46 Tokyo World Games-Mixed Doubles
◎【1st update】This is also a closed-book exam given by Ren Xinhua to Zhu Qi.◎
The second game begins.
After the two sides changed sides, everyone saw that the two players of the Chinese team began to exchange formations. The original offensive and defensive areas of men on the left and women on the right became women on the left and men on the right.
"What's going on?" Qin Xiaoba was also confused. "Why did you change positions? If so... are you planning to play midfield?"
The commentators looked at the positions of the players from both teams and began to speculate on Ren Xinhua's intention in arranging Zhu Qi and Song Linzhou in such positions.
Russians are tall and strong, which is an advantage. They can catch the ball without running too much. However, in doubles, this may make it more difficult for the opponent to catch the ball.
Judging from the first game, the Russian mixed doubles' wide angle attack seems to be a bit unworkable. The best approach is to attack the opponent's center line.
【Yes……】
While they were talking, three rounds of fierce fighting had already taken place on the field.
Both sides moved as fast as lightning, as if four afterimages were fighting each other.
Because these two Russians want to hit a high-spinning ball, they have to swing their arms widely, which makes it easy for them to collide when they exchange steps.
The white light flew, like a flash of lightning, shuttling back and forth.
Zhu Qi and Song Linzhou are both very fast runners!
Even Zhu Qi, who was defending near the stage, didn't even need to look back to basically determine Song Linzhou's location.
Ren Xinhua's face remained calm, but in fact his hands were clenched tightly into fists, trying to make himself appear calmer.
When she first became a coach, she provided off-field guidance to many people.
Xu Dong, Chang Hongxia, Gao Xiaofeng, He Qianlu... have all received off-court guidance from Ren Xinhua.
The stadium is still the same stadium.
But the kids around the table have all changed.
Zhu Qi has always had good hearing, and he can listen to the rotation and the friction of the ball in the air very accurately.
Several newspapers said that "she seemed to have eyes at the back of her head and could 'see' every ball her partner hit."
And this game also proved it.
The sound of ping-pong is also like the sound of swords clashing.
This sound rubbed Zhu Qi's eardrums, causing his body to react immediately.
Song Linzhou, who had been guarding the middle and far distance, was even more decisive and efficient. As long as he could hit the ball, he would never give the opponent a chance for a second ball.
Although I lost a few points at the beginning, I got better and better at playing later on.
During the transition between offense and defense, the score was at a tense 11:11.
The Chinese team players in the stands all knew that these two points were crucial.
If we win, we can tie the overall score with the Russian team.
If we lose, we will be two games behind the Russian team, which is a huge pressure.
Xu Dong, who was sitting in the stands, was sweating coldly and wished he could play in place of Zhu Qi.
She had trained Zhu Qi and Song Linzhou for half a year and was very familiar with the playing styles of both children.
Although Song Linzhou's level is stable, unlike many athletes whose touch is fluctuating, he often gives coaches a heart attack.
But for a player like this, although his lower limit is high, his upper limit is also low.
Song Linzhou's stable performance means that it is easy for his opponents to adapt to his style of play.
If the technical levels of both sides are similar, the longer the fight lasts, the more disadvantageous it will be for Song Linzhou.
But after the first game, Song Linzhou suddenly seemed like a different person. He no longer hesitated in his shots and even hit many self-killing shots that hit the net or the edge.
The most iconic serve is the fast-running serve that Zhu Qi often uses beyond the baseline.
Because only when it is 1 cm or less close to the net can it be called over the bottom line; only when the speed can reach 17 meters per second or more can it be called fast running.
Because this kind of serve can easily hit the net and kill oneself, unless it is the creator of this serve, He Qianlu, or the talented Zhu Qi.
But once you practice it, you can do it one after another without making a sound.
The two Russians who were still howling in the first round suddenly stopped talking in the second round, and their shouting became much quieter.
The two of them looked at each other, wondering why they were so passive.
Although the rotation and net-pressure angle of Song Linzhou's new serve are a little lacking, it may be the advantage of the flexibility of the straight blade.
The landing points of his shots were different every time, making it very difficult for Little Snow and Pineapple Head to receive the serve.
