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

Chapter 311 The MVP of the Chinese Table Tennis Super League is much more difficult to win than the WTT championship!

The meal was eaten in unusual silence.

Just like in the World Cup final, they suffered a shock defeat to foreign players.

Knowing she had said the wrong thing, Luo Ling tried several times to break the heart-wrenching silence.

But in the end, he still couldn't bring himself to say it.

After we finished eating.

Luo Ling asked cautiously, "Are you full?"

"Ah."

Chen Jin nodded.

"I'll go pay the bill..."

Luo Ling grabbed her phone, just about to get up.

"no need."

Chen Jin said calmly, "I've already given it."

Upon hearing this, Luo Ling froze in mid-air, her lips moved, but she only let out a soft "oh".

The little girl, Xixi, was lying on the table, poking at the remaining lemon slices in the cup with her chopsticks.

Leave the mall.

The early winter wind swept in, carrying fallen leaves and making people's hair messy.

Luo Ling held the little girl's hand and silently followed behind Chen Jin, keeping a distance of about three feet.

Sudden.

Chen Jin stopped and turned around, saying, "It's cold outside, why don't you go back first?"

"how about you?"

Luo Ling looked at the boy in front of her, her voice trembling slightly in the wind.

"I'm going to the supermarket to buy some things."

Chen Jin finally turned around, but his gaze fell on the little girl's crown of hair. "Later, I'll go with my dad to visit my father-in-law."

"Oh."

Luo Ling lowered her eyes. "It's getting cold, wear more clothes. When you go out for the competition, go to bed early tonight and get plenty of rest. Don't overwork yourself."

"I know."

Chen Jin nodded, "How are you going to get back? I'll call you a taxi."

"Need not."

Luo Ling quickly waved her hand, "You go ahead with your work, Xi Xi and I will take the bus."

"it is good."

Chen Jin did not insist.

After saying that, he squatted down and gently stroked the top of the little girl's head.

"Xixi, be a good girl and listen to your mom and dad."

Chen Jin took out a box of candy from his backpack, which he had bought in Sweden.

"Wow!"

The little girl cheered, her round eyes sparkling like stars, "Thank you, bro!"

Holding the candy box, she stood on tiptoe, leaned forward, and gave Chen Jin a light peck on the cheek: "mua~"

Chen Jin smiled, patted the little girl's head again, and then stood up.

"My dad is waiting for me at the supermarket entrance."

Chen Jin feigned nonchalance, "I'm leaving now."

"Slower."

Luo Ling hesitated, as if she wanted to say something but then stopped.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back.

Standing there blankly, watching Chen Jin's back disappear into the crowd, Luo Ling seemed to see an unhealable rift between mother and son.

The bus was slow, but we finally got to catch it.

Luo Ling carefully carried the sleeping little girl onto the bus.

Just sat down.

Mobile phone vibration.

The caller ID on the screen reads: Lao Wu.

Are you with Xiao Jin?

The voice on the other end of the phone sounded somewhat hurried.

"I just finished eating."

Luo Ling pulled the little girl closer to her. "What's wrong?"

"Xiao Jin just messaged me saying that she transferred some money to my bank card and asked me to check it."

Old Wu said in a deep voice, "I checked, it's 100,000."

"what?"

Luo Ling's fingers gripped her phone tightly.

Back when she divorced Chen Jianguo and got together with Lao Wu, rumors circulated in her hometown that she was a gold digger who had hooked up with a rich man.

In reality, she and Lao Wu worked from nine to nine all year round, and their combined annual salary was only around 100,000 yuan.

With elderly parents on both sides to support and two young children to raise, the pressure of life is immense.

After years of saving every penny, I've only managed to save tens of thousands of yuan.

For a family like theirs, the meaning of 100,000 yuan is self-evident.

The noise of the bus suddenly seemed to fade into the distance, and all I could hear was the sound of my own heartbeat.

"Xiao Jin..."

Luo Ling lowered her head, tears streaming down her face and dripping onto the little girl's coat.

The little girl was startled awake: "Huh, it's raining?"

Neighborhood supermarket.

Chen Jianguo pushed the shopping cart and followed Chen Jin, walking between the shelves.

Nut gift boxes, milk powder for middle-aged and elderly people, induction cookers, rice cookers...

“Your husband likes to have a drink now and then, so get him a couple of bottles of wine.”

Chen Jianguo suggested.

"it is good."

Chen Jin put two bottles of Moutai into the shopping cart without even blinking.

When checking out.

The cashier, a middle-aged woman, couldn't help but glance at Chen Jin a few more times: "Wait, aren't you that...that guy?"

"Playing ping-pong!"

"Oh my god, my grandson really likes you."

Chen Jin smiled slightly and said, "Auntie, you've mistaken me for someone else. I just look a little like you."

"is it?"

The older woman was skeptical.

The father and son, carrying large and small bags, hailed a ride-hailing car and headed straight for their hometown.

The car sped out of the city.

The skyscrapers outside the car window were gradually replaced by fields and hills.

Chen Jianguo, who hadn't been back to his hometown for several years, looked out the window at the unfamiliar yet familiar scenery and couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

"Feeling apprehensive as you approach home?"

