Chapter 1261
The Fight Gets More Vigorous
Chapter 1261 The Fight Gets More Vigorous
Jianhua couldn't help but laugh when he heard the conversation between Xu Xin and Shaojie.
He recalled that with Lin Hui's practice, his table tennis skills had indeed improved significantly.
At first, Jianhua was always uneasy about table tennis!
Often make mistakes.
However, since Lin Hui started sparring with him, Jianhua's skills have gradually improved.
Lin Hui not only patiently corrected his movements, but also taught him many practical skills and strategies.
Jianhua feels his own progress after every training session. Although he feels exhausted sometimes, he is filled with a sense of accomplishment.
Before Jianhua could reply, Lin Hui smiled and said, "In fact, as long as Jianhua has a good attitude and plays with ease, there won't be any problems. Jianhua played very well today, and his improvement is really obvious."
There was approval in Lin Hui's tone, and his eyes revealed recognition of Jianhua.
He had just witnessed Jianhua's performance in the game with his own eyes. Whether it was serving, receiving or tactical application, there had been a qualitative leap compared to before.
"Lin Hui, you are always so humble." Shaojie couldn't help but interrupt, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.
Shaojie knew clearly that it was no accident that Lin Hui could win the championship many times.
Not only does he have superb skills, but more importantly, his understanding of table tennis and control of the rhythm of the game have reached an extremely high level.
Lin Hui always stays calm at critical moments, finds the opponent's flaws, and makes quick adjustments.
This is an ability that Shaojie and Jianhua are still working hard to learn.
In fact, Lin Hui’s success does not rely solely on talent, but more on his hard training day after day and his extreme pursuit of details.
He often practices alone after training, studies the opponent's game videos, and even deliberately tries new tactics in the game so that they can come in handy at critical moments. This love and concentration on table tennis has allowed him to stand on the championship podium time and time again.
Hearing Shaojie's words, Lin Hui just smiled and didn't say much.
He has never liked to brag about himself, preferring to focus on how to help his teammates improve.
He turned to look at Jianhua, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Keep up this form, you will definitely achieve better results in the next game."
At this time, Xu Xin subconsciously glared at Shaojie, with a hint of blame and reminder in his eyes.
She keenly realized that although Shaojie's words just now were unintentional, they might make the atmosphere a little awkward.
After all, Lin Hui has always been low-key and humble. Although Shaojie's ridicule was well-intentioned, it might be misunderstood as excessive flattery of Lin Hui.
When Shaojie was glared at by Xu Xin, he immediately realized that he might have said something wrong. The smile on his face froze slightly, and then he restrained it a little.
He scratched his head and smiled sheepishly, trying to ease the atmosphere: "I am just telling the truth. Lin Hui is the best among us. We all have to learn from him."
Shaojie's tone was sincere, but also a little self-deprecating.
He looked at Lin Hui, then glanced at Xu Xin, as if trying to find some recognition from their expressions.
Seeing this, Lin Hui frowned slightly, but soon relaxed a little.
He shook his head slightly, and said in a gentle but firm tone: "Shaojie, don't forget that you are also a champion. You and Xu Xin didn't win the mixed doubles championship easily. It is a proof of your strength."
After hearing this, Shaojie had a complicated look on his face.
He and Xu Xin are indeed the mixed doubles champions, but in singles, he always feels that there is a big gap between him and Lin Hui.
This gap made him full of admiration for Lin Hui, and sometimes he even unconsciously belittled his own achievements.
He whispered, "Lin Hui, I'm far behind you. The mixed doubles championship... doesn't seem to have much value."
Hearing this, Xu Xin couldn't help but interrupt and said, "Shaojie, what you said is not right.
We also fought hard for the mixed doubles championship, how can you say it has no value? Besides, you and Lin Hui are not on the same track, what is there to compare? "
Lin Hui nodded and took over the conversation: "Xu Xin is right. Shaojie, your mixed doubles championship is a real honor, don't underestimate yourself. Everyone has their own strengths. The tacit understanding and tactical awareness you have in doubles are something we singles players can't learn."
Shaojie was slightly shocked when he heard this.
He looked up at Lin Hui, then at Xu Xin, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have been trapped in a misunderstanding. He always compared his shortcomings with others' strengths, but ignored his own shining points.
