[National Table Tennis] Ping pong pong, dream collection

Sincerely, Youth National Table Tennis Team

22

"None of you can swim?"

Ma Long looked at Xu Xin and Zhang Jike with no more surprise than looking at the aliens. His eyes looked up and down at the two landlubbers in front of him, and he folded his arms and shook his head helplessly.As for why Ma Long, a Northeast native, is proficient in swimming, no one has pursued it in depth.

When the three of them were standing by the swimming pool together, Zhang Jike and Xu Xin began to think about the irrationality of asking Ma Long to teach him how to swim.

"Go down and get used to the water temperature first. Have you done the warm-up?" Ma Long spoke seriously, looking like a serious swimming coach.

"Hands and legs have to have their own rhythm, and they have to use their strength to swim forward."

"The whole body should be kept level, not crooked. Don't be nervous, the body will float naturally when relaxed in the water."

Xu Xin and Zhang Jike hit a wall in their first attempt to float on the water.The two jumped up from the water, and raised their hands to wipe the water off their faces. Ma Long stood on the bank and looked at the heads of the two of them emerging from the water. Weeds were growing, and the water droplets rolled along the contours of the face and the muscle curves of the arms, and the two bare arms floated on the surface of the stirred up waves.

The two exchanged a look - Ma Long really wanted to teach us.

"Breaststroke is simpler, let's start with breaststroke."

The two exchanged glances again—Ma Long wanted to teach more swimming strokes.

"Toes! Xu Xin's toes are hooked up!"

"Parallel! Jike, look, your bridge has become an arch bridge."

"The rhythm of your hands and feet, pay attention to the rhythm, you both have the same hands and feet!"

Xu Xin and Zhang Jike struggled a lot in the water, spat a few mouthfuls of water on the edge of the pool and gasped for breath.Looking up, I saw Coach Ma Long standing leisurely and relaxed on the shore, taking a sip of the sports drink he just bought, and giving him some advice from time to time, which was very pleasant.

The two senior landlubbers exchanged glances again—as a doubles partner, you must have a tacit understanding that you can tell what bad water is in the other's belly with just one look.

"Oh, why do I feel a bit tight in the chest, as if I'm out of oxygen." Xu Xin covered his chest and said.

"Me too." Zhang Jike echoed, "Ma Long, isn't your teaching method wrong?"

Hearing the sound, Ma Long came over, squatted on the bank and asked, "Water squeezes the lungs, and you are not proficient in breathing, so hypoxia is normal."

"No, I have to take a break. You pull me up."

Before Malone had time to point to the stairs up and down the swimming pool, two hands dripping with water were passed in front of him.

Looking at the innocent eyes of the two, Ma Long muttered "You guys are so physically weak" while stretching out his hands to hold them.

The tacit understanding of doubles is not for nothing. In the next second, Ma Long came out of the water with his drenched hair, and the two instigators got their revenge. They laughed and clapped their hands cheerfully.

As we all know, swimming teaching often ends in water fights. Even the serious coach Ma Long has not changed this street rule.The good news is that the teaching method of entertaining and entertaining seems to be more suitable for Xu Xin and Zhang Jike. Although Teacher Ma Long failed to teach multiple swimming strokes as he wished, the two students were able to splash without choking on water in the end. up.

23

"Emergency in Jianghu, Ma Long open the door!"

Usually at this point, Ma Long has actually fallen asleep, but today* I wrote a longer summary of the practice match for a while, which caused the time to fall asleep a little later than before.Even so, he was already lying in bed.If not, Xu Xin would have spent an unforgettable summer night in the corridor outside.

Ma Long opened the door and saw Xu Xin standing outside the door holding the quilt and pillow.In any case, Ma Long couldn't connect the big, tall man in front of him who was kicked out by his roommate and was still smiling with words like "wronged" and "poor". Junior brother Xin didn't have any clothes at this time, and Ma Long couldn't help but applaud Zhang Jike who vigorously drove Xu Xin out of the room in his heart. It would have been better if Xu Xin hadn't knocked on his door.

"What's wrong?" Malone asked knowingly.

"Jike kicked me out," Xu Xin struggled to free a hand to hold the pillow, wiped away tears that didn't exist, and sold them without sincerity, "I'm so pitiful, homeless back."

"Why did he drive you away, don't you have any idea?" Ma Long's face clearly wrote three words: no sympathy.

"I promise there will be no next time. I will definitely clean up the room, even when he is not around." Xu Xin raised his hand in a gesture of swearing, if you don't know him, you will be moved by his sincere eyes.

"Talk to him." Ma Long gestured to close the door.

"Hey," Xu Xin hurriedly squeezed into the gap of the door, together with his quilt and pillow, "Just today *today! Our good brothers, I know you can't bear to let me sleep in the hallway!"

