134 Partner Mixed Doubles
◎World Cup, I want to play mixed doubles with you... OK, OK?◎
Qin Xiaoba, who lost the training match, was like an eggplant hit by frost.
In the past, he was the one with the loudest voice and was the most talkative in the training hall.
For the next three days, he ignored everyone and just kept playing ball, as if he wanted to vent all his frustration and anger on the ball.
Whenever Qin Xiaoba lost a game that he thought he shouldn't have lost, he would just practice silently and scold himself from time to time.
There is a sentence hanging in my head: Autistic.
This is actually similar to Zhu Qi. When Zhu Qi was young, he would be like this when he lost a game, but later... Zhu Qi didn't lose much.
Seeing Qin Xiaoba like this, Ah Shui said with some pity: "Old Qin is so pitiful."
I usually think Qin Xiaoba's voice is too loud, he just keeps yelling all day long.
But sometimes when this sound is gone, I feel like something is missing.
Maomao was sitting on the ground stretching. When he heard Ah Shui's words, he laughed: "Didn't you say a few days ago that he was narrow-minded? Now that he lost to Mori Yunan, you feel sorry for him again?"
"If Bao Bao hadn't gone over to help Sen Yunan, Lao Qin wouldn't have lost, right?"
"Well, not necessarily. Maybe Mori Yunan can win on his own. Xiao Ba has been a little bit arrogant lately and hasn't been training well, so it's normal for him to lose."
A Shui glanced at Zhu Qi who was immersed in training next to him.
Zhu Qi remained oblivious to what was happening outside, concentrating on playing the piano with Xiao Lingling.
Although Xiao Lingdang's best result in the Asian competition was only the quarterfinals, she is still young and has room to grow.
Zhu Qi has been practicing ball with Xiao Lingdang. Fortunately, Xiao Lingdang can now more or less catch Zhu Qi's ball.
Zhu Qi is now a benchmark in the team, and coaches from other groups also like to have their players serve as sparring partners for him. It's as if they regard Zhu Qi as a unit of measurement. If they can exchange a few moves with Zhu Qi, it means they can be pulled into the official competition to practice.
"Baobao is really..." Ah Shui thought for a moment and used a more neutral adjective. "As ruthless and merciless as ever."
/
"How could she do this to me!" Qin Xiaoba eventually found out. He kicked open the dorm door, sat on Daxiong's bed, and grumbled, arms folded. "She was the one who went and suggested to Coach Gao that I be banned from the competition. Now she's deliberately giving me advice to cause me to lose to that little bastard. She's just trying to embarrass me!"
The first thing Song Linzhou did when he entered the room was to close the wide-open window, fearing that someone in the women's team's room across the street might hear. Then he sat down next to Qin Xiaoba and said jokingly, "She saw that you haven't been in good form lately, so she's making it 'more difficult' for you."
"Last time it was because I didn't play well, but I've been playing very seriously lately!" Qin Xiaoba became more and more angry as he spoke. He looked at Da Xiong who was sitting opposite him and putting rubber on his racket. "You are the captain of the men's team, you have to stand up and speak!"
The honest man Daxiong Sang turned around and said, "Ah? Me? What did I say?"
"They said she was disloyal!" Qin Xiaoba sat on the edge of the bed angrily.
Big Bear turned around and continued applying glue: "I dare not, her rank is higher than mine."
“…” Qin Xiaoba.
Song Linzhou patted his forearm and sat beside him: "Your arm strength is still poor. You can't use your strength when someone is staring at you from a distance."
"Come on, look at what this is!" Qin Xiaoba sat up and did a Popeye's power-up move, making his biceps bulge out. After saying that, Qin Xiaoba unhappily stretched out his fist and hit Song Linzhou's chest. "You are not a good brother, you don't even help me speak up!"
"If you can't show your cleverness during the competition, it's useless no matter how much you practice." Song Linzhou could actually guess what Zhu Qi was thinking, but he also understood why Qin Xiaoba was so disgusted with Sen Yunan.
Although Zhuhai and Hong Kong have returned, they will still be rivals of the Chinese team on the world stage in the future.
The women's team isn't under pressure because Huang Jiajia, a pure chopper, has limited room for development. Although she's starting to work on her loops, it's still early days. Lulu, coming from a relatively poor country, hasn't built a solid foundation, and her future is uncertain.
At present, these two people are far from being comparable to the three main players of the women's team.
Even if Mori Yunan might be recruited by the national team because of his good performance, it would only turn an external opponent into an internal competitor.
Not everyone can do what Zhu Qi does, not afraid of being studied by opponents and always being able to come up with "new weapons" in every competition.
In the competitive arena, everyone has their own little thoughts.
If you come up, I will go down.
No one is the main player of the national team.
