42 Tokyo World Games-Mixed Doubles
◎【Two-in-one】The mirror behind her reflects her other life.◎
Only after shaking hands and leaving did Song Linzhou relax his expression and laugh out loud: "Did you do this to piss him off on purpose?"
"He probably won't compete in world-class tournaments again. That last shot left a lasting impression on him. He'll probably remember me for the rest of his life."
whee.
The girl smiled and waved to the audience, taking all the applause into her arms, giving the impression of a leader parading through the streets.
[The Chinese team successfully advanced to the mixed doubles semi-finals of the Tokyo World Games! ]
"We won! Ahhhh! Awesome! The Chinese team is awesome!" Qin Xiaoba was the first to stand up and cheer. He stood tall on a stool, holding a red flag in one hand and waving it back and forth.
Ah Shui yelled, hugged the cat and jumped for joy.
The whole audience applauded the Chinese team's successful advancement. The waving Taegeukgi flags were lowered at some point.
"I didn't expect it would be so easy to advance." Zhu Qi said as he packed up his racket.
Xu Dong stretched out his arms, hugged Zhu Qi, and rubbed him back and forth. "The Japanese team has also qualified. You will face them next. Winning the semi-finals will lock in the gold and silver medals! Baobao! Daling! You are awesome!"
Unlike the joy of the Chinese team, the Korean team's morale was low.
Han Taiyang didn't know how he walked in front of the coach. He looked at the racket in his hand and had an urge to throw it away.
Does he still need this racket?
He can no longer participate in competitions representing South Korea.
He will be abandoned by South Korea...
He will be sent to the barracks...
He will be missed by the fans...
As a result, he bet his entire fortune on the South Korean national team and lost the bet with the coaching staff.
He lost.
Everything, all, is lost.
A thirty-year-old man squatted on the ground, holding his head, his body trembling.
The sobbing sounds continued, like an abandoned animal, unable to control itself.
"Tayang, don't do this. It's so embarrassing." The coach's cold words were like a sharp blade, piercing Han Taiyang's heart again.
His heart was pulled, crushed and trampled on.
Although the mixed doubles lost, the South Korean team still has women's singles, men's singles, women's doubles, men's doubles and mixed team to compete for medals.
The South Korean team is not completely desperate yet, he is the only one who is desperate.
The girl in red, carrying her basketball bag, walked around the court and high-fived her teammates in the audience one by one. She was greeted with applause and smiles.
Surrounded by her teammates, she looked very dazzling.
Han Taiyang was staggering, feeling dizzy.
It's all her fault!
It's all this child's fault!
If she hadn't talked nonsense two years ago.
He will not be banned from the South Korean national team for one year!
Song Linzhou followed behind the girl, and was overjoyed listening to his teammates praising him and the girl.
Being able to participate in the World Games was something he had never dared to imagine.
Now, not only have we successfully advanced to the semi-finals, but the podium is also within reach.
Like a dream...
Qin Xiaoba gave him a big hug first, and said happily: "Brother Ling, remember to give me the medal when you get it."
Big Bear patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Well done! You're really a different person now. I'll definitely let's spar some other day."
Song Linzhou scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "We just advanced to the semi-finals."
"That's already like having one foot on the podium! This is your first World Games, and reaching the finals, even if it's just silver..."
"Pssst!" Ah Shui pulled Qin Xiaoba's face. "You jinx! If we're going to win, we're going to win the gold medal! What silver or bronze?! Shut up!"
The joyful mood was broken by the appearance of Han Taiyang.
His eyes were bloodshot and he stared at Zhu Qi without saying a word.
Ah Shui tugged at Mao Mao's clothes and asked quietly, "What is he going to do? Isn't he going to fight?"
"Just fight! I'm not afraid of him at all. I'll start training with him first! Let's see how he behaves. I..." Qin Xiaoba rolled up his sleeves, ready to go.
Zhu Qi glanced at his brother, then turned to look at Han Taiyang, crossed a row of seats, and asked him. "Are you looking for me?"
