657 Devil Whispers
In the face of Valentino's retreat, Lan Li shrugged his shoulders, did not continue to be aggressive, but adjusted his posture, stood firm, and then grabbed a ping pong ball from the plastic bucket next to him, gently checked it in the palm of his hand, as if measuring the weight of the ping pong ball, and showed a bright smile to Jessica, "I'm ready." ”
Jessica raised her hand and gestured, all the noise around her settled, and her eyes fell on Lan Li, as if it was really the NBA Finals.
Lan Li quietly adjusted his breathing, let his heartbeat calm down, aimed at the red disposable paper cup, did not over-aim, did not hesitate too much, did not have any distractions, after the wrist stabilized, he threw it directly, and the ping pong ball drew a beautiful curve in the air.
The ping-pong ball slid under the bright sunlight, slammed into the red paper cup, but didn't want to hit the rim of the cup, a ninety-degree bend, in the direction of the trees on the other side, flew straight over, and was finally blocked by the crowd. Everyone let out a sigh of regret to express their chokehold.
Lan Li did not panic at all, three balls, three chances, which means that he can have a chance to experiment, a chance to fail, and a chance to succeed. Even so, he can be tied with Valentino and be invincible. Therefore, the missed first opportunity was completely expected.
But the crowd began to stir, and there were two goals left, which also meant that the chances of victory were reduced by a third, and if the next goal was missed, the last goal would be a failure. The charm of penalty shootouts lies in the fact that there are few opportunities, like dancing on a tightrope connecting thousands of cliffs.
Beer Pong was originally just a simple party game, but now, with the stakes of ten glasses of whiskey and then the three-ball tiebreaker, things get tense and exciting.
The bustling voices were competing to discuss Lan Li's next success chances, but Paul raised his hands high and shouted loudly, "Lan Li, you will win!" The earth-shattering shout made many people laugh, even Jessica, who was nervous.
Jessica couldn't help pinching her palms, but she was sweating. She had just noticed the small card in the red paper cup. To be honest, if you don't look closely, you can't see it at all, and if it weren't for Valentino's third ping-pong ball that popped up too quickly after falling into it, and knocked the jam paper crookedly, Jessica wouldn't have seen it.
Jessica gave Lan Li an anxious look, wanting to interrupt the game directly, but Lan Li calmly gave her a look, signaling her to be calm, but the expression in her chest made her stunned. The age difference between the two is a full round, but now it is more like she is the younger one.
There was a lot of noise around, but Lan Li was not affected in the slightest and was fully engrossed. This made Jessica's nervous mood settle a little, and Paul's voice came, and Jessica suddenly chuckled: Lan Li seems to have this ability, making people believe that he will be able to save the day. Even Jessica knows it's ridiculous.
While thinking, everyone else was nervous to death, but Lan Li was like a leisurely stroll, throwing the second ping pong ball without warning. Seeing the ping-pong ball fly over in a flutter, fall steadily into the paper cup, bounce lightly twice, and then honestly stay in the cup, people reacted.
"Ahh
Valentino's face suddenly tensed, and countless mixed thoughts flashed through his mind, but he didn't have time to think: what does this mean? What is his winning rate? Will Lan Li succeed? Then he saw Lan Li throw the third table tennis ball, which was so abrupt that Valentino held his breath and his eyes firmly pressed against the table tennis ball.
Valentino isn't the only one.
The eyes of everyone around were tightly locked on the table tennis ball, sliding a trajectory in the blue sky, breaking a halo in the sunlight, and even hearing the sound of the breeze blowing in the ears, and then I saw that the table tennis ball fell into the red paper cup as if it was like a swallow returning to its nest, without bouncing, without moving, it fell into the paper cup lightly and accurately.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
"Wow!" everyone cheered in unison, high-fived, jumping, shouting, with the swimming pool as the center, the entire outdoor party was boiling, the earth-shattering shouts even alarmed the peace of the room, people couldn't help but cast their eyes, and then they saw the blue ceremony standing next to the table tennis table, and the stars held the moon.
Lan Li secretly clenched the left fist behind him, but the palm was already wet.
On the surface, he looks confident and confident, but even Michael Jordan can't say he's hitting every shot. There is no such thing as 100% in this world, everything is variable.
Valentino's third pitch, Lan Li also saw the difference, and immediately realized their trick, but the point is that Lan Li's artistic strength is the piano. It's not painting, it's not dancing, it's not writing, it's piano, it's not guitar, it's not violin, it's not trombone, it's piano. The piano that pays the most attention to the combination of rigidity and softness of the wrist, and also pays the most attention to the piano with balanced strength.
