102 Moscow World Games-Women's Singles
◎Victory is snatched, snatched from the opponent, snatched from time, snatched from yourself.◎
During the intermission of the second game, the noise from the sidelines continued.
The sound of people turning on and off the keys came from the young female player on the court with "China" written on her back.
She held the barrier beside her with one hand and used the other to peel off the elastic bandage wrapped around her foot.
There was a hissing sound as the bandage separated from the skin.
She had her back to everyone.
The country name and English name on the back of the jersey appeared darker due to being soaked with sweat, and looked like a rich scarlet that had burned to the extreme.
Because of bending over, a small part of his lower back is exposed, and the lychee-like white skin is hidden in the red jersey. As he bends over, the deep lumbar spine line like a ditch is exposed, making the erector spinae muscles next to it look very full.
It is hard to imagine that a young girl of only 21 years old can have such clearly defined back muscle lines.
Every inch of her skin represents the process of her struggle over countless days and nights.
He Qianlu was not far away, looking at this child who had grown into a very strong child, and felt very emotional.
It was right to let her stay in China.
Only here can she inspire the greatest faith in her heart.
The bandage around his ankle had become somewhat deformed due to the high-intensity exercise.
After tearing off the left foot, Zhu Qi tore off the right foot. Then, looking at the outside of his right foot which was still swollen due to the inflammation and fluid accumulation, he put on his shoes without saying a word.
Xu Dong was holding a bottle of ice water and wanted to apply it to Zhu Qi's feet, but Zhu Qi refused.
"It's okay. It doesn't hurt."
The blocking needle still works.
Although my right foot felt a little numb when I exerted force, at least the pain was not severe and was bearable.
Of course she knew that the elastic bandage could protect her bones, but it was too much of a hindrance. She felt restrained every time she moved and couldn't completely let go.
Seeing this, Master Fo became anxious and asked Ren Xinhua, who was standing beside him, "She's taking the bandages off now. What if she gets hurt more? Even if she finishes this fight, what will she do next?"
Ren Xinhua didn't say anything, his face looked very solemn.
At this time, the athletes must still be the priority. If they feel uncomfortable, it will definitely affect their performance.
Xu Dong was also an athlete before, so he naturally knew this. Apart from praying that Zhu Qi could finish the race safely, there was nothing else he could do now...
The two games against Zhu Qi.
Jamie really felt that this Chinese girl was different from the opponents he had met before, including the captain of the Chinese team he met in the China-US exchange competition.
When she played against other players, she could simply use her physical advantage to crush them. Even Jamie himself would sometimes think about giving up and waiting for the next ball when it was particularly difficult to save.
But Zhu Qi is incredibly difficult to play against, and there's virtually no such thing as a crushing advantage for her. Regardless of the ball, Zhu Qi will attempt to return it, and even if the ball doesn't make it to the table, she'll immediately make changes to increase her chances of hitting the next one.
This means that you must also be highly vigilant.
These two battles with Zhu Qi almost exhausted 80% of Jamie's energy.
It's very tiring.
Fortunately, Zhu Qi played relatively conservatively in the first two games.
Basically, Jamie makes the moves and Zhu Qi responds.
The American coach just told Jamie that as long as Jamie can always keep the initiative in his own hands, the game time may be prolonged later, but Jamie will definitely win in the end.
Jamie thought so too.
She didn’t feel like she would lose.
Jamie thought that his last ball in the second inning would definitely shock Zhu Qi.
Because the male physique is inherently unequal to the female body, Jamie is well aware of this. Although the US team has always claimed that "she" has completely transformed into a woman, the muscles of "her" who was once a male athlete have been fixed and will not change due to the change of gender.
Jamie also believes that he can firmly grasp the initiative.
but……
The pause is over.
The game begins.
The bandage is removed.
The seal is lifted.
After Zhu Qi felt that there was nothing restraining him, his whole state was different from the third game onwards.
