Chapter 619
The two-minute warm-up is over and the game is about to begin.
"Dezhi, please show mercy!" Pan Jiaming joked with a smile, revealing a row of neat white teeth.
"Brother Jiaming, you're joking. You're a veteran in our village." Brother Zhi smiled shyly, clenching the DHS racket in his hand.
This is true. On the wall of Pan Jiaming's house is still a table tennis certificate from the commune sports meeting in the 1970s. Although the corners are curled, they are still wiped clean.
"The game begins!" With the referee's order, Zhige served first.
Brother Zhi took a deep breath and threw the ping-pong ball high into the air. The silvery-white ball drew a beautiful arc under the clear blue sky of winter.
It hit the dark green table with a "bang", making a crisp sound.
Pan Jiaming had already moved sideways and used his racket to block the ball back steadily.
After two back and forths, Pan Jiaming suddenly lowered his body and the racket almost brushed against the table.
Zhige's pupils suddenly shrank. This was the opponent's specialty, "slicing the ball"!
The ball brushed the edge of the net and fell, then bounced half a foot high on the table, making a strange spin.
Zhige rushed over to save the ball, but his shoes slipped on the rough dirt ground of the threshing ground, and the ball bounced out after he caught it.
"Good shot!" The crowd burst into enthusiastic cheers.
"Oh my!" Mrs. Zhi slapped her thigh excitedly, and the child in her arms also giggled.
Today's table tennis matches are still based on a 21-point system, with the serve exchanged every 5 points. After a score is tied at 20, a 2-point lead is required to win.
No one present at the moment knows that in the future, the rules of the game they are familiar with will change greatly, and each game will be scored 11 points.
Now, each game lasts from more than one hour to two hours, which is good for players who are slow to warm up, but it is a big challenge to endurance.
So, today before going on stage, Zhi Ge not only had a good meal early, but also ate milk candy. Now the thermos cup placed at Zhi Sao's feet is also filled with warm water mixed with glucose.
"20 to 18! Pan Jiaming is leading! Game point!"
The competitions in the village are more casual. There is no referee blowing whistles or making gestures like in official competitions. Many times, the referee just shouts out the words, which livens up the atmosphere!
Mrs. Zhi off the court looked even more nervous than Mr. Zhi on the court, and sweat broke out on her forehead.
Brother Zhi wiped the sweat off his face, his eyes became extremely focused, and he launched several consecutive fast attacks, catching Pan Jiaming off guard.
"21 to 20! Pan Jiaming is in the lead! Another game point!"
Pan Jiaming is a true slice player who can always hit beautiful loop balls.
Similar to the previous situation, Zhi Ge barely caught the ball, but it bounced high. Pan Jiaming seized the opportunity and smashed it fiercely.
“Bang!”
The silver ball hit Zhige's forehead squarely, making a crisp sound and the sidelines suddenly fell silent.
"Are you okay?" Pan Jiaming hurriedly walked around the table with an apologetic look on his face.
Brother Zhi covered his forehead and suddenly grinned: "Brother Pan, this unique skill is hidden deep enough!"
The game was finally decided at 26:24, and Pan Jiaming won.
While the players were resting, the audience who were watching the game ran to another group to watch.
There were already a lot of people gathered over there, and it was impossible to squeeze in, so I could only communicate with the "natives" here about the game situation.
"A Biao, how are you guys doing? Is the first round over?"
"It's over already. 10:21. Lihong won hands down. The second round has already started! How's it going over there?"
"We just finished, the game was at 26:24, it was amazing!"
"We've surpassed them by so many points. I guess we're only halfway through here. Please save a spot for me and I'll go over and continue watching."
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During the next game, the audience ran back and forth, looking here and there.
When the score on the first table was tied at 2:2, Su Miao heard that the comparison on the second table was about to end, and he couldn't help but run over to take a look.
Everyone in the village knew that although this competition was under the name of the Papaya Shred Factory, it was actually sponsored by Su Miao, so naturally she would not be left out.
You pat me, I pat you, and we made way. Su Miao stood directly behind the referee.
Su Lihong's high toss serve drew a beautiful arc, and Huang Xiu'e's sliced ball floated to the corner of the table like a fallen leaf. The two of them went back and forth, turning the ping-pong ball into a butterfly in the air.
After the ping-pong ball fell to the ground, a black dog from someone's house sneaked into the threshing ground and ran half a circle after the rolling ping-pong ball, causing the whole audience to laugh.
"The winning goal!" Su Defei, the referee, announced loudly.
The whole audience was silent. Su Lihong took a deep breath and sent a tricky side spin ball.
As the two sides exchanged blows, Huang Xiu'e, hoping to seize the final opportunity, launched a powerful smash...
"Bang!"
When the ball goes out, the racket goes out too.
By now, she was so tired that she had no strength left. Her hand softened when she tried to smash the ball hard, and the racket hit the scoreboard squarely.
The whole audience was silent at first, and then burst into laughter.
"This...how do you calculate this?" Su Lihong's face flushed with laughter, and her ponytail swung with her rapid breathing.
Huang Xiu'e picked up the racket with a smile and said, "Lihong! I'm really out of energy, and the score is enough. You win this game, and I lose with conviction."
More than 20 minutes after the game on the second stage ended, the game on the first stage ended with Su Dezhi's comeback against the odds, and the morning's games were over.
Su Lihong won without a doubt, Su Dezhi won by a narrow margin, and the final in the afternoon was between them.
At this time, every family had prepared lunch, and the smell of meat was everywhere in the village.
Uncle Wu once again shouted with a tin loudspeaker, "Everyone go home for dinner! The finals will begin promptly at 3:00 PM. Su Lihong versus Su Dezhi!"
Su Dezhi was returned home surrounded by his family. His wife massaged his right hand, which was tense from the competition, and said:
"Azhi, go back and eat something and get some rest. You have another match this afternoon! This morning's match took too long. You must be so tired!"
"It's okay, it's okay. Two hours of rest is enough. It's not as tiring as a whole day of digging."
The son came over and hugged his thigh and asked, "Dad, you were competing with Aunt Lihong this afternoon. Should you give way to her? The teacher said that male comrades should take care of female comrades."
Zhisao said unhappily:
"You don't have to give in in every situation, honey. This is a competition, and victory or defeat depends on real ability. If you ever compete with girls in the future, you can't give in all the time."
Zhi Ge waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright. Even if I really wanted to give in, Li Hong wouldn't agree. Women hold up half the sky. If I gave in, she would say I looked down on her."
Xiaobao didn't know what the adults meant, so he turned to Su Miao and asked:
"Aunt, can you play table tennis?"
Su Miao nodded and shook her head: "I know a little, but I'm not very good at fighting."
"So what's your best shot?"
Su Miao went over all the different ball games in his mind and said, "I'm good at riddles!"
"ah?"
Xiaobao was stunned, his mouth opened wider and wider, and crystal saliva slid from the corners of his mouth.
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