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Mexico City Olympic Games The table tennis competition venue presented an extremely strange scene. Everyone in the stands stood up. They opened their mouths, stared, and stared directly at the table, but no one clapped, no one cheered, and no one whispered among each other.
All their minds were attracted by this completely unexpected ball.
Really immersive football viewing.
This is still a 16-8 battle between Sun Tianlong and Zhang Benkuang.
The game has reached the third game.
The score in the first game was 11:1.
The score in the second game was 11:1.
So far in the third game, 10:1.
The score displayed on the big screen showed some unusual uniformity, as if this was not an uneven score scored by two players in a random state, but an ending that had been arranged by a god.
Really. Everything is under control.
Zhang Benkuang did not give up. He started fighting from the first round. After discovering that Sun Tianlong was actually going to fight, he had a very brief moment of panic. Then he calmed down and started to fight back with more crazy postures.
His idea is correct. After all, even if you, an old man in his 30s, are desperate, how can you be more impulsive and desperate than my 17-year-old young man?
He was right in thinking, but his conclusion was wrong, because Sun Tianlong didn't need to work too hard. He only needed to show a slightly aggressive attitude, and non-Chinese associations was already a devastating force that no professional player could stop.
This is an Attack on Titan.
So even though Zhang Benkuang was running in a panic, shouting at the top of his lungs, and beating until his arms and calves were sore, the score was still completely out of control, rising steadily at a speed that made him despair.
In the first game, he scored one point after 10:0.
In the second game, he also scored a point after 10:0.
Obviously, it was Sun Tianlong who took the initiative to score him.
Unless he meets Mizutori Hato, Dragon Team will still show his usual good demeanor.
No one made fun of Zhang Benkuang, because the audience did not think Zhang Benkuang was embarrassed. Instead, they thought Zhang Benkuang was very brave today.
Being able to persevere under the overwhelming pressure of Sun Tianlong, and never showing any sign of giving up on himself. Even if he was given the ball, it did not affect his positive attitude. This is enough to prove that Zhang Benkuang has a great future in the future.
But of course the audience's emotions will not be poured into Zhang Benkuang.
This is not the time to pity the weak.
They have too complicated and complex feelings for Sun Tianlong.
After seven years of resistance against China, countless brave men fought and fell into the sand. The career of Great Demon King has run through the youth of many fans. They may have been studying when they first saw Sun Tianlong win the championship. At that time, they may still be discussing with great interest who is the big brother of Huaping and which non-Chinese associations player will finally overthrow the rule of Huaping. Little did they know that what they saw was the grand opening of an iron-fisted rule.
Later, they graduated, got jobs, experienced a lot of things, became mature, and didn't have much time to pay attention to all the world competitions. But when they occasionally stopped to take a look, they could always see this man on the championship podium again.
At first they felt it was new, then they felt bored, and then they found that Sun Tianlong winning the championship had become a daily routine in their lives and an indelible memory in their lives.
People will always be jealous of those who are stronger than themselves, but when the other person is much better than you, you no longer have jealousy, only admiration.
Sun Tianlong is like this. In the eyes of foreign fans around the world, he was initially very annoying because he defeated too many players that the fans supported. But when he won too many, the fans began to identify with him. At this time, the fans' emotions officially transcended the concept of nationality and became pure and unconditional recognition of the strongest.
"Sports Without Borders" itself is a false proposition, but in this delicate situation, it can also be regarded as a true proposition.
So when the strongest person suddenly showed his crazy side, the fans' first reaction was a little touched, as if they had seen their youth seven years ago again.
They agree with Zhang Benkuang's persistence, but what they want to see at the moment is Sun Tianlong's peerless style.
Sun Tianlong served, Zhang Benkuang swung back, and Sun Tianlong directly hit the ball to death on the table.
Zhang Benkuang served, Sun Tianlong directly hit the ball to death.
Sun Tianlong serves, Zhang Benkuang attacks, Sun Tianlong pulls back forcefully, and is directly beaten to death.