"Don't you feel any guilt for what happened two years ago? It was you who framed me and twisted my words, so I... Don't you have an ounce of conscience?" Han Taiyang looked a little overwhelmed. The 1.80-meter-tall man trembled like a sieve in front of the 17-year-old girl, and there was even a ridiculous feeling of a primary school student who was wronged and went to the teacher to complain.
Zhu Qi answered simply: "Why should I feel guilty towards you?"
"You vicious bad girl!" He was extremely angry.
"Didn't you gain a lot of attention and benefits by distorting the facts in the past? Why didn't you think there was a problem when you were promoting how bad the Chinese national team was in South Korea?" Zhu Qi tilted his head with an innocent look on his face.
Han Taiyang's distorted and hideous face was reflected in her extremely clear pupils.
"You haven't felt any guilt, either. Otherwise, you wouldn't have the audacity to stand before me and question me. Player Han Taiyang, it's a shame you won't be meeting me again in the future—the title, 'The Last Ball of My Career, a Dignified Defeat by a 17-Year-Old Female Player of the Chinese Team,' suits you perfectly. By the way, I heard you'll be returning to your country for military service in October. I wish you good luck, Mr. Han Taiyang."
—Loyalty!” She made a salute gesture and walked away.
The Japanese sports media, facing everyone, repeatedly replayed the slow-motion replay of the last goal of the quarterfinal match between the South Korean team and the Chinese team.
The scene where Han Taiyang was hit in the face by her ball was played in extreme slow motion.
Following this, the Korean team coach gave his evaluation of Han Taeyang and Lee Ke-sun's game during an interview.
——[…We regretfully announce that Han Taiyang will no longer participate in international competitions due to age and health reasons. We are deeply grateful for his dedication to the Korean table tennis team…]
Han Taiyang's expression cracked, like a broken mirror with cracks appearing all over it.
He was - forced to "retire"?
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The post-match interview was also simple, with a universal answer: "The opponent played well, we played very steadily, and we did a lot of preparation before the game, so we won."
There were several articles in domestic reports praising the Chinese team's mixed doubles advancement.
[The Kirin group fights against the heroes], [The Kirin fire burns all over Tokyo], [The sons and daughters of China become the focus of the world's attention], etc.
"Fuck! Sis! You're so cool! You're my idol! My Superwoman!" Qin Xiaoba stretched out his arms and draped them over Zhu Qi. "I'm going to call my mom and uncle and tell them you made the top Korean guy cry!"
Ah Shui covered his mouth and laughed: "If we walk slower, he won't pee his pants right away, right?"
She really likes to see Baobao's energetic look, it makes her feel safe.
"Isn't joining the army a good thing? Men in our country have to go through strict screening if they want to serve in the military. Why is he so afraid of military service?" Maomao was curious.
Zhu Qi said, "This is a long story. There was once a president known as South Korea's No. 1 mafia president, Mr. Jeon Kaka, who used the Korean chaebols as an ATM, using national funds to support the South Korean military. After he left office in 1988, the chaebols began withholding military rations to prevent this from happening again. The troops ate kimchi instead of meat and tofu as the main course. The poor food, coupled with South Korea's distorted culture of seniority and seniority, led to extremely severe bullying. When they went in, they were normal people, but when they came out, they were depressed, autistic, and bisexual. Of course, what I'm talking about is what I saw in the news. I don't know the real situation. There are only objective analysis, not subjective facts."
Ah Shui smacked his lips. "Han Taiyang is a national athlete after all, winning glory for the country. He shouldn't be bullied, right?"
"It's hard to say. The tradition in Korea is to treat everyone equally." Zhu Qi strode forward.
When a person is in a good mood, even the Japanese sun feels warm when it shines on his body.
The athletes walked in front, and the coaches followed behind to discuss subsequent competitions.
Reaching the semi-finals in mixed doubles is a very encouraging thing for the entire Chinese team.
Even the Buddha seemed to be in a particularly good mood, chatting and laughing with Ren Xinhua.
"The Russian team has also qualified, and they will play against the Belarus team in the next game. It's a coincidence. If the situation were switched, with the Russian team playing against the Japanese team and Zhu Qi and Song Linzhou playing against the Belarus team, it would be easier for them to qualify." Master Fo felt a little regretful.
