is really too arrogant. He just scored a goal. There is no need to be so arrogant."
"I can't stand it any longer. The channel is closed. Please take care."
online.
Time passed by minute by minute.
"Oh my God, Master Lin can take advantage of me when he comes as a guest. You are stupid than the host. You think Master Lin is an all-rounder."
And he could tell that the opponent was very good at fighting quickly and counterattacked very quickly. Sometimes, he couldn't react at all.
I just didn't expect this guy to be so strong.
The host came to Zhang Ziwen and whispered comfort, asking him to stabilize.
Live streaming platform.
"Xu Song, have you ever played with Master Lin?"
He noticed that Master Lin's lips moved and he nodded towards him.
"Oh my God, Master Lin can take advantage of me when he comes as a guest. You are stupid than the host. You think Master Lin is an all-rounder."
10:4.
"come on."
The host looked at the situation at the scene and didn't know what to say for a moment. Looking at Zhang Ziwen who was standing there motionless, he quickly comforted him: "In competitive competitions, it is normal to lose and win. Thank you both for giving us Make for a great game.”
"Huh?" The host looked at Lin Fan in confusion, as if he didn't react
"Damn it, Modu TV shows me, if you embarrass my idol, I will fuck your whole family."
The desperate audience in the live broadcast room suddenly froze when they heard the host's voice.
"Keep watching the live broadcast and see what the Chinese people will do."
His eyes were fixed on Master Lin. He knew that the scene was out of control and the show was cheating, but he still hoped that someone could bring the situation back.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
It's the last ball. If we lose, it's really over.
"Just to make a fool of myself, how did Master Lin know Xu Song?"
A layman might not be able to tell, but he already felt that the other party was letting off steam before, but now he might be showing his true skills.
"Master Lin played with Xu Song?"
It's not that Zhang Ziwen is in the lead, but the Japanese are in the lead.
…
Can't lose, absolutely can't lose.
"Master Lin played with Xu Song?"
"Master Lin, you said you don't know how to play table tennis?"
Time passed by minute by minute.
how so.
It's the last ball. If we lose, it's really over.
"Then what does Master Lin mean when he says that?"
It's the last ball. If we lose, it's really over.
"Damn it, Magic City TV, just wait for me."
"Master Lin, don't go up. Don't go up. We don't want to be embarrassed."
…
Everyone is looking forward to it.
The host suddenly looked up at Master Lin, and then his heart beat wildly, but he quickly calmed down.
national team.
These words were so arrogant that the audience watching the show couldn't stand it.
Zhang Ziwen was sweating profusely, and his hands began to tremble. The pressure in his heart was really too great, and he was about to collapse.
national team.
But the situation is different now, the other party must be killed.
It's the last ball. If we lose, it's really over.
It's not that Zhang Ziwen is in the lead, but the Japanese are in the lead.
He took every ball seriously and never relaxed at all.
"I was in a good mood today, but after watching Shanghai TV, I wanted to die."
Everyone is looking forward to it.
Time passed by minute by minute.
"I come."
"Then this is..." Everyone was confused and some didn't quite understand.
"Just to make a fool of myself, how did Master Lin know Xu Song?"
"Damn it, this guy is really too arrogant. He just scored a goal. There is no need to be so arrogant."
how so.
But I just don’t know why, some balls can’t be caught.
At this moment, the host didn't care so much anymore, he had completely believed in Master Lin.
"Haha, today Zhenping Yiming is going to beat the Chinese players again. I'm really excited."
But he doesn't mind giving a good performance today and teaching these Chinese people a profound lesson.
boom!
Time passed by minute by minute.
And he could tell that the opponent was very good at fighting quickly and counterattacked very quickly. Sometimes, he couldn't react at all.
"I come."
Zhang Ziwen was sweating profusely, and his hands began to tremble. The pressure in his heart was really too great, and he was about to collapse.
boom!
Zhenping Yiming held the ball and smiled slightly, "It's the last ball, are you ready?"
Zhang Ziwen took a deep breath, his breathing became a little rapid, and his psychological pressure suddenly increased.
Zhang Ziwen looked dumbly at the table tennis ball bouncing on the ground, and he was completely confused.
"Huh?" The host looked at Lin Fan in confusion, as if he didn't react
"Yi Ming Jun is about to show his true skills. These Chinese people are so pathetic. Can't you see that Yi Ming Jun is letting things go?"
