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

Chapter 145 Chen Jin vs. Lin Shidong, the strongest showdown between the new generation of national table tennis players! (6K)

"It's almost half past eleven, why aren't you going to bed yet?"

After placing the cell phone on the bedside table and arranging all the items neatly, Xie Mingyang turned his head and looked at Chen Jin.

Ever since he moved in, the two of them have been almost immersed in their own world.

Wash up, lift weights, play with your phone...

Everyone does their own thing and does not interfere with each other.

Not even much talking.

It's like an old couple who have been together for decades but just fell into a cold war.

It was extremely quiet in the room.

It was not until this time that Xie Mingyang spoke, breaking the silence between them.

"Are you still watching Lin Shidong's game?"

Although I have known Chen Jin for a short time, we have lived together for a period of time, so I have some understanding of Chen Jin's habits.

"Ah."

Chen Jin didn't even lift his eyelids, staring intently, with a serious expression, "There's only a little left, finish reading it."

"Are you going to bed?"

Xie Mingyang rested his arms on the pillow, his eyes slightly closed: "I should be able to hold on for a while longer."

"Excuse me."

Chen Jin apologized, "The last two balls, very quickly."

"fine."

After a pause, Xie Mingyang asked, "After watching for so long, have you figured out anything?"

"Very strong."

Chen Jin nodded slightly, "He is a formidable opponent."

Moreover, Lin Shidong made rapid progress.

Compared to previous games.

In this Macau Championship, Lin Shidong's performance was obviously much more stable.

Be firm in your actions and decisive in your killings.

"He is definitely strong, otherwise the coaching staff wouldn't have given him so many opportunities."

Xie Mingyang slowly opened his eyes, "The coaching staff obviously wants Lin Shidong to take over Ma Long's class."

Putting aside Ma Taki’s current strength, given his age, if he makes it to the Los Angeles Olympics, he will already be a man in his forties.

The Chinese national table tennis team is not like the foreign association. Unless there is an accident, it is unlikely that Ma Taki will be allowed to compete in the Olympics again.

The best plan for now is to take advantage of the start of a new Olympic cycle to train new people madly and create a successor to Ma Taki.

It is obvious that the coaching staff chose Lin Shidong.

"There is still a long time until the Los Angeles Olympics. The outcome is still uncertain. You and I may become the protagonists."

Chen Jin smiled.

At this time, he finally finished watching the match between Lin Shidong and Lin Yunru today.

He put down his phone and stretched.

"That's right."

Xie Mingyang stared at the ceiling, "Actually, I've been thinking about a question today."

"what is the problem?"

"After Zhang Jiahao left, Coach Wang could have asked Lin Gaoyuan to be your sparring partner, but why did he choose me?"

To know.

Lin Gaoyuan is also a left-handed horizontal player.

Whether from Zhang Jiahao's perspective or Zhao Dacheng's perspective, Lin Gaoyuan is the most suitable sparring partner for Chen Jin.

however.

Wang Hao finally chose Xie Mingyang.

"Coach Wang told me that he chose you to be my sparring partner because we are more familiar with each other."

Chen Jindao.

"It's that simple?"

"What if?"

"Hard to say."

Xie Mingyang shrugged slightly, "Don't forget, I have been Lin Shidong's sparring partner for many days, and I have some understanding of his fighting style."

"You mean to say that Coach Wang deliberately gave me the test questions through you?"

Chen Jin frowned slightly.

"It's possible."

Xie Mingyang said, "Of course, with Lin Shidong's strength, it's not like you can beat him just because I tell you the answer."

As the strongest new generation player of the national table tennis team, Lin Shidong's playing style is very distinctive and especially fierce.

Especially the backhand.

The board was torn apart quickly and forcefully, and the quality of the single board is quite high.

Combined with the landing point, it is easy to penetrate the opponent with one shot.

Compared with backhand monsters like Darko Jockey Club, he is even worse.

Moreover, Lin Shidong has a very good physical fitness and a flexible pace.

His speed at mid and near table, his stalemate at mid and far table, and his ability to turn defense into offense are all extremely outstanding.

On the technical level, if we have to say that Lin Shidong has any shortcomings, the ball inside the table may be one of his breakthroughs.

"If it was you in the trials, your backhand might not be as explosive as his."

Xie Mingyang said, "But in the previous training, Coach Wang taught you the backhand. Now you should be able to beat Lin Shidong."

