180 Riyadh World Games-Mixed Team

◎The ability to endure and bear hardships is the best gift given by fate.◎

The Buddha called a five-minute medical timeout for Qin Xiaoba.

Seeing Qin Xiaoba's hands covered in blood, the referee agreed to a medical timeout.

The baffle was made of iron, and there was a screw drilled out of it, which pierced into the palm of Qin Xiaoba's hand.

When the team doctor came over, he found that the wound was not large, but very deep, almost penetrating the tiger's mouth, and blood was oozing out.

Even after wrapping it with four or five layers of gauze, blood was still seeping out.

The team doctor originally wanted to wrap it a few more times, but Qin Xiaoba refused.

"No, no, it will be difficult to hold the racket if it gets tangled any more."

The Hong Kong team saw this scene and came over to inquire about the situation, wanting to see if Qin Xiaoba could continue fighting.

Mori Yunan was also confused. He didn't expect such a situation to happen.

During the entire table tennis match, there were only two instances of blood being shed. One was between Zhu Qi and Jamie, and the other was now.

"I'm sorry, is it serious?..." Mori Yunan stood outside the Chinese team, watching the three team doctors surrounding Qin Xiaoba, and said in a low voice.

This matter cannot be blamed on Mori Yunan.

Qin Xiaoba slipped and hit his hand on the baffle.

Watching the team doctor tie gauze, the gauze was soaked with blood, and then the gauze was removed, the blood stains were cleaned, and then gauze was wrapped again... Later, the team doctor had no choice but to borrow blood-absorbing cotton pads from the female players, cut them into long strips, and then wrapped gauze around Qin Xiaoba's hand.

The blood is "blocked".

But that doesn't mean the wound doesn't exist.

Table tennis is another sport that requires very fine hand movements to complete. At the beginning of the third game, Sen Yunan felt that the quality of the ball hit by Qin Xiaoba suddenly became lower.

Just a slight change in the fingers can create a variety of rotations.

It was probably because of the pain from the wound that Qin Xiaoba was unable to move. Many of the balls he hit seemed to lack killing power and were even a little floating.

In this turbulent arena, the opponent will find an opportunity if you are even slightly weak.

At the beginning of the third game, Qin Xiaoba was at a disadvantage.

I wanted to stabilize first and then find an opportunity to counterattack, but Mori Yunan did not give me much chance.

Sen Yunan knew that Qin Xiaoba's forehand was not as good as his backhand, so after hitting the forehand fast ball many times, he would occasionally make a backhand sneak attack.

Qin Xiaoba didn't know whether it was because of the pain in his wound or because his excitement was interrupted, but now he seemed to be unable to mobilize himself, and all his reactions were slower than Sen Yunan's.

Zhu Qi was watching from the side and felt for the first time how great the pressure was as an off-field coach in such a world competition.

Zhu Qi didn't know if the fever that had already subsided had returned. He felt a dampness in front of his eyes and his vision became blurry.

The Chinese table tennis team won six gold medals in the last World Games.

This also established the strength of this king team in the entire Chinese sports world.

For the Chinese table tennis team, there is only the gold medal.

Winning the silver medal is like an 8.0 magnitude earthquake.

What's more, now we may not even be able to enter the finals.

Mori Yunan scores! Score! Score!

The Hong Kong team led all the way and won three points in a row.

The Hong Kong team players sitting opposite the competition table stood up and cheered "Good shot" and "Great shot".

However, the coach of the Hong Kong team found that Mori Yunan did not look happy about the score.

In this competition, Mori Yunan's handling of the situation was flawless, and it was clear that he had put in a lot of effort.

But any discerning person could see that the Chinese guy on the opposite side was actually trying to find his form. Although Mori Yunan was ahead in scoring, it became increasingly difficult for him to score as time went on.

There were two very dangerous goals at the end.

This Chinese guy almost overtook the opponent at match point.

[Small score in the third game, Qin Shang 8:11 Mori Yunan]

[Big score, Qin Shang 1:2 Mori Yunan]

Seeing that Mori Yunan won this round, the Hong Kong team coach breathed a sigh of relief, and then encouraged Mori Yunan to finish the game as soon as possible.

"Fake move to the backcourt, there's a front but no back, just kill him!"

The coach of the Hong Kong team asked Mori Yunan to end the game as soon as possible, worried that once the opponent's momentum built up, Mori Yunan would not be able to withstand it.

In many of the past matches between the two, every time Sen Yunan lost to Qin Xiaoba, it was basically because the game went to the backcourt and Sen Yunan couldn't hold on and failed to win.

Although the Hong Kong team has given Mori Yunan some endurance training in the past two years, it is better to avoid unnecessary complications and end the game as soon as possible.

On the other side, Qin Xiaoba stood in front of Zhu Qi with his right hand hanging in front of him, and even used his left hand to wipe the sweat off his face.

It seemed that the slightest movement of the right hand would tear the wound on the palm of the hand.

