The audience burst into warm applause, and some even whistled and cheered. The excitement was not as if they had won a small game, but as if they had won an entire game, which was a bit exaggerated.
No wonder.
Today is the home court of Jingyue Bay. The fans are so enthusiastic that the stands of 3,000 people are full, waiting for a massacre of the home team. But forty minutes have passed, and now Jingyue Bay is trailing 0:2. No matter Niu Linjun or Li Huashan, they were beaten like dogs by the people of Spade Q.
The audience was so stifled that they desperately needed to vent. Even if it was just a small moment at this moment, they couldn't help but shout loudly.
Gao Ming was even more panicked. His hands were trembling slightly. He turned his head to seek help from Wang Chao, but his eyes did not dare to look at Wang Chao. He whispered, "This ball is mine."
He is taking the blame.
The sound is very dry and a bit hoarse.
Wang Chao patted him on the shoulder, looked calmly, and nodded to him. "Don't leave any regrets, Brother Ming."
Before the start of the game, he can do various psychological counseling, but when it comes to the competition, it is meaningless to say more. Whether he can achieve the desired results depends on Gao Ming himself.
For the fourth ball, Wang Chao was still the first to attack, but Sun Yuanqiang defended it again. Gao Ming tried to go short, but got a backspin, and the score became 2:2.
So it was Gao Ming's turn to serve.
Gao Ming's serve was lackluster. The first ball had short backspin and was swung back by Li Huashan. Then Wang Chao forced the attack. However, because the ball was too short, he did not dare to use force. He just made a semi-lobed loop ball. After the ball passed, Sun Yuanqiang directly took over and beat him to death with a paddle.
2:3, Spade Q was overtaken.
Gao Ming was even more panicked.
In the two balls just now, he suffered Sun Yuanqiang spin, and in this ball now, he suffered Sun Yuanqiang smash.
He felt like he couldn't catch the ball from Sun Yuanqiang no matter what.
He also has some inferiority complex, because Sun Yuanqiang is obviously a chipper, but in this offense, he is much better than himself.
Wang Chao then put his hand under the table and made a gesture, indicating Gao Ming to steal a long ball.
Originally, in the pre-match plan, what Gao Ming wanted to do was to maintain stability throughout the entire process, so the planned serves were all short backspin. But now, Wang Chao felt something was wrong. He temporarily changed his mind and wanted to let Gao Ming steal a try.
Gao Ming serves Sneak Long Serve.
But maybe it was because Wang Chao just made an extra hand gesture under the table, which made the opponent take precautions. This Sneak Long Serve was perfectly predicted by Li Huashan, and he stepped away from the stage and rushed forward!
This board was extremely fierce, taking full advantage of the Northeastern people's height, long arms, and strength. At such an extreme speed, even Wang Chao failed to defend well, and was directly scored by Li Huashan.
Facts have proved that the Sneak Long Serve tactic failed.
4:2.
As a rule, when the two sides have played a total of six balls in the game, there will be a chance to wipe the sweat.
Therefore, Li Huashan, who got the right to serve, did not rush to take action. He put the ball on the table and went to get a sweat towel.
When all three people returned to the stage, Gao Ming had not returned yet.
He stood in a special place with a towel and wiped it over and over again, but his forehead was covered in sweat and he couldn't wipe it dry. The more he wiped it, the more panicked he became, and the more he wiped his hands, the more trembling he became.
The referee had to whistle and warned him to go back to the game.
Gao Ming returned to the table, but still did not have the standard posture to catch the ball. He came close to Wang Chao and whispered, "Wang Chao, later... just attack directly."
Wang Chao looked at him in surprise.
"I can't, I can't catch the ball..." Gao Ming's lips trembled a little, so the tone of his voice became a little erratic, and he could only vaguely hear. "Please, just start... don't let me catch the ball..."
Wang Chao sighed inwardly and nodded.
He did not try to continue to comfort or persuade, because the referee was already very impatient and was looking at him eagerly. He was afraid that if he said another word, he would get a red card directly.
Li Huashan served, Wang Chao directly attacked, recovered one point, and the score became 4:3.
Li Huashan served again, Wang Chao attacked again, but failed. The score became 5:3, still a two-point gap.
"We can win this one."
At the player table, Fang Yuan finally showed a slight smile, "I understand, this Gao Ming seems to be specially used for defense. His strategic positioning is completely different from Tian Zhengguang and Lu Jia."
Lu Jia is positioned as a main attacker, Tian Zhengguang is positioned as a half-main attacker, and Gao Ming is positioned as an "auxiliary".
In fact, what Wang Chao and Lu Jia did when they were paired are what Gao Ming should do now.