Zhu Qi suddenly took the initiative, starting with her serve and attacking Jamie's forehand. The quality of the ball became higher and higher, the speed of the ball became faster and faster, and the landing point was very tricky... She no longer put herself on the defensive and began to show the sharp blade in her sheath.
Jamie was furious. He watched the white ball flying towards him and felt provoked.
Every high-spinning ball "she" swung was hit back by the opponent with the same high-spinning ball.
The girl opposite seemed to be telling her: "From now on, tug-of-war will turn into a fight."
Through the first two games, Zhu Qi has become familiar with Jamie's style of play.
It seemed as if he was waiting for an opportunity, but in fact Zhu Qi was observing, observing Jamie's every subtle movement when swinging the racket and his little habits in receiving and serving.
For example, after hitting a long forehand, Jamie likes to step back and wait for his backhand. For example, after hitting a high lob, Jamie will immediately wait for an opportunity to slice with his backhand. For another example, although Jamie has improved his forehand and backhand connection, every time he switches from forehand to backhand, he always uses a backhand side cut or long split. Maybe he is not proficient enough in the techniques of the backhand system...
Zhu Qi strode across the table.
Zhu Qi launched a fierce attack.
Zhu Qi has already gained the dominant advantage!
In the third game, Zhu Qi suddenly felt excited as if a seal had been lifted. No matter how high-quality the ball Jamie hit, Zhu Qi could quickly break and hit back!
Bang! Bang! Boom! Bang!
The sounds of various balls hitting the ball could be heard on the table, each one representing someone scoring or losing a point.
The scoreboard next to Zhu Qi's name kept flipping, from 0 to 4 to 5 to 8...
Jamie followed closely behind, trying every possible way to use his strength advantage to score points, but Zhu Qi was still three points ahead.
[Score in the third game: Zhu Qi 8:5 Shackleides Jamie]
Jamie found that no matter what ball he hit, Zhu Qi could successfully catch it, and he could even change the direction at a large angle.
Very outrageous!
This is simply impossible to happen!
Because every time she hits the ball, she puts enough force to make the ball very heavy. It is almost impossible to keep up with her rotation and then increase the sidespin and change the line. This is like asking a high-speed sports car to change lanes when it is still half a meter away from its destination.
But Zhu Qi can do this.
Very strange!
Jamie couldn't figure it out, and neither could the American coach.
But Zhu Qi could figure it out, and Xu Dong could figure it out too.
Xu Dong was also observing Jamie just now. She found that although Jamie's board quality was very good, his playing lacked a certain system.
That is, "she" will not think about how the opponent will hit the ball back after she hits the ball, and what kind of judgment she should make in advance.
Instead, after the first round is over and you are preparing for the second round, when you see the opponent start to pull the ball, you should judge the opponent's intention.
This technique is called counting the ball in the national team circle.
But Zhu Qi can. He can even calculate the third round trip of the ball in his mind at the moment when the ball flies from Jamie's bat to Zhu Qi's bat.
The changes in the ball that may occur in these three rounds, the various emergencies that may arise, and the solution to each ball problem can be deduced in the mind.
That's why Jamie felt that even though he didn't make any mistakes, he just couldn't score against Zhu Qi.
The Chinese people in the stands nodded frequently, feeling that Zhu Qi had begun to take control of the situation, and the tension in the first two games was slightly relieved.
"This big idiot..." Qin Xiaoba could even crack a few jokes. "Why did he suddenly become so slow?"
After removing the bandage, Zhu Qi triggered his passive skill of being as light as a swallow, while Jamie's pace still maintained the European-style long stride. When "she" took one step, Zhu Qi had already taken two steps.
This is when the advantages of Tongzi Kung Fu come into play.
As soon as the angle of the ball flying on the table began to increase, Jamie could not keep up with the speed of the ball, so Jamie seemed very clumsy and was pushed around by Zhu Qi.
Chang Hongxia sat among the coaches in the first row, and her voice drifted to the back: "Baobao spent two games getting used to Jamie's game, and Jamie is used to being in a dominant position in the game. Now, when he's counterattacked, he suddenly can't play."
