Ping Pong Life

Chapter 191 The Truth Revealed (Add More)
Zhu Ding regained the right to serve.

Before this game, some sharp-tongued players described it as "the most unanticipated world-class final", but until now, it has aroused many people's interest.

Although the scores in the first three rounds were one-sided, Zhu Ding's tenacity did not make the content of the game too dull, and this round, until now, the whole process is surprisingly interesting.

It can be said that almost every ball is a different style.

These few balls made the participating players stunned. They recalled Zhu Ding's previous two games against Waterfowl Eagles and Lu Feiyang, and compared this ball, they had no idea what the 27-year-old guy's true style was. What's up.

Why did it suddenly start to mess up?

Could it be because of the civil war in Huaping that the two players began to hide their strengths and play exhibition matches?
As soon as this idea flashed across the contestants' minds, they quickly shook their heads, denying themselves.

Because they can see how high the quality of these balls are.

In fact, even in the room far away in the imperial capital, the appetites of several big bosses were whetted, some pushed their reading glasses, some rubbed their sore eyes, and some simply walked to the TV for a while. Squat down without image.

They all wanted to see Zhu Ding's performance at the moment more clearly, and see how the last few balls will be played.

"He seems to be standing up?" Qin Huachang said.

"It's hard to say." Zhu Zeshi had a rare smile on his face: "But the foul ball just now was interesting."

Cai Guodong felt a little regretful: "Old He, you shouldn't have come back... I was thinking, if you are still in the auditorium and seen by him again, maybe you can stimulate something interesting again. .”

He Jingping shook his head and said in a low voice, "I must come back."

Everyone looked at him, Zhu Zeshi said: "Junior Brother, speak clearly."

He Jingping looked a little strange, looked at the screen in a daze, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Wang Chao went to the game, I refused to lead the team, but Xiao Ding was going to fight the waterfowl eagle, but I rushed to refuel overnight... If I don't hurry Come back, if Wang Chao sees me, what will he think?"

Cai Guodong said with a smile: "These are two different things. The T-League in Sakura Country is meant to compete with our Table Tennis Super League. Of course a few of us can't go. As long as one goes, the nature will change... But if you go to cheer for Zhu Ding, then It's a private act, so what does it matter? Wang Chao is a precocious kid, even if he knows, he can understand."

He Jingping shook his head: "Head coach, that's not how it works. If I'm playing mahjong now, it's okay for me to favor Xiao Ding, but now I'm playing table tennis. I'm Wang Chao's table tennis coach, so I shouldn't Put Xiao Ding in a higher position than him."

Cai Guodong disagreed: "Wang Chao has no psychological barriers, and he is more calculating than you. You, the coach, can't help you, but Zhu Ding did win the water bird eagle with your encouragement. Facts prove that you went to a That's right, Lao He, we have to look at the actual effect, as long as the ending is good, we can't go into a dead end."

He Jingping still shook his head: "It's not fair. Could it be that Wang Chao is strong and independent enough to solve everything by himself, so I really don't care about him? Is it true that the crying child has milk?"

Cai Guodong couldn't continue, feeling a little annoyed, he turned his head and glared at Zhu Zeshi: "Your junior brother has messed up again, you go and tell him."

Zhu Zeshi had no choice but to cough, cleared his throat, and said, "Junior brother, you have been there before, and you have come back. Everything happened. What's the point of talking about it now?"

"It's meaningful." He Jingping said very seriously: "Although I went to the country of cherry blossoms, I know that it was wrong for me to do so. Chao is wrong, when he comes back this time, I must tell him everything, and then apologize to him, I shouldn't be partial, I ask his forgiveness."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, thinking that Lao He had gone crazy again.

But He Jingping didn't end his madness, he suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to Zhu Zeshi: "Senior brother, Xiao Ding, I'm afraid he has a deeper affection for me than you, and I am not married, so after so many years Come on, I treat him as my own son. But now, there is one thing that I must explain to you first, so don't blame me. "

Zhu Zeshi was a little annoyed by him, stretched out his hand and forced him into the chair, cursing: "Don't f*ck pretend to be crazy with me, do you think you are still 20 years old? Just say what you have to say, I will still Can it be your fault?"

