Michel was still defeated in the second game. The final score was 11:5, which was one point less than in the first game.
He was very anxious and panicked. He grabbed Old Wa's hand and kept asking, "Am I playing right? Why can't I beat him? Why can he still catch my ball when I try so hard? What should I do?"
Old Wa patted the back of his hand gently and said warmly, "It's okay. The game is not over yet. Don't be confused. Just play hard and don't think too much."
Michel was a little anxious. If it weren't for the fact that he had actually seen Old Wa's wisdom and foresight in the past two months, he would probably have started to complain at this moment, "Do you know these two sentences? You are telling me not to panic over and over again, but you are telling me how to fight? I'm going to lose my mentality if I keep fighting like this."
He held back, instead of becoming a troll, he forced himself to calm down.
He still firmly believes that Old Wa will not come to the scene to watch him play for no reason.
In the past twenty years, all the performances of Old Wa have proved that even though this little old man has been away from the table tennis world for many years, he is still a god.
He rarely spoke to the table tennis community in the past, but basically everything he said came true.
When he took the initiative to contact Morad, no one believed that this irritable blond guy would really become a world-class player, but in the end it turned out that Old Wa was right.
Three years ago, Luo Jiu had not changed the rubber, and there was no custom of changing the rubber in the world table tennis world. However, Old Wa had already seen that his front rubber was wrong. This kind of foresight was two and a half years earlier than that of Huaping coach He Jingping, who became famous for changing the rubber.
Old Wa came here today. Naturally, he wanted to see a coronation, not a slap in the face.
So, the only explanation for him keeping his mentality calm is that he really thinks he can complete a great reversal if his mentality is not messed up.
After figuring this out, Michel finally settled down.
He returned to the field as if it was the first game of the day and started all over again.
He's playing steadier.
He chose to let go of some obviously winnable balls because the success rate was not high enough.
When encountering some balls that are difficult to handle, he will deliberately place Wang Chao on the forehand position, because relatively speaking, the angle of the forehand position of Wang Chao is not as tricky as the backhand position, and it is easier for him to guess.
He has really played cautiously enough, even a little conservative, which is completely different from who he was two months ago.
He hopes that Wang Chao can take the initiative to attack.
But Wang Chao was really stubborn today. If he would occasionally hit a ball in the first two games, then starting from this game, he stopped attacking at all. He swung short, controlled the ball, dropped angles, cut sideways, rubbed the baseline, and used all kinds of methods to make the ball difficult for the opponent's attack, and then quietly waited for Michel to attack.
Michel also wanted to play like Wang Chao, but he didn't dare.
After changing to the rubber, his forehand fine-tuning ability has been improved by at least two levels. Next time he meets Bayer, he is even confident that he will have a good fight with Bayer to control the ball on the forehand table. However, only in front of Wang Chao, he still dare not fight for small balls.
Wang Chao's small ball skills are too strong.
He claims to have a delicate touch and is at least in the top three. That's because he has never played against Luo Jiu, and when he played against Dragon Team, Dragon Team kept fighting.
But in fact, he didn't really lose to Luo Jiu or Dragon Team. Theoretically, it's possible for him to be ranked first.
Under the influence of this situation, Michel always insists on being forced to take action after three or four rounds, and then Wang Chao starts to defend. It looks like a set offensive and defensive drill.
Michel tried to reduce his strength when attacking and at the same time be prepared to return the ball. The result of this was that the ball had more rounds, but in the end, he was probably guarded to death by Wang Chao.
After all, the gap between the two sides in technical hard power is too big. When strength cannot be the key to determining victory or defeat, technology becomes the only criterion.
The more impatient Michel is, the more calm Wang Chao is.
This ebb and flow of emotions is essentially the same as when an offensive player beats a chipper. Whoever is anxious will lose.
Michel lost the third game 11:4.
After three games, he scored one point less in each game than in the previous game. From a statistical point of view, each game was completely worse than the last.
The most terrible thing is that he can't help but feel anxious again. Even if Old Wa is sitting off the court, he can't get any comfort. On the contrary, Wang Chao became more and more calm as he played, showing that he was in excellent condition.
In this case, no matter who it is, they cannot insist that Wang Chao will collapse in the fourth round.
Michel can no longer understand what kind of medicine Old Wa is selling in the gourd.
"I really tried my best." Michel gasped for air and wiped the sweat from his head. "But I really... really can't beat him to death. It's so fucked up. Wasn't he not defensive before? Why did he suddenly turn into a turtle shell?"