As for accuracy. In fact, it is mathematics and physics, the principle of parabola, keeping the breathing steady and the wrist stable, and then calculating the experience of the first and second times, and the third quick shot is logical. The aristocratic education was divided not into the liberal arts but into the natural sciences and the social sciences, both of which had to be involved, but these were all on paper, and the conclusion was that he was lucky today.
"Lan Li! Lan Li!" Paul was the first to rush up, hugged Lan Li hard, smiled brightly, raised his right hand high, and shouted loudly.
Lan Li smiled dumbly, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes, and then saw Jessica on the other side of the table tennis table, she was whistling and coaxing with everyone.
Jessica noticed Lan Li's eyes, smiled more happily, and coaxed more vigorously, but at this moment, she caught a touch of cunning in Lan Li's eyes. Just as Jessica thought she was dazzled, she heard Lan Li shout loudly, "Whiskey!Whiskey!"
One, two...... Gradually, everyone began to shout along with Lan Li, "Whiskey!" The earth-shattering shout made the iron-faced Valentino the focus again. I originally wanted to apply oil to the soles of my feet, but I didn't have time, so I could only walk forward, and my brain began to spin quickly, thinking about how to get out of the current situation.
Ten glasses of whiskey.
Anyone who drinks it will probably faint directly, and may even be poisoned by alcohol. Thinking of this, Valentino's heart jumped, what happened to him just now, why did he nod his head in agreement......? It was as if a demon was whispering in his ear.
Valentino abruptly raised his head and looked at Lan Li, or more precisely, at Paul, trying to beg for mercy. Paul knew that ten glasses of whiskey was just a joke, no one could drink it in one sitting, and if he was not careful, he would have to go to the hospital, so Paul would definitely be soft-hearted. So, if he bowed his head before Paul, he might have been able to escape.
However, after raising his head, he saw Lan Li's calm eyes at a glance, with a decent smile on his face, his mouth opened and closed, and his voice was completely drowned in the noise and jubilation around him, and he couldn't hear it at all, but his mouth was so clear that he would never mispronounce it word by word, "Say hello to Fan on my behalf." ”
Like falling into an ice cave.
All of Valentino's expressions froze on his face, and then he saw that someone was disgusted with not being lively enough, and took ten glasses and lined them up on the table, and took out the whiskey and began to pour it in. Literally, pouring, gurgling, the sound of water, like a drumbeat urging the eardrums, beats on the eardrums.
Lan Li will not be soft-hearted, because he knows that if he changes his position, he will lose in the end, or if he didn't come over just now, and Paul continues to suffer losses, they will definitely not let it go easily.
At the shouts of "whiskey" from the audience, Valentino had to go on the court, and took the glass, one glass, and another glass, and when he drank the third glass, he went to the side and vomited, but after he vomited, he came back and continued to drink; Valentino wanted to escape, how could the party animals at the scene let it go so easily.
So, the party animals stepped forward, and the two of them clamped Valentino's shoulders, and the two of them stood on the ping-pong table, stuffed a plastic hose into Valentino's mouth, connected the other end to the funnel, and then poured the remaining six glasses of whiskey all in one go, forcing Valentino to drink them.
After drinking, Valentino began to roll his eyes, and when he was done, he staggered two steps, and everyone in the audience called Valentino's name as if shouting heroes, but then Valentino fell straight down - poof, fell into the pool, and the scene was full of laughter.
Valentino's companions had long since disappeared without a trace. If it weren't for Lan Li's reminder, people didn't notice that Valentino wouldn't move at all, and he might have drowned, so people scooped Valentino up with all their hands, and then saw Valentino lying on his stomach next to the pool, vomiting in the dark. The vomit immediately made the mint-blue pool water dirty.
The scene was chaotic.
Lan Li had no intention of continuing to fall into the ground, and the chaos on the scene also made the game meaningless, so he said hello to Jessica and helped Paul out of the party.
Placed Paul in the passenger seat of the car, Lan Li picked up the car keys, drove out of Beverly Hills, came to the West Hollywood area on the other side of Santa Monica Boulevard, found the drugstore, bought the sobering potion, returned to the car, handed it to Paul, Paul did not resist, obediently took the potion, and then sat up straight, looked at Lan Li and laughed, but after only a short while, his expression became lonely.