139 Lyon World Cup
◎Her path is so unique that it is difficult for others to replicate it.◎
The men's doubles training went smoothly.
Although the two were unfamiliar with each other's playing style at the beginning, at least they both had good personal abilities.
As long as the ball is guaranteed to reach the table, the next person will find an opportunity to score.
And I don’t know when it started, but Qin Xiaoba and Sen Yunan have some communication.
Even during the lunch break, the two of them gave up their lunch break and ran to the corridor outside the library to find a place to make a list.
Guess what kind of players the foreign association will send, which male players will be paired with whom, who they are likely to face, which team has a higher chance of winning against foreign associations, how they play...
"The Russian guy with the pineapple head also plays an all-attack style, and he and his wife have been playing mixed doubles. I have played against him several times and know that the quality of his single board is very high. I heard that he had problems with his waist in the past two years, and I guess his strength will be reduced..." Qin Xiaoba wrote and drew on the paper.
"The North Korean team is also developing towards a women's team. The male players are not very offensive but very clingy. If they play, it will probably be a protracted battle..." Mori Yunan also wrote.
"Japan's Matsukaze Ikto is a problem. I lost to him in the Asian Championships. This guy's looping technique is top-notch, but his connection speed is a bit lacking. He could use a chasing ball tactic..."
Time is running out.
This time, Qin Xiaoba finally realized what it meant to use one second as if it were two seconds, and he suddenly wanted to slap himself in the face for wasting time.
Sen Qiaobei was very happy when he found out about it. He took time out from the TV station and drove a small van to bring a bunch of salty popsicles to the national team.
Nowadays, popsicles don’t have a lot of flavors, and the packaging is very simple. After opening it, it is milky white, tastes only salty, and melts easily.
But nowadays, it is a must-have artifact for cooling off in the hot summer.
After joining the national team, Ren Xinhua stopped stores from stocking snacks like ice cream because they were too high in sugar and could make people fat.
It's okay to eat it once in a while, but not every day.
Qin Xiaoba held a racket in one hand and an ice cream in the other, eating while swinging the racket.
Mori Yunan stood nearby, also concentrating fully on the game, passing the ball to each other.
Zhu Qi folded his arms and watched from the side, reminding, "Don't let the ice cream drip onto the rubber!"
"No, no!" Qin Xiaoba shouted.
Zhu Qi has high demands on himself and also on those he teaches.
Under her "training", Xiao Lingling got a big blister on her hand almost every three days, and her ball skills also improved by leaps and bounds.
Last time, He Qianlu took the time to visit the national team, saying that he was visiting relatives, but in fact he also watched the training of the national team for half a day.
When He Qianlu heard that the men's team players were now under Zhu Qi's "control", he was surprised: "Great, you're so good! I heard that even the men's team is under your control now."
Zhu Qi modestly refuted this at the time: "No, I don't have that much power. I just occasionally call a few people over to help the women's team practice."
Boys' balls are harder, especially when playing multi-shot rallies.
The women's team is better at the first three shots and focuses on fast break scoring. Being able to play a few more rounds with the men's team can also improve the women's team's weak points in multi-shot stalemate.
It is still better to prepare early. After all, who knows if there will be more Shackleides Jamies in the future?
Sen Qiaobei knew that the national team had a lot of training. He saw that his brother and Zhu Qi's brother both had Band-Aids on their hands. They were probably blisters caused by the intense training in the past two days.
Sen Qiaobei handed Zhu Qi one, then stood beside him and asked, "How are their training going?"
"It'll be alright." Zhu Qi took it, unwrapped it, and took a bite. The coolness slightly reduced the heat in her heart, and her complexion also improved a little.
It shouldn't be a one-round tour.
After all, the personal skills are there.
In table tennis, if your skills are a step above your opponent, beating them is as easy as beating a robot. If you encounter some second- or third-rate men's doubles players, it's not impossible to play one against two.
But if they want to win the championship...it depends on their own efforts.
"Xiaonan and you had a very similar experience. Both of us were rejected by the national team." Sen Qiaobei sighed, and when he looked at Zhu Qi again, his eyes were filled with admiration. "But you two took completely different paths. If I had also urged him to stay in Chaojing, I wonder if the outcome would have been different."
Zhu Qi changed his perspective and reassured him, "Not necessarily. The Hong Kong team does have better conditions in all aspects. They've introduced many Western-style training methods tailored to the athletes, which is more suitable for training from scratch and saves time getting used to the horizontal racket. But in China, I don't think it would be the same. There are so many experts, and no one would waste time training a player whose future is unknown."
Moreover, Zhu Qi also fought hard for the spot.
Her path is so unique that it is difficult for others to replicate it.
Thinking of this, Sen Qiaobei suddenly mentioned He Qianlu and said with a smile, "A few days ago, I went to the Chaojing team and chatted with Da He for a while. He told me about taking you to the Macau Palace to play in the World Cup. At that time, he also asked you whether you wanted to stay in China to continue playing or go abroad for tryouts. You also considered Zhugang and Yunwan, but were determined not to go abroad. I asked him why, and he said that you said something that made him deaf. You said that you would rather die than go abroad and be their dog."
