No matter how noisy the bustle is, it will pass.
When the game was over, the team members dispersed in twos and threes, discussing with great interest the details they had just seen along the way.
Further away, the girls from the women's team secretly looked at Wang Chao, occasionally lowering their heads and letting out unexplained laughter. Some even blushed in laughter. As for what exactly they said, no one knew.
Women are naturally strong-willed, and Wang Chao is quite handsome. Someone should be looking for Wang Chao to add a micro cross or a little penguin number.
If Wang Chao and Wu Li fought hard for seven rounds and lost in the end, they would probably be surrounded by people by now.
But his performance was too strong, to the point where people felt that he was aloof and in the clouds, so no one dared to get close.
Luo Zhihong didn't talk to him immediately because Comrade Luo's mind was very confused and he needed to spend a night to think it over and talk about it tomorrow.
He Jingping didn't even talk to Wang Chao. As soon as the game was over, he couldn't wait to leave the arena, took out his cell phone, and started calling Luo Jiu.
The phone was connected, and Luo Jiu's slightly excited voice came from the other end. "Teacher, you are finally willing to talk to me!"
He Jingping felt the sincere joy in Luo Jiu's voice, feeling guilty and relieved at the same time, but finally suppressed it forcefully and said, "I'll send you a video."
Yes, he used his mobile phone to record the screen. He violated the regulations. Luo Zhihong also saw it, but Luo Zhihong dared not say...
We haven't seen each other for several years, and He Jingping doesn't know how to treat Luo Jiu.
In the past, he was too cruel and harsh to Luo Jiu, but later he broke down and chose to escape. This was also irresponsible to Luo Jiu.
Later I heard that Luo Jiu was temporarily taken over by his senior brother, which could be regarded as helping him take over this mess.
Later, Luo Jiu came to visit during the Chinese New Year, but he blocked the door and said through the door, "Don't come here again." He forced Luo Jiu to come and go in a hurry in the heavy snow.
In three years, this was the first time he took the initiative to call Luo Jiu.
There was silence on the phone until a video was successfully downloaded by Luo Jiu, and He Jingping heard a "ding" sound in his ear.
"Xiaojiu, you must watch this game carefully. This is a game that just ended inside Jiangcheng City Team." He Jingping finished this sentence as quickly as possible, and then hung up the phone in a hurry as if he was afraid that Luo Jiu would say something else.
He slowly returned to his residence in the base, which was a large apartment with three bedrooms and one living room specially arranged for him by Luo Zhihong.
He didn't turn on the light, and sank into the soft sofa in the living room. He sat there for a long time, feeling that something in his body that had been lost a few years ago was reuniting bit by bit.
He felt like a broken car that had been weathered and stained with rust. It had been abandoned in the garage for many years, but suddenly someone poured the best oil on the market into his dry fuel tank. He couldn't help but want to drive the still-usable engine and make as loud a roar as possible.
In the dark living room, his eyes became very bright, and then suddenly went out after a few minutes.
"What can I teach him?" he thought.
Yeah, what can I teach him?
Now he is one year younger than Luo Jiu seven years ago, but what he has shown is already the best table tennis in my ideal, the perfect appearance that I imagined after a lifetime of research.
Is it possible to teach him how to cook Cantonese cuisine?
He Jingping suddenly figured out something at this moment: No wonder Wang Chao doesn't want to be Qin Huachang's teacher.
This kid... probably thinks that no one is worthy of being his master, right?
But at his age, how did these technologies and concepts come to be?
Is there really anyone who knows it from birth?
Or... there is another teacher behind him, a top coach who is definitely not inferior to me and Qin Huachang?
He Jingping closed his eyes and began to carefully sort out in his mind the many meritorious veterans who had retired from the national table tennis coaching staff in the past twenty years, but in the end he could not find any candidate who matched his guess.
At this time, the phone rang. It was Luo Jiu.
"Teacher, I've finished reading." On the phone, Luo Jiu's voice was not as cheerful as before, but a little disappointed. He was silent for a long time and then said softly, "Teacher, I'm sorry... I always thought that I worked hard enough, but in fact... it's really my own problem."
He Jingping was stunned and explained, "Xiaojiu, that's not what I meant, I just..."
"It's okay, I'm actually very happy for you. And, for me, after seeing this game, I also know that my efforts are in the right direction. Maybe with more practice, I can play well."
Luo Jiu paused for a moment, then continued, "Congratulations, you have finally found the real successor. So, can you tell me, what is the name of my little junior brother?"
He Jingping was stunned, and finally realized what was wrong. He smiled bitterly and said, "You are wrong, he is not my disciple... Even his style of play has nothing to do with me."
There was silence on both ends of the phone. It was obvious that Luo Jiu was also in huge shock.
He practiced this style of play hard for seven years, but he still couldn't succeed. In the end, it even caused He Jingping to quit the national team. Although he felt guilty, he was still a little resentful, because if there was really a problem with He Jingping's philosophy, then he would be the biggest victim.
So when he saw today's video, he thought that the young man in the video must be the secret disciple that He Jingping had worked hard to bring out in the past three years. He thought that He Jingping was going to tell him: I was right, you were wrong.
But the truth is so incredible.
When He Jingping briefly told the origin of Wang Chao, the master and apprentice, who had been separated for many years, finally became familiar with each other again.
