Ping Pong Life

Chapter 101
Fan Xiaoxian suddenly stood up from the chair, and was about to protest to the referee, but was stopped by Wang Chao.

"Don't be impulsive." Wang Chao said, "Look at it before you talk."

The ball flew high and then bounced high until it surpassed Geng Shuai's head.

Geng Shuai took a step back, raised his racket, and dunked.

The ball fell to Niu Linjun's side, but it was already an unattainable height. When it fell again, it even flew over the baffle and landed on the audience, which shows the weight of this board.

Geng Shuai scored, 1:0.

Fan Xiaoxian let out a "huh" and quickly sat down.

Wang Chao said: "Don't think Brother Geng is so fragile. Anyway, when he faced Christian Hart on the field, he smashed five goals first before collapsing."

He paused, and added: "The last time I met Hiroshi Yoshikawa, he was so vulnerable because it was the fourth game. At that time, his concentration was already distracted, but today is the first game. He The first two rounds only lasted 16 minutes, and there are so many spectators encouraging him... I think Brother Geng is in a pretty good state of mind now."

Fan Xiaoxian's beautiful eyes flashed, and said: "His affairs...you know?"

Wang Chao let out a "hmm".

But Fan Xiaoxian said again: "Qin Huachang told you?"

Wang Chao nodded.

Fan Xiaoxian seemed to want to ask, but held back.

"Sister Xian, you don't have to guess, it's not a secret."

Wang Chao took the initiative and said, "He is just going to visit Liancheng City in southern Shonan Province, passing through Jiangcheng City on the way, so he just stopped by to see me."

Compared to Spade Q's relaxed atmosphere, the atmosphere in Jingyue Bay's players' bench was a bit dignified.

Fang Yuan and the four players around her were staring at the small ball flying high into the sky, wondering if Geng Shuai could continue dunking.

This is already the sixth ball.

Some things may feel ashamed at the beginning, but once you do it for the first time, there will be no psychological barriers later.

For example, a big guy in women's clothing, or throwing a high ball.

So Niu Linjun didn't do anything in this round, he just focused on hitting the high ball.

For the first and second balls, he lobbed the ball directly and was shot to death by Geng Shuai.

For the third and fourth balls, Geng Shuai sent a high throw. He returned the high ball directly and was shot to death by Geng Shuai.

On the fifth ball, he continued to throw the ball high and was shot to death.

Now it is the sixth ball, he still puts the ball high, he bets that Geng Shuai will collapse.

Because Fang Yuan told him last night that Geng Shuai was crushed by the sixth golf ball in the international arena.

And half a month ago at the home court of Osmanthus Fragrance Club, Hiroshi Yoshikawa only hit three high balls, and Geng Shuai collapsed.

So at this moment, the twelve eyes of a woman and five men in Jingyuewan were watching the slowly falling silver ball, waiting for Geng Shuai to collapse.

Geng Shuai stepped back, raised his racket, and there was a loud "snap", another perfect heavy kick.

6: 0.

Niu Linjun's hands trembling slightly, he glanced to the sidelines, and saw Fang Yuan's affirmative and confident eyes.

This is telling him: "Keep playing."

Niu Linjun threw the ball to Geng Shuai.

Geng Shuai serves and continues to toss high.

Niu Linjun took a deep breath.

At this moment, he had an irresistible urge to slice the ball, and even himself had the urge to kick the board and directly volley it.

"Why can he be so irresponsible and random, but I have to be careful, trembling, and calculating every ball?"

But in the end he suppressed the impulse in his heart, took a step back very rationally, and raised the ball high into the sky.

His face was a little pale, because he knew that there were only the last five balls left.

Geng Shuai hesitated for a moment.

After pumping six high balls in a row and serving two and a half rounds of high toss, his resistance to mental disorders also began to weaken.

But at this time he made an unknown covert action.

He pinched his palm hard with his left thumb, pinching so hard that his nails might have gotten into the tender flesh of his palm.

This is not what Wang Chao taught him, but what he thought of.

He used to be a bad-tempered, aggressive guy who liked to fight. Compared with Wang Chao, a good-natured boy, he knew that pain was the best way to stay awake.

