Chapter Eighty-Seven: Both Defeated

At the end of the first game, Xu Wenxuan put forward her own opinion, this old man is too experienced, and there are a lot of feints, one is to carefully watch the opponent's action every time he touches the ball, and he can't eat the serve; The second is not to follow his rhythm, this old man has changed too much, and he will fall into his routine if he is not careful, the key is to take the initiative to change the line, grasp the initiative, resolutely attack, and reduce ten wills with one force. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At the beginning of the second game, Wang Feipeng gathered his mind, concentrated on it, the breath in his body flowed, and carefully identified every movement of the old man. The opponent began to serve, Wang Feipeng's full perception followed his every move, it seemed that all the movements were slowly decomposing, and the ball was sent with a downspin ball, but at the end of the friction, it was driven by the reverse with the racket, and the original downspin became a non-spinning ball.

Look at the spin and fight back! Wang Feipeng immediately picked up the ball with a backhand in the stage, the ball went straight to the opponent's forehand, the old man took two steps back to the ball, it was not a diagonal line but a straight line, Wang Feipeng originally moved to the right to prevent the slash, and had to move the left to pull the diagonal line, the old man moved very quickly, and immediately pulled the straight line, not an ordinary ball, but a faster bounce than the ball speed, the ball speed is extremely fast! The path is short and comes out from the side of the table. Wang Feipeng has pounced on the backhand position, the return ball is in the forehand position, or the side of the stage, the distance of the ball is a little far, the speed is very fast, I have to take a breath, forcibly stride to the right, avoid the right corner of the table, the right hand is stretched very long, catch the ball at the moment when it is about to land, take advantage of the situation, the racket suddenly turned, the ball was pulled into a large arc, the old man did not expect Wang Feipeng to save the ball, lack of preparation, quickly moved to the forehand back, but the ball with a strong side spin, slightly slower than half a beat, the ball hit the edge of the racket and flew out.

Wang Feipeng's mind flashed the old man's very fast backhand bounce just now, although the power is not large, and it does not rotate, but it is very casual to lightly take a belt, borrowing force, there is no preparation for pulling the ball and the time delay of friction, the speed is much faster than pulling the ball, and it is very effective when changing the angle, and often hits the opponent by surprise.

This kind of bouncing pursues speed and angle, there is no threat face-to-face, Wang Feipeng figured this out, and immediately focused on the old man's second serve, after the hard training of the winter vacation, the static perception has become very strong, and the smallest details can not escape his eyes, and the use of this perception in table tennis games is all natural and natural.

As long as he doesn't eat serve, Wang Feipeng has a lot of confidence in his heart, the two of them are half a catty against eight taels, one is experienced, the ball is weird, it is difficult to judge, and the other has a fast reaction, fast speed, great strength, height and long arms, and a wide range of defense. The two fought inseparably, the old man estimated that the front was smooth, and he had no intention of doing a hard battle, and Wang Feipeng stumbled all the way, and the kraft candy plus the unbeatable Xiaoqiang consumed the old man's physical strength. The front game was tied 2-2, and in the last game of the tiebreaker, the old man's technique was obviously a little deformed, his mistakes increased, and his speed slowed down. As for Wang Feipeng, this little physical strength is similar to eating a meal and going to the toilet for him, and then he gradually adapted to the old man's weird routine, and finally succeeded in counterattacking in the last game and won the game!

Winning this ball means entering the finals, Wang Feipeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, even if he loses, he is second, so he can earn the registration fee back, and he can invite daylilies to get together when he turns around, and the barbecue at the school gate is a good choice, call his roommates and friends, give them a look, save himself from always laughing at himself, thank you for borrowing the racket, and enhance the ball, and finally you can show off, kill three birds with one stone, kill three birds with one stone, think of this stubble, and the face is smiling.