The women's team thinks the men's team is petty, and the men's team thinks the women's team is making fun of them for not putting themselves in danger.
Qin Xiaoba lay half-dead on the bed, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, "I didn't lose to him, I lost to my sister."
At first, Song Linzhou thought that Qin Xiaoba was just complaining, but now Zhu Qi took action to deal with Qin Xiaoba. Qin Xiaoba himself felt that Zhu Qi was too cruel to him, but Song Linzhou did not think so.
The men's team doesn't have as many successors as the women's team, and the bottom tier is just muddling through.
"I'm not saying anything, but Old Song and I will definitely retire before you do. By then, you'll be the only one left on the men's team," Big Bear suddenly interjected. "You should understand the situation now. You're not a 16 or 17-year-old kid anymore."
Qin Xiaoba suddenly stopped talking. He felt his shoulders become heavier, as if he had inexplicably felt an invisible pressure.
Of course he knew this. Daxiong and Song Linzhou were three years older than Qin Xiaoba. They were both 26 years old this year. Riyadh might be their last World Games.
Qin Xiaoba is only 22 years old. If he develops well in the future, he can play for at least two more terms.
Song Linzhou felt that what Daxiong said made a lot of sense. He reached out and patted Qin Xiaoba on the back again, saying, "Don't be so depressed. We still have a fight to go on."
After saying that, Song Linzhou stood up and walked to sit next to Daxiong. He opened his racket box, took out his racket and prepared to change the rubber.
By the way, Song Linzhou also dragged Qin Xiaoba down: "Yes, Fang Miao is better than you in this respect. She was quicker to recognize this and has already prepared to be the successor."
The original rubber has become less elastic due to being played for a long time.
Song Linzhou's training volume has always been one of the highest in the team, and the rubber needs to be changed basically every three days.
He tore off the old rubber and peeled the dried glue off the bat and the back of the rubber, then rubbed off the residue with toilet paper.
Two people and two brushes were brushing expansion oil and glue back and forth on the red and black rubber sheets.
Like a warrior rubbing his rusty sword.
"Don't always think your sister is picking on you. She's not trying to help anyone else, she's using him to train you. It's okay that you lost to him on the team now; it's better than losing in a real competition. And... he's really hardworking and motivated. No matter which coach discusses tactics with his players, he'll listen in, and he doesn't just listen; he takes notes himself. Your sister probably appreciates people like that, right?"
As Song Linzhou was speaking, the scissors in his hand suddenly tilted a little when he was cutting off the excess rubber.
Many players like to leave about five millimeters more on the outer edge of the racket when applying the rubber.
Because the rubber tends to shrink as it is used for a long time.
This leads to many players who cut the rubber close to the edge of the racket finding that the rubber becomes smaller than the racket after using it for a while, and when they play, the rubber loses its toughness and the ball cannot fly.
This piece of rubber that has been cut crookedly is unusable.
Song Linzhou had no choice but to tear off the rubber he had just stuck on and replace it with a new one.
Qin Xiaoba stopped talking.
What Mori Yunan is doing in Chaojing now, Qin Xiaoba has done before.
It was the three months I was on a “business trip” in France.
If you go up to other coaches to listen, you will be looked down upon.
Qin Xiaoba is now in the national team and has his own head coach.
Gao Xiaofeng always treated Qin Xiaoba as his most senior disciple. Although he was not as attentive and caring as Xu Dong was to Zhu Qi, even down to his daily needs, he was definitely diligent and responsible. Occasionally, Gao Xiaofeng's wife would visit the national team and bring some homemade lunches, and Gao Xiaofeng would call Qin Xiaoba to his office to eat together.
Qin Xiaoba now has the best coaching resource team and does not need to do such a compromising thing.
But Daxiong's words reminded Qin Xiaoba of his time in France...
/
The day after losing to Mori Yunan.
Qin Xiaoba suddenly became energized and began to follow Sen Yunan's training model, training harder every day.
In the past, when he ran in the morning, he would only run in the inner circle of the playground, sometimes even taking a shortcut around the soccer net in the middle. But now, Qin Xiaoba ran around the largest outer circle, and even seemed to be competing with Sen Yunan, not only in distance but also in speed.
When practicing, I also choose to practice with difficult balls.
Less than an hour into the training, Gao Xiaofeng went over and touched Qin Xiaoba's back, and felt sweat on his hands.
Gao Xiaofeng was very satisfied and wanted him to take a break: "Just practice for another ten minutes."
"No, I still need a set of long-range fixed points." Qin Xiaoba knew that he was still lacking in long-range positioning and shook his head.
"You can't become fat by eating all at once..." Gao Xiaofeng didn't know what this kid was doing again.
