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

Chapter 247 The stronger the opponent, the more interesting the game!
11: 5.

11: 5.

In the first two games, Lin Shidong was quickly defeated.

There are two reasons.

First, after the training in the Grand Slam and Montpellier Championship, and competing with various masters, Chen Jin's skills have improved compared to the last time he played.

He has mastered various techniques and tactics to perfection and can use them effortlessly.

Sometimes he is as swift as a Tibetan mastiff, sometimes he is as smooth as a chef, controlling the rhythm of the game precisely in his hands.

Although Lin Shidong tried his best, he was led by Chen Jin like a dog.

It was also like a hairy crab, tied up by Chen Jin and unable to move.

Second, Lin Shidong was too impatient and wanted to kill Chen Jin right away.

Table tennis matches require a high level of concentration and an extremely calm mind.

Only in this way can we make the most accurate judgment with the fastest reaction speed in a competition that counts in milliseconds.

However, Lin Shidong was impatient and his hands were not warmed up yet, resulting in frequent mistakes.

For example, the sneak attack when the score was 0:0 in the first game.

The idea was good, but my hands were too tense, I made a mistake in micromanagement and the serve went out of bounds.

Chen Jin took the initiative for nothing.

The more Lin Shidong wanted to get started and open up the situation, the more mistakes he made.

It can be said that half of the losses in the first two games were due to Lin Shidong’s own mistakes.

Chen Jinbing won two points without any bloodshed.

"What is Lin Shidong doing?"

Wang Hao frowned. "So many mistakes? It turns out there's something wrong with your mentality."

Sometimes, the more you want to prove yourself in the competition, the more counterproductive it will be.

In contrast, Chen Jin is methodical and more composed than Lin Shidong.

If I were off the court and faced this situation, I would have to remind Lin Shidong to adjust his mentality.

But now, Lin Shidong can only rely on himself.

This is a test for Lin Shidong. Whether he can find the problem in the tense and backward situation, correct it in time and turn the tide.

As Lin Shidong's head coach, Wang Hao believes that Lin Shidong is capable.

Otherwise, the coaching staff would not be optimistic about Lin Shidong and plan to train him into an absolute main force.

"It depends on how he handles it."

From a distance, Wang Hao looked at Lin Shidong who was sitting alone in the rest area.

Lin Shidong was sweating profusely. He sat alone on the sofa, drinking water and thinking about the tactics for the third game.

"The third game is the crucial one."

Lin Shidong's eyes were firm, "No matter what, we still have to fight."

In the first two games, he made many mistakes due to poor touch, but this did not affect his fighting tactics.

Moreover, in a best-of-seven format, after losing two games in a row, the outcome of the third game is crucial to the subsequent games.

Once you lose the third game, your mentality will inevitably fluctuate when it comes to the fourth game.

How easy is it to turn the tables?
Therefore, the third game became the crucial game in the fight.

Unsuccessful, they become benevolent.

"Compared to the previous two fights, although Chen Jin did not become bald, he still became much stronger."

Although he made too many mistakes, he gave Chen Jin many opportunities.

But Chen Jin's growth is visible to the naked eye.

Especially when it comes to controlling the rhythm of the game, it's like he's possessed by Ma Taki.

For players who use a straight-blade, control is inherently better than that of a horizontal-blade player.

And Chen Jin is the best in this regard.

The technique is so smooth and the control is so exquisite that he has reached the level of doing whatever he wants and hitting whatever he points.

Lin Shidong experienced the feeling of "wanting to go to the toilet and vomit after the game."

It's so fucking greasy!
Although he is a young man, he looks as greasy as Chef Ma who is about to retire.

Of course, Lin Shidong knew in his heart that this was also a reflection of Chen Jin’s strong strength.

In the game, you have to constantly hone your skills to be able to play with such ease.

"Chen Jin is indeed an admirable opponent."

Lin Shidong sighed in his heart.

I couldn't help but look up at the opposite side, with a hint of admiration flashing in my eyes.