One point, two points, being chased by one point, chasing back by one point...
I thought the game would end at 13:11, but it actually lasted until 15:15!
"Fuck, is this a table tennis match or a badminton match? It won't go on for more than 20 points, right?" Qin Xiaoba's neck was sore and he was dazzled by the flying white balls.
Maomao consoled him: "There's a chance, there's a chance. The next round is Baobao's serve! It's our serve round!"
When everyone saw Zhu Qi standing near the middle of the table, question marks began to appear in their heads again, but only the question mark on A Shui's head condensed into a huge exclamation mark.
"Oh my god..." Ah Shui's heart was in his throat.
"What does that mean?" The sparring partners sitting in the back and watching stretched their heads, each of them also very confused.
Zhu Qi shook his wrist, and his entire right hand showed a very relaxed state, and then he threw the ball with his left hand.
After being thrown high, the ball sank quickly.
When the ball falls to the heart position, swing your arm quickly, and the ball is hit by the sponge, like a white meteor, drawing a strange arc that turns sideways in the air, flying hurriedly to the center line position of the opposite side and then quickly bouncing into the air!
The bounce angle is very high!
Almost at a 45-degree angle to the table!
When "Pineapple Head" was gathering strength to catch the ball, he failed to grasp the fast rush of the running ball and the ball flew straight out.
Out of bounds.
Zhu Qi scored.
"What is this?!" The male team members next to them almost jumped up from their stools.
Although not in the same team.
But the men's team has always heard that Zhu Qi practices very hard and has been practicing the new serve, but they never saw her use it during the qualifying tournament.
"This isn't just a quick sprint. Why is the topspin so strong?" Xiong Ge was also confused. He stared at Zhu Qi's serve with wide eyes. "Because it's so close to the net, it usually produces backspin, because backspin balls sink when they're served. This is the first time I've seen a topspin ball hit so low, over the baseline, without any drift."
How...did she do that?
From Song Linzhou's perspective, he found that Zhu Qi's hand holding the racket had changed.
Use your thumb and index finger to pinch the entire racket where the handle and the racket face meet.
"...Gripping the racket this way makes it easier to adjust the shape," Maomao said. "Gently pushing the racket with your fingers creates a different spin. Even though it's a topspin shot, it hits the net very low."
It has the same effect as her hook serve.
When Zhu Qi was studying this upgraded version of the "super-baseline rapid running" serve, he referred to the angle and feel of the cat's hook gesture.
The last ball of the second game was also won by Zhu Qi and Song Linzhou.
【The score is 1:1 between China and Russia. 】
"Yeah!" There was a cheer from the red area in the stands!
The score is finally tied!
Since we are not playing against the Japanese team today, the interference off the field is obviously reduced by 99%.
Zhu Qi and Song Linzhou both played more comfortably and could concentrate on how to score.
At the beginning of the third game, Zhu Qi played more and more smoothly and more relaxed.
Little Snow and Pineapple Head felt the pressure.
The guy with the pineapple haircut said to his girlfriend, "This Chinese chick doesn't look very powerful, but the ball she hits has a lot of spin."
"I'm so tired from fighting." Little Snow muttered.
"Me too……"
This seemingly weak girl released tremendous pressure invisibly.
Just like a female warrior holding a white sword, the ball hit her like a sword energy, and when it hit their rackets, it seemed to cut their rackets in half.
"It's hard to imagine that such a young player can play such high-quality balls." Pineapple Head covered his face with a towel and wiped it while speaking.
Little Snow sat next to him and asked with interest, "Who do you think is better, her or the two women's singles players from the Chinese team this time?"
"I don't know. Apart from you, I haven't paid attention to any female players." Pineapple Head shrugged.
"Be serious. If the other two Chinese women's singles players are as good as her, then there will be no hope for me in singles!" Little Snow shook his fist, wishing he could hit his boyfriend on the head.
Pineapple Head thought about it seriously and said soothingly, "You can use your racket to smash the heads of women's singles players from any country in the world, except the Chinese team. But it doesn't matter, at least there's still a bronze medal to fight for."
Little Snow, who wasn't comforted at all, rolled his eyes at him and cursed, "I really want to smash your head off with my racket right now."
