195 Extras (11)

◎For a moment, Zhu Qi felt like he was hallucinating.◎

"Do you have to go?" Song Linzhou stood in front of Zhu Qi who was bending over to pack his racket, watching Zhu Qi cleaning the rubber on the racket.

Zhu Qi was preparing to refresh the glue and let it dry overnight, and then put on the new rubber before leaving tomorrow so that he could use it directly when he arrived at the competition venue or training hall.

She was also wondering why she had just finished chatting with Ren Xinhua at noon, and only went with the Sunshine sisters to prepare some necessities in the afternoon, but in the evening everyone knew that she was going to participate?

Zhu Qi hummed and continued to pack up the things in his hands.

It’s been a while since I went out to compete by myself... What should I bring?

Oh, yes, athlete's ID, military officer's ID, health report, three-inch color photo, passport...

These things are usually kept with the supervisor, and when needed, you can go to your coach for them. This is because some athletes have poor self-care ability and like to throw things around. They are afraid of the trouble of having to replace them if they are lost, so they are simply managed by the coaches.

Maomao originally disagreed with her going to the competition, but Ren Xinhua said that she could go with the badminton team, which sounded less dangerous.

But it’s hard to describe this feeling. It’s like watching your child go on an outing with the school. You know the school will prepare everything, but if you’re not going, you can’t help but worry about unexpected situations.

"Wait a minute, I'll go tell the chairman that I'm going with him." Maomao turned around and wanted to walk towards Ren Xinhua's office.

Zhu Qi pulled Mao Mao back. "No, didn't you say you wanted to give Zuo Zuo and You You intensive training and skill improvement? They're just getting into form now. How can they continue to practice intermittently if you're gone? Don't worry about me. I'm not a new member of the national team. How should I not know the importance of this? I'll only be gone for two weeks. If I'm fast, I might be back in eleven days. I checked the registration form this afternoon. Although registration hasn't closed yet, most of the players who participated in the competition are from second- and third-tier teams from external associations. Don't worry..."

"But there are always unexpected events," Song Linzhou suddenly added, sounding even more anxious than a cat. "The ITTF's change to the points system is intended to encourage top players to compete in smaller tournaments, encourage fans to spend more on tickets, and boost grassroots competitions. This has nothing to do with the Chinese team, and even less so with you. You don't need to take all the blame on yourself..."

Song Linzhou felt that Zhu Qi wanted to participate in the competition because his world No. 1 ranking was taken away.

Zhu Qi admitted that this factor accounts for 50% of his desire to participate in the competition.

Song Linzhou added: "And everyone is very worried about you."

His voice was gentle and soft, with a heavy ending, revealing a sense of grievance.

For some reason, Zhu Qi felt that when Song Linzhou said "everyone", the tone was more like the first-person "I".

Song Linzhou is a very good person.

After so many years of getting along, even if Zhu Qi has no interest in developing relationships with the opposite sex, he has to admit this.

As an athlete, I play every game with dedication, and I will try my best to play the game the coach asks me to play no matter how difficult it is.

As the main player of the men's team, he never puts on airs with the young players, and often helps them and gives them tips on how to play.

As a teammate, he would give whatever balls were given to him during practice, never urged him to leave no matter how late it was, and was also an emotional serving tool.

Whether it is his skills or his character, the team members give him high praise.

But now, Zhu Qi felt that Song Linzhou's reaction was a little strange.

I am on the women's team and have no mixed doubles tasks recently.

It doesn't matter where we go... to him, right?

"I know. Thank you 'everyone' for your concern." She spoke each word calmly, like a small stone that could not be warmed.

To be honest, Qin Xiaoba felt a little sorry for his big antelope brother as he watched from the side.

It was a coincidence this time.

After returning from the table tennis tournament, everyone had something to do.

Because we didn't win the World Cup, everyone increased their training volume.

In addition, after the National Table Tennis Championships, Qin Xiaoba injured his foot and Daxiong was also arranging surgery, so A Shui's training schedule was also full.

The coaches who had no work to do in the team had already been assigned to the provincial team to look for talents, and they would not be back for a while.

Although A Shui kept pinching himself and asking him to bear it, Qin Xiaoba still couldn't help it.

"Sister, can you please stop taking all the responsibility on yourself? Actually, everyone can help you share the burden..."

"Are you okay?" Zhu Qi interrupted him, "Talking about these weird things."

"Ah, I just don't think you need to think it's your fault that you can't get the world's top ranking. No one says anything..."

Although Qin Xiaoba's thinking was sometimes very erratic in his early years, he was not bad. He knew when to fight and when to accept.

