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

Chapter 236 Winning Streak Record
After Chen Jin won the game.

In just a few minutes, the entry #15-year-old young player of national table tennis swept Zhang Benzhihe# and landed on the hot search list.

Soon, he kicked #Chen Jin vs. Zhang Benzhihe# down.

Climb to the top with great success.

Countless discussion posts, like a tide, flooded into the hot search square.

For a moment, it was extremely lively, just like the New Year.

"Congratulations to Chen Jin for sweeping Zhang Benzhihe 4:0. Chen Jin is awesome! Straight blade YYDS!"

"In four rounds, he suppressed me almost all the time. He's so damn strong! What's even more terrifying is that Chen Jin is only fifteen years old!"

"A 15-year-old boy, so terrifying."

"The straight blade of the Chinese table tennis team has finally stood up... Chen Jin, well done! Keep going forward and let the whole world know that we are the ancestors of the straight blade!"

"What do you mean by '15-year-old teenager'? What was the intention of the person who created the entry? Doesn't Chen Jin deserve a name? Chen Jin, New Bee!"

"I don't know who is happy about beating up the little guy, but I am sure I am happy."

"The world's No. 32 player was beaten by a young player. Chen Jin seems to be invincible. If this continues, it won't be long before Chen Jin can knock the top players off the world's No. throne. How will TZMs save their geigei then?"

"From then on, the national table tennis team had another hero who fought against the Japanese."

"There were people cheering for Xiao Ri Zi in Chinese at the competition. I don't need to say who they are fans of (funny.jpg)."

"Where are the people who said before the match that Chen Jin couldn't beat Zhang Ben? Are you sick and want to take a walk? You are all ostriches and turtles who have cultivated into spirits, right? Now they are beaten back to their original form again?"

"I looked at the schedule. Tonight at 12 o'clock, Chen Jin will play against Felix in the final... Damn, it's almost 9 o'clock now. Chen Jin only has more than three hours to rest. He has to play in the final again. WTT Poet Grip."

"As the host, Felix has more time to rest than Chen Jin. Is this the home advantage?"

"It's the second straight match between the two teams, and it's the final. It's bound to be exciting. I have to stay up late to watch it."

"I hope that Xiaobu will not be beaten up by Chen Jin this time and defend the glory of Europe."

"Seeing Zhang Ben squatting on the ground with his head in his hands makes me want to laugh, hahahahaha... After getting rid of Ma Long and Fan Zhendong, he thought he could finally dominate the table tennis world, but he didn't expect Chen Jin to come along. His faith was shattered."

"The 2-year-old player of the national table tennis team? Who is he? Please give me some information about G network speed."

"This straight racket is so fucking violent. What happened to the saying that straight rackets have no future? Damn it, I'm going to change from horizontal to straight now. Anyone want to play tomorrow? I'm on the third floor of the Jingxi Vegetable Market in Dayuan, Rongcheng. Come with more balls and speed."

……

The vast majority, true fans, congratulated and praised Chen Jin for defeating Zhang Ben.

Of course, the diversity of human nature also causes some unconventional voices to appear in the hot searches.

for example……

"If Zhang Ben hadn't broken his racket and had to use a spare racket, and someone had won, I would have eaten three pounds on live broadcast."

"Zhang Ben's change of backup racket reminds me of Wang Chuqin... If Wang Chuqin hadn't used the backup racket, it would be hard to say who would have won the singles title at the Paris Olympics."

"Paper Box, it's okay. Someone won unfairly. I believe in your ability. Just win it back next time."

Looking at the avatars and homepages, most of the people who post are TZMs or hangouts.

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

It is normal that Chen Jin's sudden appearance and strong rise have become a stumbling block for some people and have been envied.

South France Arena.

training hall.

Apart from a few people still training, it seemed a bit empty.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

……

The rapid and loud sound of the ball hitting the ground echoed in the training hall, and was particularly deafening.

With Alex's sparring partner, Felix was running all over the stage, sweating profusely, preparing for the upcoming final.

Sudden.

Coach Morin put down his phone and said, "Chen Jin has entered the finals."

"Chen Jin?"

Felix's heart skipped a beat.

He was distracted for a moment, and the ping-pong ball flew past his hand with a whoosh.

"Is he the opponent in the final again?"

Gulu!

Felix couldn't help swallowing, and a trace of fear welled up in his heart.

He once secretly prayed to God in his heart, hoping that Tomokazu Harimoto could defeat Chen Jin in the semi-finals.

