179 Riyadh World Games-Mixed Team

◎ Dare to give him a decisive game, he will really risk his life to hold on. ◎

Before the last men's singles match began, Zhu Qi returned to his off-court coaching position.

After Maomao finished playing women's doubles, she couldn't straighten her back and was taken away by Coach Cun for acupuncture. I guess the needles haven't been removed yet.

Big Bear's knee was injured, too, and he limped off the court. The patella was so badly worn that the team doctor had to wrap his entire knee in a bandage. He could only hold his legs straight as he sat slumped on the bench closest to the outside, watching the game.

Because both the men's doubles and women's doubles were lost, Daxiong was in a very low mood and had made plans to commit suicide first to apologize if the Chinese team failed to advance.

As a result, we are now in the fifth game.

Although Big Bear couldn't stand up, his hands were not idle. He took out two inflatable sticks from somewhere and bumped them against each other to cheer on.

In fact, everyone is still a little worried about the match between Qin Xiaoba and Sen Yunan.

It’s not about who has better skills. On the contrary, the closer the two are, the more nervous it becomes.

"Judging from the previous winning rates of Xiaoba and Mori Yunan, the two can basically be considered 50-50. Let's all give him some encouragement." Daxiong looked at the two people on the field who were preparing to toss a coin, and he had already chanted "Amitabha" dozens of times in his heart.

There are many types of athletes. Some perform exceptionally well at home, but are easily timid on the court. These players tend to be introverted and struggle to adapt to the atmosphere of a large crowd.

But Qin Xiaoba is the type who likes to be in the spotlight, and the more people there are, the better he fights.

This may also be because Qin Xiaoba developed the habit of following his sister to play games everywhere since he was a child. He has long been accustomed to the atmosphere of a large crowd. In fact, many times, if the fans outside the stadium are shouting his name, he can perform better.

Qin Xiaoba was young before, and after he turned 20 and grew up, many coaches in the team would joke that Qin Xiaoba looked a bit like his sister, but he didn't have as many honors as his sister.

Once, Jin Lili met Zhu Qi and told him that her brother was very famous in Korea. Many Korean girls didn't know Korean athletes, but they all knew Qin Shang from the Chinese team.

The athletes generally have broad shoulders and narrow waists, and double doors. Zhu Qi and A Shuiping were already accustomed to seeing this physique, and they were aesthetically fatigued by it and didn't think much of it.

But Qin Shang has regular facial features, a wheat-colored complexion, thick eyebrows, and is also an athlete.

In the past, when Zhu Qi scolded Qin Xiaoba, he always looked at him straight in the eye, but later he inexplicably started looking up at him. He didn't know when Qin Xiaoba became over 1.8 meters tall.

In addition, Qin Xiaoba has a muscular body. When practicing in the training hall, he always likes to pull his clothes to his chest and tie a knot to reveal his eight-pack abs and mermaid line.

It is very consistent with the aesthetic of Korean women.

When I played in the Korea Open before, 80% of the people outside the court were Korean women, and everyone shouted Qin Shang's name in a clear voice.

Several young players on the men's team even jokingly told Korean media that Qin Shang's nickname in the national team was Xiao Ba, and asked Korean female fans to call him Xiao Ba in the future.

But after A Shui's correction, the Korean girls stopped calling Xiao Ba "Xi Ba".

Before Qin Xiaoba went on stage, Shi Ge ran to the waiting room and said to Qin Xiaoba: "You kid, play well in this match. If you win, you will be the Big Eight. If you lose, you will be the West Eight."

Qin Xiaoba nodded heavily: "Don't worry!"

Having said that, it was only when Qin Xiaoba actually stood next to the pool table that he felt an unprecedented pressure.

The pressure weighed heavily on his shoulders, causing him to make a slight mistake in his first serve.

That was a serve that was running at high speed beyond the baseline and just brushed the net a little bit.

Zhu Qi was sitting next to the Buddha and heard the sound of the net being rubbed.

Sure enough, Mori Yunan on the opposite side immediately raised his hand and asked for the ball to be re-served.

The second serve went much more normally, and Zhu Qi and Fo Ye felt a little relieved.

Zhu Qi took his temperature again before going on stage; it was now down to 36°C. Every time he held the thermometer under his arm, Zhu Qi missed the electronic thermometer guns of twenty years ago, which he could just press against his forehead.

Seeing that Zhu Qi was in much better condition, the Buddha felt more relieved.

Although Ren Xinhua had handed over the team's arrangements to Zhu Qi and Maomao before being hospitalized, he was the head coach of the women's team after all. If the Chinese team lost this time, the General Administration of Sports would definitely not blame the two children. He and Shi Ge would definitely bear half of the responsibility.