"So, master, do you want to accept him as an apprentice?" Luo Jiu joked, "This is a historic moment. My young junior brother from the Zhu family has an extraordinary status. If you want to accept him as an apprentice, I will have to ask for leave to come and be a witness."
He Jingping's mood also eased, and he smiled bitterly and said, "I wanted to accept it, but he used to be straight, and I refused when he mentioned it to me. How can I have the nerve to stick to it now? Besides, he is a monster, what can I teach him?"
Luo Jiu has a different idea. After all, he is young and has experienced many overt and covert personnel affairs in the team. "But he must have roots, right? Do you have to fight all the way up alone? It would be too hard. If you meet an unreliable leader along the way, you may have to waste your golden age. Teacher, he is not young anymore. He is still hanging around in the city team at the age of eighteen. For a genius, this starting point is a bit low."
You know, when Luo Jiu was nineteen years old, he had already entered First Team.
He Jingping was weak-minded after all. He thought for a while and said, "Xiaojiu, I want to ask you a favor."
Luo Jiu said "Hmm": "You said it."
"Find some time to have a serious fight with Sun Tianlong recently. I must win. Once you're done, record a video and send it to me." He Jingping explained, "I was joking with that kid last time, saying that if you beat Sun Tianlong, I would accept him as my apprentice... Xiaojiu, whether the Zhumen has a junior disciple or not, it all depends on you."
The phone hung up again, He Jingping no longer struggled, opened the live broadcast page on his laptop, waiting to watch this year's Table Tennis World Cup finals, but on the other side, Luo Jiu's mind became active.
He directly called someone at Black Spade Q Club in Jiangcheng.
"Hey, Brother Fan, let me show you something good."
Luo Jiu said mysteriously, "Before I send it to you, you swear that you will never show this thing to anyone else. Can you do that?"
Brother Fan's name is Fan Xiaofan, the real person in charge of Black Spade Q Club. He visited the city team base a few days ago and begged Luo Zhihong to sell Wu Li to him to fight Table Tennis First Division. As a result, Comrade Luo mercilessly kicked him out.
Fan Xiaofan laughed loudly and energetically, "Okay, okay, I swear, it's not like you don't know that your mouth Brother Fan belongs to Pixiu. It can only go in and out, so what's there to worry about? It's you, your mouth is like the Three Gorges Dam that releases water. You have never kept a secret. If you leak it yourself, don't blame me."
Luo Jiu chuckled, knowing that he had a lot of dark history, so he didn't argue. He just said, "This thing is really important. It is an internal top-secret video that my teacher secretly sent to me. It means that we have a good relationship, so I opened a backdoor for you."
He sent the video to Fan Xiaofan, who watched it on the spot. After watching it for the first five minutes, he thought Luo Jiu wanted to tell him that he was very powerful, but after watching it for another five minutes, he was shocked.
"I know this guy! His name is Wang Chao. There were two games leaked out a few days ago. Many people have seen it and they all agreed that he is a talent with a promising future... But this game is completely different from those two games!"
Those two games were promising in the future, but this one is already complete!
As the local professional team of Jiangcheng City, Fan Xiaofan knows how strong Wu Li is better than any other Table Tennis First Division team. Otherwise, he would not have the shamelessness to ask Luo Zhihong when the team is in crisis.
But in the video, Wang Chao hitting Wu Li is completely a father hitting his son!
In total, there were five games, and two of them were 11:0. What is this concept?
You know, he was also at the scene when the five main players brutally killed Wu Li a few years ago.
Fan Xiaofan's breathing became heavy, and after a long time he said, "Xiaojiu, do you think if I want to sign him, Luo Zhihong will..."
"Go quickly." Luo Jiu scolded on the other end of the phone, "Your team is about to be disbanded, why do you want to be embarrassed? Prepare more funds, don't wait for tomorrow, and go find someone overnight tonight. You have to understand that if you can get the video, other teams may not be able to get the video. After you go, if you really have no way out, just ask my teacher and mention my name. He should be willing to help."
Fan Xiaofan was so stunned by his scolding that he suddenly woke up and started making frantic calls without saying a word.
At the same time, in another room at the city team base, Jiang Long was begging on the phone with a sad face. "Okay, okay, yes, I accept it. As long as you give me a quota this time and help me pass this test, you can decide the two recommended quotas for XY City next year, and I will never interfere!"
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Long finally had a smile on his face that had been gloomy all day, "Fortunately, it's finally solved... I will notify Wang Chao tomorrow morning and report his name. At noon, I will invite him to Lehua Restaurant at the entrance of the base for a meal. I will order a few more hard dishes and win over the relationship. This matter is settled."
In another room, Luo Zhihong took a deep breath, rubbed his eyes, and took his hands back from the laptop keyboard.
He didn't use the computer well, but he still had the courage to write a report of 2,000 words, detailing the details of the city team member Wang Chao, and sincerely requesting the provincial team to handle special matters and recruit Wang Chao to the provincial team in advance. Otherwise, he was afraid that his talents would be limited and a good seedling would be wasted.
In order to ensure the authenticity of the matter, he attached a video of today's competition and added a sentence at the end: Wang Chao student can take any on-site test.
Luo Zhihong sent the email and looked at the time. It was already eleven o'clock in the night. He took off his clothes and went to bed and had a dream. In the dream, all the members of the city team were recruited by the provincial team, causing him to suddenly become the polished commander.
Well, it's not a bad dream.
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