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

Chapter 77 [077] Off-field guidance

"There were two games going on at the same time in the afternoon. I was too busy to handle everything and could only provide off-court coaching for one person."

Li Qian rummaged around in the plate for a while, finally picked up a piece of onion, put it in his mouth reluctantly, and looked at Xie Mingyang and Zhang Jiahao.

The implication couldn't be more obvious.

Judging from the strength of the two players, Zhang Jiahao obviously needs more off-court guidance.

But as a coach, I naturally cannot be partial.

Therefore, Li Qian threw the problem to Xie Mingyang and Zhang Jiahao, and let them solve it themselves by playing rock-paper-scissors or tossing a coin.

Glancing at Xie Mingyang, Zhang Jiahao had to admit it even though he was unwilling to accept it.

Whether in mentality or technique, he is far inferior to Xie Mingyang.

It is safest to have someone watching over you from the sidelines and reminding you at all times.

But the question is, "If I speak first, wouldn't that be publicly admitting that I'm not as good as Xie Mingyang?"

Just when I was hesitating.

At this time, Xie Mingyang said calmly: "Coach Li, Zhang Jiahao needs you as an off-court coach more than I do."

This statement came out.

Although it was true, when it came from Xie Mingyang's mouth, Zhang Jiahao felt more uncomfortable than if he had eaten a pile of fly shit.

"Hey, what do you mean?"

Zhang Jiahao said dissatisfiedly.

"how?"

Xie Mingyang glanced coldly, "Don't you need off-field guidance?"

"..."

Zhang Jiahao was caught in the trap by the other party with just a few words, and he immediately became dispirited.

He buried his face in the bowl and quickly scraped at the rice as if to vent his anger, just like a hen looking for food.

Since Xie Mingyang took the initiative to ask, Li Qian immediately smiled and said, "Okay, I will be Zhang Jiahao's off-court coach this afternoon."

"Xie Mingyang, you yourself..."

The words were not finished.

Xie Mingyang interrupted him: "Coach Li, I want to apply for Chen Jin to be my off-court coach."

"what?"

Not only Li Qian and Zhang Jiahao, but even Chen Jin didn't expect this.

They all turned to look at Xie Mingyang in unison.

"I want Chen Jin to be my off-court coach."

Ignoring the surprised looks of the three people, Xie Mingyang remained calm and said, "According to the rules, there should be no problem, right?"

"should be no problem."

Li Qian thought about it and said, "However, I have to apply to the organizer in advance."

"Chen Jin."

Xie Mingyang turned and looked at Chen Jin, "You won't refuse, will you?"

"of course not."

Chen Jin smiled slightly, "We are now comrades in the same trench, so we should fight side by side."

Besides, his match was scheduled for 4 p.m.

There is indeed such time.

Even after Xie Mingyang finishes the game, he can ask her to practice basketball with him and warm up before the game.

"I object!"

Zhang Jiahao said loudly.

Damn, this bastard Xie Mingyang is so scheming!
He deliberately gave Coach Li to me as an off-court coach and chose someone more capable for himself!
How could I sit idly by and watch the other party's evil plan succeed?
Given the relationship between Brother Jin and me, it is never Brother Jin's turn to be your off-field coach!
Think of this.

Zhang Jiahao became increasingly agitated.

"They are a perfect match made in heaven. How can a monster like you object?"

Li Qian smiled.

"But……"

Zhang Jiahao said, "I also want Brother Jin to be my off-court coach."

"What?"

Li Qian deliberately kept a straight face and asked, "Do you think I am not a good enough off-court coach?"

"..."

Zhang Jiahao suddenly realized that he was already in a difficult situation and said quickly, "No, no."

"That's it." Li Qian said, "It's settled. I'll be Zhang Jiahao's off-court coach, and Chen Jin will be Xie Mingyang's off-court coach."

"After dinner I will go and apply to the organizer."

Knowing that things were irreversible, Zhang Jiahao could only obey the arrangements.

He glared at Xie Mingyang fiercely and spat in his heart.

Bah, you scheming boy!

Imagining the intimate scene between Chen Jin and Xie Mingyang in his mind, Zhang Jiahao felt like he was forced to drink several lemons.

After dinner.

Li Qian immediately set off to find the organizer to apply for off-site guidance.

Facing Li Qian's departing back, Zhang Jiahao kept drawing circles in the air, muttering, "I disagree, I disagree, I disagree..."

Unfortunately, as Chen Jin said, Zhang’s ancestors were far away from him as they were abroad, so all his “wishes” were ineffective.

Rested in the room for half an hour.

Half past one.

The four of them headed to the training ground.

Walking on the road, Chen Jin chatted with Xie Mingyang: "Xie Mingyang, with your strength, do you need my off-field guidance?"

"need."

Xie Mingyang said solemnly, "I have inquired about it. Our opponent this afternoon is called Jose PERALES. He is about the same age as us and just won the Peruvian 16th Group Championship."

"It's a tough enemy. We can't take it lightly."

After suffering two crushing defeats to Chen Jin in the qualifiers, Xie Mingyang calmed down, reflected on his mistakes, and warned himself in his heart that he must never underestimate any opponent.

After finishing the game in the morning, he did not rush to leave the court, but chatted with his opponent.

I got some basic information about Jose PERALES.

Although Peru's table tennis career cannot be compared with that of the Chinese team.

But after all, the opponent is the champion of the Peruvian U16 group, and his strength should not be underestimated.

To be on the safe side, Xie Mingyang asked Chen Jin to be his off-field coach and to help him with the final stages of the battle.

Firstly, Chen Jin's strength is above his, and secondly, he has long witnessed Chen Jin's ability to analyze and dissect the situation in great detail.

Xie Mingyang believes that Chen Jin is capable of doing the job and can lend him a helping hand on the field.

“Peruvian U16 champion?”

Chen Jin nodded, "No wonder you take it so seriously."

"Don't worry, I'll be there to check for you, and when the time comes, just let go and fight as you like."

A slight smile finally appeared on Xie Mingyang's cold face: "Thank you."

Looking at the backs of Chen Jin and Xie Mingyang walking side by side, Zhang Jiahao walked behind them, his eyes full of resentment like a widow on a boat.

It gave me a sense of déjà vu as if I were seeing a minotaur, and I felt really bad.

Arrived at the training ground.

Xie Mingyang and Zhang Jiahao practiced against each other for about half an hour.

At 2:10, the staff notified the contestants to prepare to enter.

Li Qian accompanied Zhang Jiahao to table number one.

Chen Jin and Xie Mingyang went to table number two next door.

"I just took a peek at your opponent's training. His forehand and backhand are fairly balanced, but his forehand backspin ability is stronger than his backhand."

Chen Jin said, "Moreover, when I saw him holding the racket for forehand defense, the racket head was habitually tilted upwards, and it was not in line with his forearm..."

Xie Mingyang understood immediately: "It means that when he was defending with his forehand, his wrist was not very flexible and it was difficult for him to suppress the loop ball."

"good."

Chen Jin smiled and nodded, "The forehand is like this, and the backhand is not much different, so when you play against him, try to spin the ball a little, but pay attention to the arc and open up the landing point."

"clear."

A hint of gratitude flashed in Xie Mingyang's eyes.

I have to say that I found the right person for off-field coach.

Before the game even started, he had already figured out the weaknesses of his opponent's style of play just by watching his opponent's pre-match training, and had come up with a tactic for himself.

But at the same time.

Xie Mingyang was also clearly aware that as an opponent, such a person was particularly terrifying.

There is no doubt that.

I am afraid that my entire future career will be spent in confrontation and entanglement with this terrible yet respectable opponent.

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