The big devil in table tennis

Chapter 1 The handsome non-mainstream boy
"Fly for grandpa!"

"It's a bit of a trick, and the bull's head is also equipped with a teleportation? Let me fly again, the archmage is silent, can you still run? Keep flying, let you snatch my bull's head, do you still want to grab it? Do you still want to grab it?"

The boy with a cigarette in his mouth flapped his hands. The sound of the keyboard and mouse is not loud under his operation, but the frequency is very fast. With the recording software in the upper right corner, the APM is as high as 260.

Behind the sofa where he was sitting, there were a few spectators standing, including adults and youthful-looking faces, but no one made a sound, they were all engrossed in staring at the screen, for fear of affecting the boy's operation.

Even standing in the air and being smoked, the boy who looked like a high school student was unwilling to move for fear of missing details.

"Dengdengdengdeng..."

At this moment, Nokia's classic ringtone rang, and the high-playing teenager in front of the computer was shocked, and the opponent seized the opportunity by slipping his hand.

Several heroes who belonged to the boy on the screen were accused to death. The boy muttered, let go of the mouse with his right hand and quickly picked up the phone, put it between his ears, and began to crackle and operate the keyboard and mouse in an attempt to make a final resistance. Unfortunately, everything was wrong. In vain, the opportunity for a master to fight is only in the blink of an eye.

"Yuyu, I'm in an Internet cafe, and I'm being abused in the billiard hall again? I'm almost done with this game, so I'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, the boy saw that the heroes on the screen were all being named, feeling agitated for no reason.

Prepare to go to the billiard hall to play well and kill the Quartet later.

Just when he was thinking about how to lose quickly without losing face.

The chat on the left side of the screen began to scroll, and the opponent kept typing.

[Chenghai single-handed maniac]: "Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter, you can even break your skills, does it affect your reaction speed if you masturbate too much?" Seeing this anger, the young man immediately slammed the keyboard to fight back.

[1V1DJ boy]: "Don't be crazy, I'm calling, otherwise you wouldn't have a chance. I just have something to do today, so stop calling."

[Chenghai heads-up maniac]: "I'm going to lose and pretend to be okay? I've used this trick since I was in the third grade of elementary school. I don't feel like using it after I graduate from elementary school, because people with normal IQ can see through it."

[1V1DJ boy]: "Fuck your mother, my friend called me to scare me and cut off my skills. He has something urgent to do. Let's do it today and make an appointment when we have time."

[Chenghai heads-up maniac]: "Okay, send me a text message when the time comes, my store is not busy anyway."

The audience saw that there was no excitement, and immediately dispersed.

Several people returned to their seats and clicked on Haofang, as if watching the masters playing games made their hands itchy.

Several boys who looked like high school students were not in a hurry to get on the plane, but instead discussed in low voice: "That is Yinzhen, right? I remember that is his ID."

"Stupid, the Warcraft ID is not random."

"But, but their operation is so powerful, it must be Yinzhen, I have seen his video!"

"Yes, I think so too. It's amazing. That brother can fight Yinzhen back and forth. He seems to have graduated from our school."

"It should be. I remember him. He is also very good at basketball. He is also on the football school team. He is very strong in sports. He is good at playing games. He is really amazing."

The boy who just said that he might be impersonating waved his hand impatiently: "Hurry up and get on the plane, I don't have time to wait for a long time after watching it. My mother and I told him to come out for tutoring, and we have to go home at 4 o'clock."

At this time, the teenager who was watched just now cast a disdainful glance at the juniors who lied to their parents, and how to lie to their parents?High school sophomores just can't do it.

He tidied up a bit, got up and remembered his phone, turned his head and walked towards the door with his horse on his shoulders, then turned his head and shouted to the girl at the bar: "Sister, help me get the card off."

"Okay, how about leaving so early?"

"I have something to do today, or I will definitely wait for you to take over before leaving. I will be in a good mood when I see you."

"loquacious."

The girl at the bar covered her mouth and smiled and waved her hands, as if she was impatient, if she wasn't smiling.

Walking out of the Internet cafe, looking back at the floor-to-ceiling glass with colorful posters of CS Warcraft and other games, the young man felt as if he had passed away.

Although it is only separated by a wall, the Internet cafe is completely different from the outside world.

The afternoon sun made him squint his eyes, and his moderately large eyes became a line.

The purple middle-length hair goes over the ears and eyebrows, trembles and trembles when walking, the feet rise 1 meters, and the feet fall 8 meters. Passers-by see this pair of respect, and all shake their heads, unable to accept this "new new human being" ".

But if you take a closer look, although the boy's eyes are not big, they are piercing, as if he can speak, and there is a layer of mist in his watery eyes under the inner eyelids. If you look closely, you will be attracted by this natural melancholy temperament.

There is a mole under the left eye, and the mole under the eye is called a mole of tears. The old man said that this kind of person has a delicate mind, a bumpy sound, and is very sad, so it is called a mole of tears.

Ji Dong was disdainful of this. When he first heard this statement, he was still in middle school and wrote "My fate is up to me" on the schoolbag.

Occasionally, when a few well-behaved students saw Lin Yi's honor, they immediately moved out of the way, and carefully whispered: "Non-mainstream."

It's just that he found that the female classmate who went to the cram school together didn't respond, and when he saw the girl was still staring at the "non-mainstream", the "good baby" secretly scolded girls for being superficial and just like little ruffians.

Lin Yi has a straight nose, red lips and white teeth. With his talking eyes, he has a good facial features.

It's just that the hairstyle is not neat, so few people will observe him carefully.

After all, this kind of appearance usually consists of several people riding a broken motorcycle, playing Martian text on the Internet, and occasionally going to crowded places to dance ghost steps, or bring lime.

"Liu Yiyang, let's go, sooner or later there will be tutoring."

The student who looked like a "good baby" reminded me aloud, and the girl looked away reluctantly.

……

Yingtu Internet Cafe and Signature Billiards Hall are both on the pedestrian street, not far away, and it takes only a few minutes to walk quickly.

All kinds of milk tea shops, Japanese-style simple meals, and foreign fast food along the way are still fresh in this era. Just a few slices of quick-frozen fat beef topped with some foreign-named sauce can sell for a dozen or 20 yuan. They don’t even give away the miso soup, which is like washing pot water. The sales are quite popular, and the store is full of young couples who are hungry from shopping and high school students who don’t care about money for tutoring lunches.Ji Dong glanced at it in disgust, and stepped a little faster.

Ji Dong just doesn't like to follow trends, but he doesn't know that excessively avoiding all trendy elements is no different from catching up with trends, they are all used to flaunt his own personality.The petty bourgeois youth who listened to Avril Lavigne and Jacky Cheung did not distinguish between high and low.

He despises those guys who like to join in the fun and follow trends, but he doesn't know that he is also an object of dislike in the eyes of those people.

This is the case when you look at each other and hate each other.Of course, in the eyes of parents, neither of the two kinds of people is a good child. After all, all things are inferior and only studies are high.

(End of this chapter)