Table tennis: Swinging the racket billions of times, achieving a grand slam

Chapter 142: Keep Winning Until They Shut Up

Watch Li Qian support Zhang Jiahao and quickly leave the room.

Chen Jin was not in a hurry. He took out his mobile phone and watched the live broadcast of the game online.

"Are you still in the mood to watch the game?"

Xie Mingyang frowned slightly, "Aren't you worried about Zhang Jiahao?"

"Nothing to worry about."

Chen Jin smiled and said, "Jiahao is not as fragile as you think."

"What if he is really sent back to the provincial team?"

Xie Mingyang said.

He remembered that when everyone was chatting in Lima, the issue of returning to the provincial team was mentioned, and Zhang Jiahao's attitude was particularly resistant.

Now, if Zhang Jiahao was really sent back to the provincial team, the blow to him can be imagined.

"The National Championships will be held next month. With Jiahao's ability, if he can make it to the national team once, he can make it a second time. After all, he is still young, so he can just treat it as a chance to hone his skills. It's not a bad thing for Jiahao."

Chen Jin took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the bed. "As long as you behave well in front of the coaching staff, and Jiahao is the victim, the coaching staff will naturally be partial to him."

"So, don't worry at all."

Listened to Chen Jin’s analysis.

Xie Mingyang thought about it carefully and there seemed to be nothing wrong.

He shrugged his shoulders slightly, and the expression on his face suddenly relaxed a little.

"Whose game are you watching?"

Xie Mingyang asked.

"Francesca and Zhao Dacheng."

Chen Jin answered casually.

"One of the two will be your opponent tomorrow?"

"Ah."

“Who’s ahead now?”

"The score is tied at 2-2."

"That is to say, the two are at about the same level."

"It felt a bit evenly matched, especially in the last game, which is now tied at 2-2."

Taking advantage of the playback opportunity, Chen Jin looked up at Xie Mingyang and said, "Why don't you go back and rest first?"

"Wait for Li Jiao and Jia Hao to come back, and I'll tell you the result on WeChat."

Xie Mingyang shook his head: "No, it's still early, I'll wait with you."

As he spoke, he walked towards Chen Jin.

Sat down next to Chen Jin.

"what are you doing?"

Chen Jin moved subconsciously.

"Wait for you to watch the game together."

Xie Mingyang said, "Please bring your phone over here."

And so, the two sat side by side and watched the game attentively.

Just as Chen Jin expected.

The match between Francesca and Zhao Dacheng was indeed very tense.

The scores were alternating and the game was very close.

"Zhao Dacheng is also a left-handed horizontal player, and his forehand is pretty good."

"Have you noticed? He likes to retreat to the middle of the table and play against Francesca."

"Could it be because Francesca's pull was too strong and he had to retreat?"

"It's possible. After all, it's just a game. It's hard to tell what's going on."

"Six to five... Zhao Dacheng scored three points in a row. Francesca will probably call a timeout."

Just finished speaking.

Francesca called a timeout as expected.

Taking advantage of the break, Xie Mingyang raised his head and stretched his neck: "Who do you think will advance in this match?"

"It's hard to say right now."

Chen Jin pinched the back of his neck with his backhand, "It's too tiring to sit and watch like this, how about we lie on the bed and watch it?"

"..."

Xie Mingyang glanced at it and said, "I'm not used to lying on other people's beds."

"That's it."

Chen Jin felt helpless.

The key point is that the two of them sit side by side, burying their heads in their phones, and they can't move easily so as not to affect each other and strain their necks.

"By the way, don't you have a phone stand?"

Xie Mingyang frowned.

"I usually watch the game alone, so I don't need a phone stand."

"..."

"The game begins."

Pause back.

"It's over. We didn't win this game. Francesca's mentality is going to collapse."

"Missed serve return...Francesca's mentality is really going to collapse."

"Zhao Dacheng stole the ball, and Francesca went out of bounds... There's something about this Zhao Dacheng."

"A little, but not much. Francesca served two more points to tie the score."

The two of them watched the game, analyzing and commenting on it one after another.

In this match, Francesca and Zhao Dacheng were indeed evenly matched.

Finally, in the fifth game, 13:11.

Zhao Dacheng had the last laugh.

Advance to the next round.

"Your opponent in the quarter-finals is Zhao Dacheng."

After watching the game, Xie Mingyang stood up and stretched his muscles, especially his neck.

"I have to catch up on Zhao Dacheng's previous games tonight."

Chen Jin smiled slightly.

Anyway, for him, no matter who the opponent is, he must make adequate preparations in advance.

Watching previous games and analyzing the opponent's playing habits is a compulsory course.

"Zhao Dacheng is a left-handed horizontal player, and so is Zhang Jiahao."

Xie Mingyang said, "If your left hand doesn't get dizzy, tomorrow's game shouldn't be a problem."

There was a pause.