And sometimes, when Qin Xiaoba saw Zhu Qi doing everything by herself, he always felt that she had done many things to the utmost but it was still not enough. As a younger brother, he would also feel distressed. After all, she was already this age, not seventeen or eighteen years old and full of energy.

Zhu Qi was annoyed and glanced at him: "Are you still preaching to me? Let me show you what you can do."

But when he looked up, he found that almost all the members of the women's team had gathered around him.

Twenty or so little heads surrounded him one by one, watching Zhu Qi pack his things, zip up his basketball bag, organize his sneakers, fold his team jersey, stuff it into the bag, and finally zip it up.

Everyone looked at Zhu Qi with a look of reluctance in their eyes.

Zhu Qi thought that he had been decisive and strict in the team during this period, and he often punished the team by making them run or undergo extra training.

These monkeys would be very happy if she could leave the team for two weeks.

But I didn't expect everyone to follow suit and agree.

"Yes, yes, Captain."

"Next spring, we'll fight back together."

"Yes, they occupy all the top ten in the world!"

"Look at how those people are overtaking!"

The little heads with their hair cut short for training look like cute little mushrooms.

More than twenty little mushrooms nodded together, seeming to agree with Qin Xiaoba's point of view.

Zhu Qi felt a little warmed, and the fatigue he had accumulated during this period seemed to have mostly disappeared because of the childish and young faces in front of him.

This kind of satisfaction is different from standing on the podium yourself.

Although he was relieved, Zhu Qi felt that everyone still had the feeling that their parents had to go out to work, and several children at home said, "We will eat less, Mom, please don't go out."

"Okay, I know what everyone's saying. But the tickets are already booked, and if I don't go, I'll look like a deserter. You all should follow the training plan we set up earlier and practice well. I'll check when we get back. If the coach tells me who's slacking off or slacking off, don't think you can let me off just because I say a few nice words now." Zhu Qi put his bag on his back and said to Ah Shui. "After I leave, you'll be the most senior member of the team, and you'll be in charge of these younger members."

A Shui felt that this task was very difficult. She was soft-hearted and would not treat the young players harshly.

But since Zhu Qi had said this, Ah Shui could only nod and say, "Yes!"

When Zhu Qi was about to leave with his bag, he seemed to be attracted by something and slowed down when he walked next to Song Linzhou.

Even without looking into his eyes, Zhu Qi could imagine the look in his eyes.

Because Song Linzhou had looked at her like that too many times.

In those photos taken from the newspaper...

Before, Mori Yunan said that he liked her, and Zhu Qi also thought that he was a child.

Do you know her?

Do you know her character?

Do you know her preferences?

I was attracted to her just by watching some of her games, and my liking for her was too superficial.

After all, she was lying on a hospital bed and had heard her own father and brother say "give up treatment". She was naturally averse to such emotions.

To be more precise, they are people who ask first before they give.

When Zhu Qi first arrived at her uncle's house, she partly remembered that when she was little in her previous life, her uncle and aunt often came to visit her, carrying large and small bags of snacks and girls' clothes.

But every time her uncle left, the snacks would be snatched away by Su Jun, and her clothes would be sold cheaply to neighbors by her stepmother, and she would be beaten by her stepmother.

At that time, Zhu Qi was young and ignorant. He only knew that if his uncle and aunt came, he would be beaten.

Over time, Zhu Qi no longer wanted his uncle and aunt to come.

After being reborn, Zhu Qi blurted out that he had an uncle and an aunt at the police station. But when he went to his uncle's house, Zhu Qi kept dreaming about the things that happened in the hospital ward in his previous life, and some PTSD made some defensive guesses.

That is, the uncle and aunt may be the same people as that man and stepmother.

Zhu Qi is a very slow-warm person.

Song Linzhou has always known this, and he is not afraid of waiting.

But when he saw Zhu Qi leaving the training hall, Song Linzhou confirmed his inner thoughts and strode towards the coach's office in the opposite direction.

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Because there are so many people going this time, the badminton team brought a group of logistics staff, and one car definitely cannot accommodate them all.

So the badminton team chartered two buses.

Among a group of badminton team uniforms with yellow background and red stripes, there was a table tennis player wearing a red background and yellow stripes.

From getting on the bus to checking tickets at the airport to boarding the plane.

Zhu Qi felt like a mascot, being pulled together by a group of people to talk.

"Sister Qi, if we have a celebration party after this game, you have to come with us!"

Zhu Qi is one of the older members of the badminton team, and a group of kids also call her "sister".

Another kid said, "Hey, the game hasn't even started yet, and you're already thinking about celebrating?"

