Table tennis is probably special to China.

After Huaxia won the first gold medal at the World Table Tennis Championships in 59, it competed with Japan and Benzen in the sixties and seventies, to the Sino-Swiss dispute in the eighties and nineties, and then to the later "as long as some people shake hands, she has already lost"......

"Comrade Lin, is this the child?"

Coach Wei Hongwei of the provincial team was busy and came over to look at Zheng Shan.

The little girl was wearing a pink long jacket, a small face carved in pink, her long hair tied back at the back of her head, and she was wearing a head flower that Coach Wei's daughter pestered him to buy for a long time but he was reluctant to give.

Look at it, it's a pampered child, not like a child who can endure hardship.

Wei Hongwei frowned unconsciously.

He is the head coach of the provincial team, and there are not many people who have come to ask him to accept his own children.

Under normal circumstances, Wei Hongwei will directly push it off with "the provincial team has selection rules".

Lin Nianhe: This is obviously not an ordinary situation - Wei Hongwei's leader directly notified him of the reception, and did not forget to remind him that the person who called the team lived in a single house in the compound, even if the child played like cotton, he could not be scolded.

The reality is always helpless.

"Hello Coach Wei," Lin Nianhe shook hands with a smile, "Her name is Zheng Shan, and she is my student." ”

As he spoke, Lin Nianhe gently shook Zheng Shan's hand.

Zheng Shan pursed her lips and bowed to Coach Chao Wei taught by Zheng Lirong: "Good coach." ”

"Hey, hello." Is it a child, Wei Hongwei didn't make a face, and asked her, "How long have you been fighting?" ”

"A month."

Wei Hongwei: "......"

What's the trouble?

Wei Hongwei looked at Lin Nianhe, his expression was extremely stiff, he tried his best to resist the urge to scold the street, and said euphemistically: "Comrade Lin, we are a provincial team, and most of the team members are selected from the city team. ”

He can understand how parents look at their children, which is human nature, but the competition will not give you the gold medal because "my mother thinks I am unparalleled in the world".

He was even less interested and didn't have time to teach a half-grown kid to play.

Lin Nianhe had already thought that the coach would react like this, otherwise she would not have asked Su Yuncheng to find a relationship.

"I understand." Lin Nianhe nodded, the corners of his mouth still had a smile on his lips, "We didn't plan to climb to the sky in one step, this time we bothered mainly to recognize our own gap, if it is convenient, please arrange a team member to fight with Shanshan, is it okay?" ”

"This ......" Wei Hongwei's brows stretched a little, and after thinking for a moment, he nodded, "Okay, you guys come here." ”

It's better to just fight than to just let him accept this little girl.

He didn't pay attention to a little girl who had just played a moon, and casually called an athlete from the bottom of the provincial team to come over and let him play with Zheng Shan.

Lin Nianhe helped Zheng Shan take off her coat, pinched her little face and said, "Go play." ”

Zheng Shan held her new racket firmly, pursed her lips, and tensed as if she was going to the most important game.

The athlete who played against Zheng Shan was named Zhang Yongqing, who was sixteen years old, much taller than her, and had longer arms and legs.

He was a little cramped, and asked Wei Hongwei in a low voice: "Coach, how do you fight?" ”

"Just fight," Wei Hongwei said, "don't let your child lose too ugly." ”

"Okay."

Zhang Yongqing stood by the table and habitually bit his lower lip. Before coming to the provincial team, he was the first place in the city competition, but after coming to the provincial team, the first became the countdown, and now every time he stands at the table, his palms can't help but start sweating, even if it's just a child opposite.

Zhang Yongqing found that the child opposite was more serious than himself, her eyes were very bright, burning with aggression like a small beast.

Zhang Yongqing was taken aback, and subconsciously sent a backhand downspin ball.

He regretted sending this ball - as soon as the coach said that he wanted to let it, he sent a difficult serve, and the child couldn't catch the first ball, so why did he cry? The coach must not kick him?

Surprisingly, Zheng Shan took the ball.

Zheng Shan has indeed only played table tennis for a month, and there are many people who can play against her, including Wen Lan, who goes straight to play fast attack, Xie Yufei, who likes to play flowers, and Wang Dong, who jumps up and down in a mess.

It is no exaggeration to say that after being tortured by Mr. Wang's ball skills, even if there is a wolf standing across the table, Zheng Shan will not be afraid.

She really couldn't think of anything more terrifying than playing with Teacher Wang.

Zheng Shan was very calm, with only the ball in her eyes, and she didn't even pay attention to what her opponent looked like.

Wei Hongwei was originally just accompanying him out of politeness, but gradually, his expression became serious.

This kid ......

The score on the field was 9:4, and Zheng Shan fell behind.

"Is this kid really only beaten for a month?" He couldn't believe it.

Although Zheng Shan lost a lot of points, Zhang Yongqing is an official member of the provincial team after all, and he is a veteran who has played in the city game, and it is not easy for Zheng Shan to play like this under him.

"Yes, it's really only a month." Lin Nianhe said, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and he couldn't control his pride.

She is a layman, but she thinks that Zheng Shan can score points, and whoever says that Shanshan is not good, she will beat him.

On the field, Zheng Shan's long braids swayed from side to side, swinging in a vibrant and beautiful arc.

"It's a good seedling." Wei Hongwei said thoughtfully.

The two of them commented off the field, but the two people on the field were not easy.

Zheng Shan didn't need to mention it, the corners of her forehead had long been oozing with sweat, and her little face was flushed.

Zhang Yongqing is getting more and more nervous - he can feel that it is getting harder and harder for him to score points!

Sports never happen overnight, but the child opposite him is like a dry sponge, even on the field, she is constantly absorbing nutrients.

She even tried to serve a backhand downspin ball, but the posture was the same as Zhang Yongqing's serve.

Zhang Yongqing unconsciously gritted his teeth, and even tasted a faint smell of rust.

He's the last one now, but he used to be the first too!

He frowned, and his arm unconsciously used three more points of force, using the best fast fight.

The ball was menacing, Zheng Shan had a little difficulty catching it, she just ran to the right to catch the ball, and before she could turn around, she heard the sound of ping-pong approaching again.

She jerked around and followed the voice and held out her hand.

But suddenly it was dark in front of her eyes!

It's not a power outage, it's not physical exhaustion.

It was her braid that shook so much that blindfolded her.

Zheng Shan felt the ball bounce against the edge of the racket, and then she only felt a hot pain in her eyes.

"Ahh

She couldn't help but exclaim.

"Sanshan!"

Lin Nianhe was startled, and rushed forward with an arrow step, catching Zheng Shan, who was unsteady in his steps.

She carefully brushed her long hair away, and took out eye drops from the space to rinse her eyes under the cover of her satchel.

Zheng Shan's eyes were red, and it hurt a little when her hair was pumped, but she was more annoyed.

If it weren't for the hair, she would have been able to catch the ball.