Xie Mingyang looked at Chen Jin: "After you beat Wang Chuqin, every game you play next will be crucial."

"If we lose, public opinion will backfire and we will be doomed."

There was a hint of worry in his words.

Such a situation is stressful for anyone.

Chen Jin also understood the logic behind this.

Chen Jin raised a smile and looked downcast: "If that's the case, then keep winning until they shut up."

"Didn't the Dragon team also have a 56-game winning streak?"

“I want to break this record and set a new record that no one can break.”

Listening quietly to Chen Jin's words in a calm tone, Xie Mingyang raised his eyebrows.

"Do you want to be the big devil who suppresses the world table tennis world?"

Xie Mingyang raised his chin slightly, "Don't even think about it while I'm here."

"it is good!"

Chen Jin raised his head, "I'm waiting for your challenge."

They looked at each other and there was a brief stalemate.

It's like the sun and the moon shining together.

Then, the two smiled at each other and high-fived in tacit understanding.

In which era has there been no equal in chess?
The twin stars of table tennis!
Two kings and one horse!
The Three Musketeers!
Back then, wasn’t Ma Long’s 56-game winning streak finally ended by Zhang Jike?

Only with opponents can we make progress.

Otherwise, wouldn’t it be lonely to be alone at the top?

"Bang bang bang."

The sudden knock on the door interrupted the atmosphere between the two.

"Finally home?"

Chen Jin walked quickly forward, opened the door and took a look.

It turned out to be Li Qian and Zhang Jiahao.

As soon as he saw Chen Jin, Zhang Jiahao grinned and said, "I'm sorry, Brother Jin, I made you worry."

"I'm not worried."

Chen Jin shrugged and glanced at him, "There's nothing to worry about."

"How about it?"

Xie Mingyang asked, "How did the coaching staff decide?"

"Return to the provincial team."

Li Qian sighed.

This result was expected, but he still felt a lingering fear.

"One-for-one extreme."

Zhang Jiahao smiled and said, "I will go back to the spring and wait for resurrection. Then I will be a brave man again."

"However, Liu Dingshuo has completely disconnected and quit the game."

"This wave is a sure win."

As it turns out, the person who knows Zhang Jiahao's character best is Chen Jin.

Seeing Zhang Jiahao smiling and seemingly unaffected, Xie Mingyang waved his hand and walked out the door: "I'll go back to my room and rest first."

"Wait a moment."

Li Qian suddenly called him.

"Anything else?"

Xie Mingyang looked back.

"I just received a notice from the coaching staff. Starting tomorrow, you will be Chen Jin's sparring partner."

Li Qian said.

"what?"

Xie Mingyang and Chen Jin looked at each other, and saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes. "What about him?"

Xie Mingyang looked at Zhang Jiahao.

"I will report back to the provincial team tomorrow."

Zhang Jiahao grinned and said, "The team will reimburse the transportation and airfare."

"Wow, this treatment is really great."

"All right."

"Master Li, and Mr. Xie, please go back and have a rest. You will be separated from Brother Jin tomorrow. Please don't disturb our world of two."

That’s all.

He pushed Li Qian and Xie Mingyang and sent them out the door.

Close the door.

Zhang Jiahao stood at the door, his eyes lowered, and remained silent for two seconds.

He sniffed and then turned around.

"Brother Jin, you still have a game tomorrow, go to bed early tonight, I won't disturb you."

Zhang Jiahao talked to himself and didn't dare to look at Chen Jin.

He went straight to the bed, curled up on his side, and covered his head tightly with the quilt.

But his body couldn't stop twitching slightly.

See this.

Chen Jin walked forward, sat on the bedside, reached out and gently patted Zhang Jiahao on the back: "What's wrong? Is this what you said before, men don't shed tears easily, they cry under the covers when they have tears?"

"Okay, stop blowing your nose on someone else's hotel sheets."

"When they come to pick up the sheets tomorrow, I think it's something else."

Chen Jin tore off two tissues and said, "There are no outsiders here now, and no one will laugh at you."

Zhang Jiahao then lifted the quilt, but he always turned his back to Chen Jin and reached his hand behind his back.

“Give me a tissue.”

Zhang Jiahao sniffed hard.

I stuffed the tissue into his palm, and then I heard the sound of Zhang Jiahao blowing his nose hard.

"its not right."

Zhang Jiahao turned around, his eyes were red and swollen, and his eyes were full of tears. "Wouldn't it look more like it if you used a tissue?"

"Throw it over to me, it's mine."

Chen Jin smiled.

"No!"

Zhang Jiahao wiped his eyes, sniffed again, and said firmly, "Everyone is responsible for their own actions, and they must not implicate their brothers."

"Brother Jin."

Zhang Jiahao looked at Chen Jin, his eyes showing worry and self-blame, "Will my incident affect your game tomorrow?"

"of course not."

Chen Jin patted Zhang Jiahao's shoulder gently, signaling him not to worry.

