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

Chapter 202: Play the cleanest ball and win the cleanest championship!
1808.

Standing outside the door, looking at the nameplate, Zhang Jiahao looked around, a little hesitant.

Finally, at the glances of Chen Jin and Xie Mingyang, he stretched out his hand and knocked on the door with a little restraint.

"Dong dong dong..."

As soon as there was a knock on the door.

Fan Zhendong's voice came from the room: "Who is it?"

"I."

Zhang Jiahao cleared his throat.

The words have not yet fallen.

Footsteps are approaching.

Then, there was a creaking sound and the door opened.

The person who opened the door was Fan Zhendong.

"It's you."

Fan Zhendong said with a smile.

He doesn't have the airs of a newly-crowned Olympic men's singles champion or a super Grand Slam winner at all.

"Brother Dong."

Although he and Fan Zhendong were already familiar with each other, Zhang Jiahao was still a little nervous. "Is Brother Xin here?"

"exist."

Fan Zhendong stepped aside to make way, "Come in."

"excuse me."

Three people just entered the room.

Then he heard Xu Xin talking to himself as if in his sleep.

"Hand, hand, my golden left hand that can hold chopsticks and a tennis racket."

Xu Xin said with some encouragement, "You must not get hurt. I still need you to play in the team competition..."

But Xu Xin was seen sitting on the bed, with his left arm bare and two plasters on his shoulder.

The expression on his face seemed to be that he was extremely upset about withdrawing from the competition.

"Brother Xin."

Chen Jin and the other two shouted in unison.

"Ok?"

Looking in the direction of the voice, Xu Xin was stunned for a moment, "Just the three of you?"

"correct."

The three of them nodded in unison.

"Fuck, you scared me."

Xu Xin's expression relaxed. "I thought it was someone sent by the competition committee for retesting... Isn't this a waste of my commercial-level acting skills?"

That’s all.

Jumped out of bed.

He looked full of energy and didn't look injured at all.

"Brother Dong, close the door."

Xu Xin shouted.

Then, he leaned over and took out a portion of chicken wings from the bedside table, placed it on the table, and invited me warmly, "Would you like to eat something together?"

"Uh……"

Chen Jin and the other two looked at each other and waved their hands, saying, "No need, we just ate."

"Brother Xin."

Zhang Jiahao was surprised, "I saw the announcement from the race committee saying you withdrew from the race due to injury, didn't you?"

"correct."

Xu Xin was chewing on a greasy chicken wing as he said, "As the saying goes, you are what you eat. I sprained my arm, so eating some chicken wings will make up for it. It shouldn't be a problem."

"Nothing wrong."

The three of them said in unison.

There's nothing wrong with you, but you don't look like you're injured!
Could it be that... Brother Xin really withdrew from the competition and gave up his position for me?

Zhang Jiahao felt more and more uncomfortable.

If I could fight with Xu Xin, even if I lost in the end, I would be convinced.

Anyway, reaching the quarterfinals is enough.

The rest is pure profit.

Moreover, Zhang Jiahao is mentally prepared to go all out and fight hard.

But what I didn't expect was.

Xu Xin suddenly announced that he withdrew from the competition due to injury, and he won without fighting.

The key is that they both belong to the Shanghai team.

From the outside, it seems that Xu Xin withdrew from the competition not because of injury, but to make way for the younger generation of the team.

Now it seems that the rumors from outside are not without reason.

"Brother Xin."

Zhang Jiahao was not willing to accept it. "Why do you suddenly want to withdraw from the competition?"

Hearing the grievance in Zhang Jiahao's tone, Xu Xin was slightly startled and looked at Zhang Jiahao: "I withdrew from my competition. Did I offend you, Brother Hao?"

"The draw for the quarterfinals is out."

Chen Jin explained, "Brother Xin, your opponent is Zhang Jiahao."

"I see."

Xu Xin suddenly realized what was going on and half-jokingly said, "You got such a great deal, you should treat me to a meal."

"But don't be so foolish. I'm not withdrawing to make way for you."

"After the match this morning, I submitted an application for withdrawal to the tournament committee. The draw should not have started at that time."

Upon hearing this.

Zhang Jiahao's eyes suddenly brightened: "Really?"

"it is true."

Fan Zhendong smiled and said, "I can testify to this."

With Fan Zhendong as a witness, the credibility of Xu Xin's explanation instantly increased.

however.

Zhang Jiahao still couldn't understand: "Brother Xin, you are in such a hot state, why do you want to withdraw from the competition?"

"I'm an old man over 30 years old. If I win the championship by accident, will the other young contestants be upset?"

Xu Xin smiled and said, "Besides, my pre-match expectation was to reach the quarterfinals."

"Now that we have reached the quarterfinals, my wish has come true. Do you really want me, a 30-year-old veteran, to return to the national team and fight in Los Angeles?"

Zhang Jiahao: “…”

After all, Xu Xin's withdrawal from the competition is suspected to be making way for younger generations.

"After retiring from the national team, I haven't played such a high-level competition for a long time, and I haven't received any systematic training."

Xu Xin continued, "After these few games, my old arm injury relapsed and it's really hard to bear."

"If I finish playing singles, I might not be able to participate in the team competition later."

"For the honor of our Magic City team, I can only withdraw from the competition."

This explanation seems a bit far-fetched, but it is also reasonable.

Although the main players of the national table tennis team were not present in this National Championships, Xu Xin made it to the quarterfinals despite being unstoppable.

Round of 3, 2: Liu Jialiang.

