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

Chapter 48 [048] Great minds think alike

"According to the rules of this selection competition, Chen Jin's next opponent should be Ding Xiaowei, right?"

Taking advantage of the break in the game, Wang Liqin hurried to the toilet.

Not long after, he came back and sat next to Wang Hao again.

He leaned back slightly, stretched out his arms, and placed one hand silently on Wang Hao's shoulder.

"Correct."

Wang Hao kept his hands folded across his chest, looking into the arena, as if thinking about something. "Winner vs. winner... Hey, why are you rubbing your hands on my clothes?"

"There's no toilet paper."

Wang Liqin immediately retracted his hand and smiled awkwardly.

“Is there no water left?”

Wang Hao was frowning.

“How can that be possible?”

Wang Liqin fake-coughed twice and quickly changed the subject, "Winner vs. winner... Doesn't that mean Chen Jin will have to fight back-to-back?"

"Yes."

Glancing at Wang Liqin, Wang Hao took out a small pack of wet tissue paper from his pocket and pulled out one of them.

Then, there was a loud crashing sound and it was torn apart.

He handed half of the tissue to Wang Liqin, and with a look of disgust on his face, he turned around and wiped his shoulder with the remaining half.

“It’s quite exquisite.”

Wang Liqin laughed and said, "A grown man actually carries tissues with him."

"..."

Wang Hao glanced at him coldly, crumpled up half a piece of tissue and held it in his hand.

While Wang Liqin wasn't paying attention, he quietly and quickly stuffed it into Wang Liqin's trouser pocket.

"Chen Jin had just finished a best-of-seven match, which consumed a lot of his energy. Then he had to play back-to-back games. It was a bit unfair."

Wang Liqin said.

"As far as the competition system is concerned, it's fair to everyone."

Wang Hao said, "Also, we reserved eight minutes of rest time between the second and third games."

"That's fine."

Wang Liqin smiled at Chen Jin, who was slowly chewing a banana. "I'm a little curious about how Chen Jin slices against long rubber."

As one of the three kings in the "Two Wangs and One Ma" era, Wang Liqin knows how difficult it is to hit the ball with long rubber.

Playing against long rubber to slice the ball is completely different from playing against two-sided anti-rubber.

Even an expert may fail if he encounters it suddenly.

"But this is fine."

Wang Liqin said with a smile, "It's a good opportunity to let Chen Jin experience the torture and pain of long rubber slicing."

He had no idea that Chen Jin had already fought with Ding Xiaowei a long time ago.

"Torture? Pain?"

Wang Hao smiled, "Director Wang, who are you talking about? Chen Jin, or Ding Xiaowei?"

"of course……"

Before Wang Liqin finished speaking, he immediately reacted and turned to look at Wang Hao, who seemed to be smiling, with a hint of surprise on his face, "Could it be that in the previous round-robin tournament, Chen Jin and Ding Xiaowei had already encountered this?"

"good."

Wang Hao smiled.

As the head coach of the men's table tennis team, he naturally pays special attention to this selection.

Moreover, because of the relationship with Coach Wu, he cares more about Chen Jin's performance.

"How's the record?"

Wang Liqin immediately became interested.

"Before this, Chen Jin and Ding Xiaowei had four fights."

Wang Hao said truthfully, "In every game, Ding Xiaowei's score seemed to be no more than two small innings."

"what?"

Hearing this, Wang Liqin was shocked and couldn't help but widen his eyes. "So, Chen Jin is playing with long rubber and slicing the ball just like he does with double-sided rubber. There's no pressure at all?"

"From the record of the two people's confrontation, at least this is the case."

Wang Hao seemed to have expected Wang Liqin to have this expression, and smiled slightly, "Also, I heard from Li Qian that Chen Jin once suggested Ding Xiaowei to change to long rubber to strengthen his attack."

"what?"

