55 Zhuhai-Hong Kong Table Tennis Championships
◎Yes, the son-in-law of the national table tennis team has risen from the players to the coaching level.◎
This National Table Tennis Championships.
The Buddha personally led the women's team, taking care of every detail.
"Have you packed everything?" Standing at the hotel entrance, Mr. Fo helped the girls unload their bags and suitcases from the bus one by one, offering a series of reminders. "Take care of your rackets! Don't leave them lying around! If they get dropped or dented, don't come to me and cry! And if your rubbers lose their elasticity, change them quickly. Time your changes carefully, so the glue and expander oil won't dry by the time the match starts..."
The Chinese table tennis team did not perform well in Tokyo, and the General Administration of Sport approved little funding, so four sparring partners were squeezed into a room of two.
The contestants were paired to a room, and Zhu Qi and A Shui had always lived together, so naturally they chose the same room.
After the suitcases were put into the room, everyone started taking their sportswear out of the suitcases. After changing, they immediately gathered on the first floor and prepared to go to the training ground to warm up.
The coaches walked in front, and the team doctors and physical trainers followed behind, protecting the athletes in the middle.
Zhu Qi was at the front of the players, following behind the Buddha.
Unlike two years ago when he followed Chang Hongxia and Maomao, he has now become an adult.
While saying, "Athletes are either exercising or preparing to exercise," Ah Shui took out a piece of bread from his pocket and ate it.
She always has a bunch of snacks in her pocket, and she can share them with people around her wherever she goes.
"Come, eat, eat, you're welcome."
Qin Xiaoba automatically came over and stretched out his hand: "Give me a big one."
The two children followed their sister, eating and looking around.
"Well, this one was really well organized. Our athletes' badges were really big, and we could see our five-star red flag right away."
"Who told Japan to make their flag so huge during the last World Games? It's only two colors. I don't understand what they did with it."
Enter the training ground.
Everyone saw the red group heading straight for the pool table in the corner.
Buddha slammed his hand on the table and spoke to the players next to him who were wearing sportswear from other countries.
"Sorry, this table is ours."
The outsourced players who had just put down their golf bags and were about to train saw this situation and immediately packed up their things and left.
There is nothing we can do about it. Chinese table tennis still has a place at the moment. If we play well, we can be dominant.
Zhu Qi looked at their confused backs as they left and clicked his tongue.
They still don't understand the placeholder genes engraved in the DNA of the Chinese.
When training, they all like to grab the table in the corner.
This way you don't have to run around to pick up the ball, as it will be blocked by the barriers on both sides and at the back. You can get the ball by taking a few more steps.
Before he finished warming up, Zhu Qi saw several cameras set up in the corner, and every lens was aimed at him.
“?” Zhu Qi.
What is this doing?
Ah Shui pouted at a young man standing behind a barrier not far away.
"Look, aren't those the sports reporters from CCTV5? Why are they watching us train?"
Zhu Qi saw a reporter he knew, Sen Qiaobei, who had interviewed him and Gao Xiaofeng in the Tokyo Direct Tournament.
Coincidentally, the other person was also looking at her.
Two years later, the intern reporter was promoted to a regular employee. He changed into a casual suit with an access card hanging on his chest.
Reporter Sen waved at her and Zhu Qi nodded, which was considered a greeting between them.
A separate area has been set aside next to the training ground, where the championship trophy, the highest honor of the National Table Tennis Championships, is placed.
The second and third place winners of the National Table Tennis Championships, which is held every three years, receive medals and souvenirs.
But number one is the Holy Grail.
Every recipient of the Holy Grail will have his or her name engraved on the base.
Last year it was the Russian team that won the Holy Grail, which was kept in Moscow for three years.
When the next National Table Tennis Championships begins, the previous champion must bring the Holy Grail back to the competition site.
Only if you win it three times in a row or four times intermittently can you get a smaller replica cup issued by the International Table Tennis Federation.
So this year, the Russian team carried the Holy Grail again, but they made a bold statement in an interview before the start of the competition: "We will bring the Holy Grail back to Moscow once again. Glory belongs to Russia!"
