77 China-US Exchange Competition
◎That's all your level is.◎
Qin Xiaoba yelled.
Even if Americans don't understand Chinese, they can always guess what the sentence means from the tone and expression.
Anyway, it can't be anything good.
Song Linzhou pulled Qin Xiaoba, fearing that Qin Xiaoba would say a few more words: "Don't make trouble! Your sister's feet..."
Qin Xiaoba patted his chest loudly: "Then I'll do it! Look at how they're courting death, who can stand it? I..."
Gao Xiaofeng turned around and glared at Qin Xiaoba: "Why are you here?!"
The head coach spoke, and Qin Xiaoba could only cross his arms and sulk.
Anyone who can understand Chinese knows that the atmosphere is starting to become strange. The people from the Zhugang and Yunwan teams dared not make a sound, watching Zhu Qi and Jamie standing face to face, playing tug-of-war with their eyes.
The latter looked Zhu Qi up and down, curled his lips, and squeezed out a "You?" in a very contemptuous tone.
It's just a simple word, it doesn't need much description, it can express a lot of meanings.
Judging from Jamie's suspicious, contemptuous, puzzled, and ridiculous expression, he probably wanted to ask Zhu Qi, "Who are you?"
“She” may think that she has defeated the captain of the Chinese women’s team, so who else would dare to challenge her?
Ah Shui was also very angry when he heard this.
This transsexual doesn’t even know who Baobao is?
It seems like he doesn’t pay much attention to the Asian Cup!
So people think that the captain is the only one with the strongest strength.
"Yes, I want to challenge you..."
Zhu Qi's eyes were dark, and he spoke fluent English, but with a pure British accent, which made Jamie very unhappy.
“…Mr. James.”
Apart from the Americans, Song Linzhou was the only one in the entire Chinese team who knew how insulting Zhu Qi's words were!
As we all know, Americans do not have a native language. They base their language on English and add their own accent.
Zhu Qi used the male gender prefix Mr. as the prefix, and Jamie's name before the sex change was James.
Isn’t this just tearing off the disguise of the “lady” in front of you in a dignified manner?
Everyone's breathing stopped, and no one knew how Zhu Qi could be so brave.
In the United States, racial and gender issues are arguably the biggest factors in political correctness.
Ever since Jamie appeared on the world stage as a woman, no one dared to say anything more about it, for fear that they would be labeled "politically incorrect" if they said something wrong.
By the time the coaches reacted, Jamie was so angry that his face had turned red, and his back was arched as if he was about to pounce on Zhu Qi and fight with him in the next second.
Zhu Qi didn't say this in anger.
On the contrary, she was extremely calm.
She just wants to say it!
Why can't she say it?!
After the millennium, China's national strength took off and developed rapidly in all aspects. The three major companies of the navy, army and air force were all competing to meet each other's KPIs. What was she afraid of?!
"Hey! Watch your wording..." someone from the American team shouted.
"Is there anything wrong with my wording?" Zhu Qi asked. "You have your standards, and the Chinese have their own standards."
Jamie leaned forward slightly, his tall, muscular body pressing down like a mountain. "You want to challenge me? You're not qualified. I only compete with the strongest."
"She" wanted to use her height advantage to make Zhu Qi give in.
"But you can't even tell the difference between a ball that touches the edge and a ball that goes out of bounds. Who do you think is unqualified?" Zhu Qi smiled. He was really good at flattering himself.
"What did you say?!" Jamie didn't know for a moment whether Zhu Qi was speaking Chinese or English, but when he realized what was going on, he became furious.
Why does this Chinese girl dare to talk to me like that?
Ren Xinhua stood up and said to Zhu Qi, "Baobao, come here."
Zhu Qi didn't move.
Maomao came over, pulled Zhu Qi, and whispered, "Stop talking! How can you fight when your foot isn't healed yet? Don't argue with the Chairman, let's go..."
Xu Dong was watching anxiously from the side.
She knew that it would be difficult to persuade Zhu Qi once he got angry, but now was definitely not the best time to fight Jamie!
Don't be so stubborn!
The atmosphere was a bit strange, tense and no one was willing to give in.
The two players confronted each other for some unknown reason.
At this time, the coach who had just judged the score was caught in the middle and felt that he was being piled up by two forces. After the game was over, he didn't even dare to leave the bench and touched the scoreboard, pretending that he didn't exist.
