The World Champion Pretended to Be a Passerby and Was Stunned by the Sixteen-year-old Me

Athletes and coaches with outstanding performance are selected as candidates, and the selection is made by a Swestling Club committee composed of former table tennis world champions and officials.

So far, there are 43 members of the ITTF Hall of Fame.

Twenty-five of them are Dragon Country athletes.

Including Liu Zhenliang and Kong Yuhui, who were selected seventeen years ago...

Xu Xin and Wang Hao, who were selected four years ago...

Yan Lin and Ma Yu, who were selected three years ago...

And Zhang Yuan, who just won the Grand Slam this year.

To be inducted into the Hall of Fame is definitely the highest honor for an athlete.

It's the same in any sport.

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After the semi-final on table 1.

The 2nd table, the game is still going on.

It's just that the two people on the table have no intention of fighting at this moment.

Matsumoto Kenta wanted to get off the court quickly to see the state of Sakata Takahiro, so he accelerated the pace.

And Kenzhang Ono also knew that he couldn't beat him, so he simply chose to play passively.

On the one hand, he is also worried about Sakata Takaki.

On the other hand, I was thinking of saving Matsumoto Kenta a little bit of effort, so that I can play better in the finals later.

Under this situation.

The second game ended in half the time of the first game.

The third round started immediately.

However, many spectators are still stuck in the remnants of the previous game.

I'm not in the mood to watch these two games at all.

Even the teammates of the Sakura National Team are all focused on Sakata Takaki at this moment.

He kept calling his name and slapping his silly face.

The rest area of ​​the Dragon Country team.

As soon as Su Zhe came back, Kong Yuhui grabbed his shoulders.

"Good boy, it's right to continue playing like this in the finals! 〃.!"

The joy on his face was beyond words.

The women's team next door both entered the finals, but I have never seen him so excited.

"Sit down and take a sip of water, and rest for a while."

Liu Zhenliang also came up and patted Su Zhe on the shoulder with satisfaction.

Then, pulled his arm and sat in the back seat.

Fan Dong and other teenagers pushed forward energetically.

"Shen Su, you played so well in this game. I almost got wet!!" Xiang Peng said dancing.

"..."

For a while, there was no sound.

Everyone looked at him in shock.

"Cough cough! Where, wet?" Fan Dong asked meaningfully.

"Go away!" Xiang Peng reacted and patted Fan Dong's hand fiercely, "My eyes are wet! My eyes!!"

"Oh." Everyone was relieved.

Then, they looked at Su Zhe happily one by one.

"Sakata Takaki was so arrogant before, but now it's good, he was almost destroyed!! Haha."

"I just saw that kid lost his soul, I'm so happy!!" Fan Dong laughed.

"Shen Su, don't let go in the finals!! Kenta Matsumoto is not a good thing either! I still remember what he said in an interview the day before yesterday, it was too arrogant!!" Xu Bin snorted.

"Fuck him! Fuck him!" The two female generals also uttered foul language.

"..." Su Zhe.

Taking into account the physical strength of the players.

Semi-finals and finals are usually at least an hour apart.

Allow enough time for players to recover.

The Sakura National Team, after seeing the game of Matsumoto Kenta also ended, everyone left the scene together.

A lounge in the backstage.

Matsumoto Kenta saw Sakata Takaki's current appearance.

Leaning on a marching cot, raised his face, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The whole person exudes an air of negativity and despair.

"Sakata-kun!"

Matsumoto Kenta stepped forward and shook Sakata Takaki's hand.

Sakata Takaki didn't respond.

aside.

A junior Sakura general couldn't help but sigh, "Matsumoto-kun, Sakata-kun has been hit too hard this time! I'm afraid he won't be able to recover in a while."

The coach who led the team slammed his fist into the wall angrily, "Damn from the Dragon Kingdom!!"

"Matsumoto-kun, Sakata-kun is here to watch. You go and rest for a while, adjust your state, and there will be a tough battle later!!"

"Yes, Matsumoto-kun, the hope of the Great Sakura Empire is on you."

"I must get the gold medal back!!"

"Come on, Matsumoto-kun, we will support you!!!"

Everyone spoke up.

Matsumoto Kenta's face changed from blue to red.

In this situation, although he really wanted to say something encouraging and reassuring everyone.

But the words reached his throat, but he couldn't say anything.

In the end, he didn't have a clue in his own mind.

In the face of Su Zhe, Yan Sheng has no certainty.

There was a long silence.

Only then did he squeeze out a word of "Ok", and then, holding the beat, he walked to the sofa in the inner corner by himself.

The whole person sinks into the soft sponge, closing his eyes and resting.

Kensho Ono glanced at Kenta Matsumoto from a distance.

After hesitating for a while, he looked at the coach and asked, "Coach Yamamoto, do you think Matsumoto-kun has a good chance of winning the final?"

Nearly fifty years old, the bald coach Yamamoto took a deep breath.

Nodding heavily, "I can definitely win. I believe in Matsumoto!!"

However, there was a trace of worry in the depths of his eyes, which was fleeting.

I don't know if I said that just now to myself or to comfort everyone.

Time passed little by little.

An hour, like a white horse passing through the gap.

In the blink of an eye, the finals are about to begin.

This is a much-anticipated game.

Whether it is a live audience or a netizen on the other end of the network.

All stopped what they were doing.

He stared at the only ping pong table in the center of the arena.

Countless camera positions, after adjustment, surrounded the entire table tennis table.

Three hundred and sixty degrees, without any dead ends.

Mike, an expatriate reporter from the BBC, was introducing the two finalists to the camera with a look of anticipation.

"¨. Both Su Zhe and Matsumoto Kenta are very young, one is sixteen and the other is just fifteen."

"Competing on the same stage, the two talented youngsters from the Dragon Country and the Cherry Blossom Country, who will come out on top and have the last laugh?? Let's wait and see!!"

not far away.

The reporters from Sakura Country also murmured to their own broadcast cameras.

"God's Left Hand, the Imperial Leopard is about to appear! I believe that the powerful Matsumoto will definitely defeat the enemy in front of him... Wait a moment, Matsumoto will make everyone tremble!!"

"Let's cheer for Matsumoto players!! Yamato Nation, invincible!!"

a few meters away.

The official reporter of Long Kingdom frowned in disgust when he heard the screeching sound like chicken blood coming from the side.

The people of Sakura Country have always liked to use the Bushido spirit to inspire the people.

Self-deception is very good.

She shook her head secretly.