Ping Pong Life

Chapter 200 Ji Qingsong's Gamble
The situation was just as Ji Qingsong expected.

The situation, which was originally evenly matched, suddenly began to take a sharp turn after 2:2.

Liang Kunpeng serves.

He kept in mind the teachings of his good brother, and never competed with others. Even the backspin was long and landed on the bottom line in the center of Wang Chao's table.

It's not that he discovered Wang Chao's blind spot or something, it's just that he doesn't know whether it's better to lean towards the left or the right. Since he can't choose, he can just be impartial.

Facing the long ball from the bottom line, Wang Chao directly pulled the heavy arc and fell straight to the bottom line with Liang Kunpeng's left hand.

Because the landing point was on the bottom line, Liang Kunpeng could only retreat and pull back.

So the situation became the same as the third ball. After a few rounds, Liang Kunpeng made a mistake first and was beaten to death by Wang Chao.

3: 2.

Liang Kunpeng continued to serve.

This time he served the ball to Wang Chao's left-handed bottom line.

But Wang Chao's movement speed is still okay. Although he is not as exaggerated as the "extreme speed" talent, but because he is good at predicting, it seems that the ball has not yet arrived and the person has already settled down. He directly bursts with a forehand and continues to hit Liang Kunpeng. Backhand bottom line.

Liang Kunpeng had no choice but to retreat and fight back again, so the situation was the same as above, and he was beaten to death again.

4: 2.

Wang Chao got the right to serve.

This time, Wang Chao finally sent a regular short backspin.

But Liang Kunpeng didn't want to fight against each other, because Bai Feng and Ji Qingsong had the same views on the matter of fighting against each other: you can't beat him.

If a good brother says I can't fight, I definitely can't fight.

As for the parallel coach, ignore it.

Liang Kunpeng kicked up the board directly, fiercely picking and kicking inside the stage.

Picking failed.

5: 2.

Wang Chao made another short backspin.

Liang Kunpeng didn't dare to fight anymore.

Because the facts have proved that Wang Chao's serve is quite rigorous. This kind of serve is almost never given a chance, unless he has a certain super technique to be able to serve, such as Lin Zijun's world-class backhand twist, or Luo Jiu's world-class forehand challenge. beat.

He doesn't have such delicate technique, all he has is explosive power and crazy spins.

So he threw the ball directly to Wang Chao's left-handed bottom line.

This is a helpless move, because Liang Kunpeng has always advocated simplicity and directness in his playing, and he only knows these few techniques, either swinging short, leaving the sideline, or rushing to attack.

He can neither fight nor attack, so he can only leave.

In fact, he knew that skimming is wrong, because even if the ball is backspin, the opponent can attack directly.

Sure enough, Wang Chao pulled the heavy arc again and still stared at his backhand position.

Liang Kunpeng was so annoyed, he was infinitely eager to make a forehand burst like he did at the beginning, and play his own momentum, but Wang Chao just didn't give it a chance.

In the end, Wang Chao had the last laugh with this ball.

In terms of stability, Wang Chao is far ahead of Liang Kunpeng, so as long as Wang Chao successfully hits the first board burst, he will basically win the subsequent stalemate.

6: 2.

Liang Kunpeng regained the right to serve again.

He hit a long ball with heavy topspin.

This ball is not called stealing long, it was served clearly. After the serve, he ran directly to the left and waited for Wang Chao to hit his left-handed baseline. The quality of the board killed Wang Chao.

He thinks well...

However, Wang Chao pulled the ball to the bottom line on his right this time.

Liang Kunpeng stood on the left side of the table and watched the ball fly away from the right side without trying to save the ball.

He just couldn't figure out why Wang Chao dared to hit his forehand this time.

If you didn't think you were smart enough to move ahead, wouldn't you be able to charge straight away?
In any case, the score became 7:2.

Liang Kunpeng thought of another way.

He also hits a decent lob and doesn't spin either.

He didn't want to cheat Wang Chao on the spin, he just wanted the serve to be faster and heavier. In this case, maybe Wang Chao would take the ball too high?

It turns out that he thinks too much.

Facing the long ball from the bottom line, Wang Chao took a step back, but instead of pulling the ball, he sliced ​​the ball back to Liang Kunpeng's side of the table.

It looks exactly like the effect of a short backspin serve.

Liang Kunpeng was very confused, he really didn't know how to deal with it.

Let's make it short, my pool ball is not delicate enough.

Let's draw the bottom line, Wang Chao will take the lead directly.

Take the initiative, 90.00% will commit suicide.

so what should I do now?
In the end, Liang Kunpeng came up with a new routine. He caught the ball with his racket and gently slid the ball over.

This ball made Ji Qingsong laugh, and after laughing, he lowered his head, not wanting to look at it any more.

It really pollutes the eyes...

