Ping Pong Life

Chapter 24 The Head Coach's Troubles
At this time, Wang Chao has won fourteen consecutive victories, leaving only the last two opponents: Tian Ye and Jiang Shan.

This was actually Wang Bin's intention. He knew that neither of them could beat Wang Chao, so he wanted to exhaust Wang Chao's strength first, and then let these two try again.

It's a pity that at present, even though Wang Chao has been extremely tired, he still hasn't reached the point where he is completely exhausted.

Wang Bin looked at the billiard table in the distance, where Jiangshan and Tianye were playing against each other, and they had already reached the fifth round, and Jiangshan temporarily led 3:1.

"Wait a while, after they finish fighting, it will be your turn."

Wang Bin thought for a while and added: "First hit the fields, then the mountains and rivers."

He still didn't give up, and wanted to save the most powerful one for the last, wanting to see Wang Chao's limit.

But Wang Chao stood up from the ground, shook his head and said, "Coach, I won't fight anymore."

Wang Bin was taken aback.

"I conceded the last two games."

Wang Chao explained: "I feel that my body is already overloaded. If I continue to play, I am afraid of muscle strain, which will affect my performance in the relegation match."

Wang Bin said: "But you..."

"I just read the scoreboard. Even if I admit defeat in the last two games, I should be able to stabilize in the top three, so..."

Wang Chao smiled: "After all, it's just an internal selection. It's enough to be in the top three. It doesn't matter who is first, right?"

Wang Bin: ...

[I understand the truth, but, is it so difficult for me to see you lose a game? 】

……

"Brother, why do you want to admit defeat? I think you should still have some energy left."

In the middle of the night, Jiang Shan was tossing and turning on the bed, unable to fall asleep, so he kicked the upper bed hard: "Did you deliberately not fight me?"

Wang Chao asked back, "What do you think?"

"I think so." Jiang Shan said happily: "You know that I am different from them. It is okay to beat them when you are not in good condition, but you have no chance to beat me. You are afraid of being abused by me, so you don't want to lose face, yes wrong?"

Wang Chao smiled and said, "It's really smart."

He took the initiative to admit defeat during the day, but it didn't really mean that much.

What he said to Wang Bin was what he thought in his heart.

This is just an ordinary battle for relegation and relegation places, why is it so exciting?
The internal ranking of a mere substitute team is not very attractive.

As for whether they can beat the country or not.
Ha ha.

It can only be said that it is a good thing to give the little kid more confidence. After all, the little kid was frightened during the first sparring.

As a roommate, I still have to give the face that should be given.

Jiang Shan sighed: "After the relegation and relegation this time, it is estimated that another group of people will leave."

Wang Chao said he didn't understand.

"In fact, most people know that they can't be the main players. Therefore, many people have never thought about playing relegation. They mainly want to practice their skills."

"And then?" Wang Chao asked.

"Then...you can go out to make money. With the professional player certificate issued by the city team, they can also become physical education teachers for the first time. Those who are better can go to professional sports schools. The best batch can go to Play table tennis."

Wang Chao was startled.

Pingjia is probably the biggest difference between Huaguo and Huaxia in his previous life, and it is also a blank area that he has always been curious about but never understood.

"Playing table tennis...how much money can I get?" Wang Chao was a little curious.

"It's a lot. As long as you can sign a contract, the substitute players have more than 1 yuan a month. If you can play games, your income is linked to your performance. The more you win, the higher your salary and bonus." Jiangshan Age Although small, these things are clear.

"How is the bonus calculated?" Wang Chao asked seriously.

"It is said that most of them are played once in a game, and the money will be paid directly after winning."

Jiang Shan laughed and said, "If I wasn't too young to be allowed to participate in professional leagues, I would have wanted to play table tennis."

Talking about making money, he was very interested, and said: "But we are not in a hurry now, the most important thing is to get the main force first, and then go to table tennis, and the price will be different again."

Wang Chao nodded silently, and suddenly remembered the rough hands of his mother Wang Mei, and the surprised face when he heard that he could get a subsidy of 5000 yuan last time.