A Shui has played in many competitions in the past two years and met many Europeans, and she has deep feelings about this.
Many Europeans may not understand why they should resist because of their racial character.
When Zhu Qi was a club coach in his previous life, he would occasionally chat with some foreigners.
They feel that China's resistance when facing the war of aggression was meaningless and they don't understand it at all.
According to their deep-rooted thinking, this perception is not due to prejudice against the Chinese, but because that is what they think.
If they were invaded, most Westerners would assume they would adopt a policy of non-resistance. Resistance, they believe, would mean sacrifice, while non-resistance might result in fewer casualties. Colonized, so be it. Perhaps life would be better after colonization. If their territory was occupied, they could find another place to live: the Arctic, the equator.
When the game is going their way, they are all more aggressive than the other. But if they start playing poorly and the other side takes the initiative, they will stop fighting immediately.
Take Jamie for example now.
[Score in the third game: Zhu Qi 10:7 Shackleides Jamie]
It was Zhu Qi's match point.
Jamie wanted to replicate the last ball of the second innings, diving and sprinting before quickly standing up to receive the third ball.
But Zhu Qi's mind worked too fast.
The moment Jamie fell to the ground, she guessed what Jamie was thinking!
Jamie leaned forward and rushed forward, Zhu Qi raised his hand and hit back, Jamie quickly got up and caught up with the ball and hit a high ball, Zhu Qi raised his arm and smashed it!
Jamie watched the ball fly back and forth, his brain suddenly short-circuited at that moment.
Zhu Qi was standing next to the table defending, so it was easy for him to make the fourth smash.
Jamie wanted to save the ball, but he couldn't keep up with Zhu Qi's speed and the ball went into the net.
[Score in the third game: Zhu Qi 11:7 Shackleides Jamie]
[Big score, Zhu Qi 2:1 Shackleides Jamie]
The whole audience was boiling.
Xu Dong looked at the big number "2" and was very excited. He shouted loudly to cheer for Zhu Qi.
Zhu Qi blocked almost all of Jamie's attacks.
When Jamie returned to the American coach for off-field instruction, his face looked very grim.
Although the American coach kept encouraging himself and told Jamie that he would be fine if he kept in good shape, and that a longer match would be good for Jamie, because Zhu Qi was a girl and would definitely not be able to keep up with Jamie's physical strength.
Although I don't want to admit it.
But Jamie knew it very well.
Up to now in the women's singles competition, I thought I could have a green light all the way to the finals and the podium.
At this moment, I have indeed encountered an opponent I have never encountered before.
Zhu Qi probably wouldn't give himself the opportunity to prolong the game.
In Zhu Qi's eyes, Jamie was like a robot with all the parameters marked. Zhu Qi could see through all of Jamie's actions and all of his thoughts instantly.
Almost every time this Chinese man hits the bat, there seems to be no difference in his posture of pulling the ball or the shape of the bat he uses to catch the ball.
But when Jamie received the ball, he could always feel very subtle changes when the ball came towards him.
This change is either the angle of rotation or the trajectory of the ball.
Some of them float upwards, while others sink downwards.
Some balls appear to be sideways up, but are actually sideways down.
Very difficult to answer.
Some people can make their serve very discreet, but this is the first time Jamie has seen someone make their reception just as discreet.
This Chinese man... is very weird.
Ah Shui was also a little confused: "Did Bao Bao get nerfed? Why is his rotation path so weird? It's like he can turn corners."
Qin Xiaoba shook his head: "I can't really tell, it's too far away."
None of them knew, but one person knew.
When Song Linzhou and Zhu Qi played mixed doubles this time, they met a person, the male player of the North Korean team, Song Shuibo, who used the "violin" racket.
"When we play mixed doubles against North Korea, we often feel that the balls hit by the North Korean male player are very strange. This is because he uses a 'violin' racket to secretly add spin to the ball every time he receives it. Now Zhu Qi is also using this technique to deceive Jamie. Jamie has obviously never encountered such a strange style of play. He was fooled and treated it as a normal ball." Song Linzhou said.
