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

Chapter 71 [071] Heading to Lima!
August 8, 20:6.

At the gate of the Training Bureau.

Chen Jin, Zhang Jiahao and Xie Mingyang, dragging their suitcases, stood on the side of the road, watching the cars speeding past.

The morning light had not yet broken, but there was no sign of fatigue on the faces of the three people.

Especially Zhang Jiahao.

“This is my first time playing abroad. Is there anything I need to pay attention to?”

Zhang Jiahao's face was full of excitement.

"Don't browse those messy foreign websites like you do in the country."

Chen Jin glanced at him.

"Mess? External network?"

Zhang Jiahao blinked his eyes, like an ignorant, innocent kindergarten kid, "Brother Jin, what's Neigang? Why can't I understand a word of it?"

Xie Mingyang held the suitcase in his hand and kept a certain distance between himself and Chen Jin and Zhang Jiahao.

He stood straight, with a Bluetooth headset in his left ear, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, as if he was wandering in the void, and was oblivious to everything in the outside world.

While talking.

Li Qian walked over quickly and said, "The car will be here soon. Before you leave, check your luggage to see if you have forgotten anything."

The trip to Lima, including the round trip, would take at most a week.

Being a stranger in a foreign country, life abroad is not as convenient as it is at home.

"In addition to clothes and daily necessities, check to see if you have brought rubber, inorganic glue, and scissors."

Li Qian reminded, "There are also rackets and spare rackets..."

The words were not finished.

Zhang Jiahao immediately raised his hand and said, "Teacher Li, what should I do if I don't have a backup?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't have a backup shot. Even if you have a backup shot, you can't win anyway."

Li Qian shrugged. "However, it's best to protect your racket carefully, so that it won't be stolen or broken at the airport."

Under the supervision of Li Qian.

The three of them checked their luggage respectively and confirmed again and again that nothing was left out.

At seven o'clock, the training bureau's shuttle bus showed up on time.

Li Qian handed the bag of gold to the driver and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Old Song."

"Coach Li, you are so polite."

The driver, Old Song, was smiling.

When getting in the car.

Zhang Jiahao looked back and asked curiously, "Where are the comrades from the female team? Are they still putting on makeup?"

"You are the only one who talks a lot."

Li Qian patted Zhang Jiahao on the back and said, "Time is too tight and there are not enough tickets for the same flight, so the men's team and the women's team will go separately."

"The four of us were in transit in Amsterdam, while the women's team and Coach Deng and his team were in transit in Paris."

Zhang Jiahao said "oh", picked up his suitcase, crouched down, and got into the car.

There is plenty of room for seven golden cups.

But the car was filled with various smells and the seats looked dirty, which made Xie Mingyang frown.

Xie Mingyang stuck his butt out, took out a few tissues from his backpack, put them on the seat, and then sat down carefully.

Lean forward and try not to lean back.

"Pretentious."

Zhang Jiahao looked at Xie Mingyang's butt facing him with disdain, frowned, and almost couldn't suppress the urge to kill him in his heart.

On the way to the airport, Li Qian's mouth was almost always busy.

"For this competition, all actions must be under my command."

"You are not allowed to go out without my permission, and you are not allowed to eat outside food."

"Although the Lima race is not of a high level, there is still the possibility of random urine tests. We must compete cleanly and not leave any room for criticism."

Followed by.

Li Qian mentioned several more things to pay attention to.

"The qualifying groups have been announced. You can go to the WTT official website to check out the basic information of your opponents."

After hearing what Li Qian said.

Chen Jin and the other two simultaneously took out their cell phones from their pockets and opened the browser.

"In addition, there is another big challenge for you in this competition, and that is the time difference."

Li Qian continued, "Lima is about thirteen hours later than here, and the days and nights are reversed. It depends on whether you can adapt."

The key is that they don't have much time to adjust to jet lag.

If we fail to adapt quickly, the impact will be inevitable.

"Day and night reversed? That's perfect."

Zhang Jiahao grinned, "My main job is to cultivate immortality, playing table tennis is just my hobby."

On the other side, Chen Jin and Xie Mingyang did not speak, but logged into the WTT official website to check their respective schedules.

There were a total of twenty-one people on the first day of qualifying.

It is divided into eight districts.

Each district has a number of byes.

Chen Jin was assigned to zone 8/8, and his opponent in the first match was named DANI Mudit.

Click to take a look.

"what?"

Chen Jin took a quick look and said, "It's an Indian guy. He looks quite handsome."

In zone 8/8, besides him and this Indian guy, there are two local Peruvian players.

One is called Carlos BLANCO and the other is called... Cesar Alejandro SILVA SANTISTEBAN MONJA.

Chen Jin originally wanted to rely on his poor English spelling, but finally gave up: "I hope I won't meet this guy, otherwise I won't even remember his name, how embarrassing it would be."

At this moment.

Zhang Jiahao came over with his phone in hand and said, "Brother Jin, help me find out the name of my opponent."

"V, A, D, I, M... that's useless. Y, A, R, A... never mind. Just look it up in the dictionary yourself."

Chen Jin smiled bitterly.

"Teacher Li."

Zhang Jiahao frowned and asked, "Is there no Chinese version of WTT's official website?"

"You can ask Coach Liu about this question."

Li Qian looked back at Chen Jin and Xie Mingyang and said with a smile, "It's just a small qualifying match, there's no need to be so nervous."

"Yes, just take it!"

Zhang Jiahao put his phone in his pocket and leaned forward. "Coach Li, how long will we fly this time?"

"More than forty hours."

"so long?"

"It's mainly a layover in Amsterdam, which takes sixteen hours."

"Then can we go to Amsterdam?"

"No, we can only stay at the airport."

"Ah? That's so boring."

Arrived at the airport at nearly nine o'clock.

After waiting for more than an hour, we finally boarded the plane.

Ten fifty-five, take off on time.

Zhang Jiahao, who was a little airsick, finally calmed down a little.

Xie Mingyang wore a blindfold, crossed his arms across his chest, and sat upright, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a stern look, like an ancient hero who was practicing internal energy, closing his eyes to rest.

Chen Jin took out his mobile phone, put on headphones, and watched the pre-downloaded video.

"What are you looking at?"

Li Qian, who had just returned from the restroom, passed by Chen Jin's seat and asked in a low voice.

"The Dragons' previous game against Darko Yochik."

Chen Jin looked up and said.

"Have you started studying your opponent so early?"

Li Qian smiled.

“Be prepared.”

Chen Jin smiled slightly.

"It seems that you are really going for the championship this time."

As the second seeds in the Lima station, Darko Jockey and Francesca are undoubtedly the favorites to win the championship.

Li Qian reached out and patted Chen Jin's shoulder: "Dako is the European triple champion, known as the 'backhand maniac'. You are still young, even if you can't beat him now, it's normal, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"I see."

Chen Jin nodded.

"Take this opportunity to have a good rest and get over the jet lag."

"Ah."

After watching Li Qian walk away and return to his own seat, Chen Jin continued to watch the match between Ma Taki and Dako.

After reading.

Chen Jin put his cell phone in his pocket, crossed his arms over his chest, and closed his eyes slightly. His posture was almost exactly the same as Xie Mingyang's.

Recalling every detail of the game, especially Dako's playing habits.

Serve, receive, backhand, forehand...

Chen Jin kept simulating his battle with Dako in his mind.

(End of this chapter)