At this moment, even Fan Xiaoxian felt something was wrong, so he squeezed over and said, "Geng Shuai, don't say that."
"That's what I said!"
Geng Shuai's temper was particularly hot today. He looked at Gao Ming fiercely, raised one hand high, and dropped it hard as if he wanted to slap him.
Gao Ming closed his eyes, waiting for that burning slap on the face, but in the end the palm fell on his shoulder, so hard that he opened his mouth and let out a "ha" as if he was afraid of being burned.
Half of his body was numb, and he woke up a little. He opened his eyes in shock and looked at the face so close.
This face was always swollen, smelling of alcohol and smoke, but he couldn't remember the day when this face had never been swollen again. Looking at it from a close distance, it looked radiant and high-spirited, much like the day he first came to the club, full of longing.
Instead, he seemed to have turned into Brother Geng back then, like a walking zombie.
"Can you act like a man?"
Geng Shuai scolded Gao Ming, spitting all over his face. "Are you here to play ball or to be funny? Didn't you practice well in Jiangcheng? You can even catch Wang Chao's ball, why can't you catch Sun Yuanqiang's ball? Why don't you dare to catch it?"
"Are you afraid of death? Can he beat you to death?"
"Oh, no, it's your turn to catch the ball from Li Huashan in the second round."
"But what's the matter? Li Huashan serves like a piece of shit. In fact, Sun Yuanqiang serves like a piece of shit, too. After I saw Wang Chao's serve, I feel that all the balls served by others are like a piece of shit."
"Are you afraid of serving like shit? What are you afraid of? You are a man who can see through 80% of Wang Chao's fake moves!"
"Even a rotten person like me can cheer up, why are you trying to show off?"
Brother Geng, who has been in bad shape for a long time, showed extra positive energy today, although a lot of "pieces of shit" still exposed the vulgarity in his bones.
But Fan Xiaoxian was not angry. Instead, he nodded repeatedly. "That's right, Gao Ming, are you even afraid of a piece of shit?"
Tian Zhengguang also grinned and clenched his fist as big as a sandbag. "This is the doubles opportunity I gave you, Gao Ming, if you lose, I will beat you up."
Wang Chao stood aside with a strange expression.
He knew that everyone was using strong medicine to treat serious illnesses, but he was not sure whether it was effective.
Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor...
Gao Ming's face was already as red as a pig's liver. He didn't know whether he was angry or strangled by his collar. He pulled hard on his collar, which was being grabbed by Brother Geng, to prevent himself from suffocating to death. He struggled and said, "Okay, then I... I... I'll try my best!"
At this time, the referee's whistle sounded in the field, and the second game was about to begin.
Geng Shuai finally lets go.
Gao Ming gasped for air, his brain was buzzing even more because his neck was strangled for too long, but this ischemia state, which was like a strenuous exercise, made him wonderfully experience some of the feelings he had during the special training.
He mustered up the last remaining courage in his body, took Wang Chao's arm, and said sincerely, "Wang Chao, next is the second game... Even if we lose the second game, there is still a chance for the second to chase the third..."
Wang Chao blinked, not quite understanding what Gao Ming wanted to express.
"I mean..." Gao Ming gritted his teeth, with a dark light shining in his eyes. His voice was very soft but firm. "In this game, you don't need to attack... let me try it head-on to see if I can catch their ball."
"I'm not just talking about their serving, but their offense!"
The second game started under the spotlight.
The home fans, who had been silent for forty minutes, started shouting wildly and flying banners, silencing the small group of away fans organized by Luo Xiaoyu.
They are looking forward to Jingyue Bay using this doubles victory to sound the clarion call for a comprehensive counterattack.
"Theoretically speaking, Jingyue Bay has a very high possibility of letting two people chase three, because Spade Q's candidates for the last two games are Geng Shuai and Gao Ming. There is definitely no chance of a singles match, so if Spade Q wants to win, it must win three games in a row. This doubles match must be won."
Brother Da Ma looked sad and angry at his misfortune. "But this Gao Ming is just here to make fun of him. He can't do anything. Why not just go to Tian Zhengguang? You can go to Lu Jia, too. This person... this person... Oh my god, can you see any hope in this person?"
"Dear viewers, I don't mean to criticize him. You can also see that this man has weak forehands, poor backhands, loose steps, slow reactions, and no decent moves! Just him? Why should he compete with Shaved Head Youth? It's just his dream!"
Then Brother Da Ma quickly covered his mouth and weakly let go. "Oh, no one recorded what you said just now, right? I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't control my temper. As a well-known online anchor, I should guide positive energy and should not lead everyone to openly bully any professional player online, so, so, if any of you want to give this Gao Ming an injustice, you come and bite me!"
Brother Da Ma is actually a very modest and gentlemanly person at ordinary times, and he always speaks cautiously. He is deeply afraid of being screen-captured, recording ghost videos, or making public outrages. He behaved so wildly and hotly today. All I can say is that he is really angry.
