Ping Pong Life

Chapter 190 Happy Ping Pong
Wang Chao got the right to serve.

He did not rush to serve, but took a deep breath, and then gestured to the referee to signal a timeout.

Then he closed his eyes.

He needs to adjust his mood.

Even though his mentality was calm enough, the three consecutive victories in the previous rounds still made him inevitably feel underestimating the enemy. Before he knew it, he had played less steadily and rigorously than before.

Otherwise, facing Zhu Ding's first serve just now, he should have predicted it, instead of rushing to catch the ball when he finally found out that it was a chop, which would lead to a false high.

Facing Zhu Ding's second serve, he shouldn't have hesitated for 0.1 second.

Now that you know you have blind spots, why don't you find out and overcome them before the game?
This can only prove that he has underestimated the enemy, and he has been underestimating the enemy since the noon break, otherwise, what he has to do is not to take a beautiful nap, but to find Zhu Ding's video and watch it repeatedly.

When the whole world thinks he must win, he himself thinks that he must win, but this is wrong.

Because table tennis is round, all accidents may happen.

If you start to underestimate the enemy just after hitting here, then when you reach the top of the table tennis world in the future and meet the challenges of countless people all over the world, won't you be washed into a sieve?
Wang Chao eliminated all the small factors related to impetuousness in the body in the shortest time, and restored the original meticulous appearance.

At this moment, the buzzing in the auditorium was a bit loud, because everyone clearly remembered, about pausing and closing eyes, Zhu Shixian did this on the first day, Lin Zijun did this on the second day, and the morning of the third day Lin Zijun did this thing again.

And now it was five o'clock in the afternoon, and Wang Chao also closed his eyes.

So many people are wondering, does closing eyes for 15 seconds really have such a magical effect?

European and American athletes think more, because they think that Asians are more suitable for playing table tennis, so under the influence of this mentality, they inevitably wonder if this is a new mentality adjustment method developed by Asians. The race of the skin is effective.

Reporters from gossip tabloids who are afraid of chaos have already become excited, and plan to stick to the theme of "racial discrimination" after returning home, and rush a wave of traffic.

"Why can yellow people use this method, but we white people can't use it? Hurry up and publish the trick, it's not fair, give me a punch!"

Look how perfect this fire arch is.

Fifteen seconds passed in a blink of an eye, Wang Chao opened his eyes again, and sent an unremarkable short backspin.

He figured it out.

No matter how Zhu Ding changes, whether he is unfamiliar or familiar, his hard power is not as good as his own. Now he just needs to treat the other party as a strange challenger.

Then, his play strategy is very clear: seek stability.

Wang Chao didn't know, seeing this short backspin, Zhu Ding had countless tricks in his mind at this moment.

Yes, Zhu Ding has not only changed his playing habits, but also his way of thinking.

In the past, he just wanted to win, so he strictly implemented the rules that are customary in professional competitions. For example, if you take a high spin, I will charge you; if you spin too much, I will pull high; spin.

If you can't win in this way, it means that your strength is not strong enough, your speed is not fast enough, your steps are not scientific enough, and your touch is not delicate enough, so you just need to continue to practice hard.

But since he finished playing the water bird eagle, he felt that his pursuit of life was different.

He has only played in the world championship twice in his life, one was the Danish Open seven years ago, and the other is the current T2 Invitational Tournament, and he has been playing table tennis since then, so don’t look at him as Zhu Zeshi’s son, but he has met in this life The player who has been to the highest ranking in the world is Mizutori Hawk.

Because of his anger, he has never had the chance to fight against Sun Tianlong, Xiao Fei, Lin Li, and Bai Feng.

He did beat Luo Jiu at the Danish Open, but he didn't win.

So in a sense, defeating the waterfowl eagle is a very important milestone in his career.

And more importantly, the ball was completed under the witness of He Jingping.

This is his wish from seven years ago until now.

He signed up to jump in the queue to play T2, just to seek the status of a winner in a sense, and now he has obtained it.

All his wishes were quietly fulfilled in such an unknown situation.

So he was very happy.

