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

Chapter 479 Striving to get one replica trophy! No, two!
Click on WeChat.

The top few chat boxes all have bright red unread marks.

Ma Long: "Chen Jin, congratulations on winning Doha! [Fireworks][Fireworks][Fireworks] The future is yours. [Sincere face.jpg]"

Fan Zhendong: "I watched the final, and you played really well. Congratulations! I look forward to seeing you on the field (PS. Sharing Taylor Swift's 'The Alchemy')."

Xu Xin: "Chen Jin!!! Congratulations!!! You are the light of penhold grip, the god of penhold grip!!! See you in the Super League, shall we team up for doubles then?"

Chen Longcan: "Chen Jin, congratulations on realizing your dream in Doha. There will be times when you ride the wind and break the waves, and set sail to cross the vast ocean. I hope you will remain humble and continue your efforts to climb to even greater heights."

Even some teammates who don't usually keep in touch sent congratulatory messages.

The news of "Chen Jin's POW camp" was even more explosive.

Unread messages will simply display "...".

Click in and take a look.

Zhang Jiahao is frantically posting photos of the match and celebrations.

Especially the photos of him wearing the men's doubles gold medal, showing off from every angle and in every way.

This immediately drew compliments from Xu Yutian, Qin Wenjie, and others.

Chen Jin smiled slightly and paid no further attention.

Continue to scroll down.

I finally saw the WeChat message from Coach Wu.

"Chen Jin, first of all, congratulations on winning the men's singles and men's doubles titles at the Doha World Table Tennis Championships. After sixteen years, as a penhold player, you have finally stood on the highest podium of the World Championships again. That's amazing! I'm so proud of you."

"However, the World Championship title is not your end point. You should treat it as a starting point. You are still young and have a long way to go. Especially in the Loo tournament three years later, it will be an even greater challenge for you. Only by maintaining a sincere and passionate heart for table tennis can you remain invincible in every match in the future."

"Going back to the Doha World Table Tennis Championships, overall you played very well, but there is one aspect you need to improve: when receiving serves, when facing short forehand balls, you usually just push them short or chop them long, which is too soft. You can jump over and twist them to create a rally with your opponent, which is your strength."

"For topspin shots, whether it's forehand or backhand, you must adhere to the principle of generating power with every shot. Hitting straight down the line is definitely your signature technique. Your style is aggressive, you have to fight your opponent to the death, you can't play defensively, and you must be decisive when you hit the ball."

"In addition, strengthen the connection between your forehand and backhand attacks after the opponent's first shot goes to your middle, keep an eye on half-out-of-bounds balls, and hit more shots to the middle and down the line."

"Finally, focus on your game and don't worry about me. If you have time, you're welcome to visit Huiyou in Huangshan. I recently learned how to brew tea, and my tea skills are pretty good [laughs]"

Several long paragraphs of text warmed Chen Jin's heart and brought tears to his eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Chen Jin's fingers moved swiftly, replying to each message.

Most messages have been processed.

His finger hovered over the WeChat chat box labeled "her".

There was only one unread voice message inside.

He hesitated for a moment.

Click gently.

A sweet, childlike voice rang out: "Brother, congratulations on winning the championship..."

Upon hearing this, a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on Chen Jin's face.

He immediately replied with a message: "Xixi, what gift do you want? Your brother will buy it for you."

I thought it would be 5 a.m. in China at this time.

This message, like the other replies, went silent after it was sent.

But then, he pressed the send button.

At the top of WeChat, a notification immediately flashed: "The other party is typing."

However, the notification blinked several times, but no message was sent.

Chen Jin waited for a while before exiting the chat window.

Click on the profile picture of the father, Chen Jianguo.

"Son, congratulations! You are your father's pride! Remember to get some rest."

Chen Jin invited Chen Jianguo to a video call almost without hesitation.

Because he knew that Chen Jianguo was usually getting ready to go to work around 5 a.m.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

"Ok?"

Chen Jin thought to himself, "Is there no way out today?"

Just about to hang up.

The video call was finally connected.

However, it was not Chen Jianguo who appeared on the screen.

But...

"Father-in-law?"

Chen Jin was taken aback, a hint of surprise flashing through his mind. "Dad went back to his hometown?"

"Little gold."

Upon seeing Chen Jin, my father-in-law was overjoyed, laughing heartily, "I heard you won another championship in the competition, my grandson is amazing, hahahaha..."

"Father-in-law!"

Chen Jin grinned and called out, "Where's my dad?"

"Your dad..."

My father-in-law's eyes seemed to flicker. He turned his head and looked to the side. "Your dad invited me to stay with him for a few days."

This answer was quite abrupt.

Chen Jin's doubts deepened even further.

He knew that his father was usually busy with work and traveling all over the city, so why would he suddenly invite his father-in-law to go out for fun?

"That's good."

Chen Jin didn't expose him, but continued to press, "Where's my dad? Let him answer the phone."

"Your dad..."

The father-in-law paused for a moment, then stammered, "Your father... is already asleep."

wrong!

Something's wrong!

Chen Jin's heart tightened suddenly.

A vague sense of foreboding welled up in my heart.

"Father-in-law, don't lie to me."

