Host, "Master Lin, he said he didn't want to hear you call him champion."
The host was stunned and stood there the whole time. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that table tennis could be played like this.
When Lin Fan saw this situation, he immediately became anxious. He had to give in the ball. If you don't play, how can I give in
The staff member said excitedly: "Director, there are a large number of netizens on Weibo, all of whom are apologizing to us."
It's the last game, and Lin Fan is ready to let loose. There is no need for table tennis knowledge, and we don't need to understand those skills.
Lin Fan got the ball and tried the feel. It felt pretty good. However, if he said he didn't need table tennis knowledge, he would definitely not use table tennis knowledge.
There was an explosion.
"Look, why did Modu TV invite Master Lin to be a guest? It must be because he is afraid of something happening, because Zhenping Yiming is very strong, and although Zhang Ziwen is also very strong, he may not be his opponent. If Zhang Ziwen falls Defeat, let Master Lin take the stage again, this is called double insurance, and I think, Modu TV invited Zhen Ping Yiming over this time, just to let the Japanese know how powerful we are."
"This Chinese man must not be a human. He must be the latest table tennis robot developed."
"No...how can the Chinese be so scary?"
Although this Zhenping Yiming is very arrogant, the effect has been achieved now. If you shoot a ball yourself, it will make others feel better, but don't put a psychological shadow on them.
Zhenping Yiming nodded dullly and threw the ball to Lin Fan.
For Japanese audiences, they couldn't bear it.
"Well, okay, okay, that's what I thought too. This means that I haven't scored a single goal, and the impact is indeed not very good. I'll give it a try later." Lin Fan nodded softly.
Studio.
The host looked at Master Lin with a confused expression.
"Teacher Lin, it's 5-0."
"No, don't call me champion." Zhenping Yiming burst into tears and almost collapsed.
"how do I say this?"
He is very grateful to this netizen who has a superb level of reasoning.
The racket didn't touch the ball at all, which is something that really shouldn't happen to a professional champion player.
As for Jinping Yiming, the last thing he wanted to hear was the word 'champion', which he felt was mocking him.
"Having a baby."
It was obviously not like this before, but how could something like this happen now.
But how dare Zhen Ping Yiming appear on the stage? His last bottom line has completely collapsed at this moment.
"The views upstairs are unique and to the point."
"International friends, don't panic, keep fighting." Lin Fan shouted.
"Cheating, it must be cheating, how could you not catch a ball?"
Then he ran towards the backstage like crazy.
And to everyone, why is Master Lin so bad
Lin Fan nodded, then there was still one round left.
Backstage.
"Let's go and apologize on Weibo. After all, Magic City TV was scolded by us for no apparent reason."
Zhenping Yiming's mentality had completely collapsed. He threw the ball and served carefully.
Didn't we agree to release the water, but where did the ball go? Is it so fast that it is invisible to the eyes
clatter!
"Oh, this can't be done. How about I serve?" Lin Fan felt that this was not okay. Even if he wanted to release the ball intentionally, the opponent couldn't even serve, so what else could he do
"Ah!" Seeing this situation, Zhenping Yiming immediately threw the racket on the ground, "I won't play, I won't play..."
As Master Lin, he is full of justice and love, how could he do such a thing.
"Awesome, Conscience TV. It's my fault that I scolded them earlier. I apologize now."
clatter!
Otherwise it would be a sin.
If Mr. Liu knew that this netizen was so good at slandering, he would definitely have to drag him to the company's operations department. How could he come up with such a good explanation
"Master Lin is really awesome. He knows everything. I want to ask, is there anything else he doesn't know?"
"Quickly pinch me, this is not true."
The host on the side translated Lin Fan's words.
If it weren't for his encyclopedic knowledge, he really wouldn't know how to play table tennis.
At this time, the host heard the voice coming from the headset and immediately came to Lin Fan, "Teacher Lin, our Director Liu would like to ask you to concede a goal. After all, this is a program, and the opponent has just won the Asian World Championship. If we don’t win this ball, it would be too ugly to say it out loud.”
"My dear, you don't know if you don't tell me this, but once you tell me, it seems really possible."
Lin Fan said, "International friends, come on, let's serve."
"No, it's impossible. How could Zhenping Yiming lose?"
Zhenping Yiming was in a hurry and looked flustered. He stood there and slapped the racket randomly. He didn't see the ball and where did it go.
Everyone: "..."
But it’s really refreshing.
But in table tennis, what matters in the end is not strength, speed and reaction, but the skills to deal with various balls.
"Wow! I stopped watching, I don't believe it..."
He couldn't bear the appearance of Zhenping Yiming at this time. After all, this was an international friend, right? Under the spotlight, he beat the opponent with no ability to fight back and failed to catch a ball. This was a bit unjustifiable.
Some balls are very spiny and will bounce out at the slightest touch, so corresponding skills are needed to solve them.
However, a scene that shocked everyone happened.
If he knew who the other party was, he would want to recruit him into the TV station.
"Zhenping Yiming was beaten to tears. What on earth did he go through."
boom!
No…
"Haha, I was laughing so hard. This guy was so beaten by Master Lin that he was so stunned that he couldn't even serve."
"I'm so angry. If this show doesn't become popular, I will live broadcast Chi Xiang."
At this time, the deflated ping pong ball fell in front of Lin Fan.
His strength is invincible, and any speed becomes extremely slow in his eyes.
If you want to make a splash in this round, you must have a big explosion at the beginning.
On live broadcast.
Zhenping Yiming actually missed the mark.
Lin Fan picked up the ball, swung the racket, and then showed a harmonious smile, "International friends, I served, watch it, it's easy to catch."
At this time, Mahira Yiming held the ball with trembling hands and prepared to serve.
The ball was thrown into the air, and the racket in his hand jerked.
Director Liu and the others were still thoughtful and knew the impact of the matter.
At this time, on the screen, mourners were everywhere, and it was extremely miserable.
"F*ck! You're so overbearing. Who the hell said that Master Lin can't play table tennis? With this skill and ability, even if he is the best in the world, he will still be beaten."
When Lin Fan saw this situation, he immediately smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, I used too much force and the ball broke. But you win, after all, the ball has already touched the table."
"What?" Director Liu was stunned and quickly opened Weibo. After seeing this, he suddenly felt happy. Especially when he saw the inexplicable explanation, he didn't want to say anything. Let this explanation become the truth.
Their hero was actually severely educated.
This is beating your sister.
"Host, what is the score now?" Lin Fan asked.
Japanese live streaming platform.
They were proud and arrogant before, but now, everyone is dumbfounded.
how so.
At this moment, a large number of netizens poured into Weibo.
It's too much to deceive.
The host talked to Zhenping Yiming very professionally.
Lin Fan said, "Champion, send it well, don't be nervous."
"It seems that we all misunderstood Magic City TV."
"I didn't think it was true, but reality tells me that it is true."