59 Zhuhai-Hong Kong Table Tennis Championships
◎Why did you mess with her?◎
Zhu Qi saw that his name was engraved on the last line of the "Miriam" cup.
The speed is quite fast. I guess the words are engraved on the base as soon as the result of the competition is announced.
——“1995-1998 Zhu Qi China”
And the front...
——“1953-1956 Ren Xin Hua China”
——“1956-1959 Ren Xin Hua China”
——“1959-1961 Ren Xin Hua China”……
She is the women's singles champion for three consecutive years and the first replica cup winner in the history of the "Miriam" Cup.
After that, only Chang Hongxia won it twice, and no one could replicate Ren Xinhua's glory back then.
Zhu Qi reached out and gently touched the base where his name was printed. His heart was pounding. It was like meeting his lover, with an indescribable joy.
After the game, Xi Lingen also showed his arrogance as a North Korean and refused to communicate with the outside world. He refused to take photos with players other than the Chinese and Russian teams.
The same thing happened during the interview. She would turn around and leave as soon as she saw a white face. She would only give a brief answer to an Asian person who spoke Chinese and held a microphone.
Most of the interview was about the final and Zhu Qi's match, expressing praise for the very exciting match.
This may be related to their national style and some historical remnants of World War II.
I heard that the South Korean side was very dissatisfied with Xi Lingen's behavior and criticized the North Korean player for his rudeness.
But it wasn't just the players who were "rude". The coaches and doctors of the entire North Korean team ignored all this. When they saw the South Korean team head-on, they pretended not to see them and just ran right past them.
The Korean players who were walking side by side were forced to stop at the same time, give way to the people from the north, and then curse them angrily behind them.
The "Miriam" cup was too heavy, so the coaching staff helped carry it back.
This time, the national table tennis team brought a small suitcase specifically for carrying the Holy Grail.
Because it has to be returned after three years, it must be kept properly.
Mr. Buddha happily took on the job of carrying the trophy and couldn't let go of the "Miriam" cup.
When the women's team players looked at the "Miriam" Cup, they all exclaimed "Wow".
"This is the World Table Tennis Championships trophy! It's so cool! Can I touch it?"
Maomao showed a longing expression, which was very similar to the expression Zhu Qi had when she won the women's singles championship at the World Games and looked at her with the same envy.
"Congratulations!" Maomao congratulated Zhu Qi wholeheartedly and extended his arms for a hug. "You're now only one World Games away from a Grand Slam!"
When Zhu Qi hugged her, he felt that the cat had lost a lot of weight.
The muscles on my body are almost gone.
I guess I didn’t eat well during the surgery and didn’t absorb the food well.
"I'm glad you're back. The women's team has been so quiet in the past nine months." Zhu Qi was very happy. She waved to Maomao and A Shui and went to change her clothes.
Ren Xinhua also called the cat away and asked about its recovery.
For A Shui, losing to Jin Lili was a bit embarrassing.
But Maomao came back, and Baobao also took the "Miriam" cup.
A Shui is happy for his friends!
Happy for the reunion too!
It’s true!
Ah Shui, who always loves to be in a lively atmosphere, found a time when no one was paying attention, squatted in the corner of the waiting room, and wiped away his tears again and again.
She blames no one.
I just blame myself for not living up to my expectations.
Fortunately, Zhu Qi got the "Miriam" cup, otherwise she would definitely not be ashamed to return to Beijing.
When Baobao asked her to practice with her right hand, she should have listened to Baobao. Maybe she wouldn't have been so passive when being beaten by Jin Lili.
I used to think that since I had Maomao and Baobao to support me, I didn’t need to shoulder too much responsibility. It would be nice to just follow behind and happily play ball, participate in competitions, and earn prize money.
However, as people play more ball and age, various problems will always arise in their bodies.
What if... She meant what if...
What if one day, Maomao and Baobao are both unwell and unable to participate in the competition?
Who else can take over?
What Bao Bao had said to her before—"What we have to do is to continue this glory."
She...can she do it?
