78 China-US Exchange Competition
◎ At first glance, Chad looks like a family of five.◎
Zhu Qi also felt that he would probably be criticized this time.
After all, the coaching staff have been preparing for this friendly match for a long time.
But no one expected it.
Ren Xinhua did not educate himself because he was going to compete with Jamie, but asked a question.
"Did you know that the World Cup is about to start?"
Zhu Qi nodded.
"Your foot hasn't healed yet, and you still want to play against that American. The team doctor said you can't do strenuous exercise with your sprain. That guy has bad intentions. If playing against him makes your foot injury worse, will you still play in the World Cup?"
Zhu Qi felt a little sad.
She is the type who responds to soft words and does not tolerate hardship.
If Ren Xinhua scolded her for this matter or punished her to write a self-criticism or run, Zhu Qi might not have much emotional fluctuation.
For example, because of the strictness of the Buddha, Zhu Qi has no psychological burden when causing trouble.
It’s nothing more than writing and running.
Anyway, it is common for athletes to be punished by running.
But Ren Xinhua's kind-hearted personality easily made Zhu Qi reflect on himself.
Was my reaction a bit extreme at the time? Would it cause trouble for the national team? And so on...
"Have you ever thought about whether you can win with your right foot strained and not healed yet? Maomao just lost, what will be the result for the Chinese team if you lose too?" Ren Xinhua spoke seriously, without any anger in his voice. This way of reasoning really made Zhu Qi start to think.
Zhu Qi's idea at the time was quite simple, which was that he did not want the Americans to run wild on his territory.
But Ren Xinhua's consideration is based on his identity as a head coach.
Now we are about to usher in the latest World Cup.
If two absolute main forces lose to an American in a row on Chinese territory.
For the entire team, it is a very demoralizing thing, which greatly undermines the enthusiasm of the team members and may even make them afraid to fight.
"I won't lose." Zhu Qi said firmly.
Ren Xinhua knew she would say that and sighed, "Do you think that even if the final controversial point went to Maomao, she could still win the third game?"
Zhu Qi didn't know why Ren Xinhua asked this, but he had never thought about this question.
After all, the third game hadn't even started yet, and even though Maomao was two points behind at the start of the second game, he eventually caught up to six points...
Now that Ren Xinhua talked about this, Zhu Qi also began to think about the level of Maomao and Jamie during the competition... His head was a little confused.
The match wasn't over yet, and neither Maomao nor Jamie had yet to fully unleash their moves. Judging by their physiques and the heaviness of the ball...
Jamie is indeed better.
Zhu Qi really didn't want to say such words because he felt it would hurt the cat.
But cats are so smart, how could they not understand this?
But table tennis is not a sport that can be won solely by physical strength; it requires thinking and tactics.
Since returning from Los Angeles, Maomao has been trying so hard to catch up with her teammates, working day and night without sleep and training four times a day.
Ren Xinhua saw all these efforts.
But as the captain, many trivial matters within the team did take away some of Maomao's energy.
The cat was anxious, and Coach Cun was anxious too.
But the match between Maomao and Jamie also made Ren Xinhua see Maomao's biggest problem at the moment.
In addition to old injuries, there are also some sequelae from not fully recovering during the recovery period.
When he was pulling the ball, his right shoulder had a backward movement that even Maomao himself and Coach Cun didn't notice.
This caused Maomao's forehand shot to pause for 0.1 seconds, which directly led to problems in the connection of receiving the ball.
Although Maomao scored six points in a row in the second game, he was unable to score outside of his own serving game after the 21st ball.
This also shows that Jamie is not an ordinary person who relies solely on power balls and strong physique to oppress others.
Zhu Qi is very confident in Maomao and also in his off-field guidance.
But confidence is just confidence after all. The outcome of the game depends on strength, and strength includes many things, one of which is condition.
Faced with Ren Xinhua's question, Zhu Qi couldn't find a way to answer, so he could only lower his head.
It happened that she hadn't eaten dinner yet, and her stomach growled.
Ren Xinhua took out the lunch boxes that the coaches had prepared for him. They had been kept in a stainless steel lunch box and were still steaming hot when he opened the lid.
When she handed it to Zhu Qi, Zhu Qi refused at first but because he was really hungry, he didn't refuse anymore.
Looking at the girl in front of him, picking up rice with chopsticks, Ren Xinhua sighed softly in his heart.
In fact, Ren Xinhua was quite happy. Zhu Qi's ability to stand up for his friend was also helping the Chinese team to save face in another way.
But the result of this righteous statement... was that Zhu Qi and Jamie became completely enemies.
"Aren't you afraid?" Ren Xinhua asked.
Zhu Qi was enjoying his meal when he looked up and subconsciously asked, "Huh? What?"
Then she reacted and shook her head.
Ren Xinhua asked with a smile: "Why aren't you afraid?"
"Whether 'she' is a man or a woman, she has two eyes and a mouth, but she doesn't have three heads and six arms." Zhu Qi took a mouthful of rice and chewed it in his mouth.