While the Chinese team was discussing this, the North Korean team next to them was also watching the game and were still enjoying the discussion.
"Zhu Qi's progress is really fast. Because he doesn't have a 'violin' racket, when he slices the ball, the friction may not be enough, so he uses impact instead. It's really an incredible learning ability." The North Korean coach praised.
Zhu Qi never deliberately imitates anyone, but instead adapts other people's techniques to the most suitable way for his own use.
The North Korean coach crossed his arms, worried about Xi Lingen who would play in the final tomorrow.
Jamie's balls were so hard.
If Jamie successfully advances, Xi Ling'en will probably suffer a great loss when facing Jamie tomorrow.
The North Korean team also has its own little ideas.
Of course, they also hoped that Zhu Qi would successfully advance. After all, Xi Ling'en and Zhu Qi had faced each other several times, and Xi Ling'en had defeated Zhu Qi twice, so they had at least some confidence.
but……
"They are so dirty and have no sportsmanship." Xi Ling'en murmured.
She hopes Zhu Qi can win.
Unlike the North Korean coach's inner thoughts, although Xi Ling'en also cares about winning honor for North Korea, he still wants to have a very "fateful" decisive battle with Zhu Qi.
Ever since he watched Zhu Qi's debut match at the Aogong World Championship Cup at the age of 15, Xi Ling'en knew that this girl would become his only opponent in his career.
She didn't think she would lose to Jamie, but Xi Lingen thought it was a very funny thing to let her compete with a deformed person with "defects" in his body.
This is ridiculous, especially in such an important competition for athletes like the World Games.
This is a blasphemy and insult to the spirit of sports competition.
If this happened in North Korea, the perpetrator would be convicted of undermining women's human rights and paraded through the streets.
It's like letting a normal person and a mentally ill person fight each other, and the other party has no rules at all.
The North Korean coach nodded slightly in agreement: "Everywhere that has been trodden by the Americans' dirty feet is like this. Only our North Korea is a pure land that has not been stained."
In North Korea, where the border is tightly blocked.
Every North Korean is allowed almost no contact with the outside world.
Even after the millennium, when the world's internet became widely available, North Koreans were only allowed to use their own internally issued phones, and only connected to their own network. Access to these apps was extremely limited, essentially chat apps like WeChat and Messages, with only the ability to make calls and send messages.
Not to mention "climbing the wall" and "hanging a ladder".
Despite their lack of information, North Koreans face few major life pressures. Although famine struck in the early years, a wave of "defectors" fled. However, with stabilization and the covert assistance of China and Russia, life for North Koreans has gradually improved. Housing, healthcare, and education, three major challenges that would almost crush Chinese people, are now free state benefits in North Korea.
I wonder if more than 20 years from now, in the middle of the night amidst the lights and wine, there will be some people who envy the life in North Korea.
It is called a pure land, and it is indeed so.
Xi Ling'en's eyes were slightly tinged with light and shadow. He watched Zhu Qi walking back and forth in front of his head coach, receiving instructions and drinking water to replenish his energy. He thought to himself: In fact, there are still clean people in the outside world.
She asked her coach, "If Jamie were a normal woman, she would never have fought Zhu Qi to this point. Even if she won, the victory would have been snatched from someone else, not hers."
The North Korean coach was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Victory is snatched. Snatch it from your opponent, snatch it from time, snatch it from yourself. No one will hand the gold medal to you. It's just that the American team's tactics are dirty. So no matter who you face tomorrow, you have to snatch the gold medal from them."
Racing against time means obtaining as many honors as possible during one's limited golden period of career.
Xi Ling'en knew that the coach was hinting to him that if he met Zhu Qi tomorrow, he should give it his all.
But Xi Ling'en didn't quite understand what the coach meant by "compete with me"...
The fourth game begins.