However, Gao Xiaofeng knew that it must be Zhu Qi who took action to deal with Qin Xiaoba.
In fact, Song Linzhou, a left-handed straight-blade player, was originally positioned as a doubles player in the team.
Instead, the rising star Qin Xiaoba, as a right-handed straight-blade player, was trained as a men's singles player.
If Qin Xiaoba had not performed mediocrely in the Moscow cycle, he might have made it to the men's singles in Moscow.
Seeing Xu Dong bring out a Grand Slam, the other coaches were also envious.
Gao Xiaofeng certainly wanted to bring out a Grand Slam himself, but sometimes he got anxious seeing Qin Xiaoba's spinning top behavior.
Ah Shui, watching from the side, felt that Qin Xiaoba had been in this state quite often over the years, but...
"Old Qin is really twitching and moving. I wonder how long he can last this time." A Shui smacked his lips.
"I think I can hold out longer this time," Maomao said, picking up balls from the side with a bowling stick. "You thought Baobao was too cruel to Xiaoba before, but it turns out they're just different people. Baobao wants to let the men's team know that someone who might not be as talented as them, but who works hard, will eventually catch up. After all, talent is unstable and will eventually fade, but muscle memory gained through hard work is not easily lost."
Ah Shui nodded in approval.
Maomao also used this incident to teach the female players on the team: "Everyone has heard the story of the tortoise and the hare. Never underestimate any opponent, and never underestimate the sweat of any opponent."
The girls nodded one by one.
Maomao knew that Zhu Qi almost suffered the same loss.
It was Zaiyuan Xiang who had never beaten Zhu Qi in the women's singles match in Moscow.
At that time, everyone thought that Zhu Qi could easily defeat Zai Yuanxiang. Even Zhu Qi himself directly skipped Zai Yuanxiang to study the next opponent. He almost lost to Zai Yuanxiang and was eliminated in the quarterfinals.
After that, Zhu Qi never took any opponent lightly again.
Once he figured it out, Qin Xiaoba understood.
He is no longer at the age where he would go to his sister to argue because of being suspended from a game, although he was a little unhappy when he learned that it was Zhu Qi who told Mori Yunan about his weakness, which caused him to lose.
But after thinking it through, Qin Xiaoba also knew that he should rely on himself to get back what he had lost.
Thinking so.
Qin Xiaoba achieved success through his own strategy.
But another person seemed to think so too. After getting Zhu Qi's guidance, he frequently appeared next to the women's team's training ground and gave his notes to Zhu Qi.
Zhu Qi took the thick stack of notebooks handed to him by Mori Yunan, and felt a weight in his hand. He asked in surprise, "Did you write all this down?"
Mori Yunan nodded and said politely, "My handwriting is not good. I wrote it in a hurry. It's far worse than my brother's."
Ah Shui came over and looked at the beautiful handwriting next to Zhu Qi. He sighed, "Isn't this handwriting ugly? Then my dog-crawling handwriting is even more unbearable to look at."
Zhu Qi didn't care whether the handwriting was beautiful or not, but started flipping through the pages from the first page. He found that it contained a lot of words about the coach talking to his players about training, and in the middle were some of Mori Yunan's own experiences during training.
For example, if a player is weak in serving and forehand attack, he needs to optimize his side attack ability; a player with poor backhand ability has problems with the connection between forehand and backhand; a player cannot handle key balls well because he cannot find the initiative based on himself... and so on.
This notebook should have been recorded by Mori Yunan since the first day he arrived in Beijing. The date is marked in the lower right corner of each note, and he probably wrote three or four notes every day.
Turning to the last page, the date also became today,
The entire notebook is almost full.
You can tell how attentive the owner of the notes is, as almost every entry is the day's gains and summary.
Zhu Qi felt a little emotional. It was really true that those who were drought-stricken would die of drought, and those who were flood-stricken would die of flood.
If a player like Mori Yunan had been given a little more talent, there might not have been room for Qin Xiaoba to perform.
Ah Shui also gasped at the sight. He had seen many great players in the national team. He just didn't expect the Hong Kong team's great player to be so good...
When A Shui and Zhu Qi were watching intently, Mori Yunan suddenly said, "This is for you."
"Me?" Zhu Qi closed his notes and frowned.
Logically speaking, this should be something that Mori Yunan should bring back to the Hong Kong team and share with the Hong Kong players.
Why give it to her?
A Shui glanced at Mori Yunan, then at Zhu Qi, with a question mark hanging on his head.
Mori Yunan took a deep breath and seemed to muster up the courage to exhale.
"World Championship, I want to play mixed doubles with you... Is that okay?"
The "question mark" on A Shui's head was suddenly and slowly straightened out.
It turned into a huge "exclamation mark".
“…” Zhu Qi.
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