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Chapter 143 Advance to the semi-finals! Wang Hao: Being Chen Jin's off-court coach, maybe I can

Chapter 143 Advance to the semi-finals! Wang Hao: Being Chen Jin's off-court coach, maybe I can live a few more years (6K)

9 month 13 day.

Macau Championship, fifth day of competition.

1/4 finals.

Chen Jin's match was scheduled to be the last one.

Estimated time: 8:15.

Opponent, Cho Dae-sung of South Korea.

The daytime training plan is extremely sufficient.

Since Zhang Jiahao had already gone to the airport early this morning, Chen Jin's sparring partner was replaced by Xie Mingyang.

When the two were in Lima, they often practiced with each other and exchanged experiences.

Although they have known each other for a short time, they have a great understanding.

No worse than Zhang Jiahao.

Forehand pull, backhand tear, forehand and backhand conversion, pull the ball at random points...

Li Qian stood by with his arms folded across his chest, watching the two people training quietly.

"If I had their forehand and backhand, I wouldn't have stayed in the second team and couldn't even get into the first team."

Li Qian was filled with emotion, "Alas, it's all tears if I talk too much."

“Maybe this is fate.”

In competitive sports, talent has always determined the upper limit.

Chicken soup like “diligence can make up for lack of talent” is only based on talent.

With Li Qian's level, he naturally couldn't provide any guidance to improve Chen Jin's training.

Most of the time, they just stand aside and act as mascots.

As for the one who supervised Chen Jin's training...

What a joke! Chen Jin is very self-conscious and never slacks off during training.

Compared to Chen Jin, he, as a temporary coach, needs more supervision.

If Wang Hao hadn't stayed at the scene all the time, inspecting the team members' training situation.

Li Qian had already sneaked into the toilet to play with his cell phone.

"No wonder he is the head coach of the men's table tennis team. My awareness is so damn low."

But seeing Wang Haoru strolling towards him slowly, Li Qian quickly withdrew his thoughts.

Now, Lin Gaoyuan and Wang Chuqin have been eliminated.

Only Chen Jin, Lin Shidong and Liang Jingkun were left.

Relatively speaking, Lin Shidong and Liang Jingkun have participated in many international competitions and have rich experience.

Although Chen Jin made it to the quarter-finals, it was his first time participating in a competition of this level.

Wang Hao was more concerned.

Moreover, during the conversation last night, Liu Guoliang seemed to be interested in cultivating Chen Jin.

Exactly what I meant.

Of course, as the head coach of the men's table tennis team, he is far from being able to do whatever he wants. Some things cannot be done openly.

Took a tour around the venue.

He stood by and watched Lin Shidong and Liang Jingkun's training, and gave some pointers.

Then, seemingly nonchalantly, he walked towards Chen Jin.

"Coach Wang."

Li Qian hurriedly greeted him.

"Teacher Li."

Wang Hao smiled and nodded, "I will be Chen Jin's off-field coach tonight, you take a rest."

"Okay."

Li Qian couldn't ask for more.

He knew that today's game was particularly crucial for Chen Jin.

He knew his own capabilities very well, but he was the only one holding Chen Jin back.

Just when he was worried, Wang Hao took the initiative to take over the off-field coaching job, and Li Qian was of course overjoyed.

"correct."

Wang Hao asked again, "How is the situation with Zhang Jiahao?"

"He sent me a message about ten minutes ago, saying he had just boarded the plane."

As he spoke, Li Qian was about to take out his cell phone.

"no need."

Wang Hao waved his hand, "Zhang Jiahao's back injury?"

"It's nothing serious."

Li Qian said, "I found a team doctor last night and gave him two massages. When I sent him to the airport this morning, he was jumping around like a monkey on Mount Emei."

"That's good."

Wang Hao smiled.

He was chatting with Li Qian, but his eyes never left Chen Jin's training.

"How long have you been practicing?"

Wang Hao said, "Let them rest for a while."

"I want to talk to Chen Jin about something."

Knowing that Wang Hao wanted to give personal instruction, Li Qian quickly stopped the training and called Chen Jin over.

Wiping his sweat with a towel, Chen Jin's breathing was a little heavy. He walked over and said, "Coach Wang."

"I took a look and it looks good. Keep it up."

Wang Hao smiled.

"Thank you, Coach Wang."

Chen Jin knew that Wang Hao called him over alone not to chat.

Obviously he has something to explain.

After looking at Li Qian, Wang Hao remained silent.

Li Qian understood immediately: "You guys chat slowly, I'm going to the bathroom first."

Having said this, he quickly walked away.