Because the girl spoke so calmly.
For a moment, Ren Xinhua thought she was just evaluating whether the rice in front of her was soft and glutinous and delicious.
In a trance, Ren Xinhua recalled the first time she met Zhu Qi in Jianghuai Province. At that time, she was only fifteen years old, but she had already shown a maturity and sharpness far beyond that age.
During her four years with the national team, the girl had grown up. Her face, which was a bit round before, had become more defined, her figure had become slimmer, and her shoulders no longer looked as thin as they did four years ago.
As she grows older, she has also demonstrated unique suppressive power in many competitions.
But that kind of sharpness back then was not revealed. When he stared at others, it was as if a sword was across their neck.
Later, Ren Xinhua talked about some other things, all of which were trivial matters about training, and let Zhu Qi eat slowly.
Zhu Qi came out of Ren Xinhua's office after eating and drinking his fill.
Some of the coaches outside had not left yet. When they saw Zhu Qi coming out, they all looked up, wanting to know what Ren Xinhua had talked to her about inside.
Ren Xinhua opened the door and said to Xu Dong outside, "Take Baobao to see the team doctor again. He's been hurt for a long time, why isn't healed yet?"
Xu Dong responded, stood up and took Zhu Qi out.
He asked a few simple questions on the way and was completely relieved only after confirming that Zhu Qi had not been scolded.
"A Shui recorded the match between Maomao and Jamie. I'll go to the VCR store to develop it later. You must watch it carefully..." Xu Dong said.
Zhu Qi nodded.
She knew it would look good.
In fact, when Maomao and Jamie were competing during the day, Zhu Qi could feel that Maomao was always trying to find ways to fight Jamie in various ways.
What about the forehand short swing, long chop, flick, pick, forward rush, quick drive...
What about backhand full twist, backhand pull, high ball, high ball smash, side cut...
In fact, Maomao wanted to try his best to prolong the game, but unfortunately it was only twenty minutes.
The team doctor performed acupuncture on Zhu Qi's right foot for another half an hour, and also used some heated medicine to fumigate it for a while.
After pulling out the needle, Zhu Qi felt that his feet had been marinated and could be eaten directly if they were roasted over the fire for a while.
When I got back, Maomao and A Shui were still awake. They were sitting in the room next door with Sister Xia and Xu Dong watching TV.
Because their coaching dormitory was vacated for the "guests", Chang Hongxia and Xu Dong moved the TV from their previous room over. When they saw Zhu Qi coming back from acupuncture, they called out to Zhu Qi to come over and watch.
"How is it? Why is it always not getting better?" Sister Xia made room and peeled an apple for the three children.
"Baobao doesn't apply the ointment on time because he thinks it has a bad smell!" Ah Shui complained first.
Zhu Qi poked Ah Shui on the head and said, "You little bitch, you're so quick to talk."
"That won't do. You keep going back and forth. When will you be disciplined?" Sister Xia divided the apple into three pieces and handed them to the three children one by one while stabbing the apple with a knife.
Five pairs of eyes were staring at the display screen. Although there were no particularly good TV series at this time, it was still interesting to listen to the news.
Today's news is very direct and also talks about international current affairs, especially those related to Japan, South Korea and Russia, which are closest to the neighboring countries.
The most talked about thing is that Japan's bubble economy has continued and the unemployment rate has increased...
Zhu Qi calculated the time: from the peak in 1992 to the end of the Heisei era, how far have we come? The writers still have a long way to go.
"No wonder the Japanese Sports Bureau wants to train Haraka to be something like... a star athlete. Is that what Baobao meant last time? To boost the economy?" A Shui took a bite of the apple.
Maomao hummed, then continued, "I heard from the badminton team that they've hired a team doctor from Japan. We're so close to Japan, and we have so many competitions there, so he could be a translator."
"It's great that you came to us to find a job." A Shui muttered.
Sister Xia and Sister Xu Dong in the back were peeling an apple and peeling an orange respectively.
The three children in front were watching TV and waiting to be fed. Chad felt like they were a family of five.
After finishing the Japanese news, I turned to the US presidential election.
Ah Shui and Maomao competed to guess who would be the next president of the United States, and even bet on a week's worth of water.
Zhu Qi knew this in advance and did not participate.
Meixiaozong is coming soon.
In fact, Zhu Qi felt that Jamie was not politically correct enough.
After "she" transitioned from a male to a female, she discovered that her sexual orientation was female. This is the true "political correctness" with all the buffs stacked up.
No one understands America better than her.
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It’s the last day of the Sino-US Zhuhai four-team friendly match.
There was no training or competition on this day. The national team booked a large private room in the hotel, and each team wore their own team uniforms.
The coaches put aside the unpleasantness of yesterday, all with smiles on their faces, chatting about all kinds of things as if they were in the spring breeze.