Faced with this inexplicably obtained attacking opportunity, Wang Chao was a little astonished, but he was merciless in his strikes. He rushed directly, received various combinations of left and right pulling balls, and pierced Liang Kunpeng again. 8:2.

The audience is very confused.

They were given two surprises by Liang Kunpeng at the beginning, and they thought it was going to be a fight between dragons and tigers, but Liang Kunpeng immediately fell into a catastrophe, and by this time they were already a little bit collapsed.

Another 2 minutes later, the first game ended and the score was fixed at 11:2.

Quite a disparity in the score.

Everyone cheered for Spade Q. Although today's match didn't look too difficult, but thinking that I will be a table tennis super player next year, I still feel a kind of dreamlike unreality.

Especially Tian Zhengguang and Gao Ming, who didn't make it to the top in the Jiangcheng team, originally wanted to find a bottom team as a sparring partner, and they just had a lot of money, but unexpectedly, for no reason, they first got the reputation of a table tennis champion. Now I am going to play table tennis.

As a veteran of table tennis, Lu Jia thought more. He began to frantically search for all the players in the teams of the Table Tennis Super League in his mind, trying to find one he could beat.

In the end, he only found one player that he had a certain probability of playing against, and this person was the third single of the Imperial Capital New City team.

However, the Imperial Capital New City team will be relegated next year...

So Lu Jia was very confused. He didn't know whether to cheer or lament. He estimated that he would be reduced to a substitute next year, because after the spade q was promoted, if he didn't want to be at the bottom, he would have to continue recruiting no matter what.

At this time, the applause broke out again, and the second round began.

After 5 minutes, the second game ended with a score of 11:3.

After 10 minutes, the third game ended with a score of 11:3.

After 15 minutes, the fourth game ended with a score of 11:1.

Liang Kunpeng was beaten to the ground, his face was flushed, aggrieved and unhappy, before the two sides shook hands, he lowered his voice and yelled at Wang Chao: "Do you dare to have a date with me? Don't play tricks, let's fight for real!" !"

Wang Chao was puzzled.

He was thinking all the way until he left the field, did I play a fake?
He didn't know that Liang Kunpeng couldn't wait to call his good brother Bai Feng after he left the field.

"Brother Feng, did you watch the game?"

Bai Feng was more outraged than him over there: "Look, after reading it, I'm so numb, Wang Chao's bastard is really yin, it's the same as when he hit me that day, he didn't dare to fight you forehand, If you keep avoiding challenges, what kind of hero is he? With his style of play, he is just taking advantage of your unsatisfactory skills and has no future, Kunpeng, I think you are honorable even though you are defeated."

Liang Kunpeng's heart warmed up, and he wanted to cry a little: "Brother, you still understand me, it's an honor for both of us to lose."

Bai Feng sighed and said, "Why did he catch you? Kunpeng, I don't think you're aggressive enough. Your forehand is good enough, but your backhand is far from enough. Think about it, if you tear him back, he won't be able to stop you." If so, did you win today's game?"

"That's true." Liang Kunpeng suddenly said: "So in the final analysis, I am still not strong enough, my backhand veneer quality is not high enough, I have to continue to practice hard, in order to prove that the power style of play is king, I need to work harder. "

"Well! Come on!" Bai Feng encouraged him: "I also have to work hard. After all, I can't beat Sun Tianlong now. I made an appointment with Luo Jiu the day before yesterday and lost in a team match. In order to prove that the candy bar is king, I still There is a long way to go.”

Liang Kunpeng was full of fighting spirit: "It's okay, I'm only 20 years old, and I'm still young. When I achieve great success, the national team will definitely call me."

Bai Feng was also full of fighting spirit: "It's okay, I'm only 24 years old, I'm still young, and when I achieve great success, the Grand Slam will be in my pocket."

"come on!"

"come on!"

Liang Kunpeng hung up the phone and turned his head to see that his coach Ji Qingsong had disappeared, so he shook his head, with a trace of contempt in his eyes, and murmured: "Parallel imports..."

He didn't know that the parallel coach in his mind actually had a lot of background, because Ji Qingsong was the younger brother of Huaping head coach Cai Guodong...

But at this moment, because the junior brother was too disappointed, he didn't want to watch the game anymore, so he went out to call his senior brother to complain.

"Brother, did you watch the game?"

Cai Guodong's gentle voice came from the other end: "Of course, I saw that Liang Kunpeng lost badly, but it's normal to lose to Wang Chao, so you don't have to worry about it."

Ji Qingsong sighed quietly: "I took it for granted. At the beginning, I thought that Liang Kunpeng just didn't get the hang of it. I just need to teach him slowly, help him get rid of his bad habits, and teach him how to think about playing. After a long time, He has naturally realized it, and he is qualified to enter the national team, but today I found out that he is a real elm head..."

Cai Guodong remained silent.