Zhu Qi felt that the situation was not optimistic.

Wounds and bleeding are actually secondary. What is important is that the nerve endings in the fingers will become unresponsive after bleeding.

The Buddha handed Qin Xiaoba a towel. Qin Xiaoba had gauze wrapped around his hands. He spread out the towel and covered his face with it.

At this time, no one could see Qin Xiaoba's expression. He covered his entire face with a towel, then grabbed the towel with both hands and rubbed it hard on his head.

Zhu Qi couldn't help but gasp when he heard him in the towel, but after taking the towel off, he acted as if nothing had happened.

The Buddha has basically said everything that needs to be said about the fighting style.

Everything that needs attention is explained in detail.

Many times, the off-field coaches feel that the most uncomfortable thing is to watch the athletes play on the court and not be able to do it themselves.

At the beginning of the fourth game, Qin Xiaoba felt that he had regained some of his form.

The quality of the ball has improved and my feet have started to run faster.

The coach of the Hong Kong team became nervous when he saw this scene, and while the referee was not paying attention, he secretly made a "quick battle, quick decision" gesture to Mori Yunan.

Mori Yunan received the signal from the Hong Kong team coach and began to increase the speed, strength and friction of his racket.

Strive to make every ball a high-quality ball of the highest difficulty.

But no matter how tricky the attack was, Qin Xiaoba could catch it.

The other members of the Hong Kong team sat nearby, each one shouting louder than the other.

"Brother, I can handle this!"

"Hold on to the net, and don't let go until you've fought till the bitter end!"

"Gah!"

Mori Yunan wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling unprecedentedly stressed.

Although it was Qin Xiaoba who was injured, Sen Yunan felt more nervous than ever because he felt that Qin Xiaoba was about to catch up.

The scoreboard next to it has been following closely.

When Sen Yunan scored a point, Qin Xiaoba would follow suit.

It was like a ferocious hungry wolf, treating him as a piece of pork belly and biting him tightly.

In fact, Qin Xiaoba's behavior is the same as Zhu Qi's and Jamie's in the women's singles final. Everyone can understand it, and no one will blame them even if they lose the game.

Why are you working so hard?

No one expected that Qin Xiaoba's adaptability was so strong. It only took him one game to adapt to the situation and complete the counterattack.

Zhu Qi watched Qin Xiaoba chasing the ball step by step, and remembered that when he and he were still children, his uncle found a bicycle and put it at the back door of the city team school so that the two of them could go out to play games.

Qin Xiaoba is one year younger than Zhu Qi and was very short before he was ten years old.

The bicycle that my uncle-in-law found for him was for adults to ride. When Qin Xiaoba stepped on it for the first time, he fell off the bike. His feet were caught in the wheels, and the nails of three of his five toes were rolled off.

Blood also gushed out in the same way.

But the competition was about to start, and Qin Xiaoba didn't say anything. He just gritted his teeth and pedaled his bicycle to take Zhu Qi to the competition venue.

When Zhu Qi came out after the game, he saw Qin Xiaoba found a pair of scissors, cut his socks and tied them around his toes to stop the bleeding. After he was done, he smiled and said to Zhu Qi that it was fortunate that his foot was injured and not his hand, otherwise it would be difficult for him to find a wife in the future.

At that time, Qin Xiaoba was rather stupid and thought that the toe cap would not grow back after it was pulled out. However, it grew back in less than three months.

Zhu Qi was briefly moved at the time, feeling that this brother was different from the one in her previous life. After this incident, she could forgive him as long as he didn't make a mistake based on principle. But later, when Zhu Qi saw Qin Xiaoba paddling during training, she would still scold him when she got angry. After so many times, she forgot about it. If it weren't for today's competition, Zhu Qi would have almost forgotten about it.

Perhaps for the poor, being able to endure and suffer is the best gift given by fate.

If you can't exert force with your fingers, you can only use your wrists and waist to lead.

At this moment, Qin Xiaoba wished more than ever that he could be as good as Ah Shui, but the reality was that this was not possible, so he could only grit his teeth and hold on.

It's penalty kick time.

Sen Yunan served first.

Qin Xiaoba was ready to catch the ball.

The two players first competed with each other in short shots, then the ball's flying path began to lengthen, and finally continued to expand, turning into a fight in the long distance.

Based on Zhu Qi's experience in watching the game, he knew that Mori Yunan would definitely force a change of direction on the eighth ball.

If Qin Xiaoba had learned his lesson, he would have added a little hidden rotation to the seventh ball.

At this moment, the brother and sister had a telepathic connection. Qin Xiaoba threw a left-spinning ball over. Sen Yunan wanted to change the line to the middle, but the ball flew directly to the right.

Issued.

Qin Xiaoba scored.

Zhu Qi couldn't help but stand up and applaud Qin Xiaoba.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the referee flip the scoreboard next to Qin Xiaoba's name, and the score changed from "14" to "15".