Jamie's European loop ball also showed off.
Because the angle was different from the Japanese loop ball, Zhu Qi initially thought it was a topspin ball when he received it.
Later I discovered that the European loop ball tilts slightly to the left when it bounces.
It is probably because when Jamie was hitting the loop, there was a forward angle in it.
Everyone knows that there are two most important points in offensive pulling the ball.
One is to use the friction between the rubber and the ball to create rotation, and the other is to use the angle of the bat hitting the ball to make the ball fly back during the pushing process.
Both are indispensable.
Under normal circumstances, pulling the ball involves friction first and then collision.
The greater the friction, the more spin is created on the ball, which then impacts and launches it.
Top players like Zhu Qi are fully capable of performing friction and collision at the same time, so the sound when she hits the ball is usually a short and crisp "pop".
But the sound of Jamie's ball is different from Zhu Qi's.
When "she" hits the ball, the sound is very deep, a very ear-shattering "bang".
In the first three games, Zhu Qi couldn't figure out what kind of hitting angle could produce such a sound.
At first, Zhu Qi thought that Jamie's physique was too strong, so the sound of his hitting the ball was different.
It wasn't until the start of the fourth game, when Jamie desperately used European loop balls to attack him, that Zhu Qi realized that Jamie first hit him and then rubbed him.
This is why the arc of Jamie's loop ball is half that of a normal loop ball. This is because the ball flew out directly after Jamie hit it first, and the friction applied to the ball was insufficient.
After Zhu Qi figured this out, he suddenly became angry.
Although there is no absolute right or wrong in table tennis techniques, there is only a difference between strong and weak.
However, first hitting and then rubbing is a recognized irregular way of pulling the ball.
When the national team started practicing loop balls, the coaches also discussed this point. Later they found that loop balls should be rubbed first and then impacted in order to achieve the highest quality and the highest rate of hitting the table.
Whether it was Zhu Qi, Maomao, or the group of players on the men's team practicing looping shots, or even Japan's Zaihara Kaori, everyone used friction first and collision second when pulling back to attack the ball.
After the first three games, Zhu Qi realized that the American team's coaches were just average. If they were in China, they probably wouldn't even hire the provincial team coaches.
Because regardless of strengths or weaknesses, the American coach didn't provide Jamie with any particularly useful techniques or tactics. The reasons for the previous points lost were not analyzed, and the same problems would continue to cause points losses.
Jamie, who was trained by an American coach, was able to use this irregular method of pulling the ball, and no one in the entire American team reminded him.
Never mind the women's event.
Even in the men's event next door, Jamie's ancestors were very lucky to have survived two rounds.
But the fact that Jamie has now reached the women's singles semi-finals can only mean one thing: the female players Jamie defeated before may have had a similar understanding of the game to Jamie, but were simply outmatched by Jamie's superior physique.
Thinking of this, Zhu Qi became even more annoyed.
When she got angry, she ran even faster.
The situation of the competition has now changed from the initial strength competition to a speed competition.
The white ball flew faster and faster, like a star running over a river.
The little heads in the stands swayed left and right with the white ball.
As the speed increased, Jamie's disadvantages became apparent.
"She" is too focused on the quality of the board and has no way to gain the advantage of multi-shot stalemate.
In short, Jamie wants to kill with one blow, but Zhu Qi wants to fight a round-the-clock battle.
With every step, every swing.
Sweat flowed down Zhu Qi's hair to his chin, condensing into bean-sized beads and falling down.
Click.
The sweat fell to the ground, was then crushed by the soles of shoes, and finally left a thin layer of sweat stains on the floor.
Time seems to have gone back to the military training month for all members of the national table tennis team last summer.
Former national table tennis players gathered in the military control center. They surrounded Zhu Qi and shared with him the valuable experiences they had gained in countless competitions.
At this moment, everything he had heard in the past turned into every bone in Zhu Qi's body.
This powerful athlete from America couldn't even exert any strength in the face of absolute speed.