Chen Jin gently put his arm around Chen Jianguo's shoulder.

"Kind of."

Chen Jianguo directly admitted to the matter.

"The fragrance of earth blows in my face, and I have returned to my long-lost hometown. The road of time has accumulated so many vicissitudes, allowing me to embrace the scenery of my hometown once again."

Chen Jin hummed softly, "A heart sways in the wind, wandering for so many years..."

More than an hour later.

The car stopped at the entrance of the village.

The father and son carried their things and headed home.

As they walked down the street, someone recognized the father and son and greeted them warmly: "Isn't this Hepingwa? We haven't seen you in so many years!"

"You're coming back to see your old man?"

Everyone he met was an acquaintance, so Chen Jianguo stopped and offered them cigarettes.

at this time.

sunset.

The gentle sunlight bathed this remote village in a golden glow.

An old man was cutting grass in the field, holding a sickle.

Suddenly, he heard someone call his name: "Old Luo, why aren't you going back yet?"

"The pig feed hasn't been cut yet, what's the point of going back so early?"

The old man said irritably.

"Your son-in-law and grandson are back, they're outside in the yard and can't get in. Aren't you going to go back and open the door?"

Hear the words.

The old man looked up, half-believing and half-doubting: "Don't hit me on the head, okay?"

"Erhu!"

At this moment.

The old man's phone rang. He took it out and saw that the caller ID showed "Jinwazi".

"Father-in-law, where are you?"

As soon as the call connected, Chen Jin blurted out, "Come back quickly and open the door for me and my dad."

"What's going on?"

The old man suddenly stood up, swaying and almost falling. "You and your father are back?"

"The enemy."

Chen Jin smiled.

"Okay, okay, I'll be right back, right back..."

The old man was overjoyed. He grabbed his sickle, abandoned his basket, and ran home.

When I got home and saw it, I was overjoyed.

"You're back? Why didn't you tell me beforehand?"

The old man's complaints were tinged with immense joy.

"Are you surprised? Are you surprised? Are you happy?"

Chen Jin smiled.

"I'm so happy, so very happy."

The old man pulled his keys out of his pocket, grinning from ear to ear. "It's good that you're back. Why did you buy so much stuff?" His gaze shifted to Chen Jianguo. "You finally decided to come back?"

Chen Jianguo opened his mouth, but felt a lump in his throat and couldn't speak.

Since his divorce from Luo Ling, Chen Jianguo has not seen the old woman for several years.

However, the monthly alimony is deposited into the elderly person's account on time.

After many years, upon seeing the old man again, I was so overwhelmed with emotion that I didn't know how to address him.

Call me Dad?

But he had already divorced Luo Ling.

Call me uncle?

It also seemed too distant.

The old man saw right through Chen Jianguo's thoughts: "Calling me 'old man' is too much for you, isn't it?"

"dad."

Chen Jianguo then called out.

"Father-in-law."

Chen Jin looked at the sickle in the old man's hand and asked, "Where did you go just now?"

"Cut the pigweed..."

The old man suddenly remembered, slapped his thigh, and exclaimed, "Oh no, my bamboo basket!"

He was in such a hurry to get back that he forgot the basket of pig feed on the ground.

Where is the bamboo basket?

Chen Jianguo put down what he was holding. "I'll go and carry it back."

"Forget it, it's just a tattered bamboo basket, nobody wants it."

The old man waved his hand.

However, under Chen Jianguo's insistence, the old man finally relented: "It's in Si Mu Qi, the one you used to weave for me in the back basket at home."

"got it."

Chen Jianguo went alone.

Open the gate.

Big Yellow wagged its tail and wiggled its rump, already pouncing on Chen Jin, jumping and whimpering.

Seeing that the yard was a bit messy, the old man picked up a broom and swept it up.

Afterwards, chickens and ducks were slaughtered in front of the door, and firewood and vegetables were gathered behind the house.

very busy.

"Is it cold?"

The old man poked his head out of the kitchen and smiled at Chen Jin, "If you're cold, come and help your father-in-law light the fire."

The flames in the stove crackled and popped.

Chen Jin sat on a small stool, holding fire tongs, warming the fire and adding firewood.

The warm firelight illuminated his face.

It instantly reminded him of his childhood, when he would sit by the stove, waiting for his father-in-law to cook, the whole house filled with the aroma of food.

Twilight Quadruple.

Inside the main room, a lamp illuminated the entire table.

"Peace Boy, it's been so many years since we've had a drink together. How about a couple of sips tonight?"

The old man took out a bottle of strong liquor.

"Have it."

Chen Jianguo rubbed his hands together. "However, let's change the drinks."

Having said that, he already had the Moutai in his hand.

"This wine looks rather high-end."

The old man blinked.

Even the most expensive wine is still wine.

Chen Jianguo laughed and said, "Dad, I'll fill it up for you."

A few cups of light wine, and all the bitterness and sorrow of the past few years are contained within.

At night, Chen Jianguo slept in the same bed with the old man, their feet touching.

The next day, early in the morning.

The town mayor and the village party secretary's car were already parked at the entrance.