Ma Long caught a glimpse of Xu Xin's half of the shoulder stuck in the crack of the door, and there was a muscle sticker on it. The joint between the shoulder and the arm was uneven, and the bulging folds formed a line, hiding along the biceps. .He sighed inwardly, and let go of the doorknob. Xu Xin, a troublesome monkey, is one who can get off with ease, and walked in cheerfully. Also rules.

"No matter how many times I watch it, I still think your bed sheet is a bit funny, how can it be a cartoon?"

"Why do you have so many dolls? Did you just buy that big-eyed boy? It looks strange."

"Hey, where did you get that Ultraman's? Next time I'll get one too."

While Zhang Jike was peacefully sinking into a dark and sweet dreamland, Ma Long in the next room thought to himself:

"Jike, are you asleep? I can't sleep."

24

The organizer spent a lot of money and asked the team to stay in a five-star hotel.As soon as they arrived at the residence arranged for this competition, the four of them wandered around excitedly. It is said that some of them are athletes who have seen the world more or less.

Fan Zhendong: "Wow!" Hearing the sound, Xu Xin and Zhang Jike leaned towards the window. Although they didn't know what Fan Zhendong was wowing about, the good brothers wanted to wow together, so they opened their mouths politely.However--

"The scenery here is so good, it feels like overlooking the city!" Zhang Jike's praise came from his heart.

"I can still see Jiang!" Xu Xin's compliment was sincere.

"There is also a massage chair here! I want to try it." Xu Xin took the lead in jumping on the massage chair in the middle of the living room, lying down very comfortably.

"This TV screen is a bit big!" Zhang Jike started to look for the TV remote control and asked, "Can I watch the broadcast of the Open?"

"You watch golf again, be careful that Director Liu beats you up." Xu Xin said.

"Look what's wrong? I didn't play again." Zhang Jike replied confidently.

While chatting, Ma Long's voice suddenly came from the bathroom.

"What did he say?" Zhang Jike asked.

Xu Xin: "Don't jump forward?"

Fan Zhendong: "Did you report last year? It's about the competition."

The three poked their heads out from behind the bathroom door, and Ma Long was struggling to hold up the fallen shower curtain rod, "This shower curtain fell." Ma Long said while beckoning Zhang Jike to help hold the other end, to see if he could find a way Put it back on.

Xu Xin and Fan Zhendong leaned against the door frame and laughed together.

Ma Long glanced at the two people who were smiling inexplicably, with great doubts on their small faces.Although the battle between Ma Long Zhang Jike and the shower curtain rod was not protracted, it was evenly matched.After tossing and tossing for a while, they finally settled down. The applause from Xu Xin and Fan Zhendong was so loud that they would slap their hands red.

Before Zhang Jike could say what he was proud of, there was a bang—the shower curtain rod fell down stubbornly again.

Xu Xin patted the shoulders of the two laborers and said, "Forget it, it looks like it can't be repaired. They are all my brothers, so don't look outside like this."

As soon as he finished speaking, the other three cast suspicious glances at him.

"No! I'm joking!"

25

"To be honest, have you coveted his Ultraman doll for a long time?"

Zhang Jike asked Xu Xin who was taking pictures of Ma Long's Ultraman.

"Is there anyone who doesn't like Ultraman?" Xu Xin found a satisfactory angle and took another picture, "Why is Ma Long so good at catching dolls? I'm very puzzled."

"Ma Long does not rely on skills to catch dolls, but on life." Zhang Jike leaned on the bed, rubbing the face of the innocent big-eyed boy in his arms.

"Hey, he still has Xiao's clothes here." Xu Xin grabbed a black hem, and unfolded the fabric in his hand to see a long robe embroidered with red clouds. "Haha, I didn't expect Ma Long to buy this."

"What do you want?" Zhang Jike looked at Xu Xin suspiciously.

"Are you sure this is really okay?" Zhang Jike hesitated a bit when he held up his phone to take pictures for Xu Xin.

Xu Xin put on the black robe and all Ma Long's doll belongings and stood in front of the sunny window, holding the Ultraman he couldn't put it down in one hand. yeah".Because of the backlight, his uncovered face is not very clear in front of the low-resolution mobile phone lens, but Zhang Jike thinks, even so, as long as Ma Long sees this photo, he will know which bastard secretly took his Things, and grandiosely took pictures as souvenirs.

"You shoot first."

What evil could Xu Xin have? He just thought it was funny, and Ma Long wouldn't be really angry with them anyway.

"Are you ready?" Xu Xin squinted his eyes and saw Zhang Jike nodded, and quickly took off the robe and handed it to Zhang Jike, "You take a picture too. I will send it to him later."

Zhang Jike widened his eyes to see Xu Xin talking and laughing, and saw that he kept holding up the hand that was handing over the clothes—heck, this guy seems to be serious.

