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

Chapter 275 Racket Testing

Holding the racket he had broken by stepping on it, Lin Shidong was pale, feeling as if a huge rock was pressing down on his heart, making it hard to breathe.

"Chen Jin, I'm sorry, I... I really didn't mean to..."

Lin Shidong kept his head down, not daring to look Chen Jin in the eye, and kept apologizing.

His voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were a little red.

He knew all too well how important a racket was to a player.

Moreover, this racket is the motherboard that has accompanied Chen Jin in his many battles.

It was also the weapon that Chen Jin was most comfortable using.

Now, with the competition imminent, his foot has broken it, and the impact of this is self-evident.

More importantly, what if others thought I deliberately broke Chen Jin's racket?

Did they think that Wang Chuqin and I were in cahoots to deliberately frame Chen Jin?
These thoughts kept swirling and echoing in Lin Shidong's mind.

After all, the chat log incident had already exposed his relationship with Wang Chuqin.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. Lin Shidong's heart grew heavier and heavier, and he could hardly calm down.

This scene came out of nowhere.

Chen Jin was also stunned.

After a long moment of stunned silence, he finally came to his senses.

Looking at the broken racket, a hint of regret flashed in Chen Jin's eyes.

Back then, in order to find a suitable racket, he and Coach Wu visited almost every specialty store of the S Province team before finally choosing this racket.

Having accompanied me for many years, fighting alongside me to victory, they are like my most trusted comrades-in-arms.

How could Chen Jin not be heartbroken?
But he quickly calmed down.

He stepped forward and took the racket from the bewildered Lin Shidong.

After examining it carefully, I sighed inwardly.

Then, she looked up at Lin Shidong with a calm smile and said in a gentle voice, "It's nothing, don't worry about it."

Lin Shidong looked remorseful and kept apologizing, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Judging from his appearance, he seemed to want to kneel on the ground and kowtow to Chen Jin.

"It's really okay."

Chen Jin's tone remained gentle and genuine as he reassured him, "I have a spare racket."

"You still have a match later, so don't let this trivial matter affect your performance."

however.

The more he acted this way, the more intense Lin Shidong's guilt became.

at this time.

The others in the training hall, including Wang Hao, Liang Jingkun, and Wang Chuqin, also noticed the commotion and gathered around to see what had happened.

"what happened?"

As Wang Hao approached, he immediately noticed the broken racket in Chen Jin's hand, recognized it as Chen Jin's racket, and frowned, "What happened? How did the racket break?"

"it's me……"

Lin Shidong lowered his head, his voice almost squeezed out of his throat, "I accidentally broke Chen Jin's racket."

Hear the words.

Wang Hao's face immediately darkened: "You..."

The words of insult were about to come out, but he swallowed them back down.

With the match between Lin Shidong and Zhang Benzhihe about to begin, criticizing Lin Shidong at this time would inevitably affect his mentality in the match.

"Coach Wang, this isn't Stone's fault."

Chen Jin stepped forward, "Besides, I have a spare racket, so it's not a big problem."

The matter has come to this, and it is useless to say more.

Wang Hao glanced at Chen Jin, his expression softening slightly, but he was still somewhat uneasy.

"Have you ever used a spare racket during training?"

Wang Hao asked.

Having learned from the experience of the Paris Olympics, he became more cautious.

"Used."

Chen Jin nodded, "The performance and feel are almost identical to the main racket."

"That's good."

Wang Hao pondered for a moment, "Just to be on the safe side, let's get the spare racket tested beforehand."

"I'll go with you."

There are still two or three hours until the semi-final match between Chen Jin and Wang Chuqin.

Get it tested in advance, so that if there are any problems, you can fix them as soon as possible.

Chen Jin naturally had no objection to this.

After carefully putting the broken racket into its case, Chen Jin took out a spare racket.

Together with Wang Hao, they went to the testing room.

As Chen Jin passed by Lin Shidong, he gently patted Lin Shidong's shoulder and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, it's really nothing." "I'm sorry..."

Lin Shidong said in a low voice.

Watching Chen Jin and Wang Hao's retreating figures, a barely perceptible hint of joy flashed across Wang Chuqin's dark eyes.

Then, everything returned to normal.

Testing room.

The staff took Chen Jin's spare racket and examined it carefully.

Wang Hao and Chen Jin sat quietly to the side, waiting.

"take it easy."

Wang Hao put his arm around Chen Jin's shoulder and said, "Under normal circumstances, there shouldn't be any problems."

"Ah."

Chen Jin nodded.

Rubber pimple density, sponge thickness, rubber surface flatness, blade material thickness and flatness, VOC testing...

The testing of all items was completed in nearly twenty minutes.

The staff member, holding a racket, looked up at Chen Jin and Wang Hao with a somewhat serious expression.

"The thickness of the single-layer carbon fiber in the base plate adhesive layer is somewhat abnormal and does not comply with the competition regulations."

This result greatly surprised Wang Hao and Chen Jin.

"what?"

Wang Hao's expression changed instantly. "Non-compliant?"

"Yes."

The staff nodded.

"This……"

Wang Hao frowned deeply.

Chen Jin was quite surprised by this.

In previous matches, he always used his main racket.

Each test went smoothly.

The spare camera had never been used, but I never expected it to fail the test.

"Don't worry, there's still time. Let me think of a way..."

After offering Chen Jin a few words of comfort, Wang Hao pondered for a moment, then took out his phone and walked to the side.

He immediately dialed Liu Guoliang's number.

"Coach Liu, there's something I need to ask you about."

Wang Hao lowered his voice, "Chen Jin's racket was just sent for testing, and the testing personnel actually said it was non-compliant."

"Oh?"

On the other end of the phone, Liu Guoliang said calmly, "If it's not compliant, it's not compliant. Doesn't Chen Jin have a spare racket?"

"Nothing."

Wang Hao said, "The racket that was just sent for testing was a spare racket."

"what?"

Liu Guoliang's voice was somewhat surprised, "I'm a little confused... The spare racket was sent for testing, but what about Chen Jin's main racket?"

"It was accidentally stepped on and broke."

"what?"

Liu Guoliang remained silent for a few seconds.

He paused for a moment before asking, "Don't you have any other rackets?"

Wang Hao looked at Chen Jin, who gently shook his head.

"No."

Wang Hao sighed.

The accompanying personnel for this Fukuoka Grand Final were all shakehand grip players, except for Chen Jin.

No one else owns a penhold grip.

"Could we find Felix or Qiu Dang and borrow their rackets temporarily?"

Liu Guoliang pondered for a moment.

Different playing styles naturally require different racket performance.

If Chen Jin borrows someone else's racket, it will inevitably affect his feel and performance.

However, at this point, there is no other way.

"I'll try my best to coordinate..."

Wang Hao hadn't finished speaking.

At this moment, Chen Jin seemed to suddenly remember something, and his eyes lit up: "Oh right, I also brought a racket."

(End of this chapter)