At this moment.
Ah Shui suddenly realized his own powerlessness.
Her tears were getting more and more, she buried her face in her arms, squatted in the corner and bit her lip to prevent herself from making any sound.
Suddenly someone sat next to her. Ah Shui was startled. When she looked up, she saw Qin Xiaoba grinning at her with his teeth bared.
"I knew you were here."
Ah Shui wiped away her tears and hummed softly.
"Who asked you to come? You must be pleased to see me like this, right?"
"Why should I be so proud? Didn't I lose in the quarterfinals? Hey, what's the big deal? It's just a loss. Can't I just win it back later?"
"You know shit." Ah Shui snorted.
"Why shouldn't I understand? I'm not her older sister. I lose games every day, too. There were times when I lost so badly that I dreamt of losing and woke up crying. My coach says I'm talented, but compared to my older sister, my talent is so insignificant. I even doubted whether I was cut out for basketball."
Is this true or false?
A Shui glanced at him and didn't realize that this kid was always smiling and laughing, and also cried because of losing.
Seeing her disbelief, Qin Xiaoba sighed, "Every time I lose a game, I get scolded. I get scolded by my coach and my sister. You're much luckier than me. Look, I'm here to comfort you, aren't I?"
He took out a small butterfly made of plant stems from behind him, and picked two redbud petals as wings, holding them in his hands and gesturing in the air.
"Whoosh~whoosh~ Fly, fly, fly to the flowers."
He pinned the grass butterfly on A Shui's head, and A Shui burst out laughing.
"I took this from my sister's crown. Don't tell her." Qin Xiaoba said with a smile.
Ah Shui stopped crying, took a deep breath, and clenched his fists: "I must work harder! I will strive to become a player who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Bao Bao and Maomao! I want to carry the banner like them!"
"This is terrible. Look at you crying so hard, your face is covered with snot bubbles."
"You have to work hard too. Stop laughing and practice with me more often!"
"Okay, I practice with you every day."
Chang Hongxia's voice came from nowhere, penetrating every corner - "A Shui! Where have you been? Gather together!"
"Here they come!" The two young men jumped and skipped, heading towards the main force.
The women's singles final is over, but there is still a men's singles final in the afternoon.
Song Linzhou vs. Matsukaze Ichito of the Japanese team.
After the National Table Tennis Championships, there will be a group photo event for the men's and women's singles champions, so Zhu Qi cannot leave for the time being.
When I was changing my sweat-soaked clothes in the locker room, I happened to run into the North Korean team who were about to leave.
Zhu Qi wanted to go over and say hello, but when he saw the other team's two coaches and a team doctor surrounding the North Korean captain and preparing to leave, he thought that going over to talk would disturb them so they could go back to rest.
After thinking about it, I decided to forget it. North Korea was planning to participate in the Moscow World Games anyway, so there would always be a chance to meet in the future.
But unexpectedly, after Zhu Qi changed his clothes and came out, the North Korean team had not left yet, as if they were waiting for someone.
Upon seeing Zhu Qi, the man who looked the oldest on the other side walked over first and extended his hand towards Zhu Qi: "Hello, player Zhu Qi, I am the coach of the North Korean team."
"Hello." Zhu Qi heard the other party speak fluent Chinese and knew that the other party's ancestral home was also Chinese, so he spoke more respectfully.
The two men stretched out their hands and shook hands.
"Your skills are excellent. Our players learned a lot from playing against you. Thank you very much for your competitive spirit and we look forward to the next game."
Zhu Qi didn't know why he was so polite. Maybe it was because of the tennis ball. Zhu Qi didn't want the points that didn't belong to him.
After the North Korean team left, Xi Ling'en looked back at Zhu Qi in the team, curved his eyes and nodded slightly at Zhu Qi.
Zhu Qi also nodded.
This time, North Korea had only one women's team participating in the competition, but they won a silver medal. They really came to win the prize and never returned empty-handed.
So there was no need to stay for the closing ceremony and I could just fly back directly.