Everyone saw Jamie being tossed around by Zhu Qi on the edge of the table like a dog.
The dog walking plan has taken shape.
This is also the multi-angle changing line tactic that Zhu Qi is best at.
Jamie couldn't understand.
The average American coaches behind "her" couldn't figure it out either.
They just thought that this Chinese girl was too flexible, not only in her steps and figure, but also in her mind.
[3:1], [4:2], [6:3]...
The score gap was widened again.
[Score in the fourth game: Zhu Qi 7:4 Shackleides Jamie]
The situation is very good.
Although Buddha doesn't believe in any Buddha or gods, he still wants to kowtow to God.
Maomao lost in the semi-finals, and the only one in the entire women's team who could compete for the championship was Zhu Qi.
No matter what... no matter what... we have to capture Jamie!
However, those who can understand the situation on the field will not open champagne in advance.
Ren Xinhua did not show the same joy as everyone else. On the contrary, her brows were furrowed and wrinkled into the shape of a "chuan" character.
Looking around, among all the Chinese people, only He Qianlu and Ren Xinhua thought of the same place.
That is, starting from the 12th ball, Zhu Qi's pace slowed down.
Her right foot lags behind briefly as it steps forward, clearly unable to keep up with the speed of her left. This kind of footwork connection is crucial in the small step system, and is almost the core of the entire small step system, requiring the left and right feet to coordinate and move the body.
If one foot slows down, the other foot will follow suit, and the entire stride will be disrupted.
"Bang--"
Jamie hit a ball into the table at a slight angle, but Zhu Qi was a step too slow and missed it.
[Score in the fourth game: Zhu Qi 7:5 Shackleides Jamie]
Jamie followed up with a quick, long shot. When Zhu Qi slid forward, he didn't have enough room to maneuver his arms, and the ball went into the net...
[Small score in the fourth game, Zhu Qi 7:6 Shackleides Jamie]
broken!
Why is Jamie starting to chase points!?
"Come on, Baobao!" A Shui was anxious.
Zhu Qi did not listen to the cheers and encouragements from outside the venue. Instead, he lowered his head and looked at his feet, pacing back and forth at the table, trying to relax his mind a little.
I don’t know if the blocking injection is not effective enough.
The tingling sensation in my right foot gradually became clearer.
Logically, this problem should not occur. After all, it takes at least three days for the blocking injection to be metabolized from the body.
Zhu Qi still felt discomfort in his right foot, which only meant that his injury had worsened.
The blocking injection made her feel no pain, so she used her right foot more recklessly, thus... adding insult to injury.
It’s okay, it’s okay.
She was already leading by a large margin, and as long as she could win this round, the game would be over soon.
Although the American coach's coaching skills were average, he was very perceptive when it came to subtle thoughts. He also noticed that Zhu Qi's running speed had slowed down, and on a whim, he called a timeout for Jamie.
Damn it.
Zhu Qi swallowed his breath, put the racket on the table and walked to Xu Dong.
Did this American do it on purpose?
Extend the match? Want to prolong his foot injury? Give Jamie a chance to fight back?
Xu Dong looked down at Zhu Qi's feet and felt heartbroken.
Zhu Qi removed the elastic bandage, and now the exposed part of his right foot was swollen like a steamed bun.
"Is there any reaction?" Xu Dong asked her feet.
Zhu Qi shook his head, but then nodded and said, "It's okay, I can hold on."
Jamie was already starting to lose control of her, so Zhu Qi just had to hold on...
Xu Dong felt that Zhu Qi had a very miserable life.
It took a lot of effort to join the national team, and I finally got a spot in the singles competition of the World Games, but as soon as I arrived, I ran into this monster.
At the same time, Xu Dong felt that it was not a good thing for the American coach to call a timeout at this time.
She had a hunch that the American coach might want to make a fuss about Zhu Qi's foot injury.