Looking at Li Qian's receding back, Wang Hao whispered, "Our coaching staff has already investigated Zhang Jiahao's case, and it was indeed Liu Dingsuo who started it first."

"But Zhang Jiahao did start fighting. According to the team's rules, fighting among team members is a serious matter, so he can only be sent back to the provincial team."

"Don't think too much, just focus on the game."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the relationship between Chen Jin and Zhang Jiahao.

With the competition approaching, Wang Hao is worried that Chen Jin's mentality will be affected.

"I see."

Chen Jin nodded and said, "Please rest assured, Coach Wang."

Wang Hao patted Chen Jin on the shoulder, paused for a moment, and said slowly, "Do you remember what I told you about the BJ Grand Slam?"

"remember."

Chen Jin's heart moved slightly, "Is there any change?"

"Correct."

Wang Hao smiled, "Last night, Coach Liu discussed with our coaching staff and decided that if you can win the Macau Championship this time, you won't have to play in the qualifying rounds for the BJ Grand Slam."

Compared with the Macau Championship.

BJ Grand Slam, both the points and the prize money are higher and more generous.

Not only are there many world table tennis masters.

Even Ma Taki will participate in the competition.

Is this another incentive method for participating in the competition?
It can be considered as the right medicine for the disease, because Chen Jin falls for it.

What's more, the championship was his goal.

“Thank you coaching staff.”

Chen Jin's eyes were firm, "I will definitely do my best."

"come on."

Wang Hao smiled and looked at Xie Mingyang who was resting on the sidelines.

"At first I didn't know that your opponent today was Zhao Dacheng, otherwise I would have asked Lin Gaoyuan to be your sparring partner."

After all, Lin Gaoyuan, like Zhao Dacheng, is a left-handed horizontal player.

"But then I thought, you are more familiar with Xie Mingyang, so it will be easier for you to train with him."

Wang Hao said, "Xie Mingyang is also a rare talent. It would be a good thing for you to communicate more."

From what he said, it was obvious that he also had high expectations for Xie Mingyang.

"Let's talk about your opponent tonight, Zhao Dacheng."

Wang Hao continued, "He has a fast pace, a good forehand, and is fierce in fighting. He especially likes to attack from the side..."

Fast pace?
Good forehand?
Fighting fiercely?
Why does this style of play sound so familiar?
Coach Wang, did you suddenly think of an old friend from the Korean team?
As is Chen Jin's habit, he doesn't like to fight an unprepared battle.

Therefore, after having supper last night and returning to his room, he looked up Zhao Dacheng's previous games, analyzed his playing style, and summarized his experience.

Although Zhao Dacheng's world ranking is not very high, he is ranked outside the top 20.

But in the South Korean team, he is second only to Jang Woo-jin.

Young and capable.

Just like Wang Hao said, forehand fighting is especially fierce.

Although it is a horizontal board, it does have some of Ryu Seungmin's style back then.

Next.

Wang Hao also pointed out to Chen Jin some details about how to change the backhand stalemate into a straight line.

Seeing that Chen Jin had mastered it, he walked away with satisfaction.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Shuanglin will play against each other.

Lin Shidong defeated Lin Yun-ju with a score of 3:0 and advanced to the semi-finals first.

This means that if Chen Jin can defeat Zhao Dacheng, his next opponent will be Lin Shidong.

The first showdown between the new generation of Chinese table tennis players!

And the lower half.

Liang Jingkun lost the game and lost to Qiu Dang with a score of 2:3.

Chen Jin and Xie Mingyang went to the scene in person to watch the match between Qiu Dang and Liang Jingkun.

It must be said that Qiu Dang is in hot form.

Despite Zhang's violent play, which saw all of Liang Jingkun's shots below the neck hit, he still failed to penetrate Qiu Dang's defense.

"Qiu Dang is in good condition."

Chen Jin is looking forward to it more and more, "Maybe I can really make it to the finals."

Of course, it is useless for Qiu Dang to reach the finals.

He himself is the key.

time flies.

Soon it was already half past nine in the evening.

A little later than expected.

The game hasn't started yet.

The entry "Chen Jin VS Zhao Dacheng" suddenly appeared on the hot search list half an hour in advance.

on the square.

There is both ridicule and encouragement.

It's more about watching a show.

Douyin, Xuperman live broadcast room.

Xu Xin and Cheng Jingqi will start broadcasting ahead of schedule.

"We have our own new straight-blade players in the national table tennis team, and they are playing with foreign players, so we must support them."

Xu Xin looked at the comments in the live broadcast room and asked, "Replicate Chen Jin's backhand side-cut from far away yesterday?"

"We replayed it today, but unfortunately, we were not able to carve it out."

This statement came out.