"You are better than him at playing table tennis."

"But Lin Shidong will not compete with you on the inside of the table. Instead, he will force you to go for the top spin."

"When the time comes, it will depend on which of you two has the stronger stalemate."

Speaking of which.

A smile of expectation appeared on Xie Mingyang's originally cold face.

"Tomorrow's game will definitely be exciting."

……

The next day.

Macau Championship, semi-final day.

There are two matches for men's and women's singles each.

The match between Chen Jin and Lin Shidong was the last one.

Arrived at the training hall early in the morning.

I happened to meet Lin Shidong at the door.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Come on for the game."

"You too."

Afterwards, they all engaged in intensive and orderly training.

Since the two were competing within the national table tennis team, no coach was arranged.

Even Wang Hao was not seen coming to inspect.

6:30 p.m.

The first match was the women's singles.

Wang Manyu versus Wang Yidi.

Originally, Chen Jin was optimistic about Wang Manyu's victory before the game.

Unexpectedly, Wang Yidi is in such a hot state.

With a big score of 4:0, she swept Wang Manyu and advanced to the women's singles final first.

"There's something wrong with Wang Manyu's condition."

Xie Mingyang sat next to Chen Jin and said something in a low voice.

"Ah."

Chen Jin nodded.

Followed by.

It's men's singles.

The match between Qiu Dang and Gao Chengrui.

Glancing at Chen Jin, who seemed a little nervous for some reason, Xie Mingyang said, "You seem to be paying close attention to Qiu Dang's competition."

"good."

Chen Jin smiled slightly.

"Just because he is the world's second-ranked straight-blade player?"

Xie Mingyang said.

"Ah."

Chen Jin nodded, "When I was in the provincial team, I promised Coach Wu that I would take back the title of 'World's No. 1 Straight Board' from the hands of the foreign association."

"The only way to regain the title of 'World's No. 1 Straight Board' is to defeat Qiu Dang and Felix head-on."

"After all, they are the two highest-ranked straight-blade players in the world."

"It's a pity that Felix withdrew from the competition, leaving only the Qiu Party."

"And he and I happened to be divided into two different halves."

"So, we can only meet in the finals."

Hear the words.

Xie Mingyang looked at Chen Jin with a sharp look in his eyes, and couldn't help but curl his lips slightly: "So that's it."

In the first few games, Qiu Dang and Gao Chengrui were evenly matched.

Chen Jin even thought at one point that Qiu Dang would miss the finals.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Dang was very resilient and had accumulated strength for a great success.

After losing the first game, they won three games in a row.

In the fifth game, he completely defeated Gao Chengrui with a huge advantage of 11:3.

In the end, Qiu Dang advanced to the finals with a score of 4:1.

Seeing that Qiu's party won, Chen Jin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, his eyes were full of fighting spirit.

"Let's go."

Chen Jin stood up and said, "Go warm up first."

……

Douyin.

Xuperman live broadcast room.

After watching the match between Sun Yingsha and Zhang Ben Miwa.

Xu Xin rubbed his palms together, his face full of anticipation: "Next, it's the highlight of today."

"Chen Jin versus Lin Shidong."

"The match between these two should be regarded as a showdown between the strongest new generation of national table tennis players."

Needless to say, Lin Shidong is a new player that the national table tennis team is promoting.

Moreover, the momentum was strong in the final match.

Won several WTT straight-line race and regular challenge championships in a row.

As for Chen Jin, he is a dark horse that emerged from the national table tennis reform experiment.

In the Lima Regular Challenge, he defeated Francesca and Darko Yoczyk to win the championship.

In the past two days, he swept Wang Chuqin and shut out Zhao Dacheng, and his strength should not be underestimated.

more importantly.

Both of them are in their teens, the new generation of the national table tennis team.

"Absolutely."

Cheng Jingqi nodded, "No matter who wins tonight's game, it will definitely be exciting."

“I think one of the big things tonight was the backhand duel between the two.”

Xu Xin said, "As we all know, the backhand of a straight-blade has always been a weakness, including myself, except for Wang Hao."

"I've watched Lin Shidong's matches before, and his backhand was really unreasonable."

"Fast, powerful, and hard to defend against."

"It depends on whether Chen Jin can withstand Lin Shidong's backhand shot."

While talking.

Amid the cheers from the audience.