Zhang Benkuang serves, Sun Tianlong swings back, Zhang Benkuang attacks, Sun Tianlong directly pulls back and kills.
These are the four basic modes of Sun Tianlong scoring.
Of course, there is a fifth mode, which is Zhang Benkuang committing suicide directly when serving, catching, attacking, or pulling back.
But this kind of suicide is not worthy of criticism, because it is a "forced error" and a technical fluctuation that Zhang Benkuang will inevitably form under excessive pressure. As long as he is still a human being and not a machine, then under the stimulation of this score, it will definitely become like this.
"Pa!" Another beautiful forehand attack, which penetrated Zhang Benkuang's defense.
11:1, Sun Tianlong won the third game.
He left the table and wiped the sweat on his head with a snow-white towel, showing some slight fatigue caused by the intense exercise, but his expression was one of satisfaction and enjoyment. He smiled slightly and listened to what his temporary off-field instructor He Jingping was saying. He unscrewed the bottle cap and took a drink of water, nodding his head, looking very casual.
Even if it was a break between games, the audience's eyes were always following him, as if there was light on him, and every move was filled with natural charm.
The young audience has never seen Sun Tianlong play like this.
The older audience vaguely recalled Sun Tianlong fighting hard on the field when he was still young.
This man has been sitting on the throne of being the best in the world for so long, always playing the role of being challenged, that over time, everyone has forgotten that this god-like man can actually take the initiative - he doesn't fight like this just because it is not necessary.
So is it necessary now?
In terms of opponents, a mere Zhang Benkuang, no matter how super-evolved he is, and even if he defeated the Swedish brother in an upset just yesterday, it is still far from enough to make Sun Tianlong pay more attention to him.
Counting down the current table tennis masters one by one, Zhang Benkuang, who is known as the well-deserved brother of Sakura Country, has not even been qualified to challenge Sun Tianlong.
Therefore, the attitude shown by Sun Tianlong is naturally not aimed at his opponents, but at other people off the court.
"No, you are wrong. Brother Long did not target anyone."
The one who spoke was Luo Jiu. He was becoming more and more presumptuous. His match had only been played for more than an hour, and there was obviously a fierce battle of 8 to 4 tomorrow, but he actually sat directly with Fan Xiaoxian to watch the game, chatting while watching, with great interest, and simply regarded the rules of Chinese table tennis as nothing.
Old Cai saw it, but Old Cai endured it, because Old Cai was also an expert and could see how well Luo Jiu played today. He did not agree with Luo Jiu's behavior, but he agreed with Luo Jiu's progress. Since it turned out that Luo Jiu had not lost his chain, he could only pinch his nose.
"Brother Long is clearly enjoying it now." Luo Jiu explained to Fan Xiaoxian with a smile, "He had injuries many years ago, and he has always been thinking about giving us Hua Ping's protection. He has never dared to open up and play hard. Now he is finally free. Now, there are only the last four games left in his career. He obviously feels that his body can fully support these four games, so he has completely let go. Oh my god, this Brother Long is so scary. I will probably be beaten badly when I play with him the day after tomorrow. Oh my, my wife, please comfort me, please give me a hug."
The old man's cuteness was very effective. Fan Xiaoxian's eyes were filled with little stars. Sure enough, he hugged Luo Jiu tenderly and stroked his head gently, as if coaxing a puppy. Luo Jiu smiled and raised his head in her arms, and actually pursed his lips to ask for a kiss. Fan Xiaoxian hesitated for a moment, but actually pressed his face against hers.
It's so scary when an old house is on fire.
I can't describe it any further. In short, it's so disgusting that it makes people's scalp numb and goosebumps all over their body. Even Cai Guodong, who had been watching with a cold expression, was taken a sip when he saw this. He choked on the water and coughed until his face turned red. After he finished coughing, he wanted to get up several times, but he forced himself to hold back several times. Veins flashed on his forehead, and finally he forced himself to turn his head away and continue watching the football, no longer watching the immoral scene.
At the baffle behind Zhang Benkuang, the head coach of Sakura Country sat there quietly, not showing too many negative emotions.