Coincidentally, the two looked at each other and smiled at each other, which was photographed by reporters in the south and uploaded to Korean sports news.
Xi Lingen's warm and friendly smile to the Chinese players formed a sharp contrast with his serious expression when he refused to shake hands or take photos with the Korean players on the podium.
Zhu Qi didn't expect that he would be on the Korean news because of this incident.
The South said, "This is the utter disrespect of the people from the North! We should ban Northerners from participating in any of our games!"
But the problem is that people from the north never come to your south to play games, right?
Outrageous and weird.
Zhu Qi couldn't understand it anyway.
Why are there such huge differences between them even though they all speak the same language and are of the same blood?
The North Koreans will also bow slightly when they meet their elders or peers for the first time, but they look more dignified and generous than those in the South, and not as shifty.
The general took good care of them. Although it was a closed country, it was one of the places least invaded by American and Western culture.
When Ah Shui came to look for Zhu Qi, he happened to see the North Koreans leaving. Curious, he pulled Zhu Qi aside and said, "Hey, did you say hello to them just now? I can speak a few words of Korean!"
"Don't speak Korean in front of North Koreans," Zhu Qi warned. "Their languages are similar, but many words are pronounced differently, much like our dialects. Korean is Korean, and Korean is Korean. For example, Koreans prefer "smecta," while Koreans prefer "se-mi-ha." And North Korean girls would never call a non-biological brother "oppa," because they consider it frivolous, like a boy calling a boy..."
"Oh... then how do I greet them? They don't speak English, do they?"
"Just speak Chinese directly, people will understand."
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After lunch, the women's team players found their seats in the audience and waited to watch the men's singles final.
Shi Ge personally took the field to provide off-field guidance to Song Linzhou.
No matter what, Song Linzhou is the only one who can win the "Pembroke" Cup.
It is the last hope of the men's team!
As a straight board that has never been favored.
Song Linzhou has not said a word since the semi-finals and has not left the training hall.
I changed six sets of clothes, each time until they were all soaked with sweat.
Qin Xiaoba felt that his brother Daling was a little crazy, and Daxiong also felt that his childhood sweetheart was a little nervous.
Everyone knows that Matsukaze Ichito is now unstoppable and has led the way into the finals.
Since the end of the Tokyo World Games, Matsukaze Ikto's fame has been almost on par with Zhu Qi, and he often appears at the top of the podium.
Song Linzhou was under a lot of pressure.
There are still ten minutes until the game starts.
Song Linzhou, who was sitting in the waiting room, heard Zhu Qi say something to him.
"After the competition, the women's singles and men's singles champions will take a photo together and attend the closing ceremony."
Song Linzhou raised his eyes slightly, looked at Zhu Qi, and said seriously and solemnly: "I won't let you take a photo with a Japanese."
Zhu Qi breathed a sigh of relief and curled his lips: "That's fine."
He stood up and walked towards the court with his racket.
The men's singles final of the National Table Tennis Championships begins.
The only piece of Matsukaze Ichito's Grand Slam puzzle currently consists of the World Games.
Last year's World Cup was snatched away by the Russian team's Pineapple Head, and this time he is determined to win the "Pembroke" Cup!
Two young men, one in red and one in white, were standing one in the east and one in the west.
Waiting for the referee to determine the serving order.
There was no expression on the face of the young man in red. From the tips of his eyebrows, the corners of his eyes, the bridge of his nose to the corners of his lips, he exuded a sense of maturity that had shed his former youthfulness.
After the Tokyo World Games, when we won the mixed doubles gold medal.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that Zhu Qi is the leader of the mixed doubles competition. Almost all the points were scored by Zhu Qi, and Zhu Qi's position in the team also rose rapidly like a rocket.
But Song Linzhou, who was a straight-forward person, was not given much importance.
He still has to fight for every game himself, and he also feels that his head coach has some problems in training and tactics.
However, players are not allowed to change the head coach without permission, so Song Linzhou can only continue to explore on his own, relying on Shi Ge to explain the tactics to Daxiong while he can listen from the side.