Although it was spoken in Japanese and no one understood it, the TV viewers looked at the translation on the screen and closed their eyes in despair.
It's not that Zhang Ziwen is in the lead, but the Japanese are in the lead.
Zhenping Yiming put the racket on the table and shook his shoulders helplessly, "I won, it's easy."
Time passed by minute by minute.
There is no possibility of victory anymore.
Xu Song looked confused, "I've never played football, I've never even seen him."
"Then what does Master Lin mean when he says that?"
Ruined.
But he doesn't mind giving a good performance today and teaching these Chinese people a profound lesson.
"I come."
His eyes were fixed on Master Lin. He knew that the scene was out of control and the show was cheating, but he still hoped that someone could bring the situation back.
Xu Song looked confused, "I've never played football, I've never even seen him."
…
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Zhang Ziwen lowered his head. Although he was recording a program now, his eyes were a little red.
boom!
Zhang Ziwen lowered his head. Although he was recording a program now, his eyes were a little red.
Live streaming platform.
He noticed that Master Lin's lips moved and he nodded towards him.
And he could tell that the opponent was very good at fighting quickly and counterattacked very quickly. Sometimes, he couldn't react at all.
Roar, cheer yourself up, and then serve.
He took every ball seriously and never relaxed at all.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "I've played before, on that stone table. I feel like I'm pretty good at it."
"I don't know how to play table tennis. I haven't played much. It's very stressful to play against professional players." Lin Fan walked to the stage with a smile.
The game begins.
Time passed by minute by minute.
Can't lose, absolutely can't lose.
Xu Song looked confused, "I've never played football, I've never even seen him."
"Oh my God, Master Lin can take advantage of me when he comes as a guest. You are stupid than the host. You think Master Lin is an all-rounder."
Just six seconds.
"Ah? Master Lin played with Xu Song?"
But suddenly, the host felt that he was dazzled.
Zhang Ziwen looked dumbly at the table tennis ball bouncing on the ground, and he was completely confused.
But he doesn't mind giving a good performance today and teaching these Chinese people a profound lesson.
Zhang Ziwen took a deep breath, his breathing became a little rapid, and his psychological pressure suddenly increased.
boom!
how so.
A layman might not be able to tell, but he already felt that the other party was letting off steam before, but now he might be showing his true skills.
Zhenping Yiming put the racket on the table and shook his shoulders helplessly, "I won, it's easy."
how so.
But I just don’t know why, some balls can’t be caught.
…
It's the last ball. If we lose, it's really over.
"come on."
"Master Lin is on stage? The host's brain has been blown, isn't this embarrassing to Master Lin?"
Zhenping Yiming put the racket on the table and shook his shoulders helplessly, "I won, it's easy."
The host looked at the situation at the scene and didn't know what to say for a moment. Looking at Zhang Ziwen who was standing there motionless, he quickly comforted him: "In competitive competitions, it is normal to lose and win. Thank you both for giving us Make for a great game.”
"Just to make a fool of myself, how did Master Lin know Xu Song?"
"Haha, today Zhenping Yiming is going to beat the Chinese players again. I'm really excited."
"Damn it, Magic City TV, just wait for me."
At this time, the host and Master Lin looked at each other.
Seeing that expression, the audience wanted to beat this guy to death.
online.
"What a fool, come on Zhang Ziwen."
Live streaming platform.
"come on."
Although he doesn't understand lip reading, Master Lin's mouth patterns don't seem to be difficult to understand.
online.
"I can't stand it any longer. The channel is closed. Please take care."
Although it was spoken in Japanese and no one understood it, the TV viewers looked at the translation on the screen and closed their eyes in despair.
Lin Fan held the racket, "I'm a little rusty, but it feels pretty good to be able to play against the Asian World Championship champion."
"Haha, today Zhenping Yiming is going to beat the Chinese players again. I'm really excited."
What does the nodding and lip reading just now mean
Zhang Ziwen took a deep breath, his breathing became a little rapid, and his psychological pressure suddenly increased.
Zhang Ziwen looked dumbly at the table tennis ball bouncing on the ground, and he was completely confused.
"I was in a good mood today, but after watching Shanghai TV, I wanted to die."
His eyes were fixed on Master Lin. He knew that the scene was out of control and the show was cheating, but he still hoped that someone could bring the situation back.
"Ask me, who should I ask?"
