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

Chapter 25 [025] Broken Dao Heart

Two games, only one point.

This was the biggest defeat Ding Xiaowei had ever suffered since he learned to play table tennis.

He was full of confidence before the game, but was slapped in the face after the game. It goes without saying how depressed and devastated he felt.

In the last few balls of the second game, Ding Xiaowei was completely numbed by Chen Jin's attack and his mind went blank.

After shaking hands with Chen Jin numbly, he had a blank expression on his face and dull eyes. He wiped the sweat off his face while walking to the side.

For the first time, deep down, I felt shaken.

I have been sticking to the slice-and-slice style of play for so many years, is there really any way out?

Actually.

Having played so many games, Ding Xiaowei has lost quite a few.

But this time, the heavy blow was unprecedented.

In the match with Chen Jin, he used all his skills and all his life's knowledge, constantly changing his tactics and playing style.

Even if he exhausted all his gold and tried his best, he could only barely get a mere point from Chen Jin.

Chen Jin seemed like a towering mountain, stretching before his eyes, impossible to climb, let alone surpass.

A strong sense of oppression will only give rise to endless despair in people's hearts.

This kind of despair is the most tormenting.

Whether in amateur or professional competitions, a good chopper is destined to have few friends.

Long rubber has no friends at all.

Ding Xiaowei's playing style happens to combine long rubber and slice.

Not only does he have no friends, but in the eyes of some of his opponents, he even has no mother.

Although in fact, his mother had passed away long ago.

Over the years, he has experienced a lot of ridicule and doubts on and off the court, such as "disgusting playing style" and "winning by relying on strange rubber"...

However, relying on his love for the unique technique of slicing, Ding Xiaowei still gritted his teeth and persevered.

I have finally made it to today, and I am only one step away from the threshold of the national team.

However, Chen Jin's ruthless attacks shattered his resolve and caused him to fall into deep self-doubt.

Ding Xiaowei sat on the ground with a dejected look, supporting himself with his hands, leaning back, looking at the ceiling and sniffing.

A drop of hot liquid was about to flow out of the corner of his eye and mix with the sweat on his forehead.

at this time.

Suddenly, a voice with a hint of warmth came from not far away: "Your slice, both offensive and defensive, is really rare, but I suggest you change to a rubber with sponge."

Hearing this, Ding Xiaowei was stunned for a moment.

Turn around and look.

But Chen Jin was sitting on the ground carelessly, holding a banana in his hand and chewing it slowly.

"Would you like one?"

Chen Jin raised his head.

"Need not."

Ding Xiaowei was stunned again and shook his head.

“I’ve played with those guys with long rubber in the park before.”

Chen Jin ate a banana and said slowly, "Long rubber with sponge is much harder to play than long rubber without sponge."

garden?

Long rubber uncle?

Ding Xiaowei frowned: "A professional athlete from the provincial team actually went to the park to play basketball with others? Your behavior is clearly a shameful act."

Although there has always been a saying circulating on the Internet that "the community table tennis championship is the hardest championship to win in the world."

In fact, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously.

A profession is a profession. Whether it is the talent for playing or the daily training, it is not something that an amateur can imagine.

Chen Jin was naturally very clear about this.

He smiled and said, "There are many experts among the people, and you can occasionally catch a few big fish in the wild ponds."

In order to become the most handsome and dazzling old man in the park, some old men have devoted themselves to practicing a technique for decades, such as serving together and making sudden attacks when the opponent is not prepared.

Occasionally playing this unconventional style of play with them can really help improve your skills and tactics.

In terms of basic skills and hard power, Park Da Ye's long rubber playing style is indeed far inferior to Ding Xiaowei.

However, he is an old hand at equipment and has put a lot of thought into it.

Either solidify it, make it a mushroom head, or soak the rubber in vinegar, they use every possible means.

In terms of disgustingness, it is much more exaggerated than Ding Xiaowei.

"..."

