7 Macau Palace World Cup ③

◎【修】The honors that I once took pride in are always followed by a vicious curse.◎

After the game.

Qiao Sheng Meihui shook hands with Zhu Qi in a daze. The girl opposite was obviously half a head shorter than her, but her aura seemed to be three body lengths higher than hers, making this female warrior who had killed all the enemies in Japan bow her head.

Mihui Hashimori subconsciously observed the girl in front of her whom she had never seen before.

Young and childish, like a newly blooming daisy, it exudes a youthful temperament, but possesses amazing explosive power and mobilization.

She... who is she?

The next day, a sports weekly in China published an exciting news.

[Big upset! Japan's top player, Mie Hashi, lost 1-4 to a young player from the Jianghuai Provincial Team.]

If it happened now, this would be called a hot search.

But after the accompanying picture was published in the newspaper, Zhu Qi didn't even dare to take a closer look.

Because the picture was taken when she was roaring, her mouth was very big, her facial features were a little deformed, and her tonsils were almost visible.

She really cares about the outsourcing image!

No one knows why Zhu Qi appeared on the stage of the world's main competition.

A fifteen-year-old girl came with unstoppable momentum.

He turned Area C, which was full of experts, into his own half.

Many people are curious about where this girl will go.

Semi-finals, or...finals?

Even He Qianlu didn't expect that Zhu Qi could make it into the semi-finals.

The most important purpose of letting Zhu Qi participate in the World Cup this time is to let some people see her abilities.

Even a golden phoenix.

If it is locked in a cage for a long time and not given a chance, how can it soar into the sky and be seen by the whole world?

We will fight as far as we can, the main purpose is to give Zhu Qi a chance to show his abilities.

He Qianlu was so happy that he went crazy. He knew that Zhu Qi was well prepared and came with great enthusiasm.

But I really didn't expect that she would play so smoothly. From the lower half of the C field to the C area, and then to the C area B area, it was as if she was possessed by the god of war and whoever she wanted to see would win.

Pre-match nervousness, muscle stiffness, insomnia... those stress reactions that he had experienced before, Zhu Qi did not have at all!

Did he make it to the finals so easily?

This is truly a competition-type player!

The bigger the game, the better you can play!

Zhu Qi's performance exceeded everyone's expectations, including his.

In the semi-finals, Zhu Qi faced the African-American female player Oliver, the winner from Zone D.

After nearly an hour of competition, they won with Zhu Qi [4:3] Oliver. Tomorrow they will compete with Li Keshan from zones A and B for the championship.

It's the final!

Oliver shed tears as he left the stage.

This was the closest she had ever been to winning the world table tennis championship as a black person from the distant continent of South Africa!

When she was interviewed by global media reporters, she covered her face and cried and choked up: "I know nothing about the other person. I only know that he is only 15 years old and from China. This makes me very ashamed because I lost the opportunity to win the Golden Throne..."

When she said this, Zhu Qi was standing not far away packing his things.

She didn't know whether Oliver felt ashamed of losing to a fifteen-year-old kid or losing to a Chinese person.

In fact, Zhu Qi and He Qianlu also had a glimmer of hope when they came this time.

That is, you can create an information gap.

It's just that they don't understand Zhu Qi's playing style.

But if Zhu Qi's wins in the first round, second round and quarterfinals can be attributed to luck, then his victory in the semifinals was more about strength than luck.

If it were any other competition, although Oliver lost in the semi-finals, he could still compete for the bronze medal, but he would have to exit the World Cup regretfully.

"Oliver is the champion of this year's European Championship!" He Qianlu looked at Zhu Qi as if he were looking at a golden throne that had already taken shape. "You are going to be famous!"

Zhu Qi said he would give him a bright future.

When he heard this, He Qianlu admitted that he was moved.

The grown man held back his tears for a long time.

Since the accident, all the fans who once supported him and regarded him as the flag bearer of Chinese table tennis have abandoned him.

He didn't blame anyone but himself for not handling the matter properly at the time.

I also blamed my youthful recklessness, which had left the impression on the nation that I was undisciplined, willful, and disregarded rules. It also caused my mentor, Ren Xinhua, a lot of worry, delayed the national team's training for me, and prevented me from competing with my teammates to the end.

On the day He Qianlu left, he originally wanted to leave quietly with his luggage, but Ren Xinhua was already waiting for him at the station.

Ren Xinhua said nothing, just looked at He Qianlu who was crying out of breath, and reached out to touch his head.

Later, the master and disciple walked around Tiantan East Road again and again, but no one took the initiative to go to the station.