He used the sharp pain to help him concentrate.

He stepped back and dunked again, scoring the point.

7: 0.

Niu Linjun was on the verge of collapse.

He was sweating profusely from head to toe, and he seemed to be physically exhausted, but in fact he didn't run much after the three rounds.

There was nothing in his mind, he just felt exhausted by the calculations, but in fact Geng Shuai's tactics were simple, rough and clear at a glance.

He is like Don Quixote fighting the windmill, exhausting all his strength, in exchange for the opponent's immobility.

Like a clown.

Heroic and hilarious.

He looked at the players' bench again.

Fang Yuan's gaze remained firm, even a little fierce, like an enraged female leopard, nodding slightly to Niu Linjun, signaling him to keep throwing high balls, don't be afraid.

Niu Linjun shook his head, chose to squat down, and tightened his shoelaces.

Geng Shuai stood quietly in front of the stage the whole time, watching every movement of Niu Linjun.

He knew what Niu Linjun was doing.

When I was in the national team, the coach also taught similar skills.

But since he came to table tennis, he has never used any skills in playing.

He always goes up and hits, simple and rude, relying on his innate physical condition and superhuman skills, he unreasonably beats most teams in the table tennis.

And when meeting Zhu Ding or Niu Linjun, he still chooses to be simple and rude.

So he will be beaten to death by Zhu Ding's 3:1 defensive counterattack, and he will also be dragged to death by Niu Linjun 3:0.

He never thought about changing, because he felt numb to winning or losing.

until now.

At this moment, seeing Niu Linjun trying every means to delay time and calm down his own emotions, Geng Shuai suddenly felt nostalgic.

He felt that today's battle, until now, had a little bit of the mood he had in the international arena.

That kind of calculation, that kind of intrigue, that kind of racking their brains just to get one more point.

That's what he tried to do...

He felt like he had "come back to life" today, from a walking dead to a flesh and blood.

He began to rethink how to make reasonable use of all off-court factors to win the game.

Then he thought.

He put the racket on the table, made a "pause" gesture to the referee, and walked slowly to the sidelines.

This is definitely a change that no one expected.

After tying his shoelaces, Niu Linjun got up together and found that there was no one there, and there was a countdown sign for a pause on the opposite table.

Everyone else is stupid...

Seeing Geng Shuai walking beside him, Wang Chao couldn't help asking: "Brother Geng, what do you think?"

"I didn't think too much about it." Geng Shuai was very honest: "I just think that he should be desperately trying to find a rhythm at this time. He is already quite chaotic, so I have to find a way to interrupt it and make him more chaotic. And a timeout was the only way I could think of."

Wang Chao could only smile wryly.

So, people like Brother Geng are legendary talented players.

Not only is his physical talent good, but his technical and tactical intuition is also very good.

Although he doesn't like to think and likes to play hardball, he is actually very sensitive to the situation and atmosphere of the game.

This is really a good piece of jade in the rough, a good seed with a chance to become a grand slam, but unfortunately, once you make a mistake, you will be delayed for life. Now that seven years have passed and you are older, the opportunity is gone forever.

It can be seen from this that how many talents should have been buried in the Chinese table tennis world over the years?

It's just that Niu Linjun is too pitiful.

The rhythm itself was chaotic, and when the timeout was called, he almost collapsed.

When the game resumed, he was still in a daze. Geng Shuai sent a high throw. He tried to throw the ball high, but the force of the shot was too strong, and the ball went directly out of the table.

8: 0.

Next came Niu Linjun's serve round.

He still hit a high ball.

Geng Shuai had the same reaction as before, with some hesitation, but the ball was high enough and fell slowly enough. After he hesitated, he still mustered up the courage to beat Niu Linjun to death.

The hot sweat that Niu Linjun had just wiped off gushed out again from the crevices in his hair.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and turned his head slightly, as if he wanted to look at Fang Yuan again, but in the end he held back forcefully and made a...short backspin.

At this last moment, the only thing he can rely on is still only the "short spin stalemate" he is familiar with.

