Ping Pong Life

Chapter 105
There was warm applause in the auditorium, and some people even whistled and cheered. The excitement was not like winning a small inning, but like winning the whole game, which was a bit exaggerated.

No wonder.

Today is Jingyuewan's home stadium. The fans are so enthusiastic that they filled the stands with 3000 people, waiting to welcome the home team's massacre victory. But four and 10 minutes passed, and now it is Jingyuewan with a big score of 0. : 2 behind, both Niu Linjun and Li Huashan were beaten like dogs by the Q of Spades.

The audience was suffocated, they urgently needed to vent, even if it was just a small point at this moment, they couldn't help shouting loudly.

Gao Ming panicked even more, his hands were trembling slightly, he turned his head to ask for Wang Chao's help, but he didn't dare to look at Wang Chao, and said in a low voice, "This ball is mine."

He is taking the initiative to take the blame.

The voice is dry and a bit hoarse.

Wang Chao patted him on the shoulder, looked calm, and nodded to him: "Don't regret it, Brother Ming."

Before the start of the game, he can do all kinds of psychological counseling, but it is meaningless to talk about it when he is actually on the field. Whether he can achieve the intended effect depends on Gao Ming himself.

For the fourth ball, Wang Chao was still the first to attack, but was defended back again by Sun Yuan. Gao Ming tried to swing short, but took a backspin, and the score became 2:2.

So it was Gao Ming's turn to serve.

Gao Ming's serve was lackluster. The first ball was a short backspin, which was swung back by Li Huashan, and then Wang Chao made a strong attack, but because the ball was too short, he didn't dare to use force, so he just pulled a half-high loop ball. After the ball passed, Sun Yuanqiang hit him directly and beat him to death.

2:3, the spade q score was overtaken.

Gao Ming panicked even more.

For those two balls just now, he ate Sun Yuanqiang's spin, but now for this ball, he ate Sun Yuanqiang's smash.

He felt as if he couldn't catch Sun Yuanqiang's ball well no matter what.

He is also a little inferior, because Sun Yuanqiang is obviously a chipper, but the offense is much better than himself.

At this time, Wang Chao put his hand under the table and gestured for Gao Ming to steal a long ball.

Originally in the pre-match plan, what Gao Ming had to do was to seek stability all the way, so the planned serve was all short backspin, but now, Wang Chao felt that something was wrong, so he changed his mind temporarily and wanted Gao Ming to steal a try. try.

Gao Ming serves and steals long.

But maybe it was because Wang Chao made an extra gesture under the table just now, which made the opponent take precautions. Li Huashan perfectly predicted this stealer, and he stepped back sideways, bursting forward!
This board was extremely ferocious, giving full play to the advantages of the Northeast's height, arms, and strength. At such an extreme speed, even Wang Chao failed to defend well and was directly scored by Li Huashan.

Facts have proved that stealing long tactics failed.

4: 2.

By convention, when the two sides have played a total of six balls in the game, there is a chance to wipe off sweat.

Therefore, Li Huashan, who got the right to serve, was not in a hurry to make a move. He put the ball on the table and turned around to get a sweat towel.

When all three returned to the stage, Gao Ming hadn't returned yet.

He stood at the place where the towel was placed and wiped it over and over again, but his forehead was sweating like pulp, and he couldn't dry it no matter how much he wiped it.

The referee had to blow his whistle to warn him to go back to the game.

Gao Ming returned to the table, but he still didn't have the standard posture to catch the ball. He moved to Wang Chao's side and said in a low voice, "Wang Chao, later... you can attack directly."

Wang Chao looked at him in surprise.

"I can't, I can't catch the ball..." Gao Ming's lips trembled a little, and his tone of voice became a bit erratic, and he could only vaguely hear: "Please, just go straight...don't let me catch the ball..."

Wang Chao sighed inwardly and nodded.

He didn't try to continue to comfort or persuade, because the referee was already very impatient, and he was looking at his own side. He was afraid that if he said a word more, he would directly receive a red card.

Li Huashan served the ball, Wang Chao attacked directly, recovered a point, and the score became 4:3.

Li Huashan served again, Wang Chao attacked again, but failed, the score became 5:3, still a gap of two points.

"We can win this game."

On the player's bench, Fang Yuan finally showed a slight smile: "I understand, this clever guy seems to be specially used for defense. His strategic positioning is completely different from that of Tian Zhengguang and Lu Jia."

Lu Jia's position is the main attacker, Tian Zhengguang's position is half the main attacker, and Gao Ming's position is "assistant".

In fact, what Wang Chao and Lu Jia did when they paired up is what Gao Ming should do now.

Dirty work, tiring work, responsible for defense, responsible for making the ball, responsible for creating opportunities, these are the responsibilities of the auxiliary position.