"In fact, you do this often." ...
The Russian coach came over, looking very anxious: "Now is not the time for flirting, please cheer up! You know they are clacking... you guys are clacking... pay attention in the third game..."
The white-hat coach was dancing with joy. Qin Xiaoba wanted to go over and eavesdrop on what he was saying, but he couldn't understand a single word. He sat back down silently and said, "How come Russians have tongues that dance in their mouths?"
"That's called tongue rolling, don't you know how to do it?" A Shui asked back.
Qin Xiaoba shook his head: "You sound like you can do it."
Maomao looked back at He Qianlu curiously. "Coach He, this coach in the Russian mixed doubles team is your old rival, right? I remember you once came back from a 3-0 deficit to beat him in Berlin, and he retired right after that match."
"Well, his name is Mikhail, which means the same as God in Russian. We all liked to call him 'old angel' at that time." Seeing someone he knew before, He Qianlu perked up a little.
Chang Hongxia also looked over and remembered something: "Oh, right, back then... when you left the national team, he even represented the Russian team and asked you to coach them, right?"
"Yeah." He Qianlu nodded.
But He Qianlu did not go, but became a coach for a provincial team that did not attach much importance to table tennis.
Then, the gears of fate began to turn...
The advice the old angel gave to the two of them didn't work.
In the third game, Little Snow and Pineapple Head were fed with serves and could not find a way to break Zhu Qixin's serve, so they could only bite the bullet and try twisting and rubbing.
The Chinese team scored frequently with their serves and gained an advantage from the start.
The third game ended in less than ten minutes with the Chinese team leading the Russian team 11:8.
[In the third game, the Chinese team defeated the Russian team 2:1.]
Two consecutive games!
This is a huge advantage!
But the Russian team did not seem anxious, and the old angel still slowly and carefully explained the next playing style to his players.
He Qianlu crossed his arms and sat up slightly. "According to the rules of the serve rotation, after a teammate serves, the other team chooses someone to serve, and then it's their turn, and finally it's the other team's turn to serve. Only two points can be scored from Zhu Qi's serve in eight balls, so the Russian team plans to rely on their serve games to score."
The two Russians are tall and have long arms. They can defend and attack when playing. They use slices and topspin to win two points in a row in their own service games.
Although the fourth game was still won by Zhu Qi and Song Linzhou.
But in the fifth game, Little Snow and Pineapple Head continued their momentum, and at their own serving points, they used large angles to pull Zhu Qi and Song Linzhou back and forth, scoring points in succession to catch up with the game number.
[In the fifth game, the Chinese team defeated the Russian team 3:2.]
The situation became tense again.
It's like a tug-of-war where both sides are competing in strength. The red rope in the middle, representing victory, is tilted left and right. Both sides are trying hard but in the end it still returns to the center line.
Zhu Qi covered his face with a towel and felt as if his skin was on fire and was about to turn into steam and disappear.
Song Linzhou, who was standing next to her, noticed her discomfort and reached out to hold her shoulder, asking anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"
"What?" Zhu Qi didn't realize that her fingers were shaking very slightly.
What Xu Dong had been worrying about just now finally happened. She clenched her fingers nervously: "Oh no."
"What's wrong?" Ah Shui's nerves were also extremely tense, and he sat up immediately.
He Qianlu expressed Xu Dong's inner thoughts: "When serving, he half-grips the racket and only uses his fingers to exert force, so his fingers are strained and cramped."
For table tennis players, the most important things are eyes and fingers.
Because your eyes need to keep watching the spin and path of the ball, your fingers are responsible for rotating the racket to add spin to the ball.
At the beginning of the fourth game, Little Snow and Pineapple Head deliberately adjusted the angles, forcing Zhu Qi to run frequently on the left and right sides, near and far tables, in order to consume Zhu Qi's physical strength.
Zhu Qi's movements slowed down.
It seems like I'm always one step short when hitting the ball.
At the beginning of the fifth game, the Chinese team lost points one after another.
Soon the Russian team opened up a four-point gap.
Pineapple Head is a chopper who is very good at reducing the spin on the ball at a long distance and hitting back high balls with strong spin.