Lin Fan, "It's not that I don't know how to play. I have played occasionally. I played against Xu Song once or twice before. He said that my strength is not bad. If I practice hard, I can still be a bit amateur."
The desperate audience in the live broadcast room suddenly froze when they heard the host's voice.
Lin Fan, "It's not that I don't know how to play. I have played occasionally. I played against Xu Song once or twice before. He said that my strength is not bad. If I practice hard, I can still be a bit amateur."
"That's right, how could Mr. Yiming not be able to catch the ball just now? He really thought he was very powerful."
…
"Damn it, Magic City TV, just wait for me."
"What the hell? What's going on?"
These words were so arrogant that the audience watching the show couldn't stand it.
"Haha, today Zhenping Yiming is going to beat the Chinese players again. I'm really excited."
The desperate audience in the live broadcast room suddenly froze when they heard the host's voice.
how so.
"The match just now was very exciting, but I am afraid that all the guests also want to play against the Asian World Championship champion. Now I invite Master Lin to come to the stage." The host said.
The host looked at the situation at the scene and didn't know what to say for a moment. Looking at Zhang Ziwen who was standing there motionless, he quickly comforted him: "In competitive competitions, it is normal to lose and win. Thank you both for giving us Make for a great game.”
After looking at table tennis knowledge, it’s a bit expensive and requires a thousand encyclopedias worth.
Lin Fan opened the encyclopedia directly.
"Haha, today Zhenping Yiming is going to beat the Chinese players again. I'm really excited."
Zhang Ziwen looked dumbly at the table tennis ball bouncing on the ground, and he was completely confused.
At this moment, the host didn't care so much anymore, he had completely believed in Master Lin.
Zhang Ziwen lowered his head. Although he was recording a program now, his eyes were a little red.
Can't lose, absolutely can't lose.
Lin Fan smiled inwardly. It seemed that the host was not stupid and he understood.
Zhang Ziwen took a deep breath, his breathing became a little rapid, and his psychological pressure suddenly increased.
"Damn it, this guy is really too arrogant. He just scored a goal. There is no need to be so arrogant."
The game begins.
He lived up to everyone's expectations.
Lin Fan came to the host and whispered: "Look at me."
Just six seconds.
The host came to Zhang Ziwen and whispered comfort, asking him to stabilize.
…
Lin Fan smiled inwardly. It seemed that the host was not stupid and he understood.
"Damn it, this guy is really too arrogant. He just scored a goal. There is no need to be so arrogant."
"Damn it, Magic City TV, just wait for me."
What does the nodding and lip reading just now mean
"Master Lin, you said you don't know how to play table tennis?"
Zhang Ziwen took a deep breath, his breathing became a little rapid, and his psychological pressure suddenly increased.
The game begins.
At this time, he looked down the stage and saw the guest seats.
"Oh my God, Master Lin can take advantage of me when he comes as a guest. You are stupid than the host. You think Master Lin is an all-rounder."
At this time, the host and Master Lin looked at each other.
Just six seconds.
"I can't stand it any longer. The channel is closed. Please take care."
…
His eyes were fixed on Master Lin. He knew that the scene was out of control and the show was cheating, but he still hoped that someone could bring the situation back.
His eyes were fixed on Master Lin. He knew that the scene was out of control and the show was cheating, but he still hoped that someone could bring the situation back.
…
"That's right, how could Mr. Yiming not be able to catch the ball just now? He really thought he was very powerful."
Time passed by minute by minute.
And he could tell that the opponent was very good at fighting quickly and counterattacked very quickly. Sometimes, he couldn't react at all.
A layman might not be able to tell, but he already felt that the other party was letting off steam before, but now he might be showing his true skills.
But even the professional national team members have lost. How can they be the opponents of the Japanese with their employment and level.
There is no possibility of victory anymore.
But he doesn't mind giving a good performance today and teaching these Chinese people a profound lesson.
Roar, cheer yourself up, and then serve.
But he doesn't mind giving a good performance today and teaching these Chinese people a profound lesson.
But even the professional national team members have lost. How can they be the opponents of the Japanese with their employment and level.
online.
It's the last ball. If we lose, it's really over.
At this time, the host and Master Lin looked at each other.
At this time, the host and Master Lin looked at each other.
Everyone is looking forward to it.
"Ask me, who should I ask?"
Time passed by minute by minute.
