During recess, at noon and in the evening, Mr. Zhou will take us to play table tennis. But every time we go to the table tennis table first, Miss Zhou always kicks someone down to play instead of her. Every time Mr. Zhou serves, he must clap the ball, grab the ball, repeat the action just now, and then hit the ball. Miss Zhou, if you lose, play the game of high heels. Let him have the knife. In the draw, I served a lob. Miss Zhou tried to shout loudly, but she didn't come to the stage. Teacher Zhou was indignant after going down, thinking, I was beaten by this "rookie"? At this time, I feel like a table tennis player, and no one can stop me. Just when I was elated, I suddenly felt a sense of killing people. I saw Miss Zhou glaring at me. I quickly said that I would not be beaten by a top figure like Miss Zhou. Miss Zhou just smiled. I feel fine. I almost died!
I can see that Miss Zhou is a fake table tennis player!