[Score in the third game: Qin Shang 15:13 Mori Yunan]

[Big score, Qin Shang 2:2 Mori Yunan]

Everyone present was going crazy. This was not just the deciding game of a match, it also determined which of the two teams would successfully advance.

Huang Jiajia sat behind the coach and watched Mori Yunan pacing back and forth in front of the Hong Kong team coach. She knew that her second brother was really in danger.

The members of the national table tennis team are as indestructible as steel. No matter what old injuries they have, they all start shouting and yelling as soon as they stand next to the table.

"Today I will either return home in glory or fall to the ground crying for my mother." A teammate next to me sighed.

Fat Tiger sat in the crowd, feeling a little confused.

When he was still in the national team, Qin Xiaoba was just a sparring partner.

After leaving the national team, Fat Tiger actually had some complaints. He believed that although he had violated the national team's discipline, his relationship did not affect his training or the game.

But along the way, I saw the players of the Chinese team doing everything they could to win.

Fat Tiger felt that he had been in the national team for such a long time, and being eliminated by the national team might indeed be due to many differences in mentality.

No one noticed that the game lasted for forty-five minutes.

The two players competed vigorously throughout the game, without any transition balls or trial balls.

Huang Jiajia, who often meets with the national table tennis team, is very familiar with this kind of situation. She feels like she is carrying mud and breathing like an old air conditioner.

All the Hong Kong players felt that something was terribly wrong.

My second brother seems to have no strength left.

It's taken too long.

Logically speaking, the two players have the same amount of competition time and their physical energy consumption should be similar, but Qin Xiaoba is better at holding the backcourt than Sen Yunan.

Mori Yunan had experienced this before when he was playing men's doubles with Qin Xiaoba.

At the beginning of the fifth game, Qin Xiaoba seemed to have completely forgotten the injury on his hand. He directly hit a baseline shot and competed with Sen Yunan in his ability to hit the ball close to the net.

The arc of the ball that Qin Xiaoba pulled over became more and more exaggerated, and the speed of the ball became faster and faster.

He didn't look exhausted at all after playing for 45 minutes. Instead, his performance was better than in the fourth game!

Zhu Qi felt that he could not see the speed of the ball clearly, and his eyes were foggy, but he could still hear the sounds of various balls hitting each other.

As soon as the ball flew to Qin Xiaoba, the friction sound between the rubber and the ball became very long and heavy.

Zhu Qi didn't know that she was captured by the organizer's camera while sitting in the coach's seat with red eyes, otherwise she would definitely try her best to endure it.

In the end, the gauze on Qin Xiaoba's hands turned red.

He pushed the racket again and again with his fingers to increase the extreme friction on the ball, and then when the blood beads spread along his wrist to the rubber, he took the last ball.

[Score in the third game: Qin Shang 13:11 Mori Yunan]

【Big score, Qin Shang 3:2 Mori Yunan】

Chinese team 3:2 Hong Kong team

Successfully advanced to the finals.

Qin Xiaoba took a deep breath, raised his bandaged right hand, clenched his fist in the air, raised his thumb, and pointed at the national flag on his left chest.

Finally, he grinned at all the cameras focused on his face and said something.

This sound was not recorded by any instrument.

It was also drowned out by the cheers from all directions.

But many years later, when fans were re-examining this game, they were able to tell the difference based on his lip movements.

At that time, Qin Xiaoba said, "China is awesome."

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The game was extremely brutal.

Almost everyone on the Chinese team was injured.

When Qin Xiaoba was playing in the fourth round, Maomao didn't even finish the injection and came out to watch the game with a waist belt attached.

After confirming that the Chinese team advanced, he returned to the medical room to continue the massage.

Later, when recalling this match in an interview, Foye also told reporters: "I don't think there will be such a thrilling match in the future. This time it was the mixed doubles, women's singles and men's singles who turned the tide, and they are all great contributors to the national table tennis team."

Qin Xiaoba also found out after watching the replay that his sister had tears in her eyes in the coaching seat after the game.

While asking the team doctor to change his dressing, Qin Xiaoba sighed, "My sister is such a woman of steel. She can shed a tear for me. My blood has not been shed in vain."

Zhu Qi rarely refrained from finding fault with him, praising him wholeheartedly: "You and Ah Shui both played very well in this match."

Qin Xiaoba was rarely praised by his sister, and he was deeply moved.

But when he heard the team doctor say, "This injury will definitely not heal tomorrow," Qin Xiaoba shouted again, "Don't worry, I can definitely still play!"

Zhu Qi sat next to him with a fever-reducing patch on his head, thinking about tomorrow's game.

Another old rival.

North Korean team.

Zhu Qi and Xi Ling'en didn't meet in the women's singles this time, but they might have to fight in the mixed team.

Just as he was thinking about watching the North Korean team's semi-final match, Ah Shui suddenly pulled Zhu Qi aside and whispered, "Did you know? After the semi-final between the North Korean team and the South Korean team, the two teams had an argument backstage."

“…” Zhu Qi.

This... is a historical issue.