Zhang Jike swears to God that he really seriously refused Xu Xin's unreasonable request. As for why Xu Xin was dragged into the pirate ship, even he himself couldn't figure it out.Now he can only look at the photo of himself and him standing in the same position on Xu Xin's phone and doubt his life. Fortunately, the backlight makes it difficult to see the dull expression on his face at that time, and whether the thing he is holding is the best with Xu Xin. *I love Altman, but that big-eyed boy, his favorite.

"What are you doing!" When Malone rushed back to his room angrily, the two instigators cleaned up the room neatly and sat on the sofa, looking like good children waiting to admit their mistakes.And the two dolls he was holding in his hands made his righteous aura as a victim suddenly shortened by half.

Before the kneeling two confessed their mistakes, Xu Xin jumped up and took away the Ultraman doll in Ma Long's hand.Looking at his happy face, Ma Long didn't know whether this hippie smile made him half angry or just made Xu Xin look more needy. He threw another big-eyed boy doll in his hand to Zhang Jike who stayed where he was.

"You're welcome, thank you is not enough." Ma Long said to them with his arms across his chest, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the neatly folded black robe, and sighed inwardly, the two people in front of him really looked like adults, but Just do some kid stuff.

For some reason, in the end Xu Xin's mobile phone had an extra selfie photo of him and Zhang Jike. They were holding a doll of unsophisticated workmanship in each hand, and the other hand was embracing the one in the middle in unison. The unidentified person wearing a black robe couldn't see his facial expression clearly due to the backlight.But Xu Xin and Zhang Jike, who were standing on both sides, laughed so hard that they couldn't see their teeth, and they were very clearly illuminated by the sun.

——Long Dui, if you are kidnapped, just blink.

26

Since Malone was told by the coach that he was not released enough when playing, he has seriously pondered the meaning of the word "release".

He first found some game videos of first-class athletes to study, and found that they had a kind of hearty pleasure when they played, probably this is "release", but how to achieve this is still a mystery. , I realized the meaning, but I couldn't grasp it when I reached out.

Player Ma Long chose to ask for help outside the court, and the first person to accept the question was Zhang Jike, who in his mind played the most "released" game.The light was shining in front of them, the two of them were sitting on a sofa, the camera was placed five meters away, and the microphone attached to the collar picked up the sound well. The meticulous reporter Ma Long took out an exclusive interview biography for Zhang Jike With a pen in his hand and a notebook on his lap, he leaned forward, eager to hand a microphone to his mouth, with a look of thirst for knowledge.

"How can I play 'free'?"

When Ma Long asked Zhang Jike a question, such a slightly weird picture appeared in his head. Apart from other things, it is true that he is holding a pen and a notebook in his hand.

"It means not nervous, you are too tense when you play." Zhang Jike replied.

Malone wrote down the words "not nervous" and "tight" in his notebook, and drew a circle on "tight".

"I don't think I'm very nervous..." Ma Long murmured, "I'm not so nervous every game..."

"Don't listen to him. It's good to be cautious." Xu Xin interrupted, "Is it because you won't shout anything when you win? It feels like you are very silent when you play."

"Do I have it? I remember I yelled." Malone recalled carefully, but at this time the deception that often occurs in memory began to appear, which made him from being very sure that he had done something to not being sure about himself. It is doubtful whether it has been done.

"No, you never shout anything." Zhang Jike was very sure. He and Xu Xin looked at each other for a moment, and they nodded in tacit understanding.

"I think that's the problem." Ma Long seemed to grab the handful of flowers out of the fog, and nodded like Xu Xin and Zhang Jike, "Then what do you usually call?"

The two nodding old masters stopped at this moment, sighing in their hearts at the same time, this is a good question.

At night, three eager-to-learn athletes huddled in front of the computer screen to watch the game video, but what they wanted to learn at the moment was not the excellent skills and tactics of the first-class athletes, but what they yelled after winning.

After adjusting the video speed to 0.5 times, the three people still stared at each other, and the unpredictable spell suddenly became unpredictable.

"I think it's 'choli' or something?"

"But he said it like 'chuale', play it again?"

In the video, the voice of the athlete stretched to 0.25 times the speed seems to be distorted, and his eyes seem to be full of resentment towards the three bastards who manually played him.

The three of them battled wits with the video for half the night, but still failed to reach a consensus.Zhang Jike put down his pen and said, "I don't care, just yell as much as you like, anyway, no one will stare at a video tape and listen like us."

"In a word, no matter what you shout, it's over."

Xu Xin agreed with Zhang Jike's words. When he stood up and stretched himself, he saw that Ma Long's notebook was densely filled with all kinds of words that appeared, and he also wrote down the frequency of each word in orthographic characters. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart——

Really live to learn old age.

But later, when the coach expressed his satisfaction with Ma Long's newly acquired "release" skills, Xu Xin found that he didn't follow the instructions recorded in the notebook, but walked out of his own "unique" path.Perhaps in the future, anyone who flipped through the videos would have to watch their matches. Thinking of this, Xu Xin suddenly had the exhilarating *feeling of revenge.