Only then did Old Wa tell the truth. He said, "If I read it correctly, he should be practicing for fighting Hook."
It was this sentence that completely defeated Michel's already fragile heart.
"He's doing a drill? He's using me as a drill? Even so, I can't beat him?" Michel was angry. "Teacher, is the gap between me and him still so big? If so, what's the point of you coming here and giving me endless confidence?"
Old Wa smiled and did not answer. After a moment of silence, he raised his hand, patted the shoulder of Michel, who was half a head taller than him, and said warmly, "Don't worry, if you really lose, I will stand up and tell them that my guidance was wrong. No matter what, I will not let them scold you."
Michel, who was originally full of anger, was stunned. From Old Wa's tone, he felt a complicated meaning that was half calm and half desolate after making a decision. He hesitated and said, "Teacher, you..."
"I'm here just because I can't help but come."
At this time, Old Wa finally told the truth, "I originally thought that Morad was enough to support the future of Swedish table tennis, but recently I discovered that I was wrong. It turns out that a player who only has skills but no good character can't really go far..."
His tone was very bleak, because Sweden was too small, with a small population, and he had waited twenty years for a super-genius boy who could pass on his legacy. He knew that Morad had a temper problem, but he thought it didn't matter. After all, geniuses always have tempers.
But in the end, the young man fell quickly after taking off.
In the opinion of Old Wa, Morad is strong enough to defeat Wolf. However, due to his uncontrollable impatience and irritable behavior, he not only lost the game, lost his reputation, but also lost his own expectations for him. He even lost his behavior during the game. International Table Tennis Federation will be suspended from the game. The specific time is to be determined.
This is simply a disgrace to Swedish table tennis.
In Old Wa's mind, Michel is actually just a transitional substitute. Only Morad is the future of Sweden. However, now, he has to take the initiative to stand up for Michel.
Otherwise, he was afraid that Michel would be completely devastated after losing to Wang Chao today.
Because in two months of getting along with him, he has discovered that the seemingly mature 31-year-old Michel is actually far more fragile inside than outsiders see. He may not be able to withstand the blow of losing to the same person twice in a row within two months.
Wang Chao is definitely the future main force of Huaping's national team.
If Michel has a psychological shadow on Wang Chao, Sweden will never have a chance to defeat Huaping, and Swedish table tennis will be useless.
The struggle for European orthodoxy may seem like a European civil war, but in fact it is still closely related to China Table Tennis.
Germany's Bayer has been undefeated in the European civil war for more than ten years, but he is still not the representative of European table tennis in the minds of Europeans.
On the contrary, Pike and Hook came out of the blue. Relying on the few winning games they got against Sun Tianlong, they became the representatives of the new generation in the eyes of European fans.
What does this mean?
It shows that in today's European table tennis world, whoever wants to become a real leader must kill the main Chinese table tennis players.
One hundred European Championships champions are not worth destroying Sun Tianlong once.
It's just that extreme.
Old Wa knows that Michel must not collapse.
But Michel really can't beat Wang Chao.
When he lost the game today, he not only lost confidence, but also received overwhelming criticism from domestic fans.
Fans are unreasonable. They only know that there are German players and Swedish players in the top eight. Now that you have been eliminated, but Wolf has advanced, then you are a national sinner.
Old Wa cannot change the direction of the Internet, so he can only think of another way.
What if the scolding didn't fall on Michel?
He thought for a long time and finally decided to take the blame himself.
Of course, he is not purely selfless, he still has a trace of luck.
What if Michel really defeated Wang Chao?
After all, Wang Chao's defense is really weak...
But after the third game, Old Wa completely understood it.
It turned out that I had made a mistake after all.
It turns out that what was born on the other side of the ocean was not an ordinary super genius, but a super genius who could not be fathomed by common sense, just like himself back then.
Then there is nothing more to say.
You're here, if you see the pot, just pick it up.
"After today, you must continue to practice with me until you can beat Wang Chao one day in the future. Your current skills are still too rough. It is normal that you cannot beat him, but you have to believe that I can make you as delicate as him. I will teach you everything I know without reservation."
Old Wa Speaking of this, he finally showed a bit of the domineering attitude he had twenty years ago. "After all, I was also meticulous back then. My touch is not inferior to anyone in Huaping today."
When he walked onto the field again, Michel was no longer anxious, he just felt sad and angry.
It's a feeling of impotent rage.
He feels very sorry for Old Wa, and understands the good intentions of his senior who is willing to destroy his reputation for the sake of the development of Swedish table tennis.
