All the games on T2 for the three players of the host country Sakura Country are now over.
The audience in the stadium has also retreated.
It's not that the audience has completely lost interest in the next game, but the disappointment in their hearts is too strong at this moment, and they have to go back to find a computer and spray Mizutori Hato and Yoshikawa Hiroshi.
Why don't you use your mobile phone to spray?
Because typing on a mobile phone is too slow.
What's more, there is really no suspense in the last two games remaining in the afternoon.
The next two teams to play were Lu Feiyang and Christian. Hart.
After Hart defeated the technically modified Luo Jiu not long ago, he became more and more Buddhist, with a feeling of wanting nothing. He and Lu Feiyang played without any suspense. The two sides played four games in just 21 minutes, and Lu Feiyang won with a final score of 4:0.
Hart didn't put up much resistance throughout the game. Except for a few rounds of back-and-forth with Lu Feiyang at the beginning, the rest was purely a set-up. The fact that he was able to fight so fast in the match had something to do with his giving up resistance.
Anyway, he has already entered the quarter-finals. For a Denmark player, entering the quarter-finals of a world-class table tennis competition is already a very good achievement. He never thought about entering the semi-finals.
What's more, the hot springs here are really comfortable, and Sakura Girl is really gentle and cute. Instead of fighting to the death with the tough-headed kid opposite on the field, it's better to save some energy, take it easy, and have a good time at night.
Mizutori Hato's troublesome story was something he didn't want to repeat.
Except for Lu Feiyang who felt a little unsatisfied, everyone else was very satisfied.
The last game was between Zhu Ding and Swedish brother Morad.
Morad struggled to defeat Germany No. 3 player Sissifield in the morning match. He has proven that he is not here for fun. He is a dark horse who has suddenly emerged. This game has received a certain amount of attention.
Many people in the industry believe that Morad has a chance to defeat Zhu Ding, and evaluate Morad as "the direct descendant of Old Wa, the greatest table tennis player in the world."
This Old Wa is a Swedish veteran more than ten years ago, and he is also a great player who has caused the greatest obstacle to Chinese table tennis in history. Back then, Old Wa once fought against the entire Chinese table tennis team by one person, and had the upper hand for a long time.
Using the judging standards of the contemporary table tennis world, Old Wa should have at least two talents: "Eagle Eye" and "subtle". In addition, he is also suspected of possessing "weird power".
After Old Wa retired, the Swedish table tennis world was only supported by a veteran named k. Michel. Seeing that the veteran was about to retire, just when everyone thought that Swedish table tennis was over, a young genius Morad finally emerged, which can be regarded as a blessing for the European table tennis world.
Unfortunately, Morad lost to Zhu Ding in the end.
The world table tennis world is not surprised by this, because everyone originally thought that the two were equally matched, and it was not surprising who won and who lost.
Only people like Wang Chao, who have personally fought against Zhu Ding, know that Zhu Ding's original strength is actually slightly inferior to Morad.
But Zhu Ding has made progress, progress visible to the naked eye.
After playing Mizutori Hato, his whole temperament seemed to have changed. The corners of his mouth, which had always been cold, could not help but secretly curl up, and the aura he exuded was no longer as cold as ice, but instead had a hint of warmth.
It's a pity that he still refuses to say more, as if he is afraid that his momentum will weaken when he opens his mouth.
Zhu Ding disappeared for a while during lunch. No one knew where he went. Everyone tacitly refused to ask him, but Wang Chao could guess that he probably went to call someone.
I don't know if I can get through it...
Zhu Ding Such changes are very clear when mapped to his playing skills. His offensive attributes have been further weakened, while his defensive attributes have been further strengthened. However, he has not lost his combat effectiveness because of the reduction in attack. On the contrary, his entire tactical system is more integrated and not as aggressive as before.
In the past, he was like a flower bed that had not been pruned by a gardener for a long time. It was overgrown with branches and could easily hurt people. But now it has been simply pruned. Although it is not perfect yet, it is much more organized than before, and it is gradually moving towards a balance between offense and defense.
Morad, who is holding a polygonal racket, takes the path of violent attack. When he encounters Zhu Ding's gradually mellow style, it feels like hitting cotton. He has a very bad temper. He attacked wildly in the first game, but the effect was not great, and he lost in the end. In the second game, he still attacked like crazy and still lost. So he got angry and slammed the racket on the ground. He pointed at Zhu Ding and started to curse.
Everyone was stunned by this scene. They all thought that such a handsome boy must be personable, but who knew he was so irritable.
Then his coach came out, as if to dissuade him, but the boy pushed his coach away and spit on the floor.
At this time everyone was stupid.
So the game was actually not over. Rather than saying that Morad lost 0:2, it would be better to say that he lost control of his emotions after 0:2, committed serious violations on the spot, and was directly eliminated.
Throughout the entire process of Morad's outburst, Zhu Ding remained calm. He did not make any unnecessary moves until the penalty was over and he walked out of the field.