There was an uproar in the barrage.

"Is that backhand side-cut so difficult? Even Master Xin can't replicate it?"

"Brother Xin, you are starting to become a little incomplete."

"Being recognized by Huang Jin Zuo Zhi, it seems that this straight-blade newcomer really has something."

……

Looking at the barrage of comments that kept coming out in the live broadcast room, Xu Xin smiled and said, "Don't worry, everyone. If there is a chance, I will invite Chen Jin to come in person and replicate it on the spot."

"Brother Xin, didn't you say yesterday that you were going to ask Brother Hao for Chen Jin's contact information?"

Cheng Jingqi asked, "No further news?"

"Brother Hao said that he doesn't have any for the time being."

Xu Xin spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders slightly, "We can only wait until they finish the game."

While talking.

The game officially begins.

With the host's passionate introduction, Chen Jin and Zhao Dacheng entered the venue one after another.

"Chen Jin."

"come on!"

Unexpectedly.

As soon as Chen Jinfu came on stage, cheers from the audience were heard.

Follow the sound.

Compared to yesterday's game, there were indeed fewer spectators.

But there are also more cheering cards for Chen Jin.

"Is it so soon that there are fans coming to watch me play?"

Chen Jin thought, "No, these should all be national table tennis fans."

With a smile on his face, he waved to the audience.

Walk quickly to the rest area.

Wang Hao had been waiting for a long time.

Prior to this, he had provided off-court coaching to Lin Shidong and Liang Jingkun respectively.

This is the third game.

Lin Shidong's match was actually okay, and he won cleanly.

however.

Wang Hao almost had a heart attack watching Liang Jingkun fight against Qiu Dang.

As a master of straight-blade horizontal hitting, Liang Jingkun, who was in charge of the sidelines, still lost to Qiu Dang.

If he wasn't concerned about his status, Wang Hao would have wanted to go on court with his racket in hand.

Even at this moment, Wang Hao still had some shadow in his heart that had not yet dissipated.

"I hope Chen Jin won't give me too much worry in this match."

Wang Hao prayed secretly in his heart.

Standing by, I watched Chen Jin take out a towel and pack up his things.

"When you get on the court later, don't be nervous. Follow your own pace and test your opponent first."

Wang Hao warned before the game, "You have to remember that Zhao Dacheng, like Wang Chuqin, also holds the racket with his left hand."

"Go up and try to suppress his backhand. Don't be afraid if he gets a forehand. He can't hit you at all."

"You don't even have to retreat from the table. Just compete with him in the first three shots. His serve and return are average."

"If he hits you with his forehand and backhand diagonally, you should be bold and hit him straight. It doesn't matter if you make a mistake."

"Pay attention to the connection."

“Get excited and mobilize.”

"come on!"

Wang Hao clapped his hands vigorously to cheer Chen Jin on.

When he returned to the competition venue, Chen Jin no longer felt the same nervousness as before.

Becoming more calm.

Came to the referee and shook hands with Zhao Dacheng.

Toss a coin to guess who will go first.

Zhao Dacheng got the serve in the first game.

As usual, sparring before the game.

At this level, the power framework for forehand and backhand pulls is similar.

It is no longer possible to get a glimpse of the opponent's level in the game.

It's more for warming up and getting familiar with the elasticity of the opponent's racket rubber.

0: 0.

Zhao Dacheng served first.

Midline, side down.

Reverse rotation.

Although he had seen many of the opponent's games, Chen Jin did not dare to act rashly in their first encounter.

So, just swing it short.

On the contrary, Zhao Dacheng wanted to seize the initiative of the attack right from the start.

Step up quickly and twist and pull.

"laugh!"

Eat and turn the net.

Chen Jin's shot was short, with particularly delicate hands and a sneaky addition of spin.

It is definitely not something that Zhao Dacheng can force to twist in such a hurry. 0:1.

Although Zhao Dacheng made a mistake in the first ball, he remained calm and was not affected at all.

Then, serve with forehand.

Still below the center line.

Chen Jin plays short.

Half-released.

Zhao Dacheng slid sideways and threw a high forehand shot.

This ball was of very high quality in terms of both rotation and arc.

It is never a good idea to act rashly.

However, Chen Jin lowered his body, adjusted his feet, and pulled back at low altitude.

Your lob is very spinning.

Sorry, my counter pull is more rotating than yours.

Also, the arc is lower.

Zhao Dacheng obviously didn't expect that Chen Jin could actually turn and pull back.

If other players faced this ball, they might have already hit it with their backhand.

However, doing so will most likely result in the ball not being able to suppress the arc and going out of bounds.