It's an out-of-bounds ball.
It's still a borderline case.
Who dares to say this?
The ball just now spun so fast and at a tricky angle. This was just a friendly match and there was no slow-motion replay.
From his perspective, it was indeed a borderline ball...
But two voices came from the Chinese team and the Hong Kong team at the same time.
"It's an out-of-bounds ball."
"Coach, the first one was clearly out of bounds. You miscalculated the score! It was two millimeters from the line."
The Chinese team cannot stand by and watch Americans bully the Chinese on their own turf.
The person who spoke on the Hong Kong team side was a male player who was sitting behind the coach of the Hong Kong team. When he stood up, the other Hong Kong team players next to him called him "Second Brother".
Even the head coach of the Hong Kong team looked at him with a look of "help".
But the male player had no intention of tying the score. He pointed to the corner where Jamie had just hit the ball and repeated, "Outside."
The Chinese male players knew the male player from the Hong Kong team who was speaking. Fat Tiger had told Qin Xiaoba and the others that this was the male captain of the Hong Kong team, named Mori Yunan.
In the Hong Kong team, except for the head coach, everyone on the men's team listens to him.
Moreover, Mori Yunan has an older brother and he is the second child.
So the Hong Kong team players like to call him "Second Brother".
The Hong Kong team has spoken, the Chinese team has spoken.
The coaches of the Yunwan team could only smooth things over: "It was difficult to judge from that angle just now. It's normal for the referee to make a mistake and give the wrong score..."
"Asen, what were you just saying..." The coach of the Hong Kong team winked at him frantically, asking him to stop talking.
Mori Yunan shrugged and spread his hands. "Doesn't the coach tell me every day that playing basketball is like being a human being? You can't cheat. If you hit a controversial ball today, you'll lose your dignity tomorrow."
The coach of the Hong Kong team was stunned and didn't know how to answer.
But can the situation be the same now?
This is not a game played at home, but a game played in mainland China with mainlanders and Americans. It would be great if a referee could treat everyone equally.
There was a controversial ball and the Chinese female player was ready to end the game herself. What else could he say?
The Yunwan team, which had been treated like monkeys by the American team in the past two days, was also angry and there were bursts of whispers.
The American team coach's smile suddenly froze as he watched the situation begin to change. He had a feeling that the attitude of the American players in the past two days was indeed a bit cynical, and they were rebelled against by this group of Asians.
At this point, no one found the game interesting anymore.
The American coach looked at the furious Jamie, then glanced at Zhu Qi who had instigated the trouble, his mind racing.
Originally, I just wanted to show my strength to the Chinese team, play a few games casually, and test the current strength of the Chinese team.
It's really strange.
What are these yellow monkeys really arguing about?
It's already very late and the players still need to rest. There is no time to play another game.
But Jamie doesn't think so.
What does out of bounds mean?
Even the referee next to him said it was just a touch of the edge, how could it be considered out of bounds?
Now, if Jamie doesn't admit it was an out-of-bounds ball, Zhu Qi will challenge "her." Even if Jamie has the energy to play now, time won't allow it. Even if time allows now, to be honest, Jamie doesn't really want to play.
When Jamie was fighting with the captain of the Chinese women's team just now, he really wanted to show the same crushing impact he had on the women in the European Cup, using strength and high spin to score wildly.
Almost all the active female players in Europe are no match for Jamie.
"She" thought she had it all figured out.
As long as he can participate in world-class competitions, he can win a gold medal for the United States.
That was indeed the case in the first game against the Chinese player, where everything was under control. But after the second game, the Chinese player started to use his backhand crazily to pressure him, making it impossible for him to attack proactively.
In the second game, the Chinese team scored six points in a row. If it weren't for that controversial ball, Jamie felt that his mentality would definitely explode.
Jamie remembered.
After he finished the first game with Maomao, the girl who had challenged him sat in the first row and gave Maomao tactical guidance.
How abominable.
As an American, I feel like these Asian faces all look similar.
Who is this girl with the ice pack on her foot?
These Asians seemed to be suddenly bound together by something, and they all thought that the ball was out of bounds.
As the discussion grew more heated, the American players lowered their eyes.
No one knew where their previous sense of superiority had gone. They all sat on the stools with their eyes wide open, like stupid students being lectured by their teachers.