Chen Jin and Lin Shidong appeared on stage one after another.

"Fuck!"

Xu Xin praised, "Chen Jin is really handsome."

"We, Xuperman, must find him to be the brand influencer."

Last night, he had already added Chen Jin's contact information.

Although we didn't talk much at the time, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

Try to build good relationships first.

"what?"

Cheng Jingqi smiled and said, "There were a lot more people cheering for Chen Jin than that day."

"He's always on the top of the trending search list. He plays basketball well and is handsome."

Xu Xin smiled and said, "It would be unjust if such a person had no fans."

"The game is about to begin."

"Little Stone gets the serve."

"Pair training... take a close look at their thigh muscles when they pull the ball. Their lower limb strength is truly terrifying."

"Don't say playing table tennis doesn't help you lose weight. Look at Ma Long. When he takes off his clothes, all he has is tendon meat. I tell you."

The words were not finished.

At this moment, a picture silently floated across the barrage.

in the audience.

A number of national table tennis giants, including Liu Guoliang, Li Suo, Wang Hao and Ma Lin, gathered to watch the game.

Wang Chuqin, Liang Jingkun, Lin Gaoyuan and others were also among them.

Even Coach Wu was hiding among the audience, watching the game silently.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

……

Practicing with Lin Shidong before the match.

In the backhand confrontation, Chen Jin experienced the quality of Lin Shidong's backhand for the first time.

It is no exaggeration to say that this is the opponent with the highest quality backhand he has encountered so far.

none of them.

Even a backhand maniac like Dako is slightly inferior to Lin Shidong.

"but--"

Chen Jin's eyes darkened slightly, "His backhand is strong, but my backhand twist may not be weaker than his."

Two minutes of sparring is over.

The game officially begins.

0: 0.

Lin Shidong served first.

Backhand position.

Side down.

Chen Jin stepped forward, lightly lifted his wrist, and made a short center line.

I thought that Lin Shidong would at least be able to make a slight transition.

After all, it was their first time.

The first few balls were mainly for testing.

Unexpectedly.

In Lin Shidong's playing style, there is no temptation at all.

Without hesitation, just get started!

But Lin Shidong flashed and grabbed the landing point.

"Snapped!"

Backhand bomb.

The sound of the ball hitting the ground was as deafening as thunder.

With absolute wrist strength, he forcibly offset Chen Jin's short rotation.

then……

The ball flew out of bounds.

"Hmm?" Lin Shidong was a little confused, "Is it a non-spinning ball?"

True.

When Chen Jin was making the short move, he added some small movements with his fingers and wrists.

It just kept swinging.

Lin Shidong was in a hurry to get started and failed to notice it, resulting in the ball going out of bounds.

0: 1.

Lin Shidong served again.

Backhand position.

Side down.

Half-released.

Lin Shidong's serving intention was very clear, he wanted to force Chen Jin to take the lead and compete with him in topspin.

"You want to fight backhand?"

"it is good!"

"I'll accompany you!"

Predict the landing point in advance.

Chen Jin moved his right leg slightly forward, squatted down, and put his center of gravity on his left leg.

Keep your waist and abdomen tight and your forearms adducted.

His whole body is like a full bow string.

At the moment the ball falls.

He kicked hard with his left leg.

Power rises from the ground.

A powerful force, like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, instantly rushed towards the arm.

Fingers and wrists, accelerate friction.

"Snapped!"

The ping-pong ball was wrapped in a terrifying spin, flying in a low arc towards Lin Shidong's backhand.

"nice shot."

Knowing that the rotation of Chen Jin's ball was particularly amazing, Lin Shidong did not dare to be careless at all.

Push your body's center of gravity forward as much as possible.

The thumb presses the racket firmly to suppress the rotation and curve of the incoming ball.

Backhand blast.

"Snapped!"

The ball rushed towards Chen Jin's left half of the table like lightning.

In an instant, Chen Jin's backhand defense was broken through.

"This backhand..."

Chen Jin's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but gasp, "It's really explosive."

In the first fight, I felt Lin Shidong's violent backhand head-on.

Instead of a trace of fear in Chen Jin's dark eyes, there was a hint of excitement.

"Little Stone's backhand is a bit too exaggerated."

Cheng Jingqi was stunned. "It seems that Chen Jin can't hold on any longer."

“It’s really hard to bear.”

Xu Xin also frowned, "Chen Jin must think of other ways."