Chen Jin's counter-pull tests his hand feel even more.

but.

When it comes to competing with others in terms of touch, Chen Jin has never lost.

"laugh--"

Although the ball that Chen Jin hit back was not fast and had little power, it had a particularly strong rotation.

more importantly.

The arc was low and flat, almost touching the net, and flew past.

The landing point is also very short.

It's impossible to get started at all.

It would be difficult for Zhao Dacheng to pull the ball back with his strength.

In desperation, I could only take a light ride.

The moment the racket face touches the ball.

The strong rotation made Zhao Dacheng feel a chill in his chest:
“This way?”

Unable to control, the ball flew out of bounds.

"Whoo~"

Zhao Dacheng curled his lips.

Yesterday, he also watched the match between Chen Jin and Wang Chuqin.

I am deeply impressed by Chen Jin’s playing style.

As a newcomer, he was able to unexpectedly defeat the world's number one.

Enough to attract the attention of the entire table tennis world.

Therefore, Zhao Dacheng and his coach found Chen Jin's previous game videos overnight and analyzed and studied them carefully.

Finally came to a conclusion.

——Do your best in tomorrow’s game!

It can be seen from Chen Jin’s previous games that although he is not very old, his forehand and backhand strength and speed are amazing.

Whether it is the first three shots or the forehand and backhand defense and attack, there is almost no blind spot on the table.

It's hard to find any breakthrough.

Of course, Zhao Dacheng did not lose his fighting spirit because of this.

The charm of competitive sports lies in the fact that the outcome is uncertain and everything is possible.

"As long as I play my own rhythm well, I may win."

But the first two balls were clearly out of his rhythm.

"Take your time. Don't rush."

Zhao Dacheng lowered his body and kept reminding himself in his heart.

2: 0.

Chen Jin took the ball.

Hook shot to the side.

Zhao Dacheng intends to try out Chen Jin's backhand attack ability.

So, a straight line was cut.

It fell into Chen Jin's backhand position.

Chen Jin rushed forward with his backhand.

"Chance!"

After Zhao Dacheng hit the long ball, he predicted in advance and retreated from the table at an extremely fast speed.

What we are waiting for is Chen Jin's backhand attack.

After all, Zhao Dacheng holds the racket with his left hand.

Chen Jin hit the ball with his backhand, and the ball was most likely to land diagonally.

And this position happens to be Zhao Dacheng's forehand area.

The field expands!

How can we easily miss the opportunity?

"Snapped!"

Zhao Dacheng stood still and rushed forward with his forehand.

It was like a sudden burst of thunder.

The ping-pong ball rushed towards Chen Jin's backhand diagonal line with extremely fast momentum.

"Well come."

Chen Jin took two steps back, bent his legs slightly, and pushed his body's center of gravity forward.

Keep your chest and abdomen tucked in, and your forearms brought inward.

Keep your fingers and wrists relaxed.

The moment of hitting the ball.

The muscles in my legs are as tight as iron.

All the strength in the body suddenly burst out.

Backhand blast.

The racket in his hand, like a scimitar, drew a semicircle in front of him and flew out.

"Snapped!"

The sound of the ball hitting the ground is like thunder.

He blocked Zhao Dacheng's forehand attack with all his strength and tore it back.

"So strong."

Knowing the power of Chen Jin's backhand, Zhao Dacheng could only retreat to the table to relieve the force.

Forehand backhand to the middle.

Targeting the landing point, Chen Jin quickly switched to his forehand and rushed diagonally.

"Xiba!"

Zhao Dacheng's expression changed slightly.

Dive to the backhand position.

It’s a pity that it was still half a step too late.

3: 0.

After winning the game, Chen Jin, as the person involved, just clenched his fist silently.

Wang Hao behind him had already jumped up, clenched his fists, and roared angrily.

"Cuo Le!"

"Zhu--"

The emotional value is full.

There was also applause from the audience.

"Xiba."

Zhao Dacheng frowned and looked at Chen Jin, "His backhand is really strong. He was able to tear apart my forehand burst."

Not only did he use his backhand to counter his proud forehand, he even forced him to retreat from the table.

"Don't panic, don't rush."

"No matter how strong the opponent is, there will be flaws."

"Hold still."

"Zhu--"

Zhao Dacheng jumped a few times on the spot, shouted a few times, and encouraged himself.

Then, he bent down.

His eyes were like an eagle's, staring at Chen Jin's ball.

Still a hook shot.

Predicting the landing point, Zhao Dacheng took a step forward and quickly inserted his right leg under the table.

Lower your shoulders and raise your elbows.

Backhand twist.

Go straight to Chen Jin's center.