Each champion can keep the trophy at home or place it in the national team for safekeeping and display.
The International Table Tennis Federation will also engrave the winner's name on the Holy Grail and pass it down.
In all individual events of the National Table Tennis Championships, only one person has won three consecutive championships.
That was Ren Xinhua, now 59 years old, who was the captain of the national women's team led by Mr. Shi from the time the Chinese team first participated in the National Table Tennis Championships in 1953 to the late 1960s.
It will be difficult for other players to reproduce such glory.
After the training, Zhu Qi and A Shui changed their clothes in the locker room and went to the exhibition hall to observe the two holy grails.
A Shui looked at it eagerly through the display glass: "Wow, it's so beautiful!"
The holy grail of the girl group is called the "Miriam" cup.
The trophy is designed to resemble a fencing blade wrapped around the Holy Grail, with the trophy resting on the hilt. The unique design allows the trophy to be held close to the hilt.
It symbolizes that the female warriors have earned this honor in the competitive world through their own strength.
The silver shape, the smooth craftsmanship, and the thick and luxurious base. A cold white chandelier is specially placed on top, making this holy grail look very sacred.
Next to it is the "Pembroke" Cup for the men's singles champion. These two names are named after the two founders of the International Table Tennis Federation, one male and one female.
Zhu Qi's eyes fell on the "Miriam" Cup. Ren Xinhua's name appeared three times, and the time of winning the championship was marked behind the name.
Her heart was pounding.
A little excited.
"So much time has passed. Time really doesn't spare us." A man walked over. Ren Xinhua, carrying his briefcase, walked up to the two girls and said with a smile.
Ah Shui was very excited: "Chairman Ren, where is your replica cup? Why don't you show it to us at the national team?"
"It's on display at the General Administration of Sport," Ren Xinhua said with a smile. "They told me to win three consecutive national table tennis championships and exchange my replica cup for a new one."
As a result, I still haven't been able to get her replica cup back.
In 1953, at the age of 17, Ren Xinhua stunned the crowd with her first appearance at the National Table Tennis Championships. Because of her, the "Miriam Cup" was given to the national team for nine consecutive years, never once being taken away by an outside team.
At that time, many white people were afraid of Chinese people wearing red clothes.
As soon as many Europeans and Americans heard that they had been drawn into the same half of the group as the Chinese team, they immediately started buying plane tickets to go home after the game.
Ren Xinhua felt a little sentimental and sighed softly.
It seemed as if everyone thought that this National Table Tennis Championship was Zhu Qi's home court, and they just came along to join in the fun.
Because of the defeat in Tokyo, the situation now is completely reversed from the 1960s. Many children are afraid of European horizontal board tennis, and they are so stressed out that they can't sleep when they are asked to participate in major competitions.
Ah Shui then declared, "We will definitely get the Miriam Cup back!"
Ren Xinhua smiled and said, "Then you must do what you say!"
/
Qin Xiaoba performed well in the GTT series of events and ranked among the top 20 in the world.
When he received the invitation letter from the International Table Tennis Federation to the National Table Tennis Championships, he excitedly held Zhu Qi's mobile phone and shouted to his aunt on the phone.
"Mom! Mom! Turn on the TV during the game and call my uncle and aunt over. Your son is going to be on TV!"
My aunt, speaking calmly from the other end, asked, "Which table is your sister's competition on?"
"Me! It's me! I can compete in the world competition too!"
"Oh my son, you're making me deaf. You've been on the national team for almost three years and this is your first time playing in a world competition. You're so excited, but your sister didn't even make the national team, but she won the World Cup. Look at you again?"
My aunt sang a rap on the phone, and Qin Xiaoba felt happy after being scolded.
He sat next to Zhu Qi and felt very aggrieved: "Is she my mother or your mother? Why doesn't she care about me?"
Zhu Qi touched his brother's head and was about to say a few words of comfort and tell him some things to pay attention to during the game when he was called away by Xu Dong.
