[Zhang Jike] Unexpected

The 2011 Table Tennis Team World Cup was held in Magdeburg, Germany.

After struggling from the quarter-finals to the semi-finals, Zhang Jike successfully entered the final and faced the veteran Wang Hao of the same team.

In the overcrowded auditorium, there was a roar of voices and thunderous applause.

They are all celebrating Wang Hao scored another point.

Obviously, compared to the 23-year-old "recruit" Zhang Jike, everyone is more optimistic about Wang Hao, who has rich football experience.

The darkness in front of him was slowly replaced by a blinding white light.

As soon as Qin Mo opened his eyes, the black and white images around him faded away with the gradually clear noise.

This is a table tennis match, and I sit in the third row of the auditorium on the south side, which can be said to be a very good place to watch the game.Qin Moyi was also very familiar with the two players on the field.Even the one who looks quite young among them has a particularly close relationship with her.

She got her wish and was reborn?

Pinch myself hard, hiss, it hurts.

It doesn't seem to be dreaming.

After getting used to it for a while, Qin Mo cast his eyes on the integrator on the field.

5 to 4, Zhang Jike fell behind by 2 rounds.And played very hard.

Black clothes, blue pants and white shoes, seeing this outfit, Qin Mo felt a little familiar.

Having revisited more than one man's glorious deeds, she can easily recall the timeline she is in now.

2011 11 Month 13 Day.

This year was the beginning of Zhang Jike's rise to fame.

This year, Qin Moyi is still one year away from becoming an adult.

The audience of Guoping has always been the five big and three rough old men.

Later, with the addition of a new generation of young players such as Ma Long and Zhang Jike, it gradually attracted some young girls who came to watch the game for their looks.

But in today's auditorium, among the Westerners with three-dimensional facial features, there is a girl with an Asian face that is particularly eye-catching.

After struggling again and again, the director still couldn't control his hand and turned the camera over.

As a result, the young and old who were focusing on watching the game in front of the TV were confused by this amazing cut scene.

On the screen, although the picture quality is somewhat blurred, it cannot stop the girl's natural beauty.

A head of thick black hair like a waterfall, the hair at the end is windless and automatic.

The standard oval face with smooth lines is very temperamental.

Faint willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of red phoenix eyes with starlight inside, a small and delicate nose bridge, pink and moist lips, which are tightly pursed due to the anxious game on the field.

However, in just three seconds of pause, Qin Moyi's beauty has quietly invaded everyone's psychological defense.

Only she herself is still concerned about Zhang Jike who is struggling to catch up with the score at the moment.

Small white balls kept coming and going on the table.

The audience's eyeballs and heads also move left and right.

After a few minutes.

4 to 9, Zhang Jike caught up from behind, not only evened the gap opened by Wang Hao, but also had a faint advantage.

With one game and 2 points, Zhang Jike can win the championship with a 13-4 victory over Wang Hao as long as he scores 2 more points.

Two-thirds of the schedule has passed, and both Zhang Jike and Wang Hao are exhausted physically. Before each serve, they need to wipe the sweat from their foreheads with their sleeves, so as not to let it affect themselves.

In this game, Zhang Jike was under tremendous psychological pressure.

After all, Zhang Jike, who is also a backhand player, wins and loses when he fights against Wang Hao.Many people only thought that the previous victory in the World Table Tennis Championships was a flash in the pan, and it was luck.

In order to prove himself, and to silence other people, he must win this contest.

After scoring two points in a row, Zhang Jike clenched his fists and let out a low growl.

During the intermission, he trotted around the field to vent his excitement to the audience, then lifted his foot to leave under the pressure of Liu Guoliang's eyes, and returned to the sidelines to replenish water.

Such a rebellious little Tibetan mastiff, Qin Mo just thought it was cute.

Her eyebrows and eyes gradually curved, the corners of her mouth raised, and she smiled lightly.

This smile doesn't matter, but it is very contagious, and it has attracted more directors' love for her.

Not long after, everyone in front of the TV unconsciously followed the girl on the screen and smiled.

Fans who are familiar with Zhang Jike know that he is a slow player on the field.The closer to the end of the game, the easier it is to arouse his bloodiness.

Another backhand burst, and now Zhang Jike can play high-quality offense with all his strength no matter what kind of ball the opponent plays, with a full sense of oppression.

He is becoming more and more active.

One point left.

bang, bang...

The white ball fell to the ground and rebounded slightly, but no one paid any attention to it.

Zhang Jike won.

With an overwhelming advantage of 11 to 3.

The fans in the auditorium stood up abruptly, waving flags and cheering.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he shook hands with Wang Hao and the referee in a friendly manner. Zhang Jike followed his heart and strode towards the auditorium in the south.

Without hesitation, he stepped over the advertising boards around the sidelines, took off his battle clothes in public, and boldly showed his strong figure and unruly tattoos on his back.

"Swish".

Without saying a word, Zhang Jike threw the clothes vigorously.

He didn't turn around and leave directly, because there was another girl there that he cared about inexplicably.

The black drew a straight parabola in the air, and the bullseye aimed at was the only red flower covered by layers of green leaves.

Qin Moyi herself never thought that she would be socializing with a man so soon. She was still sitting on a chair and couldn't react in time. The clothes coming towards her were blocked halfway.

The male fans two rows in front of her have already raised their hands for the ownership of Zhang Jike's clothes.

"..." Qin Mo blinked.

——Don't grab it blindly, it's for that girl!

"What does ehemean?"

The rustling whispers reminded Zhang Jike.

These people don't understand Chinese at all.

Annoyed at his English level, he scratched his head and scratched his head for a while, before choking out, "Stop! Don'ttouch!"

The voice just fell.

"Hemeans, it's form."

As soon as Qin Mo stood up from his seat, he slightly raised his voice, and his pure spoken English was fluent and clear.Her attitude is firm and she will not back down.

The three or five foreign elders who were actively and cheerfully scrambling stopped, and looked at Zhang Jike who was shouting, and after a short pause, they turned their heads to look at Qin Moyi who looked calm.

so repeatedly.

The movement here is really not small, and many media quickly followed up.

What is the relationship between these two people?Haven't heard that Zhang J.K. is in a relationship?

Questions such as these filled the minds of everyone present.

In the end, Zhang Jike's black clothes fell crumpled into Qin Moyi's hands through the first hand and the second hand.

Needless to say, a smell of sweat came to his nostrils.

In any case, it was a man's wish, so Qin Mo didn't show his dislike.

Folding them up neatly and putting them in her arms, she lowered her head slightly, looking down at Zhang Jike who was looking up at her for a long time.

"Thank you."

In the hustle and bustle of the hall, Qin Mo opened his lips slightly and made a mouthful.

Immediately afterwards, the girl's smile came lightly, as bright as stars, twinkling and falling into Zhang Jike's eyes and heart.