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

Chapter 37 [037] C5 is also C

Chapter 37 [037] C5 is also C
Yuan Qiang's short pass went into the net.

The fourth round of the round-robin match in Group 2 has finally come to an end.

Xie Mingyang scored three points, took the lead and advanced to the next round as the first in the group.

Zhang Jiahao scored two points, following closely behind.

Wang Chenfeng and Yuan Qiang were eliminated and failed to qualify.

At this point, the top four teams of the U16 national table tennis trials have been announced.

"Father!"

As soon as he saw Chen Jin, Zhang Jiahao pretended to cry bitterly and wanted to kneel at Chen Jin's feet.

"Hey, what's going on?"

Chen Jin frowned slightly, "Didn't you advance to the final round of the round-robin tournament?"

"But……"

Zhang Jiahao looked at Chen Jin pitifully, his eyes revealing unwillingness, "I lost to Xie Mingyang again."

"The son avenges his father. You must avenge your son."

After living together for two years, how could he not know Zhang Jiahao's character? Chen Jin said calmly: "Do your own things by yourself. If you rely on heaven, earth, or your parents, you are not a hero."

"You're full of jingles. Brother Jin, do you want to take the postgraduate entrance exam too?"

Zhang Jiahao blinked.

"Graduate school entrance exam? I still want to study for a doctorate."

Chen Jin retorted.

In the final round of the round-robin, only four players remained and no draw was required.

However, Li Qian still gathered the four young men in front of him.

"Although there is no need to draw lots, the order of appearance still needs to be determined in advance."

Li Qian smiled and said, "The old rules, the first in each group plays against the first in each group, and the second in each group plays against each other, rock-paper-scissors. The winner plays the first game, and the loser plays the second game."

Xie Mingyang raised his eyebrows slightly, walked up to Chen Jin, held his head high and chest puffed out, with an expressionless face.

Chen Jin: "..."

The two men were about the same height, standing face to face, only two feet apart.

The gazes were at a loss and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

"Cough cough..."

Touching his nose, Chen Jin broke the silence and asked, "Who yells rock, paper, scissors?"

"You yell."

Xie Mingyang's tone was cold.

Originally, he wanted to use his domineering eyes to intimidate Chen Jin and overwhelm the other party with his momentum.

But at this distance, staring at each other intently, even the most domineering eyes became somewhat affectionate.

He couldn't hold on for three seconds and looked away guiltily.

"it is good."

Clenching his fist in front of him, Chen Jin slowly shouted, "Ready..."

Xie Mingyang slightly turned his body, hid his right fist behind his back, stared at Chen Jin with sharp eyes, his muscles tense, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Rock, Scissors, Paper—"

The voice just fell.

They both used scissors at the same time.

"Come again."

"Rock, Scissors, Paper—"

……

"continue."

"Rock, Scissors, Paper—"

……

"Come again!"

"Rock, Scissors, Paper—"

……

Chen Jin and Xie Mingyang played rock-paper-scissors for more than ten rounds, and all their answers were the same.

The victory between Zhang Jiahao and Ding Xiaowei was decided in just one round.

"I would say these two people are in tune with each other."

Zhang Jiahao curled his lips and said sourly, "Just play rock-paper-scissors, why are you standing so close to me? Do you want to fight or to punish me?"

Hear the words.

Ding Xiaowei glanced at Zhang Jiahao and thought to himself, as a straight man, should I stay away from this guy?

"Rock, scissors..."

Chen Jin hadn't finished shouting yet.

Xie Mingyang interrupted him: "Wait a minute, let me shout this time."

"Row."

Chen Jin shrugged slightly.

"Rock, Scissors, Paper—"

Xie Mingyang spoke each word with emphasis and intonation.

The voice just fell.

The two punched at the same time.

I looked at the other person making a scissors hand gesture, while I made a fist as big as a sandbag.

A bright smile finally appeared on Xie Mingyang's lips.

"I won."

Xie Mingyang raised his chin.

"Ah."

Chen Jin nodded, "You win." After that, he shook his hands and walked away with a calm expression.

Xie Mingyang was left alone, savoring the taste of victory.

"Okay, the winner has been decided."

Li Qian held up a megaphone and said, "In the first match of the fifth round of the U16 National Table Tennis Tournament, Ding Xiaowei will face Xie Mingyang."

"In the second match, Chen Jin will face Zhang Jiahao."

"You four, come here for a moment."

Li Qian turned around, put down the megaphone, picked up four sets of national team jerseys from the table and distributed them to the four people.

Holding the jersey in his hands and looking at the five-star red flag embroidered on the chest of the jersey, Zhang Jiahao was very excited: "Wearing this jersey, does it mean that I am a member of the national table tennis team?"

"No."

Li Qian shook his head.

"what?"

As if a basin of ice water was poured over his head, the smile on Zhang Jiahao's face disappeared instantly, and he snorted, "I was so happy for nothing."

Li Qian continued, "The competition will start on time at 2 pm. Come to the venue half an hour in advance."

"Half an hour earlier?"

Zhang Jiahao asked curiously, "Wasn't it ten minutes earlier yesterday?"

"Because Channel C is coming to interview us in the afternoon, we have to come earlier."

Li Qian smiled and said, "Remember to wear the uniforms given to you."

I heard that Channel C was actually coming to interview us. What a big deal for a national table tennis trial.

Even Xie Mingyang couldn't help but get a little excited.

"C-stage?"

Zhang Jiahao was excited, "Mom, I've made it. My son is going to be on the news."

"It's C5, not C1."

Li Qian smiled slightly, "If you want to be on the news broadcast, wait for the Olympics in four years and see if there is a chance."

“C5 is also C.”

Zhang Jiahao grinned.

"You probably don't have much chance of appearing on the News Broadcast, but you may still have a chance of appearing on Today's Statement."

Chen Jin teased.

……

canteen.

Chen Jin, Zhang Jiahao, Ouyang Liangqin and a large group of people gathered around a dining table.

"Come on, let's use soup instead of wine to celebrate Master Chen Jin and Zhang, Zhang..."

Ouyang Liangqin paused, turned to look at Zhang Jiahao, and asked apologetically, "Brother, what's your name?"

"Zhang Jiahao."

Zhang Jiahao was frowning and rolled his eyes.

I’m the runner-up of the Youth Championship, and now I’ve made it to the top four of the qualifiers. I may not be world-famous, but at least I’m known to everyone, young and old. How dare you not even remember my name?

You deserve to be in the top 64!
"Zhang Jiahao?"

Ouyang Liangqin murmured, "Open your mouth and howl at home... Okay, I remember it."

Zhang Jiahao: “…”

Bro, your method of memorizing names really deserves a beating!
How about we go out and practice alone for a while?

Zhang Jiahao felt depressed.

“…Celebrate to Master Chen Jin and brothers Zhang and Zhang for both reaching the semi-finals. I also wish you a successful start in the afternoon match.”

"It's boring."

"Dry!"

Amid cheers, everyone raised their soup bowls, clinked them lightly against each other, and then drank them all in one gulp.

"I heard that the top three players in this qualifying tournament will qualify for the WTT Regular Challenge Tournament in Lima, right?"

Qin Wenjie said.

"That's what they say."

Ouyang Liangqin said incoherently while chewing food.

"In the past, young players like us who just came out of the qualifiers would not be eligible to participate in the WTT competition."

Chen Zihan's face was full of envy.

"Otherwise, how can we say this is a bold reform?"

Ouyang Liangqin held the chopsticks in reverse and nodded, "It seems that the higher-ups are determined to carry out echelon construction."

"By the way..."