Ping Pong Life

Chapter 460
"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

There was an extremely strange scene at the Olympic table tennis venue in Mexico City. Everyone in the stands stood up. They opened their mouths, stared at the table, but no one clapped or cheered. No one whispered to each other.

All their minds were absorbed by this completely unexpected ball.

Really immersive watching.

This is still the 16-to-8 battle between Sun Tianlong and Zhang Benkuang.

The game has reached the third inning.

The score of the first game was 11:1.

The score of the second game was 11:1.

The third game has been played so far, 10:1.

The score displayed on the big screen showed some unusual uniformity, as if this was not an uneven score played by two players in a random state, but an ending that had been arranged by a god.

Really. Everything is under control.

Zhang Benkuang didn't give up, he started fighting from the first game, and when he found out that Sun Tianlong was going to fight, he had a very brief panic, then calmed down, and started to fight back with crazier postures.

His idea is right, after all, even if you are an old man in your 30s, how can you be more impulsive and desperate than my 17-year-old tender-headed youth?

He was right in thinking, but the conclusion was wrong, because Sun Tianlong didn't need to work too hard, he only needed to show a little aggressiveness, and he was already a destructive force that no professional player from the foreign association could stop .

This is an attacking giant.

So even though Zhang Ben ran wildly, shouted hoarsely, and his arms and calves were sore from the beating, the score was still completely out of control, climbing steadily at a speed that made him desperate.

He scored a point after 10-0 in the first game.

He also scored a point after 10:0 in the second game.

Obviously, Sun Tianlong took the initiative to score him.

Unless he encounters the waterfowl eagle, the Dragons will still show his usual good demeanor.

No one made fun of Zhang Benkuang, because the audience did not feel that Zhang Benkuang was ashamed, but felt that Zhang Benkuang was very brave today.

Being able to persevere under the oppression of Sun Tianlong, never showing the slightest self-defeating appearance, even if it was made clear to give up the ball, it did not affect the positive attitude, which is enough to prove that Zhang Benkuang has a great future future.

But of course the audience's emotions will not be poured into Zhang Benkuang.

Now is not the time to sympathize with the weak.

They have too complicated and complicated feelings for Sun Tianlong.

Seven years of anti-China, countless brave men, one after another, smashed into the sand, the career of this great devil has run through the youth of many fans. They may have been studying when they first saw Sun Tianlong winning the championship. They were enthusiastically discussing who is the No. [-] brother of Huaping, and which player from a foreign association will finally overthrow Huaping's rule. They don't know, what they saw was the grand opening of an iron-fisted rule.

Later, they graduated, worked, experienced many things, became mature accidents, and didn't have so much time to pay attention to all the World Series, but when they stopped occasionally, they could always see this man on the championship again podium.

At first they found it fresh, then they felt bored, and then they found that Sun Tianlong's championship had become their daily life and an indelible memory in their lives.

People will always be jealous of those who are stronger than themselves, but when the other party is too much stronger than you, you will have no jealousy, only admiration.

Sun Tianlong is like this. In the eyes of foreign fans all over the world, he was very annoying at first, because he defeated too many players supported by the fans, but when he won too many, the fans began to agree with him instead. At that time, the emotions of the fans officially transcended the concept of nationality and became pure unconditional identification with the strongest.

"Sports without borders" itself is a false proposition, but in this delicate situation, it can also be regarded as a true proposition.

So when the strongest man suddenly showed his crazy side, the fans' first reaction was a little touched, as if they saw the youth they were seven years ago again.

They agree with Zhang Benkuang's insistence, but what they want to see at the moment is only Sun Tianlong's peerless demeanor.

Sun Tianlong served the ball, Zhang Ben swayed back wildly, and Sun Tianlong went straight to the stage and beat him to death.

Zhang Benkuang served the ball, and Sun Tianlong directly violently beat him to death.

Sun Tianlong served, Zhang Ben rushed to attack, Sun Tianlong forcibly pulled back and was killed directly.

Zhang Benkuang serves, Sun Tianlong swings back, Zhang Benkuang rushes to attack, Sun Tianlong pulls back directly and kills him.