“I feel like I’m still too anxious.”

After losing two games in a row, and with a slight change in his mentality, Lin Shidong calmed down a little. "Hardness is easy to break. Even in a fight, there must be some changes."

"Chen Jin is already very strong and not easy to deal with. If I continue to be so impatient, I will only lose faster and more thoroughly."

Think of this.

Lin Shidong poured some mineral water into his palms, rubbed his palms a little, and pressed them on his temples.

All of a sudden, a cool feeling surged into his brain, making him much more awake.

"In the first two games, I was standing close to the table and couldn't open up the hitting space."

Lin Shidong's mind raced, "For the third round, I must change my tactics and strategy."

"While playing it safe, I will take the stage again if there is a chance. If there is no chance, I would rather withdraw and ensure my chance of taking the stage first."

More importantly, Lin Shidong is extremely confident in his ability to counter-attack from mid-range and long range.

The mind is made up.

A hint of determination flashed in Lin Shidong's eyes.

"Time!"

Referee reminder.

Both sides returned to the field.

Compared with his performance in the first two games, Lin Shidong has undergone obvious changes.

He has become much calmer, but his fighting spirit is still there, even stronger.

The third round.

0: 0.

"Hoho hey ho."

Lin Shidong smashed the ping-pong ball to the ground a few times and shouted twice.

Then, he leaned over to serve.

The forehand is short.

Side spin.

Chen Jin quickly stepped forward with his right foot, lowered his body center of gravity, faced the rotation of the incoming ball, controlled the board shape, cut down with his forearm, and gently swung short.

The landing point and arc are all perfect.

Knowing that Chen Jin's on-stage skills were better than his own, Lin Shidong naturally would not compete with Chen Jin.

Immediately, he shook his wrist and slashed diagonally.

Withstand Chen Jin's backhand.

Chen Jin stepped back, put his center of gravity on his left leg, and twisted his waist to lead the racket.

When the incoming ball is in the initial stage of its descent, use your forearm and wrist to swing it out like a whip.

"Snapped!"

The ping-pong ball drew a low arc in the air like a cannonball and flew towards Lin Shidong's left half of the table.

"Well done!"

His eyes darkened slightly, but Lin Shidong advanced instead of retreating.

He faced Chen Jin's backhand and made a sudden move, using the force to tear the ball apart.

Snapped!
The deafening sound of the ball hitting the ground, like thunder, still echoed over the stadium.

The ping-pong ball had already turned into a streak of white lightning, rushing towards Chen Jin's backhand corner at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye.

Lin Shidong's shot was made using the opponent's force.

Small movements, great power, strong explosiveness, fast speed, and tricky landing points are his signature backhand explosion.

The ball almost brushed the left corner of the table in front of Chen Jin, and flew past with a whoosh.

Even Chen Jin didn't react.

1: 0.

"nice shot."

Chen Jin couldn't help cheering in his heart, and looked up at Lin Shidong, "Finally got some of your touch back?"

After two experiences of fighting, he has a relatively good understanding of Lin Shidong's strength.

In the first two games, Lin Shidong was defeated miserably, which was largely not due to his lack of strength.

It's a problem with your mentality.

During the break between games, Lin Shidong had obviously adjusted himself.

"The stronger the opponent, the more interesting the game will be."

Seeing that Lin Shidong finally regained his form, a hint of excitement flashed in Chen Jin's dark pupils.

He shook his right wrist and moved his fingers. When Chen Jin bent down again, his eyes were like lightning, becoming sharper.

"Hoho hey ho."

Lin Shidong was obviously a little more confident.

Keep serving.

Still short forehand.

Not transferring.

Chen Jin's way of receiving the serve is also short.

It's just that the landing point has changed slightly.

The board shape was slightly adjusted to form a small forehand triangle.

Lin Shidong took a step to the left side of the table, lowered his body, hit a high loop, and returned the ball to the middle.

"Snapped!"

Chen Jin was prepared and rushed sideways.