When Wang Chao played with Lu Jia, it belonged to the support and flew with the shooter, and when Wang Chao played with Gao Ming, it belonged to the shooter with the support to fly.

But he couldn't move it.

Because this assistant not only couldn't do the dirty and tiring work, but he couldn't even do his own job.

"Q of Spades probably took a fancy to Gao Ming's stability, and wanted to use Gao Ming to stabilize the situation, and then use Wang Chao's offensive ability to solve the battle, but this support is too weak, and he can't even do his most basic duties. Not good, so Wang Chao is in a hurry." Fang Yuan said with a smile the key point of this round.

She thought Wang Chao was in a hurry, but it wasn't Wang Chao who was in a hurry, it was Gao Ming who was afraid, and he begged Wang Chao to resolve the battle alone.

Wang Chao could only bite the bullet.

Even if he wanted to adjust his mentality, he had to wait until the first game was over. Wang Chao was neither a psychiatrist nor a god. He couldn't help Gao Ming solve such a huge psychological panic in just a few seconds of interval.

So the only thing he can do is to follow Gao Ming's request, recklessly attack, and try to beat Gao Ming to death before Gao Ming shows his flaws.

But he found he couldn't...

He's not that strong yet.

In other words, even if Sun Tianlong replaces Wang Chao now, it is impossible to achieve this level.

Doubles is walking on two legs. If you are crippled, no matter how strong your one leg is, you cannot run on two legs.

You'll be dragged to death by your lame leg.

From this moment on, the speed of the score increase suddenly accelerated.

6: 3.

7: 3.

8: 3.

9: 3.

10: 3.

When only the last ball was missing, it happened to be Gao Ming's turn to serve again.

He looked at Wang Chao for help with terrified eyes.

He desperately needs instructions.

Wang Chao sighed softly in his heart, forcing himself not to look at him.

In fact, at this score, the first game has already been lost. In this kind of garbage time, Wang Chao really hopes that Gao Ming can take the initiative to adjust his mentality.

He didn't look at Gao Ming, hoping that Gao Ming could rely on his own judgment to decide the way to serve.

It really doesn't matter what kind of ball he serves, as long as he dares to think for himself, judge himself, and then act according to his own judgment, his confidence will naturally increase.

So he hoped that Gao Ming would not send short backspin.

You can serve any ball casually, stealing long, running the ball, and even picking the ball Wang Chao can accept it.

Because short backspin is the panacea choice for all players when they have no choice, but only if you take the initiative to leave the comfort zone, it means that you still have fighting spirit and have not yet surrendered psychologically.

But obviously, Gao Ming is not the kind of outstanding player born with a big heart.

He is so mediocre.

When he saw Wang Chao's cold and calm face, his heart seemed to explode. He only wondered if he had been rejected, if he had let Wang Chao down, or if he had messed up the only chance in this life.

He hastily sent a short backspin, but because his movement was too deformed, he directly served the ball and hit the net, committing suicide.

There was a roar of laughter in the stands.

Gao Ming's face flushed instantly, he put the racket on the table, and fled back to the sidelines as fast as he could for his life.

There are his teammates here, as well as Sister Xian. These people get close to him through the baffle, which makes him feel a little bit of stability.

At this moment, the atmosphere in Spade Q Club was a little silent, until Geng Shuai slowly moved in front of Wang Chao and Gao Ming.

Wang Chao thought Geng Shuai was here to comfort Gao Ming.

But Geng Shuai stared at Gao Ming with fierce eyes, and said in a low voice: "You are really a trash."

Gao Ming was stunned, his originally fragile nerves almost collapsed at this moment, he opened his mouth, and said "ah", his voice was very hoarse.

"Do you know what you are doing? You forced Wang Chao to fight two people alone, and he had to fight desperately. If he fights like this, he will be sprayed. Everyone will see that he is attacking blindly. , keep losing points, everyone will feel that he made a mistake, because they can't see the truth of the matter, only I know, you let him do it, right?"

Geng Shuai grabbed his collar and almost lifted half of him up, his expression was a bit ferocious at this moment: "So... rubbish, are you throwing the blame on Wang Chao?"

Gao Ming desperately shook his head.

He wanted to explain, but couldn't think of how to explain himself.

I begged Wang Chao to attack, even if the ball couldn't be attacked at all.

Wang Chao was unwilling to reject himself, so he forcibly attacked.

Are you really throwing the pot away?
I do not have it……

But in the stands, why have there been so many boos?
So he thought in a daze, am I really rubbish?
Even if I was given such a good opportunity, even if I accompanied me for three days of special training, even if I performed well during the training, but when I actually went on the field, I still couldn't do anything...

I'm a piece of trash who would be defeated by substitute players in the city team...

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