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

Chapter 17 [017] More than five boards, it is considered a success
Training at night.

Qin Wenjie and Ouyang Liangqin did not practice on their own, but stood on the outside with their rackets, watching Chen Jin and Zhang Jiahao practice.

"Fuck, Master Chen Jin's ball is so aggressive and violent!"

“This is the forehand I’ve always dreamed of having.”

"This frame, this power, this connection, this strength, this rotation... If Master Chen Jin doesn't win the championship, who else can?"

The two of them had envy on their faces, and just like a cheerleading team that came from a crosstalk background, they praised Chen Jin highly.

Such behavior caused dissatisfaction among Zhang Jiahao.

"Hey, why are you guys here instead of going to practice?"

Zhang Jiahao waved his hand impatiently, "Want to steal the ball? Go away."

"We are here to see Master Chen Jin. What does it have to do with you?"

Qin Wenjie curled his lips.

Then, he turned to look at Chen Jin and put on a flattering smile.

"Master Chen Jin, can we practice with you and learn from you?"

Qin Wenjie quickly added, "Don't worry, we are just practicing forehand and backhand attacks, and mid-range and long-range pull shots, not practicing skills and tactics."

In tomorrow's game, we are in the same group of opponents.

Logically speaking, it is taboo to practice together, so as to avoid the opponent figuring out your skills and tactics.

Even in the national table tennis team, there are rules prohibiting private research on teammates.

At the 04 Olympics, Wang Hao unexpectedly defeated Wang Liqin from the same half of the draw and entered the singles final.

After the game, Coach Wu admitted that the reason Wang Hao was able to defeat Wang Liqin was because he violated the rules by recording videos and studying Wang Liqin's playing style.

Of course, there are also rumors that the game was played internally and that Coach Wu was to blame.

True and false, male and female are hard to tell.

But there is no doubt that the opponents in the same group will have to play a game soon, so there is no possibility for them to practice together.

Zhang Jiahao was about to reprimand the two for trying to steal the chicken, but Chen Jin smiled nonchalantly and said, "Come on, let's practice together."

“Brother Jin…”

Zhang Jiahao looked at Chen Jin in surprise.

"It's okay."

Chen Jin smiled slightly.

After getting Chen Jin's permission, Qin Wenjie and Ouyang Liangqin were overjoyed: "See? This is a real strong man."

"For a strong person, strength is only a standard feature, and confidence is the foundation."

"Weaklings like us, even if we practice together, how can we possibly pose any threat to Master Chen Jin?"

"Some people are just petty. Didn't they just beat you by one round in the Youth Championship? Is it necessary to be so petty?"

Qin Wenjie and Ouyang Liangqin were talking to each other, seemingly praising Chen Jin, but actually secretly insulting Zhang Jiahao.

Zhang Jiahao is not a fool, so how could he not hear the strange tone of the two men? "I wonder which palace you two served which empress dowager in your previous life? Why do you speak like eunuchs?"

"It's deeply rooted, right? Even Meng Po soup made you unable to forget your past life experiences."

Upon hearing this.

I know that compared with Zhang Jiahao, my team's ability to talk trash is not at the same level.

Therefore, the two of them knew better and kept their mouths shut to avoid the attack.

"I'll practice with Master Chen Jin first."

Ouyang Liangqin picked up the racket, blew a few breaths onto the racket face, then walked up to the table and stood opposite Chen Jin.

"What do you want to practice?"

Chen Jin asked.

"I want to defend against your forehand topspin shot, Okami."

Ouyang Liangqin held the racket in his right hand, stood in the forehand position, leaned forward and arched his body slightly, "Try the strength."

"it is good."

Chen Jin hit a flat ball and attacked with his forehand near the table without exerting any force.

"What's your base?"

"Fan A."

"Where's the rubber?"

"Forehand 39 degrees, national madness, backhand butterfly TO5."

"39 degrees? Is it that soft?"

"For me, 40 degrees is too hard and I can't control it at all."

“It’s okay once you get used to it.”

The two of them were attacking and defending, neither of them put much effort and just chatted.

Soon, more than twenty rounds had passed.

"I'm going to step down and exert my strength."

Chen Jin reminded.

"it is good."

Ouyang Liangqin concentrated his mind and dealt with it with all his strength.

Just finished.

But Chen Jin took two steps back, kicked his legs, turned his waist, and whipped with force.

"Snapped!"

The sound of the ball hitting the ground was deafening.

The ping-pong ball suddenly carried a strong rotation and terrifying force, turning into a white afterimage and rushing towards Ouyang Liangqin.

"Well come."

Ouyang Liangqin's body was tense. He pressed his center of gravity downward while holding the racket tightly with his thumb, trying to hold the ball.

next moment.

There was another "pop" sound.

The ping-pong ball that was rushing towards him had hit his racket hard.

