79 Mexico World Cup
◎Isn’t it possible that she will always win the World Cup gold throne in the future?◎
Sino-US Exchange Competition
The seven-day period finally ended.
As soon as he returned to the management center, Qin Xiaoba began to take the initiative to make arrangements.
"Tear it down, tear it down! Take down all those lights and decorations! They're so annoying! And then sprinkle some water! Get rid of the bad luck! Disinfect every place where Americans have lived!"
Seeing Qin Xiaoba yelling, Big Bear felt helpless: "How can you be so exaggerated? Are you treating me like a plague god?"
"Of course they are, a bunch of monsters."
Although the person is gone.
But many of the remaining problems remain.
Although Jamie's blood report has not passed, he is not allowed to participate in the World Cup next month.
But it is difficult to guarantee that the report two years later will not fail.
Xu Dong told Bao Bao.
Regardless of whether Jamie's final blood report can pass or not, we must prepare as if Jamie will participate in the Moscow World Games.
This is also what Ren Xinhua wants to tell the entire women's team.
If you want to win the championship, you must be fully prepared.
After seeing off the guests, the Chinese table tennis team players can finally start preparing for the Mexico World Championships in October.
The candidates representing the women's team in the singles competition were decided early on: Zhu Qi, Maomao, A Shui, Zuo Zuo, and You You.
There is no mixed doubles event in the World Championship Cup, so the women's doubles team sent two groups this time, Zhu Qi and A Shui and Maomao and Zuo Zuo.
There are about two women's doubles teams that practice doubles every night from 8 to 10 pm after dinner.
After practice, we also watched the video of Jamie and Maomao's game together for analysis.
Ren Xinhua assigned the players a task: keeping a training diary. The coaches were to review it weekly, and each diary entry was required daily. Ren Xinhua primarily reviewed the diaries of the key players, requiring each entry to be at least a thousand words.
"What do you write in the training diary?" Ah Shui asked, standing in the first row of the women's team with his hands behind his back.
"Your daily training tasks include a few sets of serves and rallies in the morning, physical training and sparring in the afternoon, and doubles training in the evening. You must write down everything you've done. Also, describe in detail any shortcomings you've identified after training and how you can improve them. For those of you who like to slack off, remember that your writing will be reviewed by the coaches. If you write about exercises you haven't practiced and get caught... you'll know the consequences. A good memory is worse than a poor pen. Review yourself carefully every day so that tomorrow's training can make up for what you didn't accomplish yesterday."
The players all showed painful expressions after hearing this.
The national team is really strict.
As Ren Xinhua spoke, he handed a stack of yellowed striped paper to Maomao and said, "Post these at the entrance of the training hall and use them as diary templates."
Maomao responded.
When she took it, she flipped through it and found that it was a diary written by previous players.
There are even a few training logs of Xu Dong and Chang Hongxia.
The men's team gathered around, and Qin Xiaoba craned his neck to ask, "Are there any of Brother Lu and Coach Gao? Check it out!"
Maomao actually found the training log that He Qianlu had written before.
But the notes were so rambling and full of typos and even Chinese pinyin, it was hard to make out what they were. But there were several sentences full of complaints, like the weather was too hot and the air conditioning wasn't cooling enough.
Ren Xinhua also wrote below: "The handwriting is illegible, and the punishment is to run 5,000 meters."
Zhu Qi couldn't help but laugh out loud.
I must tease him next time we meet.
Ren Xinhua walked over and said with a smile, "This is an error template. It's just to tell you to pay attention when writing. Although you are athletes and haven't taken academic classes for a long time, and your handwriting isn't required to be beautiful, you must write neatly. At least you should be able to recognize what's being written."
"yes--"
The training routine is dull, tedious, yet very ordinary.
Three points and one line every day.
Dormitory, cafeteria, training hall.
After many years, his former teammates have returned to their respective provinces. If they want to see each other, they have to wait until they both have time. Zhu Qi will miss his time in the national team very much.
Although I am very tired, every day is very fulfilling.
Everyone around me has a common goal and is working towards the same destination.
As the days go by.
The diary pages in Ren Xinhua's office are getting thicker and thicker, and the World Cup is getting closer.
Ren Xinhua sat at the table and began to look through the diaries written by the children.
The first thing I opened was Maomao’s diary, which was very thick.
She asked the players to write a thousand words a day, but Mao Mao wrote at least three thousand words, and the records were also very detailed...