Wang Liqin was slightly stunned. "Chen Jin actually gave suggestions for improvement to his potential opponent?" "If it weren't for this, Xie Mingyang might not have lost to Ding Xiaowei."

Wang Hao smiled.

It was thought that after learning that Chen Jin was the main reason why Ding Xiaowei was able to defeat Xie Mingyang, Wang Liqin might be dissatisfied with Chen Jin.

But unexpectedly, the move seemed to backfire.

The more Wang Liqin looked at Chen Jin, the more admiration in his eyes became.

"No matter if he's Zhang Lei or not, this guy is definitely for my Magic City team!"

Wang Liqin's eyes were filled with determination. "We must find a way to get him into the Magic City team. Even Jesus can't stop him. I say that!"

Hey, wait!

Wang Liqin seemed to suddenly think of something: "Chen Jin and Ding Xiaowei have already played four games?"

"Correct."

"Doesn't that mean that in the first four rounds of the round-robin tournament, Ding Xiaowei was drawn into the same group as Chen Jin?"

"Ah."

"And Ding Xiaowei's score in each game was no more than two points?"

"Yes."

"…This unlucky child."

Wang Liqin is not the only one who feels speechless about this.

Ding Xiaowei, the person involved, was even more speechless.

However, one cannot blame society for his bad luck, nor can one blame the government for his miserable life. Ding Xiaowei had been tortured by Chen Jin to the point of losing consciousness.

I just hope to die early and be reborn soon.

Ding Xiaowei knew very well that with his own strength, it would be no less difficult for him to win the competition from Chen Jin than for Conan to participate in "I Am a Singer". While winning the championship, he could also ensure that no one died at the recording site.

"Forget it, let's save our energy and focus on preparing for the next game."

Ding Xiaowei thought.

Not only him, but Teacher Liu also thought the same way.

All the available techniques and tactics were used in the quarterfinals.

However, the result was still a disastrous failure.

In this situation, Coach Liu couldn't think of any better tactics.

Knowing that there was no way Ding Xiaowei could beat Chen Jin and score the crucial point, he simply lay down and gave up.

"Xiao Wei."

When arranging tactics before the game, Coach Liu was unusually silent.

After a while, seeing that the game time was almost up, he patted Ding Xiaowei on the shoulder and said earnestly, "I really can't do anything about this match with Chen Jin. Just do it yourself and play however you want."

"Anyway, my advice is to relax, save your energy, and prepare for the next game."

If it wasn't for the last resort, even if there was only a tiny chance of winning, with Master Liu's character, he would never be so discouraged.

But faced with a monster like Chen Jin, Master Liu had no choice but to sigh.

I originally thought that my words would cause some psychological pressure on Ding Xiaowei.

In fact, based on his understanding of Ding Xiaowei, perhaps Ding Xiaowei would even angrily denounce his negative thinking of surrendering without a fight.

——I, Ding Xiaowei, have never known what surrender means since I was a child!
Liu Jiao was trying to find words to comfort Ding Xiaowei and tell him that this was actually a tactic.

Unexpectedly.

Ding Xiaowei was not dissatisfied at all. Instead, he was very happy and slapped his thigh: "Master Liu, great minds think alike."

"To be honest, I think so too."

Liu Jiao: (°ー°〃)
Looking at Ding Xiaowei's excited face, for some reason, Teacher Liu suddenly felt a little disillusioned.

Ding Xiaowei continued, "I was worried that you, Liu Jiao, would let me give it a try, but now I am relieved."

talking.

It was as if he had received some imperial decree.

He was full of energy, holding his racket, and went to the court with great confidence.

Anyone who saw him like this would think that he was going to fight to the death with Chen Jin.

Who would have thought that Ding Xiaowei had already made up his mind to lose and no longer struggled.

“Nothing is difficult in the world as long as you are willing to give up.”

Ding Xiaowei had a smile on his face, with an inexplicable calmness and composure.

(End of this chapter)