Chen Jin seemed to have guessed Zhao Dacheng's landing point and route long ago.

Slide sideways and charge with your forehand.

"Snapped!"

The force was like thunder and the wrath was raging.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jin was so ferocious.

Zhao Dacheng hurriedly returned to defend the backhand position.

boom!
The small ping-pong ball was like a heavy truck running at high speed, rushing towards him.

Hit the racket hard.

The extremely powerful impact force made Zhao Dacheng feel a shock in his palm.

"Oh, shit!"

Zhao Dacheng's expression changed again.

The fierce force and strong rotation instantly penetrate the core of the racket.

Zhao Dacheng didn't even have time to exert any strength.

The ball bounced back and hit the net.

0: 4.

"You can't fight the first three boards! You can't fight the first three boards! You can't fight three boards!"

Zhao Dacheng was very upset, "I will definitely lose the first three rounds against Chen Jin."

"The only way I can survive is to fight him forehand."

Think of this.

Zhao Dacheng caught the ping-pong ball thrown by the referee: "We must grasp these two serves well."

When in doubt, just grow up secretly!
Chen Jin's backhand was blocked by a long ball, and he had no choice but to hit it lightly.

Seeing that Chen Jin's return was of poor quality, Zhao Dacheng's eyes suddenly filled with murderous intent.

Quickly turn sideways and adjust your stance.

Keep your feet firmly on the ground and use your right hand to exert force as if cracking a whip.

Explosive rush in a straight line.

The power, rotation and placement are all perfect.

If it were any other player, perhaps this ball would have led to a direct score.

pity.

His opponent is Chen Jin.

The figure flashed.

Like a cheetah hunting, Chen Jin flew to his forehand and forced the ball to hit the target diagonally.

I have to say that Zhao Dacheng's pace is indeed very fast.

Flash to the backhand position and tear back.

"Snapped!"

……

The two men ran all over the table, fighting with forehands at lightning pace.

but.

Zhao Dacheng is in the middle and long distance.

However, Chen Jin always stayed in the middle and near the table and hit the ball faster.

"Snapped!"

As Chen Jin adjusted the ball with one hand, the angle was so big that Zhao Dacheng couldn't get into position in time.

Lose another goal.

"Cuo Le!"

"Zhu--"

Wang Hao clenched his fists and roared.

"Whether it's the first three shots or the forehand and backhand attacks, Zhao Dacheng is no match for Chen Jin."

"As long as Chen Jin doesn't make mistakes next time, if nothing unexpected happens, we'll win the game."

Unsurprisingly.

In just six minutes.

The first game is over.

11: 2.

Ruthless crush.

After the match between Liang Jingkun and Qiu Dang in the afternoon.

At this moment, the haze in Wang Hao's heart finally dissipated completely.

Just one word: cool!

But when he saw Chen Jin coming off the stage, Wang Hao quickly picked up the water bottle, stood up and greeted him with a smile.

"Fight well, just fight like that."

Wang Hao had a kind face, "When receiving the serve, you don't even have to play it short, just hit his backhand long ball and add spin."

"Wait for him to pull up, then you can just slam the ball towards his forehand. No matter how good his footwork is, if he takes a few more steps, he will make a mistake."

"However, Zhao Dacheng will definitely step up his fight in the second round."

"Don't be afraid. Go for it firmly. Hit harder. You have to be more aggressive than him. Don't think that I can defend against his blows. You have to be more ruthless."

"It doesn't matter if he charges at you. His mass can't penetrate you."

Facing the opponent's fighting ball.

Wang Hao's idea is the same as Chen Jin's, which is to fight violence with violence.

In the eyes of two people.

Defense means being passive, and being passive will lead to being beaten.

Of course, the reason why Wang Hao let Chen Jin take the lead was that he found through the first game that Chen Jin's playing style was enough to beat Zhao Dacheng.

Anyway, it’s not like you can’t beat the opponent, so why give him a chance?
Next game.

Everything is under Chen Jin's control.

Whether it was the first three shots, forehand attacks, or backhand attacks, Zhao Dacheng was always at a disadvantage and was beaten without any chance to fight back.

What's even scarier is.

In the second game, he put all his effort into it and wanted to fight like crazy.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jin was even crazier than him.

Kill directly through with great momentum.

The whole place was filled with Wang Hao's "Cuo Le" roar of venting anger.

Zhao Dacheng's mentality completely collapsed.

Afterwards, the defeat was disastrous.

11: 1.

11: 3.

Chen Jinbing won without any bloodshed, with a score of 3:0, another sweep.

Successfully advanced to the semi-finals!
easy!

This game was definitely the easiest for Wang Hao as an off-court coach.