Ping Pong Life

Chapter 81 Picking the Ball
Osmanthus Fragrance is actually doomed today, because it is very difficult for Yang Chi to beat Wang Chao in the fifth game.

If it's just a loss, it's not a big deal, but the real problem is that Osmanthus Fragrance's doubles was shaved bald by the Q of Spades.

This is bound to be a joke.

Therefore, the only way for Osmanthus Fragrance to reverse the public opinion is to ask Hiroshi Yoshikawa to shave Geng Shuai's head too.

The bald head of the "God of the Beginning" is obviously more topical than Yang Chi's bald head.

Judging from this, Yang Chi's whispers to Hiroshi Yoshikawa before the game at least meant please and a plea.

"Please, please let Geng Shuai replace me as tomorrow's topic of shame."

On the court, Geng Shuai obviously noticed it too.

After all, he is a seasoned veteran. Although he didn't want to win, once he realized that the situation was wrong, he immediately started to fight with all his might. He managed to get back a point in the last three goals, and finally lost 11:1.

During the break between rounds, Wang Chao couldn't help but reminded: "Brother Geng, don't play too loosely, you have to get a point first anyway."

Geng Shuai smiled nonchalantly, and patted Wang Chao on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Brother Geng has never had his head shaved, and today is no exception."

After all, Geng Shuai was more serious after all, and began to mobilize himself, calculate the opponent's serve, and hit some difficult shots from time to time. Although the whole state was still fragmented and there were mistakes everywhere, he was still in the sixth position. Points are scored when the ball is played.

In the end, the second game was scored 11:3. It seemed that the score was very different, but it was far away from shaving your head.

Geng Shuai expressed his satisfaction. During the break, he took two sips of sports drink and joked with Wang Chao when he had time: "I really envy you. I met Yang Chi again... It seems that you have to treat me tonight." .”

Wang Chao smiled and nodded: "That must be."

In the end, he couldn't help but reminded again: "But you must score points in the last game."

Geng Shuai gave a "tsk", deliberately impatient, but finally smiled and said: "You go to warm up first, I think this round will be very fast."

Wang Chao went to warm up, but after Geng Shuai came on stage, he made a lot of mistakes, which was even worse than the previous two rounds. Hiroshi Yoshikawa beat him 5-0 in one breath.

Geng Shuai began to fight.

He could tell that Osmanthus Fragrance was here to disgust people today, no matter whether they won or lost in the end, if they were disgusted enough to the Q of Spades, they would be considered a success.

Therefore, this Sakura foreign aid Hiroshi Yoshikawa also played extremely cautiously, making it clear that he was here to shave his head.

Geng Shuai slightly narrowed his swollen eyes after staying up all night, and a cold light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

He can lose, but he will never accept a bald head. Hiroshi Yoshikawa's mind in this game has irritated him a little.

"Even that guy Zhu Ding dare not treat me like this, why do you?"

With six goals left at 11:0, Geng Shuai decided to fight six times.

Yes, it's that extreme.

Back then, he was selected into the national team with great vigor and vigor because of his courage and unrestrained temper at critical moments. Although he has lost the physique and skill of the past, he still has courage when he is serious.

With six balls, as long as you hit one, you can save your face. This is a matter of great probability of success.

Hiroshi Yoshikawa stole a long ball at this time, and Geng Shuai kicked up the board directly.

Although his judgment on Hiroshi Yoshikawa's serve was not accurate, resulting in the lack of strength of this board, it could not be regarded as a real explosive charge, but it was still a very threatening heavy looping ball.

Hiroshi Yoshikawa seemed to make a mistake at this time, the racket went up, the angle was obviously too high, and the spin of the ball was not suppressed, the ball spun on the rubber, rolled up with difficulty, and rolled out of a High long ball.

The ball seemed to be fed into Geng Shuai's mouth.

Fantastic opportunity.

Geng Shuai stepped back and turned sideways like a conditioned reflex, intending to rush forward, but at this moment his heart trembled suddenly. Looking at the chance ball that was about to bounce to the height of his line of sight, his body was a little stiff, and he felt a sense of fear for no reason. Suddenly emerged from the deepest part of my heart.

It was a nightmare he didn't want to recall.

He softened his hand at the last moment and pushed the ball of this excellent opportunity lightly, but was killed by Hiroshi Yoshikawa with a preemptive charge.

Hiroshi Yoshikawa's application materials for joining the table tennis team show that he is 19 years old, but in fact, many people suspect that Sakura Country deliberately over-reported his age, just to make him eligible to play in the Chinese League.

He looks very small, with a baby face and tender skin, he looks like a minor, and even the strength of this body is not enough because of his age, so the explosive strength of this board is actually insufficient , at least should never be able to directly kill Geng Shuai.

But Geng Shuai seemed to be distracted at this moment, he insisted on not doing anything, and let the ball fly out of his hand.

6: 0.

The right to serve was exchanged and Geng Shuai served.

Geng Shuai was still distracted, he looked a little dull, he walked over slowly to pick up the ball, held the ball in his hand, and stayed there for five seconds, until the referee blew his whistle and issued a verbal warning, he was like a dream Waking up.

Geng Shuai sent a standard high toss. The ball turned very fast, and the quality was quite high.

Hiroshi Yoshikawa was not very used to the ball, he neither dared to attack or rub it routinely, so he took a half step back and pulled an ordinary high loop ball, intending to make a transition first.