Zhu Qi felt that all the high-spin balls he hit were like being deflected by a small force. They were like a flash of lightning when they flew past, but fell softly on the table when they were hit back.
The stiffness of his fingers also caused Zhu Qi's rotation to always be a little off.
hateful.
She bit her lips, again and again, using up almost all her strength...
2:6, 4:8, 5:9...
[Sixth game, China 6:11 Russia]
[Sixth game, Chinese team 3:3 Russian team]
The red lights in the stands flickered wildly, and screams, shouts, and cheers resounded through the sky.
Finally it’s the deciding game.
Qin Xiaoba tried not to cry out: "I think my sister is really not feeling well. Why don't you call a medical timeout?"
"I can't afford to yell. It's only when there's a major accident that we can yell." said Maomao.
A Shui was afraid of the pain and didn't want to pinch herself, so she pinched Qin Xiaoba's side next to her. "It's over. Those two Russians knew they couldn't break Bao Bao's serve, so they deliberately wore her down and played with her from far away. I think Bao Bao is sweating more than Da Ling. What should we do in the seventh game?"
The girl in red stood next to the pool table, her whole body wet as if she had just been washed.
The hair on his forehead was soaked with sweat, which condensed into water droplets and fell one by one.
Xu Dong couldn't even hear other people's voices now. She was in a state of being separated from her soul. She couldn't answer A Shui's question.
The seventh and deciding game begins.
Just one step away from the top podium.
Although the mixed doubles group also has a spot in the World Games, almost everyone in the team knows it.
No one wants to play mixed doubles.
This was the first time that mixed doubles was included in the World Games as a major event.
No one knows the tactics and playing styles of other countries' mixed doubles teams, and no one wants to be the first to try something new.
If the World Cup two years ago was the battle that made Zhu Qi famous.
Then this child still needs a battle to establish her authority so that everyone can recognize her.
He Qianlu also knows this. If Zhu Qi can get a place in the women's singles this year, if Zhu Qi can win the women's singles championship this year - then the only piece of the Grand Slam puzzle left is the National Table Tennis Championships.
Zhu Qi is likely to make history and become the youngest Grand Slam winner in table tennis history.
But He Qianlu also knew.
Because of his own intervention, many of Zhu Qi's techniques and tactics came from himself, and were almost mostly replicas.
He Qianlu was surprised that Ren Xinhua did not let Zhu Qi play in the women's singles.
It was his first time as a coach, and he only knew to teach Zhu Qi everything he knew, but he forgot whether he could adapt to the era of big balls.
After all, many of my tactics are still from the small ball era.
Can't fully adapt to the current arena.
Mixed doubles is not Zhu Qi's first choice, but it is also a World Games event after all.
Zhu Qi is the first person in the Chinese table tennis team to be able to participate in the World Games after only two years in the national team.
She even made it to the finals.
Just one step away from the gold medal, just one game away.
God, you can't be that cruel.
He Qianlu had kept his eyes open for too long, and when he blinked, tears were squeezed out from the corners of his eyes. He reached out and found that Xu Dong, who was sitting in front of him, also had red eyes...
The entire sixth game was extremely difficult for Zhu Qi, and it was over before he could react.
Ren Xinhua was neither hurried nor slow, and first handed them both a bottle of water.
Zhu Qi has been practicing topspin, and this happens when his fingers are overloaded.
During normal training, there is a physical trainer watching over us, so this situation will not occur because we can combine work and rest.
But now that we're in the game, it's not to the point where we need to call a medical timeout.
Moreover, Zhu Qi could not show any sign of being particularly uncomfortable, otherwise if his opponents saw him, they might use it as a target for attack.
Ren Xinhua held her hand and pretended to explain tactics to Zhu Qi and Song Linzhou while massaging Zhu Qi's fingers.
After all, I have been a head coach for so many years and have encountered all kinds of things.
I was not idle when I was having surgery at the Munich World Games. I read some books on medical care.
She first rubbed Zhu Qi's knuckles, then rubbed his cramped fingers, and finally massaged his wrists, forearms and shoulders bit by bit.
Zhu Qi felt much better and nodded to indicate that he could continue fighting.