Dirty work, tiring work, responsible for defense, responsible for making the ball, responsible for creating opportunities, these are all the responsibilities of the auxiliary position.
When Wang Chao is paired with Lu Jia, it is the auxiliary flying with the shooter, and when Wang Chao is paired with Gao Ming, it is the shooter flying with the auxiliary.
But he couldn't carry it.
Because not only can this assistant not do the dirty work, he can't even do his job.
"Spade Q probably took a fancy to the stability of Gao Ming, and wanted to use Gao Ming to stabilize the situation, and then use Wang Chao's attack ability to solve the battle, but this support was too weak and could not even perform its most basic duties, so Wang Chao was anxious. "Fang Yuan smiled and revealed the key to this round.
She thought Wang Chao was anxious, but in fact it was not Wang Chao who was anxious, but Gao Ming who was afraid. He begged Wang Chao to resolve the battle alone.
Wang Chao can only bite the bullet.
Even if you want to adjust your mentality, you have to wait until the first game is over. Wang Chao is neither a psychiatrist nor a god. There is no way for him to help Gao Ming resolve such a huge psychological panic in just a few seconds.
So the only thing he could do was to follow Gao Ming's request, attack desperately, and try to kill the opponent before Gao Ming showed his flaws.
But he found that he couldn't do it...
He's not that strong yet.
In other words, even if Sun Tianlong now replaces Wang Chao, it is impossible to achieve this point.
Doubles means walking on two legs. If you are a lame, no matter how strong one leg is, you cannot run on two legs.
You will be dragged to death by that lame leg of yours.
From this moment on, the speed of the score increase suddenly accelerated.
6:3.
7:3.
8:3.
9:3.
10:3.
When only the last ball was missing, it happened to be Gao Ming's turn to serve again.
He looked towards Wang Chao in panic.
He desperately needed instructions.
Wang Chao sighed in his heart and forced himself not to look at him.
In fact, at this score, the first game has already been lost. In this garbage time, Wang Chao really hopes that Gao Ming can take the initiative to adjust his mentality.
He didn't look at Gao Ming, hoping that Gao Ming could rely on his own judgment to decide the way to serve.
It really doesn't matter what ball he serves. As long as he dares to think for himself, judge for himself, and then act according to his own judgment, his confidence will naturally increase.
So he hopes that Gao Ming will not send short backspin.
You can serve any individual ball at will, Sneak Long Serve, Bullet Serve, and even pick ball Wang Chao are all acceptable.
Because short backspin is the universal choice for all players when they have no choice, but only taking the initiative to leave the comfort zone means that you still have the fighting spirit and have not surrendered psychologically.
But obviously, Gao Ming is not the kind of outstanding player who is born with a big heart.
He's too mediocre.
When he saw Wang Chao's cold and calm face, his heart seemed to explode. He just felt that he had been abandoned, had let Wang Chao down, and had messed up the only opportunity in his life.
He hurriedly served a short backspin, but because his movement was too deformed, he sent the ball directly into the net and committed suicide.
There was a roar of laughter in the stands.
Gao Ming's face turned red instantly. He put the racket on the table and ran back to the sidelines as fast as he could as if running for his life.
There are his teammates here, as well as Sister Xian. These people are close to him through the barrier, making him feel a little bit stable.
The atmosphere at Black Spade Q Club was somewhat silent at this moment, until Geng Shuai slowly moved in front of Wang Chao and Gao Ming.
Wang Chao thought Geng Shuai was here to comfort Gao Ming.
But Geng Shuai stared at Gao Ming with fierce eyes and whispered, "You are really a piece of trash."
Gao Ming was completely stunned. His fragile nerves almost collapsed at this moment. He opened his mouth and said "Ah", his voice was hoarse.
"Do you know what you are doing? You force Wang Chao to have to fight two people by himself and to attack with all his strength. If he fights like this, he will be criticized. Everyone will see that he is attacking blindly and losing points. Everyone will think that he is making mistakes because they cannot see the truth of the matter. Only I know that you asked him to do this, right?"
Geng Shuai grabbed his collar and almost lifted half of him up. His expression was a little ferocious at the moment. "So... trash, are you blaming Wang Chao?"
Gao Ming shook his head desperately.
He wanted to explain, but couldn't think of how to explain himself.
I begged Wang Chao to attack, even if the ball couldn't be attacked at all.
Wang Chao was unwilling to reject him, so he attacked forcefully.
Are you really passing the blame?
I don't have it...
But why are there so many boos in the stands?
So he thought in confusion, am I really trash?
Even if I was given such a good opportunity, even if I did three days of special training with me, even if I performed well in training, when I actually got on the field, I still couldn't do anything...
I'm just a piece of trash who will be defeated by the substitute players in the city team...
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