However, the reality is like this, Geng Shuai High-Toss Serve then shook his wrist vigorously. Although his rubber was not conducive to friction, the ball fell from such a high place, and Geng Shuai's wrist shake was so powerful that the ball still had a strong spin and went straight to the bottom line of the table on the right side of Niu Linjun like a galloping horse.
This can probably be regarded as Sneak Long Serve...
Niu Linjun was affected by Geng Shuai's actions from beginning to end and could not calm down. Faced with this Sneak Long Serve, he responded extremely hastily and barely managed to cut the ball. The ball went high over the net and was directly chased by Geng Shuai. He had no temper at all.
Geng Shuai 2:1 leads.
The entire Spring City Stadium scene became a little quieter at this moment.
Old viewers all know that Niu Linjun Tianke Geng Shuai.
They can even vividly describe the scenes of Niu Linjun endlessly killing Geng Shuai in the past five years. Every round, every ball, it's like storytelling, every detail, lifelike.
But only today's opening was something they had never seen before.
Some people have vaguely felt that something is wrong today, either there is something wrong with Geng Shuai, or there is something wrong with Niu Linjun.
"Actually, there was something wrong with both of them."
In the players' box, Wang Chao was explaining to Fan Xiaoxian in a low voice, "I asked Brother Geng two questions yesterday."
"First, since the experience of the past five years has proven that you can't beat him in conventional offense and defense, do you dare to just go all out, lower your body, regard yourself as a challenger, and fight for a whole game?"
"Second, do you dare to muster the courage to face the golf ball?"
Fan Xiaoxian listened with great interest.
Yesterday, she only knew that Wang Chao and Geng Shuai were conspiring, so she helped Fang Yuan cover it up. As for the specific details, she was not sure, so she asked, "What did Geng Shuai say?"
"Brother Geng said that he was willing to fight, but Niu Linjun's serve and return were too rigorous, and he couldn't find a chance to attack at all, so I told him that he only needed to practice one move, which was to force a challenge on the table. Brother Geng didn't believe it at first because his racket was not suitable for challenging at all, but I told him, if others can't, you can."
Wang Chao said, "I practiced with him from 5:30 in the afternoon to 10 o'clock in the evening. I practiced on-stage picks for more than four hours. His rubber didn't rub, so he shouldn't be able to pull up the ball. But he was strong enough and fast enough. This is a talent recognized by even the national team coaches. He relied on this unreasonable physical fitness to practice to the end, and he really pulled up the short backspin on the stage. It's just that the success rate is not high enough."
Fan Xiaoxian was quite surprised and asked, "What is the success rate?"
Wang Chao said, "Thirty-five percent."
Fan Xiaoxian stopped laughing immediately and sighed, "In other words, he will still lose today?"
"Sister Xian, if you really want to be a coach, then you really need to make up for your lessons..."
Wang Chao shook his head, a little speechless. "You have seen that Brother Geng has been playing for six years. Don't you know that he is actually a competitive player?"
Fan Xiaoxian blinked.
At the age of twenty-seven, when facing Wang Chao, who was nine years younger than herself, she felt a little guilty and a little ashamed. She asked sheepishly, "Well... so... what happens to competitive athletes...?"
"When he plays, he will perform better than when training, and his success rate will also increase." Wang Chao said, "And this kind of person is usually crazy about people. If there are people in the stands to cheer him warmly and encourage him after winning, he will be mobilized and enter a super excited state."
It wasn't until this moment that Fan Xiaoxian finally realized it.
"So you specifically asked me to find that team reporter yesterday... what was his name? Yes, Luo Xiaoyu. You asked her to organize the fans of Spade Q. As long as Geng Shuai scores on the court today, they will chant his name to their heart's content, just to mobilize Geng Shuai's state?"
On the court, Geng Shuai had already heard the shouts from the stands. His body was trembling slightly, not because of fear, but because of excitement.
Since leaving the national team and being stimulated by high balls many times in Table Tennis Super League, his heart has died. In the following six years, although his record in Table Tennis First Division was not bad, he rarely received praise. The reason is that everyone feels that he is degenerate. He clearly has the ability to score two points, but he can only score one point.