Her physical fitness has always been good. She has a physical trainer watching her during training, so this situation won't happen because she combines work and rest.
But today, because he was a little too eager to achieve results, he frequently used the same serve. In addition, the two Russian players on the opposite side kept maneuvering themselves at large angles. Due to the frantic running and strain, his physical energy was consumed a little too quickly.
The seventh and final game.
Zhu Qi cursed, his heart burning as if on fire.
It's really difficult and annoying.
These two Russians like to waste time and make multiple moves, but they never confront each other head-on.
As soon as she got the rebound, she sliced the ball and defended.
Aren't Russians said to be reckless?
How come you are not impulsive at all!
Ren Xinhua knew what Zhu Qi was thinking and began to relax them both: "Don't worry, relax a little and clear your mind."
Song Linzhou was waiting for Chairman Ren to arrange tactics for him, but when he heard her say there was no rush, he began to feel troubled.
How can we not be anxious?
The final round is the deciding round.
He subconsciously wanted to look at the podium not far away, but was stopped by Ren Xinhua in time.
"Da Ling, don't think about the podium right now. It has nothing to do with you. The most important thing for you right now is to adjust your tactics and not be manipulated by the opponent and fall into their trap."
Ren Xinhua's words made Song Linzhou suddenly sober up and look away.
The worst thing to do during a game is to be distracted.
One look at the podium and his mind would be drawn back to it.
The two children drank the water slowly.
Most of my physical strength has also been restored.
Zhu Qi shook his legs to get used to Song Linzhou's wristband and make sure there was no problem.
There were only five seconds left before the start of the seventh game, but Ren Xinhua didn't say a word of tactical analysis, allowing the players with congested heads to calm down enough, and then he said something to Zhu Qi at the last second.
"The highest level of strategy is to command the enemy."
This was also a closed-book exam given by Ren Xinhua to Zhu Qi.
She did not tell Zhu Qi specifically what to do. She did not want to give the two children a fixed, completely rigid standard answer. She needed to see the two children's ability to respond in desperate situations.
Ms. Ren Xinhua, a master of psychological tactics, the first female Grand Slam winner in the history of Chinese table tennis, three consecutive champions of the National Table Tennis Championships, and the head coach of the table tennis team, also made a big gamble.
If Zhu Qi was smart enough, he would know what to do.
Zhu Qi's gaze surged at that moment, like tiny flickering streams of light transforming into a boiling ocean. The corners of her mouth curved slightly, a confident expression on her face.
The soreness in her fingers turned into a strange itch that went all the way to her heart.
The seventh inning begins.
Players from both teams come on the court.
Xiao Snow has studied and learned Zhu Qi's playing style in detail, and her technical system is very similar to Zhu Qi's.
As a player who combines topspin with fast attack, Zhu Qi knows all the advantages and disadvantages of this style of play.
She looked at the blonde, blue-eyed female player standing opposite her, as if she were seeing another version of herself wearing a blue and white striped sportswear and a tricolor flag on her chest.
This is what Ren Xinhua meant.
Treat Snodiava as yourself.
To score, to mobilize, to think in reverse about the opponent's ball's rotation and scoring points.
Zhu Qi took a deep breath and exchanged glances with Song Linzhou next to him.
The latter nodded slightly at her to show his understanding.
The timeout board was removed.
The competition officially begins.
Everyone saw that the Chinese team players' playing style had completely changed.
No longer aggressive, rush to attack the first three boards.
Instead, they adopted the "bubble fungus" tactic to adapt to the Russian team.
Zhu Qi, Song Linzhou and the corner of the table formed a complete triangle.
The prevention and control must be strict.
This is what Xu Dong had told them before, "Beware of the Golden Triangle."
As long as there are people guarding on both sides of the table legs, you will not lose points. Only by not losing points will you have a chance to find points.
The two Russians on the opposite side chatted for a while. The woman said, "After that girl hits a topspin shot, the guy will follow her at the far table, waiting for a lob, and then smash it directly when it hits her."
Pineapple Head nodded.
This is the combination they are best at.
Pineapple Head's smash has always been a scoring point.
With the added strength of his own physique, the ball he hits is more powerful than a small cannon!