This shows that he is indeed in a good mood now.
If it were Great Demon King from League A, I'm afraid he would have punched Morad in the face with his sandbag-like fist.
Don't forget, this guy is not a good-tempered person either. He was the one who broke Yang Chi's arm forcefully.
At this point, the second day of competition is over.
The remaining matches have also been determined.
The semi-finals are Wang Chao playing Lin Zijun, and Zhu Ding playing Lu Feiyang. The winners of these two games will compete for the final championship of this T2.
By this time, the mentality of all the contestants had undergone subtle changes.
When they first arrived the day before yesterday, no one paid much attention to the three unknown men sent by Huaping. Everyone was discussing who could win the championship, Lin Zijun or Mizutori Hato.
Even someone like Li Zhengzhi dared to challenge Wang Chao in the cafeteria, trying to step on his head to become famous.
But at this moment, when I looked back, I suddenly realized that there were three Huaping seats among the top four.
Whether it was World's Number One Chopper Zhu Shixian, Sakura Country's first brother Mizutori Hato, or Bay Island the evergreen tree Zhuang Huishen, these famous figures in the world table tennis fell at the feet of Huaping one after another in different ways.
"This is Hua Ping"
"Huaping just sends out a few people, and they are all top-notch in the world."
"Huaping finally showed off its carefully prepared new generation of ace players"
Titles like this appeared in large numbers on table tennis forums in various countries that night.
Then someone reminded, "Everyone, have you forgotten? In fact, Lin Zijun is also Chinese, and T2 has already been rounded up by the Chinese..."
Tomorrow is the last match day, with a total of ten matches, six in the morning. The first two are Men's Singles semi-finals, and the last four are Women's Singles eight to four.
The four games in the afternoon are the Women's Singles semi-finals and finals, as well as the last highlight, the Men's Singles finals.
There were a lot less people in the cafeteria because some of the eliminated contestants had returned home.
However, tourist players like Christian. Hart are still there. They are already preparing to stay with Sakura Country to play T League, and have begun negotiating contract matters with Sakura Country Table Tennis.
"Have you figured out how to fight Lin Zijun?" Zhu Ding asked Wang Chao.
Today Zhu Ding obviously talked more than usual. He and Wang Chao sat together and chatted.
Less than five meters away from them, Lin Zijun and Zhuang Huishen were also whispering while eating, and glanced secretly here from time to time.
Obviously, when Wang Chao has a headache to defeat Lin Zijun, Lin Zijun also has a headache to defeat Wang Chao.
Even other contestants frequently set their sights on these two tables.
Everyone knows that the winner of Wang Chao and Lin Zijun is very likely to be the winner of this year's T2 Diamond Match.
Because judging from the content of the competition, Zhu Ding's victory over Mizutori Hato only reflects tenacity, while Lu Feiyang's victory over Zhuang Huishen only reflects the advancement of technology.
These two are both generals, but not handsome. They rely on their bodies to win, not their brains.
Wang Chao and Lin Zijun are different.
Wang Chao used two completely different systems to play Zhu Shixian and Yoshikawa Hiroshi. The technology is impeccable and the stability is staggering. The most terrifying thing is his playing intelligence, which is the so-called golf quotient.
Zhu Shixian and Yoshikawa Hiroshi were so beaten by him that they never came out of the pit from the beginning to the end.
And Lin Zijun... there is nothing to say. As early as when he debuted in the last Open, the world table tennis community has already recognized him as a super-class player today, and he is a rare super-class player who uses his brain to play.
"I can't think of a way..." Wang Chao sighed, "If it were before this afternoon, I would have said that Lin Zijun had some mental problems, but when he played Zhang Benkuang, he obviously got rid of his inner demons."
Zhu Ding "tsk", feeling a little sour in his heart.
He himself is considered a genius, otherwise he would not have been among the six dragons seven years ago. But even he would feel that God is unfair when he sees people like Wang Chao and Lin Zijun.
One is a super evolution in battle, and the other is a weak heart-killing demon. What are you doing? Are we still allowed to play ball as ordinary people?
On the other side, Zhuang Huishen is also asking Lin Zijun: "Have you thought of a way?"
"Unexpected." Lin Zijun was slightly shy and lowered his head and said, "I have studied the game when Table Tennis First Division played Zhu Ding and compared the game he played Zhu Shixian yesterday with today's game. In this game of Yoshikawa Hiroshi, I found that this person's playing style is too complicated. Each game has a different style, but he controls his style very well. I estimate that I will have to watch more than ten games before I can find his true style."
Zhuang Huishen said, "How about... let's study all the times he beat League A tonight?"
Lin Zijun sighed, "It's useless, senior. Every game he played in Table Tennis First Division showed a completely different level... I don't know whether this person improved too fast or was too good at hiding. In short, those games did not show his true level at all, and it was in vain."
"Then what should we do?" Zhuang Huishen asked, "How about we go over there to find out the news?"
