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

Chapter 72 [072] Lima Qualifying

After more than forty hours of travel, we finally arrived at Lima Airport.

Just got off the plane.

It was the first time that Zhang Jiahao truly set foot in a foreign country. He was immediately filled with passion and couldn't help but shout, "Peru, I come!"

"I'm still full of honey!"

Chen Jin complained, "That word is pronounced 'Bi'."

The plane was delayed for more than half an hour at Amsterdam Airport.

Therefore, the women's team, which had originally set out later than them, actually got there first by landing at Lima Airport.

The two sides met in the terminal hall.

Everyone's face was filled with curiosity and excitement.

Except Xie Mingyang.

As the team leader, Li Qian immediately contacted the staff of the WTT organizer.

Shortly after.

The organizer sent a special person and car to pick everyone up at the competition venue and arrange accommodation.

Three people to a room.

Although the conditions are a bit difficult, at least there is a place to sleep.

After all the hassle, it was already past six in the evening.

After sitting on the plane for twelve hours, when the excitement wore off, Zhang Jiahao fell on the bed with a plop, making the shape of the Chinese character "Tai".

"Woo woo woo, finally I see the bed."

Zhang Jiahao hugged the pillow and rolled back and forth a few times, like Peppa Pig found a quagmire, "I'm almost dying of exhaustion."

"Aren't you a cultivator?"

After giving him a slap, Chen Jin said with a smile, "Get up and continue having fun."

Stayed in the room and rested for half an hour.

Then, after finishing their meal, everyone, led by the staff, visited and familiarized themselves with the training and competition venues.

The training ground is not very big.

But, for this level of competition, it is enough.

At this time, many contestants were training on the field.

As soon as they appeared, they immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

"The Chinese team? Aren't they not going to participate in the Lima race?"

"The competitive pressure has suddenly increased a lot."

"So what? Not everyone on the Chinese team is Ma Long or Fan Zhendong."

"Looking at the contestants, they seem younger than us... 15 or 16 years old?"

"Are you looking down on our Neon team by sending this little brat to participate in the competition?"

"Hahaha, isn't that perfect? ​​Maybe this is my first and only chance to defeat the Chinese team."

……

Zhang Jiahao turned his eyes and saw three Asian faces not far away, looking at them, pointing and whispering.

For some reason, a feeling of disgust that seemed to come from deep in my blood suddenly surged into my heart.

"He has a sly face and shifty eyes. It's obvious that he's a Japanese player who's having a good time."

Zhang Jiahao whispered, "Brother Jin, can you understand what they are saying?"

"Don't you have to study Japanese for an hour or two every night?"

Chen Jin looked at him and asked, "You don't understand?"

"The key is that the scene is wrong and it can't be triggered."

Zhang Jiahao looked around and said, "The main scenarios I studied were either in the office or at home. I have never studied in such a large stadium... How about you, Brother Jin, recommend a string of mysterious codes to me?"

As he said this, Zhang Jiahao, with a smirk on his face, put his hand on Chen Jin's shoulder and made faces at Chen Jin.

"I'll give you one word, get out of here!"

Chen Jinyi spoke righteously and sternly.

At this moment.

Xie Mingyang found a table, put down his backpack, and called out, "Chen Jin."

"Ok?"

Chen Jin looked in the direction of the voice.

"How about we practice together?" As he spoke, Xie Mingyang took out a racket and knee and wrist pads from his backpack. "Exercise and you'll sleep better at night."

Along the way, except for necessary communication, Xie Mingyang rarely spoke to them.

It seems like they are from two different worlds.

And now, coming to the competition venue, we have finally found a common topic.

"it is good."

Faced with Xie Mingyang's active invitation, Chen Jin readily agreed.

"Fuck, are you practicing already?"

Zhang Jiahao looked hopeless, "Aren't you guys tired?"

Chen Jin ignored him, put down his backpack and took out his racket.

Together with Xie Mingyang, I started stretching and warming up.

Not only the two of them, but the three girls also smiled and threw themselves into the training.

Everyone knows that this is a rare opportunity to participate in the WTT Regular Challenge.

If you don't cherish it, you may never have a similar opportunity again.

Therefore, you have to train harder.

See this.

Zhang Jiahao had no choice but to put down his backpack and join in.

……

Two days passed quickly.

Chen Jin and others have basically adapted to issues such as time difference, dietary differences and competition venues.

The qualifying round started on time at 8:23 a.m. on August rd, local time.

The entire competition venue was empty, with not many spectators, almost all of whom were contestants for tomorrow's main competition.

Watch the game in advance to study your opponent.

Neon team's Matsushima Terusora and Tanaka Yuta were also sitting in the audience, watching from afar.

“I never thought that the players of the Chinese team would be reduced to playing in the qualifying rounds.”

Yuta Tanaka crossed his legs and said with a smile.

"I've inquired about it. These kids from the Chinese team were sent to Lima right after they participated in the China U16 Trials."

Matsushima Terusora crossed his arms and looked coldly at Chen Jin who was warming up on the sidelines. "This boy is called Chen Jin, and he is the champion of the trials."

"U16? As expected, they are only fifteen or sixteen years old."

Tanaka Yuta laughed and said, "At such a young age, you come to participate in this level of international competition. Aren't you deliberately asking for trouble?"

Of course, in addition to Chen Jin and others, there are also many young players in their teens in this competition.

But they are basically cannon fodder.

"I guess the Chinese team also wants to train a younger generation of players."

Matsushima Terukuro

At the just-concluded Paris Olympics, the world's number one player from the Chinese team was eliminated in the round of 32 in the men's singles.

In addition, Fan Zhendong was almost knocked over by Zhang Benzhihe of the Neon Team.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Chinese team’s dominance in table tennis is no longer as strong as it once was.

When the tiger is in decline, the wolves will start to fight over food.

As one of the most favorable competitors, the Neon Team always wants to end the dominance of the Chinese national table tennis team with their own hands.

As a new Olympic cycle begins, this important task falls on the shoulders of the younger generation, such as Yuta Tanaka.

"I hope this kid can successfully advance to tomorrow's main competition."

Tanaka Yuta looked at Chen Jin, his eyes full of fighting spirit, and said with a grin, "I can't wait to fight him."

In comparison.

Matsushima Terusora remained calm and said in a deep voice: "Don't be too careless."

"Since the Chinese team sent these three people from afar to come here, it must not be for sightseeing."

"Besides, he was able to win the championship in the Chinese U16 Trials. How could this kid be just an average guy?"

Upon hearing this.

Tanaka Yuta thought about it and it made sense. He looked at Chen Jin who was about to go on the court again: "It's a good opportunity to use this game to see how strong this kid is."

(End of this chapter)