It was because of their cooperation that Zhu Qi and Song Linzhou lost several points.
In that case, Zhu Qi simply let Pineapple Head hit a smash...but his smash would always go out of bounds.
[Seventh inning, Chinese team 4:2 Russian team]
What's going on?
Little Snow looked back at his partner, who also looked puzzled and looked down at the racket in his hand.
There are no problems with the ball receiving point, arm swing angle, or the force used.
Why does it always go out of bounds?
Little Snow and Pineapple Head wanted to hit more boards and score points with their expertise in mid-table smashes, but in fact the Chinese team seemed to be following their script all the time, but as soon as they scored one point, the next point was snatched away by the Chinese team.
The audience in the stands were also confused.
Even the explanation is not to the point.
Although the "Jumping Lion Step" is very confusing, the movement of the knees will not lie!
It's the shoulders that deceive your opponent when you're shaking! But when you really want to move, the correct direction is your knees!
Asians are not tall, and when approaching the center table, the opponent's knees will be blocked by the table and the net.
Pineapple Head is not convinced!
But as Slavs from the cold north, they were 1.9 meters tall and could even see the toes of the two people opposite them clearly! ...Well, okay, they were wearing shoes now.
Only Song Linzhou, who was standing next to Zhu Qi, knew.
When Zhu Qi returns Snow's topspin ball, he will add a little backhand "twist" feel to it.
Add a little side spin to the ball, because the racket hits the white ball at different points, and the friction feels different.
If a player doesn't notice it, it's easy for him to hit the ball farther than he imagined, causing it to go out of the table.
Pineapple Head lost two points in a row to Zhu Qi. He couldn't figure out the reason and didn't dare to use smash anymore. He could only continue to use his forehand to pull the ball back and forth.
Who knew that this was what Song Linzhou was waiting for? His forehand push was extremely fast.
Before I could blink, the ball was hit back!
Zhu Qi was surprised at Song Linzhou's ball speed and knew that he was using 43-degree rubber, the highest degree in the team.
This kind of rubber is too soft and as bouncy as if it were inflated.
The error rate is very high and it is difficult to control the friction between the ball and the rubber.
But the ball was so fast and buoyant, and had such strong penetrating power that it bounced off the table like a dart.
Zhu Qi's knee is facing left. Is he trying to attack sideways on the left half of the table?
Okay! Then he'll hit the ball down the middle!
——The girl stopped right in the middle of the table and hit back with a lob! Score!
Zhu Qi's knee is facing right. Is he trying to use his backhand to twist and pull to hit a small triangle?
Okay! Then he'll stay close to the table and prepare for a short shot!
——The girl then shifted to the left and quickly pulled the ball backhand! She created a counter-spin! She scored!
By the 10th ball, the score was [6:4].
The Chinese team leads by two points.
Pineapple Head slapped his head and finally reacted.
It seemed like they were only two points behind, but the next game was Zhu Qi's serve, and it was easy for Zhu Qi to win two points in a row with a sideways serve!
That's a four-point gap!
They have been led by the Chinese team!
No matter what kind of ball they play, the Chinese team members seem to know where the ball will land in advance and wait at the receiving point first!
As a professional table tennis player, through years of training, I have accumulated muscle memory and an understanding of rotation.
In fact, everyone can estimate where the ball will land, but there is no guarantee that every ball can be calculated so clearly.
But the two Chinese players on the opposite side were confident of winning every ball.
Why? Why is this happening?
It's fine if it's a singles match, but this is doubles! Mixed doubles!
Even with their close relationship, Pineapple Head couldn't guarantee that he could cooperate with Little Snow so perfectly!
How did these two Chinese people do it?
I didn't see them using any code words?
Is there some kind of encrypted call that is unique to Chinese people?
But they didn't have any communication.
How could he crack this code?
This question made Pineapple Head dizzy until his girlfriend whistled at him, suggesting that he look at the male player on the opposite side.
Pineapple Head suddenly realized!
That’s right!
As a teammate! This guy must know Zhu Qi's true intentions!
Since he always gets fooled by Zhu Qi's fake moves, why not just keep a close eye on the opposing male player?