These are the four basic patterns of Sun Tianlong's scoring.

Of course, there is a fifth mode, that is, Zhang Benkuang commits suicide directly when he serves, catches, rushes, and pulls back.

But this kind of suicide is not worthy of criticism, because it is a "forced error", which is a technical fluctuation that Zhang Benkuang will inevitably form under too much pressure. As long as he is still a person, not a machine, then in this kind of Stimulated by the score, it will definitely become like this.

"Crack!" Another beautiful forehand attack pierced Zhang Benkuang's defense.

11:1, Sun Tianlong won the third game.

He left the table and wiped his sweaty head with a snow-white towel, showing some faint fatigue caused by intense exercise, but his expression was satisfied and enjoying. He smiled slightly, listening to his temporary off-court coach He Jingping While talking, he unscrewed the bottle cap and drank two sips of water, nodding his head, looking very casual.

Even if it was an intermission, the eyes of the audience followed him all the time, as if he had a light on him, and his every move carried a natural charm.

Young audiences have never seen Sun Tianlong play like this.

The older audience vaguely recalled Sun Tianlong's hard work on the field when he was still young.

This man has sat on the throne of number one in the world for too long, always playing the role of the challenged, so that after a long time, everyone has forgotten that this god-like man can actually play very actively— —He didn't fight like that, just because it wasn't necessary.

So is it necessary now?
As far as opponents are concerned, a mere Zhang Benqiong, no matter how super-evolved, even if he defeated the Swedish No. [-] brother in an upset yesterday, is still far from enough to make Sun Tianlong pay more attention to him.

Today's table tennis masters count down one by one. Zhang Benkuang, who is known as the well-deserved No. [-] brother of Sakura Country, has not even obtained the qualification to challenge Sun Tianlong.

Therefore, Sun Tianlong's attitude was not aimed at his opponents, but at other people off the court.

"No, you're wrong, Brother Long didn't target anyone."

It was Luo Jiu who was talking, he was getting more and more presumptuous, his game had only been played for more than an hour, and there was still an 8-to-4 battle tomorrow, but he actually sat with Fan Xiaoxian and watched the game, while watching Chatting with great interest, they simply ignored the rules of Huaping.

Lao Cai saw it, but Lao Cai endured it, because Lao Cai is also an expert, and he can see how well Luo Jiu played today. He does not agree with Luo Jiu's behavior, but he agrees with Luo Jiu's progress. Jiu didn't drop the chain, so he could only pinch his nose.

"Brother Long is clearly enjoying himself now." Luo Jiu explained to Fan Xiaoxian with a smile: "He suffered from injuries many years ago, and he has always wanted to give us Huaping the bottom line. He has never dared to open his heart and play hard. , Now he is finally going to be free. There are only the last four games left in his career. He obviously feels that his body can fully support these four games, so he completely let go. My God, such a brother Long is good Terrible, I'm afraid I will be beaten badly when I fight with him the day after tomorrow, woo woo woo, wife, please comfort me, please hug me."

The effect of the old man's cuteness was very good. Fan Xiaoxian's eyes were full of little stars, and she hugged Luo Jiu gently, and stroked his head lightly, as if coaxing a puppy. Luo Jiu raised his head in her arms with a smile, Pouting out her lips to beg for a kiss, Fan Xiaoxian hesitated a little, but actually put her face on it.

It's so scary when an old house is on fire.

I can’t describe it any further. In short, the numbness makes the scalp tingle and goosebumps all over the body. Even Cai Guodong, who has been watching this with a sullen expression, was choked by the sip of water he just drank when he saw it. His face was flushed, and after coughing, he wanted to get up several times, but forced himself to hold back several times, the veins on his forehead flashed, and finally forced himself to turn his head away, continue watching the game, and no longer watched that scandalous scene.

On the baffle behind Zhang Benkuang, the head coach of Sakura nationality sat there quietly, not showing too many negative emotions.