There is no possibility of victory anymore.
"I come."
He lived up to everyone's expectations.
In his opinion, Master Lin is a very powerful person, and many miracles have come from him. But in this situation, victory cannot be won by miracles, but must have absolute strength.
The desperate audience in the live broadcast room suddenly froze when they heard the host's voice.
"Damn it, Magic City TV, just wait for me."
Zhenping Yiming put the racket on the table and shook his shoulders helplessly, "I won, it's easy."
But suddenly, the host felt that he was dazzled.
"Keep watching the live broadcast and see what the Chinese people will do."
At this time, the host and Master Lin looked at each other.
But he doesn't mind giving a good performance today and teaching these Chinese people a profound lesson.
Zhenping Yiming scored a point, and then said with a smile: "Your strength is good, but there is still a big gap between you and Xu Song. Your chance of beating me is basically 0."
…
"Damn it, Modu TV shows me, if you embarrass my idol, I will fuck your whole family."
"Ah? Master Lin played with Xu Song?"
Roar, cheer yourself up, and then serve.
He noticed that Master Lin's lips moved and he nodded towards him.
"What the hell? What's going on?"
I just didn't expect this guy to be so strong.
Just six seconds.
But suddenly, the host felt that he was dazzled.
At this moment, under their gaze, Lin Fan stood up, and then walked to the stage with a helpless smile.
10:4.
national team.
Although he doesn't understand lip reading, Master Lin's mouth patterns don't seem to be difficult to understand.
The host looked at the situation at the scene and didn't know what to say for a moment. Looking at Zhang Ziwen who was standing there motionless, he quickly comforted him: "In competitive competitions, it is normal to lose and win. Thank you both for giving us Make for a great game.”
Time passed by minute by minute.
Although it was spoken in Japanese and no one understood it, the TV viewers looked at the translation on the screen and closed their eyes in despair.
But the situation is different now, the other party must be killed.
Lin Fan, "It's not that I don't know how to play. I have played occasionally. I played against Xu Song once or twice before. He said that my strength is not bad. If I practice hard, I can still be a bit amateur."
"I come."
But the situation is different now, the other party must be killed.
Zhenping Yiming held the ball and smiled slightly, "It's the last ball, are you ready?"
Although I'm not sure if that's what it means, it seems to be what those lips want to express.
…
national team.
"Ask me, who should I ask?"
"Ah? Master Lin played with Xu Song?"
"Ask me, who should I ask?"
"Yi Ming Jun is about to show his true skills. These Chinese people are so pathetic. Can't you see that Yi Ming Jun is letting things go?"
But I just don’t know why, some balls can’t be caught.
"What a fool, come on Zhang Ziwen."
At this moment, the host didn't care so much anymore, he had completely believed in Master Lin.
"Master Lin, you said you don't know how to play table tennis?"
These words were so arrogant that the audience watching the show couldn't stand it.
What does the nodding and lip reading just now mean
"That's right, how could Mr. Yiming not be able to catch the ball just now? He really thought he was very powerful."
Although I'm not sure if that's what it means, it seems to be what those lips want to express.
There is no possibility of victory anymore.
But suddenly, the host felt that he was dazzled.
"The match just now was very exciting, but I am afraid that all the guests also want to play against the Asian World Championship champion. Now I invite Master Lin to come to the stage." The host said.
online.
"I don't know how to play table tennis. I haven't played much. It's very stressful to play against professional players." Lin Fan walked to the stage with a smile.
Zhang Ziwen was sweating profusely, and his hands began to tremble. The pressure in his heart was really too great, and he was about to collapse.
"Then this is..." Everyone was confused and some didn't quite understand.
Zhang Ziwen took a deep breath, his breathing became a little rapid, and his psychological pressure suddenly increased.
"Master Lin, don't go up. Don't go up. We don't want to be embarrassed."
Lin Fan opened the encyclopedia directly.
Lin Fan smiled inwardly. It seemed that the host was not stupid and he understood.
how so.
He lived up to everyone's expectations.
He didn't expect that Master Lin didn't know how to do it.
The desperate audience in the live broadcast room suddenly froze when they heard the host's voice.
"Ah? Master Lin played with Xu Song?"
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Live streaming platform.
"Master Lin is on stage? The host's brain has been blown, isn't this embarrassing to Master Lin?"
The host came to Zhang Ziwen and whispered comfort, asking him to stabilize.