Ren Xinhua didn't think much of it. "We'll meet sooner or later anyway. This year, both the Russian and Belarusian teams played well, probably because they're both from the former Soviet Union, so their playing styles are very similar. But Little Snow and Pineapple Head are more technically proficient. If nothing unexpected happens, Russia should make it to the finals."
"Playing Japan in the semifinals is a mental challenge for these two kids," said Mr. Buddha, squinting his eyes as he looked at the girl surrounded by the crowd. "Zhu Qi has made great progress in the past two years."
"It's rare to hear you praise her," Ren Xinhua said with a smile. "I thought she was too young and worried she wouldn't be able to adapt to the atmosphere of the World Games, but I didn't expect her to be even calmer than a lynx. It seems I underestimated her, and I didn't expect her to perform so well. Athletes like this are born to compete."
"They're both right-handed, so they have an advantage against the two right-handed Koreans. But the next matchup is against the Japanese team, who are also right-handed. After dinner, we'll have to have Ah Shui and Xiao Ba serve as sparring partners for them."
"Um."……
After Haraka accompanied Komatsu Reiko to change clothes, they saw the backs of the Chinese team leaving the stadium from afar. The two stood side by side, and the former was very interested.
"That's what I thought. The South Korean team didn't qualify."
Komatsu Reiko wiped the sweat off her face with a towel and said with emotion: "You are right, the straight blade used by that male team member is different from ordinary straight blades."
"But penholders are currently weaker than horizontal rackets. The Korean team lost because they tried to score points from Zhu Qi, which was a mistake." Zaiyuan Xiang looked back at her with a sly look. "This male player from the Chinese team was the key to scoring points."
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"The Japanese mixed doubles team this time is Ko Akira Amber, this year's national men's champion, and Komatsu Reiko, the women's runner-up. They just won the Asian Cup mixed doubles championship. They are a mixed doubles team that Japan has been actively cultivating for four years. Their chemistry and technical and tactical skills far surpass those of the South Korean team, and their strength should not be underestimated. The coaching staff analyzed their playing styles and tactics based on the World Games match footage. Tonight, I will give you two some pre-match tactical adjustments."
Xu Dong stood in front of the table and said to the two children.
Zhu Qi and Song Linzhou both nodded.
Regarding the unfair refereeing incident that occurred in the match against the South Korean team, as a member of the coaching staff of the Chinese team, Mr. Foye discussed with the International Table Tennis Federation on behalf of the Chinese team.
Why were all three referees on the field Japanese during the quarterfinals?
This is wrong.
Logically speaking, it would be fair to have one person with Asian, European and African nationality.
This is in line with "American democracy".
I don’t know if this situation will happen again when we play against the Japanese team.
Anyway, let’s practice the ball well first.
As usual, Qin Xiaoba and A Shui served as their sparring partners.
"Amber? Why would a grown man choose this name?" Qin Xiaoba stood by, ready to serve as a substitute for her in practice.
As Ah Shui warmed up, he said, "He's also very short. I went to the Japanese court today and took a look around. That guy is the same height as the female teammate next to him. He can't be more than 1.6 meters."
"So short? How old is he?" Qin Xiaoba asked curiously while rubbing the rubber.
"He's the same age as Brother Xiong. I don't know if it's a problem with the island nation's genes, but the name 'Japanese pirates' is really not groundless." A Shui said sarcastically.
Zhu Qi glanced at them and said, "This is Japan, and there are many people who understand Chinese. Aren't you afraid that thousands of Japanese will come and surround you and strangle you immediately?"
The two children chuckled and practiced obediently.
Xu Dong reminded: "Don't underestimate your opponent just because of their height. This is table tennis, not a male model bodybuilding competition. The Japanese team is also putting a lot of effort into the mixed doubles event this time. This time, at their home turf, there are 30 to 40 sparring partners alone, and they have all kinds of playing styles."
"Sparring is about quality, not quantity. Lao Qin and I are as good as eight!" Ah Shui promised, patting his chest. "Coach Xu, tell us how we'll accompany you today. Whether it's eating, drinking, laughing, or even sleeping with you, we're all good to go!"
