For many years, Europe and Asia have been vying for the throne of table tennis. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the early days of the sport, Hungary was the king of Europe.

However, Japan came from behind, and with its technological superiority and racket innovation, it dominated for a while.

Immediately afterwards, a Chinese player named Rong Guotuan won the gold medal.

Since then, the Japanese nightmare has come, and China has gradually replaced Japan as the hegemon of table tennis.

Although Europe rose in the eighties, the flower of victory withered prematurely due to a lack of talent. Since the late nineties, there has been no opponent who can shake Chinese table tennis.

Now the competition that can represent the highest level of table tennis is no longer the Olympic Games, but the National Games of China.

Nara's decision to challenge Nishikawa actually contains a certain historical grudge: the throne of table tennis once belonged to them.

Luo Yunfeng knows very well the purpose of Little Japan: they say it well, they are asking for advice.

Once victorious, Nara will inevitably speak wildly and try to get everyone to take turns to challenge. As long as Nishikawa can win a few more times, I don't know how ugly Nara will say.

Even if there is a dispute, it is a conflict between students. Didn't you see that the Japanese teacher didn't show up at all?

Luo Yunfeng didn't want to fall for Little Japan, and he didn't want them to be proud.

It's time to teach them a lesson.

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The plan went well.

Nara was overjoyed: although the process was a little off, the initiative was completely in our hands.

Glancing at Luo Yao on the side of the table, Nara snorted coldly in her heart: That arrogant eldest lady, she thought that money could buy everything? What a superficial idea! is spoiled too much, and I don't know how thick the sky is.

No matter how talented she is, it is impossible to compete with Xichuan.

"Miss, beware." Nishikawa tossed the ball high, and when he came up, he used the best way to play: the arc serve.

At the moment when he sent out the ball, Luo Yao on the opposite side seemed to be a different person.

The girl's face was calm, and the racket in her hand was slightly raised.

Click-click, and everyone heard two very short bangs. The ping-pong ball flew past Nishikawa and hit the wall behind him.

"Yaga" Nara's Japanese national scolding blurted out: "Nishikawa, what are you doing?" Why not catch the ball? ”

"What a fast ball" Nishikawa obviously hasn't come back to his senses yet: "How can a five-year-old girl have such a strong explosive power?" How did she pull that angle? ”

He took a deep breath: "I was careless, this time I'm going to give it my all." ”

Nishikawa threw the ball up again, and he said to himself, "I won't give you a chance to draw the ball this time." ”

The table tennis ball flies over the net at a very high speed and at a very low angle.

"Pop-click" is still the same result, and the ball is pulled back by Luo Yao.

The only difference is that Xichuan was already on guard, and he intercepted Yaoyao's downspin long ball.

He's just intercepting it. The high-speed spinning ping pong ball soared into the sky and did not fall back on the table.

Now the score, 2-0!

There was a sound of inhaling cool air around, and someone was already muttering: "Japan's talented players are nothing more than that, and they can't even beat a little girl." ”

"You don't understand table tennis at first glance, and the kind of topspin just now can't be practiced without a few years of work. If you fight with her, you will be beaten all over the ground looking for teeth. ”

"She's only five years old, do you think she's been training hard for a few years before?"

How is this possible? The discussion of others is far less than the waves in Nishikawa's heart.

Luo Yao's two volleys, the two movements were almost the same. But the flight trajectory and rotation angle of the table tennis ball are completely different.

Nishikawa understands what this means: using different positions on the paddle surface to catch the ball through subtle changes in the angle of the racket. You can use the same action to conjure up different ball paths.

This style of play is extremely deceptive and can often be overwhelming for opponents.

But that's just a theory, and no one can elevate micro-manipulation judgment to this extent. Before meeting Luo Yao, Xichuan didn't believe that anyone could do it.

After scoring two points in a row, it is now Luo Yao's turn to serve.

Because of her height, her movements are a little rusty.

Nishikawa found that the angle and position of the ball were a little high, and it was a rare opportunity.

Without hesitation, he jerked it back.

Hearing the crunch of the ping-pong ball, Nishikawa felt the urge to burst into tears: it was the first ball he had received since the start of the tournament.

I only heard two crisp sounds of "pop-click", and the ping-pong ball was vigorously pulled back by Luo Yao.