In fact, when the lineup came out a few days ago, the Sakura Country Table Tennis Association coaching staff had already discussed it internally. They were convinced that Zhang Benkuang this Olympic Games Men's Singles's best result is the top 16. They never thought about letting Zhang Benkuang break through Sun Tianlong, so they are very calm at the moment, although the specific process of the game is different from what they expected.
Sakura Country people have a very contradictory national character. When they are not sure about the strength of both sides, they will be as tough as a dead duck. But after they are sure that the other side is strong enough, they will quickly switch to a self-defeating and strong-willed state. Facing Sun Tianlong, they have disarmed many years ago, so today, like the fans, they are willing to quietly appreciate the rare grace shown by Sun Tianlong.
It may sound a little weird, but the coaches and players of Sakura Country actually enjoyed watching the game because they unexpectedly saw a different Sun Tianlong. It felt like I was forced to go to the cinema to watch a boring science and education film under the leadership's instructions, but in the end I saw a superhero blockbuster.
But they also expressed their incomprehension. Today, first Luo Jiu, and then Sun Tianlong, both came out with new things that were different from before, but they obviously didn't have to come out because their opponents were not that strong.
Don't these two people plan to hide their tricks?
What's the point of proactively exposing one's cards?
They couldn't figure it out.
"Can you figure it out?" Qiu Yinong asked Wang Chao somewhere in the stands.
Wang Chao nodded. "Of course."
Qiu Yinong came to Mexico City as a member of the coaching staff, but given his age, he could chat better with Wang Chao. What's more, he also accepted a young disciple Yuan Li at Wang Chao's suggestion. Qiu Yinong is a very open-minded person. He is a very thick-skinned person. He actually doesn't know what type of disciple Yuan Li is and how to train him. Since it was Wang Chao who said that Yuan Li has a bright future, he might as well directly ask Wang Chao for help. Of course, Wang Chao will not refuse.
So over time, the relationship between the two became closer and closer. In addition, Qiu Yinong had a clear label of a wealthy family, so now, Wang Chao, Xiao Fei, Qiu Yinong, these three have become a small group, plus Tang Yuanyuan and Liu Wen who occasionally come together, this number is enough, they can not only fight landlords in the dormitory, but also go out to sing karaoke occasionally.
It's not that I am rejecting Luo Jiu, but Luo Jiu has been practicing hard and dating recently, and really has no time.
"Actually, you are all thinking too much. There is not so much meaning in what Brother Long and my senior brother are doing." Wang Chao explained, "Brother Long is purely enjoying the game. As for my senior brother, he is like a chicken blood now. If he doesn't vent well during the game, he may be depressed."
"But they did expose something." Qiu Yinong still clings to this point.
"Well, that's true, but what does it matter?" Wang Chao said, "They are playing their cards right now. Brother Long is such a proud person. Although my senior brother does not have Brother Long's status in the world, but in terms of arrogance, is definitely not less than that of Brother Long. You see, they will have a battle in the semi-finals. Ninety percent of the battle will be basic skills, and no one will engage in sneak attacks."
He paused, and seeing that Qiu Yinong still looked like he wanted to make a point, he added, "Actually, at their level, the tricks of hiding and plotting have little meaning. At the end of the table tennis game, we still have to return to nature and simplify the complex... Well, you have never reached this level, you don't understand."
Qiu Yinong was so full of words that he held back the last three words. He stared at Wang Chao for a long time, gritted his teeth and said, "Do you understand?"
Wang Chao nodded steadily. "I understand."
Qiu Yinong originally wanted to criticize him, but after much deliberation, he really couldn't find a way to argue with him, because he was really not at this level. If he talked about technology, he was afraid that he would make a mistake as soon as he opened his mouth.
So he could only say, "Then what do you think you have a chance of winning against them?"
Wang Chao shook his head. "I don't know."
He saw that Qiu Yinong was already looking like he was about to go berserk, so he explained seriously, "The senior brother now is much stronger than World Table Tennis Championships. If we really meet him, the outcome of the game will be related to many factors. I really can't judge... As for Brother Long, I will definitely lose if I meet him."
