Chapter Seventy-Two: Two Fritters
Although the audience felt a little surprised by Pan Xiqi's release of the water, he was absolutely superior on the field, but there was a mistake due to a slight error in the final score. Therefore, everyone just felt that it was a pity, but nothing unusual was found.
But the four points that Pansiqi lost in a row made a person instantly. I saw that Ding Ye couldn't sit still at all, and every time Pan Xiqi made a mistake, he couldn't wait to jump up from his seat, clenched his hands into fists and roared, shouting louder than anyone else. His overly excited performance made the audience on the side mistakenly think that he was Qin Fen's relative or something.
"Haha, it's finally here! Pansiqi, you impostor has finally been exposed! Although I don't know how you managed to hide it in the first few games, but now on, it will finally be the moment when the truth is revealed! Ding Ye's heart was almost happy, and then he actually had a feeling of coming back to life.
In the next game, it came to Pansiqi's serve to win the set. This time, Pan Xiqi was no longer polite, and made four ace balls in a row domineeringly, so that Qin Fen didn't even touch the ball. Looking at the time again, this game only lasted for 50 seconds, and there was not even a minute of breakthrough.
This kind of short-term four-point service game is a cow's specialty, and it is often played out in his games. Whenever this happens, the TV broadcaster will deliberately mark the time spent on the starting game so that the viewers can see how perfect the player is. Pansiqi used to be impressed by the cows' scoring skills when he used to watch the cows' races, but he didn't expect to put on this kind of show in the first race of his career.
"6:1, first set, Pansiqi wins!" The referee reports the score.
"Wow", after a small episode in the previous game, the audience was brought back to the correct rhythm of the game by Pansiqi. Looking at the four aces of 200 in a row, the audience could no longer describe the praise of Pansizi's serving skills in words, and could only clap their hands desperately and offer their own applause.
"What, how can this be? What about the counterattack? That one named Qin Fen is really a waste! Ding Ye drooped his head and sat back in his seat with a pale face. The flame of hope burned for less than a minute before it was extinguished by Pansiqi. It can be said that in the few minutes just now, he experienced the human tragedy of just crawling out of hell and being kicked back.
Director Liu of the tennis center, who was sitting in the best position to watch the game, also gave Pan Xiqi his applause without reservation at this time. Although he is a tennis layman, from the match just now, it seems that even if he doesn't know how to do it, he can see that Pancicic is crushing his opponent with an absolute advantage. This level of crushing can even be compared with the advantage of national football over foreign players.
Looking at Director Liu, who was quite devoted, the staff next to him couldn't help but sweat profusely, and their hearts were drumming. If there is anyone present who doesn't want Pan Xiqi to play well, except for Ding Ye, it must belong to him. You must know that it was he who presented the report to Director Liu like a treasure after seeing the report about Pan Xiqi. It was he who brought Director Liu to the scene to watch Pan Xiqi's game before the game, and directly caught Pan Xiqi.
Now it's good, Pansiqi's performance can be called a big counterattack, and there is nothing to fault with in the perfect. But in this way, the content of that report has become a chasing after the wind, and his desire to ask for credit from Director Liu on this matter is only a bamboo basket to draw water. Not only that, if Director Liu investigates deeply, he will be punished for the crime of lying about the military situation. It can be said that he is now completely a grasshopper on a rope with Ding Ye.
However, Pansiqi on the field did not have the time to take care of the feelings of these people. At this time, he just wants to end this game as soon as possible.
"The first set of the serve was almost practiced, the effect was not bad, so let's play like this in the second set. After all, it's only the first round, and the masters are still behind, so you still have to hide a little clumsiness. Let's give you a bigger surprise later. Satisfied with his serve, Panci took advantage of the break to make a general plan for the second set.
Soon, the second set began. Through Pansic's violent serve and strong forehand and backhand in the first set, Qin Fen and the audience basically recognized Pansic as an offensive player. In this case, Pansiqi decided to push the boat down the river and deepen the impression of the crowd on him.
In Qin Fen's first service game, he took the initiative to attack, and Qin Fen was looking for teeth all over the place. Soon, the score was quickly stretched to 5:0. This time, it was Panci's turn to serve to win the game, and for some reason, the previously invincible serve seemed to be suddenly inaccurate, either under the net or out of bounds. After two double faults in a row, Panci was a little impatient, and in the next two points there was an outrageous error, and the tennis ball flew out of bounds with a large error.
Exactly like the plot of the first set, the score came to 5:1 again. In the next game, Pansiqi seemed to quickly come out of the slump of the previous game and regain his form. Under the strong suppression, Qin Fen was beaten again, and quickly lost the serve game he had to keep, thus ending his tennis Grand Prix journey with two 1:6 disparities. In the first game, he gave his opponent two fritters, and Panci was still very satisfied with his performance.