Round of 4, 2: Luo Zheng.

Round of 4, 0: Yin Mengze.

In every game, the score seems to be one-sided, but every game is extremely tense.

Even applied an ice pack.

According to Xu Xin, the reason he signed up for the singles competition was to get a feel for the team competition.

Now, if you get injured in a singles game, wouldn’t it be a loss?

Due to various reasons, Xu Xin finally chose to withdraw from the competition.

He really didn't expect that his withdrawal would actually help Zhang Jiahao.

Directly sent Zhang Jiahao into the semi-finals.

"You are just lucky."

Xu Xin smiled.

Withdrawing from the competition and benefiting teammates is undoubtedly the best result.

Hear the words.

Chen Jin seemed to understand something: "Jiahao, did you make a wish secretly again?"

"Yes."

Zhang Jiahao was stunned for a moment. “In the past, the manifestation of our ancestors never happened so quickly.”

"Is it because I said that next year's Qingming Festival paper money will be doubled, and there will also be villas and luxury cars?"

Chen Jin smiled bitterly.

Perhaps, only he knows how lucky Zhang Jiahao is.

Sometimes, Chen Jin even wondered whether Zhang Jiahao really had someone above him.

Of course, Zhang Jiahao’s wishes sometimes fail.

Otherwise, he would not have always been inferior to Chen Jin when he was in the S Province Team.

Exit room 1808.

Zhang Jiahao finally felt a lot more relaxed.

After listening to Xu Xin's explanation and thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it.

"It's not possible that Brother Xin deliberately gave up his seat to me. I'm just lucky, so what can I do? Who made me have someone above me?"

Zhang Jiahao thought to himself, "However, the gossip is worse than defending the river."

"Only by winning the championship can we barely shut up some people."

Think of this.

Zhang Jiahao clasped his fists in front of his chest and muttered in a low voice: "Zhang family ancestors, if you can bless me to win the championship of this national championship, let alone villas and luxury cars, I can also burn airplanes, rockets, cannons, and even Dongfeng Express for you."

As they walked on the road, Xie Mingyang couldn't help but glance at Zhang Jiahao.

What's wrong?

By burning these things, are you trying to support your ancestors in their rebellion in the underworld?
……

Four p.m.

Men's singles quarter-finals.

Ouyang Liangqin VS Sun Wen.

Qin Wenjie VS Huang Youzheng.

Chen Zihan VS Anyang.

Three games started at the same time.

At this time, Zhang Jiahao was staying in the hotel room with Chen Jin and Xie Mingyang.

Cast your phone screen and watch the game.

Sitting comfortably in a chair, Zhang Jiahao crossed his legs, ate snacks, and looked at Qin Wenjie who was sweating profusely on the field, feeling very comfortable.

"nice shot!"

"Pretty!"

"Come on, Lao Qin!"

Zhang Jiahao couldn't help but sigh, "This feeling of waiting for the opponent is really... so damn cool."

Watching the game intently, Xie Mingyang suddenly said, "There's something about Huang Youzheng."

"Ah."

Chen Jin nodded, "Qin Wenjie can't resist Huang Youzheng's attack."

After all, Huang Youzheng came from the Beijing team.

Both in terms of talent and training resources, they are much better than Qin Wenjie.

Moreover, he also participated in many international competitions.

Rich experience in competitions.

It is definitely not something that Qin Wenjie's provincial team can compare to.

We were in a passive position from the start.

"But, his serve..."

Xie Mingyang smiled coldly, "As expected of a Beijing team member."

One bad apple spoils the whole barrel. This saying is true.

Ever since the previous board technique became famous, young players have been scrambling to imitate it.

It has not only spread to amateur arenas, but has now gradually penetrated into professional players.

"This generation of the Chinese national table tennis team is considered useless."

Zhang Jiahao sighed, "The honors that countless national table tennis veterans have earned with their sweat and injuries will probably be ruined by these people."

The instigator is none other than Dirty Wang.

"Be yourself and don't ask others."

Chen Jin said, "No matter what others do, I want to play the cleanest ball and win the cleanest championship!"

With his current status and position, his words carry little weight.

Being in the big environment, I am powerless to change the status quo.

The only thing he can do now is to remember his original intention and play cleanly.

Step by step, bit by bit, these filth will be gradually eliminated from the national table tennis team.

Chen Jin knew very well that his idea was too naive and overestimating his own abilities.

But, he really thought so.

The future will also be like this.

"Don't worry, you're not alone!"

Xie Mingyang looked at Chen Jin with a serious expression and a determined gaze, "Chen Jin, I have a deal with you."

"No matter who of us goes to the Beijing team in the future, I hope we can stick to our original intentions."

"Play the cleanest ball and win the cleanest championship."

With Xie Mingyang's family background, he had many choices.

However, since I have chosen the path of table tennis, my belief will not be easily shaken.

What's more, Xie Mingyang's character has always been like this.

"It's settled!"

Chen Jin suddenly felt warm inside, and his eyes also revealed an incomparable determination.

It feels so good to have like-minded comrades around me.

"Me too."

Zhang Jiahao patted his chest loudly, "If I win by playing dirty in the future, may all my Zhang family ancestors be dug up."

The future is distant and hazy.

No one can predict.

Perhaps, filth can obscure the original intention, and reality will defeat the ideal.

Many years later, looking back on the past and remembering the vows they made that afternoon, they might sneer at their own naivety.

But at this moment, three like-minded young people were full of passion and light in their eyes.

(End of this chapter)