It is an indisputable fact that the backhand of a straight-blade is weaker than that of a horizontal-blade.

Thinking back to the beginning, the reason why Wang Hao's backhand could compete with the horizontal board and even have the upper hand was because of that.

To a large extent, this is due to Wang Hao's own talent.

Moreover, Wang Hao's backhand style, which was mainly based on loops, still had a place in the 40s.

Nowadays, the material and diameter of table tennis balls have changed.

The most mainstream backhand playing style has become a confrontation between strength and speed.

As for rotation, it takes time for friction.

There was simply no time.

1: 1.

Chen Jin caught the ping-pong ball thrown by the referee and blew on it out of habit.

He turned slightly sideways and glanced at Lin Shidong.

See him getting ready to receive the serve.

Then he lowered his body.

Toss the ball.

Lead the beat.

Hook a center line and point it down.

Lin Shidong couldn't take the initiative to score this goal.

You can only take steps forward.

Either chop long or swing short.

Lin Shidong's tactic is to avoid fighting with Chen Jin on the stage as much as possible.

Therefore, his natural choice was to chop long.

Seeing Chen Jin squatting down and his arms sinking, it was obviously another high loop ball.

Lin Shidong had already been waiting at the backhand position.

however.

What he didn't expect was.

Chen Jin did not make a high diagonal shot this time.

But at the moment of pulling the ball.

Turn your wrist and twist and pull in a straight line.

"Fuck!"

Lin Shidong reacted extremely quickly. He immediately took a step forward and leapt forward to attack with his forehand.

Extreme pullback.

"Can this be saved?"

Chen Jin raised an eyebrow, "The pace is really good!"

The mind has not changed.

I saw the ball flying towards my forehand.

There was murderous intent in his eyes.

"Snapped!"

Explosive slash.

The power of this ball was so great that Lin Shidong had to retreat to the table to relieve the force and was forced to hit a high ball.

"Snapped!"

Another explosive charge.

This forced Lin Shidong to retreat from the table repeatedly and hit high balls.

"besides?"

Seeing the high ball fall, Chen Jin was not in a hurry. He turned his wrist and held the straight racket horizontally.

"Snapped!"

Explosively pumped down.

The power of this board is extremely amazing.

In addition, Chen Jin quickly reversed the board to take advantage of the elasticity of the rubber.

faster!

Lin Shidong had no choice but to retreat again.

At least the ball was successfully saved.

As long as the ball doesn't fall to the ground, there is still a chance of a reversal.

But at this time, Lin Shidong had an advertising barrier behind him.

There is no way back.

"For the next goal, we can only counterattack."

Lin Shidong lowered his center of gravity and was ready for a counterattack.

Seeing Chen Jin holding the straight racket horizontally, just waiting for the ping-pong ball to fall, he was about to hit it again.

Sudden.

Chen Jin quickly changed to a straight clamp grip at lightning speed.

Use extremely delicate techniques to press down the taking-off point of the ping-pong ball.

——Suck short!
Lin Shidong: “???”

I thought that what was waiting for me would be an even more ferocious explosion.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jin sucked short.

At this moment, he was more than three meters away from the table.

What's more, he had already prepared for a counterattack.

Seeing Chen Jin suddenly change his tactics, he was shocked.

"Fuck!"

He glared at his feet fiercely.

Rushing madly towards the stage.

however.

He gave up halfway through the race.

Because Chen Jin not only succeeded in sucking the ball short, but he also sucked it twice.

Even a god couldn't save this goal.

Lin Shidong put his hands on his hips and looked at Chen Jin with a wry smile: "You play basketball so well."

at the same time.

The audience seats were already boiling with excitement.

Marin laughed even more: "My ball, this is my ball."

"This kid stole my skills."

To know.

His special skills back then, apart from the Eighteen Touches, was this exquisite short-sucking move.

Now, he saw that his unique skills had been learned by Chen Jin.

Marlin smiled happily.

"What do you mean by stealing your skills?"

Wang Hao laughed and said, "Don't forget who taught Chen Jin."

"Right."

Ma Lin suddenly smiled and said, "Master Wu's disciples are really generous. They even showed our underwear to this kid."

Liu Guoliang, who was sitting next to him, smiled and said, "I hope Lin Shidong won't run to the toilet and vomit after this game."

Hear the words.

Everyone present burst into laughter.

"Fuck!"