Zhu Qi felt a little ashamed.
These are all old and trivial things. When I hear them from other people now, I feel inexplicably embarrassed.
Sen Qiaobei also felt very depressed. Zhu Qi should have been only fifteen years old at that time. The fact that he had such awareness would make many adults ashamed.
Zhu Qi felt that these people viewed him through a somewhat childish lens, perhaps underestimating his own mental age at the time. After all, he had experienced life and was not truly a 15- or 16-year-old child.
But Zhu Qi also knew that Sen Qiaobei probably felt that his brother had been led astray in many ways during his time in the Hong Kong team over the years, so he wanted to call Sen Yunan back to the national team to correct his thoughts.
Now it seems...
Maybe it has some effect.
At least the men's doubles pair of Mori Yunan and Qin Xiaoba have taken shape.
Zhu Qi and Song Linzhou have always been recognized as the earliest to get up in the team, but they basically only come half an hour earlier than others to practice serving.
But this week, almost every day when I came, Sen Yunan and Qin Xiaoba had already started training.
Because of time constraints, although we can withstand some second- and third-rate players.
But if they encounter a lineup of players with similar level to them, it’s hard to say.
After all, Sen Qiaobei is a reporter specializing in the table tennis circle, and he has some knowledge of the level of many outsourced companies.
Now, seeing how hard the Chinese men's doubles team is training, I'm also worried: "Isn't it a bit too late to start training now?"
Qin Xiaoba had been so sleepy after rushing over for training at six in the morning that he kept dozing off. After eating a popsicle to refresh himself, he leaned over to Sen Qiaobei and Zhu Qi and muttered, "Yeah, even if you want us to ride, you should have arranged it earlier. We're about to leave for Lyon, and only those who have given birth are called midwives..."
Zhu Qi's face darkened and he cursed, "Stop talking nonsense to me! Does the coach need to discuss the match with you in advance? To see your condition? You need to sleep well, eat well, and be in good condition to play? You can't play just because you feel a little unwell? The national team doesn't support idlers! You have to be able to play when you are called! You have to play doubles and singles! You have to be able to play with anyone! The people of the country only care about who is standing on the highest podium! Whose flag is raised! How to play is your business! Use your brain! Don't expect someone to chase you and feed you all the time!"
As a player who once had impaired vision in one eye but could still make Jamie cry, no one dared to refute Zhu Qi's words.
Qin Xiaoba was so happy after being scolded that he ran back to the table in a hurry, ready to continue training.
A row of curious little players nearby also quietly returned to the table. In less than a second, the sound of ping-pong came from all directions again.
Maomao has always been a moderate figure in the team and rarely disciplines the young players. Every time they go out for a game, Maomao arranges every detail of their food, clothing, housing and transportation, and is as meticulous as a mother.
Zhu Qi was a strict person, rarely resorting to euphemistic rhetoric, always getting to the heart of the matter. However, players who listened to Zhu Qi and adapted their training plans to his instructions found they were able to improve their skills the fastest.
These two people work in harmony with each other, one of them focuses on the psychological problems and normal training status of the team members, while the other arranges daily training and focuses on the completion of training and the optimization of strengths and avoidance of weaknesses.
Later, Sen Qiaobei described a sentence in "Table Tennis World".
——This Wenwu Quxing makes the entire women's team as strong as a rock.
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The Lyon World Cup officially begins.
This competition has attracted worldwide attention.
One very important reason is that the Chinese team joined forces with foreign associations to organize a doubles series between the Chinese and foreign alliances.
Hmm...how can it not be considered the graduation thesis of this year's "international students"?
In the early 1970s, France was one of the strongest table tennis teams in the world.
Although they haven't made much of a splash in world competitions in recent years, the French still haven't put down their rackets, and there are privately-owned table tennis clubs in every major city.
Previously, many players on the Chinese national team used rackets imported from France. Later, after Zhu Qi started making rackets, most people began to use Zhu Qi's rackets.
When He Qianlu first asked someone to design a racket for Zhu Qi, he focused on making one that was cost-effective and more suitable for the hand size of Asians. It was also lighter to use, had a better ball-holding ability, and was more suitable for players who play spin.
I see more and more national team players using Zhu Qi's rackets.
Zhu Qi hardly did any large-scale external publicity for his store in Jianghuai. He could only sell three to four hundred swords every month, not to mention the Chaojing store which had better traffic and spending power.
She hadn't checked her bankbook for a long time. Just before coming to Lyon, she went to exchange euros and discovered that the first digit had changed to "2." Two years ago, when she checked her winnings from the National Table Tennis Championships, the balance was only a little over 1.1 million yuan. Zhu Qi had originally wanted to withdraw another 200,000 yuan to help her aunt open another branch...
Zhu Qi thought he had seen it wrong, but he counted carefully and found that there were indeed seven digits.