He took a deep breath and finally showed a relieved smile on his face: "You are right, I am too stubborn. The mixed doubles champion is also a champion."
Lin Hui and Xu Xin smiled at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.
Lin Hui patted Shaojie on the shoulder and encouraged him, "That's right! Let's cheer for each other in the next game. Whether it's singles or doubles, we must play at our best."
Shaojie nodded, and the fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes.
He knew that he didn't need to worry about the gap between him and Lin Hui anymore, but instead he should focus on his own strengths and constantly break through himself.
Seeing the atmosphere eased, Xu Xin also smiled and said, "That's right, we are a team, we learn from each other and make progress together." After he said that, he turned to look at Jianhua and Lin Hui, his eyes full of determination and expectation.
Jianhua looked at this scene and felt a warm feeling in his heart.
He knew that this team not only had strong strength, but also had deep friendship and tacit understanding.
In such a team, he believes that he will be able to constantly break through himself and move towards higher goals.
"Having said so much, we still have to continue practicing." Lin Hui looked at his watch and found that the break time had passed, so he stood up and clapped his hands to remind everyone.
His tone was relaxed but with a hint of seriousness, as if telling everyone that discussion is discussion, but training is the most important thing.
Xu Xin nodded and said with deep feeling: "Yes, if we fall behind, we will be beaten. We can't just talk without practice."
As she spoke, she picked up the racket, with a determined look in her eyes.
Xu Xin has always been a pragmatic person. She knows that only through constant practice can she gain an advantage in the competition.
Shaojie also stood up, stretched his wrist, and said with a smile: "That's right, we can't just rely on talking skills. Lin Hui, don't go easy on us later!" There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone, but more of it was anticipation for training.
Although Jianhua didn't say much, he silently picked up the racket and stood in front of the table.
His eyes were full of concentration, and he was clearly ready to continue training. The four of them returned to the table, and the sound of ping-pong balls soon resounded throughout the training ground.
"Pa-pa-pa-pa-" The sound of the racket hitting the ball came one after another, crisp and powerful.
Lin Hui's serve was still sharp, Xu Xin's receiving was as steady as a rock, Shaojie's attack was swift and flexible, while Jianhua kept looking for opportunities to counterattack while defending.
On the training ground, sweat gradually soaked their clothes, but no one stopped.
Every swing of the racket and every run is filled with the desire for victory and the pursuit of self-breakthrough.
Lin Hui would occasionally stop and give instructions on Jianhua's movements; Xu Xin and Shaojie would constantly adjust their tactics during doubles cooperation, striving for perfection.
As time passed, the atmosphere on the training ground became more and more heated.
The four people seemed to have forgotten their fatigue and devoted themselves to training.
They know that only through such efforts can they stand on a higher podium in future competitions.
"Pah——" Another beautiful smash, Lin Hui smiled and said to Shaojie: "This is a good shot!" Shaojie wiped the sweat from his forehead and replied with a smile: "Of course, I can't always be suppressed by you!"
The laughter and the sound of the ball on the training ground intertwined to form a vibrant picture.
Suddenly, Shaojie swung the racket violently, and the ping-pong ball shot out with a loud "bang", like a bullet.
The ball was full of power and incredibly fast, heading straight for Jianhua's blind spot on the right.
Jianhua was startled by the sudden and fierce attack and his body instinctively leaned back, but he quickly reacted, quickly adjusted his pace, slid sideways, and barely stretched out the racket.
"Bang!" The moment the racket touched the ball, Jianhua felt a strong vibration from the racket face to his wrist.
He gritted his teeth, shook his wrist, and hit the ball back.
The ping-pong ball drew an arc in the air and flew towards Shaojie's backhand.
Seeing this, Shaojie raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if he was satisfied with Jianhua's reaction speed.
He moved quickly, pulled the ball with his backhand, and the ball flew to Jianhua's left side again at an extremely fast speed.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The ball flew back and forth on the table at a speed that was dazzling.
The confrontation between Jianhua and Shaojie instantly made the atmosphere in the entire training ground tense.
Xu Xin and Lin Hui also stopped what they were doing and stood aside to watch the game.