In fact, when the match list came out a few days ago, the coaching staff of the Sakura National Table Tennis Association had already discussed it internally. They were convinced that Zhang Benkuang's best result in men's singles in this Olympic Games was the top 16. They never thought about it Let Zhang Benkuang break through Sun Tianlong, so they are very calm at the moment, although the specific process of the game is different from what was expected.

The people of Sakura Country have a very contradictory national character. When they are not sure about the strength of both sides, they will be as stubborn as a dead duck, and after they are sure that the other party is strong enough, they will quickly switch to a state of musing and admit defeat. Sun Tianlong, they had already disarmed many years ago, so today, like the fans, they are willing to quietly appreciate Sun Tianlong's rare demeanor.

It’s a bit perverted to say, but the coaches and players of Sakura Country actually watched this game very well, because they unexpectedly saw a different Sun Tianlong. This feeling is like I was assigned by the leader I was forced to go to the cinema to watch a boring science and education film, but after I went, I saw a superhero blockbuster instead.

But they also expressed their incomprehension. Today, first Luo Jiu and then Sun Tianlong brought out new things that were not the same as before, but they obviously didn't have to because their opponents were not that strong.

Don't these two people plan to hide their tricks?
What is the significance of actively exposing the hole cards?

They can't figure it out.

"Can you figure it out?" Qiu Yinong asked Wang Chao somewhere in the stands.

Wang Chao nodded: "Of course."

Qiu Yinong came to Mexico City as a member of the coaching staff, but at his age, he could chat better with Wang Chao, not to mention he also took in a young student Yuan Li under Wang Chao's suggestion, Qiu Yinong Yi Nong is a very open-minded person with a thick skin. He actually doesn't know what type of disciple Yuan Li belongs to and how to train him. Since Wang Chao said that Yuan Li has a promising future, he simply turned to Wang Chao for help. Chao, of course, Wang Chao would not refuse.

So after going back and forth, the relationship between the two became closer and closer. In addition, Qiu Yinong already had a clear label of being a wealthy family, so up to now, Wang Chao, Xiao Fei, and Qiu Yinong have become a little girl. The group, plus the occasional Tangyuanyuan and Liu Wen, is enough. You can fight the landlord in the dormitory, or go out to sing K occasionally.

It's not that he rejects Luo Jiu, but that Luo Jiu has been practicing hard and dating recently, and he really doesn't have time.

"Actually, you are all thinking too much. Brother Long and my senior brother don't have so much meaning in it." Wang Chao explained: "Brother Long is purely enjoying the game. As for my senior brother, he seems to have been beaten up now." Similarly, if he doesn’t vent his anger during the game, he’s afraid he’ll be overwhelmed.”

"But they did expose something." Qiu Yinong still held on to this point.

"Well, that's right, but does it matter?" Wang Chao said, "The two of them are playing their cards right now. Brother Long is such a proud person. Although my senior brother does not have the status of Brother Long in the world, he is by no means as arrogant as Brother Long. Little, just watch, there will be a battle between the two of them in the semi-finals, and 90.00% of the fight will be basic skills, and no one will engage in sneak attacks and plots."

He paused, seeing that Qiu Yinong was still looking like he was going to argue, he added: "Actually, at their level, playing hidden tricks and plotting routines is not very meaningful anymore. In the end of table tennis, it's still To get back to the basics and simplify things...well, you haven’t reached this level, you don’t understand.”

Qiu Yinong's words were full of words, but he was suppressed by the last three words. He stared at Wang Chao for a long time, gritted his teeth and said, "You understand?"

Wang Chao nodded steadily: "I understand."

Qiu Yinong originally wanted to give him a few words, but after much deliberation, he couldn't find an argument to raise, because he really didn't reach this stage. If he talked about technology, he was afraid that he would make a mistake when he opened his mouth.

So he could only say: "Then what do you think your odds of winning against them are?"

Wang Chao shook his head: "I don't know."

Seeing that Qiu Yinong looked like he was about to go berserk, he explained seriously: "The senior brother is much stronger now than he was in the World Table Tennis Championships. If we really meet each other, the outcome of the match will be related to many factors. Can't judge clearly... As for Brother Long, I will definitely lose when I meet him."