However, Lin Shidong unexpectedly restored the connection at an extremely fast speed.

A quick forehand shot, blocked by a turn around.

Chen Jin originally thought that his explosive charge had already scored the winning goal.

This results in a slightly slower recovery and inability to connect to the next board.

What's more, Lin Shidong took advantage of the opponent's force and the ball went as fast as a bullet out of the gun.

Chen Jin couldn't cope with it.

0: 2.

"Can this also prevent me from turning back?" Chen Jin nodded secretly, "It seems that Lin Shidong's condition is really gradually returning."

However, with four match points in hand, he was not panicked at all.

Taking the ping-pong ball, Chen Jin blew on it and turned to look at Lin Shidong.

Seeing him bending down with sharp eyes, he slowly started to serve the ball.

Hook.

Side down.

Right of center line.

Lin Shidong stepped forward, seized the landing point, lowered his shoulders, raised his elbows, and raised his wrists to accumulate strength.

Pause for a moment, then twist in a straight line with your backhand.

Just in time to block Chen Jin's position.

Chen Jin made a backhand move and cut sideways.

Lin Shidong turned sideways, lowered his center of gravity, pulled the racket up, and pulled the ball high.

The high loop is strong in rotation.

The power-speed curve is far inferior to the rushing ball.

This also gave Chen Jin enough time to step back from the table, turn sideways, and hit a counter-attack.

The ping-pong ball, with its strong back-pulling rotation, flew in an extremely strange arc, low and flat, towards the opponent's side of the table.

The moment it touched the platform, it plunged down hard.

At this time, Lin Shidong also retreated to the middle table, put strength into his right arm, and pulled with his forehand.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

……

Forehand burst, backhand burst.

On the playing field.

Two figures were running all over the field, fighting back and forth, with no clear winner.

The stalemate in the middle and long distance is not only a test of basic skills, but also a competition of pace and endurance.

Such violent and exciting continuous confrontations made the audience exclaim continuously.

Finally, Chen Jin spread his wings like a roc and swung his backhand like a heavy artillery, with a strong side spin, flying towards Lin Shidong's backhand position.

Lin Shidong predicted the landing point, took his position in advance, and was ready for battle.

But he misjudged the sidespin of the ball.

The ping-pong ball fell onto the table and, the moment it bounced, it turned sharply to the right.

Lin Shidong is slightly off point.

"boom!"

The ball hit the edge of the board and leaped up like a firework, flying straight into the air.

"Wow—"

In the huge stadium, there was a burst of warm applause.

"nice shot!"

Liu Guoliang, Wang Hao and others also smiled and applauded.

Unlike other audiences.

What they saw was not only the brilliance of this goal, but also the future of Chinese table tennis.

"We played against each other for 27 consecutive times, and every single one of them was very violent."

Liu Guoliang said with a smile, "After watching this goal, who would dare to say that our echelon construction is not good?"

You have to know that the two people playing on the field, one is nineteen years old and the other is only fifteen years old.

Thanks to someone, since the Paris Olympics, the outside world has been criticizing and questioning the echelon construction of the Chinese national table tennis team, which has put the Chinese national table tennis team under great pressure.

Echelon building requires giving young players more opportunities to participate.

This means that veterans must be stockpiled.

However, piling up veterans will draw opposition and even abuse from fans.

This way, we fall into a vicious circle.

For the future of the national table tennis team, the coaching staff can only bear the pressure and sacrifice the veterans.

If the young players perform well, they will be able to shut up the critics.

On the contrary, the coaching staff is under greater pressure.

Fortunately, Chen Jin's performance made Liu Guoliang and the head coach breathe a sigh of relief.

And now, Chen Jin and Lin Shidong have both advanced to the military round of the Frankfurt Championship.

It is also a powerful response to doubts about echelon construction.

1: 2.

Although the game was lost, the confrontation was at its peak. Lin Shidong put his hand on his waist and couldn't help laughing.

He had tried his best in this goal.

However, Chen Jin is more skilled.