During this National Table Tennis Championships, Song Linzhou kept remembering Zhu Qi's words to him: to be more resolute. He hadn't fully followed his head coach's instructions on some of his tactics, but he was able to adapt during the match and, as expected, played more smoothly.
Ah Shui and Qin Xiaoba sat on either side of Zhu Qi. Qin Xiaoba on the right asked, "Sister, do you think Da Ling can win?"
"I don't know." Zhu Qi.
"What's the probability of winning?" A Shui asked.
"I don't know." Zhu Qi.
The two children looked listless and anxious.
Who knows who will win between the two? Zhu Qi doesn't have the third eye, and she remembers that in her previous life, Song Linzhou had never fought with Song Feng.
"Hitting a looping ball with a pendulum..." Fat Tiger muttered. "It's not that easy to hit, is it?"
No one answered Fat Tiger's question.
Everyone sighed softly.
Of course, everyone knows that it is difficult to hit a loop ball with a straight racket.
After all, the emergence of loop balls is to target straight-blade balls.
but……
Song Linzhou represents the last straight-blade tennis player in active service.
The game begins.
Matsukaze Ichito really showed his level as a World Games champion. He attacked close to the table from the beginning, and all the exaggerated landing balls from various angles were directed towards Song Linzhou.
Song Linzhou's performance was more steady and solid.
Try your best to catch every ball, think about getting the ball on the court first, and then consider the issue of attacking and scoring.
The first game was unexpectedly tense.
Although the difference was 4 points, Matsukaze Ichito won the first game.
But Song Linzhou was neither anxious nor impatient. He wiped the sweat off his face while listening to Coach Shi's tactical explanation and nodded slightly to indicate that he had remembered it.
He has always been in this state when playing, and his expression will not change much whether he hits a good shot or a bad shot.
He is gentle and refined, as gentle as jade, and is not happy with things or sad with himself.
There has never been any colloquial language, let alone swearing.
Someone had interviewed Song Linzhou before and wrote a report when he went back. The title was "The Gentleman among Sports Students".
The only time he showed excitement and happiness was when he and Zhu Qi won the mixed doubles championship at the Tokyo World Games.
This kind of personality may come from his parents who were college students in the 1970s. Almost all coaches and players have admitted at one time or another that Song Linzhou had a good upbringing.
If a student with such a personality were in college, he would definitely be a model student that teachers would pay close attention to.
But when it comes to the national table tennis team, it seems a bit too mild.
Playing ball requires wildness.
Need momentum.
You need that kind of arrogance that you are the best in the world and no one will submit to you.
Song Linzhou does not have such a personality, and it is difficult for him to become such a player.
He rarely makes mistakes when playing games, plays very well, and catches every ball very standardly. This is all due to his hard training in daily life, which has memorized all the catching methods deeply.
But it is difficult for such players to play any exciting games.
So the lower limit is high and the upper limit is low.
In this regard, Zhu Qi from the women's team has this kind of personality.
She is rebellious enough and is not afraid of any opponent. On the contrary, the stronger the opponent, the more excited she is.
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This type of player is a big-game player.
Looking around, in today's table tennis team... there is only one player like Zhu Qi.
Shi Ge sighed as he looked at Song Linzhou, who was six points behind at the start of the second game.
If Zhu Qi was a player under his command, he wouldn't be under so much pressure...
Both players had sweat on their faces, with thin beads of sweat spreading along their foreheads...
Song Linzhou wiped the sweat from his chin with the sleeve on his shoulder, took a deep breath, and walked to the right foot of the table to prepare to serve.
Normally right hand against right hand.
The right-handed player will stand in the left-hand area to serve, and the ball will land on the left of the opponent's right hand.
This is also to hit the opponent's backhand area, so that the opponent can only defend and not attack when receiving the serve for the first time, so that you can continue to attack and gain the advantage when following the third board.
The disadvantage of the left hand over the right hand is reflected at this time.
Because he serves with his left hand, he can only hit the opponent's right hand. Songfeng Yidou directly attacks with his forehand, and Song Linzhou can only defend.