Geng Shuai attacked directly!

Wang Chao shook his head slightly on the sidelines.

The ball was heavy and fast, but the angle was too straight, and it was hitting Hiroshi Yoshikawa's comfort zone, obviously unable to score.

If it was the first round of the first game, Geng Shuai could definitely pull a change-of-line ball that went straight to the bottom line with a wide angle to Hiroshi Yoshikawa's left hand and scored directly when encountering this kind of opportunity, but it is a pity that the current Geng Shuai can not take this ball. Even if you lose it, it's not bad.

Yoshikawa Hiroshi's reaction at the moment was very strange.

He obviously should be able to pull the ball over easily, but he seems to have lost his mind, and he made a wrong angle again, catching the ball as a rather high chance ball.

This was the meat that was fed to Geng Shuai's mouth again.

"Smash him to death!" Lu Jia clenched his fists and whispered beside Wang Chao.

Wang Chao felt that something was even more wrong.

His vision is more delicate, so he can see that Hiroshi Yoshikawa's return is very deliberate.

Not like a mistake, more like intentional.

Otherwise, how could this ball be so similar to the previous one?
They are all high enough that when flying to the highest point, you need to look up to see them.

Geng Shuai stepped back again and turned sideways, as if he was going to draw, but at the critical moment, his hand softened again, and he still changed his position and cut the ball.

Wang Chao was a little afraid to look at it.

He vaguely guessed what happened.

If I guessed correctly, the reality might be a bit cruel.

He looked far away at the sweet-scented osmanthus player area on the other side of the table, but he happened to meet Yang Chi's eyes miraculously. Yang Chi was startled at first, and then grinned at him, a little weird, and a little ferocious, as if provocative.

Although there was no real conversation, Wang Chao understood Yang Chi's meaning instantly.

"What's the point of beating me 11-0 after all your hard work? Tomorrow's hottest topic will only be Geng Shuai being beaten 11-0 by Hiroshi Yoshikawa."

Wang Chao bared his teeth and smiled, his eyes were a little cold.

The score quickly became 8:0, and Geng Shuai scored no points with two serves.

The right to serve returned to Yoshikawa Hiroshi again.

At this moment, even Fan Xiaoxian was in a hurry, and couldn't help asking Wang Chao in a low voice: "Can he get points?"

Wang Chao didn't say anything.

At this moment, Hiroshi Yoshikawa made an action, which caused an uproar from all the audience in the venue.

He tossed the ping pong ball high, but didn't make a move. He let the ball hit the table, bounced high, and then gently picked the ball over with his racket.

This is a "pick ball".

There have been many ball-catching techniques in the table tennis arena, such as twisting, cutting, rubbing, pulling, splitting, tearing, skimming, knocking, slapping, wiping, etc. The only thing that is not there is picking—of course, picking. Do not choose.

Because only the most basic beginners, when learning the ball for the first time, will use the pick ball as the first ball at the beginning of their entire table tennis career just to let the ball fall on the table.

This is the foundation of the foundation, the superficiality of the superficial, and in today's official competition field, it is an undoubted and complete humiliation.

"I'll send you a pick, you come and kill me."

That's probably what it means.

The ball was picked very high, as if he was afraid that Geng Shuai would not be able to catch it, it landed on the table in front of Geng Shuai, bounced up more than one meter high, and fell slowly without any rotation.

This was a scene that had never happened before in the [-]th Table Tennis League, so that the referee was stunned and forgot whether he should blow the whistle or not.

Come on, the ball doesn't seem to be fouled.

Don't blow it, is this ball suspected of personal humiliation to the opposing player?
No matter how bad it is, it can be judged as a negative game, right?

Many spectators were enraged by the ball. They stood up from their seats, booed, and supported the away player Geng Shuai to score directly with a fierce burst.

But Geng Shuai was petrified.

He is not afraid of high balls, but he is very afraid of balls that are too high, especially after a power outage.

Not technical fear, but spiritual fear.

This round was not the first time he had seen such a similar high ball. Every time he saw it, a certain scar in his heart was torn a little.

Until this moment, an extremely humiliating pick appeared, making it impossible for him to escape and pretend not to see it.

The other party told him nakedly: "Stop pretending, admit it quickly, you are just afraid of this ball!"

Geng Shuai's emotions, which had already been tensed to the limit, were crushed at this moment. He heard a "chuck" sound from the depths of his heart, and the piece of skin covering the scar was completely torn off, revealing a bloody wound.

He saw the ball falling from a very high place, frame by frame, as if in slow motion, as if he saw the same scene in the ITTF World Tour many years ago.

That day, a blond foreigner threw many high balls at him...

That day, his mentality collapsed, his skills were deformed, and he was played to death...

What is that man's name?

Call……

Call……

He thought desperately, and finally remembered.

That game took place in Denmark.

That man is Danish.

Christian Hart.

Christian. Hatt.

He will never forget this name in his life!
Under the gaze of more than 1000 people in the Jianglong Gymnasium, Geng Shuai suddenly took a step back.

He lowered his hands and stood blankly, letting the ball hit the table very close to him.

Since the game started, he finally showed for the first time a negative attitude that he did not want to resist at all.

He watched the ball roll off the table and onto the floor until it stopped.

Then he raised his hand and made a pause gesture.

Wang Chao's sharp eyes clearly saw that Geng Shuai's hand holding the racket was trembling slightly, and it didn't stop.

(End of this chapter)