168 Riyadh World Games-Women's Singles
◎The first double-lap Grand Slam in table tennis history was born.◎
The progress of this women's singles competition was as expected by many people.
Throughout the entire Riyadh cycle, Zhu Qi almost always took the lead.
Zhu Qi basically won gold medals in any competition he participated in.
Now many domestic fans have also begun to speculate on the outcome of this game, watching the players on both sides get ready on the screen.
The bronze medal match started half an hour earlier than the final and is now over.
Xi Lingen defeated the South Korean team and successfully won the women's singles bronze medal in this World Games.
This means that the same three people will be participating in this competition, only the order has changed.
The host of the sports channel also started to be more balanced. After all, the two players in this game were both players of the Chinese team, so everyone was not as nervous when watching it as they usually were when playing against foreign teams.
From the moment the first ball started to move, everyone began to hold their breath, and countless pairs of eyes inside and outside the court were staring at the movement of the white ball.
To everyone's surprise, unlike the last Florida Table Tennis Championships which was violent and thrilling, this match was extremely long.
Each ball is like an extended version that has been stretched several times.
This scene made many people feel familiar, especially like the battle between Zhu Qi and Jamie in Moscow. But the complete difference was that Zhu Qi unilaterally humiliated Jamie, exposing Jamie's skills and tactics to the whole world, and then solved the problems one by one for the whole world to see.
But this time, the two people gave each other questions and then solved them.
Zhu Qi stood beside the table, watching the white ball hit the ball again and again, and then come back.
All the short balls that I hit were rolled into long balls by the cat and hit back.
All the foreign players who saw it at the scene were deeply moved.
Because Zhu Qi combines looping and fast attacking style of play, he is best at being a striker near the middle of the table.
Her ball, spin and swing speed are unmatched in the world.
The responsiveness is top-notch.
Many viewers like to watch Zhu Qi's games because of their visual beauty.
When watching the game, I saw that the ball had just been hit, and before I knew what happened, Zhu Qi immediately counterattacked it back.
When the brain is one step slower than the eyes, it can easily arouse a certain kind of excitement in the spectators.
However, when hitting the ball at a long distance, Zhu Qi's offensive power will weaken. Because he wants a strong spin, the ball falls very quickly. If he can't control the middle route well, problems will easily occur.
Strong rotation and high security, naturally you have to choose one.
As the game was going on, the commentators began to analyze the current situation on the field.
Even many foreign media commentators lamented: "Did you know? Everyone in the world knows Zhu Qi's weakness is at the far table. But few can pull the ball from Zhu Qi's hands to the far table because her twisting, rubbing, and grinding abilities are too strong. She is the queen of the arsenal, possessing the sharpest close-combat weapons."
Everyone began to marvel at the cat's physical fitness.
Mao Mao's body arched, elbows raised, and he leaned back to the limit on almost every return. It was as if he had completely ignored his back injury, and every ball that was difficult to hit was stretched to the limit.
Then Zhu Qi hit back...
The score is like a track and field race, chasing each other.
When it came to the match point, Zhu Qi swung his arm back and used all his strength to hit a forward ball.
But it's a pity that the ball went into the net.
There were bursts of gasps from the audience. While some felt sorry for Zhu Qi, others cheered for Maomao.
[Big score, Zhu Qi 0:1 Zu Tianjiao]
Everyone could see that the two of them had displayed all their unique skills.
Even though both of them were solving each other's problems, the genius's exercise book was different from that of an ordinary person.
I can understand each number individually, but when they are combined together, I can't understand them at all.
At the beginning of the second game, Zhu Qi's moves became more decisive.
Maomao found that every time he tried to use the outside of his body to lift the ball, lower his center of gravity and use his upper arms to rotate the ball, forcing Zhu Qi to retreat, Zhu Qi would use a faster half-volley to block the ball's path.
Zhu Qi's half-volley ball skills have been perfected.
No one knows when she will choose to hit the ball back.
It could be when the ball is rising, or it could be when the ball is falling.
Therefore, the cat must also have top-notch reaction ability to catch up.
In the second game, Zhu Qi was far ahead and reached match point first.
When the score was tied, Ren Xinhua felt very relieved when watching in the stands.
This game was like a meticulously crafted work of art by two top artists.
In simple terms, it is a ratings strategy.
Many people think table tennis is not fun to watch. One of the most important reasons is that each ball ends too quickly.
But Zhu Qi and Maomao played one of them as the main player, and every ball was the last crucial ball on the spot.
The main focus is on one person present, so that everyone’s presence is not in vain.
Xu Dong watched with great anxiety from the sidelines. She noticed that both children were using their own best techniques to attack the opponent's best areas, and she became a little nervous: "They played these two games with almost no defense, just offense."
Ren Xinhua nodded slightly: "Of course, they have been teammates for so many years, so naturally they should greet each other with their best skills."
Many people say that he just retired, not that he will never play basketball again.
If you want to play in the future, you can just find a place and a table to play.
But in reality, not everyone might be in their best form at that time. As time goes by, other things might interfere with everyone's lives. There might also be a long period of time without practice, and it would be impossible to have as many spectators as there are today.
The atmosphere is different, and the mentality when playing is naturally different.
