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

Chapter 97 [097] Real anger doesn’t need to be shown on your face

Half past five.

The women's doubles match is over.

The pair of Ye Sijia and Lin Xinyu defeated their opponents with a score of 3:1 and successfully advanced to the women's doubles semi-finals.

Li Linghan's singles match is about to begin.

Accompanied by coach Deng Yang, Li Linghan packed her things and prepared to go to the stadium.

"It's a pity that I also have a game at 6:20, otherwise I would be there to cheer you on."

Chen Jin smiled.

"It's ok."

Li Linghan smiled sweetly, "No matter if you win or lose, I will be there to watch your game and cheer you on."

"Do not."

Chen Jin shook his head and said solemnly, "You will definitely win. I believe in you."

These seemingly simple words were like enlightenment to Li Linghan, and her long eyelashes trembled violently.

Deep in her eyes, a hint of determination appeared, and Li Linghan clenched her right fist: "Well, I will definitely win!"

"come on."

Chen Jin also clenched his fist to show encouragement.

"Ah."

Li Linghan was immediately greatly encouraged by Chen Jin's clear eyes.

The expression on his face became more resolute: "Li Linghan, you can do it!"

“Never let others down.”

After watching Li Linghan and Deng Yang leave the training hall, Chen Jin was the only one left in the hall.

Even though there was no one to train with, Chen Jin did not stop. He stood beside the table and practiced his swing and footwork alone.

not far away.

Yuta Tanaka had already focused on training and was constantly watching what was happening on Chen Jin's side.

Witnessing this scene, I almost laughed out loud.

"Only a kid who is just starting out would practice swinging the racket like him, weakly and stiffly."

Tanaka Yuta sneered, "You look so lonely and pitiful, hahahaha..."

Indeed, for other athletes, the training intensity of Chen Jin's training would have minimal effect and be less useful than practicing serving.

But Chen Jin is different.

He is a man with a system.

Every swing of the racket is an accumulation of proficiency and is never in vain.

Chen Jin practiced silently at his own pace, oblivious to the people around him.

It can warm you up and also serve as a rest, so why not?
It’s almost six o’clock.

Zhang Jiahao's hearty laughter could be heard from the door from a distance: "Brother Jin, I don't have to wash your socks for the time being."

Chen Jin turned his head and saw Zhang Jiahao and two others walking towards him quickly.

"Won?"

Chen Jin smiled.

"Is this even a question? It's a must."

Zhang Jiahao was full of pride, "Double is my field, even if I let them win with just one right hand, they can still win easily."

Hey, you talk as if you usually play with your right hand!
Chen Jin complained in his heart.

However, seeing Zhang Jiahao's proud look did not spoil his fun.

"Chen Jin."

Xie Mingyang whispered, "No one is with you to practice and warm up, are you okay?"

After all, Chen Jin's opponent in the next singles match is Tanaka Yuta, who once defeated Wang Chuqin.

Compared to Chen Jin, Yuta Tanaka did not participate in doubles.

While saving a lot of energy, his teammates accompanied him in practicing to help him maintain his touch.

"no problem."

Chen Jin smiled slightly, "You have all made it to the quarterfinals, how can I hold you back?"

Besides, his goal in this competition is to win the championship.

How can you talk about winning the championship if you can't even beat a mere Tanaka Yuta?

Not to mention the Macau Championship.

Little Yuta Tanaka must be captured!
"Brother Jin, when dealing with the Japs, just fight with all your might."

Zhang Jiahao said seriously, "Competition comes first, not friendship."

"it is good!"

Chen Jin nodded.

Rackets, towels, bananas, mineral water, electrolyte water... Chen Jin packed up his things ten minutes in advance.

Then he slung his backpack over his shoulder, shook hands with Zhang Jiahao and Xie Mingyang respectively, and then walked towards the stadium with Li Qian.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but I happened to meet Yuta Tanaka and his coach at the entrance of the stadium.

With a sneer on his lips, Tanaka Yuta raised his thumb and made a provocative throat-cutting gesture towards Chen Jin.

"What the hell..."

Li Qian almost couldn't hold back his impulse, and wanted to rush up and kick the other person. On the other hand, Chen Jin seemed to be fine.

"You're not angry at all when someone provokes you like this?"

Li Qian looked depressed.

"I am angry."

Chen Jindao.

He looked Chen Jin up and down and saw that there was no change in the expression on his face.

Even the smile remained.

There was no sign of anger at all.

Li Qian was a little puzzled: "Forgive me for my mortal eyes, I can't tell why you are angry."

"My father-in-law once told me that if you are really angry, you don't need to show it on your face."

Chen Jin smiled, "Instead, we need to find a way to return this anger tenfold or a hundredfold."

There was a hint of chill in his calm tone.

"Makes sense."

Li Qian nodded in agreement, "Let's go and vent our anger on Tanaka Yuta!"

While talking.

The two walked into the arena.

"Brother Jin, come on!"

From the audience, Zhang Jiahao's unbridled shouting was heard.

Beside him, Xie Mingyang was sitting upright.

Chen Jin turned his head, stretched out his right hand and gave a thumbs up.

"Would you like to have a banana first?"

Li Qian said, "Chen Jin, with your strength, it would be easy for you to defeat Tanaka Yuta."

"Just let go and hit me hard, don't give me any face."

As for tactics, he knew that Chen Jin had his own ideas and there was no need for him to say anything.

All he has to do is to ensure good logistics.

the other side.

Yuta Tanaka's coach is discussing tactical play with Yuta Tanaka.

"The opponent is a right-handed straight-blade player. He was able to win the Chinese U16 group qualifier, which shows that he has certain strength."

"Although I don't know the opponent's real playing style yet, for safety's sake, I won't try to compete with him in the first three shots."

"At the same time, we should avoid competing with him on the forehand and try to open a breakthrough from the backhand position."

The coach's analysis coincided with Yuta Tanaka's thoughts.

In the past two days, he watched Chen Jin's games carefully and summed up some playing experience.

Coupled with the advantages and disadvantages of the straight board itself, I am even more confident.

"I just plan to fight him backhand."

Tanaka Yuta raised his eyebrows, "Although Chen Jin seems to be very good at backhand underspin, the backhand continuity of the straight racket will never win the horizontal racket."

not to mention.

The other party is just a teenager of fifteen or sixteen years old. No matter how strong he is, how can he compare with an adult like me who is at the peak of his strength?
The advantage is on my side, I will definitely win this battle!
Thinking of this, Tanaka Yuta turned his head and glanced at Chen Jin next to him: "Is this your first time participating in an international competition like this?"

"I'm sorry, but this will be your last time participating."

"Young man, prepare to face a tragic defeat that will shatter your Dao heart!"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in the depths of his dark pupils.

Six twenty.

At the referee's signal.

Players from both sides enter.

When shaking hands.

Tanaka Yuta was just about to tell Chen Jin that he had learned some Chinese on the Internet: "Chen Jin, you are going to lose this game."

however.

The words haven't been spoken yet.

But Chen Jin, who had originally lowered his eyes, suddenly raised them.

Two terrifying gazes, like lightning tearing through the sky, shot towards Tanaka Yuta.