Look at the pace and position of the opposing male player when Zhu Qi is about to receive the ball to determine in which area Zhu Qi plans to attack!
The next two serves were still "rapid running" style.
Little Snow and Pineapple Head still followed the original plan, maneuvering Zhu Qi to run in the middle and far distance at a large angle to consume her physical strength.
suddenly!
Pineapple Head saw Song Linzhou's body lowered slightly and moved backwards with crab steps!
It suddenly dawned on him! That’s right!
This man intends to vacate the position near the middle table, which means he is giving Zhu Qiteng room to perform near the table!
Then he would hit a long-range smash!
Don’t give Zhu Qi time to run over!
He thought so and waved his arms vigorously.
Boom——
at the same time.
Almost at the same time, Song Linzhou, who was originally moving backwards, suddenly retracted his steps and ran back to the near stage, while Zhu Qi started running backwards from the far stage.
The moment the racket wrapped around the white ball, Pineapple Head broke out in a cold sweat!
What!
Did Zhu Qi guess he was going to smash it?! Was this guy trying to coordinate with Zhu Qi?! Were they both using fake moves to confuse him?!
But the ball was still hit out, the fast and sharp white ball bounced off the table and flew straight into the distance!
Far platform is not Zhu Qi's strong point.
Qin Xiaoba was more nervous than anyone else. He knew that his sister was not good at long-range shots, and that practicing half-volleys was also to prevent opponents from attacking from far range and to limit his own attacks from close range.
But who would have thought!
The Chinese athlete, participating in her first World Games, suddenly jumped up slightly, her knees and body tilted back into a terrifying angle! A big C-shape!
The hem of her clothes and the cuffs swayed with her steps and body shape, like crackling flames.
Stretch your arms back!
Hold the racket tight!
Swing hard!
The whole person is like a fully drawn bow!
"Damn it!" Qin Xiaoba stood up.
The whole audience was silent, looking at her like a fully drawn bow.
Bang!
The racket hits the white ball hard!
The white ball, leaving a trail of afterimages, smashed straight into the opposite table! Then, it bounced almost vertically, flying towards the ceiling like a supersonic missile!
This, this, this... why do they look so similar...
"...Volleyball?" Ah Shui was stunned.
Everyone was stunned. After a second of silence, the whole audience erupted in shocking cheers.
The result was that Zhu Qi lost his balance after his feet landed on the ground and he fell to his knees with a "duang".
Holy crap.
it hurts! !
Zhu Qi was in so much pain that tears were about to come out, but fortunately he got this point.
The volleyball match before the mixed doubles match was also worth watching.
Ever since watching a volleyball match, she has wanted to try out the power of a volleyball spike, feeling it could be applied to table tennis matches, but she has never found a chance to try it out.
Before the start of the seventh game, Zhu Qi asked Song Linzhou to give him a long ball. Although he didn't know why, Song Linzhou chose to trust his teammate and made room at the far table for her to try and make mistakes.
This was her first attempt, and the effect was... not bad?
It was a bit embarrassing after landing.
The commentators were also shocked and excited.
Normally, a return of an opponent's smash would be handled with a backhand, but this is considered a defensive shot. The backhanded ball is far away, lacks spin, power, and speed, and is easily caught off the board by the opponent. This is the first time I've seen a hard-hitting smash.
Baobao was deliberately creating the illusion of closing the table with his opponent. The Russian players thought they could score by hitting from far away, but in reality, Baobao was jogging diagonally behind them before they could even get their shots off, delivering a powerful smash.
She is naturally very light, so while her kicks don't have the same power as a volleyball, the ball's speed and high bounce make it nearly impossible to return it.
The Russian team now feels like it's been cast in the same script as the Chinese team. The points they were once so proud of have all ended up being ours.
Zhu Qi was half-sitting on the ground, sweat dripping like rain.
One drop, two drops... gathered into a small ball, soaking her neck and shoulders, and almost soaking the upper half of her jersey.
This kind of exciting game... is really enjoyable.
The screams of the mountains and the sea surged in my ears like waves.
She felt her heart pounding.
Her partner, standing at the table, gave her a thumbs-up.
She didn't specify what she was going to do, but she knew the Russians might use the direction of her knees to determine her attacking position.