Because the women's singles match is later than the men's singles match, each set of duels is longer than the men's singles match, and there are other games interspersed, tossing to the end, Wang Feipeng's final and Xu Wenxuan's semi-finals were held at the same time, Wang Feipeng was dumbfounded! I have been using Xu Wenxuan's racket, and there is only one racket, what should I do? Want to borrow from someone else? First, I don't know and refuse to borrow, and second, there are too many people who are eliminated and basically leave the field immediately, and they have to play at any time. Wang Feipeng tried to borrow the racket, but had to give up after touching three nails in a row, the game was approaching, and finally said to Xu Wenxuan anxiously, "You hurry up and go to the game, don't delay the time, I'll think of a way, don't worry about me!" ”

Xu Wenxuan paused slightly, did not hesitate any longer, picked up the backpack and walked to the arena, Wang Feipeng was stunned, and walked to his arena dejectedly, the final was an old man, older, estimated to be sixty years old, and was doing warm-up activities on the sidelines, Wang Feipeng walked to the referee with a chagrined face, and forced a smile, "Referee, I am a finalist, but I don't have a racket, have you borrowed it first?" ”

The referee looked puzzled and distrustful, "No beats? So what did you just use for the game? Do you use your hands? ”

Wang Feipeng continued to explain with a smile, "I have been using a friend's beat before, which happened to conflict with her game time, so that's why it's like this..."

"Your friend is really, at the last minute, he should let you use it for the finals! It's useless for you to look for me, I don't have a racket, and the organizing committee doesn't provide a racket, if you can't participate normally, I can only judge you to lose. "The referee was a bit old-fashioned, and he was righteous.

The old man who was warming up saw that someone was arguing with the referee, and the final could not be carried out for a long time, so he came over to inquire about the situation, and learned that Wang Feipeng had no racket to give up the game, and immediately said anxiously: "Young man, don't give up, I still have a spare racket, you use mine, let's have a good competition!" ”

The referee and Wang Feipeng immediately turned their heads to look at the old man, and Wang Feipeng asked anxiously, "What did you just say?" ”

The old man's wrinkled face was full of smiles, "I have a spare racket, lend it to you, let's start quickly, I can't wait." ”

Wang Feipeng breathed a sigh of relief, followed the old man to take the racket, the two began to warm up, Wang Feipeng suddenly couldn't find the passion and feeling of the game, his brain was blank, his mind was always unable to concentrate, and his mind flashed from time to time The situation of the school girl picking up the backpack and walking to the field, the referee's voice sounded in his ears from time to time, your friend is really, should be given to you for the finals!

This competition is close to 4 days, the two go in and out in pairs, like a shadow, Wang Feipeng saddles the horse before and after, slips the whiskers and pats the horse, keeps wandering around her, and the relationship is increasing day by day, but a racket can be seen that there is still no place in her heart! It's just a partner of the competition, an alumnus of the school, maybe it's as simple as that, it's not at all the hand of the imaginary son, growing old with the child, the object of sustainable development...

The opponent in the final is even better than the old man before! Don't look at his age, but he doesn't move slowly, there are a lot of feints, and they are very realistic, Wang Feipeng is often fooled into running left and right. The rotation is also inaccurate, not to put the high ball on the stage, although the old man smashes the power is not large, but the angle is extremely tricky, even if it costs a lot of effort to save the first ball, the second ball will be detained.

Wang Feipeng has been in a trance, inattentive, depressed, soft, unable to lift his spirits, no passion, lack of fighting spirit, and his reaction was several and a half beats slower, and he was swept cleanly by the old man 3-0!

Wang Feipeng also patted him in the past, and the old man patted him on the shoulder, "The young man is young, how can he be thoughtful, no matter what, the game must be concentrated and cannot be disturbed." Seeing that Wang Feipeng was always listless, he couldn't help but shake his head.

It's still early to award the award at the end of the game, Wang Feipeng's brain is a mess, a little aimless, but his feet involuntarily walked to the game table of Daylily, the semi-finals of Daylily faced a middle-aged woman in her forties, at first glance, she is the kind of quasi-professional player, what should be a retired player of the table tennis team, with comprehensive skills, rich experience in the game, can attack and defend, there is no flaw at all, although Xu Wenxuan strives to change, constantly changing tactical combinations, but in the face of absolute strength, everything is so pale.

Xu Wenxuan walked off the court, saw Wang Feipeng, and asked softly, "Didn't you play in the final?" ”

Wang Feipeng pulled his facial muscles hard, but he never showed a trace of a smile, "I fought, I lost." ”

Neither of them spoke again, silently walking to the stands and waiting for the game to end.

Even when it came time to present the award and the organizing committee handed him a wad of prize money and a new pair of rackets, Wang Feipeng was not happy at all.

On the subway back to school, an invisible wall seemed to be erected between the two.

The brain is always blank, the body and mind are lazy, they can't lift their spirits, and they even struggle to speak, and they don't say goodbye to each other until they break up at the intersection of the campus...