He sat beside him with his arms folded and whispered to Zhu Qi, "Did you discuss tactics with him before the game?"

Zhu Qi did talk about tactics.

But in fact, it is almost the same as what we say during normal training.

After all, Qin Xiaoba has been playing for so many years and has fought against Sen Yunan many times. In fact, Qin Xiaoba must know how to play the game better than Zhu Qi.

Neither of them hid at the beginning of the first game. Compared with the women's singles match between A Shui and Huang Jiajia, the men's singles match was played at a faster pace.

From serving to receiving to stalemate, both players used their best skills to attack and defend.

Zhu Qi could feel that Qin Xiaoba was very serious about this game.

Qin Xiaoba had played for a French club for two months before, and corrected his bad habit of not liking to save the ball. Later, in order to make money to help A Shui pay off his debts, he corrected his bad habit of fluctuating form.

Qin Xiaoba is now in his golden period where he is in the best condition, has the most advanced skills, is most flexible in mind, and has no obvious injuries on his body.

You can tell whether he is in good condition from his expression.

That is, if he loses a ball, he will curse at himself all the time.

"Oh my god, what a great shot."

"What a dish! You can even throw this away."

"Oh my god, I have such a stupid brain."

Every time Zhu Qi saw Qin Xiaoba like this, he would remember the previous game in South Korea when the Korean girls said that Qin Xiaoba had the vibe of the prince of Seoul when he was excited about playing basketball.

But Zhu Qi felt that Korean girls might have seen too many cowardly and masculine Korean men. If they really knew the meaning of these Jinling elegant words, they would not think such men were "handsome".

Seeing Qin Xiaoba like this, Zhu Qi also felt the huge psychological pressure on his brother.

Zhu Qi knew that Qin Xiaoba still had the psychological trauma of losing to Mori Yunan in that training match with the national table tennis team.

Although the latter two people often meet in competitions, and they have won and lost against each other.

But that match was their first match after all, and it ended with Qin Xiaoba's defeat. It was at his home court, and all present were his teammates and coaches.

In fact, many times, once a person loses a game, he will lose his whole life.

Just like Japan's Zaihara Xiang, who has never defeated Zhu Qi.

It was because when Yuan Xiang lost to Zhu Qi for the first time, the loss was so tragic. She was beaten badly by Zhu Qi's counter-loop shot in the mixed team competition of the Tokyo World Games.

No matter how hard Yuan Xiang tried afterwards, the shadow of that match was always deeply engraved in her mind. Whenever she saw her opponent in the game, she would subconsciously be a head lower.

Even if there are wins and losses, this shadow will never completely disappear unless Qin Xiaoba can win overwhelmingly in the future.

Zhu Qi knew this, but still arranged Qin Xiaoba in the men's singles.

The Buddha couldn't understand Zhu Qi, and no one could understand Zhu Qi's arrangement.

If it was Song Linzhou, there might be a glimmer of hope, after all, Song Linzhou just defeated Mori Yunan in the men's singles event.

No matter what, Mori Yunan also won the silver medal in the men's singles at this World Games.

It's too challenging.

In fact, Qin Xiaoba couldn't quite understand why his sister arranged him in this position. Although he had always wanted to play men's singles, at such a critical moment, the victory of the team naturally had to be the priority.

After the first round, both sides were already sweating.

Qin Xiaoba had a stream of sweat on his back. He lost with a small score of [12:14] and was defeated by Sen Yunan in the first game.

Mori Yunan has made a lot of progress in the past two years, which can be seen from the men's singles event. His playing style has become more aggressive.

In the first game against Qin Xiaoba, he stood sideways and attacked wildly with his forehand.

The two men met with bayonets.

When two brave men meet on a narrow road, the braver one wins.

Qin Xiaoba failed to win the first game. He walked up to Zhu Qi with a flushed face, swallowing water in small sips while listening to Zhu Qi.

"Well played, just play like this. The first game doesn't matter, just give it to him." Zhu Qi said while pressing Qin Xiaoba's shoulders to help Qin Xiaoba relieve his emotions.

The Buddha's head was buzzing, and when he heard Zhu Qi say it didn't matter, he suddenly panicked.

How could the first game not matter?

How important the first game is!

Especially in a team competition with a best-of-five format, if you can get the first big score, it will be easier later on!

Buddha doesn’t understand.

In fact, the small score gap is too big. Zhu Qi would feel anxious if he lost to the opponent by more than four or five points.

But it was the two-point gap that made Zhu Qi breathe a sigh of relief.