He didn't dare to look at Fang Yuan, because he knew that Fang Yuan's attitude must be high.

But he doesn't want to listen anymore.

He was about to be overwhelmed by the voice from inside.

Geng Shuai really didn't expect it to be a short backspin.

But his reaction was extremely fast, as if he had returned to his heyday seven years ago, he took a step sideways in an instant, stepped forward, and directly turned sideways to violently attack the stage.

At this moment, Niu Linjun's heart almost jumped out of his chest!

He is willing to exchange three years of life for Geng Shuai to challenge and fail.

however……

The challenge was successful!

Niu Linjun tried his best to catch it, but he felt his body was heavier than ever, like a bag of cement wet by heavy rain. He pounced on it and swung the racket, but the ball wiped past the edge of the racket.

With a "plop", he fell to the ground. Although he was not injured, he was in an unprecedented embarrassment.

But on the player's bench in the distance, Fang Yuan's clear and faintly angry voice sounded: "We request a timeout."

The game is suspended again.

Niu Linjun stood outside the baffle, listening to Fang Yuan's endless lectures, feeling physically and mentally exhausted.

He listened to it for a long time, and only heard one meaning: the short backspin should not be played, but the high ball should be played, because something is wrong with Geng Shuai, and his short backspin is to let the opponent breathe a sigh of relief.

"But, I have already sent short backspin, what else can I do?"

"Time can't be turned back."

Niu Linjun only thought about these words in his heart, but didn't say them out.

"Last ball, put a high ball." Fang Yuan told him: "Don't worry about the other things. Even if you lose, we have a high probability of winning today. You just need to implement the established tactics from beginning to end."

Niu Linjun was silent for a long time before he said in a low voice: "Sister Yuan, have you ever thought that my head will be shaved, which would be embarrassing."

Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Can you win the ball with short backspin?"

Niu Linjun fell silent again.

He actually admired Fang Yuan very much, because he felt that Fang Yuan was the most professional team leader and the second professional coach among the twelve teams of the Table Tennis Championship.

The reason why it is a second-professional coach is because the coaches of the Sea God Club are too professional.

But Fang Yuan is the only woman among all the coaches, and she is so young and beautiful, intelligent and wise, with a strong aura, tenacious personality, superb intelligence, and decisive handling of things. All these words are gathered in Fang Yuan, making her seem to have a halo, sparkling with light.

And Fan Xiaoxian, the leader of Spade Q, Fang Yuan's best friend, looks like a heartless fool in comparison.

So Niu Linjun has a crush on Fang Yuan.

But Fang Yuan is not only outstanding in herself, but also has an even more superior family background. The entire Jingyue Bay Club belongs to her family.

Therefore, Niu Linjun's admiration is filled with awe and admiration, as well as a little inferiority complex, and he dare not express it, so he can only keep it silently.

He never felt that Fang Yuan had any flaws.

Until this moment, he suddenly had a strange thought.

He was thinking, in fact, the silly elder sister of Spade Q seems to be doing quite well.

Geng Shuai was able to stay in the same team for six years without moving, perhaps because...he had a good time, right?

The timeout ended, and the third game was quickly over.

The miracle did not happen, but Geng Shuai still withstood the pressure and beat Niu Linjun to death with the last heavy dunk, completely defeating his hard work.

Most importantly, this is still a bald ball.

In fact, Geng Shuai and Niu Linjun have no personal grievances. Instead, they drink together every year when they meet. As a big man in the Northeast, Niu Linjun is meticulous in his calculations on the court, but he is a very forthright and open man outside the court.

If he could choose, Geng Shuai didn't want this bald head.

But today's situation has turned into a mutual extreme pressure between him and Niu Linjun. Niu Linjun bets that he will collapse, and he bets that he will not collapse.

He really didn't dare to relax even a little bit.

He was afraid that as long as he deliberately gave up a ball, he would become like seven years ago, breaking the string in his heart, being rebounded by Niu Linjun, and letting the second chase the third.

So, I can only apologize.

At most, tonight I punish myself with three cups to apologize, for nothing!
(End of this chapter)