Chapter 39: The Pride That Belongs to Gu Yang

In front of the TV, Gu's mother sat on the sofa, her face looked very calm, but her slightly trembling hands on her lap revealed her true thoughts at the moment. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ah Yang, nevergiveup!"

Li Hao watched his friend come to the bureau for the third time, his heart had already risen to his throat, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

"Yangzi, you are already very good, against the Italian team, one of the four gods, you can achieve a comeback, if I ...... I guess I've been burping for a long time. ”

...... at the Detroit Table Tennis Training Facility in the United States

Gu Yang took a deep breath, threw the small ball in his palm, and led the shot...... Hit a long arc.

Andrew's spirit was highly concentrated, and when he saw Gu Yang waving the racket at this moment, his forearm was lifted almost instantly and sent to the racket.

Table tennis!

Andrew sent a short ball, Gu Yang led the racket into the table, also pushed the short ball in front of the net, and the ball went back.

On the opposite side, Andrew rubbed the ball very low, almost grazing the net line and flying.

Gu Yang slapped the net, pressed the ball that bounced off his platform, and sent it over again.

Andrew still swings short and unloads the ball.

Gu Yang went online, still playing short ball.

The two people on the court entered the state of short ball competition, neither of them refused to change the way of the ball first, and they were waiting for the opponent's mistake to appear.

"This Andrew is really amazing!" Wang Bodao, "Is this just the non-national team level of the Italian team? ”

Zhang Rong held Andrew's information sheet in his hand, which clearly recorded Andrew's situation, and he was indeed a non-national team member.

The scale of the tournament was not enough to attract the full members of the national team, as was the case in Italy and the Republic.

"Gu Yang's style of play is crisp and clear, all-round offensive type, but when he meets the defensive Andrew, many of Gu Yang's playing styles cannot be implemented, which makes him play very uncomfortable." Zhang Rong groaned.

On the court, Gu Yang and Andrew have pushed more than a dozen rounds of short balls in a row, and both of them are holding their breath, waiting for the other party to take the lead in changing the ball path, resulting in mistakes.

Andrew was a little impatient, he couldn't figure out why the opponent was still fighting with him, Gu Yang on the opposite side should be a very offensive player, how could he endure this passive style of play all the time?

Gu Yang looked at Andrew's helpless expression, and secretly felt smug in his heart.

Xiao Ye is indeed an offensive player, but Xiao Ye is also helpless!

The opponents that Xiao Ye encountered were all the kind of Xiao Qiang whose strength surpassed Xiao Ye, but how could Xiao Ye admit defeat, so Xiao Qiang who couldn't be killed...... Uh, no, it's the unbeatable Xiao Yang who has been refined like this.

"Hey, Andrew, you should be able to understand what I'm saying." Gu Yang suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Andrew struck the ball back, noncommittal.

"Before I played you, I played against a player who was much more defensively than you, and his name was ...... Hiroaki Tsuchiya! Gu Yang shot back.

Hiroaki Tsuchiya?

Andrew's brain was buzzing, a talented player in Japan and one of the best players in the world table tennis who is recognized as playing defensive ball, Gu Yang actually played with him?

Table tennis!

Gu Yang finally took the lead in changing the course of the ball, he thought that the time had come, and forcibly smashed it!

scored, Gu Yang won the second game.

"Whew, bet right!" Gu Yang breathed a long sigh of relief, the short ball just now was not suitable for smashing, but he really couldn't continue to drag it on, he was an offensive player after all.

At the beginning of the third game, the two sides exchanged courts, and Andrew served.

Before serving, Andrew spoke, in Chinese: "What is the score between you and him?" ”

"Him?" Gu Yang knew who Andrew was asking, and grinned, "We didn't get the full game, we just played two rounds, hehe, I lost!" ”

Lose...... Lost?

Your uncle, Lao Tzu thought you had won, so you protested to Lao Tzu, brother, did you lose? Lie down in a groove!

At this moment, Andrew was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, and Gu Yang on the other side had no rules at all.

Table tennis!

Andrew's angry serve, Gu Yang returned the ball in the table, Andrew killed the ball, and Gu Yang stepped back to stretch the ball.

Andrew scored again, Gu Yang stepped back again, still pulling out a long arc, the ball touched the net line, and jumped over dangerously.

Andrew picked up a high ball in the stage and suddenly knew that the situation was not good.

Table tennis!

Gu Yang smashes and scores!

"Good!"

Gu Yang clenched his fists and shouted, he needed to vent!

Andrew's face was gloomy, and he actually lost his serve, and it was to an unknown Republic player.

"I can't bear it!" Andrew was furious and served again.

Gu Yang shot back, Andrew changed his forehand position, played a fast belt, the arc of the return ball was extremely low, Gu Yang lowered the racket and picked the ball!

Seeing this, Andrew unceremoniously hit a board, hit a high ball with a forehand, and scored.

1:1!

Gu Yang serves, swings short, Andrew cuts the ball back, Gu Yang swings short.

Andrew rubbed the ball and shot back, Gu Yang ...... Pendulum short.

Andrew twisted and pulled with his backhand, but Gu Yang still swung short.

At this moment, we have reason to believe that there is grass and mud galloping in Andrew's mind...... Wait a minute!

Is there a grass mud horse in Italy? It seems that there is no ,...... Well, is there one? Well, no!

Well, let's put it another way, we have reason to believe it...... (Okay, I was wrong, I don't count words anymore, don't hit me!) )

Time passed little by little, and at this moment, seventeen minutes had passed since the beginning of the battle between Gu Yang and Andrew, and the score trend of the third game on the court was gradually becoming clear.

Table tennis!

Gu Yang scored another short shot, and the referee flipped the scoreboard.

6:9!

Andrew's coach called a timeout and called Andrew back, who was already so angry that he was about to smoke.

Outside the court, Gu Yang turned out to be a wet towel handed over by Li Ning and covered his face.

Zhang Rong asked softly: "How about it, are you confident of winning?" ”

Zhang Rong knows that although it seems that Gu Yang is leading now, the form on the field is unpredictable, and you never know what kind of reversal the situation will take in the next moment.

Under the wet towel, Gu Yang's laughter came out.

"Zhangjiao, you have faith in me, how could I not have it?"

"Huh?" Chapter is bored, when did I say I have confidence in you?

Gu Yang took the towel away, looked at Zhang Rong with a puzzled face, and laughed: "Zhang Jiao, you said it, your estimate of my results is the fourth round of the group stage, and now it's only the first round, so I can definitely win!"

After speaking, Gu Yang picked up the racket and left again without a trace of hesitation......

Li Ning smiled: "This is Gu Yang!" ”

Zhang Rong was stunned for a moment, and after hearing Li Ning's words, he also smiled: "Yes, this is Gu Yang, no one can defeat him." ”

Wang Bo was dumbfounded while listening, Gu Yang didn't take the pre-game results estimate to heart at all, no, he really put it in his heart, but from what he said just now......

Anyone can hear his strong unwillingness, and he wants to prove himself on the field.

On the field, Gu Yang looked at Andrew who came over and smiled for no reason.

As my Gu Yang's opponent, you are very unlucky! In the first round of the group stage, I must win.

Because......

This is my pride, my dignity!