When two players are facing each other at the table, if the right hand hits the ball, the left-handed player can only receive it with the backhand, which puts him at a disadvantage.
Ah Shui, who also has his left hand, was speechless after watching this.
This is how I lost to Jin Lili in the quarterfinals.
Table tennis is a sport that is somewhat different from many other big ball sports.
Perhaps the left hand will be more popular in sports like tennis and badminton.
But for small ball sports, almost all training methods and tactical systems are designed for the right hand.
This is also the reason why after Song Linzhou joined the national team, he was mainly trained to play men's doubles.
But then again.
Which athlete chooses the professional path not to win a Grand Slam?
And there is only one singles Grand Slam.
Xu Dong looked at Ah Shui, who had the same tragic expression next to him, and his eyes became full of pity.
Left-handed general...
A left-handed general born with a tragic nature.
In the second game [14:12], unfortunately, it was Matsukaze Ito who scored again.
[Big score, Song Linzhou 0:2 Songfeng Yidou]
The Japanese team shouted excitedly, knowing the importance of leading by two games in the final!
Although the Japanese team lost in the women's singles, there is definitely hope for the men's singles!
Although the Japanese team looked down on Matsukaze Ikto, an Okinawan, everyone had to admit Matsukaze Ikto's dominance in table tennis.
Since Yuan Xiang lost his place, he could only rely on this Okinawan to get it back.
Ah Shui sighed. "This Songfeng's ball feels just as powerful as Baobao's. Is he also a talented Japanese player?"
"It's difficult to hit a looping shot with a penhold paddle. Song Linzhou's tactics still retain his early fast break style, relying solely on lobs and dives to score," Zhu Qi said, leaning back in his chair. "If Song Linzhou doesn't find a way to attack, he'll lose."
Coach Shi on the field helped Song Linzhou relax and lower his blood pressure.
"It's okay. Just like the third ball, if you can't catch it, don't chase it. Just hit the next one. You have to know that your advantage is the speed and the change in the landing point. You must make Songfeng run..."
Song Linzhou took a deep breath, then let out a long sigh.
If it was Zhu Qi who was fighting Song Feng, what would she do...
This idea has been in Song Linzhou's mind since the third game.
Ren Xinhua, who was sitting in the stands, kept his arms crossed, observing the changes in Song Linzhou at the beginning of the third game. He began to make steady progress and was no longer in a hurry to catch up.
Point after point, he began to use the flexibility of the straight racket to continuously hit various exaggerated wide-angle and line-changing balls.
Matsukaze Ichito's running failed to keep up with the changes in the ball.
Song Linzhou seized the opportunity and gradually expanded his advantage with a small lead, and finally won back a game with [11:8].
"Brother Da Ling's line-changing skills are amazing. He can even successfully change the line of such a fast-moving ball." Qin Xiaoba breathed a sigh of relief and shouted even harder on the stage.
As he was speaking, Song Linzhou caught up with another round.
[Big score, Song Linzhou 2:2 Songfeng Yidou]
No one expected that the Chinese team seemed to particularly like playing against the odds.
The same thing happened when Zhu Qi attacked Xi Ling'en of Korea.
I won’t play unless I’m two games behind.
The Japanese coach was at a loss as to what to do about Song Linzhou's repeated wide-angle fights. He didn't understand why Matsukaze Ichito, who was in the limelight at the beginning, was suppressed by the opponent's left-handed straight racket.
This is too exaggerated.
Everyone knows that straight-blade tennis rackets have been eliminated by society. Whether it is rotation or power, they cannot be compared with horizontal-blade tennis rackets.
The only thing that might be mentioned is the flexibility of the candy bar.
Matsukaze Ikto's tactics were suddenly disrupted. In the fifth game, he tried hard to pull the score back up, but found that no matter what he did, he could not keep up with the flexibility of his opponent's straight racket.
Sometimes he hit the ball into the small triangle, sometimes he pushed the ball to the far table.