So even if he won the game in the opening game, the most he would get was moderate applause.
Although the Fan brothers and sisters were kind to him, their kindness was limited to the fact that they never restricted him, never criticized him, never interfered with him, and never had a serious chat with him, had a heart-to-heart talk with him, and helped him out of his psychological haze.
Even this seemingly pampering tolerance was actually something Luo Jiu helped him win back then.
Geng Shuai has always known that in the hearts of the Fan brothers and sisters, he can never compare to Luo Jiu.
Luo Jiu is a relative, a friend, a brother, and may even be a son-in-law in the future, but he Geng Shuai is always just a main player who works well together.
As for the fans?
It doesn't even exist.
A down-and-out and old player, not handsome, and lacks energy when playing, where do he get the fans?
Only alcohol, nicotine, luxury cars and delicious food can soothe his desolate heart.
Until this moment, he heard vague shouts suddenly coming from the circle of countless Spring City fans, and entered his ears. What they shouted was "Geng Shuai, come on, Geng Shuai will win."
This is the sound that away fans try to make when surrounded by home fans.
Geng Shuai turned around and saw Luo Xiaoyu, the familiar Jiangcheng City reporter, standing at the front of a small square array, waving his arms and taking the lead in shouting. Everyone in the small square stood up and held up a banner that read "Geng Shuai, take down Niu Linjun, you are the most handsome guy in the gym today."
The content of this banner was a bit embarrassing, but when Geng Shuai saw this scene, he suddenly felt a heat welling up from his body, making him uncomfortable.
So he clenched his left fist and raised it to the sky, shouting "ah" in an impassioned voice.
Then he was given a yellow card by the referee...
What the hell, if you shout after winning the ball, it doesn't matter, but you are already ready to serve, and the opponent is squatting down and getting ready to catch the ball, but you suddenly let go of the ball and shout this, are you teasing your opponent or the referee?
Deserve punishment!
Geng Shuai smiled and didn't mind. He held the ball again and threw it three or four meters high again.
Another High-Toss Serve.
"But even if he is willing to muster the courage to face the high ball, there is no need for him to take the initiative, right?"
At the players' table, Fan Xiaoxian was still humbly asking for advice, "Don't you think this is very risky? He has never practiced this kind of serve. What if he makes a mistake in serving? What if he accidentally arouses the fear in his heart?"
Wang Chao smiled and shook his head, "Now the whole world knows Brother Geng's flaw, do you think Niu Linjun doesn't know? If Niu Linjun really falls into a disadvantage, he will also use the method of lobbing To deal with Brother Geng, so it's not me forcing Brother Geng to face high balls, but Brother Geng must be mentally prepared to face high balls when he meets a national team player like Niu Linjun."
Fan Xiaoxian nodded. "Even so, I still don't understand. Just talking about serving, why does he have to serve high throws?"
"My sister, because the lob has strong spin and power."
Wang Chao looked at his Yujie coach with strange eyes. "What other serve is easier to seize the initiative on the court than a high toss?"
Fan Xiaoxian remained silent.
She secretly vowed that after she finished playing Northeastern Big Three this time and returned to Jiangcheng City, she would definitely learn from Fang Yuan and find a national team coach to learn from him. However, she didn't know if coach He Jingping would be willing to accept her as a female disciple. Maybe she would have to ask Luo Jiu for help?
Well, you don't need to work full-time, and you don't need to teach too seriously. Correspondence courses are enough. Anyway, you can learn something by yourself if you leak something from other people's fingers...
Geng Shuai's second High-Toss Serve was still fast and spinning, and its landing point was also far away. It successfully forced Niu Linjun to retreat, so the ball was very long when it came over.
Although it is long, it is low enough, floats enough, and spins enough, making it a fairly high-quality chip.
In the past five years, facing this kind of ball, Geng Shuai's first choice would have been to pull it over.
Ninety-nine percent of the players in China would only dare to pull past this kind of ball.
But today Geng Shuai has unparalleled blood courage.
If you dare to show up, I will smoke.
Just like Wang Chao told him yesterday, "If it goes down, either he will die or you will die. I don't want to see other possibilities."