Ding Xiaowei hesitated for a moment, "Although the long rubber with sponge increases the elasticity, it is not easy to control when slicing the ball."

As a user of long rubber, having trained for so many years, he naturally knows the characteristics of long rubber with or without sponge.

Moreover, he had tried both types of long rubber, but in order to pursue the control and stability of long rubber slice, he finally chose the long rubber without sponge.

“I have never used long rubber, so I am just talking about my experience playing against you.”

Chen Jin pondered, "I think your attacking threat is greater than your slicing threat. You can change to long rubber with sponge to increase your attacking ability, focusing on attacking and supplementing with slicing..."

Many times, the person who truly understands you is not yourself, but your opponent.

After listening to Chen Jin's words.

Ding Xiaowei's eyes suddenly lit up, as if the door to a new world had opened.

What he said... doesn't seem to be anything wrong!
To control this thing, you can actually rely on a lot of tactile practice to adapt to or avoid it!
Maybe, you can really give it a try!
But the problem is, "It's too late for me to change the rubber now."

In his backpack, he carried two spare long rubbers, but both were without sponge.

Moreover, when changing equipment, especially when switching from a rubber without sponge to a rubber with sponge, the playing style will definitely change.

It takes a lot of training to get used to it.

It is equivalent to a technical transformation.

It is not possible to just stick the rubber on and immediately pick up the racket and go to the court.

but.

Ding Xiaowei still felt that Chen Jin's proposal was very beneficial and worth a try.

"Thanks."

Ding Xiaowei looked at Chen Jin, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

After playing so many games with so many people, Chen Jin was the only opponent he met who discussed equipment and playing style with him.

The post-match comments from other players, even those who beat him, were nothing more than "so disgusting" and "playing with weird rubber".

"It's just an exchange of equipment. There's nothing to thank for."

Chen Jin smiled and waved his hand.

But you are the first and only opponent who beat me so badly but still sincerely discussed equipment with me and gave me advice!
Ding Xiaowei thought to himself.

Sniffing, he quickly turned his head and looked at the table.

At this time, Ouyang Liangqin and Qin Wenjie had just finished their pre-match training.

"Although, before the final round, I hope I won't be paired with you again."

Ding Xiaowei's heart was filled with shadows, and he said solemnly, "If I'm in the same group with you again, my heart will be broken."

ha?
Is this a broken heart?
When we drew lots before, weren't you looking forward to being assigned to the same group with me?

Have you forgotten the situation at that time so quickly?

It’s okay, please watch the VCR!

Chen Jin smiled and said nothing more.

We also turned our attention to the match between Ouyang Liangqin and Qin Wenjie.

The two players' levels were comparable, and the fight was back and forth, with the score being very tense.

Forehand slam dunk from far table, backhand slam dunk from near table, quick slam dunk from halfway out of table, sideways burst...it's extremely exciting.

"nice shot!"

"Pretty!"

Chen Jin and Ding Xiaowei's applause and cheers were heard from the audience from time to time.

After a conversation with Chen Jin, Ding Xiaowei actually began to appreciate the match between the two.

In the end, the final went to a tiebreak.

Qin Wenjie tried to pull the ball out halfway, but was blocked by Ouyang Liangqin's forehand.

6: 7.

Ouyang Liangqin had the last laugh.

"Well fought, bro."

"Luck, pure luck."

When they shook hands after the game, the two were laughing and joking, unlike during the competition when they were tense and wanted to kill each other with one blow.

Game 5.

Chen Jin versus Ouyang Liangqin.

Before the game, Ouyang Liangqin was ambitious: "Master Chen Jin, as long as I defeat you, I still have hope of advancing."

"Well, theoretically there is."

Chen Jin smiled slightly, "Come on."

Thirteen minutes later.

The game is over and I leave work at the speed of light.

Ouyang Liangqin sighed to the sky: "I can't beat him, I really can't beat him."

“I hope that when we fight again next year, my luck will be better, at least I won’t be defeated by a monster like Chen Jin in the first round!”

(End of this chapter)