"Brother Jin, I'm really scared."

"Tell me how much pressure you are under right now. What if your game is affected by me? I, I..."

As Zhang Jiahao spoke, tears suddenly welled up in his eyes uncontrollably.

Tears flowed freely.

Although he usually smiles and acts nonchalantly, seemingly not serious at all, he knows very well in his mind.

For Chen Jin, winning the competition against Wang Chuqin made him famous overnight, but at the same time he also came under tremendous pressure.

From then on, countless people would hold magnifying glasses and closely watch Chen Jin's every move.

Chen Jin cannot afford to lose in the next matches, especially tomorrow's match.

If he loses, the backlash from public opinion might even ruin Chen Jin’s career.

The pressure was so great that as a brother, not only did I fail to help, but I caused such a thing.

After Zhang Jiahao calmed down, his heart was filled with guilt and fear.

"Don't worry, bro."

Chen Jin took a deep breath and handed two tissues to Zhang Jiahao, "Do you still doubt my ability?"

"I never doubted it."

Zhang Jiahao said, "I'm just afraid..."

"I will win this competition and prove to you that your worries are completely unnecessary."

Chen Jin patted his shoulder and said, "When I get the bonus, I'll give you half."

"I do not want."

Zhang Jiahao shook his head. "Just treat me to a meal... no, two hotpot meals will do."

"Don't just say two meals, I'll treat you to twenty meals."

Chen Jin said, "Speaking of hot pot, I'm hungry. How about going for a midnight snack?"

Originally, after the game, everyone went to the restaurant because Chen Jin wanted to have a midnight snack.

But this kind of thing happened.

"Blame me……"

Zhang Jiahao started to blame himself again.

"here we go again."

Chen Jin stood up and said, "Wash your face and have a midnight snack."

"Okay!"

Zhang Jiahao wiped his eyes with his hands, took a deep breath, and jumped up.

"Ouch--"

Zhang Jiahao suddenly cried out in pain.

"what happened?"

Chen Jin asked hurriedly.

"waist."

Zhang Jiahao bared his teeth and took a deep breath, "I was kicked by Liu Dingsuo."

"Do you want to go to the hospital for a checkup?"

Chen Jin's eyes darkened slightly.

"Need not."

Zhang Jiahao slowly stood up and smiled, "I asked the team doctor, and he said it's nothing serious, just eat two more hotpot meals and you'll be fine."

"Which team doctor said that? I'll go ask him."

Chen Jin couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"I'm not sure, I just know his last name is Zhang."

Zhang Jiahao grinned, "We're leaving tomorrow. Help me to the restaurant so we can eat our fill all at once."

Immediately, Chen Jin supported Zhang Jiahao and walked towards the door.

open the door.

Chen Jin and Zhang Jiahao were both stunned.

But Li Qian and Xie Mingyang were standing outside the door and had not left.

He looked at Zhang Jiahao with a smile.

"You... you..."

Zhang Jiahao was stunned.

"Oh my, look at these eyes, they are red, swollen and watery."

Li Qian laughed and said, "Did anyone cry just now?"

"No!"

Zhang Jiahao snorted and turned his head away, "If you don't believe me, ask Brother Jin."

"Cough cough."

Chen Jin coughed twice.

"Perjury is against the law."

Xie Mingyang said.

"Okay, I admit that Jiahao did cry just now."

Chen Jin smiled.

"Brother Jin, you..."

Zhang Jiahao wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

I originally thought that Li Qian and Xie Mingyang had already gone back to their room to rest.

How could he have imagined that these two shameless people had been hiding outside the door and had not left.

“But that’s greedy.”

Chen Jin changed the subject and said, "Jiahao will leave Macau tomorrow. Thinking about the food in the hotel, I immediately cried with greed."

"He insisted on dragging me along to the restaurant for a midnight snack."

As expected, you are Brother Jin, you understand me!

Zhang Jiahao quickly said, "Yes, yes, yes. Even if I cried, I would cry out of greed."

"Xie Mingyang and I had guessed it a long time ago."

Li Qian laughed and said, "You must go out and show off your stuff to vent your anger."

"So, we haven't left yet, just waiting for you to see how long you can hold it in."

Xie Mingyang glanced at his phone and said, "It's not bad. I only held it in for thirteen minutes. It's not too long."

"Mr. Xie, don't be too proud."

Zhang Jiahao curled his lips and said, "You still owe me a meal."

"I always remember it."

Xie Mingyang nodded and said, "When you return to the national team, I will treat you one day."

"Don't play tricks on me."

Zhang Jiahao said, "Not only did they invite me, but also Brother Jin and Teacher Li."

"Don't worry, I'll treat you all together when the time comes."

Xie Mingyang said.

"It's a word."

"A word is settled!"

　Sorry for the late update, I was not in good condition this morning.

　　Same old rules, +2K tomorrow.

　　Mainly because of yesterday... MD, I lost every game I watched.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)