"But Sister Xiaoqi, if you go alone, who will be your sparring partner when you get there?"

Zhu Qi smiled and said, "Let's see which outsourcing company has time then."

Several kids playing badminton were very envious.

If you put yourself in their shoes, it makes sense. After all, it's a Grand Slam. There would probably be a lot of people lining up to be his sparring partners.

It’s an honor to be able to pull a few balls.

Zhu Qi leaned his head against the glass as he watched the plane take off.

Outside, the clouds were rolling and the ground was getting farther and farther away.

This feeling of taking off is very subtle.

The cabin was full of members of the badminton team, and everyone was resting with their eyes closed. The badminton head coach found Zhu Qi, sat next to her and chatted with her.

After all, table tennis and badminton are so close, and the badminton head coach often heard Ren Xinhua discussing some of his players. He also paid close attention to his "neighbors" and knew the importance of Zhu Qi in the national table tennis team.

Although he rarely communicated with Zhu Qi, the badminton head coach occasionally paid attention to Zhu Qi's performance in the table tennis team.

After all, it is very rare to find athletes who have the ability, skills, and brains and can also help manage players.

No matter which coach it is, I like it.

Furthermore, times are changing so dramatically these days. The head badminton coach is now in his sixties and nearing retirement. Many young people are a bit behind the times, so I wanted to ask Zhu Qi for his perspective on young people.

Zhu Qi briefly talked about the current situation of the national table tennis team and how the national table tennis team is dealing with it.

In fact, most of them revolve around the same three things.

Grades, cell phone, love.

After getting off the plane, it was originally planned that Zhu Qi and the Sunshine sisters would live together, but because the badminton match and the table tennis match were at different times, it might affect each other's rest.

The badminton head coach opened a separate room for Zhu Qi, and after Zhu Qi moved in, he began to unpack his tennis bag.

The accommodation is very close to the competition venue, about a five-minute drive away.

Despite this, Ren Xinhua meant that after Zhu Qi arrived at the destination, he must go with the main force.

If it were according to Zhu Qi's personality, he might just carry the golf bag himself.

But after all, she had promised Ren Xinhua, so she had to do it.

When we landed, it was already dusk in New Delhi.

The arrangement for the badminton team was to pack up their things first, organize their badminton rackets, then give speeches and take roll call, then go to dinner together and then go to the training hall to warm up in advance.

The chef brought by the badminton team has started to "occupy" the kitchen. When I went there just now, there were still a few kids from the badminton team ordering food in the corridor.

“I want to eat Sichuan food!”

"I want to eat sweet and sour pork!"

"I want to eat boiled pork slices!"

“Pineapple meat is also fine!”

The badminton coaches outside were yelling, "Go away, there's still a lot to do. It's good enough to have something to eat! Shut up!"

Because Zhu Qi needed to change rubber and was dizzy from the Indian uncle's driving skills after landing, he lay down in the hotel to rest and asked the Yangguang sisters to help bring him a roujiamo.

While lying in bed, Zhu Qi also began to worry.

Finding a sparring partner is a bit of a hassle.

First of all, it’s quite difficult because I don’t speak the language.

Many outsourced workers may not speak English.

Forget it, if it really doesn’t work, she can just practice against the wall.

The hotel booked by the badminton team is a five-star hotel opened by a local British. The environment is pretty good in all aspects. At least they provide knives and forks so you don’t have to use your hands to eat.

Outside, the sky gradually darkened and a gust of wind blew.

Immediately afterwards, a fine and dense rain fell, like silver needles falling to the ground along with the clouds.

Zhu Qi rummaged through his suitcase and found the umbrella at the innermost part.

Fortunately I brought it with me.

Table tennis paddles are very fragile and cannot be soaked in water.

Because the wood will be damaged by soaking, problems will easily occur when playing ball.

I thought it would take three or four hours before I could go to the training hall, but I didn't expect that someone would knock on Zhu Qi's door less than ten minutes after he had put on the rubber.

Zhu Qi thought it was the Sunshine Sisters. He sat up from the bed and felt much better from the motion sickness. He walked towards the door in his slippers.

"Why so fast? Didn't you eat...?"

Zhu Qi's voice faded as the door gradually opened a crack. Outside stood a tall, lean man wearing a red Chinese national team sportswear with yellow stripes and a basketball bag on his back.

His body was wet, his cheeks were flushed red, and his hair was hanging down like a wet puppy.

For a moment, Zhu Qi felt like he was hallucinating.

She took a nearly eight-hour flight and an hour's drive...

This is New Delhi, right?

How did she see Song Linzhou?