After the game, the players from both sides shook hands and greeted each other, and Qin Fen looked at Pan Xiqi, who was five or six years older than him, and had mixed feelings in his heart. Holding Pansiqi's hand, he couldn't imagine how such an ordinary pair of hands could contain so much energy, and he said sincerely: "It's really inferior to people!" ”
Pan Xiqi didn't expect the other party to say such a thing, he patted Qin Fen's shoulder and gave the other party a smile. Immediately, Pansiqi waved to the crowd on the sidelines with his racket as usual. After such a game, almost all the audience has become fans of Pansiqi, and everyone stood up to give Pansiqi a long-lasting applause.
After packing his tennis bag, Pan Xiqi came to Director Xiao and Coach Zheng on the sidelines. Watching him come over, the two managers of the Beijing tennis team all showed satisfied smiles, and Coach Zheng's dark face even showed a slight flush of excitement at this time.
"Director, coach, what do you think of this first round of the game? Still satisfied, right? I don't know if the amateur players who have a relationship like me are qualified to sit in the main position of the Beijing team? Pansic said with a teasing smile.
"Hahaha, stinky boy, what are you talking about? If you don't qualify, who else qualifies? Coach Zheng laughed.
Director Xiao of the plate recovered his serious expression at this time, and asked seriously: "Xiao Pan, it seems that you already know the news report about you, right?" Who has so many mouths, didn't I say that I would hide it from you? ”
"Director, that report is spread all over the world, I just need to open my phone to see it, how can I hide it. But I don't care, the fake is fake after all, and I believe that after this competition, the rumors will be self-defeating. Pansiqi replied confidently.
"Hmph, how can this kind of slander against our Beijing tennis team be let go so easily? This Ding Ye is really a white-eyed wolf, we usually don't beat him less, I really didn't expect that in order to become famous, he would even make up such a vicious lie. After the end of this competition, our Beijing team will definitely be over with him, and we will seek justice for you! Director Xiao gritted his teeth and said, it seems that he really hates Ding Ye.
Since the director did not intend to let go of the initiator, Pan Xiqi naturally had no opinion. So he just nodded and said no more.
After saying goodbye to the two leaders, Pan Xiqi, who finished today's game task, did not return directly to the Beijing team station, but left with Lin Teng, who had been waiting for the side, with a tennis bag on his back, to prepare for Lin Teng's afternoon game.
After the game, the audience dispersed, only our reporter Ding Da still held his head in his hands, sitting in his seat for a long time and reluctant to leave. The kind of complacent ambition at the beginning has long disappeared without a trace, and at this time, he only feels that he is a street rat that everyone shouts and beats, and he will soon have no place to live.
The biggest reason why Pancic's game has attracted so much attention is because of his false report. Most of the audience also decided to come to the scene to see the excitement after watching his report. Therefore, when Pansiqi won the match with an amazing performance that exceeded everyone's expectations, the audience who felt deceived naturally took their anger out on him as a reporter.
Sitting in his seat, the complaints of the audience passing by him reached his ears in all directions.
"Damn, I wrote the report that Pan Xiqi was an amateur player relation, but now it seems to be a bunch of nonsense, I don't know which immoral reporter wrote it, I really should be caught and beaten."
"No, I saw that the report was written with a nose and eyes, and it also named names, and I was almost fooled. Luckily, I came to watch the game, otherwise I would have thought Pansic was a liar. ”
"If I were Pansic, I would go directly to the court and sue the reporter for defamation, and I would make him apologize. Be a little more ruthless, and take the job of that stupid reporter. "It seems that he is a fan of Pansich, and he is not merciless in defending Pansich.
"Ahh What to do? What to do? Damn Pansiqi, why did he win? Holding his head in his hands, Ding Ye shouted frantically in his mind. What makes people speechless is that until now, he has not realized his mistake, and instead blames Pansiqi for winning and forcing him into the situation he is in now.
Just as he was confused, his mobile phone rang. took out his mobile phone and saw that the caller ID was the phone number of the editor-in-chief, and his heart "climbed" and sank to the bottom of the sea. After hesitating for a moment to answer, he finally gritted his teeth and pressed the answer button.
"Hey, Xiaoding, I'm the editor-in-chief. The report you wrote about Pan Xiqi of the Beijing team caused a great repercussion, and even the leaders of Taiwan saw it and personally inquired about the specific situation. The editor-in-chief was very satisfied with your performance and said that after today's game, I will ask you to make a special report on the sports team's anti-corruption campaign. How's it going, is the Pansiqi game over? What is the score? Let's hear how rampant cheating can be in sports teams these days. The director came up and said a call, and the joy in his tone was about to overflow from the microphone.
"This, this, the game is over, and the score is two 6:1." After listening to the editor-in-chief's words, Ding Ye was about to cry.