Xu Xin, who was in the live broadcast room, was also stunned when he saw this ball. "It's no problem to suck the ball short, but to suck it out for two jumps, I don't think I can do it in a game."

"Chen Jin's touch is really amazing."

Cheng Jingqi was amazed.

"The camera turned to Marin, and Marin smiled."

Xu Xin smiled and said, "Guess what Marin would say when he sees this ball."

"I guess Marin would say, this is my ball, he stole my ball."

Cheng Jingqi laughed.

"Friends, do you see? This is the charm of candy bar."

Xu Xin was somewhat excited. “Of course, there are also short strokes on horizontal boards, but the short strokes on horizontal boards definitely don’t feel as delicate as this.”

"Correct."

As a horizontal board player, Cheng Jingqi hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "In terms of wrist movement, horizontal boards are indeed not as good as straight boards."

"Just this short sucking, how many times have you seen it in the current competition?"

Xu Xin asked himself and answered, "Anyway, I have never seen it once... At least, I have never seen such a delicate double jump and short inhalation."

"The game continues."

"Chen Jin hits the ball, or a hook shot."

"Little Stone twisted it with his backhand, Chen Jin..."

"Fuck!"

Xu Xin's face was filled with shock. He stood up immediately, his eyes fixed on the screen.

There was a pause.

Xu Xin opened his mouth wide, a look of disbelief on his face, and turned to look at Cheng Jingqi: "Chen Jin actually fought back and pierced through Xiao Shitou's backhand with his backhand?"

"Little Stone's backhand was actually blasted through by a straight-blade backhand?"

Xu Xin scratched his head, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Whoo~"

Cheng Jingqi sucked in a breath of cold air, "Chen Jin's backhand rip, the strength and speed, is not inferior to Xiao Shitou at all."

"Look at Little Stone's expression."

Xu Xin pointed at the screen, excited, "He was obviously also shocked by the quality of Chen Jin's shot."

"Is this a backhand that a straight blade can have?"

at this time.

The live camera is given to the coaching staff.

Liu Guoliang and others seemed to be frightened by Chen Jin's violent backhand.

"Sigh~"

Liu Guoliang turned his head and looked at Wang Hao, "Have you ever taught Chen Jin how to use his backhand?"

"During the training session, I gave him some pointers on backhand underspin."

Wang Hao said truthfully, "I originally wanted to wait for him to digest it first, and I didn't have time to teach him other techniques."

"In other words, he figured out this backhand move himself?"

Liu Guoliang found it a little unbelievable.

A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, without any training from the national table tennis team, actually has such a violent and exaggerated backhand.

If it is trained a little, won't it soar into the sky?
"Genius!"

Li Suo couldn't help but sigh.

"Wang Hao, is this so..."

Liu Guoliang hesitated for a moment, "No matter whether Chen Jin made it to the finals or won the championship, let him directly participate in the BJ Grand Slam."

"After you return, you should train Chen Jin systematically."

In fact, Wang Hao had already made such a plan without Liu Guoliang's instructions.

Now with Liu Guoliang's support, he can act more freely.

"It's not easy for the Chinese table tennis team to produce a straight-blade."

Liu Guoliang said, "Ma Lin, when you are free, please give Chen Jin some pointers."

"Forget about your 18 touches. You can discuss your serve and technical and tactical ideas with Chen Jin more."

Knowing that Chen Jin was the disciple of his mentor, how could Ma Lin keep anything to himself?

Marin was thinking this: "Okay."

"I was just worried that there was no one to inherit my martial arts skills. Finally, a good candidate has appeared. I must give him the skills."

With the protection of two master-level straight-blade masters and Chen Jin’s own talent.

Liu Guoliang took a deep breath.

"What is 'straight orthodoxy in Europe'."

Turning his head to look at Chen Jin on the court, Liu Guoliang crossed his arms and said slowly, "We need to let the world know that we are the ancestors of Europeans in playing straight-blade tennis!"

more importantly.

Using the gimmick of "the world's number one straight player returns to the Chinese national table tennis team" might be an excellent marketing tool to sell tickets.

Besides, the straight-blade playing style is very entertaining.

European audiences buy into this.

Think about Xu Xin back then, he is a good example.

If Chen Jin could be trained, perhaps he could attract more audiences.

Liu Guoliang was secretly planning in his mind.

　. . . (scratching head)

　　+2K tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)