He Jingping said: "Okay, then I'll be straight. Brother, Zhu Ding has been in the Northeast all these years. The separation of your father and son is all because of me. I have always felt sorry for you. Now that he is back, although the past seven years I won't be able to replenish you for a year, but this matter has finally been resolved, and the relationship between Zhu Ding and I has been settled."

Zhu Zeshi faintly felt something was wrong, frowned and said, "What nonsense are you talking about again, why did you settle your grievances? You will still be his little uncle in the future, so you can't refuse him when he comes to play with you."

"I won't refuse." He Jingping's attitude is extremely serious: "But senior brother, I did things willfully and recklessly in the first half of my life, and made many mistakes. Now that I think about it, I should take responsibility. I owe Xiao Jiu a debt of gratitude. Too much, almost ruined his entire career, and he must double the compensation in the future."

"As for Wang Chao...Although he is young, I always feel that he is not like my disciple, but more like my teacher. If it wasn't for him, I'm afraid my life would have been ruined long ago, and I'm still hiding in the kitchen of Jiangcheng City self-defeating,"

"So from today onwards, I must restrain myself and tell myself time and time again that from now on, all my painstaking efforts and feelings will be entrusted to my apprentice. No matter how much I love Xiao Ding in my heart, I will It is impossible to treat him like before. From now on, the only thing I really hold in my heart is my own disciple."

He paused, a little sad: "So this time I went to see him in Sakura Country, let's regard it as my last indulgence before taking responsibility."

Zhu Zeshi was slightly in a daze, and didn't speak for a while.

He has always felt that his junior brother is like an old urchin who will never grow up, never think about things, and will never learn to take responsibility and endure grievances, so that at this moment when he suddenly heard this sincere confession, he couldn't help it Come on.

After He Jingping finished his business, he couldn't be serious at once. Seeing that his senior brother didn't say a word, he was a little worried, and said, "Senior brother, you don't blame me, do you?"

Zhu Zeshi finally turned the corner, he let out a long breath, with some relief in his eyes, he patted He Jingping on the shoulder: "Junior Brother, you have grown up."

He Jingping: "Huh?"

On the TV screen, the game is still going on.

Zhu Ding served.

He served a very strange ball, neither short backspin nor stealing long, but neither long nor short, neither fast nor slow.

To be precise, he just threw the ball up in an unremarkable way, and then sliced ​​the board casually without much effort.

This feeling is like being tired from practice, so I hit a few balls for fun.

But the ball was a little too long.

It flew all the way to the bottom line of the table on Wang Chao's side, and fell slowly. It seemed that it had landed on the table, but in the end it was just a little bit short and went out of bounds.

2:3, Wang Chao overtook the score.

The audience started to make noise, and some audience showed anger, stood up and cursed at the arena.

This ball is indeed too much like a deliberate suicide, giving people a feeling of collusion in match-fixing and deliberate handing over of the ball.

The referee's expression was subtle, and he was thinking about whether to give a yellow card as a warning, but the problem was that this kind of thing could only be regarded as free evidence, and there was no evidence, so he didn't dare to take it.

Of course, the more important reason is that the referee who cheated with Yoshikawa Hiroshi yesterday was publicly notified this morning and was punished extremely painfully. Even the ITTF published an article publicly.

Therefore, the referees in Sakura's country are all cautiously walking on thin ice, fearing that they will repeat the same mistakes.

Zhu Ding didn't care, he didn't pay attention to what the audience was doing, his mind was full of whimsical ideas, and he couldn't wait to try. At this moment, his happy way was somewhat similar to that of scientists.

It's a lot of fun to study and explore.

He hit another unremarkable chip that looked exactly like the one before.

The only difference is that this ball is slightly shorter than the previous one.