After all, BJ's disastrous defeat in the Grand Slam is still fresh in his mind and he is still frightened.

After losing to Chen Jin, Felix and the coaching team reviewed the game with Chen Jin.

He even carefully analyzed and studied Chen Jin's playing style.

The result is that compared with Chen Jin, Felix is ​​at a disadvantage in terms of balls within the table, the first three shots, forehand and backhand, mid-range and long-range shots, power, speed, rotation, and landing points.

Felix's speed-based play, which he was good at, seemed to be slowed down by 0.5 times in front of Chen Jin.

With Chen Jin's strength, even in his home court, Felix is ​​not absolutely sure that he can defeat Chen Jin and defend the glory of European table tennis.

"Felix."

Coach Morin saw the fear in Felix's heart and encouraged him, "Don't worry, and don't be afraid of your opponent. Show your courage."

"You have to know that God never blesses the cowardly."

Perhaps inspired by God, after hearing Coach Morin's words of persuasion, Felix took a deep breath and calmed down a lot.

Seeing Felix's eyes light up and finally regain his confidence, Coach Morin was pleased: "This is the Felix I am optimistic about."

"Remember, Montpellier is your hometown and you have to fight for your hometown."

“Be brave in your heart and God will be on your side.”

Hear the words.

Felix's body trembled.

As coach Morin said, this Montpellier Championship is the home court of Europe.

The European table tennis world is united in its hatred of the enemy.

And sniping Chen Jin and defending the glory of European table tennis became the wish of all players including Felix.

Now, Chen Jin is unstoppable and has made it into the finals.

The task of sniping Chen Jin fell on Felix's shoulders.

Although the road ahead is long and arduous, how can I be afraid and retreat as I am carrying the hopes of the entire village?
What's more, Montpellier is my hometown.

I must not let down the support and expectations of my fellow countrymen and be defeated before the battle even begins.

Think about this.

Felix raised his head, his ice-blue eyes were sharp and sharp, and his fists were clenched tightly: "I want to defeat Chen Jin, defend the glory of European table tennis, and prove to the world that I am the world's number one straight player!"

"God, please give me the luck and strength to defeat Chen Jin."

……

Xuperman live broadcast room.

Looking at Zhang Benzhihe who committed suicide by passing the ball in the crucial moment, he squatted on the ground, with a look of regret on his face, and slapped himself hard in the face several times.

"To be honest, Zhang Ben has done his best in this game."

Xu Xin smiled and said, "There is no other reason why I lost to Chen Jin. It's purely because of the difference in strength, commonly known as 'not being able to beat'."

"Zhang Ben was crushed by Chen Jin."

Cheng Jingqi said, "So far, Chen Jin has never lost a game. It's really scary."

"Moreover, the opponents are all world-class players like Team Long, Big Head, Big Fatty, Felix, Zhang Ben, and Little Stone."

"Even when Xiaopang first debuted, he didn't have the same record as Chen Jin has now."

His words and expressions all revealed amazement.

With his elbows on the table, Xu Xin nodded slightly: "I remember the longest winning streak record of the national table tennis team should be Ma Long."

"Correct."

Cheng Jingqi nodded, "The longest winning streak, including international and domestic games, is fifty-six consecutive wins."

"How many consecutive wins has Chen Jin had now?"

Xu Xin asked. "I just checked."

Cheng Jingqi picked up his phone and said, "Excluding the trials and doubles, in just two months, Chen Jin has won 22 games in a row."

"Fuck!"

Xu Xin's eyes widened and he blurted out, his face full of disbelief, "This is not for breaking the record, but for setting a record."

A 15-year-old young player who debuted for more than two months has won 22 consecutive games in international competitions without a single defeat... It is incredible no matter how you look at it.

"I remember my longest singles winning streak in international competitions was 21 matches. Is this surpassed by Chen Jinchao?"

Xu Xin smiled bitterly, "What is Chen Jin trying to do?"

"Chen Jin's current winning streak has tied with Wang Hao's."

Cheng Jingqi glanced at his phone again, "If we win the final, we can break Wang Hao's winning streak."

"A double straight battle."

Xu Xin let out a long breath, "It has been many years since I have seen a two-way battle in the finals of an international competition like this."

"Correct."

Cheng Jingqi said, "The last impressive double-header final was the Macau Championship last month."

"..."

Xu Xin was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, "I almost forgot that the final of the Macau Championship was between Chen Jin and Qiu Dang."

"However, Qiu Dang's straight board is still a little inferior to Felix's."

"Tonight's double straight battle is the real highlight, a battle between the top straight players in the world."

