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

Chapter 480 So you are the legendary Young Master Wan Liu?

Chapter 480 So you are the legendary Young Master Wan Liu?
The heat and sandstorms of Doha still seem to cling to your skin.

Upon waking up, the familiar air at Daxing Airport, carrying the fresh scent of grass and trees in early summer in the north, was already wafting towards me.

After disembarking from the plane, the Chinese national table tennis team members, each carrying their luggage, passed through the VIP channel.

Outside the channel.

The fans who had been waiting for a long time instantly erupted in excitement.

"I'm coming!"

"Big Head, Big Head, you're the best!"

"Sasha, I love you!"

"Chen Jin, Chen Jin, you're the best!"

"Bai Gao, remember to put on a few more face masks!"

……

A group of fans, holding national flags, holding flowers, waving signs, and pointing their mobile phone cameras at the triumphant Chinese table tennis team.

Airport security personnel held hands, forming a human wall to maintain order with great difficulty.

Chen Jin and the others dared not linger, and quickly walked outside, pushing their suitcases.

"Zhang Jiahao, Brother Hao!"

In the crowd, a young boy shouted excitedly, "Beautiful men's doubles match!"

Hear the sound.

Zhang Jiahao was taken aback at first.

Immediately, a smile bloomed on her face like a daisy.

Flowers bloom in splendor.

Pure and fulfilling, as if I had suddenly possessed the whole world.

"I actually have fans waiting for me at the airport?"

Zhang Jiahao almost burst into tears of joy.

For athletes, this feeling of being recognized and loved is one of the most precious rewards in a tedious career.

Zhang Jiahao turned around and gave the young boy a thumbs up.

It took quite a bit of trouble.

The group finally broke through the encirclement and boarded the bus.

Back to headquarters.

Jet lag and the exhaustion from working non-stop suddenly hit me hard.

Chen Jin, Xie Mingyang, and Zhang Jiahao are still in the same dormitory.

Don't call me for dinner.

Zhang Jiahao seemed completely drained. He collapsed onto the bed with a thud and said weakly, "I want to sleep until tomorrow morning."

He had barely finished speaking when he started snoring.

Despite their exhaustion, Chen Jin and Xie Mingyang packed their bags and took a shower.

They then went back to their rooms and fell asleep immediately.

The next morning, at 9:30.

Table Tennis and Badminton Center of the General Administration of Sport.

meeting room.

The Doha World Table Tennis Championships debriefing meeting was held on schedule.

Center leaders, all members of the coaching team, and participating athletes gathered together.

As the vice president of the Table Tennis Association, Ma Long, who had not been seen for a long time, was present.

The meeting proceeded smoothly and according to plan.

Wang Liqin spoke first, affirming the achievements of the team members in this World Championships, and especially praising the outstanding performance of the men's doubles pair Chen Jin and Zhang Jiahao.

At the same time, they also made no attempt to hide the problems exposed during the competition.

Especially when facing special playing styles and the impact of foreign players, some players are unprepared and lack the ability to adapt.

"Here, I would like to give special praise to Chen Jin."

Wang Liqin publicly stated, "To borrow a popular saying in the table tennis world, the penhold grip is an outdated style of play."

"But this time, Chen Jin won both the singles and doubles titles at the World Table Tennis Championships using this generally outdated playing style, breaking the more than ten-year drought of penhold players winning the World Championships singles title. What does this show?"

"This shows that there are no outdated playing styles, only outdated players."

"Of course, we also hope that Chen Jin will remain humble and continue to forge ahead."

The summary meeting lasted for nearly two hours.

After the meeting.

The crowd began to move.

Chen Jin tidied up his pen and notebook, and was about to get up and leave.

Just then, someone called out to him: "Chen Jin".

Chen Jin looked up and saw Ma Long walking over with a smile.

"Team Dragon."

Chen Jin immediately stopped in his tracks.

Today, Ma Long is the vice president of the Chinese Table Tennis Association.