At this moment, under their gaze, Lin Fan stood up, and then walked to the stage with a helpless smile.
"What the hell? What's going on?"
"That's right, how could Mr. Yiming not be able to catch the ball just now? He really thought he was very powerful."
Although it was spoken in Japanese and no one understood it, the TV viewers looked at the translation on the screen and closed their eyes in despair.
Lin Fan held the racket, "I'm a little rusty, but it feels pretty good to be able to play against the Asian World Championship champion."
…
Lin Fan smiled and said, "I've played before, on that stone table. I feel like I'm pretty good at it."
how so.
"Master Lin is on stage? The host's brain has been blown, isn't this embarrassing to Master Lin?"
"Xu Song, have you ever played with Master Lin?"
…
But suddenly, the host felt that he was dazzled.
…
"Oh my God, Master Lin can take advantage of me when he comes as a guest. You are stupid than the host. You think Master Lin is an all-rounder."
"Keep watching the live broadcast and see what the Chinese people will do."
Zhang Ziwen was sweating profusely, and his hands began to tremble. The pressure in his heart was really too great, and he was about to collapse.
"Damn it, Modu TV shows me, if you embarrass my idol, I will fuck your whole family."
"Just to make a fool of myself, how did Master Lin know Xu Song?"
His eyes were fixed on Master Lin. He knew that the scene was out of control and the show was cheating, but he still hoped that someone could bring the situation back.
It's not that Zhang Ziwen is in the lead, but the Japanese are in the lead.
"Ah? Master Lin played with Xu Song?"
"Keep watching the live broadcast and see what the Chinese people will do."
And he could tell that the opponent was very good at fighting quickly and counterattacked very quickly. Sometimes, he couldn't react at all.
"Master Lin, don't go up. Don't go up. We don't want to be embarrassed."
…
"Master Lin, you said you don't know how to play table tennis?"
"Master Lin, don't go up. Don't go up. We don't want to be embarrassed."
"Just to make a fool of myself, how did Master Lin know Xu Song?"
Lin Fan, "It's not that I don't know how to play. I have played occasionally. I played against Xu Song once or twice before. He said that my strength is not bad. If I practice hard, I can still be a bit amateur."
…
Although he doesn't understand lip reading, Master Lin's mouth patterns don't seem to be difficult to understand.
At this time, the host and Master Lin looked at each other.
how so.
"I was in a good mood today, but after watching Shanghai TV, I wanted to die."
After looking at table tennis knowledge, it’s a bit expensive and requires a thousand encyclopedias worth.
At this moment, under their gaze, Lin Fan stood up, and then walked to the stage with a helpless smile.
It's not that Zhang Ziwen is in the lead, but the Japanese are in the lead.
…
Roar, cheer yourself up, and then serve.
Zhang Ziwen looked dumbly at the table tennis ball bouncing on the ground, and he was completely confused.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "I've played before, on that stone table. I feel like I'm pretty good at it."
"What the hell? What's going on?"
I just didn't expect this guy to be so strong.
Zhenping Yiming scored a point, and then said with a smile: "Your strength is good, but there is still a big gap between you and Xu Song. Your chance of beating me is basically 0."
"I don't know how to play table tennis. I haven't played much. It's very stressful to play against professional players." Lin Fan walked to the stage with a smile.
"Master Lin, you said you don't know how to play table tennis?"
A layman might not be able to tell, but he already felt that the other party was letting off steam before, but now he might be showing his true skills.
Everyone is looking forward to it.
Although I'm not sure if that's what it means, it seems to be what those lips want to express.
"Huh?" The host looked at Lin Fan in confusion, as if he didn't react
The game begins.
At this time, the host and Master Lin looked at each other.
He didn't expect that Master Lin didn't know how to do it.
Can't lose, absolutely can't lose.
"Haha, today Zhenping Yiming is going to beat the Chinese players again. I'm really excited."
"come on."
Everyone was dumbfounded.
What does the nodding and lip reading just now mean
"Yi Ming Jun is about to show his true skills. These Chinese people are so pathetic. Can't you see that Yi Ming Jun is letting things go?"
"Xu Song, have you ever played with Master Lin?"
Live streaming platform.
Seeing that expression, the audience wanted to beat this guy to death.
Lin Fan opened the encyclopedia directly.
Lin Fan came to the host and whispered: "Look at me."