She did the opposite, deliberately feinting, using reverse thinking to deceive herself first and then deceive her opponent.
Zhu Qi didn't know when Song Linzhou guessed that he had this plan.
Or has he always had this kind of tacit understanding with me?
Song Linzhou could see through his own fake moves, and guessed that Pineapple Head might use his position to make judgments.
He almost anticipated all the thoughts of his teammates and opponents.
Use reverse thinking to judge Zhu Qi's running position and make space for her.
Zhu Qi looked at him standing in the light, and for a moment, he felt as if he had underestimated his partner.
All we know is that he insists on playing basketball because of his love and personal interest. He is the type of person who will go home and inherit the family business if he doesn't play well.
But she forgot that those who could enter Tiantan East Road were never mediocre people, but stars chosen by the red flag.
Once a hole is torn in the steel torrent, the city is no longer as impregnable as it used to be.
The sound of the white ball hitting was heavy and fast, like the sound made when the tips of weapons collide.
The balance of victory began to tilt towards the red zone.
The momentum is unstoppable.
If the audience in the stands could be connected to an electrocardiogram at this time, everyone's heart rate would be as crazy as sound waves.
One point, two points, three points...
Zhu Qi jumped up from the air, and her amazing jumping ability made her more powerful than last time!
Swing, whack, and hit the ball!
The white ball is like an amazing flash of lightning!
It tore through the air, swept through the air currents, and crashed into the table opposite with an extremely strong rotation that was invisible to the naked eye.
The dark blue pupils of Bai Ying and Xiao Xue Nuo blended together, making the color in her eyes lighter.
Then, the ball stirred up a gust of wind along her ears, blowing the light blonde hair on her forehead, and there was only one sentence in her mind.
What's this weird speed?
[Seventh game, close score: Chinese team 13:11 Russian team]
[Seventh game, Chinese team 4:3 Russian team]
The game is over.
The game is actually over.
The whole audience was silent for only a second, and then immediately broke into enthusiastic screams!
The mixed doubles champion of the table tennis event at the Tokyo World Games is the Chinese team!!
This is the first gold medal for the table tennis team!
This is the first World Games gold medal for Zhu Qi, who is only 17 years old!
“We win, we win!!!!”
Someone screamed, completely tearing apart the roaring waves in the audience.
Zhu Qi stood in place, holding the racket tightly in his hand without having time to relax, his arm muscles tense and gathering strength, as if there was another ball to be received.
By the time she reacted, her ears were filled with screams from the entire audience.
She saw Ah Shui and Qin Xiaoba standing in the stands, cheering loudly! Maomao was holding a megaphone and shouting something at her that she couldn't hear clearly! He Qianlu, sitting in the crowd with his arms folded, nodded and smiled at her. Xu Dong waved at her with tears streaming down her face.
She was surrounded by all the shouts, and all the lights in the hall seemed to be poured on her, making the sweat-soaked jersey she was wearing shine like a blazing fire.
She felt dizzy as if she had been exposed to the sun for too long, and her eyes were moist with uncontrollable joy. She couldn't tell whether it was sweat dripping into her eyes or tears.
Until this moment.
Zhu Qi suddenly realized this.
ah.
She won.
She... just won like that?
Just like that... they won the first... World Games championship in the table tennis group?
She once said that she was a person who didn't even have the right to cry after losing a game.
Now... I should be able to cry a little, right?
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Domestically, Jianghuai Province.
A taxi was driving slowly in the deserted suburbs, and the latest news about the World Games was coming from the radio in the car.
The announcer spoke standard Mandarin and delivered the good news to the country with great emotion.
Dear listeners, our Chinese team defeated the Russian mixed doubles team 4-3, winning China's 35th gold medal. With a four-gold advantage, we now hold the top spot among all participating nations in this World Games! Congratulations to the mixed doubles champions! Chinese team athletes Song Linzhou and Zhu Qi!
The customer sitting in the back seat sighed, "Our table tennis team really did a great job this time. Okay, Master, just leave me on the street. Hey, why are you..."
The driver leaned over the steering wheel, sobbing, "This is my niece... She won the World Games championship! She's finally proud of herself!"
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