Only Ah Shui was drinking water next to the table. Seeing Qin Xiaoba looking dejected, the love of his few teammates was ignited.
"Oh, what's the big deal? Your parents are probably used to watching Bao Bao's games. It's not that they don't value you, they just don't want to put too much pressure on you for your first match. How could a parent not watch your match? They're just saying it, just like my parents."
Qin Xiaoba shook his head. "No, they only watch my sister compete. It's been like this since we were little. I won gold at the city level, and my sister won silver. We cried all the way home. I figured my sister had already won first place so many times, so occasionally coming in second wasn't a big deal; she'd still be on the podium. But my parents were always comforting my sister, and didn't care that I won first place. They didn't celebrate for me after we got home. They even bought my sister the only roast chicken we had that day. In the end, my mom wouldn't even let me display my gold medal, saying she was afraid it would upset my sister. The year I played under-12 and my sister played under-15, we both made the finals. My uncle and aunt came to watch, and I was happy because whenever my sister and I had a match, my parents would go to her. At least they had two people to keep me company. But the four of them were cheering for my sister in the women's competition, and after the match, I couldn't find anyone to hug. My mom always says I'm not as good as my sister. I know and I admit it, but compared to my peers, I'm not that bad. I was pretty good when I was younger..."
Ah Shui's voice softened: "You are a boy, and your parents are here... After all, the elders feel sorry for the one who suffers the most and want her to be loved and cared for more."
Qin Xiaoba sighed, "I just hope my parents can pay half as much attention to me as they do to my sister. When I compete, I can have someone by my side to cheer me on, letting me know that someone cares about my performance."
Seeing his head lower and lower, Ah Shui started to panic.
Oh shit, is he going to cry?
But the bad thing is, she doesn't know how to coax boys.
What should I do about this?
Maomao is not here, Baobao is not here, and the coach is not here either.
Won’t people who come over think she’s bullying Qin Xiaoba?
"Well, I know you actually care about grades, but sometimes you really can't beat the other team, so you're still happy about getting second or third place. Maybe your family thinks you don't care about grades. This is a great opportunity!"
Seeing that Qin Xiaoba didn't move.
A Shui said again.
"And I don't think you're not working hard, you just slack off occasionally, just occasionally. Everyone gets lazy, how does that saying go? Oh, right, you can still make the national team even though you're slacking off and skipping training. That just proves that you're already ahead of 99 percent of the people based on your personal talent! I believe you can handle it! If you want your family to cheer you on, I'll go and cheer for you."
"You?" Qin Xiaoba raised his head. "You're not my family, why are you calling me that?"
He is a person with extremely strong self-healing ability and never wastes time on himself.
That being said, it's impossible for him to really have any opinion about his sister.
After you have expressed and vented some complaints, you will forget about them.
As a result, Ah Shui next to him was more sincere than him, and his considerate look of caring for him made Qin Xiaoba suddenly feel uncomfortable.
Wait, why is she so gentle?
Why should we cheer him on?
Come on, family?
She wants to be his family?
But they are not related by blood, so the only way they can be a family is...
"Why do you still want to be my family member? You are not secretly in love with me, are you?" Qin Xiaoba's eyes suddenly widened, and then he laughed wildly.
“?” Ah Shui.
"What about chicken feathers?" Ah Shui was furious.
"You said it yourself, that you should cheer me up as a family member. Comrade Fang Miao, if you want to confess your feelings, please be more cautious. At least buy a bouquet of flowers, right?"
A Shui picked up the bottle of mineral water next to him and threw it over.
"I'll be your grandmother, so I can cry at your grave when you die. I'm really sick for wanting to comfort you... Oh no, it's you who's sick! You bastard! I won't even look at you in front of a dead mother. Take a piss and look at your dead face. How can I confess to you? Do you deserve it?!"
"Why are you blushing?"
"Go to hell!"
Zhu Qi was called away by Xu Dong to pick up his team uniform for the National Table Tennis Tournament. When he returned, he saw Ah Shui riding on Qin Xiaoba, strangling his neck, looking very ferocious.
Qin Xiaoba yelled, "Murder! Sister! Save me!"