"Go to hell," Xu Dong cursed, getting back to the point. "They both use a very standard Japanese topspin-backhand flick system, preferring to use backhand power to attack opponents, targeting the fast break system our Chinese team specializes in. According to the coaching staff, Komatsu Reiko's rotation speed is 131 rpm, and Kou Akira's is 168 rpm."
"This speed?" Maomao counted on his fingers. "Looks like only Baobao can keep up with the speed of the women's team."
The speed of the antelope is... quite high.
"I've told you before that the best players in spin flow are choppers, but neither of you specializes in chopping. So you can only use stronger spin to suppress or use dissipated power to defend." Xu Dong summarized it simply, word by word.
She first looked at Zhu Qi. "Baobao, when we play against the Japanese team tomorrow, don't get carried away and keep thinking about going head-to-head. You might be able to catch this ball, but Da Ling might not be able to catch it when the opponent hits it back. He plays with a swinging speed, and he has no advantage against Gu Huang Amber's sideways spin."
Then, he looked at Song Linzhou again.
"Big Antelope, when you receive the ball, try to lob it high. That way, they'll have no choice but to lob it back. That way, Bao Bao can find an opportunity to smash the ball. Tonight, strengthen the connection between lobs and smashes."
"Yes." The two people responded.
During pre-match training, the amount of exercise should not be too much to prevent muscle reactions during the competition.
Rest for ten minutes after each set of exercises, watch the video, analyze, get feedback, and do targeted physical training.
Before I knew it, it was eight o'clock in the evening.
Song Linzhou was so exhausted from wringing out water from the towel hanging around his neck that Zhu Qi glanced at the clock on the wall and suggested, "Let's stop here today? Tomorrow's game doesn't start until this afternoon, so we still have time to warm up in the morning."
Song Linzhou nodded in agreement, and his sparring partners Qin Xiaoba and A Shui also packed up their things and prepared to go back to rest.
As soon as they changed their clothes and came out, Coach Dami suddenly came over and called out to A Shui and Qin Xiaoba.
"You two can leave later. The women's doubles team needs you to practice with them."
"Us?" Qin Xiaoba pointed at himself. "Don't women's doubles have a sparring partner?"
Coach Da Mi knocked Qin Xiaoba on the head with the documents in his hand. "Why are you so talkative, kid? What's with the women's doubles sparring partners, mixed doubles sparring partners? You're all just sparring partners. Go wherever you're needed!"
Qin Xiaoba said "Hey" with a playful smile and took out the racket that had been stuffed into the ball bag.
Zhu Qi wanted to keep Ah Shui. She said, "Ah Shui has been practicing with me for so long and hasn't even had time to eat dinner. She can't keep up physically. Why don't we..."
Zhu Qi is not the only one who has a bad relationship with Jin Lili.
Ever since the "football betting" scandal ended, A Shui and Jin Lili have basically not spoken to each other.
Ah Shui has been diligent and studious over the past two years, improving her skills significantly and reaching the Tokyo Qualifiers at the age of fifteen. With her good nature, love of joking, and ability to provide all sorts of emotional value, many on the team are happy to have her as a sparring partner.
Jin Lili didn't say it, but secretly she often urged her coach to call Ah Shui over to practice with her.
But every time Ah Shui went there, he would be so angry at Jin Lili's "princess syndrome" that he would cry.
Sometimes she complained about the poor quality of the ball given to her, and sometimes she complained about not being able to catch her ball.
When Zhu Qi was around, he could still help Ah Shui to fight back.
When it was just Ah Shui, she would be criticized by Jin Lili.
Seeing that Zhu Qi didn't want to let him go, Coach Da Mi showed his style: "Bao Bao, don't take Fang Miao too seriously. She's not your exclusive sparring partner. The Jianghuai Provincial Team loves you and has assigned you a team doctor and a physical trainer, but they haven't assigned you a sparring partner."
Zhu Qi was furious: "She is a player in Xu Dong's coaching group. We only listen to Coach Xu's words. Let her be a sparring partner for others and let Coach Xu talk to us." Don't you have anyone under your command?
Coach Da Mi's face turned pale. Just as he was about to scold him, Ah Shui pulled Zhu Qi and quickly said, "It's okay. I just ate a piece of bread. I can handle it."