Ren Xinhua told him many stories about the founding of the table tennis team.

In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the country was in a state of disrepair.

Participating in major competitions is also a way to make the name of New China known.

At the beginning, the General Administration of Sports wanted to train the football team more and did not take the table tennis team seriously.

The national table tennis team has no equipment, no funds, no athletes, and no good coaching team.

Some people say that table tennis is a game for Europeans and has nothing to do with the Chinese.

Ren Xinhua was not convinced and volunteered to be the leader of this movement.

She has trained many powerful warriors. The one with the best performance is He Qianlu, the one who makes her most worried is also He Qianlu, and the one with the most tragic ending is also He Qianlu.

"Don't give up on table tennis," she said to He Qianlu before the train arrived. "Life is like playing table tennis. Never give up until the ball hits the ground. Da He, you have to look to the future."

He Qianlu stood under the station light, as thin as a burnt-out stick. He said, "I have no future."

He is a disgrace to the Chinese table tennis team.

Taboos that cannot be mentioned.

The honors that were once taken pride in are followed by a vicious curse.

Sadness and nausea lingered in him.

He had no recollection of how he had gotten through that period. He just felt like he was dreaming, with countless pairs of white eyes staring at him without blinking.

Those eyes could speak, with voices he recognized and unfamiliar, capable of tearing his soul apart.

It was not until Ren Xinhua recommended him to the Jianghuai Provincial Team that he met this little girl.

She actually said to herself.

"Brother Lu, I want to earn you a bright future."

At that moment.

The contract of fate takes effect.

After packing up his golf bag and preparing to leave, Zhu Qi pointed at the golden throne not far away with a firm gaze.

"I'm going to sit on it."

He said, "Okay."

A group of players in linen grey uniforms suddenly walked over to the passage where they were leaving.

There were six of them in a group. The man in front had a crew cut and walked straight towards them when he saw He Qianlu.

Zhu Qi was very familiar with this posture, a classic pre-match threat.

Zhu Qi also knew the man in front of him, the current main player of the Korean men's table tennis team, Han Taiyang.

A well-known table tennis player today.

The Korean man had a towel hanging behind his neck. He was tall, thin and strong, and his muscles were wrapped in sportswear, giving him a bulging visual impact.

Zhu Qi thought to himself, are Koreans going to curl up from now on?

The man stopped half a step in front of He Qianlu and greeted him in slightly broken Chinese: "I didn't expect to meet you here, my destined enemy."

Zhu Qi felt sick.

Filming a Korean drama here? And fate...

Too gay.

Her radar went off.

He Qianlu's face didn't look very good. When enemies meet, they always think of some unpleasant past events.

The man in front of him had come to China for three years of training. During those three years, he learned Chinese and followed He Qianlu around every day, calling him "Brother, Brother."

He Qianlu was soft-hearted and thought that since the child had left his hometown to come to China, he should show hospitality to the child and took care of him as if he were his younger brother for three years.

Later, after returning to South Korea, this person began to openly and covertly ridicule his three years of life in China, thinking that the people here were very boring, had old-fashioned ideas, and were very backward everywhere.

He Qianlu, in particular, became the talk of the town after Han Taiyang returned to China.

Han Taiyang said in front of the Korean media: "To be honest, I don't think He Qianlu is a strong opponent for South Korea. I have completely mastered his skills. I will defeat him and win the gold medal for South Korea!"

Not long after the new era's "The Farmer and the Snake" was staged, He Qianlu retired for suspected prostitution.

When we meet again now, one is the captain of the popular Korean men's team; the other is a young coach of the provincial team who has disappeared after retiring for five years.

He Qianlu said with a cold face: "Han Taiyang, your Chinese has regressed so much that I can hardly understand you."

The other party said with a playful smile: "After all, so much time has passed. It really makes me miss you. I haven't heard from you for five years. I really miss you."

"I miss the old days too. I remember when you were 20 and first came to China, you were quite polite and servile. I still like you better back then."

Han Taiyang's smile faltered, and the sarcasm in his eyes deepened. "I heard you left the national team because of a sexual offense. That's a serious offense, right? I did speak up for you. You're an athlete, after all. In such a rigid atmosphere like yours, any man wouldn't be able to hold back. As a man, it's understandable. It's not a murder."

【Author’s words】

The competition system and events have been significantly changed. I explained this in the first chapter, but I'll mention it again. The heroine's subsequent storyline involves politics, and the editors wanted to avoid being too realistic. If this setting had to be written, it would have been best to create a completely fictional setting. Therefore, the events of the three major competitions have been adjusted to some extent.