This is called deep love and deep responsibility. As a die-hard fan of Shaved Head Youth, his vision is better than that of ordinary viewers. He also saw the true situation in the first game. He just felt that Shaved Head Youth was completely screwed up by Gao Ming.
According to the rules, compared with the first game in the second game of doubles, the relationship between service and reception must be changed, so in the end Li Huashan serves and Gao Ming receives the ball.
Li Huashan directly Sneak Long Serve.
He and Sun Yuanqiang have been partners for a long time and have a good understanding. In the first game, it was obvious that there was something wrong with the opponent's mentality. Wang Chao was impatient, and Gao Ming lost confidence. Then in the second game, they can play more wildly. The key to winning is no longer absolute rigor, but various changes and surprises.
Simply put, it is to manipulate the other party's mentality and completely collapse the other party's already scattered mentality.
Sneak Long Serve is in line with the strategy at this time.
If the opponent can't catch it, you can score directly.
If the opponent catches the ball, it will inevitably be unable to swing it short because the ball is too heavy, so he will just lead the situation into a duel between the two sides. Once the opponent pulls, Gao Ming will be given for nothing.
He thought beautifully.
However, the ball had just come off the racket when Gao Ming suddenly turned sideways, raised the racket and whipped it over.
This shot is not a good draw, because the strength and angle are average.
But this ball was absolutely unexpected. Not to mention that Sun Yuanqiang didn't have time to catch the ball, even Wang Chao was stunned.
How long has it been since he saw Gao Ming playing with a ball?
In an instant, the ball flew out of the table and landed with a "pop". The referee blew his whistle and turned the scoreboard over.
Spade Q 1: 0 lead, this is definitely a surprise that no one expected.
Gao Ming has no time to rejoice.
He is doing his best to find form.
At that moment, the scene where he was practicing with Wang Chao in Jiangcheng City Spade Q training base three days ago suddenly flashed through his mind.
That day, he was knocked unconscious by Wang Chao's serve. He felt like vomiting all day long, but at a certain moment, he suddenly felt blessed and predicted Sneak Long Serve from Wang Chao. So he became bold and turned sideways, hitting Wang Chao with a complete gap.
He still remembers the stunned look on Wang Chao's face at that moment, as well as the joy of laughing loudly.
He found that little trace of inspiration, and just like that day, he drew Li Huashan, giving his team a good start in the second game.
But this is not enough.
What he wants is not temporary glory, but real victory.
He closed his eyes, trying to find more inspiration.
Even if you can't find it, let your mind completely calm down.
The referee blows the whistle again, and Li Huashan is ready to serve.
Gao Ming opened his eyes again, squatted down slightly, and his eyes habitually fell on Li Huashan's wrists, fingers, and elbows. He was still looking at Li Huashan's eyes out of the corner of his eye.
This is a skill he learned instinctively during the hellish three-day special training on catching the ball. When a player serves, no matter how many false moves there are, in the end they still have to rely on their arms and wrists to exert force. As long as they exert force, these parts will definitely move accordingly.
As long as the rules of table tennis are still "serve without obstruction", no player will escape this set of observations.
As for observing the eyes, it is because when a player serves the ball, his eyes will habitually look towards where he hopes to land.
This technique was told to him by Wang Chao, but it was ineffective for Wang Chao himself because Wang Chao would deliberately look elsewhere. It was just such an overly high-end psychological tactic that Gao Ming didn't think anyone else would use Table Tennis First Division.
Li Huashan sent another Sneak Long Serve.
He also has a character that refuses to admit defeat. Gao Ming is obviously a softie, but he actually slapped himself. He felt that he couldn't bear it. He had to stand up again where he fell.
Then Gao Ming turned sideways again.
His movement of drawing the ball was not skillful, and the shot was no longer so unexpected, but it must be said that it still made many spectators let out low boos.
They felt that Gao Ming seemed to be a different person.
Sun Yuanqiang followed up as quickly as possible and sliced the ball over.
This ball is on the bottom line of the Wang Chao forehand position. It is very low, spins very fast, and has high quality. It is almost impossible to pull it into a heavy loop. Even if it is pulled, it can only be pulled into a high loop.
Wang Chao was almost about to take action, but at the last moment, he suddenly remembered the words Gao Ming asked him before the game started.
He flipped his wrist in an inadvertent way, gave up pulling the ball, and instead rolled the same long ball from the baseline.
Then he turned his head and glanced at Gao Ming.
In this game, whether Gao Ming can complete its transformation depends on this game.
Because this ball Li Huashan will 100% hit the ball directly.
"Don't you want to try your opponent's attack?"
"Okay, I'll give you a chance."
"The ball I rubbed was definitely not easy to pull, but based on my observation of Li Huashan, he will definitely lift it forcefully."
"It's either a high-hanging loop or a forced loop. If he doesn't attack and fails, the pressure will be on you."
"Can you bear it, Brother Ming?"
Thanks to "King's Victory Song" for the reward.