"What the hell? What's going on?"
Live streaming platform.
Zhenping Yiming held the ball and smiled slightly, "It's the last ball, are you ready?"
What does the nodding and lip reading just now mean
The host suddenly looked up at Master Lin, and then his heart beat wildly, but he quickly calmed down.
Ruined.
Seeing that expression, the audience wanted to beat this guy to death.
The host suddenly looked up at Master Lin, and then his heart beat wildly, but he quickly calmed down.
Lin Fan opened the encyclopedia directly.
The host suddenly looked up at Master Lin, and then his heart beat wildly, but he quickly calmed down.
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He noticed that Master Lin's lips moved and he nodded towards him.
national team.
What does the nodding and lip reading just now mean
But suddenly, the host felt that he was dazzled.
Lin Fan came to the host and whispered: "Look at me."
"Master Lin, you said you don't know how to play table tennis?"
"Master Lin is on stage? The host's brain has been blown, isn't this embarrassing to Master Lin?"
"Oh my God, Master Lin can take advantage of me when he comes as a guest. You are stupid than the host. You think Master Lin is an all-rounder."
At this moment, the host didn't care so much anymore, he had completely believed in Master Lin.
Zhenping Yiming held the ball and smiled slightly, "It's the last ball, are you ready?"
Xu Song looked confused, "I've never played football, I've never even seen him."
Just six seconds.
Lin Fan, "It's not that I don't know how to play. I have played occasionally. I played against Xu Song once or twice before. He said that my strength is not bad. If I practice hard, I can still be a bit amateur."
"Keep watching the live broadcast and see what the Chinese people will do."
Zhang Ziwen lowered his head. Although he was recording a program now, his eyes were a little red.
"Just to make a fool of myself, how did Master Lin know Xu Song?"
"Ah? Master Lin played with Xu Song?"
Although I'm not sure if that's what it means, it seems to be what those lips want to express.
I just didn't expect this guy to be so strong.
But I just don’t know why, some balls can’t be caught.
The host came to Zhang Ziwen and whispered comfort, asking him to stabilize.
He didn't expect that Master Lin didn't know how to do it.
Redeemed.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "I've played before, on that stone table. I feel like I'm pretty good at it."
"Haha, today Zhenping Yiming is going to beat the Chinese players again. I'm really excited."
The desperate audience in the live broadcast room suddenly froze when they heard the host's voice.
online.
Can't lose, absolutely can't lose.
At this time, the host and Master Lin looked at each other.
national team.
Roar, cheer yourself up, and then serve.
"What the hell? What's going on?"
"Xu Song, have you ever played with Master Lin?"
The desperate audience in the live broadcast room suddenly froze when they heard the host's voice.
Roar, cheer yourself up, and then serve.
Redeemed.
These words were so arrogant that the audience watching the show couldn't stand it.
The desperate audience in the live broadcast room suddenly froze when they heard the host's voice.
Can't lose, absolutely can't lose.
Xu Song looked confused, "I've never played football, I've never even seen him."
And he could tell that the opponent was very good at fighting quickly and counterattacked very quickly. Sometimes, he couldn't react at all.
Zhang Ziwen looked dumbly at the table tennis ball bouncing on the ground, and he was completely confused.
…
"Then this is..." Everyone was confused and some didn't quite understand.
Can't lose, absolutely can't lose.
Lin Fan opened the encyclopedia directly.
At this moment, under their gaze, Lin Fan stood up, and then walked to the stage with a helpless smile.
But even the professional national team members have lost. How can they be the opponents of the Japanese with their employment and level.
boom!
In his opinion, Master Lin is a very powerful person, and many miracles have come from him. But in this situation, victory cannot be won by miracles, but must have absolute strength.
"Haha, today Zhenping Yiming is going to beat the Chinese players again. I'm really excited."
online.
"Master Lin, you said you don't know how to play table tennis?"
"Ask me, who should I ask?"
"Master Lin played with Xu Song?"
The desperate audience in the live broadcast room suddenly froze when they heard the host's voice.
Ruined.
…
Zhang Ziwen looked dumbly at the table tennis ball bouncing on the ground, and he was completely confused.
"Damn it, this guy is really too arrogant. He just scored a goal. There is no need to be so arrogant."
"I can't stand it any longer. The channel is closed. Please take care."
"Just to make a fool of myself, how did Master Lin know Xu Song?"