Because not only the whole world has witnessed his success, but also the secret that belongs to only two people that the little martial uncle and him have tacitly shared.

He knew that Wang Chao was He Jingping's disciple, but the truth was that He Jingping left after watching the match and never met Wang Chao at all.

He recalled those days when he was jealous of Wang Chao in Pingjia, and couldn't help laughing, feeling his shallowness.

Such Zhu Ding is happier.

He also thought of his feelings when he left Guoping seven years ago: He never wanted to win glory for the country, he didn't have so many great dreams, he just wanted to play happily.

That being the case, why not let yourself go?
At that moment, Zhu Ding's mind was pierced by an invisible finger. Outside was a vast and boundless space, full of all kinds of whimsical ideas. He felt that his mind was opened. Restricted by those professional rules, it is full of infinite possibilities.

Why does it have to explode when the ball is released?
What if the guy on the opposite side is best at receiving bursts?

I want to cut a board, sharpen a board, wash a board, so what can I do, you bite me?
Even if I deliberately don't catch the ball, let it fall down, and then down, all the way to the bottom of the table, and when he is about to hit the ground, I will pick him up with the racket, like fishing for a moon in a sea, what can I do?
The audience will not scold me, but they will think that my fight is very interesting.

The coach might scold me, but all I have to do is put on my sunglasses so he can't see my face.

And how could the little master scold me?
Next year I will go to the Panlong team, but my father is full of peaches and plums, and the coach of the Panlong team happens to be from my rich family. How dare he scold me?

Coach Wang Shou didn't dare to scold me for six years.

I might lose, but what does it matter?I didn't want to bring glory to my country.

I just want to have fun ping pong.

Zhu Ding was in this wonderful state of mind-wandering all day yesterday, and all kinds of strange thoughts kept fermenting in his mind. At noon, he sneaked out and mustered up the courage to call He Jingping, but the phone didn't get through. , because He Jingping turned off the phone.

Later he guessed that He Jingping should be sitting on the plane back to the imperial capital at that time.

But it doesn't matter whether the call was made or not. The important thing is that he took the initiative to make the call. He took this step, and the block in his heart was instantly dispelled.

In ancient times, there was a prince who visited Dai'an Road, and he went there when he was excited, and returned when he was exhausted. Why should he see Dai?
Today, I am calling my junior uncle, calling when I am happy, and hanging up when I am exhausted, why bother to connect?
That's why today he took the initiative to ask Wang Chao to shave his head.

He wasn't being angry, let alone talking ironically, but at that moment he remembered the battle in the Pingjia. He remembered that Wang Chao shaved his head bald in the last round of that battle.

He didn't feel ashamed, but thought it was a really interesting thing, so why not let such an interesting thing repeat itself in the World Series?
Of course, when the fight really started, his attitude was serious.

He vaguely knew that his current state might be the legendary "break and then stand up", but he couldn't figure out a clear direction to move forward. He was just broken, but he still couldn't stand up.

His inherent offensive routines cannot kill Wang Chao, but his whimsy may be able to.

He spent three rounds holding it tight, observing hard, trying to find some opportunities.

If it was before, he couldn't find it, but now, his thinking is speeding on countless new tracks, so he found some.

For example, Wang Chao is also a human being, and he will be tricked. When he slashes, he will be surprised for a moment.

For another example, Wang Chao also has blind spots. Even though he overcomes them extremely quickly, he finally exposed his flaws at that moment.

But now, seeing Wang Chao's short backspin, which was so cautious that he didn't reveal any flaws, Zhu Ding's mind began to blow a new storm.

You can't beat Wang Chao in a short fight, and you can't beat the stability of short balls in the court.

But can I handle it in some unconventional way?

For example... I want to attack this ball by force, what should I do?

Zhu Ding looked at the ball again, it was very short and low, and it landed on the left of the center of his table.

He vaguely remembered that this morning, Lin Zijun once twisted a ball like this. It was a super difficult twist that shocked the world.

Zhu Ding asked himself that he couldn't do it.

So, what about challenge?

