Chapter 115: Miss the ball (2/2)

Huh!

With the gas explosion of a jet, a ball was sprayed out, flying towards Zhou Wen at high speed.

”It is now.” As soon as Feng Qiuyan's heart moved, the wooden knife in her hand wanted to wave out.

He is confident. As long as he waved the knife himself, there would be nothing for Zhou Wen. His speed of shooting is not comparable to that of ordinary students.

However, when Feng Qiuyan raised the practice knife in his hand and wanted to swing the knife, his hand stopped there, and eventually he could not complete the action of swinging the knife. He watched Zhou Wen blow the ball with the practice stick in his hand. Out.

”A coincidence?” Feng Qiuyan frowned at Zhou Wen, seeing that he was still facing away from himself, still holding the stick in one hand and playing the game with the mobile phone in one hand.

However, just when Feng Qiuyan wanted to make a shot, Zhou Wen felt that he was in a good position, blocking all his shots, leaving him no chance to cut the ball to the ball.

It's like a rebound in basketball. Zhou Wen stood in the position of the basketball. Even if others can jump higher than him, it is difficult to grab the ball because of the wrong position.

Zhou Wen's position just now gave Feng Qiuyan such a feeling that he did not have the opportunity to make a knife at all.

”It should be just a coincidence.” Feng Qiuyan thought so, and stared again at the exit.

There are 36 exits of this jet ball machine, which are divided into six rows occupying a length and height of 20 meters. Each exit can be moved in a small range of positions and directions. Various trajectories.

Because the minimum difficulty is set now, only one ball will be ejected at a time, but the position and direction of the ejection are uncertain.

Feng Qiuyan got up his spirit and was ready to grab the spot of the ball before Zhou Wen, so that Zhou Wen could taste the taste of not being able to play the ball.

Huh!

Another ball was sprayed out, Feng Qiuyan saw the direction and position of the ball, and was about to rush forward, but just after the heel was lifted up, he saw that Zhou Wen had gone there, and if he started again, it was too late After half a shot, even if I rushed past, I have lost the best position, just like before, it is impossible to grab Zhou Wen.

”If you want to play, then I will play with you seriously ~~ Feng Qiuyan thinks that Zhou Wen is fighting with him.

And Zhou Wen's attitude while playing games clearly did not put him in his eyes, which made Feng Qiuyan's heart a little annoyed.

Zhou Wen didn't think that much. He heard that someone was nearby, but he didn't know that the person was Feng Qiuyan, and he didn't know that Feng Qiuyan wanted to drive him away. He thought that the driving range here would allow many people to join together. Practice, so I didn't take it to heart, but just hit the spray ball with my hearing and feeling.

The joining of Feng Qiuyan is also an exercise for Zhou Wen.

The mobile game is still copying the ant's nest. Generally, in public places and when there are other people, Zhou Wen only brushes this copy.

Another ball spurted out. Feng Qiuyan had already played 12 points this time, but when he was just starting, he found that Zhou Wen was one step earlier and happened to be in front of him. .

Huh!

The ball was blown out by Zhou Wen again. For three consecutive balls, Feng Qiuyan did not even touch the ball, not even a complete swing.