Song Linzhou attacked while cutting, and the fight got faster and faster.
"Wow - that's great!" The men's team cheered in the stands.
Ah Shui shook Zhu Qi's arm and asked frantically, "Hey, why is Big Ling suddenly so strong? Why do I feel like Matsukaze Ichito's looping attack has weakened?"
Zhu Qi didn't say anything, but he probably had some guesses.
Although Song Linzhou can't hit the loop ball, he can receive it!
His mixed doubles partner, Qin Xiaoba, who had been practicing with him, had a looping physique and also changed to a looping physique after returning from the Bayi team.
He is surrounded by top experts in loop ball techniques.
As long as you can catch the ball, you have a chance to score!
In the fifth game, Song Linzhou started to charge forward and won quickly in one go.
[Big score, Song Linzhou 3:2 Songfeng Yidou]
The men's team's head coach Shi Ge was so excited that he almost stood on the bench. The dawn of victory was just around the corner!
When Brother Kazi reached the sixth game, he probably didn't understand why every time he hit the ball with all his strength, it was easily picked up by the opponent's straight racket.
He also wanted to compete with Song Linzhou in physical strength, but in the end he couldn't hold on.
[Sixth game, small score, Song Linzhou 10:7 Songfeng Yidou]
Song Linzhou's match point.
The last ball.
He stood beside the table, his racket gently fanning the sweat from his chin. The veins in his arms bulged slightly like branches, and as his arms tensed, he gathered strength for a baseline serve.
Bang!
When Matsukaze Ichito received the serve, the ball hit the net.
The last point belonged to Song Linzhou.
[Big score, Song Linzhou 4:2 Songfeng Yidou]
The game is over.
The winner of the "Pembroke" Cup has also been determined!
Zhu Qi watched the flag-raising ceremony again.
The "dark twelve years" that shrouded the Chinese national table tennis team finally dissipated here.
The future may require this group of young players to fight.
Song Linzhou won the "Pembroke" Cup, and the happiest person was the head coach of the men's team.
Shi Ge hadn't really paid much attention to Song Linzhou's training. He knew he was hardworking and motivated, and he was happy to ask Zhu Qi for advice. He never used his long tenure with the national team to bully younger players. He believed Song Linzhou's role on the team was to serve as a reserve doubles player, but today had indeed surprised Shi Ge.
The men's team can have one more capable player, which will reduce the pressure on Daxiong and give the coaches an extra card in their hands.
That’s great!
But Ren Xinhua, who had been watching the game on the stage, made a decision.
After the men's singles awards ceremony, Ren Xinhua called over the grinning Shi Ge and said, "I'm going to get a new head coach for Da Ling."
At first, Ren Xinhua thought He Qianlu was the most suitable candidate, but he mentioned to He Qianlu several times that he should come to the national team as a coach, but was rejected very bluntly.
After much thought, there is only one person left.
Gao Xiaofeng.
Afterwards, Ren Xinhua called Gao Xiaofeng, first asking if he had returned from his honeymoon, and then inviting him to coach the men's table tennis team. She offered to assign Qin Xiaoba and Song Linzhou to Gao Xiaofeng, and Gao Xiaofeng agreed, starting the following month.
Qin Xiaoba was quite happy when he knew that he was going to change the head coach.
It’s not that the previous head coach was bad, but I think there should be a good match between the coach and the players.
Some coaches are very experienced but their aura is not compatible with the players. They do not teach according to the students' abilities and it is difficult for them to train successful players.
Not all players and coaches can get along well together like Zhu Qi and Xu Dong.
His old coach was of retirement age, and he just took advantage of this opportunity to retire.
Zhu Qi didn't know anything else, but he trusted Ren Xinhua's decision.
It may be that Ren Xinhua saw that Song Linzhou and Qin Xiaoba's national team coaches were not compatible with them, so he thought about transferring a more suitable head coach.
Compared with Foye, Shige is more obedient to Ren Xinhua and will adjust things as Ren Xinhua says.
