After a long, long time, Zhu Ding gradually figured out some things.
What happened at that time was probably just wishful thinking on my part, right?
Thinking about it carefully, Little Martial Uncle did not make any promises to himself at that time, and even declined politely all the time.
So, I actually misunderstood, right?
Little Martial Uncle also has his own pursuit, why must it be bound to him?
His playing style tends to be fierce, and he follows the path of a high-quality heavy gunner, which is similar to Lin Li, while He Jingping has always advocated an elegant and agile style of play.
Therefore, Luo Jiu is indeed more suitable for Little Martial Uncle...
As for Little Martial Uncle's final apology to himself, it does not mean that Little Martial Uncle is really wrong, but it is the bottomless tolerance and doting of an elder towards his younger generation.
It's just that Zhu Ding was completely overwhelmed by anger and humiliation at that time. He couldn't appreciate Little Martial Uncle's gentle intentions, and instead chose to use the coldest words to hurt the other party.
Do you regret it?
There should be.
But Zhu Ding's temperament is too stubborn. When the end is done, he doesn't want to look back. He must hold on and not soften. Even if everyone thinks it is his fault, he has to forcefully hypnotize himself and tell himself that it is not my fault, but someone else's fault.
Only in this way can the logic of all his actions have a fulcrum and prevent it from falling apart.
He couldn't let his tragic act of leaving his hometown turn into a complete joke.
So he clung to this stubbornness and never took the initiative to talk to his father, never take the initiative to contact Little Martial Uncle, and never accepted any words from the elders in the family.
The national team called him up three times and wanted him to play in the international tour. This was actually a conciliatory signal sent by the entire giant to him.
But he didn't accept it.
He knew that many people, including his father Zhu Zeshi, thought he was ungrateful, inexplicable, and narrow-minded. A certain coach who looked like a bad guy repeatedly used his zodiac sign to talk about things, saying that Scorpio people were grudges and jealous and should not have close friendships, and tried to smear him everywhere.
Only he himself knows that it is not the case.
He no longer had any hatred, but felt deeply guilty towards Little Martial Uncle.
In the whole thing, Little Martial Uncle is actually the most aggrieved.
"I really want to continue playing ball with you, going to Disneyland, watching movies, and buying candies with you, but I can't just go back so easily. I have to win a game first."
"I, Zhu Ding, cannot become a joke."
After all, he needed a ceremony to bring the whole thing to an end.
Today's battle is the grandest ceremony.
Since there are always winners and losers in the game.
Since things always have an end.
Then why can't I win?
If possible, Zhu Ding is willing to trade ten years of life for a victory today.
But there is no such magic in the world.
Just three minutes into the fifth game, Qin Huachang and Wang Lu left the room one after another, leaving He Jingping alone to watch the game silently.
Of course, Qin and Wang couldn't bear to watch a massacre. After all, they had seen countless massacres in their lives. The main force of Huaping fought in foreign wars, and there were many games that made the opponent cry on the spot.
They just couldn't bear to expose He Jingping's fragile shell, so they simply left, leaving He Jingping to silently brew complex emotions inside.
Pisces has always been sentimental, and He Jingping is no exception. His eyes are slightly red at the moment.
In front of others, he proudly boasted about Luo Jiu's intelligence and Wang Chao's genius, but when no one was around, his eyes fell more on the child on the screen who once called him Little Martial Uncle.
Humans are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless? When Zhu Ding regards him as the best Little Martial Uncle in the world, how can he have no feelings for this naughty kid from his senior brother's family?
Zhu Zeshi can't bear to continue watching, so he can choose to leave, because he doesn't want to lose his composure and damage his dignity.
But He Jingping is different.
He Jingping is the kind of character who likes to let his emotions gradually spread, permeate and absorb in a quiet corner, and experience them carefully. He has never been a person who cares about appearance.
He saw Zhu Ding's helplessness and struggle from the last game.
Zhu Ding has had this kind of temperament since he was a child. He never gave up, fell down again and again, got up again and again, fought with others, and was beaten to a bloody head. He did not complain or complain, gritted his teeth and fought back. In the end, others only had a little skin injury, but he had broken bones. But after he was healed, he went to ask the other party for a fight, and the other party relented.
Whoever is cruel is the bully.
This kind of character is also shown in playing basketball.
If you can beat him, just hit him on the head. If you can't beat him, just keep beating him.
In the fifth game, Zhu Ding was actually at the end of his rope.
He tried all methods but could not kill Wang Chao. At this time, he knew that Wang Chao had completely crushed him in terms of hard power.
But what to do? Do you just admit defeat like this?
Do you lose your mentality like a coward and lose without the ability to fight back?
That's impossible.
Zhu Ding stopped calculating and began to play instinctively, striking out and retracting again and again like a beast. He would throw the racket out when he was about to lose the ball, and he would also throw himself on the table when encountering a tennis ball.
He committed frequent fouls and was given a yellow card and a red card by the referee, which directly deducted one point, but he still played like this.
It's like a hungry wolf encountering a tiger. I can't beat you, but I still have to tear off a piece of your flesh before I die.
The ball was played very slowly, and there was a depressing atmosphere that could be called tragic.
By this time, Wang Chao had completely completed the super evolution and no longer needed to use hysterical roars to improve his status, so Wang Chao also fell silent.