Zhu Qi listened in on the situation. The American coach knew that Ren Xinhua had a bad stomach and was even going to recommend a good specialized hospital in the United States to Ren Xinhua...
Really good.
They are all thousand-year-old foxes.
At the hotel, CCTV5 reporters also conducted real-time recording from multiple angles.
Before the dinner was over, the reporters had already thought of the title of the documentary.
——[The China-US joint friendly match between players from Zhuhai, Hong Kong, and Yunwan regions concluded successfully]
During the dinner, the Chinese team also prepared a set of ceramic ornaments with a very classical Chinese style as souvenirs.
Jamie put on his baseball cap again and followed the team with a very quiet look.
Zhu Qi was too lazy to care about "her" and sat in his seat, waiting for Sister Xu Dong to pick up some food for him.
There was a host specially invited by the national table tennis team in front of the stage, who communicated in very fluent and standard Mandarin and English, livening up the atmosphere and adding melodious Chinese classical music to liven up the atmosphere.
This was Jia Jia's last day in Chaojing. She was about to leave Chaojing and was reluctant to leave the delicious food here. She also didn't want to be with the men from the Hong Kong team, so she ran to the Chinese women's table tennis team to join in the fun.
"Jia Jia, will you participate in the World Cup next month?" Zhu Qi asked.
"Yes, we will participate. Then we can meet again!" Jia Jia took a sip of noodles and smiled happily.
However, next month's World Cup will be held in Mexico City, and it is not yet known whether the Chinese and Hong Kong teams can live together.
"Oh, right, why don't you take a picture with our Hong Kong team?" Jia Jia suddenly suggested, her mouth bulging with food. "It'll be a souvenir. We never know when we'll have the chance to come to Beijing again."
During the week since Jiajia came here, she speaks Mandarin more clearly. If you listen carefully, you can probably guess what she is saying.
Maomao nodded: "Okay, there will be many opportunities for us to communicate together in the future."
When it was time to take the photo, all the players from the Hong Kong team gathered around.
The captain of the Hong Kong men's team was booed by the boys and pushed to the middle position. He felt a little embarrassed and stood behind the three girls and made a "yeah" gesture.
Maomao, the captain of the women's team, shook hands with him and said, "Thank you for speaking up for us yesterday. I'm Zu Tianjiao, the captain of the women's team. I wish the Hong Kong team good results in the World Cup."
"No, you're welcome. It's my duty..." He smiled and responded in somewhat awkward Mandarin.
Because his Mandarin was not standard, he stuttered a little when he spoke, and his face turned red as he spoke.
Ah Shui stood behind Zhu Qi and teased, "Didn't this guy stutter when he spoke yesterday? Has he never seen a girl before? Why is his face so red?"
"You are not fluent in Mandarin, right?" Zhu Qi turned around and found that he also stretched out his hand towards him.
Out of politeness, Zhu Qi also simply shook hands.
When she shook hands with him, she saw that the boy's index finger was as long as his middle finger.
This is a bit novel.
Under normal circumstances, it is normal for the index finger and ring finger to be the same length, or for one of the index finger and ring finger to be shorter than the other.
People with the same index and middle fingers tend to practice violin or piano more often, and are very rare among athletes.
Ah Shui looked at him curiously. "Your last name is Sen? I just saw you talking to reporter Sen from CCTV5. Are you two brothers?"
"He is, my cousin." Mori Yunan answered politely, speaking slowly, as if he wanted to speak Mandarin but his tongue was a little awkward.
oh.
That’s right.
Brother Fat Tiger said that this little stutterer used to be a member of the Chaojing team. He was probably away for too long and the language system had errors.
Ah Shui was amused by his stuttering and burst out laughing.
Maomao waved goodbye to the Hong Kong team and quickly left with Ah Shui.
"No wonder Reporter Mori works at CCT5. Turns out he has a younger brother who also plays table tennis," Ah Shui said cheerfully, sandwiched between the two. "But why doesn't his brother join the national team?"
"What else could it be?" Qin Xiaoba came over and said, "Of course it's because they can't get in. The Hong Kong team is not very competitive."
Ah Shui glanced at him and said, "Let me show you what you can do. If it weren't for your sister, would you be able to make it to the national team?"
"What's wrong with my sister? What's wrong with me? I was also among the top three in the youth training camp!" Qin Xiaoba patted his chest loudly.
"I mean—if you hadn't trained and studied with Bao Bao since you were little, would you have been able to make the national team?"
“I also contributed my own efforts, okay?”
"What have you worked so hard for..."
My younger brother and sister are arguing in the front.
Zhu Qi and Maomao both had mixed feelings as they followed behind.
The final controversial ball between Jamie and Maomao was actually hard to tell.
Even the cat was not sure whether it was touching the edge or out of bounds.
Zhu Qi knew this because she didn't hear the sound of the ball rubbing against the edge of the table.
Song Linzhou knew it was because his dynamic vision had always been the best in the team.
So...how did the captain of the Hong Kong men's team know this?
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