“It’s really not easy for someone from our village to produce a talent.”

The town mayor shook Chen Jin's hand and praised him highly, "Chen Jin, play well, win more championships, bring glory to the country, and our village will be proud of you."

"Yes, yes, definitely."

Chen Jin was exhausted from dealing with the situation, but his smile remained unchanged.

After lunch.

Chen Jin called a rideshare and embarked on his journey home with Chen Jianguo.

Meeting is difficult, parting is even more difficult.

The old man held the father and son's hands tightly, reluctant to let go: "No matter what others say, you and Pingwa will always be part of the Luo family."

“When you come back for the New Year, there will always be a bed for you to sleep in.”

"I'm getting older now, and every time I see someone, it's one less time I'll see them..."

His heartfelt intentions were irrepressible.

Chen Jianguo choked up a little: "Dad, don't worry, I will definitely come back for Chinese New Year this year."

Sit in the car.

Seeing that Chen Jianguo's long-standing knot had finally been untied, he seemed much more relaxed.

"dad."

Chen Jin put his arm around Chen Jianguo's shoulder and said, "I hope that next time I come back, I can ride in your car."

Chen Jianguo smiled.

Silent all night.

The next day, Chen Jianguo rode his motorcycle and took Chen Jin to the provincial team.

Chen Longcan, Lin Yunru, and others had already assembled and were just waiting for Chen Jin to arrive before setting off for Changsha.

Life is short, only a few decades, and it is made up of countless gatherings and separations.

Chen Jin was already used to this.

We boarded the van and drove away slowly.

Looking in the rearview mirror, Chen Jin saw that Chen Jianguo was still standing there, like a statue, staring at the direction the car had gone, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Tianfu Airport, direct flights to Changsha.

Upon landing at Huanghua International Airport, I immediately noticed that the lobby was plastered with advertisements for the Chinese Table Tennis Super League.

Wang Chuqin and Sun Yingsha are naturally in the center of the poster.

Chen Jin's figure was also in the corner.

The only one missing is Fan Zhendong.

"hehe."

Upon seeing the promotional poster, Chen Jin gave a cold smile.

The competition will be held at the gymnasium of the new campus of Central South University.

The hotel we stayed at was the Meixi Lake Jinmao Luxury Collection Hotel.

The room for two is bright and spacious.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, one can still see the lake view.

Lin Yunru was packing his luggage when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.

"Who?"

Chen Jin stepped forward.

As soon as the door opens.

Suddenly, a figure, accompanied by hearty laughter, pounced forward.

"Brother Jin!"

Without a doubt, it was Zhang Jiahao.

Xie Mingyang stood to the side, hands in his pockets, looking at Chen Jin and nodding with a smile.

Struggling to break free from Zhang Jiahao's embrace, Chen Jin asked, "When did you arrive?"

"I just arrived at noon."

Zhang Jiahao grinned, glanced at the room behind Chen Jin, and lowered his voice, "Brother Jin, I heard that the provincial team went all out this time and brought in Lin Yunru as an outside helper. Is that true?"

"I am right here. Why don't you go and ask me yourself?"

Chen Jin smiled.

"Wow!"

Zhang Jiahao clicked his tongue in amazement, "Coach Chen is aiming for the championship in this Chinese Table Tennis Super League."

"if not?"

Chen Jin raised an eyebrow.

"With Brother Jin around, winning the championship is so easy!"

Zhang Jiahao laughed and said, "The Chinese Table Tennis Super League champion gets a prize of one million yuan. If you win the MVP award in both singles and doubles, you get an extra 100,000 yuan."

"Brother Jin, remember to treat me to a meal later."

In his eyes, it seemed that nothing else mattered except eating and drinking.

"Winning the MVP award in singles is not easy."

Xie Mingyang said, "In this Super League, in addition to the Dragon Team, a group of top players such as Fan Zhendong, Wang Chuqin, Lin Shidong, Liang Jingkun, Lin Gaoyuan, and Xu Xin have gathered together, as well as foreign players such as Matsushima Teruaki and Ahn Jae-hyun. They are all giving it their all and are eyeing the competition."

"Winning the MVP award in the Chinese Table Tennis Super League is much more difficult than winning the WTT championship."

His words were by no means alarmist.

Putting everything else aside, although Fan Zhendong has withdrawn from competitions one after another since the Paris Olympics, his strength remains.

Of the five top players in the Chinese national table tennis team, Chen Jin has already lost to four of them.

Only Fan Zhendong has not yet faced him.

This is precisely what has garnered so much attention in this year's Chinese Table Tennis Super League.

Of course, whether it was Wang Chuqin or Lin Shidong and others, they all wanted to defeat Chen Jin and Fan Zhendong in order to prove themselves.

When fortunes change, conflict is inevitable.

"I personally look forward to your match against Fan Zhendong."

Xie Mingyang looked at Chen Jin.

One is a violent panda who just won the Grand Slam, and the other is a genius boy who reached his peak right from his debut.

Once the two face off, the excitement of the match is self-evident.

"I am looking forward too."

Chen Jin curled the corners of his lips, his gaze darkening slightly.

(End of this chapter)