"You must be careful. It's okay if you encounter a particularly difficult ball. Focus on your body. You still have the finals to play!" Xu Dong repeatedly urged, adding one more sentence with only three seconds left in the timeout. "Be very careful with your feet. Don't fall."
Xu Dong's incessant chattering made him look a little flustered on the screen.
Ah Shui was going crazy. She wanted to know what Xu Dong had said to Zhu Qi and why Zhu Qi kept his head down. She muttered softly, "Why do I feel like Coach Xu's eyes are red?"
"She was afraid that something might happen to my sister." Qin Xiaoba's voice was also heavy.
Although Qin Xiaoba was sitting far away, he knew his sister too well.
Zhu Qi wanted to win so badly.
He used to think that his sister had an almost obsessive desire to win in competitions.
Many competitions are actually not that important for an athlete, and it is enough to play well in small competitions.
But Zhu Qi treats every competition as a world-class competition, even a baseball game organized by some amateurs.
Because of their obsession with the competition, the brother and sister even had a cold war.
Qin Xiaoba knew that he had never seen the abyss and could not empathize with his sister who had finally climbed out of the abyss and how much she yearned for heights.
Zhu Qi is a person who doesn't even have the right to cry after losing the game.
Watching Zhu Qi on the court, he caught up with the little white ball step by step with his right foot that was trembling slightly even when he was standing.
Use all your strength to snatch every point from the opponent.
Qin Xiaoba suddenly felt like crying.
Zhu Qi had repeatedly warned Qin Xiaoba to never give up until the ball hit the ground, and he would get angry with him for not taking his training seriously.
Qin Xiaoba admitted that he couldn't match his sister in either talent or self-discipline. Sometimes, when his sister was too controlling, Qin Xiaoba would rebel and think Zhu Qi was too harsh on him.
But his sister was strict with him and extremely picky about herself.
What she often said to Qin Xiaoba was that she would never give up until the ball landed.
His sister wouldn't say one thing and do another...so...
When seeing Zhu Qi struggling to catch the long ball again, Qin Xiaoba couldn't control his emotions and shouted hysterically: "No——"
Zhu Qi can't catch up with this ball!
It’s too crooked!
But—Zhu Qi slammed his right foot into the ground! Using the momentum of the shove, his body lunged forward. At the same time, a sharp, sharp pain, like an electric shock, spread from his right calf to his knee, right thigh, waist, and entire body…
The white ball hit her racket, flew upwards, landed on the opposite corner of the table and bounced off -
Jamie looked at the ball in astonishment, knowing that he had lost another point.
At this moment, many words suddenly flashed through Jamie's mind.
Damn it!
Damn it!!
Why is it always like this!!
Why did this little brat have to pick on her? A short, skinny, sparrow-like creature like her should have been obediently serving someone at the top of the food chain like her!
Why was everyone cheering her on? Why was the entire crowd shouting her name? Why was she running around in circles?
Zhu Qi looked at "her" with contempt, as if he didn't take "her" seriously at all... At this moment, it was suddenly magnified infinitely in Jamie's mind, deeply hurting "her" self-esteem.
What the American coach said to me during the timeout just now came to my mind again.
——"Don't forget how much you have paid to be here. No matter who stands in your way, just make sure that he will never be able to stand in front of you again."
This damn thing... die, die, die, die!!!
Zhu Qi's feet were in the air, his body lost balance, and he fell to the ground like a fallen leaf in autumn.
The inertia from her running start caused her right arm to touch the ground first, and then her body uncontrollably slid towards the towel rack next to her.
Bang——
Zhu Qi bumped into it and gasped. It hurt so much!
The referee was also startled and was about to reach out to help her, when suddenly!!
Jamie slid and caught up with the edge ball that Zhu Qi had just hit, and swung his arm towards the white ball!
But the ball did not land on the table, but on the towel basket hanging above Zhu Qi's head!
Bang!
A loud bang!
At the same time, Zhu Qi heard the cat's cry!
"Get out of the way!!!!"
The white ball hits the iron towel basket! The towels inside fall with the iron basket——
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