"I have to admit that Chen Jin's mid-range and long-range abilities are better than mine."

Lin Shidong sighed in his heart.

What frightened him the most was.

In theory, the backhand of a straight-blade, especially at mid-range and long range, is much weaker than that of a horizontal-blade.

But Chen Jin's backhand is not only continuous and stable, but also fierce and violent.

He fought back against Lin Shidong and was not at a disadvantage at all.

It can even penetrate Lin Shidong's backhand.

"I used a straight backhand with a side spin. I made a slight mistake in my aim, but it's not a big problem."

Lin Shidong secretly summed up and reminded himself, "When playing against each other, the rhythm of the landing points is too conservative, and I need to be bolder."

Followed by.

Chen Jin continued to serve.

But this time, he changed the way he served.

Forehand serve, more spin.

"Pure backspin?"

Lin Shidong saw through it at a glance.

When receiving the serve, use your fingers and wrists to increase friction and rub the ball back.

Even though he had predicted it, Lin Shidong still underestimated the rotation of Chen Jin's ball.

laugh!
The return ball hit the net.

The ping-pong ball stuck to the net and rolled sideways for a while.

Then, he fell down.

It actually fell on the table on Chen Jin's side.

Wiped a dead net.

It's a lucky ball, even gods can't save it.

3: 1.

Lin Shidong quickly raised his hand to apologize: "Sorry, I'm sorry."

The score was already behind, and the opponent even had a lucky shot.

If it were any other young player, their mentality would fluctuate to a greater or lesser extent.

But Chen Jin had no expression on his face and was not affected at all.

Of course, what was not affected was Chen Jin's steady mentality.

This lucky ball still has a certain impact on the rhythm of the game.

Originally, taking advantage of the morale from the previous goal, Chen Jin planned to make a final push and equalize the score.

Unexpectedly, a hit on the net interrupted his offensive rhythm.

The serve right returned to Lin Shidong.

Lin Shidong grew up again.

This time, there were no mistakes, and he successfully blocked Chen Jin's batting position.

4: 1.

Second serve.

Chen Jin pushed the ball back halfway out of the table, but his control was a little weak and he was rushed by Lin Shidong.

1: 5.

Faced with such a huge score deficit, there was still no fluctuation on Chen Jin's face.

Until he tried to sneak the ball, he was spotted by Lin Shidong and scored with a backhand.

The score is 1:6.

Chen Jin immediately put down his racket and gestured to indicate a timeout.

Looking at Chen Jin who was walking off the court with a towel, Wang Hao frowned slightly: "Is it because you are behind in the score and you are a little anxious? Why did you use your forehand on the 4:1 ball? Why did you use a long serve just now?"

Since the Montpellier Championship, Chen Jin has won almost all of his opponents by crushing them.

The situation of falling behind in the score is extremely rare, even unprecedented.

It has to be said that with Lin Shidong's strength, he did pose a considerable threat to Chen Jin.

But, from Wang Hao's perspective, some of Chen Jin's decisions in the third game seemed a bit strange.

"Do you think there is a possibility that Chen Jin did it on purpose?"

Liu Guoliang pondered.

"deliberately?"

Wang Hao was slightly startled, "What do you mean?"

"Lin Shidong was trailing 0-2, so the third game was crucial for him and he would definitely fight hard."

Liu Guoliang crossed his arms and narrowed his eyes. "If Chen Jin wins the third game like he did in the first two games, Lin Shidong might give up and fight even harder in the fourth game."

Hearing this, Wang Hao suddenly realized: "Is Chen Jin trying to mess with Lin Shidong's mentality in the third game?"

"It's possible."

Liu Guoliang nodded.

"Uh……"

Wang Hao frowned and said, "But what if something goes wrong?"

"That depends on Chen Jin's strength."

Liu Guoliang smiled slightly, "If I guess correctly, after the timeout, Chen Jin will most likely play a serve."

"Then, with the speed of approaching the stage, we can suppress Lin Shidong and reverse the situation."

(End of this chapter)