But even the professional national team members have lost. How can they be the opponents of the Japanese with their employment and level.
Although it was spoken in Japanese and no one understood it, the TV viewers looked at the translation on the screen and closed their eyes in despair.
Zhenping Yiming scored a point, and then said with a smile: "Your strength is good, but there is still a big gap between you and Xu Song. Your chance of beating me is basically 0."
"Then what does Master Lin mean when he says that?"
Zhang Ziwen lowered his head. Although he was recording a program now, his eyes were a little red.
The game begins.
At this moment, the host didn't care so much anymore, he had completely believed in Master Lin.
Although he doesn't understand lip reading, Master Lin's mouth patterns don't seem to be difficult to understand.
"Huh?" The host looked at Lin Fan in confusion, as if he didn't react
…
"Ask me, who should I ask?"
"Master Lin played with Xu Song?"
Zhang Ziwen looked dumbly at the table tennis ball bouncing on the ground, and he was completely confused.
At this time, he looked down the stage and saw the guest seats.
…
At this moment, the host didn't care so much anymore, he had completely believed in Master Lin.
boom!
Although it was spoken in Japanese and no one understood it, the TV viewers looked at the translation on the screen and closed their eyes in despair.
A layman might not be able to tell, but he already felt that the other party was letting off steam before, but now he might be showing his true skills.
"Xu Song, have you ever played with Master Lin?"
A layman might not be able to tell, but he already felt that the other party was letting off steam before, but now he might be showing his true skills.
"Then this is..." Everyone was confused and some didn't quite understand.
Lin Fan held the racket, "I'm a little rusty, but it feels pretty good to be able to play against the Asian World Championship champion."
A layman might not be able to tell, but he already felt that the other party was letting off steam before, but now he might be showing his true skills.
His eyes were fixed on Master Lin. He knew that the scene was out of control and the show was cheating, but he still hoped that someone could bring the situation back.
But the situation is different now, the other party must be killed.
Lin Fan, "It's not that I don't know how to play. I have played occasionally. I played against Xu Song once or twice before. He said that my strength is not bad. If I practice hard, I can still be a bit amateur."
The host suddenly looked up at Master Lin, and then his heart beat wildly, but he quickly calmed down.
Lin Fan smiled inwardly. It seemed that the host was not stupid and he understood.
A layman might not be able to tell, but he already felt that the other party was letting off steam before, but now he might be showing his true skills.
He took every ball seriously and never relaxed at all.
Zhenping Yiming looked at the man in front of him with disdain in his heart, he was just looking for abuse.
Redeemed.
Roar, cheer yourself up, and then serve.
But he doesn't mind giving a good performance today and teaching these Chinese people a profound lesson.
The game begins.
The desperate audience in the live broadcast room suddenly froze when they heard the host's voice.
…
"Haha, today Zhenping Yiming is going to beat the Chinese players again. I'm really excited."
Xu Song looked confused, "I've never played football, I've never even seen him."
He noticed that Master Lin's lips moved and he nodded towards him.
"Master Lin played with Xu Song?"
Lin Fan opened the encyclopedia directly.
He lived up to everyone's expectations.
…
"Master Lin is on stage? The host's brain has been blown, isn't this embarrassing to Master Lin?"
After looking at table tennis knowledge, it’s a bit expensive and requires a thousand encyclopedias worth.
"That's right, how could Mr. Yiming not be able to catch the ball just now? He really thought he was very powerful."
At this time, the host and Master Lin looked at each other.
…
online.
online.
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"I don't know how to play table tennis. I haven't played much. It's very stressful to play against professional players." Lin Fan walked to the stage with a smile.
But the situation is different now, the other party must be killed.
"That's right, how could Mr. Yiming not be able to catch the ball just now? He really thought he was very powerful."
Although I'm not sure if that's what it means, it seems to be what those lips want to express.
Redeemed.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "I've played before, on that stone table. I feel like I'm pretty good at it."
"Ah? Master Lin played with Xu Song?"
"What the hell? What's going on?"
Japanese live streaming platform.
how so.
"Damn it, this guy is really too arrogant. He just scored a goal. There is no need to be so arrogant."
Zhenping Yiming looked at the man in front of him with disdain in his heart, he was just looking for abuse.
…
But even the professional national team members have lost. How can they be the opponents of the Japanese with their employment and level.
Ruined.