Zhu Qi and Coach Da Mi glared at each other. Ah Shui whispered, "Don't make things difficult for Coach Xu. I'll go. Don't argue with Jin Lili's coach. You still have a game tomorrow!" Then he nodded at Coach Da Mi. "I'll pack my things and go right away."
Coach Da Mi glared at Zhu Qi and left angrily, "You're full of banditry."
Song Linzhou changed his clothes and came out to see that A Shui and Qin Xiaoba were not there. Zhu Qi was standing at the door with a cold face waiting for him. After briefly understanding what had happened, he also followed to persuade them.
"It's okay. Isn't Xiao Ba here? He will take care of Fang Miao. If you are worried that your brother will suffer, I will go over and take a look."
"You?" Zhu Qi looked at him.
He nodded. "I have nothing to do at this hour anyway. Aren't women's doubles players in need of a sparring partner? One more is always better."
"You've been tired all day..."
"It's okay, go over and help pick up the ball." Song Linzhou waved at her, "You go first, see you at the training ground at 8 o'clock tomorrow."
"Why……"
He ran so fast that Zhu Qi couldn't stop him.
When she returned to the room, Maomao saw that she was alone and sat up from the tatami: "Where's Ah Shui?"
"Coach Dami called me away to practice with the women's doubles team. How is your shoulder?" Zhu Qi put down his tennis bag and prepared to wash up.
Maomao understood immediately and simply said that her shoulder injury was nothing. Then she shook her head and sighed, "I heard that Jin Lili had a fight with Sister Xia a few days ago. She wasn't so headstrong when she first came to the team, but I don't know what's happened in the past two years. She loses her temper at the slightest dissatisfaction. There's also competition between coaches. Coach Da Mi will definitely side with his team members. Just ignore him."
"I don't understand why Ah Shui is so afraid of her." Zhu Qi took off his coat and went to the bathroom to run the water.
Maomao smiled and said, "You have achievements, so of course you don't have to be afraid. You've been living on the seventh floor since you joined the team. You have the halo of the golden throne on you, so how could you understand the hardships of the team members?"
"I know. I used to be constantly chasing after others. As long as someone needed me, I'd get up and serve them, no matter how uncomfortable I felt." Zhu Qi sat in the bathtub, his back pressed against the cushions, eyes closed. "Some people just can't be pampered. If you hold back for a while, you'll only get angrier. If you back down, you'll regret it forever. But you're right about achieving results. You still have to fight to be at the top of the food chain. You can eat whoever you want, slap them down whenever you want, and flip the table whenever you want."
She opened her eyes, reached out her hand to hold the ethereal foam, and then watched the slippery soap bubbles turn into a puddle of water in her hand.
After being reborn, I immediately went to practice basketball with my uncle.
Isn't it just to stop suffering from all the humiliation when you spend day and night around the table and play whenever there is a game?
Maomao teased, "You still have this moment?"
Zhu Qi felt helpless.
Many people seem to think that she has been able to play table tennis since she was born. This is what her uncle-in-law said when he first introduced her to table tennis.
But in fact, she had already suffered all the hardships she should have suffered in her previous life.
There was no "Martial Star" falling from the sky. She just lived one life longer than others.
When standing up from the water, Zhu Qi touched the ends of his hair that were longer than his shoulders.
I didn't notice when my hair grew so long.
A Shui has always had short hair that hangs over his ears, and Maomao has left a small tuft of hair behind his ears, a very handsome wolf-tail style.
Zhu Qi was too lazy to style his hair, so he always just used a pair of scissors to cut it short.
While her hair was still wet, she took a pair of scissors and prepared to trim it herself.
Cat sighed, "You're cutting your hair now? It's not good for your hair. If you shave your hair, you'll get zero points in the competition. You can cut your hair when you get home. It won't be two days yet."
People who participate in sports are more or less tainted with superstition.
I always like to be associated with things with good meanings.
He Qianlu used to like taking Zhu Qi to a local dumpling restaurant in Jianghuai called Xi Niang before the competition. He said eating dumplings made Zhu Qi feel like a spoiled child and Xi Niang could bring good luck.