Zhu Qi glanced at them.
There was an extreme contempt in his dark eyes.
Haven't these products of happy education experienced the beatings of communism?
No one dared to speak. The training hall, which was filled with nearly a hundred people from the National Second Team, the National First Team, and the Harbor America team, was so quiet that even a pin drop could be heard.
The Buddha was also confused. He wondered why this girl was so brave?
Are you crazy?
She didn’t even know to come back when the Chairman called her?
If this matter gets out of hand, it will destroy the friendship between the two countries!
If the General Administration of Sports finds out, the fine will be considered light.
If the situation gets really serious, he might even be suspended, and he still has to play in the World Cup next month!
On the other hand, the head coach of the men's team, Shi Ge, was very impressed. He had been holding a lot of anger since yesterday, and now he was very happy to see the American team suffer a defeat, but at the same time, he was also worried about the same thing as Mr. Buddha.
He was not worried about whether the friendship between the two countries would be destroyed, but Shi Ge saw that Ren Xinhua's expression was very ugly.
Coach Yunwan also noticed this; at least he could tell from the unhappy expressions on Ren Xinhua and the American coach's faces. He had no choice but to give both sides a break: "It's getting pretty late now, so why not just call it a 1:1 draw? It's just a friendly match, so let's call it a day."
The reason why Zhu Qi insisted on fighting for this was not just because the ball was out of bounds.
She also really wanted to compete with this player who had just won the European Cup.
Maomao tried to stretch the game out as long as possible in the hope of getting to know Jamie better.
But just two games were not enough.
Coach Yunwan's proposal to call the game a draw was actually to give face to both parties and not make things too embarrassing.
The American coach had no objection. He spread his hands and said to Jamie, "Shackleides, you did make a lot of mistakes in the second game. You were too impatient and didn't capitalize on your opportunities. You need to learn this from the Chinese team."
This sentence is the first step that the American coach gave to Ren Xinhua.
Ren Xinhua glanced at Zhu Qi and then at Maomao.
Maomao pulled Zhu Qi again, trying to pull Zhu Qi to the side.
No one knew what Ren Xinhua was thinking at that moment, but those who knew her well knew what her personality would lead her to do. She looked at Jamie and sneered, "Your forehand still retains the characteristics of a male player. This is something we need to learn from. I hope to have the opportunity to see you on the world stage in the future."
Ren Xinhua also deliberately mentioned that Jamie was once a male table tennis player.
It also implies that the Chinese team is not afraid of anything, including transhumanism and eunuchs.
That's the extent of your level.
Everyone on the American team was puzzled.
This group of Chinese people seem to have no regard for the dignity of transgender people.
The "rules" that are popular in Europe seem to be... ineffective in this place?
The superficial harmony that had lasted for six days was finally torn apart at this moment.
The American coach knew that he had come here by force and could not be too arrogant at this time, so he could only smile and say a few polite words.
Jamie received the coach's gaze and had no choice but to give up.
But "she" would not forget the insult she suffered here today. "She" walked in front of Zhu Qi, staring at Zhu Qi with her blue eyes, as if she wanted to engrave Zhu Qi's appearance deeply in her mind.
Jamie asked her, "What's your name?"
Zhu Qi tilted his head: "If we meet on the field, you will know my name."
You didn't even pass the blood report, and you're participating in the world competition. Go play in the mud in your own European circle.
The blue eyes narrowed. "She" was a head taller than Zhu Qi. When she looked down at Zhu Qi, she felt that the other party was looking at her without fear at all. The anger rising in her heart turned into a very sharp sneer at this moment.
"She" made a hand-gun shape with her fingers, put her index and middle fingers together, and pointed at Zhu Qi's right shoulder.
The fingers were hard, and the provocation was very clear when they poked forward.
Probably something like "I'll remember you".
Zhu Qi stretched out his hand, flicked the place where "she" touched, and strode towards the center of his team.
Everyone's eyes were on Zhu Qi, and Zhu Qi didn't care how those people viewed him.
She just remembered that in her previous life, when she was a club coach and running around for the players in the team, she often came into contact with foreigners, mostly Americans.
Because at that time the United States wanted to get a piece of the commercial value of table tennis, so it bought many world-famous table tennis players to its own club.