Qiu Yinong's eyes widened. "Is Brother Long so strong? Then Xiaojiu will definitely lose when he meets Brother Long?"
Wang Chao smiled and shook his head, but did not explain any more.
He swore that when he met Sun Tianlong, he would immediately admit defeat. This was not a joke.
But he didn't want to make his thoughts known to everyone, because it would make him feel like he was trying to force him into the palace, as if he was building momentum and forcing Sun Tianlong to come to him and persuade him to play well.
His reputation as a little silver coin within Huaping is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so he must pay more attention to what he says and does. Even if he does not have such thoughts, it does not prevent others from interpreting various meanings.
Therefore, you can just abstain on the spot when the time comes, and there is no need to tell anyone in advance.
Qiu Yinong is also sensible. If Wang Chao doesn't say anything, he won't ask further questions and changes the subject, "Then you would rather hope that Xiaojiu enters the finals, right?"
Wang Chao shook his head again. "I don't care."
Qiu Yinong smiled "ha": "I believe you, you are such a bad little brat, none of your words are true."
Wang Chao shrugged and did not forcefully explain.
He really doesn't care.
On the first night when he came to Olympic Village, he figured out a lot of things, reconciled with himself and the world, and then he felt that his mood suddenly became brighter.
Then, he found that his stagnant realm actually began to improve.
This can be regarded as an unexpected surprise, but by this time, Wang Chao no longer has so much obsession with Olympic Games's championship.
Now that he has truly identified with this world, he no longer worries that everything is just a dream, and he no longer worries that he will leave this world at any time. Therefore, he does still have a lot of time to squander.
Even the title Grand Slam doesn't matter to him.
I wanted Grand Slam in the past to make up for the regrets in my previous life.
Later, I wanted Grand Slam in order to make He Jingping the "master of player Grand Slam."
But now he understands what kind of person He Jingping is.
As a cheap master, he actually has neither fame nor profit, he just loves playing football.
It is a joy to have a title, but not having a title will not prevent this old man from continuing to shine.
What's more, there is also senior brother Luo Jiu.
"If senior brother can win the championship in Olympic Games this time, then he will definitely win the championship in World Table Tennis Championships two years later. It will be the same if he helps the teacher wear this title."
"What if Brother Long wins the championship? It's also good. After all, Double Grand Slam is something that has never been done by anyone in this world. Coach Qin Huachang likes honors, so give him the highest honor."
"So, what if I win the championship?"
"It's actually not bad."
"Although Brother Long and my seniors will have some regrets, the charm of competitive sports may be that most people move forward with regrets."
Sun Tianlong's game has come to an end, with the score of 10:1 in the fourth game. After thinking for a long time, Zhang Benkuang served a backhand baseline long ball. What greeted Sun Tianlong was a forced Forehand Counter-attack after Sun Tianlong quickly moved sideways.
Wang Chao did not continue to look, he stood up from the stands.
After this game there will be a game for Lin Zijun, and then it will be his turn.
Lin Zijun's opponent is relatively weak, so there is no suspense in this game. If nothing else goes wrong, 4:0. Considering how cleanly Lin Zijun's Super Speed style of play can kill players weaker than him, the game should not exceed 30 minutes.
So, it's time to warm up.
Qiu Yinong did not stand up, but asked him the last question, "Then you will also come up with new things later? Will you play your cards like Xiaojiu and Brother Long?"
Wang Chao stopped and turned to smile at him, "You'll know later."
(That's the first update today. Speaking of which, I've been in average shape this month. Maybe I've written too many games and my mind has been exhausted. I'll try to speed up next month. When Olympic Games is finished, I'll enter a new mode. I should be able to write more innovatively. It's strange. Anyway, please bear with me. I did some statistics and found that there have been 26.5 thousand words updated in 28 days this month. Compared with the previous months, it is not impressive, so I don't dare to ask for votes confidently, so I can only ask weakly.)
Thanks to "Qidian Writer Joking" for the reward.