"...From 7 to 7:30 this morning, I went to the coach's office to submit my World Cup registration form, then led the team on a morning run. From 8 to 8:30, I had breakfast, and from 8:30 to 9:30, I prepared for the first training session. During the first training session, I received and served ten sets, practicing new serves and fixed serves. My shoulders felt heavy, and I wondered if there was any blockage from the growth after the surgery..."
From the moment you open your eyes in the morning to the moment you go to bed at night.
Maomao records everything in detail.
There are reflections, insights, and my own arrangements for various trainings.
He is a role model for a player.
Ren Xinhua was very satisfied and took out Zhu Qi's training diary. After reading it, he found the difference between "Black Bone" and "White Paper".
Zhu Qi simply described his training process in one sentence: two high leg swings, ten sets of serve and receive, and weighted vest heartbeat box training...
About 800 of the 1,000 words were devoted to describing in detail the video of Jamie's match that he and Xu Dong watched in the evening, and then he wrote a lot of ideas on how to beat Jamie.
——"...Jamie's forehand topspin has some shadows of a loop shot, but unlike a loop shot, the arc of an American topspin shot is not high or round. It has some shadows of a baseline drive, but the spin is almost comparable to a loop shot. Jamie's backhand is not as good as his forehand. If he can change the landing point more, he will have a better chance of scoring..."
The next day, Zhu Qi began to conduct technical analysis on A Shui.
——"... Ah Shui's hands tend to get loose easily, so you can score points by just playing more forehand rallies with her. Touch is something that depends 30% on practice and 70% on talent. Ah Shui's talent isn't bad, but because of her fake left hand, she's at a disadvantage in terms of power..."
On the third day, there is also a cat's observation journal.
"...Maomao has a rigorous basketball IQ and a clean, crisp style of play, emphasizing technique and tactics in the first three shots. Each shot is of high quality, and he's very good at turning defense into offense, using offense to defend against any tricky shot. However, after the third shot, the quality of his play declines..."
Not only the women's team is being observed, but the men's team as well.
Ren Xinhua carefully flipped through all the pages one by one.
She found that Zhu Qi had a very thorough understanding of a player's strengths and weaknesses, which was not inferior to many current national team coaches.
If Maomao puts all his energy into improving himself, Zhu Qi also observes various different players and then judges how to deal with scoring based on the opponent's strength level.
Ren Xinhua was very satisfied with the diary of the women's team, and could even see some problems of other players from Zhu Qi's diary.
But the men's team was more of a headache. Except for Song Linzhou's handwriting, everyone else's handwriting was so sloppy that it hurt my eyes to read.
She sent everyone back and asked all the men's team to run on the playground as punishment.
Zhu Qi's foot injury took three or four days to heal after the American team left, and it was finally almost healed.
This also made Ren Xinhua feel relieved.
After observing for a while, Ren Xinhua discovered that Zhu Qi had actually discussed a set of secret codes with A Shui.
When you start to cross the ball on both sides, the hand that is not holding the racket is used to cue.
Slapping your legs with the palm of your hand is an attack, and slapping your legs with the back of your hand is a defense.
A clenched fist means changing positions, a gun gesture means the next ball will be a long ball... and so on.
Even at the end of the practice, A Shui could understand Zhu Qi's thoughts without using these gestures.
Maybe this is the tacit understanding that comes from eating, living and sleeping together for four years.
During the break, Ah Shui joked, "The difference between me, Bao Bao, Xiao Xue Nuo, and Pineapple Head is that we've never kissed before."
Qin Xiaoba almost spit out water when he heard this, and pointed at his head towards A Shui, meaning "Is there something wrong with your brain?"
The women's team is training in full swing, and even Sasa and Youyou, who have just joined the first team, have improved their level.
——The Mexico World Cup has finally begun.
The World Cup is one of the three major competitions.
Zhu Qi, who has sat on the "Golden Throne" twice, is still determined to win it this time.
After the list came out, Zhu Qi did not see Jin Lili's name on it.
"Huh? Jin Lili isn't participating in this World Cup?" A Shui also came over to see.
Zhu Qi looked up and down again, and after making sure he didn't see anything, he closed the list. "There are only three people from South Korea participating this time. There's Ahn Ji-hye, who plays for the mixed table tennis team, but there's no Kim Lili."
So strange.