Then, A Shui stuffed the towel around his neck into Qin Xiaoba's mouth and continued to strangle him.
Reason told Zhu Qi that she should go and save her brother.
But Zhu Qi's emotions told him that Qin Xiaoba was definitely strong enough to break free on his own. If he hadn't, it meant that he was... enjoying it?
So Zhu Qi took a picture of this scene with his camera, intending to keep it and use it to mock them ten years later.
Adding a little seasoning to the busy and boring training can make the results achieved through hard work and sweat a little sweeter.
/
After two days of adaptation, the National Table Tennis Championships finally began on the eleventh day of November.
At that time, people did not have the concept of Double Eleven. They only knew that two Elevens sounded very similar to Singles' Day for single people.
The atmosphere in the 1990s was much more open than that in the 1980s.
In the evening, many parks are filled with young men and women walking and chatting.
Many hotels have also begun to provide "small umbrellas" and contraceptive pills.
Zhu Qi and A Shui also took two pills to delay their menstrual period.
They naturally know that eating this can easily cause endocrine disorders, but there is nothing they can do.
Who made the National Table Tennis Championships coincide with this menstrual cycle?
The only way to delay your period is to take medicine.
A Shui opened the curtains in the room and saw a dead moth flying in from outside.
She shouted, "What a bad sign!" While pinching the moth away with a tissue, she bowed towards the rising sun and muttered to herself.
Zhu Qi packed up his things and urged, "Hurry up, it's time to gather."
"On such an important day, I can't ruin the feng shui I've arranged."
Zhu Qi said with a smile: "What Feng Shui?"
Ah Shui pointed at a red handkerchief on the TV, then at a five-pointed star made of matches by the window, and finally at a gold medal hanging on a handle by the door. "See? This is called the South-Facing-North Red Light Formation. It can bless us to reach the finals! I saw it in a book!"
"You're just doing this kind of useless stuff. I've never seen you talk so much like this before. If you were in the 1970s, you'd be in jail."
"You're an undefeated general, but I'm not. I'm just tired of losing and want to try some luck." Ah Shui said pitifully, carrying his bag and rubbing his left eye. "I don't know why, but I've felt anxious since I woke up."
"You're not that bad, are you? We've played a lot of games before, big and small. And you're drawn in Zone E this time. The players in this zone are all old opponents you've faced before. It's like the eighth of heaven. Beating them is a piece of cake." Zhu Qi reached out and touched her head. "Are you sick?"
"Maybe it's my first time playing in the National Table Tennis Championships, so I'm a little nervous." Ah Shui also touched his forehead and found his body temperature was normal. At this point, Ah Shui, in order to ease his mood, pulled Zhu Qi aside and asked, "Weren't you nervous when you participated in the World Championships?"
"No."
"Why?"
"You get used to it after playing more. When I was on the provincial team, I went out to play in outdoor games every day and was punished many times to reflect on my mistakes."
Ah Shui sighed, "Ah, I'm used to losing so many times. Last time, because you went back to study for the college entrance examination, I didn't make it to the semi-finals of the GTT peak competition. Master Fo almost scolded me to death and even made me write a 10,000-word self-criticism and copy the sports newspaper. Every time this happens, I think, if only you and Maomao were here, you would definitely make it to the finals, and Coach Xu wouldn't have to worry so much."
"That's not the way to say it. You've improved in the past two years and have a bit more confidence in yourself. Before a match, you can't keep thinking about whether you're going to lose."
That being said.
But Zhu Qi felt that A Shui's desire for victory was not that strong.
A Shui has always been like this. For her, playing table tennis is a spiritual satisfaction.
It’s not that she doesn’t pursue honor. Sometimes when she fails to win a game she should have, she will lock herself in her room and cry. It’s just that she has never hit rock bottom. In Maomao’s words, it’s because she had lived too comfortably in the first half of her life.
Only after experiencing desperate situations can people unleash their greatest potential.
A Shui's potential...
The key to open it has not been found yet.