When he looked up and saw the bank lady withdrawing money for him, his eyes were full of envy.
Zhu Qi took the euros and put the passbook back in his pocket. He inexplicably felt that the passbook was a little hot.
During this period, the income from racket sales, various commissions, Bayi team salaries, national team salaries, prize money from various Asian competitions, and special awards from the General Administration of Sport had doubled.
In addition, food, clothing, housing and transportation are all provided by the national team, so the daily expenses are almost "0".
Zhu Qi was already quite satisfied. He'd initially made the rackets purely for his own use, and also to give his aunt and younger cousin more social interaction and something to do. He'd just wanted to earn some pocket money, not aim for anything big... And then... how could he stop?
But when Sen Yunan heard Qin Xiaoba bragging about having a millionaire sister, he felt that Zhu Qi was too easily satisfied.
With Zhu Qi's current achievements and status, his earnings would have already exceeded 10 million if he were abroad.
As soon as Qin Xiaoba heard Mori Yunan talk about economic issues, he felt that his sister was right: "Capitalist ideology is indeed poisonous to the human heart. You need to be baptized by the spirit of communism. Come, repeat after me, capitalists should be hanged from streetlights. They even sell the ropes to hang themselves."
“…” Mori Yunan.
Qin Xiaoba has great confidence in his sister and believes that this dragon-slaying girl will not turn into a vicious dragon in the future.
The Chinese team just showed up at the Lyon Stadium.
He received support from many French fans from all directions.
Zhu Qi didn't expect so many people to come.
But I heard that the French don’t like to work and are very relaxed about making money. Now it seems that is true.
The bus schedules for the Japanese and South Korean teams are similar to that of the Chinese team, but the former two teams arrive at the stadium half an hour earlier.
When they first saw the Japanese and South Korean teams, every French head craned forward, filled with curiosity. But when a wave of crimson people appeared at the airport, the entire stadium erupted in screams loud enough to blow the ceiling off.
A united world seemed to have automatically formed around this group of red people, and no one dared to approach within three steps.
Sometimes, you can tell a person’s psychological reaction by looking at his eyes.
The foreign players of the Chinese team ran into each other head-on. Although no one made any signal, this team of champions that had won almost all the gold medals in the three major competitions lowered their heads involuntarily and automatically gave up the middle position to let the players of the Chinese team walk through the aisle.
All the blue-eyed, yellow-eyed, green-eyed... stood on both sides and saluted the Chinese team.
This red is like a raging fire.
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In the women's singles of the World Championship Cup, it was almost unsurprising that we saw six Chinese people in the quarterfinals.
Dominance max.
In addition to Zhu Qi, Maomao and A Shui, there is also Youyou who has been in particularly good form recently, as well as Kim Lili from the South Korean team and Huang Jiajia from the Hong Kong team.
The Chinese team's women's doubles team will be led by Maomao and Pakistan's Lulu. Originally, the coaching staff arranged for A Shui to lead Lulu in women's doubles, but ended up arranging A Shui and Caribou to play mixed doubles, so A Shui could no longer compete in three events.
The men's doubles also performed unexpectedly well.
Made it to the quarterfinals.
The whole development was almost as Zhu Qi expected.
In the first half, Sen Yunan led Qin Xiaoba, and in the second half, Qin Xiaoba led Sen Yunan.
There is almost no gap between the two of them, which is enough to give many foreign men's doubles teams a hard time.
Because Mori Yunan and Huang Jiajia are joining the Chinese team in this competition, the Hong Kong team players also came specially to support their captain and the only female player, Du Miaomiao.
During the break, several port staff ran to the logistics room to greet Mori Yunan.
Although Qin Xiaoba didn't understand Cantonese, with Fat Tiger acting as an interpreter, they chatted briefly.
A few boys from the Hong Kong team said half-jokingly and half-seriously, "Second brother, you've worked so hard."
Mori Yunan was stunned for a moment and asked, "Meh?"
"You've lost so much weight, is it because you haven't been eating well?"
"The national team has a lot of exercise, and they fight to the limit every day. It has nothing to do with diet." Mori Yunan patted their faces and warned them. "Stop talking nonsense."
"roar--"
Huang Jiajia muttered beside them, "I think the food is pretty good. You guys are not having a good time."
"Yeah, you little fat girl isn't picky."
"Hey, shut up! Are you looking for death? (You are looking for death!) You are rushing to drink Mengpo soup? (You are rushing to drink Mengpo soup) You are looking for death! (You are looking for death)" Huang Jiajia clenched his fist and shook it.
"It's so scary, it's terrifying." The boys laughed playfully.
Having said that, the Hong Kong players watched Mori Yunan and Qin Xiaoba passing the ball back and forth on the court, pulling the ball to each other, and occasionally whispering to each other.
Even when they celebrated scoring, they bumped chests together, as if they were soul mates with a very good relationship.
The Hong Kong team players began to get confused.
Didn’t my second brother call last month and say that the national team was boring?
This is happening too fast!
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