The ping-pong ball smashed on the edge of the table and changed direction in an instant.

Nishikawa was caught off guard and watched the ball fly out of bounds.

Luo Yao looked at her father with a worried face: "Is this ball also considered Yaoyao's score?" ”

"Of course you score" Luo Yunfeng gave a thumbs up: "Yaoyao is awesome." ”

The little girl smiled: "Table tennis is so interesting." ”

Hearing his daughter's laughter, Luo Yunfeng had a bad feeling: What does the girl want to do?

"Pop-click" Luo Yao slammed again, and the ball smashed into the edge of the corner of the table and flew out diagonally.

"Bang---click" The ping-pong ball smashed on the edge and flew out.

The score went from 3-0 to 7-0.

Xichuan was already about to cry: no matter how he defended and counterattacked, the ball that Luo Yao pulled over vigorously was sure to smash on the edge of the table.

When a ball hits the edge of the table, it is often difficult to predict the path of the ball, let alone be caught.

"Can you not do this," Nishikawa protested loudly, "I just want to have a good game of table tennis!" ”

The little girl readily agreed: "Okay." ”

In the next game, Luo Yao left a deep impression on Xichuan.

Because Luo Yao's offensive is extremely fierce, in addition to vigorously pumping, vigorously pumping, or vigorously pumping!

No matter what ball passes, she will pull it back.

I can't catch it once, I can't catch it twice, and every time I can't catch it. The more he hit, the more frightened he became, and the more he hit, the more dazed he became: "Is she really only five years old?" This is the strength of the Chinese player at the age of five? ”

Until Luo Yunfeng's voice sounded on the side: "11-0, the game is over." Nishikawa, you lost. ”

"Yaoyao has won again." The little girl dropped the racket with a smile and jumped into her father's arms: "Dad, give a reward, Yaoyao wants to live in a five-star hotel." ”

"I don't understand, I really don't understand." Xichuan's eyes were blank, and he seemed to have lost all his vitality: "After twelve years of hard training, I can't beat a five-year-old girl?" What's wrong? ”

"From the beginning, your training was not right." Luo Yao turned around and said, "Your backhand is weak, and your forehand is not fine; loose feet and slow reactions; None of the movements were decent. You're still young, find something else to do as soon as possible. ”

Nishikawa looked at the racket that had been with him for many years, and his tears flowed out.

After more than ten years of wind, frost, snow and rain, I tried all my efforts, but the result was completely denied.

Luo Yunfeng pinched his daughter's fleshy face: "You have already won, don't be sarcastic." Learn a little bit and see how Dad tells the truth without making him despair. ”

"Nishikawa, I'll be honest. You have a lot of talent, and if you go to the Olympics in the future, the bronze medal will definitely be yours. Luo Yunfeng's tone was sincere: "If you sell a little effort, you may not be able to reach the level of China's second-tier players." ”

Nishikawa raised his head with tears in his eyes: "My goal is not a bronze medal!" I don't want to be a second-tier member either. ”

Luo Yunfeng thought about it carefully and gave what he thought was a reasonable suggestion: "Then you might as well participate in the men's team competition." Now the rules have been changed, and each country can only send one team. China can't take the top three as it used to. Find a good teammate and maybe you can get a silver medal. ”

Nishikawa retorted loudly: "My goal is not a silver medal either!" ”

"Hey, you can't even win against my daughter, what kind of gold medal dream are you talking about?" Luo Yunfeng sighed: "Wake up, if it weren't for the International Table Tennis Association, you wouldn't even be able to touch the silver medal." ”

Xichuan's face was gloomy and he didn't debate with Luo Yunfeng again.

He walked up to Nara Hajiu in despair: "Captain Nara, I'm sorry I lost." ”

"It's not your fault, it's me who underestimated the enemy before." Nara glanced at Luo Yunfeng deeply, and he regained his demeanor: "Teacher Luo, I am amazed by your daughter's strength. Although she only won one game, she was the undisputed winner. ”

"Bang" "Bang" Luo Yunfeng was about to speak, when there were suddenly several explosions outside the house. He wondered, "I haven't declared a big victory yet?" Who's going to start setting off firecrackers now? ”

Luo Yao nodded his father's forehead: "Dad is so stupid, this is not a firecracker, it is a gunshot." (To be continued.) )