Sometimes Zhu Qi thinks that it’s actually pretty good for Ah Shui to just be so happy playing table tennis.
Everyone has their own pursuits. Only Ah Shui knows what she wants to pursue. There is no need for every athlete to follow the steps and become a gold-winning robot.
But the Buddha doesn't think so.
In the first round of the National Table Tennis Championships, Master Fo was responsible for giving off-court instructions to A Shui. Looking at A Shui swinging his racket back and forth in front of the table, his face was gloomy.
Xu Dong had already brought out the quick-witted Zhu Qi after they had changed their clothes, but Ah Shui was still playing the seventh and decisive round.
The team could have won the fifth game directly, but after Ah Shui breathed a sigh of relief, the opponent scored four points in a row. In the sixth game, he was too soft to make a killing move, and the game was dragged on to the seventh game.
Zhu Qi glanced at the score.
The opponent is a female player from Kazakhstan, whose level is T3. It is an outstanding performance for her to be able to play against A Shui until now.
In the seventh game, A Shui was leading by six points, and he scored 11 points in one go to successfully advance.
The Buddha breathed a sigh of relief and stood up to applaud A Shui.
Several other Chinese players also made it through to the first round of the 64-to-32 round, but Mr. Foye remained unhappy. His face, already solemn and imposing, became even more stern and furious when he frowned.
A Shui knew that he had not fought well, so after changing his clothes, he followed Xu Dong with his neck shrunk. He tried to bypass Master Fo and sneak back, but he was still discovered.
"I really don't understand. What were you hesitating about? The eighth ball in the fifth inning was such a good opportunity. If you had just let go and rushed at her, you would have definitely scored! But in the end, you just wasted the chance!"
——"Fang Miao, I've told you many times! You must seize the critical moment! Don't give the other party any chance!"
——"You were lucky this time. The opponent's level was not as good as yours. But if you met someone with similar or better skills, you would be beaten!" ...
A Shui won, but was also scolded.
There was a men's singles match in the afternoon. They were too tired from the match to watch it, so they went back to the hotel to rest early.
Zhu Qi was taking a shower in the shower room. When he came out with a towel wrapped around him, he saw Ah Shui still lying on the bed, half dead, and laughed.
"I have a chocolate sandwich cookie in my bag. Do you want one?"
"Eat!" Ah Shui sat up with a thud and reached out to Zhu Qi. "I'm in urgent need of energy now."
Zhu Qi tossed her his bag. Ah Shui unzipped it, took out the biscuits, and ate them with a sizzling sound. He sighed as he ate, "Actually, I think I played pretty well in the seventh inning. Why does Master Buddha keep scolding me?"
"He values you. If you were a hopeless player, he wouldn't bother with you." Zhu Qi sat on the bed, wiping his hair while looking at Ah Shui with dismay. "There are so many events in the Moscow World Games. You can't let Maomao and I compete in four, right? The more people who can fill in, the better. You're the best among the newcomers, so you need to be nurtured."
A Shui was happy after hearing this.
That's true.
Although I have only been in the first team for three years.
Not only did she secure an absolute main position in the Tokyo Qualifying Tournament, but she also made it into the top 64 in the world at the age of 17 and secured a singles spot in the National Table Tennis Championships.
Ah Shui stuffed a handful of biscuits into his mouth. "That's not right. The whole family left in anger. We'll just leave it to fate as far as we can go... Hiccup—table tennis is getting harder and harder these days. The level of the outsourced players has also improved. Oh, I wish I could have lived in the 1960s. Back then, Chinese table tennis was so dominant that it shook the world. Everyone was afraid of the Chinese team."
"Every generation has its own long journey to take." Zhu Qi took out his racket, peeled off the softened rubber, and prepared to replace it with a new one. "They were able to lay the foundation for a table tennis powerhouse, driving the white men off the podium. This must have been a tremendous investment of blood and sweat. What we need to do is continue this glory."
Before the 1960s, the Japanese team dominated the table tennis world for a period of time, and before that, the Swedish team controlled table tennis.
