143 Finals
The next match also went very smoothly, He Luoluo almost swept into the women's singles final, and the other girl who entered the final was a student from the eighth middle school.
In the doubles match, the third middle school fought two games in a row, in order to save physical strength, Lin Qian allowed them to quickly end the battle, and the remaining other team was also the fifth middle school team.
And the boy in the doubles is none other than Du Jie, who was defeated yesterday.
After defeating Du Jie, He Luoluo was of course sneering, but Zhang Tong didn't speak, and seemed to disdain to be with Du Jie.
After much anticipation, the afternoon finally arrived, starting with the final of the women's singles.
He Luoluo came to the stage and smiled at the girl, and began to abuse others.
4:1
won the game cleanly, of course, that point was naturally conceded by He Luoluo.
Then came Zhang Tong's game.
Pei Hu is already a senior in high school, and it stands to reason that students in the third year of high school have no time to prepare for these things, but they are sports students, so naturally they don't need to prepare for the college entrance examination.
"Zhang Tong, I'm here to take revenge, the humiliation you brought to me yesterday will be returned to you today."
Yesterday, the No. 5 Middle School relied on the relationship to influence the referee's decision, but in the end it still lost the game, which made the No. 5 Middle School lose face.
Now after the students of No. 5 Middle School see Zhang Tong, it is like seeing the enemy who killed their father.
If it weren't for the rule of law now, maybe Zhang Tong's body would have been full of holes. Zhang Tong smiled and said proudly: "Pei Hu, let me tell you the truth, today I will make the fifth middle school lose face again, watch the game!" ”
After speaking, Zhang Tong began to serve.
In one corner of the stadium, there were three people sitting, two young people, and one middle-aged man, who was a little older.
However, they are all wearing very recognizable clothes, the uniforms of the Celestial Empire national table tennis team, and these two young people are the Zhang Ke and Ma Yong that they said yesterday.
And this middle-aged man is the current head coach of men's table tennis, Liu Guoliang.
Looking at Pei Hu and Zhang Tong who were fighting in the venue, the expressions on their faces were very exciting. "Coach Liu, who do you think can win?"
The relatively handsome of the two young men asked, as if it was Zhang.
"The level and strength of these two boys are very good, you can try out the team, but if you want to say who can win, I must buy the one who wears the white and red jersey?"
Liu Guoliang is talking about Zhang Tong.
seemed to agree with his statement, Zhang Ke also nodded and muttered.
'Yes, this player has a solid foundation, you can see it, after a long training session and good footwork, there must be a good coach.'
Ma Yong cared about Liu Guoliang's previous sentence that he could go to the national team for a trial.
Has Zhang Tong's strength really reached that level? However, Liu Guoliang's next sentence made him immediately understand Ma Yong's deep meaning.
"He may not be strong enough to play in the national team now, but I feel like there is an energy in his body, and if that energy is completely disappointed, it must be very scary."
Liu Guoliang has read countless people in his life, so he can naturally see Zhang Tong's talent at a glance.
Just as the three of them were discussing, a man walked in and said to them very respectfully.
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Of course, Zhang Tong, who was playing above, didn't know what was happening in the shadows, he only felt that this opponent was indeed a little difficult, but it was not to the point where it couldn't be solved.
Just thinking about it, a volley has flown over, Zhang Tong Yiran is not afraid of you, and a vigorous volley in his right hand hits the table tennis table on the opposite side very extremely.
"Good ball."
Zhang Ke's mouth had just been stuffed with a bun, and when he saw Zhang Tong's counterattack, he couldn't help but scream.
Liu Guoliang took a sip of porridge, enjoyed it in his mouth for a while, and then said after swallowing it.
"If I'm not mistaken, that little girl just now should also be in the third middle school, this magic capital third middle school, I remember that I didn't study very well before, and I transformed?"
As he spoke, Liu Guoliang looked at a staff member who had just come in to deliver breakfast.
The staff seemed to be very proud and said: "In this table tennis competition, the third middle school is a dark horse, and even last year's third middle school performance in the sports meeting is unsatisfactory." ”
As if he didn't think it was comprehensive enough, the staff continued.
"The name of the person in the game is Zhang Tong, when he participated in the Games this year, the strength of table tennis was still beaten by Du Jie of the fifth middle school, yesterday morning, when he played against Du Jie of the fifth middle school, there was a flying storm buckle, and Du Jie's nosebleed was beaten out with table tennis."
"Poof!"
Zhang Ke just took a sip of porridge, and when he heard the staff's words, he immediately spit it out, looked at him with wide eyes, and seemed to not believe his words very much.
"Violent buckles? It's table tennis. ”
Liu Guoliang glared at Zhang Ke, and now Zhang Ke looked like a hillbilly entering the city and hearing something he had never heard of.
"What did the referee decide?"
After all, he is an old coach, so he naturally knows that this matter cannot be done so hastily, but he knows very well the strength of the fifth middle school in the sports department.
The staff wiped a handful of sweat, and suddenly felt that they had said the wrong thing, and a little cold sweat remained on their faces.
Glancing at the staff who didn't know what to say, Liu Guoliang already had his own judgment in his heart.
"It looks like it's a rematch."
"What? Strictly speaking, this is not a foul at all, and there should be no replay. ”
Feeling Liu Guoliang's gaze, Zhang Ke immediately understood, and nodded suddenly in understanding.
"I really want to meet the coach of the third middle school, who can use half a year to make these people so powerful, and they all have hidden talents in their bodies, what kind of method is used!"
The staff was relieved to see that Liu Guoliang had changed the topic, if Liu Guoliang traced it, it was not their sports department that suffered.
Zhang Ke smiled and said with a playful glance at Liu Guoliang.
"Does Coach Liu think his coaching ability is comparable to yours?"
Of course, Liu Guoliang knew that this was just a pit that Zhang Ke dug for himself, so he glared at Zhang Ke angrily and said.
"If the strength of these four people is really raised within half a year, my coaching ability is really not as good as his."
At this time, a burst of cheers came, and it seemed that the people in the third middle school had already won.