Ji Qingsong couldn't help shouting: "Senior brother, senior brother, are you still there?"

Cai Guodong finally spoke out, he said softly: "Junior Brother, thank you for your hard work."

For some reason, upon hearing this, Ji Qingsong's nose felt a little sore.

He is really wronged.

Two years ago, the Huaping National Second Team expanded its enrollment and recruited seven young players from various provincial teams in one go. Among them, several players were unknown and had no honor at all. People, one Gao Mingyuan and one Liang Kunpeng, were not selected by Cai Guodong.

Gao Mingyuan has the talent of extreme speed, and Liang Kunpeng has the talent of strange power. Both of them are unanimously optimistic seedlings in their respective provincial teams.

Leaving aside Gao Mingyuan's side, let's talk about Liang Kunpeng's failure to be selected has aroused strong doubts from the Jizhou Provincial Table Tennis Team, and the most questioned was the coach Ji Qingsong who was coaching the Jizhou Provincial Team at the time.

So Ji Qingsong directly called Cai Guodong aggressively and emotionally. He questioned Cai Guodong's secret operation.

In the end, he asserted that Liang Kunpeng has a bright future, and his future achievements will definitely be higher than that of Lin Li. The reason is that Liang Kunpeng has all the physical advantages that Lin Li has. Enhanced version of Lin Li.

Cai Guodong didn't say much throughout the whole process, he waited until the junior brother had finished venting all his anger, and said, "Why don't we make a bet?"

Ji Qingsong asked: "What are you betting on?"

Cai Guodong said: "Liang Kunpeng is at the end of his life, and he will definitely enter the Ping Pong Super League based on his strength. When he chooses a team, I will tell you in advance that you can apply for the head coach of that team... I want to see it. Under his personal coaching, whether Liang Kunpeng can reach the height you imagined."

Ji Qingsong agreed without saying a word, and applied for a temporary position in the provincial team the next day. He went to the Imperial Capital New City team to apply for a job, and successfully passed the test with his excellent qualifications.

In the next two years, he began to carefully train Liang Kunpeng.

In his opinion, Liang Kunpeng's foundation is extremely solid.

In terms of physical condition, Liang Kunpeng is even higher than Lin Li, the main player of the national team.

As for the quality of the veneer, he is not inferior to Lin Li.

What he lacks is just a little game experience, technical routines, and the ability to read the game and the opponent.

From Ji Qingsong's point of view, these things are just minor details, and if he is there, even if it is a cramming education, he can teach Liang Kunpeng.

He then suffered setbacks for two long years.

Liang Kunpeng is very... stubborn.

Liang Kunpeng has almost paranoid confidence in the quality of his veneer, and he is resolutely unwilling to use other methods to defeat his opponents. The most common sentence he said is: "I win by real skills, and I don't engage in crooked ways. It's shameful." !"

For this reason, Ji Qingsong and Liang Kunpeng had many debates, and the debates turned into quarrels. After the quarrel, they reconciled, and after reconciliation, they quarreled again. Later, Ji Qingsong clearly felt that Liang Kunpeng had no trust in him. up.

I am a coach in name, but there is no way to instill any ideas into my players.

He hopes to create a complete tactical system for Liang Kunpeng, which can flexibly deal with different types of players, but Liang Kunpeng rejects this system. He thinks that Ji Qingsong's ideas are too complicated, not simple and direct enough, and not suitable for him.

He likes to break tricks with strength, and he can reduce ten meetings with one strength.

The most important thing is that Liang Kunpeng really won a lot of goals by relying on his simple and rough style of play, which made Ji Qingsong more and more unconfident when he spoke.

At the same time, the results of the Imperial Capital New City have gone from bad to worse in the past two years, and finally reached the point of the relegation match.

Ji Qingsong thinks he is conscientious and diligent enough, but with such achievements, he must admit that he has failed.

He didn't train Liang Kunpeng, nor did he train the other two players. His head coach did a mess.

But even so, the behind-the-scenes boss of the Imperial Capital New City team never mentioned a change of head coach.

Ji Qingsong knew in his heart that it must be Cai Guodong who secretly used his strength behind his back to speak good words for himself.

He held his last breath, hoping to make a good comeback in the relegation match, so that he would have the face to call Cai Guodong to express his thanks.

But seeing Liang Kunpeng's content of today's game, he really lost all hope.

When Liang Kunpeng was defeated by Wang Chao, his mentality as the head coach also collapsed.

"So, am I really wrong?" Ji Qingsong said with difficulty: "Brother, did you see Liang Kunpeng's problem at that time?"

Cai Guodong fell silent again.

After a long time, he said: "Yes, and no."

Ji Qingsong didn't say a word, quietly waiting for his senior brother to clarify his doubts.