However, the team's habitual way of addressing each other is difficult to change in a short time.

"congratulations."

Ma Long reached out and patted Chen Jin's arm. "I watched your match in Doha this time, and you played quite well."

Keep going, the future is yours.

His words revealed undisguised admiration.

"Thank you, Captain Long."

Chen Jin laughed and said, "However, when I heard the last five words, for some reason, my heart started pounding."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Ma Long was extremely happy.

"Watching your Doha match makes my hands itch to join in."

Ma Long laughed, "I wish I could grab my racket and go up there to play a match with you."

Since the BJ Grand Slam last year, Mataki has not participated in any international competitions.

He and Chen Jin never fought again.

"That's exactly what I meant."

Chen Jin rubbed his hands together, eager for a match. "How about we head to the training hall and have a spar?"

"never mind."

Ma Long waved his hand and laughed, "Playing in the training hall and playing on the field are two completely different experiences."

A hint of nostalgia appeared on his face.

"The Chinese Table Tennis Super League is about to start, aren't you going to participate, Captain Long?"

Zhang Jiahao, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but interject with a question.

Unlike last year, this year's Chinese Table Tennis Super League is divided into three stages.

The first stage of the competition will begin on June 9 in Xiong'an New Area.

This time, however, Chen Jin is no longer representing the S Province team.

It's the Shanghai team.

Together with Fan Zhendong and Xu Xin, they formed a super-strong lineup hailed by the outside world as the "Galactic Fleet".

Although the Chinese Table Tennis Super League has not yet started, there is a great deal of hype surrounding the Shanghai team's potential championship win.

Even before the World Table Tennis Championships, Zhang Yang, the head coach of the Shanghai men's table tennis team, had already contacted Chen Jin to discuss matters related to the Chinese Table Tennis Super League.

At that time, the Shanghai team and the Shandong Luneng team, which Ma Long has represented in previous years, will surely meet.

Perhaps, we'll even have to fight each other.

But Ma Long shook his head: "I won't participate in this year's Chinese Table Tennis Super League."

"what?"

Zhang Jiahao was stunned. "Why?"

"Dragon's current position is the vice president of the Chinese Table Tennis Association."

Chen Jin reminded him.

According to the relevant regulations of the Chinese Table Tennis Association, Ma Long is now unable to participate in commercial leagues such as the Chinese Table Tennis Super League as an athlete.

"It's ok."

Ma Long smiled and said, "I will still play in the National Games."

"I hope that I can face you again someday."

This may be the only chance for Chen Jin and Ma Long to face off in a real match.

"It's a word."

Chen Jin met Ma Long's gaze, equally filled with anticipation.

...The conclusion of the World Table Tennis Championships debriefing meeting also means that the short holiday has officially begun.

Both the players and coaches seemed relaxed.

After chatting with Ma Long for a few more minutes, Chen Jin and Zhang Jiahao left the conference room.

"Let's go, let's go, hurry up!"

Zhang Jiahao urged.

"what's the situation?"

Chen Jin was curious.

"The Xies are already waiting at the main gate of the General Administration."

Zhang Jiahao said.

"What do you mean?"

Chen Jin was completely bewildered.

"Instructor Li, the one surnamed Xie, Brother Stone, Xiao Wei, Ye Sijia, Lin Xinyu, Li Linghan."

Zhang Jiahao grinned and said, "Lunch is on me today!"

"what?"

Chen Jin was somewhat shocked, looking Zhang Jiahao up and down as if scrutinizing a stranger. "No, who are you? You are definitely not Zhang Jiahao! What kind of old devil dares to possess my brother? Get out of my brother's body right now!"

"..."

Zhang Jiahao was both amused and exasperated. "Brother Jin, is it really that exaggerated?"

"I've known you for three years, when have you ever offered to treat me to a meal?"

Chen Jin laughed and said, "Something unusual must be going on."

"We have been separated for three days, and we have seen each other with admiration."