Ren Xinhua knew that the two girls did not tell the coaching staff before the game, and went to communicate with the organizers on their own to request to wear the same jerseys, just to let everyone know that this game was not a civil war of the Chinese team, but a transmission of the Chinese team's spirit.
And the people being conveyed are the group of children in the stands today.
Sasa, Youyou and Xiaoling watched the game intently.
In those clear and childish eyes, there is a glint of desire for the highest honor.
Many people say that athletes practice to win the championship.
But no one knows that on the first day the Chinese table tennis team was formed, the country's founding leader gave the team a letter.
There is only one sentence on it.
That is [collective honor is always greater than individual honor].
On the journey of the national table tennis team, we once went astray for a period of time.
At that time, everyone was vying to be the champion, and the coaches also had their own little plans.
The team is demoralized and filled with vicious competition.
But fortunately, everything is back on track now.
The promise that the two girls once made in the night has come true at this moment.
They held their half of the draw and then met in the final.
During the break in the game.
Both players walked to their respective dugouts.
Then he grabbed his towel and water bottle and sat on the lounge chair.
Because it was a civil war, neither side had off-field coaches.
Ren Xinhua watched the game and felt that it was not so much a war between athletes as it was a mental game between coaches.
Because the balls are played so delicately, the entire table is like a Go board. Every time the ball falls on the table, a chess piece is placed on the table.
Sometimes it appears as a tiger zone, sometimes it is divided, sometimes it is eaten up, and sometimes it is stuck.
When two chess players fight each other, the onlookers may not understand Luo Zi's intention at first, but they will react and cheer after he scores.
Athletes don’t think too much when playing, they just think about how to deal with the ball.
The coach needs to watch from the side and analyze the advantages and reasons for losing each point before and after the break to the players, and then arrange the players' scoring strategies for each subsequent game.
The athletes only need to compete according to the arrangements of off-field coaches.
So many times, coaches are like military advisors to athletes.
Since Maomao became the captain of the women's team, Coach Cun basically didn't worry about Maomao's games. Maomao also accumulated some experience in managing players and knew some common game skills and problems.
Maomao actually knew in his heart that a big part of the reason why he lost the previous match against Zhu Qi was that he was not as good as Zhu Qi in adjusting his mentality and distributing tactics.
After all, Zhu Qi has a background as a coach, so he can often separate himself from the identity of an athlete and adjust his subsequent playing style.
Now cats are doing the same thing.
At this moment, the score is [3:3].
It was the most crucial seventh game.
It's like there are 7 days in a week.
It repeats itself over and over again.
The seventh inning wasn't the end.
Rather, it represents the restart of a new game.
When Zhu Qi held the racket, he felt his fingers were a little sore, and every finger bone seemed to be run over by a truck and had little strength.
This situation often occurs during normal games because the player is too tense when receiving the ball.
As I was playing, my fingers started to cramp.
The stronger the cramps, the more difficult the game will be.
Usually at this time, Zhu Qi doesn't like to look around, he just likes to lower his head and stare at his toes.
Then she saw beads of sweat gathering on her forehead, dripping between her feet.
One drop after another.
At this moment, almost every ball in the first six innings replayed in his mind like a cursory glance.
"The game continues--" the referee blew the whistle.
Players on both sides stood up from their sitting positions, holding their rackets, and walked towards the table, bending their waists, keeping their eyes at the same level, and... waving their arms at the same time.
Hitting the ball is like fighting with swords and spears.
Ren Xinhua felt a little stuffy in his chest and his vision began to go dark.
This symptom has occurred frequently recently, mostly because Ren Xinhua does not get enough rest and is under too much pressure.
Seeing Ren Xinhua take out the medicine bottle from her pocket, Xu Dong and Chang Hongxia next to her immediately knew that Ren Xinhua was not feeling well, and brought her a bottle of water and medicine.
After taking two pills, Ren Xinhua still felt short of breath, so Xu Dong said, "It's the last game anyway, go out and get some fresh air."
Ren Xinhua stood up from the coach's seat with some trembling, rejected Chang Hongxia's suggestion to accompany him, and walked outside alone.
Fo Ye and Shi Ge looked at each other and both felt that time was unforgiving.
Shi Ge sighed and whispered, "Old Ren is old now, and his heart has softened. He's not as strict about discipline as he was when he was younger. I chatted with Old Ren for a while yesterday, and he said that Maomao is very much like her when she was young. But Maomao's shortcomings are also obvious, that is, she is not as ruthless as her. Maomao is a solid shield that can protect everyone in the team, but this is not enough. This team also needs a steel knife."
Now the two people that Ren Xinhua values the most are having their final match.
This woman who has worked hard for the national table tennis team all her life stood at the gate of the competition venue, looking at the empty corridors.
Her breathing was still heavy, but her eyes gradually became clear.
The cheers from the stadium behind him rose and fell, coming through the crack in the door.
She saw this game.
Two players who already possess top-notch skills and the superb logical thinking that a coach needs.
Ren Xinhua raised his head slightly and looked at the national flags of many countries flying in the open-air central venue. Finally, his eyes fixed on the red flag of Nano that was fluttering in the wind.
She felt her eyes slightly moist.
She also saw the shining stars on the red flag.
The stadium behind him erupted with a roar, and almost everyone stood up at the same time.
People were cheering, jumping, screaming and celebrating.
The results of the competition are out.
The first double-circle Grand Slam in table tennis history was born.
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