The former shows that the opponent has overwhelming technology, and Qin Xiaoba will definitely have a hard time beating him in the future.

The latter shows that Qin Xiaoba's loss in the first game was slightly due to luck, and he could still catch up if the score was close.

Other people in the stands were also nervous, but those who were familiar with Qin Xiaoba said they could understand.

Ah Shui had already changed into clean clothes and was sitting in the stands, chattering to the others: "That's normal. Lao Qin usually only started to exert his strength in the second game. He's a slow starter."

A Shui said this to comfort others and also to comfort himself.

Big Bear was so anxious that he watched Song Linzhou coming from the south entrance. He finally asked in a moment of pause, "Why did you just change your clothes?"

Of course, Song Linzhou couldn't say that he went to find cough medicine for Zhu Qi, so he made an excuse, "I went to the Table Tennis Federation to deliver something," and then sat next to Daxiong to watch the game.

There was a fever-reducing patch with Korean characters on Zhu Qi's forehead, and her cheeks were pale from the fever, but she still had the strength to speak normally.

Qin Xiaoba couldn't think too much now. His mind was full of Zhu Qi's words, "Grit your teeth and hold on, and play every ball to the extreme!"

In fact, when Mori Yunan was in the national team, they could clearly tell the difference between players educated with Western training methods and players trained with Chinese asceticism from their conversation in the pavilion.

Mori Yunan's ball is like a meticulously crafted work of art, reflecting the self-control and elegance cultivated by the Hong Kong team using Western nutrition.

The Hong Kong team emphasizes a balance between work and rest, and the athletes basically have no recurring illnesses, so their performance has been stable.

But Qin Xiaoba is like the weeds growing outdoors in the wind. Many of his operations do not seem that complicated and delicate, but the balls he hits are as wild and reckless as stones.

Halfway through the second game, Mori Yunan began to feel more and more sweat on his body.

In fact, Qin Xiaoba is not the best in all aspects of ability in the entire national table tennis team.

In terms of intelligence, Qin Xiaoba is not as smart as Zhu Qi when playing basketball.

When it comes to fighting, Qin Xiaoba is not as fast, fierce and accurate as Maomao.

In terms of clinginess, Qin Xiaoba is not as entertaining as Ah Shui, who is so versatile.

In terms of strength, Qin Xiaoba is not as good as Daxiong, and every ball he hits is like a heavy artillery.

In terms of stability, Qin Xiaoba is no match for Song Linzhou in terms of persistence and flawlessness...

Now, both of them adopted the tactic of competing for long balls, standing at the far table and holding off on the ball one after another.

Each ball flew over ten meters and back, and the playing field was only fourteen meters long, so the two of them almost spanned the entire field!

Under normal circumstances, long-range balls are usually lobbed high.

But the balls these two people hit were all looping balls flying close to the table!

Both of them were standing very close to the baffle, fighting each other to the extreme!

In this situation, the two people are competing for their comprehensive strength level like in a tug-of-war. If one of them lacks momentum, he will lose points!

Zhu Qi saw Qin Xiaoba's expression.

He was very determined, his eyes were sharp, and he never let up!

Finally! Mori Yunan took a very risky move and changed the line, moving the ball from the right half to the left half.

Qin Xiaoba pounced on his prey like a little wolf cub and fell to the left!

Bang!

Qin Xiaoba slipped and hit the left barrier, but the moment he fell, his right arm twitched back diagonally!

Like a swordsman drawing his sword, he swung the white ball onto the table opposite!

The white ball made a circle and hit the white line of the table opposite with a click!

[Second round, Qin Shang 16:14 Mori Yunan]

[Big score, Qin Shang 1:1 Mori Yunan]

Zhu Qi took a deep breath, and just as his pounding heart had returned to normal, he saw Qin Xiaoba standing up from the sideboard. His right hand, which was holding the racket, had been cut by the iron sheet of the sideboard, and blood was gushing out from his knuckles.

...But Qin Xiaoba, such a warrior with a missing corner, has one advantage, that is, he has the ultimate ability to withstand pressure.

Qin Xiaoba has been scolded by Zhu Qi since he was a child, but he never gets angry because of his sister scolding him. He would occasionally feel sorry for himself once or twice, thinking that it was just like this and give up. However, he would not lie down for long before being coaxed by people around him and then stand up obediently to continue practicing.

If you dare to give him a decisive game, he will really risk his life to hold on.

【Author’s words】

It's the last one. The main text should be over in five or six chapters. P.S. conservatively estimated, it may be seven or eight chapters, but definitely not more than ten chapters~