Didn’t they say that Han Taiyang had completed his military service and returned to be Jin Lili’s supervisor?
Could it be that the two of them only started to develop a coach-player relationship after the formation of the mixed table tennis team, and there was not enough time for them to get used to each other, so they gave up this World Championship Cup?
Ah Shui disagreed: "Who cares? She can come if she wants. It's better if she doesn't come. It will reduce her competitiveness."
But Zhu Qi felt a little strange.
I always feel like I'm holding back a big move, waiting for the Moscow World Games two years later.
Maomao and Zhu Qi were thinking along the same lines and began counting on their fingers. "North Korea's Xi Ling'en and America's Jamie. These two are currently the women's team's biggest competitors. Then there's Russia's Xiao Xue Nuo and Japan's Zaiyuan Xiang. Now we've added South Korea's Jin Lili and Hong Kong's Huang Jiajia... I feel like the World Games in two years will be a battle of the gods."
None of them is easy to deal with.
This World Cup will most likely be a low-profile version of the Moscow women's singles two years later.
Arriving in Mexico City in October, they were first baptized by a rainstorm in this largest and most culturally and historically rich city in Latin America.
But fortunately, the geographical location here is good, the temperature is over 20 degrees during the day, and it dries naturally quickly.
A Shui pulled Zhu Qi and shouted that he wanted to try the local corn rolls.
Cat scared her: "I heard that Mexicans eat locusts. Do you want to try it too?"
After hearing this, Ah Shui lost his appetite and waved his hands repeatedly.
But Zhu Qi was very interested, as she loved eating fried cicada pupae when she was a child.
During the very brief three years that I spent with my mother, my impression of her became increasingly faint as time went by.
But I will always remember that when my mother was sick, she would carry me on her back, take a bamboo pole to catch spring cicadas on the tree, and then go home and just add a little salt, no oil needed, and stir-fry them to make them fragrant.
Many people may not be able to accept this kind of fried insects, but actually... it is really delicious, salty, a bit like fried pork belly.
As he grew older, Zhu Qi had more and more money in his pocket, but the few remaining memories of his childhood became increasingly faint.
She can hardly remember what her mother looks like.
A slightly scorching wind blew as the players sat next to the bus stop waiting for the coach to rent a car.
There are several shops nearby, with ornaments with local characteristics and various handicraft hanging outside.
Suddenly, Ah Shui took out a large earring and gestured it to Zhu Qi's face: "Wow! So beautiful! This suits you so well! Bao Bao! I'll buy it for you!"
"No, no, why would I buy it? I don't have pierced ears."
"I'll definitely get my ears pierced in the future. I bought it first and then wore it after getting my ears pierced. Look, cat! It suits Bao Bao very well, doesn't it?"
"It's really good. This blue one looks good too."
"Miss, please forgive me, I won't wear this..."
There was a lot of noise, and several girls were making a fuss.
In the overlapping years, they have become people who spend more time with each other than family members.
“Beep—”
The coaches blew the assembly whistle.
The training area is over 2,000 meters high, which has an impact on the physical fitness of Asians. The coaches have to take the players to do aerobic training first.
To prevent hypoxia, the team doctors also rented an oxygen concentrator from a nearby hospital.
After the draw list came out, Jia Jia and Xiao Snow were in Maomao's half, and Yuan Xiang and A Shui were in Zhu Qi's half.
This time, the Japanese team was very reserved when they came. They were no longer as arrogant as they were in Tokyo and Zhuhai. When they saw reporters, they were slightly polite and looked elegant and "nuclear".
Even when some reporters interviewed and asked about the preparations for the World Cup in Mexico and how to deal with the Chinese team, the Japanese players showed humility. The Japanese coach was especially humble and said: "The Chinese team has always been our role model, and this World Cup is also a great learning opportunity for us."
Xu Dong used clothes to find a place for Zhu Qi and let her lie on the clothes to warm up.
Zhu Qi listened to the interview record of the Japanese team while warming up.
Let’s be honest.
Zhu Qi still admires the Japanese team's adaptability.
It doesn’t matter whether you have said any big words before, as long as you are sure that you can’t win, then you will acknowledge your opponent as your grandson.
The main feature is a fast sliding speed and good sliding posture.
You really want to tell them to be tough when they meet a strong opponent! To be like the Chinese people and not give in! To live standing up! Not to die on your knees!
They can't do it because this ethnic group doesn't have this function in their DNA.