He began to play steadily, using the most cautious attitude to play this hopeless game.
The fourth game was not exciting as both sides played very plainly.
Michel stopped shouting when he was trying hard to shoot and pull the ball, and the whole person fell silent.
Wang Chao remained silent as always.
In order to judge Michel's attack, he spent a lot of mental energy, so that he was a little tired at this time, and he had no energy to shout or make any unnecessary movements.
The game continued to advance in such a silent and suffocating atmosphere, until seven minutes later, the score was fixed at 11:3.
Michel failed to complete the big reversal after all, and the score of this round was even one point less than the previous round.
The scores of the four games were 11:6, 11:5, 11:4, and 11:3 respectively. They looked neat and harmonious, full of some unspeakable irony.
The audience began to boo wildly and threw a lot of objects into the field. They were all angry and felt some kind of naked deception.
Didn't you say that Old Wa is a good example?
Didn't it mean that Old Wa is here in person and this battle will be won?
Doesn't it mean that the battle for European orthodoxy will come to an end today?
The result?
Is this the result?
The loss was so ugly, even more exaggerated than the score two months ago.
Technical transformation?
Technological changes will make you paralyzed!
The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. When the host country is tortured to this point, the fans' anger is really going to their heads.
Wang Chao didn't even bother to shake hands with Michel after the game and quickly escaped from the field. He was really afraid of being hit on the head by a mineral water bottle. The Swedish fans were so crazy that they threw full bottles of water out. This thing can really hurt people.
Some even threw in leather shoes.
The commotion at the scene was gradually stopped by the staff after a long time, and then the women's team's game started.
This time Wang Chao was too lazy to watch. After all, Ichikawa Mima was already gg. There are now five Chinese players in the top eight, including Shen Sha, Wang Yu, Yin Di and Chen Tong, who Wang Chao is optimistic about, plus Tang Yuanyuan who suddenly appeared.
There will be two civil wars in this round, namely Shen Sha vs Yin Di and Chen Tong vs Tang Yuanyuan.
Wang Chao glanced at the match list and planned to leave with He Jingping, but at this time, Fan Xiaodong came over. "Brother Chao, I am going to play Hook in the afternoon. Before playing Hook, I want to play with you first."
Wang Chao was stunned. "Why?"
Fan Xiaodong looked a little hesitant, but finally said, "There are some things that I shouldn't tell you... Do you know that the teacher told me that I must not practice with you before I meet you in the official game?"
Wang Chao nodded. "I know."
"But do you know why?" Fan Xiaodong's expression became even more hesitant, and he hesitated several times before finally speaking out, "That's because the teacher specially designed a way to beat you for me. He told me that if I meet you for the first time in the main game and I suddenly come up with this tactic, I will have a great chance of defeating you, winning the gold medal in my debut, and becoming a god in one battle."
Wang Chao remained silent for a long while.
He had actually already guessed these things, but he just didn't bother to worry about them.
But he never expected that in the end, it would be Fan Xiaodong, a pickpocketing boy, who would stab Qin Huachang in the back fatally.
I don't know if Old Qin, who has worked so hard to plot against himself, will spit out blood after learning the truth.
"I think this is unfair, so, Brother Chao, let's have a fight first." Fan Xiaodong said again.
Wang Chao couldn't help but feel curious. "Can you tell me why you suddenly came to me to tell me these things?"
"Because I saw that video on the forum." Fan Xiaodong said seriously, "My mother has told me since I was a child that if others are good to me, I will be good to others... I can see that what you said next is to me, so of course I can't keep hiding it from you."
Fan Xiaodong seems to be ignorant, but in fact he is a master of tricks. Most Europeans cannot understand the intentions of Wang Chao and He Jingping, but Fan Xiaodong, a little guy with no experience in the world, sees through them.
But there is still a slight misunderstanding here. Yesterday, He Jingping actually said these words to Qin Huachang through the air. However, Qin Huachang rushed back to China that night and entrusted Fan Xiaodong's off-site guidance to him.
If he had known that Qin Huachang was leaving, He Jingping would not have said this publicly. He would have preferred to tell Fan Xiaodong directly in private.
Not to mention the twists and turns, just at this moment, Fan Xiaodong said what he had hidden in his heart for a long time, and he felt relaxed all over. After all, he has a frank and straightforward temperament, and this kind of conspiracy and calculation is not in line with his personality.
At this moment, he regained his lively and high-spirited appearance as a young man, with obvious fighting intent in his eyes. With some provocation, he urged again, "Brother Chao, come to fight?"
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