Seeing his shot, many spectators stood up and started shouting loudly. They felt that this was already a blatant release of water.

But when the ball fell, a miracle happened.

It just landed on the very edge of the table, and the underside of the ball lightly rubbed against a sideline of the table, and then the ball fell straight down.

It's a very, very fine line.

The score was tied again, 3:3.

Wang Chao didn't move at all.

In fact, he has already taken a step back, waiting to see what will happen to the ball, either on stage or on stage, he is prepared.

But he really couldn't grasp such a thing as edging.

Wiping the edge and net are the most classic accidents in table tennis.

The difference is that if the serve hits the net, it needs to be re-sent, but if the serve hits the edge... then it can only be considered that the receiver is unlucky.

At this moment, Wang Chao was so blessed that he understood Zhu Ding's intentions. He looked up, and Zhu Ding's face was showing a smug expression.

"He did it on purpose..."

"He serves this kind of ball because he deliberately wants to brush the edge..."

Wang Chao was speechless, but slightly shocked in his heart.

In fact, everyone knows that it is difficult to catch the edge of the ball, but why no one has ever thought of practicing the edge of the serve?

Because it can't be practiced at all.

Table tennis masters can make the ball they hit hit the baffle placed anywhere on the table, they can put the ball into a water cup that is only a little larger than the ball, and some even make the ball turn around , through multiple bounces on the desktop, accurately bypass multiple obstacles set on the desktop.

But no matter how dazzling and amazing these technologies look, it is far less than you can directly send a side ball.

Because of the above-mentioned gameplay, no matter how many changes there are, its accuracy is still the size of a small ball.

But if you want to rub the edge, the degree of accuracy you need is only a line, that is, the side edge of the table.

This has exceeded the highest accuracy that humans can grasp.

It's true that someone can improve their chances of hitting the edge with a lot of practice, but that's pointless.

Because in a professional game, everyone only has two serves in the round, and then it will be exchanged.If you want to use these two serve rights to win two points, then your requirement for the success rate is [-]%.

You have to have a perfect edge on every serve, otherwise, the shot will either become a suicide, or it will become a high ball waiting to be whipped to death.

So you see, although Zhu Ding's edge-of-the-line ball has aroused the crowd's exclamation, although many cherry blossom country audiences are chanting "Nani" or "Masaka", and many foreign audiences are chanting "amazing" or "noway", But in fact, he scored a point on the serve and lost a point, which didn't have much practical significance.

Wang Chao was 100% sure, Zhu Ding was just giving it a try, he didn't have a 50.00% success rate at all, he was able to succeed in one, purely because of his good luck.

It's that simple.

Wang Chao regained the right to serve.

He still sent a short backspin.

No matter how many tricks Zhu Ding comes up with, he only looks for one thing: my strength is stronger than yours.

Therefore, seeking stability must not be wrong. This is not conservatism, but self-confidence, and it is also the best strategy.

But at this time, he was also aroused by Zhu Ding's curiosity, and he even hoped that Zhu Ding would come up with some new tricks. As long as it was interesting enough, he didn't care about losing this round.

Anyway, this is already a civil war in Huaping, and neither side has any burden on their hearts.

Many outsiders speculate that the game between Wang Chao and Zhu Ding will be tragic because both sides have a reason to win the championship.

Zhu Ding must win the championship because he is not strong enough to win the championship, so this time may be his only chance in this life.

And Wang Chao must win the championship, naturally because he has just made his debut, and he urgently needs to use "debut is to win the championship" to carry out his reputation as a genius, so that he can get more reuse from the Huaping coaching staff, so as to get more debuts next year. Tournament quota.

It should be said that outside speculation is reasonable and objective.

But what the outside world didn't expect was that Zhu Ding didn't want to win glory for the country at all. He was an advocate of happy table tennis, and Wang Chao didn't even look down on T2, a champion with low gold content. His goal was the three major competitions, the National Games, It's a full slam.

(End of this chapter)