"Liang Kunpeng does have a problem, but it is not as serious as what you have seen." Cai Guodong seemed to hesitate, but in the end he tried his best to put down a gentle tone and said what he really wanted to say: "Qingsong, you didn't think about it." However...the Xincheng team has become like this, in fact, is there something wrong with your coaching thinking from the beginning to the end?"

Ji Qingsong trembled all over.

This is a thought that he had faintly in his heart long ago, but he didn't dare to think about it too much, because it would be a complete denial of his first half of his life, but now that Cai Guodong has spoken, he can no longer avoid it: "I am here When the provincial team..."

"There have been problems since then, so you see, although Jizhou Province has produced a few good seedlings over the years, you have none under your hands."

Cai Guodong said softly: "Your idea is very good. What you want to cultivate is an all-rounder who can not only plan the ball but also play the quality ball. But have you ever considered a question? From ancient times to the present, the teacher taught Disciples, you still have to pay attention to teaching students according to their aptitude."

After saying the words "teach students according to their aptitude", Ji Qingsong felt his whole body go limp, and the strength that supported him to stand had completely dissipated.

He sat on the cold steps, silent.

He understood Cai Guodong's subtext.

He thinks that Liang Kunpeng's rotten wood cannot be carved, but in fact Liang Kunpeng is not rotten wood and can be carved, but he can't follow his way.

The clown was me.

Cai Guodong didn't finish his sentence yet: "Two years ago, you said that Liang Kunpeng's achievements must surpass Lin Li's because Lin Li's style of play was too simple and rough, but Liang Kunpeng has not yet finalized and can be trained to be better than Lin Li now. Li is smarter and better at reading games, but have you ever wondered why Lin Li's style of play is so simple and rude?"

"Did you forget that Lin Li's teacher is Qin Huachang? Qin Huachang's ability to train Sun Tianlong proves that he is superb in reading games, analyzing games, analyzing opponents, and mentally speculating. Why would a teacher like him put Lin Li has been trained to be like this now?"

"Because Lin Li can only be like this..."

"Every player is a container, and the capacity is different. Lin Li's capacity is only enough for him to form a closed loop under that simple and crude system, but Sun Tianlong can form it under a tactical system ten times more complicated than him. A larger closed loop, the size of this closed loop is the upper limit of the players, and the selection of talents by Huaping is not based on the strength and reputation of the players at the time, but the future development potential, which is his container. Capacity."

"How can a coach only have one set of tactical ideas? Even He Jingping, a technical genius, was delayed for seven years because he was too obsessed with his own ideas, let alone you?"

"Junior brother, two years of coaching experience is enough for you to understand many things. Think about the path you want to take in the future, and do something truly meaningful."

Cai Guodong was kind and gentle throughout the whole process, but the criticism in his words was actually very serious.

He could have said these words two years ago, but he knew that Ji Qingsong would not be able to understand them after he said them, so he made a bet and waited for two years. After tempering Liang Kunpeng's temperament, he planted a seed of technical transformation in Liang Kunpeng's heart, and advised him to polish this rough jade that had grown too savagely for two years.

In this way, after recruiting Liang Kunpeng into the national team next year, he can save a lot of energy.

You see, this is the pattern of the head coach of the national team, killing three birds with one stone, no matter what the plan is, whether it is the friendship between teachers and students, talent training, or self-reduction, they are all done properly, and no one has anything to say.

The phone hung up, but Ji Qingsong didn't want to go back to the stadium.

He heard cheers and applause coming from inside, guessing that the game must be very lively. At this moment, it might be Geng Shuai, the [-]nd q of spades, who is beating the [-]nd of his team violently.

After a while, the audience began to burst into laughter. Ji Qingsong guessed that the doubles should be going on, because the doubles partners of Spade Q were Geng Shuai and Lu Jia. Because it was too confusing, it caused all kinds of laughter from the audience.

Then, the scene became quiet, because the fourth game started, and if nothing else happened, Spade Q played their ace, Wang Chao.

So this is a massacre round, and it is a massacre round with no technical content, so that the audience feels that this game is not interesting to watch, and there is no suspense.

After that, the game is over.

Outside the arena, the voice from inside could be vaguely heard. The host was congratulating Spade Q in an exaggerated tone for his successful promotion.

In the end, the Imperial Capital New City was reduced to the Pingjia in the hands of Ji Qingsong.

Ji Qingsong knew that his own era had come to an end.

He intends to resign as the coach of the Imperial Capital New City team and return to the Jizhou provincial team.

But this time he will not lead his disciples. He will start as an assistant coach, step by step, learn by doing, and strive to become a truly meaningful person for Huaping in a few years.

He took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Liang Kunpeng: You have worked hard for the past two years.

After thinking about it, he continued: I'm sorry, goodbye.

　Today's two is more than three shifts, but it's not divided into chapters.

　　So, in fact, I have been on for four days, and I am really long-lasting.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)