These "beacons of freedom" American rednecks have an inherent sense of arrogance and superiority in their bones. They believe that "America should be put first" wherever they go, and this has also been reflected in Zhu Qi's entire career in his previous life.
The time that left the deepest impression on me was also the only time Zhu Qi couldn't hold back.
When she was checking the elasticity of the balls for the club's players as a club coach, she was ridiculed by several American players who asked her, "Su, does everyone in your country eat dogs?"
Zhu Qi couldn't help but reply, "Yes, we don't just eat dogs, we eat people too. We love eating white people, especially Americans. We can fry, stir-fry, boil, or sauté them in vinegar. Especially for Americans who play sports, I can eat two in one meal. Seeing how curious you are, I'll invite you to come see the world next time I have a gathering like this."
Then……
She was complained about.
Zhu Qi had been holding it in for a long time, but this time he couldn't help but talk back, and as a result, the club deducted half a year's performance bonus.
Seeing Shackleides Jamie's behavior just now, Zhu Qi suddenly remembered this matter again.
The facts prove it.
If you take a step back, you will get angrier; if you endure a step forward, you will suffer from breast hyperplasia.
The girls on the women's team looked at Zhu Qi with admiration and whispered, "Sister Bao Bao is so tough."
Since the first day the American team arrived, they have been tolerating some of the Americans' rude behavior.
On the one hand, it is because they feel that the other party has come from afar, and as the host, they should give way to the guests.
Secondly, I subconsciously feel that this American transgender player is indeed far superior to many current female players in all aspects.
When Maomao pulled Zhu Qi back to his seat, he looked at Ah Shui and said, "How is it? Did you record everything?"
Ah Shui nodded: "Not a second off."
Maomao said, "That's fine." But after saying that, Maomao felt a little uneasy because she felt... Zhu Qi was very angry just now.
She didn't know why Zhu Qi was so angry.
To the cats, it was just a meaningless performance duel.
But Maomao felt that if Jamie had agreed to compete with Zhu Qi just now, Zhu Qi would respond with the same attitude as if he were playing in the World Games finals.
Even after sitting back in her seat, Maomao could still feel the tension in Zhu Qi's body.
She reached out and patted Zhu Qi's shoulder. Zhu Qi looked back at her, and neither of them spoke.
The exchange competition is over.
No one was in a good mood.
The Hong Kong team was also buzzing with discussion, with many curiously asking Fat Tiger, "Is that female player the most popular player on the Chinese women's team, Zhu Qi?"
Fat Tiger nodded: "Hey, before I left the team, she was already the top star of the women's team."
The Hong Kong team chatted animatedly, and Jiajia couldn't understand why the boys didn't recognize Zhu Qi. Didn't they all watch the women's table tennis? Oh, yeah, not that they didn't know. Her mixed doubles partner had kept a signed racket, carrying it around like a talisman, but never using it.
Jiajia really wants to help bring the two of them together.
But as soon as the friendly match was announced to be over, the Hong Kong team coach immediately took them back to the rest area arranged for them by the Chinese team, and then reminded everyone that they had to go back tomorrow and not to get involved in any messy things.
The superficial harmony that lasted for six days finally came to an end.
Ren Xinhua called Zhu Qi to his office alone.
Zhu Qi thought that Ren Xinhua would teach him a lesson and that he shouldn't be so willful in front of the American team. Even Xu Dong felt that Ren Xinhua would most likely teach Zhu Qi a very harsh lesson this time.
Ren Xinhua is very good to the players, and his care for the national table tennis team far exceeds that for his own children and grandchildren.
It can be said that the national table tennis team is her home and the children in the national table tennis team are her children.
Ren Xinhua is also very strict and has his own rules and forbidden areas that cannot be violated.
One of them is that you are only allowed to vent your anger on the table.
If you are wronged outside, you can curse at others at home, but when you go out, you can only vent your anger on the field.
This is not just a rule for the national table tennis team, but a requirement for the entire Chinese national team.
The General Administration of Sport believes that athletes are not debaters, and they don't need to argue about right and wrong. Instead, they should use their expertise to silence the other party. Regardless of the circumstances, performance must speak for itself.
Zhu Qi's behavior of confronting Jamie today clearly violated this rule.
【Author’s words】
This one is a bit short, I'll add another chapter at 18:00
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