[National Table Tennis] Ping pong pong, dream collection

Sincerely, the Junior National Table Tennis Team

Ma Long, Zhang Jike and Xu Xin met in the table tennis hall of the Children's Palace.

Malone was planning to go to practice that day, and happened to be in the arena for maintenance. When he was about to leave, he heard a sound from inside the arena.Standing on tiptoe and looking in through the window, I found that two children who seemed to be the same age were playing heartily.

Zhang Jike discovered him first. It is said that Ma Long was lying on the window looking at him and Xu Xin and wrote three words on his face: I want to play.So the two coaxed and tricked this well-behaved, innocent and honest child into a grasshopper on their own.

Ma Long is as good as his face, and he is an out-and-out three-good student.Zhang Jike and Xu Xin, two fearless troublemakers, climbed in through the half-open window.Ma Long hesitated after climbing up the window sill under the noisy guidance of the two of them, not because he was afraid of heights and did not dare to jump down, but after thinking about it, he still felt that it was not appropriate.

He stood on the window sill and looked down. Two boys of the same age below opened their arms and tried to catch him. There were wanton smiles on their sweaty faces, and their eyes were as bright as marbles transparent in the sun. .

Then he jumped.

Ma Long didn't expect that the decades-old friendship with these two boys started from this jump.

Xu Xin urged Ma Long and Zhang J to play Kobe.

"If you lose, please invite Zhang Jike to drink orange soda with me." Xu Xin turned to Zhang Jike and said, "If you lose, please invite Ma Long and me to drink orange soda."

Xu Xin didn't like drinking orange soda that much, but felt that the glass bottle gave off a cold white mist when it was taken out of the freezer. , Gritting his teeth and taking a big sip, this action is terribly handsome-and, this time he will definitely get another bottle.

Zhang Jike didn't care about orange soda, he always wanted to have a fight with Ma Long, and he was so happy.Ma Long lowered his head and thought about it, and felt that there was something wrong with this agreement, but he knew that his backhand was not good, and Zhang Jike was very strong in backhand twisting, and he would definitely learn a lot from a match with him, so he agreed.

Xu Xin watched happily from the sidelines, but was dumbfounded when they saw the tie between the two.Zhang Jike lay on his back on the ground, and Ma Long walked beside Xu Xin, panting for breath too.Xu Xin saw big beads of sweat dripping down.

"We...haven't lost, you should...you invite us to drink...orange soda."

It turned out that all three had stomach upsets for two days from drinking too much iced orange soda.

Xu Xin always comes to the arena, always carrying a big red sports bag with a golden color. The color scheme looks like a big flower basket sent to congratulate the housewarming.The size of the style seems to be used by adults, it looks bigger than others, and it is always bulging.But Xu Xin is very chic every time he carries it. If he doesn't straddle his small shoulders, or picks up two handles and carries it on his back, he looks as if he is ready to leave home and wander the world at any time.

After Ma Long asked, he realized that in addition to the racket and ball, there were textbooks, test papers and homework in the usual class. It turned out that he didn’t carry a schoolbag when he went to school, but he just carried this sports bag. After class, he went directly to the arena to play. There is no need to lose a quarter of an hour.

Zhang Jike, who has been pretending not to be interested in this, will smile from time to time in all the practice after that day, and it is very strange to swing between laughing and holding back laughing.

Later, Zhang Jike admitted frankly that the fact that Xu Xin swaggered through the market carrying a big flower basket all day was the most realistic joke of the year.

For a while, the three of them were very obsessed with martial arts novels, and the three shamelessly named themselves the Three Musketeers.After practice, the Three Musketeers were drinking soda while walking home. The three and a half boys were holding rackets as if they were holding swords. After styling, they were carried away by their parents to go home for dinner.

At that time, when the Three Musketeers swept the three streets around the elementary school with martial arts, a strange girl suddenly came to the arena. Powerful, but thin, with thin arms and legs, he doesn't look like a strong character.

As a result, the Three Musketeers were beaten by the skinny little girl, who had no power to fight back. Who knew that Zhang Jike’s explosive power could not be compared with her thin arms and legs, and her dexterity in articulation was more varied than that of Ma Long, and she returned the ball quickly and strangely Xu Xin was still in trouble.Before the Three Musketeers could dominate the martial arts world, they were defeated by the little girl, and the little girl in the mouth also became a great heroine.The coach showed a satisfied smile, and kindly gave each of them an extra hour of multi-ball every day.

They only found out later that this heroine doesn't look tall, but she is actually several years older than them. She is a well-known talented player in the senior grade, and her name is Zhang Yining.