People in each era shoulder different responsibilities. Now we may feel that the level of outsourced players has improved, playing basketball has become very difficult, and we often encounter all kinds of monsters and demons.
Zhu Qi feels that the group of predecessors in the 1960s must have made a lot of efforts to break Japan's undefeated myth at that time.
A Shui feels that Zhu Qi's temperament has become more resolute since he joined the Bayi team. He made people feel safe before, and now he feels even more secure.
Zhu Qi told her about several military lessons he had taken in the military control center, all of which were very meaningful.
Seventy years ago, people were enjoying porridge and rice at home. One second they were discussing whether this year would be a good harvest and they would have a good life, and the next second someone would rush in with a bayonet.
"All we paid was some sweat and pressure, but that generation paid with their lives..." said Zhu Qi.
A Shui thought it made sense and nodded.
After thinking for a while, Ah Shui sat up from the bed, pulled a stool and sat next to Zhu Qi: "Bao Bao, if you retire in the future, what are you going to do?"
“I haven’t thought about it yet.”
"I think you're a very suitable coach. If you stay with the national team as a coach like Coach Xu, you will definitely be able to lead a very strong team!"
"Let's talk about the future later." Zhu Qi put down the towel and prepared to check whether the glue on his rubber had dried up. He needed to change to a new rubber for the next day's game.
"Speaking of this, do you think our Coach Xu is in a bad mood?"
"Huh?" Zhu Qi was stunned. Xu Dong hadn't shown anything wrong in front of her, and she had been preparing for the competition for the past two days and hadn't really paid much attention. "What's wrong?"
"Before coming to the National Table Tennis Championships, I went to Xu Dongjie's office to submit some materials and overheard her talking to her family on the phone. I didn't mean to eavesdrop; Xu Dongjie was making the call right in front of me. Her family was urging her to return home."
"You're doing well in the national team, why would you go home?"
"Have you forgotten? Sister Xu Dong is 30 years old this year. Her family thinks she's old enough to get married, so they asked her to go home and go on a blind date!"
Zhu Qi was speechless.
Absolutely amazing.
Being urged to get married is something that no matter which generation, you cannot escape.
"But Xu Dong said she wanted to wait until after the Moscow Games to consider her own affairs. Her family was making a fuss, saying things like, 'If the Moscow Games are over, she's already 34, and she should get married and have kids soon.' They talked for a long time, and after Xu Dong hung up, she wasn't in a good mood," Ah Shui lamented, remarking something Zhu Qi considered quite advanced for her age. "I really don't understand. Is marriage and having children the only future for all women?"
"Of course not." Zhu Qi applied the swelling oil, checked to make sure every spot was properly coated, and then placed the rubber out of the sun to air dry. "A low-quality marriage is not as good as high-quality solitude. A person's destiny should always be in their own hands. If you think you'll be happier living alone than with someone, then don't get married. After all, the government will take care of us when we're old, so what's there to be afraid of?"
"But I do like children. If I have children in the future, I will let them recognize you as their godmother." Ah Shui took Zhu Qi's hand and said, "I will give birth to a child for you and ours! Eh... this sentence is weird. Anyway, this is what I mean!"
"That's great. I can become a mother without any pain. Then the father will pass away and the son will be kept. It wouldn't be bad for us to raise the child together." Zhu Qi joked.
Ah Shui clapped his hands: "That's it! Oh, no..."
Zhu Qi was puzzled: "Why is it not working again?"
"I'm worried that one of my buddies might get anxious. What if he waits in the back and waits until he's become a wife-waiting rock and still can't see you? Wouldn't I be a sinner then?"
"What are you saying?" Zhu Qi looked up, not understanding.
Ah Shui said with a playful smile: "It's nothing, nothing. I just said that many people are your little fans now. Lao Qin said that a good woman is afraid of a man who is clinging to her. What if someone shamelessly pursues you..."
"Chasing for someone," Zhu Qi said, standing up and preparing to pack up his sneakers. "If you two are really bored, go practice mixed doubles. Stop dwelling on who likes who and who's getting married. What the hell does a 17-year-old kid know about love?"