The powerful force penetrates the thick rubber and reaches the baseboard.

The bottom plate vibrated violently.

The vibration was then transmitted to Ouyang Liangqin's hand, causing his palm to feel numb.

"Fuck!" Ouyang Liangqin was shocked. "It's more powerful than I thought."

Before this, he had only watched Chen Jin play, but had never played defense himself.

Now, standing opposite Chen Jin and playing against him, he realized that the quality of Chen Jin's forehand was far beyond his imagination.

The first ball that Chen Jin rushed over was blocked by him and flew out of bounds.

"Uh……"

Ouyang Liangqin looked embarrassed.

"It's okay, continue."

Chen Jin casually took out a training ball from his pocket and hit a topspin ball over.

"Even if it's a Scud missile, I have to hold it down for you!"

Ouyang Liangqin gritted his teeth.

His eyes were fierce, as if an eagle was looking at a wolf.

however.

Shortly after.

Chen Jin's pull shot, which was heavier than the previous one, directly broke through his psychological defense.

Can't hold it!
I can't hold it down at all!
The quality is so fucking bad!
For more than a dozen balls in a row, Ouyang Liangqin was unable to defend more than five rebounds in any one ball.

Either it goes into the net or it goes out of bounds.

Ouyang Liangqin was about to cry, and fell into deep self-doubt: "Am I really that weak?"

"brother."

At this time, Qin Wenjie on the side spoke up, "Can you do it?"

Hear the words.

The words "Why don't you come" almost came out of his mouth, but fortunately Ouyang Liangqin reacted in time and stopped himself from saying anything.

Are you trying to trick me?

No way!
Although his confidence was hit hard when practicing with Chen Jin, Ouyang Liangqin still enjoyed it.

To be more precise, he was unwilling to give up.

"Good good."

Seeing Ouyang Liangqin's competitive spirit, Qin Wenjie said with a smile, "If it exceeds five boards, it will be considered a success."

Ignoring Qin Wenjie's sarcasm, Ouyang Liangqin continued to defend the ball calmly.

Ten minutes passed.

Ouyang Liangqin was already sweating profusely, but he still didn't defend the ball for more than five shots.

Chen Jin has not yet spoken on this.

Ouyang Liangqin knew clearly that with his current level, he was not worthy of practicing with Chen Jin.

Think of this.

No longer obsessed, Ouyang Liangqin finally chose to give up.

"Master Chen Jin, I'll wipe the sweat off my face, drink some water, and rest for a while."

Ouyang Liangqin walked off the stage and shouted, "Qin Wenjie, come here."

"Is it finally my turn?"

Qin Wenjie couldn't wait any longer. He jumped up with his racket in hand and said excitedly, "Master Chen Jin, just charge with all your strength. You don't need to give me face."

"it is good."

Chen Jin smiled.

Soon, Qin Wenjie realized how childish and ignorant his words were.

Almost exactly the same as Ouyang Liangqin.

After practicing for ten minutes, he was still unable to defend more than five times against Chen Jin's forehand shot.

But Qin Wenjie was sweating profusely, but it was not because of the intense exercise.

"Brother, can you do it?"

Sooner or later you will have to pay for your actions, and this time it was Ouyang Liangqin's turn to laugh and ridicule you.

"Damn it, you are so proud!"

Qin Wenjie's face was grim. "We are the eldest brothers, not to mention the second brother."

While talking.

Another ball flew out of bounds.

"Let me wipe my sweat and drink some water first."

Chen Jin wiped his forehead with sweat and wiped the dust off the rubber, "Jiahao, you come."

"it is good."

Zhang Jiahao came on court holding the racket.

Seeing Chen Jin coming, Ouyang Liangqin hurriedly handed him a bottle of mineral water.

"Thanks."

Chen Jin drank half a bottle in one breath.

"Master Chen Jin, the champion of this selection competition must be you."

Ouyang Liangqin gave a thumbs up, then sighed and said, "Qin Wenjie and I probably have no hope this year."

"You've lost confidence before the fight even starts?"

Chen Jin smiled.

"In our group of sixteen, there is the great Chen Jin and you, and the weirdo Ding Xiaowei... We can't beat them. We can't beat them at all."

Ouyang Liangqin looked as if he had lost all hope in life.

"how?"

Chen Jin asked, "Have you fought with Ding Xiaowei before?"

"Yeah, during the Youth Championship... Damn, it was so disgusting."

Ouyang Liangqin seemed to have thought of something, and said solemnly, "Master Chen Jin, you must be careful when fighting Ding Xiaowei."

"This guy's slice is a forehand and backhand backhand shot, and it's very fast, making it hard to defend against. You have to keep your eyes on the board."

"The chopping strokes of long rubber and anti-rubber are completely different. If you can't keep an eye on them, it's easy to be fooled."

(End of this chapter)