Two silent people hurt each other silently at both ends of the table. Every ball seemed to be filled with deep hatred.
Finally...
"Poof!"
"Referee." Zhu Ding picked up the ball from the ground. "The ball is broken, change it."
This is already the third goal broken in this game.
All three balls were broken by Zhu Ding.
It shows how hard he works when attacking.
The score at this time is 7:0.
Although Zhu Ding worked so hard, he didn't get a single point.
This game made many people watching the game feel scared, especially those players from other clubs who had played against Spade Q.
They couldn't help but wonder, how would they fight if they met Wang Chao again in the second round?
Wang Chao usually plays smartly, not fiercely. Many players will be a little unconvinced after losing to Wang Chao. They feel that Wang Chao is too opportunistic and does not play sincerely.
But today Wang Chao's game was not only simple and clear, but also murderous, with no chance of survival at all.
This makes them very worried. If Wang Chao plays like this in the future, can they get points?
Coach Wang Shou His hands were clenched at some point, and he felt a little nervous. He was thinking, what about it?
As for beating him so hard?
If you let him score one point, what can you do?
It is not an international practice to shave your head.
"We must not let him score points..." In front of the screen, He Jingping prayed silently.
"We must beat him 11:0, the harder the better, completely shatter his pride, destroy his unrealistic fantasies, and make him feel discouraged. Only then will he have the opportunity to realize something. Otherwise, he will cling to that slim hope and continue to persevere pointlessly."
He Jingping feels sorry for Zhu Ding, because in a sense, Zhu Ding is more like his child than his senior brother's child.
But the more distressed I feel, the more cruel I am now.
Wang Chao has obviously understood He Jingping's intention.
He seemed to be playing the ball with ease in this game, but he was actually very cautious and refused to show any flaws.
He really went for the bald head.
Two minutes later, Wang Chao won 11:0.
Zhu Ding collapsed at the last moment.
He served a suicide ball at 10:0, which meant that his skills finally changed.
At this moment, the Bin City Sports Center was completely silent. Many people opened their mouths slightly to look at the young man standing by the table, and were shocked and speechless.
Everyone realized one thing at this moment.
Things have changed.
The old emperor is dead and a new emperor will be established.
The years of Poseidon Club's all-powerful Table Tennis First Division are gone forever. After today, Table Tennis First Division's master of kings has become Spade Q.
Because they have a Geng Shuai who has risen from the ashes.
Even more because they have Wang Chao who shaved Great Demon King's head.
Only Brother Da Ma was a little embarrassed, because after he delivered an impassioned speech, the game did not turn into a passionate one, but instead became one-sided.
It felt like he was punched in the air.
But Brother Da Ma didn't care about this embarrassment. He soon discovered something more worthy of attention.
"Friends in the audience, you haven't discovered the key to the problem yet." Only Brother Da Ma is awake in the world.
"What did Zhu Ding say when this season just started? He said he wanted to bring Poseidon Club into Table Tennis Super League. He used to be a teammate, but now he has Ma Angxing. His teammates are great, but he himself lost."
"As long as Spade Q continues to play like today, Spade Q will definitely be promoted this year. Poseidon is still out of the question."
"Then the question is, after losing the goal of promotion, what is the point of Zhu Ding staying in Poseidon?"
"And Zhu Ding has been at Poseidon for six years. Six years. He still has a seven-year itch after getting married. It's time for him to move away."
"So I boldly infer that Zhu Ding will either go to Table Tennis Super League next year or return to the national team. In any case, Poseidon is finished. Even if Ma Angxing is still there, it will be at least half useless."
"Speaking of Shaved Head Youth, do you think he will still stay at Spade Q next year?"
"Shaved Head Youth is only eighteen years old. Unlike Geng Shuai, he is here to provide for his retirement. He will soon go to the national team, so whether Spade Q will be able to do it next year depends on whether the boss behind the scenes can buy strong newcomers."
"So do you realize it? In fact, the biggest winner behind this game is Jingyue Bay!"
"When Shaved Head Youth and Zhu Ding both leave, there is no doubt that Table Tennis First Division will be the strongest among Jingyue Bay and Xiangshui River and Bingcheng Pharmaceutical were born from three teams, and Bingcheng Pharmaceutical is a veteran. I heard that Yang Yingzi will retire next year, and Xiangshui River Although 's Hu Buming is strong, its stability is not high, and a single Tang Chaowang is a bit stretched. So, I boldly predict that next year's champion will be Jingyue Bay, and the VIP player of the year should be their order Niu Linjun. Our beautiful coach Ms. Fang Yuan can finally get her long-cherished wish."
"The words are here, screenshots are welcome, and slaps in the face are welcome, but before you slap me in the face, you should think clearly. Half a month ago, I said that Shaved Head Youth was going to kill the gods and prove the truth. Did the whole Internet scold me as a result? What now? The facts are right in front of you. Does your face hurt?"
The audience became so angry that in an instant countless slaps flew out, covering the screen.
I actually put a lot of effort into writing the character Zhu Ding. I hope you will be satisfied with the final result. He is not a villain, on the contrary, he is a very pitiful person, but we all should have had times when we were young and stubborn and refused to admit our mistakes, right?