"I won't practice mixed doubles with him. Lao Qin and I don't have the same synergy as you and Da Ling."
"Didn't you two play well when you practiced with us?"
"That's because sparring is definitely different from a proper match! He doesn't understand cooperation at all. If I were to play mixed doubles with him, we'd definitely argue. I don't practice mixed doubles..." Ah Shui suddenly realized and grabbed Zhu Qi's hand. "So, isn't that what the Buddha wants me to play mixed doubles with Lao Qin? Damn it, I'd rather die!"
"Master Buddha didn't say that. I think based on the current configuration of the national team, you and Qin Shang would be a better match. Daxiong just changed his skills and is not suitable for doubles. Fat Tiger's skills have declined in the past two years and he has been half-abandoned by the coaching staff. Song Linzhou and you are both left-handed, so there is no way we can play in mixed doubles. Only Qin Shang has a doubles foundation. There are so many mixed doubles competitions, it is impossible for Song Linzhou and I to play in every one. Besides you and Qin Shang, who else can we play?"
"Impossible, impossible! You must be overthinking it. The Buddha wouldn't be so cruel to me!" Ah Shui shook his head frantically, rejection written all over his body. "By the way! Can't you and Lao Qin also play mixed doubles? Even though you're both right-handed, you're siblings, so you'll definitely be more coordinated than me!"
"Isn't that cruel to me? You really want me to tire myself out by competing in four events at the Moscow World Games!!!"...
The other two male protagonists of the incident passed by the door of their room. Qin Xiaoba heard a vague mention of himself from inside. While drinking soda, he asked Song Linzhou beside him: "What are they talking about? Mixed doubles or not?"
Song Linzhou shrugged: "I don't know."
The men's table tennis players played well this time and all successfully advanced to the second round.
Although Shi Ge was satisfied, he did not take it lightly.
Because this time...
"The Japanese team, the Korean team, the Russian team, the Swedish team... these four teams have always attached great importance to table tennis and have successfully advanced. The level of the outsourced teams is also getting higher and higher." Ren Xinhua sat in his room, watching the game record tape specially filmed by the logistics department.
Sitting next to them were the head coaches of the men's and women's teams, and the three of them were discussing their competitors for this competition.
"Don't judge the girl from North Korea by her appearance. I heard that she used a very rare anti-arc rubber." As Ren Xinhua said this, he unscrewed the medicine bottle and took a blood pressure pill.
Whenever there is a big competition like this.
Almost all coaches have a bottle of antihypertensive drugs in their hands.
I suffer from insomnia and high pressure every night, and every time I dream I am sitting on the sidelines coaching.
Upon hearing this, Foye sat up straight: "What?! What anti-loop rubber?! What is that?! To prevent loop balls?"
"Yes," Ren Xinhua nodded. "If there's looping, there's anti-looping rubber. It's said to be a new, special rubber that's been certified by the Table Tennis Association and is now qualified for tournament use."
Shi Ge also felt that something was wrong: "North Korea usually keeps quiet, but when they strike, they use a killer move. I wonder when they developed this special rubber? None of us have ever seen it before."
Ren Xinhua took a deep breath and felt her solar plexus beating faster. If the antihypertensive medicine didn't have a fixed dosage, she would have wanted to swallow the whole bottle.
The two men were dejected. Ren Xinhua glanced at them, hugged his arms and rubbed his sore temples.
These useless men...
Well, the son-in-law of the national table tennis team has risen from the players to the coaching level.
After thinking for a while, Ren Xinhua said, "Call Bao Bao over. This girl has a lot of tricks up her sleeve."
【Author’s words】
The entire men's table tennis team is very ~ hehe.
Someone mentioned wanting to see the forum version. I calculated the timeline, and the internet was already very developed in 2015, with everyone having a mobile phone. Now, we're only 20 years away from the internet age. Bao Bao will only be 38 in 20 years. I think he could be featured online as a veteran and be "excavated" by contemporary fans, hahaha. After all, there are still a lot of videos from the 1990s. I'll write about it in the extra chapter when the time comes~
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