Jianhua was fully focused, his eyes fixed on the trajectory of the ball, his steps nimbly, sometimes rushing forward, sometimes retreating, trying hard to respond to Shaojie's every attack.
Fine beads of sweat had already seeped out of his forehead, but his eyes revealed a spirit of not giving up.
Shaojie became more and more excited as the fight went on, with each shot being intensely aggressive, as he tried to suppress Jianhua with his speed and strength.
His movements were clean and neat, and the ball paths were varied, sometimes long and sometimes short, forcing Jianhua to concentrate on responding.
"Bang!" Another powerful smash, Shaojie's ball went straight to Jianhua's front.
Jianhua quickly stepped back, held the racket with both hands, and blocked the ball with force, and the ball flew back again.
This time, the ball had a higher arc and a slightly slower speed. Shaojie seized the opportunity, made a sideways rush, and the ball flew to the open space on the right side of Jianhua like lightning.
Jianhua tried hard to save the ball, but in the end he was one step short and the ball hit the edge of the table and flew out.
"Good shot!" Xu Xin couldn't help but shout, cheering for Shaojie's wonderful attack.
Shaojie wiped his sweat with a smile and said to Jianhua: "Good reaction, you almost caught it!"
Jianhua panted and shook his head, but with a smile on his face: "Your ball was too powerful, it almost knocked me down."
Lin Hui came over and patted Jianhua on the shoulder: "You played well. Shaojie's attack is really hard to handle. It's amazing that you can withstand so many shots."
Xu Xin also smiled and said: "It seems that our training has been effective. Everyone's level has improved a lot."
The four of them made some adjustments and soon returned to the table. The atmosphere on the training ground became tense and heated again, with the sound of the table tennis balls "bang bang bang" ringing non-stop, as if to cheer them up.
This time, it was Xu Xin's turn to play against Lin Hui. Xu Xin stood at one side of the table, his eyes focused, and he gently turned the racket in his hand and served a strong spin. The ping-pong ball drew a beautiful arc in the air and went straight to Lin Hui's backhand.
Lin Hui smiled slightly, moved flexibly, and quickly moved to the ball's landing point. With a backhand pull, the ball flew back to Xu Xin's forehand position at an extremely fast speed. Xu Xin was well prepared, and he turned sideways and attacked with his forehand. The ball flew to Lin Hui's left side like an arrow.
Lin Hui reacted quickly, squatted slightly, and flicked his wrist to block the ball steadily. The two of them played at a very fast pace, and the ball flew back and forth on the table, watching Shaojie and Jianhua stare at them intently.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sound of the racket hitting the ball was crisp and powerful, as if playing an intense movement. The match between Xu Xin and Lin Hui not only demonstrated their technical level, but also reflected their deep understanding of the game and their tactical application.
Shaojie watched the two men's attack and couldn't help but sigh: "Lin Hui and Xu Xin's ball paths are really varied. We have to learn more."
Jianhua nodded, a trace of admiration flashing in his eyes: "Yes, every shot they make is very purposeful, unlike me, who sometimes just plays based on my feelings."
Shaojie smiled and patted Jianhua on the shoulder: "Don't be discouraged, let's take it slow, we can always catch up with them."
At this moment, Xu Xin smashed the ball hard, and the ball went straight to Lin Hui's forehand position. Lin Hui quickly stepped back, held the racket with both hands, and blocked the ball with force, and the ball flew back again. This time, the arc of the ball was higher and the speed was slightly slower. Xu Xin seized the opportunity and rushed sideways, and the ball flew to the right side of Lin Hui like lightning.
Lin Hui tried hard to save the ball, but in the end he was one step short and the ball hit the edge of the table and flew out.
"Good shot!" Shaojie and Jianhua shouted in unison, cheering for Xu Xin's wonderful attack.
Xu Xin wiped his sweat with a smile and said to Lin Hui: "Your defense is too stable. I almost didn't get through it."
Lin Hui shook his head with a smile on his face: "Your ball was too powerful, it almost knocked me down."
The four of them smiled at each other, and the tense atmosphere on the training ground immediately eased.
After a short break, they picked up their rackets again and started a new round of training.
The sound of table tennis rang out again, along with sweat and laughter, echoing throughout the training ground.
One sound after another, like beautiful music playing continuously.
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