Before playing an important game, Ah Shui will wash his hands three times with soap, saying that this is called cleansing hands and can make his hands feel better.
When Qin Xiaoba was 12 years old, his aunt went to the Guan Yu Temple to ask for a plaque for him. Whenever he met a difficult opponent, he would take out the plaque and worship it.
Zhu Qi never believed this.
She has died once, and my fate is in my own hands.
Seeing that she insisted on getting a haircut, Maomao came to help and asked Zhu Qi to sit with her back to him.
Tony Cat cut the ends of Zhu Qi's hair with a "crackling" sound and said, "You told Ah Shui before that you helped her because you thought gambling on football was a quick way to make money. I know you were just teasing Ah Shui, but you're actually a kind-hearted person and you don't expect anything in return. Actually, you should express your inner thoughts more often and let others know that you're actually a very gentle person."
gentle?
she?
Zhu Qi felt that Maomao had some misunderstanding about her, and she and Wenrou had nothing to do with each other at all.
Maomao seemed to be able to read minds and smiled, "This gentleness doesn't mean being kind to others or speaking in a gentle tone, but caring about others, valuing their feelings, and understanding their pain. Baobao, you are a person with a story. Although you haven't told your story to anyone, I really want to be the one to listen to your story. I hope that one day, you can open your heart to me."
Her story...
Zhu Qi lowered his eyes.
"Okay! Take a look!" Maomao pressed Zhu Qi's shoulders and moved her in front of the mirror.
Maomao's technique is very good. She simply thins the ends of her hair, just a little above her shoulders, which doesn't look cumbersome and looks refreshing.
Seeing Zhu Qi's satisfied expression, Maomao said confidently, "My family runs a barber shop. If you need anything in the future, come to me as soon as possible!"
Zhu Qi stroked the ends of his neat hair and looked at Maomao: "Do you hate those two people?"
"What? Who?" Maomao looked at her, understanding. "Are you talking about the person who injured my shoulder? When it first happened, I hated them, so much so that I couldn't sleep every night. But now, so much time has passed, I can't even remember what they looked like. Anyway, things have come to this, so we should just move on."
"Someone once... hurt me. I couldn't help but hate him, them. So I kept trying to climb up, to a place where they could never reach me. This feeling kept me from looking back, for fear that if I slowed down a bit, they would catch up with me."
Zhu Qi stood in front of the mirror, and the mirror behind her reflected her other life.
"I decided to help Ah Shui because I saw how he refused to give up even when he was trailing. Even when he knew he couldn't beat Jin Lili, he still clung to that one percent chance of winning, determined to win back a point. It reminded me of the person who once wanted to use table tennis... to change his life. Even though he knew it was too late to start training at fifteen, and that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch up to someone who had started at five, he still hoped to catch up... Oh, that 'friend' I mentioned last time."
"That 'friend' who later became a coach?" Maomao asked curiously. "Please introduce him to me when you have time. I'm always interested in people with stories."
Zhu Qi touched his face and said, "I'll introduce you to them when I have the chance."
A Shui is back.
He is in good condition and should not have been bullied.
She looked at Zhu Qi and exclaimed, "You got a haircut. It looks so good! You look so energetic! But the game isn't over yet. If you cut it now, aren't you afraid of getting your head shaved tomorrow?"
Zhu Qi: ...
here we go again.
"It's already eleven o'clock, why are we still practicing now?" Maomao glanced at his watch.
Ah Shui lay on the tatami, not even having the strength to take off his shoes. He kicked his feet against each other and threw them on the ground, saying weakly: "Don't mention it, ah. I'm really exhausted. The rubber is all worn out. I'm so tired. I'll change the rubber tomorrow. I took a shower at the training ground and went straight to sleep! You can't look down on me!"
"I hope Jin Lili won't give you any trouble?" Maomao was worried.
"No, not really. Xiao Ba and Da Ling are here, as are Coach and Sister Xia. It's just..."
"What?" Cat.
"I heard something. Brother Daxiong seems to be joining the Bayi team." A Shui crawled into the bed and stuck close to Zhu Qi.