For example, if you tell a eunuch to get hard like a man, he will think you are insulting him and hate you because he just doesn't have that thing.
Eunuch!
You have to look like a eunuch!
Until now, Zhu Qi still didn't understand the romance of Japan's seppuku culture... In her previous life, whenever she was still able to move while lying in bed, she would take one away when she heard that the family had decided to give up on saving her.
This is also the third time that Yuan Xiang has met Zhu Qi in a world competition.
As expected, she lost to Zhu Qi again with a score of [2:4] and was eliminated in the quarterfinals.
But Yuan Xiang made progress this time and didn't cry.
Instead, he came over with a wry smile and shook hands with Zhu Qi. Even his tone of voice became much more respectful. He was no longer as domineering as before. Instead, he looked at Zhu Qi with a sense of resignation and acceptance of the facts.
As soon as Haraka lost, the Japanese team thought of a rhetoric to explain their loss, using the same excuse as before: "Haraka was unwell and her old illness had relapsed."
The last time I lost to Zhu Qi was [0:4], this time it was [2:4]!
At least we won two games!
There is progress in Sino!
I believe that in the near future, these rising stars in Japan will be able to reverse all of this and break the curse of the "Three Defeat Witch"!
But I heard that many fans in Japan have already had negative feedback and sent a letter to the Japan Sports Agency, saying half sarcastically and half mockingly:
"Since you're not feeling well, why don't you play? Let someone who's 'healthy' represent the Japanese team against the witches!"
"Why entrust such an important competition to someone who is not 'healthy' in every way? Where is the hope for Japan?!"
"If we continue to use a player who only cares about his looks, we won't see the future of Japanese table tennis!"
Zhu Qi has no time to care about Japan's future.
She only knew that three of the four semi-finalists in this World Cup were Chinese.
She, Maomao, A Shui and Russia's Xiao Xuenuo all reached the quarter-finals.
A Shui lost to Zhu Qi and Xiao Snow lost to Maomao.
The Chinese team's "companion stars" met again in the finals.
Because both of them are Chinese and it is a world-class competition.
Therefore, the coaching staff does not assign off-field coaches, and insists on treating everyone equally.
Everyone sat in the stands and watched two Chinese people fight a civil war in the Mexico City Stadium.
The coaching seats on both sides are empty. When the two players take a break after the game, they will walk to the rest area by themselves, wipe the sweat off their faces and coach themselves.
The two girls were sitting on two lounge chairs, one in the south and one in the north.
The way he took water, wiped sweat, and muttered to himself was surprisingly consistent.
Many years later.
When the Internet was developed, many table tennis enthusiasts saw this World Cup match while doing archaeology and wrote a particularly interesting title.
——《Teaching Myself How to Beat My Girlfriend》
——"The Love Divorce Scene of the Female Team's Parents"
——"Children sit in the stands and watch their "parents" fight."
The end of life is to ship CP.
Only CP fans know that it’s fun to support one person, and it’s fun to support them all the time.
Especially the iron CP that can stand the test of time after many years.
Great tonic!!
The coaching staff felt helpless as they watched the score on the field change from [1:0] at the beginning to [1:1], then to [2:1]... and finally to [3:3], entering the seventh deciding game.
Even the Buddha felt that the cat had made some small mistakes.
Even in the quarter-finals and semi-finals, when he was playing against young Snow, he didn't make these mistakes.
I don’t know if it’s because the person opposite me is Zhu Qi.
Or it is because Maomao made these mistakes without any off-field guidance.
But Ren Xinhua felt that Maomao's mistakes were caused by Zhu Qi.
Zhu Qi also knew that many outsourced companies were sitting in the stands.
They were all waiting to watch the final between him and Maomao, wanting to see how the winner would defeat the other, and then learn the winner's playing style to snipe the other person later.
Zhu Qi didn't want to explicitly expose Maomao's current lag problem in posing, so he tried his best to compete with Maomao on the quality of the single board.
But when it came to the seventh game, Maomao began to actively engage in a multi-shot stalemate with Zhu Qi.
This is a bit like a fight between Southern Fist and Northern Leg. Northern Leg knows that Southern Fist's leg has just been injured, and wants to take the initiative to fight with his fists as a sign of respect. However, Southern Fist takes the initiative to show his injured part and fight with Northern Leg.
This may be the arrogance of top athletes. Maomao doesn't think that he is inferior to Zhu Qi just because he has more shots.