Lin Zijun was even more embarrassed and whispered, "I... I'm not embarrassed."
On the other end, Zhu Ding is also asking, "What should we do?"
"It's very simple." Wang Chao stood up and said with a smile, "Since you don't know him, let's get to know him now."
In this way, the Bay Island duo and the Huaping duo had their first historic head-to-head contact.
At this moment, the buzz in the cafeteria suddenly stopped, and many people turned their heads and listened secretly.
Zhuang Huishen saw Wang Chao coming over, a smile flashed in his eyes, he stood up and moved out of the way, moved to the chair next to him, and said, "Sit down."
Wang Chao first thanked Zhuang Huishen sincerely, then sat down opposite Lin Zijun, stretched out his hand and said, "Hello."
Lin Zijun lowered his head and did not dare to look at anyone. His face was already swollen, but was slightly red due to the embarrassment at the moment. He slowly stretched out his hand and gently shook Wang Chao's hand, and whispered, "It's good for you too."
Wang Chao said, "I have watched all your game videos in the Kangaroo Country Open. You played really well."
Lin Zijun's face turned redder, but he still lowered his head and said, "I have also watched all your games in Table Tennis First Division, and you played better."
Zhuang Huishen looked back at Zhu Ding, and they both shrugged, with smiles in their eyes.
Although they are opponents tomorrow, as a senior, watching two promising juniors have such unfamiliar first contact, this feeling is like taking your own brother on a blind date, and the mood is very strange.
However, these two people will not ask each other about their family age and income, but they both want to test each other's strength.
Wang Chao asked, "Who do you think will win tomorrow's game?"
Lin Zijun said, "Of course you win... You have a better hand than me, more power than me, the ball on the table is more delicate than mine, and the changes in your serve are far better than mine. I feel that I can't even win a game."
"No, no, no, I think you win." Wang Chao said, "Your backhand twist is too powerful, and your speed is much faster than mine. Moreover, your ball on the table is obviously more delicate."
"It's useless to be fast." Lin Zijun's voice became lower and lower, as if he lacked confidence, but the words kept coming out. "You know, I can't beat Zhu Shixian, but you can beat him 4:0, and in today's game, you played too steadily. Young players like me have an impetuous mentality, and I am most afraid of stable players like you."
"Am I stable? I'm actually not stable at all. It's just that Yoshikawa Hiroshi is too good." Wang Chao shook his head. "Really speaking, you are the stable one. When you played Li Zhengzhi, you controlled the ball from beginning to end, for four games. That was the 14th-ranked player in the world. If it were me, he would probably beat him to a pig's head with his cherry blossoms."
Lin Zijun finally raised his head, but even the roots of his ears were red. He looked at Wang Chao with an extremely sincere expression. "Chinese people don't lie to Chinese people. Believe me, you will win."
Wang Chao's eyes were equally sincere. "Chinese people don't lie to Chinese people, I really can't beat you."
Lin Zijun reached out and touched his feverish face, then lowered his head. "Mom said, I am a good boy and I never lie."
Wang Chao said, "My mother didn't say I was a good boy. She has been scaring me since I was a child. If I lie, she will break my legs."
There was a brief silence between the two, and then Wang Chao smiled and said, "Well, anyway, you think I will win, so how about telling me your weaknesses and making it easier for me to win?"
Lin Zijun thought seriously for a few seconds, "Okay."
He said, "When you hit me, you can serve as long as possible to the forehand position. My body is too thin and I don't have enough strength to hit the ball. Also, I am actually very afraid of heavy artillery. I suffered a lot when I was practicing with senior Zhuang Huishen. If you have a chance, you must sideways and hit me hard. I usually can't catch this kind of ball, and I will be killed in one blow."
Wang Chao Listen carefully, think carefully, think carefully and say seriously, "Thank you... In return, I will also tell you my weaknesses."
Lin Zijun quickly shook his head. "Don't say it... I'm going to lose tomorrow anyway, and I don't want to know your weaknesses."
Wang Chao ignored him and continued, "My speed is far inferior to yours, so it will definitely be effective for you to move me from both sides as you did when playing Zhang Benkuang. In addition, my backhand is weaker than yours. Much more, so you should try to hit the ball to my backhand position. Considering that my on-table ball is pretty good, I suggest you hit my backhand position directly on the baseline or at a wide angle. In this case, I can only twist, but it is easy for me to make mistakes when twisting the ball."
He paused and reminded, "Oh, don't forget that I am a left-handed general, so my backhand position is reversed from others."
Lin Zijun seemed to have just reacted. "Oh, yes, I almost forgot. In fact, I am naturally afraid of left-handers. I originally had a three-point chance in tomorrow's game, but now it seems that I have no chance at all. Congratulations in advance."
The two of them finished talking, said goodbye to each other, and congratulated each other on qualifying for the finals in advance before parting.
Thanks to "Autumn Wind Small Building" for the tip.