The coach didn't pay attention to Xu Xin and started to practice fancy things again. In the past two days, he was obsessed with practicing with his left hand behind his back and then hitting the ball from the right. Zhang Jike was annoyed by his shaking his head. I tried my best to twist and pull him back, and from time to time, I pulled him from a diagonal line to a straight line, and mixed short swings and violent picks, so I changed from a friendly training partner to a serious training player.

Xu Xin went to look for Ma Long again. Ma Long wanted to persuade him to practice more sets of serve, because his high toss is very advantageous.But it was rare to see him looking serious, so he didn't have the nerve to refuse.

The practice has been quite effective. Xu Xin is no longer in a hurry and doesn't know how to move his hands and feet. After wrapping his hands around, he catches the ball in a flamboyant and chic posture. When he successfully returns the ball, he can still put on a casual posture .Ma Long thought that doing this from time to time might really make the opponent unexpectedly unable to parry.

Later, when confronted with other people, Xu Xin used this move as he wished, understating it as if he was throwing his hand back casually, coupled with his calm and freehand expression, he is really handsome.

At this time, his opponents cursed in their hearts without exception: "Damn it, he pretended to be."

Every time Ma Long and Zhang Jike were inseparable from each other, Xu Xin would watch the fun from the sidelines most of the time.He still felt strange at first, but Zhang Jike didn’t talk about it. Since he was a child, he had a face that looked down upon the heroes and felt arrogant to strangers, but he couldn’t beat him. Others wrote the words "I want to win" without knowing it.

But Ma Long didn't expect that, looking at the white and amiable person, he looks more like a good boy than he looks. After getting acquainted with him, he talks a little more, but he is still a good talker, but every time he sees them competing When he stared at the ball firmly, Xu Xin found that Ma Long's desire to win was no less than that of Zhang Jike.

Xu Xin felt that he was different, so he had to say that his spirit was happy ping pong, and the four words he remembered in his heart were "just go on stage".Although I would be a little bit unwilling to lose to them occasionally, but the work of a meal is over.As we all know, troubles are far away from Xu Xin, but this often makes the coach hate iron for steel.

But ever since the Three Musketeers who ruled the elementary school's Fangyuan Sanjie Street lost a friendly group match with the elementary school next door, Xu Xin seemed to be enlightened. See dignified.

If someone asked, Xu Xin would just make jokes and make fun of it. The reasons used ranged from "the number of strokes in the gold medal is the same as that of Xu Xin's Xin" to "I used to deliberately let them go".No one knows, Xu Xin just doesn't want to see Ma Long, who is silent and secretly wiping tears, and Zhang Jike, who is depressed and uses anger to cover up his sadness.

Competitive sports are so cruel, losing can never bring happiness.

It is well known that Ma Long likes to have a habit of thinking about things, and Xu Xin, who likes to study heresy, is very interested in it.Every time after Ma Long said something in his mouth, he could play the next board like a god, more effective than any spell.

Xu Xin planned to learn this skill from Ma Long, but Ma Long hesitated to speak.The more he refused to talk about it, the more curious Xu Xin became. He took out the determination to collect the magic cards inside the crispy noodles, and ran to ask Zhang Jike.

Zhang Jike looked up at Xu Xin who was thirsty for knowledge, just like copying unfinished homework in no one's land, "You have to learn this if you want to learn from him."

"So you know?"

"That's natural." Zhang Jike put down the pen in his hand, and folded his chest pretending to be condescending, "I can't tell others, be my one-week partner practice, and help me copy my summer homework." Zhang Jike compared three fingers, confidently Open your mouth wide.

"Row!"

"Actually, it's not a big deal." Zhang Jike glanced at Xu Xin and turned back to copy homework. "He just read some words to cheer himself up, such as 'Come on', 'You can do it', 'Don't worry' and so on."

"that's it?"

"that's it."

Xu Xin was disappointed and funny at the same time. It turned out that Ma Long, who seemed stable and well-behaved, was so naive. He probably had never seen anyone who believed in the positive self-suggestion method written in Chicken Soup for the Soul. It was rare that Zhang Jike was so kind and didn't let himself tell others. , if other people know, maybe they will laugh at him for a week.

But later Xu Xin gradually realized that the modest words Ma Long said when he was praised were not polite. He worked harder than anyone else but could not perform well. After each practice, he wrote a thick pile of reflections. Obviously already very powerful, but he really felt that he did not do well.

It's team practice time again.Ma Long misjudged the spin of the ball and ate two serves in a row. Xu Xin clenched his fists, feeling nervous for Ma Long.In front of the table, Ma Long clenched his beat and murmured silently. Xu Xin subconsciously turned his head and glanced at Zhang Jike who was sitting next to him. same.Xu Xin thought that what Zhang Jike was thinking, what he was thinking in his heart, should be the same as what Ma Long was thinking:

"Call back! You can do it!"