The exchange match with Jamie was a long-lasting stalemate that led to the final controversial ball.
Although the score for that ball should have been his, if the quality had been kept up, Jamie's shot would have gone out of bounds more often and there would have been no controversial ball.
Zhu Qi knew that although Maomao was a recognized model student in the team, he also had a rebellious side.
She knew that Zhu Qi was currently the top female player in active service, but she was also unwilling to accept the result and wanted to challenge Zhu Qi.
Whether it's the quality of the board or the multi-shot stalemate, Maomao wants to prove that he has filled the ten-month gap and caught up with the big guys...
One beat, two beats, three beats...
The cat's body became heavier and heavier as it was hit.
She felt her waist was as stiff as a piece of old wood, without any elasticity.
When the last ball was lost, the cat closed its eyes.
【11:05】
Zhu Qi won the last game.
The latest winner of the World Cup is born!
At the age of 19, he won the World Cup Gold Throne for three consecutive times! !
If we say that when Zhu Qi was fifteen years old, he entered the World Cup as a dark horse.
Now, people don’t find it strange anymore.
Many foreign media outlets have discussed this.
This kid is only 19 years old now!
She still has many years of career ahead of her!
It won’t be her who wins the World Cup gold throne every time in the future!
If the first time he won the Golden Throne was the excitement of proving himself, the second time was more of joy, and the third time was... very ordinary.
I feel that it is my due if I get it, and it would be abnormal if I don’t get it.
From receiving awards to registering autographs to receiving gifts to taking photos to post-match interviews... Zhu Qi was already familiar with the process. He stood in front of the camera and began to answer reporters' questions with ease.
Q: "How do you feel now that you have won the Golden Throne for the third time?"
A: “I feel like… I just played to my full potential. And I think there was some luck involved in winning the World Cup.”
Q: "The Golden Throne is easy for you, so will you continue to participate in the next World Cup? Or will you focus all your energy on the Grand Slam?"
A: "I haven't thought about this question. I still have to listen to the coaching staff's arrangements." ...
After all, it's honor and bonus.
No one will complain about having too much.
The World Cup is over.
In the men's singles, Daxiong also successfully defended his gold title, and the Chinese team once again demonstrated its control over the world of table tennis.
In women's doubles, Zhu Qi and A Shui also won successfully.
The doubles golden throne has been widened a bit.
Ah Shui sat on the golden doubles throne, holding Zhu Qi's hand and asking, "Do you think we look like king and queen now? It feels like we're getting married. Should we drink the wedding wine next?"
“…” Zhu Qi.
It seems that everyone is perfect, and yet no one is perfect.
The World Cup only has the champion but no runner-up or third place.
It is the ascension of one person and the tragedy of 31 others.
Maomao stood at the outside of the crowd, looking at Zhu Qi who was surrounded by spotlights.
She was still wearing the wet jersey and hadn't changed it.
The wind in Mexico is 22 degrees, and it makes me feel inexplicably cold when it blows on my body.
What went wrong?
Maomao didn't know, but always felt that there was something wrong with his batting style.
Many balls flew uncontrollably to places where they could not be grasped.
How could this happen?
Maomao reached out and touched his right shoulder.
Through the clothes, I could feel the scar from the surgery.
The bumpy scar lines look like a soldier's medal of honor.
But it also means that I still can't get back to my peak form.
A man came over.
Ren Xinhua stood behind Maomao and reached out to touch the back of Maomao's hand which was touching his right shoulder.
I also watched this girl grow up.
How could he not understand her inner confusion?
China’s two “companion stars”.
One of them shines brighter.
Maomao suddenly noticed that the gap between himself and Zhu Qi was widening little by little.
Maomao knew that she was four years older than Zhu Qi.
Sooner or later, you will be beaten to death on the beach by the waves behind you.
She may have missed the best golden period to hit the Grand Slam, but she does not regret any of the choices she made before, whether it was insisting on playing when injured or forcing herself to play despite injections.
She will hold on to her position a little longer.
Just like how Sister Xia was waiting for me back then...waiting...
Release the last bit of your energy.
Lifting up another rising star.
【Author’s words】
I won’t write in detail about the 1997 direct-to-tournament. Anyway, it’s just these people. Let me see what else is on the schedule [takes off glasses]… I’ve almost finished writing the transition plot. Ah, I’m finally going to write about Moscow 1998!
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