Qiu Yinong's eyes widened: "Is Brother Long so strong? Isn't Xiao Jiu sure to lose if he meets Brother Long?"

Wang Chao smiled and shook his head, but stopped explaining.

He swore that he would admit defeat directly when he met Sun Tianlong. This was not just a joke.

But he didn't want to make his thoughts known to everyone, because it would be like forcing the palace, as if he was building momentum, forcing Sun Tianlong to come to persuade him to play well.

His reputation as a small silver coin in Huaping is too popular, so you must pay more attention to what you say and do. Even if he doesn't have such thoughts, it doesn't prevent others from interpreting various meanings.

So, just abstain on the spot when the time comes, and you don't need to tell anyone in advance.

Qiu Yinong was also savvy, and Wang Chao didn't ask if he didn't say anything, and changed the subject: "Then you should hope that Xiao Jiu will enter the finals, right?"

Wang Chao shook his head again: "I don't care."

Qiu Yinong gave a "ha" smile: "I believe you are a ghost, you are very bad than a bastard, and none of your words are true."

Wang Chao shrugged and did not force an explanation.

He really doesn't care.

On the first night when he came to the Olympic Village, he thought through a lot of things, reconciled with himself and the world, and then he felt a bright light.

Then, he found that his already stagnant realm actually began to continue to improve.

This can be regarded as a pleasant surprise, but at this time, Wang Chao did not have so much obsession with the Olympic champion.

Now that he has truly identified with this world, he no longer worries that everything is just a dream, let alone that he will leave this world at any time, so he does still have a lot of time to squander.

He doesn't even care about the Grand Slam title anymore.

I wanted a grand slam in the past to make up for the regrets of my previous life.

Later, he wanted the Grand Slam because he wanted He Jingping to become "the master of the Grand Slam players".

But now he understands what kind of person He Jingping is.

As a cheap master, I am neither famous nor profitable, but just purely like football.

It is a joy to have a title, but not having a title will not delay this old man from continuing to shine.

What's more, there is senior brother Luo Jiu.

"If the senior brother can win the Olympic Games this time, then he will definitely be able to win the World Table Tennis Championships two years later. It is the same for him to help the teacher wear this title."

"What if Brother Long wins the championship? That's good. After all, the double-lap grand slam is something that no one has ever done in this world. Coach Qin Huachang likes honors, so give him the highest honor."

"So, what if I win the championship?"

"It's actually not bad."

"Although Brother Long and senior brothers will have some regrets, the charm of competitive sports may lie in the fact that most people move forward with regrets."

Sun Tianlong's game has come to an end, the score of the fourth game is 10:1, after a long time of thinking, Zhang Benkuang sent a backhand bottom line long ball, and Sun Tianlong ushered in a forcible forehand grab after Sun Tianlong quickly moved horizontally. attack.

Wang Chao didn't continue to watch, he stood up from the stands.

This game will be followed by Lin Zijun's game, and then it will be his turn.

Lin Zijun's opponent is relatively weak, so there is no suspense in this game. If there is no accident, it will be 4:0, and considering how cleanly Lin Zijun's super speed play has the ability to kill players who are weaker than him, then this game should be It will not exceed 30 minutes.

So, now is a good time to warm up.

Qiu Yinong didn't get up, but asked him the last question: "Then will you come up with something new later? Will you play the bright cards like Xiao Jiu and Brother Long?"

Wang Chao stopped, turned his head and smiled at him: "You will know later."

(I’ll make an update today. Speaking of which, I’ve been in a mediocre state this month. Maybe it’s because I’ve written too much about the competition and my thinking is a bit exhausted. I’ll try to speed up next month. When the Olympics are finished and I enter a new mode, I should write more freshly. In short, please bear with me. I counted it. There are 28 days in total from this month to today, and 26.5w words have been changed. Compared with the previous few months, it is not enough, so I dare not ask for votes confidently. I can only be weak ask for it)
　Thanks for the reward of "starting point writer joking".

　　
　
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