Zhang Jiahao rolled his eyes. "Am I not allowed to repent and start anew?"

Talking and laughing.

The two arrived at the main gate of the General Administration.

As expected, Xie Mingyang, Li Qian, and the others had been waiting for a long time.

"Brother Hao, you've gone to all this trouble today."

Li Qian, with a rolled tongue, laughed and asked, "Where should we go to eat?"

He speaks with a perfect Beijing accent.

Quanjude.

Zhang Jiahao rolled up his sleeves. "Let's eat roast duck."

"It's Quanjude again."

Xie Mingyang, hands in his pockets, said, "There are so many restaurants in Beijing, can't you find somewhere else?"

"I'm treating, and you're still being picky."

Zhang Jiahao glared at him.

"Row."

Chen Jin made the decision, "Quanjude it is, what do you think?"

The others naturally followed the host's lead.

Immediately, the group took a taxi to Quanjude.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was lively.

Everyone raised their glasses to congratulate Chen Jin and Zhang Jiahao on their World Table Tennis Championships men's doubles title, and even more so to congratulate Chen Jin on his men's singles title.

We also congratulate Ye Sijia on reaching the semi-finals of the World Table Tennis Championships in her first competition.

"This drink must be shared with my brother Jin."

Zhang Jiahao put his arm around Chen Jin's shoulder and said, "To be honest, without my brother Jin protecting me, I, Zhang Jiahao, would be nothing."

"Hey kid, did you mix alcohol into this juice? Why are you talking nonsense like a drunkard?"

Chen Jin said solemnly, "Everything you have is something you earned yourself, and has nothing to do with anyone else."

Even so, she and Zhang Jiahao still drank the juice in their glasses in one gulp.

Ye Sijia, holding her drink, stood up and said, "I'd like to take this opportunity to thank someone."

Then, he said to Ding Xiaowei, "Xiaowei, thank you so much this time."

"If you hadn't practiced with me for so long, imitating Hashimoto's style of play, I probably would have had a hard time getting past her."

Honoka Hashimoto is a famous female table tennis player on the Japanese team.

His playing style, characterized by topspin with inverted rubber on the forehand and chopping with long pips on the backhand, is so formidable that it deters many top female table tennis players and is extremely difficult to deal with.

Even for the Chinese national table tennis team, the winning percentage against Hashimoto is extremely low.

Ye Sijia's ability to defeat Ding Xiaowei was largely due to Ding's sparring partner.

"No no."

Ding Xiaowei waved his hand somewhat embarrassedly, "It's because you played well."

"Alright, alright, don't be so polite."

Seeing this, Zhang Jiahao raised his glass full of juice again and said loudly, "I hope that everyone here can achieve the results they want in the future."

"cheers!"

Several crystal-clear glasses clinked gently, producing a series of crisp sounds that reflected on every young and hopeful face.

After the meal, since everyone had their own vacation plans, they said goodbye at the restaurant entrance.

Soon, the lively crowd dispersed.

Only Chen Jin, Xie Mingyang, and Zhang Jiahao remained, standing in the afternoon sun.

When are you two going back?

Xie Mingyang looked at Chen Jin and asked.

"tomorrow."

Chen Jin sighed, "I couldn't get a plane ticket for today."

"And you? When are you going back to Shanghai?"

Xie Mingyang shook his head: "No, I'll stay in Beijing this time."

"Yo~"

Zhang Jiahao laughed and said, "Aren't you afraid of being lonely and cold on the sandbar if you stay in the dormitory alone without me and Brother Jin to keep you company?"

"I don't live in the dorms either."

Xie Mingyang said.

"Then where do you live?"

Chen Jin said, "A hotel?"

"Do not."

Xie Mingyang shook his head. "Go home."

"go home?"

Zhang Jiahao asked curiously, "Didn't you say you weren't going back to Shanghai?"

"I also have a home in Beijing."

Xie Mingyang glanced at him indifferently.

"cut!"

Zhang Jiahao pouted.