"Perhaps...if I have a chance, I can also go to Pingjia to make some money?"

……

Luo Zhihong, the head coach of the Jiangcheng Table Tennis Team, who just passed his [-]th birthday, has been troubled recently.

Daughter Luo Xiaoyu is a senior student this year, majoring in journalism, and recently worked as an intern at Jiangcheng TV Station.

It stands to reason that there are as many college students as there are crucian carp crossing the river. It is thanks to her father that she can go to the market for an internship. She should be grateful.

But Luo Xiaoyu was too high-minded, and wanted to make a beautiful big news.

What is the hottest sport today?
Football of course!

Therefore, she wanted to do a special interview with the city football team, and hoped that Luo Zhihong could help her clear up the relationship between the upper and lower levels.

Are they all engaged in sports, colleagues in the same circle, isn't this a matter of one sentence?
But Luo Zhihong was not happy.

He is a relatively noble person with a stubborn personality. Sending his daughter to a TV station for an internship is already against the principle. Do you still want him to continue using power for personal gain?There are no doors!
So the father and daughter hit it off, didn't speak for a week, and then my wife called.

"Luo Zhihong, do you still have this home in your heart? Count your fingers, you haven't been home for a few days? Grass is growing in your study!"

Luo Zhihong knew very well in her heart that her wife was accusing Sang and scolding Huai, but in the final analysis she still felt that she had not helped her daughter solve the problem.

Otherwise, it's not the first day that he, the head coach of the city team, has been away from home, but he has been away from home for many years since he took office. Why did his wife suddenly attack at this time?
Although he is stubborn, he has devoted himself to the team all these years and has always felt guilty towards his wife, so when his wife gets mad, he can only take the next best thing and take the initiative to call his daughter.

"Xiao Yu, I've already arranged a special report for you."

"You don't have to think about the football team. Your father and I don't have that much face. But the table tennis team is also okay."

"It happens that our city team will play a relegation match tomorrow, do you want to come and interview my players?"

Luo Xiaoyu's mouth was so pouted that he could hang oil bottles on it: "Who cares about table tennis? You're the only treasure!"

"How do you speak?" Luo Zhihong's voice suddenly rose an octave.

"Aren't football and table tennis the same thing? No one can beat it anyway."

Both are "no one can beat", but the meaning is completely opposite.

No matter which country's team Huaguo football meets, it will die by itself.

But no matter which country's team Huaguo Ping Pong meets, it's someone else's death.

As a coach of the most powerful table tennis country in the world, Luo Zhihong speaks with confidence.

After solving the family conflict, Luo Zhihong, who was in a good mood for the time being, entered the office with a teacup, and when she saw a couple who had been waiting for her in the office, her face immediately collapsed.

"Oh, you two, why are you here again?" Luo Zhihong had three heads in one head.

"Luo Zhi, you have to decide for our children."

The couple burst into tears: "Who's child is not raised by his biological parents? We sent our two sons to practice, not to be bullied. They both ran home three times this month, and they were still there yesterday." Tell us, you don’t want to play anymore, you want to change your career, how can this work?”

Luo Zhihong could only explain earnestly: "You really misunderstood, my players have a very good relationship with each other, there is really no conflict, and no one really bullies them, they just lost in the game and felt aggrieved .”

"Other people's children also lost, why didn't they feel so aggrieved?"

The two couples are not easy to be fooled. They have sent their child back for the third time this month, so they are very firm: "We don't understand what you said, so we just ask, don't let my child become a fool for that surnamed Wu!" Accompanying partner, did you hit the mark?"

Luo Zhihong's words were blocked by the resolute eyes of the two couples. After a long silence, she finally sighed helplessly: "Me!! Both! Can't I change Wuli as a training partner?"

The two couples left in panic and joy, but Luo Zhihong nestled in a soft chair, rubbed her temples with her fingers for more than ten minutes, then sighed softly, dialed the phone and said, "Let Wuli come here. "

(End of this chapter)