Anyway, now that he has the Pembroke Cup, he can give an explanation to the General Administration of Sports.
After the men's singles competition, there was a one-hour break and finally the closing ceremony of the National Table Tennis Championships.
The two champions were asked to cut the colorful ribbons at the closing ceremony, indicating the successful conclusion of this National Table Tennis Championships.
The coaching staff left only Xu Dong waiting, while the others took the team back to the hotel to pack up and prepare to fly back to Beijing.
As one of the three major competitions, there were actually more reporters interviewing the closing ceremony than at the World Games.
As soon as Zhu Qi stood in the interview area, she felt that the flash lights and microphones from all directions were about to hit her face, and she could only step back and lean against the photo wall behind her.
Song Linzhou, standing nearby, was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He stretched out his hand to signal the reporters to step back a little.
The translator next to them kept using English to signal these foreign reporters to ask questions one by one. After nearly two minutes of noise, it finally quieted down a bit.
There weren't many questions asked, but I waited for a long time for the translation.
There was a very funny Japanese reporter who laughed for a long time after listening to Zhu Qi's translation.
"Zhu Qi, after Yuan Xiang's narrow defeat to you, our table tennis player revealed that his knee injury affected his performance. Did you feel any discomfort from your opponent during the match?"
Everyone looked at Zhu Qi and laughed after hearing this. No one knew what Zhu Qi was laughing about, but from his smile, it seemed that he was cursing very dirty.
"I won 4-0 against Hara Xiang..." Zhu Qi said directly, refuting the opponent's word "narrow defeat".
I don't know why a 4-0 defeat is called a "narrow defeat", but since they said so, she still has to correct it according to the Chinese way of thinking.
"...I feel like her condition isn't as good as it was at last year's Tokyo World Games. I don't know if it's because she said she had a knee injury or something, but athlete injuries do happen quite often and really delay competitions..." Changing the subject.
"...I twisted my ankle while warming up some time ago, but luckily it wasn't a severe injury and our Chinese team's medical team took it very seriously. They gave me massage and acupuncture in time, and I was fine the next day. At the same time, I also hope that the Japanese table tennis team will pay more attention to their players. I wish her a speedy recovery." He said sarcastically.
After Zhu Qi finished answering, he looked at the next reporter and indicated that he would answer one question per person and would not answer more than that.
I'm sick.
Who wouldn't?
She is sick too! Her feet are not in good condition!
Sister Xia had a dislocated patella before, but after the surgery she put on a bandage and still won the competition.
Before joining the team, Maomao couldn't even lift his arms! He got three injections and still won the gold medal!
She didn't want to hear that.
After so many years of competition, who doesn’t have some pain or illness? Who is more noble?
If you are sick, get treatment!
You're a sports student, but you're still so spoiled!
Do you really think you are some kind of holy lady or celestial dragon?
Bad habits.
Song Linzhou couldn't help laughing, and the corners of his mouth kept rising. But in the end, he felt that laughing was not very good, so he lowered his head and tried not to laugh.
Why did you mess with her?
Zhu Qi gave a sharp answer to the first question.
Perhaps the Japanese reporter did not expect Zhu Qi to be so disrespectful to them, and his subsequent questions were much more normal.
It's nothing more than what preparations were made before the game, how they felt about getting first place, which game they thought was the most difficult during the competition... and so on.
Zhu Qi and Song Linzhou have handled many interviews and answered these questions fluently.
Last question.
Asked by a blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigner.
"As the current world number one mixed doubles team, you both won the men's and women's singles titles at this year's National Table Tennis Championships. Do you have anything you want to say to each other?"
【Author’s words】
Timeline sorting:
1992: Bao Bao was 15 years old, Macau Palace World Cup.
In 1993, Bao Bao was 16 years old and played in the team's direct-to-team tournament.
In 1994, Bao Bao was 17 years old and won the double championship of Tokyo World Games and World Cup.
In 1995, Bao Bao was 18 years old and won the singles championship of the Zhuhai-Hong Kong Table Tennis Championships. Maomao went out for medical treatment.
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