"What is the Bayi team?" Zhu Qi asked.
Maomao also came in, and the three girls huddled together. She said, "Did you know that the men's team's head coach, Shi Ge's great-uncle, was an old revolutionary?"
"I know this." Zhu Qi nodded.
"He was one of the founders of the General Administration of Sport of China. People in the industry call him the 'Zhuge Kongming' of the sports world, the prime minister of a country. He was previously the Honorary Chairman of the Chinese Table Tennis Association and Secretary of the General Training Hall of the Sports Administration. Even now, our Sports Commission still calls him 'Prime Minister'. He was also a player under his leadership when he was Chairman. After retirement, the old man was bored at home, so he called for the establishment of a national-level sports table tennis team with military management. They would recruit talents from all over the country to emulate the national team and spare no effort in cultivating top table tennis talent. Players who make the Bayi team are equivalent to athletes serving in the military, representing the country in major world-class competitions as soldiers. Moreover, the old man said that the 'militarized table tennis Bayi Sports Team' he formed was going to break the dominance of the Chaoyang-Beijing, Heilongjiang-Haibin, and Chongqing-Yuxi teams."
Zhu Qi stared in amazement.
Wow, it turns out to be the player who launched the Chinese National Table Tennis Team.
She exclaimed: "It sounds like they are going to form a 'mini national team'."
"Almost. It's independent of the provincial teams. During the table tennis league, everyone else competes on behalf of the provincial team, but these athletes will compete on behalf of the Bayi team."
Zhu Qi was very interested!
This is something that never happened in the previous life!
how so?
She had never heard of the Bayi Team.
Could it be that because she joined the national team, won the World Cup, and made it to the Tokyo World Games... that the gears of fate shifted? And this huge butterfly effect?
Ah Shui was also quite interested: "What are the benefits of joining the Bayi team?"
"Joining the Bayi team can't be measured by benefits; it's a matter of honor and mental training. And being a direct disciple of the old man is something special. It's like learning a skill from a master in ancient times. Once you say your master is him, everyone in the circle will look up to you. The old man has a tough style and a sharp eye. He can tell gold from sand at a glance. The Bayi team must also have very strong discipline. You can only rely on your skills; forget about connections. ... Oh, and he's also our Chairman's master, the first head coach of the national table tennis team."
I had heard a little about Zhu Qi, and he was indeed the legendary big shot.
Maomao felt sorry: "It's a pity that the Bayi team doesn't want women's table tennis players, otherwise I would have submitted my application and tried."
Ah Shui sighed, "Sister Xia said that Brother Xiong has even completed the transfer procedures. Today, the leaders of the Bayi Team gave him his officer certificate. He even tried on the military uniform tonight. You know what, men are so handsome in a military uniform! His whole temperament has improved. Brother Xiong will be a military brother from now on. There must be a lot of handsome guys in the army. Hehe, if the Bayi Team accepts girls, it wouldn't be bad for the three of us to join. That way, we can be sisters who share the same master!"
Maomao teased her: "You think about handsome guys all the time. Xiao Ba is also good-looking, why don't you treat him better?"
"Go to hell, does that guy have anything to do with being handsome? He just has a hook at best."
The three girls laughed together, talked for a while, and then prepared to go to sleep.
The more Zhu Qi listened, the more interested he became, and his heart began to pound.
The Bayi Team - sports and military personnel.
It’s a pity that they don’t accept female table tennis players.
But what Zhu Qi didn't expect was that when she played in the mixed doubles semi-final against the Japanese team, there would be a live audience.
There sat a man in his seventies, wearing a loose-fitting suit typical of veteran cadres from the 1980s. A group of people gathered around him, affectionately addressing him as "Old Army Commander." But he smiled at the girl wearing a red flag at the pool table, pointing and asking.
"Why haven't you heard of this child? What's her name?"
【Author’s words】
The most protective heavyweight in this article has appeared! Today is the third day of my menstrual period. I can’t get up from the bed, so I’ll update 8,000 words first to show my respect. I’ll update more tomorrow [milk tea].
I suddenly realized that I updated 68,000 words in the past seven days. I am awesome [Lop-eared rabbit head]
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