“It’s exciting just thinking about it!”

"What time does the men's singles final start?"

The voice just fell.

The assistant's voice came from outside the picture: "Twelve o'clock."

"So late?"

Xu Xin rubbed his palms together. His face was full of expectation. "No matter how late it is, I will support you."

"In this final, Chen Jin is playing away from home, so the pressure must be huge."

Cheng Jingqi said, "It's time to truly test Chen Jin's mentality."

Previously, all the competitions Chen Jin participated in, whether it was the Macau Championship or the BJ Grand Slam, were at home.

Although there is sometimes an illusion of playing away from home, this Montpellier Championship is a real away game.

It is a great test of the players' mentality and ability to withstand pressure.

If he can hold on, there will be no doubt that Chen Jin will become the absolute main force of the national table tennis team.

"The more I think about it, the more I look forward to it."

Xu Xin stood up and stretched. "I'll stop the show first. Take a break and start again at 11:30."

That’s all.

After saying hello, he left the live broadcast room with Cheng Jingqi.

Next.

Two assistants came on stage to sell goods.

There are many rumors outside, and it has nothing to do with Chen Jin.

The moment you win the game.

Chen Jin, as usual, just clenched his fists tightly without much celebration.

Then, his expression relaxed.

The murderous aura all over his body melted away in an instant like ice and snow.

A bright and harmless young man appeared before the world.

With sweat on his forehead and a smile on his face, he walked towards Tomokazu Harimoto.

At this time, Zhang Benzhihe had recovered from his collapse. He took a deep breath, jumped up, faced Chen Jin, and extended his hand.

"Congratulations."

Zhang Benzhihe smiled warmly at Chen Jin with a sincere expression.

After so many years, the arrogant young man who threatened to "defeat the Chinese team" has long been worn down.

After all, when facing the Chinese table tennis players, we lost more than we won, and we no longer have enough confidence to be arrogant.

He has changed a lot now.

"Thank you."

Chen Jinbao smiled and asked, "Is your hand okay?"

In the third game, Tomokazu Harimoto made a misjudgment, causing his racket to hit the table.

The skin on the palm of my hand was also scratched by the racket.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jin still remembered this little episode and took the initiative to greet me after the game.

This surprised Tomokazu Harimoto.

There was a pause.

Then he reacted and smiled and shook his head: "It's okay."

Then he raised his hand.

"It's just a scratch."

Zhang Benzhihe smiled and said, "No bleeding."

"That's good."

After a brief exchange.

Go away.

After shaking hands with the referee, Chen Jin quickly walked towards Dong Qimin outside the court.

"Well played."

Dong Qimin looked at Chen Jin up close for the first time, and a hint of relief flashed in his eyes. "Congratulations."

Although the young man in front of him is only fifteen or sixteen years old, his strength is truly terrifying.

As for the problem of the national table tennis team's echelon construction, it was solved because of Chen Jin's existence.

"Thank you."

Chen Jin stretched out his hand and high-fived.

Back to the sidelines.

Liu Zhiqiang waited for a long time, looking at Chen Jin who was coming over, with a doting look on his face: "It's been a long time since I did such an easy off-field coaching."

Unfortunately, the trial card time has expired, and I don’t know if I will have such an opportunity again in the future.

End the interview and leave the stadium.

Just walked out of the passage.

Liu Guoliang, Qin Zhijian, Wang Hao and others could be seen from afar.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Liu Guoliang smiled and said, "You played very well."

As we all know, Tomokazu Harimoto has always been regarded as one of the strong rivals of the Chinese national table tennis team.

If you want to become a main player of the national table tennis team, defeating Tomokazu Harimoto is definitely a hard indicator.

The key point is that Lin Shidong lost to Felix 0:4 and lost the upper half.

The hopes of the entire village rested on Chen Jin alone.

If Chen Jin lost, not only would he lose the championship, but he would also be defeated by his daily life. The surging public opinion would be like a flood and a beast, and it would be strange if it didn't devour him alive.

The Chinese table tennis coaching team will inevitably face crazy questioning from the outside world.

And now, Chen Jin, who advanced to the finals, has become the last face of the national table tennis team.

"In the next game, you will be defeated by Little LeBron, so you don't have to be too nervous. Just play normally. Little LeBron is no match for you."

Liu Guoliang patted Chen Jin on the shoulder and said, "Go and have a rest first, get enough energy, and then keep working hard in the finals."

"When you win the championship, we'll hold a celebration party for you tonight."

(End of this chapter)