As we all know, there are two biggest differences between picking and twisting the ball.

First, the pick is the forehand position, while the twist is the backhand position.

Second, when the ball is twisted, the racket is always pressed down, and the racket is in contact with the upper part of the ball, and it needs to use friction to pull the ball up completely.

But the pick is different. When the racket is facing forward, the pick is slightly upturned. It needs to wrap the ball first, and then turn the wrist to press down. No matter how low the ball is, it can be forcibly picked up and hit.

Then Wang Chao's intention to send short backspin to his left hand is obvious, and he feels that he can't spin the ball.

Zhu Ding never thought about these minutiae before, but today he figured it all out in this instant.

Then he decided to give it a try.

So in the eyes of all the audience, Zhu Ding's body quickly moved to the left, and then he inserted the racket obliquely to the bottom of the ball, and performed a long-distance wrist flip with an extremely obvious posture.

The action lasted a long time, and when the racket was finally swung forward, the ball didn't seem to be ejected, but was more like being thrown out by the racket.

The buzz in the audience suddenly intensified.

Even the audience felt that something was wrong with the ball, and some people were already whispering to each other: "Have you got the ball? Have you got the ball? This should be a foul, right?"

The referee blew his whistle and pointed his arm straight at Zhu Ding, signaling that he had committed a foul.

The score became 2:1, and Wang Chao recovered one point.

Zhu Ding didn't care, he shrugged, feeling very happy.

He was actually very happy, because in fact, he couldn't pick the ball, but now he has passed the ball after all, and the angle and trajectory are quite good, which can be regarded as a high-quality return.

Everything was perfect except the foul.

What he's thinking about now is, if his arm and wrist swing faster, will he be able to fool the referee?
Wang Chao continued to serve, with another short backspin left-handed.

Staring at the ball, Zhu Ding couldn't think of any way to play it, but he still didn't want to fight step by step.

So he used the latest swinging technique and hit the ball directly to the bottom line of Wang Chao's forehand.

Without hesitation, Wang Chao turned sideways and charged.

Zhu Ding didn't retreat at all, and he wasn't going to pull back. He moved forward, firmly pressed against the front of the stage, with his racket erected, and vigorously pushed to block.

Of course, this is not a conventional tactic. The correct way to play is to take a step back and pull the ball back hard.

But Zhu Ding knew that he couldn't pull Wang Chao right now, so what he thought of at this moment was the match between Wang Chao and Lin Zijun in the morning.

One of the purposes of that game throughout the whole process was "not to retreat". The young players of the new generation are too fast and the rhythm is too fast. cause the body to lose balance.

Zhu Ding intends to reproduce this concept to some extent.

Of course, he can't swing his arms to pull the ball in front of the stage, so he can only push and block vigorously, so that the quality of the ball returned will not be high, but because it is a stalemate inside the stage, the ball will not spin, regardless of speed. Or strength is leveraged.

He wanted to fight Wang Chao at a fast pace.

Wang Chao pulls again.

Zhu Ding pushed again.

Wang Chao pulled back.

Zhu Ding pushed again.

Wang Chao shot left and right, and the small balls kept falling on different positions of the table. Almost every ball changed its line greatly, which can be called a lot of changes. The attacks were simply and rudely blocked back.

At this moment, some elderly fans in the stands even exclaimed "Huh", because this scene reminded them of someone in history.

Bay Island head coach Jiang Peirong.

Back then, Jiang Peirong was well-known in the table tennis world for his straight-handed push and block. People in the Jianghu called it "ghost push and block".

He was honored as the head coach of Bay Island not only because he is five years older than Zhuang Huishen, but also because he was once a well-known figure in the table tennis world.

At this time Zhu Ding was finally defeated.

He seemed to push vigorously, but he couldn't regain the initiative from Wang Chao from the beginning to the end. However, within such a short distance in the stage, he blocked the speed and couldn't keep up. It was messed up, and finally Wang Chao hit him with a backhand in the gap, and missed it directly.

The score was tied at 2:2.

　Thanks to "Autumn Wind House" for the reward.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)