Chen Jin's tone became urgent, "Has something happened to my dad?"

On the other end of the video call, my father-in-law let out a heavy sigh.

Turning to the side, he said helplessly, "I told you, Xiao Jinzi has been smart since he was little, and I couldn't hide it from him."

Upon hearing this.

Chen Jin's heart skipped a beat.

"Father-in-law!"

Chen Jin's face darkened. "What happened to my dad?" "Sigh..."

My father-in-law sighed again, his face full of heartache, and finally told the truth, "Your father was riding his motorcycle a few days ago, the road was a bit slippery, and he accidentally fell... his right leg, a comminuted fracture..."

"what?!"

Chen Jin felt a buzzing in his head, as if he had been struck by a heavy hammer. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"Aren't you playing a match?"

My father-in-law explained, "Your dad absolutely forbade me to tell you, afraid you'd worry..."

At this moment, the screen shook a few times.

Once things stabilize.

Chen Jianguo's face appeared on the phone screen.

At this moment, Chen Jianguo was lying in a hospital bed. His face was somewhat pale.

An IV drip was hanging above the bed, and his right leg was in a thick cast, dangling in mid-air.

Upon seeing Chen Jin on camera, Chen Jianguo forced a bright smile: "Son, congratulations! You've won the championship again! You've really made our Chen family proud!"

Although her voice sounded slightly weak, she tried her best to remain relaxed.

Looking at his father's forced smile, which revealed obvious paleness and haggardness, Chen Jin felt as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping his heart.

"what is going on?"

Chen Jin had a stern face.

"Oh, it's okay."

Chen Jianguo was still trying to downplay it, saying, "It was just dark and the road was slippery, I accidentally fell... This is called surviving a great calamity, which means good fortune is sure to follow, hahaha."

"It takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone or tendon. How can you call this nothing?"

Chen Jin's voice rose several octaves, "I told you to get your driver's license and I bought you a car a long time ago, but it's been more than half a year and I haven't heard a word from you."

"He insists on riding that beat-up motorcycle; it's exposed to the wind and sun, and it's not safe either..."

On the other end of the video call, Chen Jianguo listened to his son's scolding, but instead of being angry, he was all smiles.

After Chen Jin finished his reprimand in one breath.

He chuckled and changed the subject: "Son, where are your trophies and gold medals? Let Dad take a look?"

You can't hit someone who's smiling at you, let alone your own father.

Chen Jin felt helpless, but his heart softened, knowing that saying anything more now would be of no use.

He temporarily suppressed his turbulent emotions, turned around and picked up the St. Bride's Cup and the men's singles gold medal from the table.

Wearing a gold medal, holding a trophy, facing the camera, he carefully displays it.

"My son is so handsome!"

Chen Jianguo praised it sincerely, his eyes even brightening as if the pain in his leg had lessened considerably, and he could climb five or six floors in one go again. "This trophy, this gold medal, must be placed in the most conspicuous place in the house."

"A gold medal is fine, but the trophy will have to be returned later."

Chen Jindao.

"what?"

Chen Jianguo was stunned. "We have to return the trophy? That's too stingy."

"Unless you win three consecutive championships, you can get a replica cup."

Chen Jin added a sentence.

"Go for it, son! Try to get a replica cup."

Chen Jianguo immediately changed his mind and said, "No, we'll try to get two."

"It's not that easy!"

Chen Jin put the trophy back on the table. "Dad, take good care of yourself in the hospital. I'll be back in a few days."

"Also, you're getting a driver's license and buying a car, but you're no longer allowed to ride a motorcycle, understand?"

This time, Chen Jianguo did not refute.

"Row."

Chen Jianguo nodded repeatedly, "I'll do whatever my son says."

The atmosphere between father and son eased slightly.

"dad."

Chen Jin then asked, "Has your father-in-law been taking care of you at the hospital these past few days?"

"Ah."

Chen Jianguo hesitated for a moment, a complicated expression flashing between his brows, "The first two days were with your mother."

"However, as you know, she now... has another home, and it's not convenient for her to stay here all the time to take care of a grown man like me."

"So your mother asked my father-in-law to take care of me."

Hear the words.

Chen Jin remained silent.

For a moment, I didn't know how to respond.

"Smash it."

Chen Jianguo suddenly spoke up, "It must be very late over there. You must be exhausted after a long day of competition. Get some rest."

"My father-in-law is taking care of me, so don't worry."

"We'll talk about it when you get back."

Chen Jin nodded.

He gave a few more instructions and then hung up the video call.

I just caught my breath.

"Hmm~"

Sudden.

The phone vibrated again.

A new WeChat message popped up at the top of the screen.

Chen Jin felt his heart tremble violently.

I carefully opened the message.

A simple text jumps into view.

"Xiao Jin, you must be exhausted after playing two games today. When I watched you play, you were diving to save the ball, and you were walking with a slight limp. Did you twist your ankle?"

The moment I saw the message.

click!
It was as if a taut string had suddenly snapped.

Even Chen Jin himself didn't know why, but tears just started flowing uncontrollably.

While the whole world is focused on how high you fly, she alone only cares about whether you're tired from flying.

(End of this chapter)