[Zhang Jike] Unexpected
Chapter 9 Extra Story 2
National table tennis is known for its strict management, and military training has become a must for every batch of national table tennis players.
Queues, military boxing, physical fitness, target shooting, and training, etc., are almost the main subjects of military training.
The national table tennis coaching staff also hopes that through military training, the will and quality of the players can be better honed.
The unified bus stops before the destination.
Hanging the temporary work card around their necks, the reporter and his partner cameraman filed out one by one, and lined up at the entrance of the training base to enter.In the team, there was a very young and beautiful girl who attracted everyone's attention.
That person is Qin Moyi.
Without scruples about looking around, she followed behind the senior leader step by step, very well-behaved.
——Old Wang, where did this girl come from?
——The volunteer who came to experience life in our agency during the holidays has no activities recently, so the editor-in-chief simply asked me to bring her to see the world.
——Oh~ There are not many young people interested in sports now, you have to hold on to this tender seedling and take good care of them.
- need you say?
After a brief greeting, they were led into the base by a person who looked like an instructor.
When they approached the hall, all the National Table Tennis Team had changed into camouflage uniforms and were listening attentively to the speech.
"Xiao Qin, stand next to me later, just take a notebook and write down casually."
After all, I am just a small volunteer at present, without relative professional knowledge, it is normal for seniors not to dare to let her take heavy responsibilities.
Qin Mo had a thorough thought, and readily responded, "I see."
Taking out a pen and notebook from the small black bag she carried, she quickly entered the working state.
Click, click, checked the photos, the senior saw that they took pictures from all angles, so he lowered the camera.
He followed his volunteer from the beginning to the present without saying a word. He turned his head to look and found that the volunteer was concentrating on swiping the tip of the pen on the paper, and his seriousness was commendable.
Unable to restrain his curiosity, he leaned closer to see exactly what Qin Moyi was writing.
I don’t know, I’m scared.
Let's not praise the other party's clean regular script.The format of the large paragraphs in the notebook is clear, and the beginning, process, and the end of the current writing can be regarded as a complete report at a glance. As long as you go back and make a few changes, you can directly publish it.
"...Xiao Qin, have you learned it?"
His train of thought was interrupted, Qin Mo stopped writing, "Well, because I want to develop in this direction in the future."
"Okay, okay." The senior said repeatedly, obviously very satisfied with her determination.
"You continue to write, I won't bother you." Saying this, the kind senior took the initiative to take a few steps back.
It was cold and windy outside, and the auditorium was well-heated.
After a long time, the girl was wearing a scarf, her face was flushed with heat, like a delicious apple, and it must be from Red Fuji, crisp and sweet.
She pays attention.
But he deserted.
It was unexpected to be able to see the person I was thinking of during the winter training. At the same time, Zhang Jike said that he was not excited, but it was a lie.
How could she be here?Is it for yourself?
The more he thought about it, the more impatient Zhang Jike became.
The speech on the stage was coming to an end, and Ma Long saw him moving around from the corner of his eye, as if he had a nail growing in his buttocks, and he couldn't sit still.
With a "slap" on his stiff thigh muscles, Ma Long lowered his voice, "What's wrong with you? The hemorrhoids burst? Then bear with me, and it will be over soon."
"Fart." Zhang Jike also cursed under his throat.
"Look at our direction at 2 o'clock, the girl I threw clothes at before the World Cup!" The overwhelming desire to talk surged, so he didn't bother him much.
2 o'clock direction?
Ma Long simulated a clock dial in his mind, moved his eyes along the pointer, and then, a slender figure who wrapped himself so tightly that he couldn't see his face jumped into his eyes.
"...?"
A big question mark grew on Malone's small head.
But at this time Zhang Jike kept advocating in his ears, "How is it? Isn't it super beautiful?" The big cake depicted in his tone made Ma Long even suspect that he was blind for a moment.
"...?" Could it be that Xi Shi is in the eye of the beholder, uh, or a heart-to-heart?
Scratching his cheek, Malone chose to be honest, "I really can't see what she looks like."
"Tsk, I still can't understand all the beauties standing in front of me." Zhang Jike hated iron but steel.
A black down jacket, a white hooded sweater, and black and gray denim straight-leg pants.
Looking at Ma Long in this outfit, he only thinks that the other party's clothes are good, and the rest is... The key is the beige scarf pulled to her lips, which covers most of the girl's face, and the other party's eyebrows are lowered. What is recorded in the books, there is no effective information exposed at all.
I don't know how Zhang Jike recognized the person, he shook his head, and decided not to care and pay attention to his "crazy" teammates.
After drawing the last full stop, Qin Moyi let out a breath of foul air slowly, and put the pen and notebook back into his bag.
The speech on the stage also came to an end.
After expressing their determination, the team members signed the military flag one by one.
The reporter corps gathered near the door, and Zhang Jike, who was in the long queue, poked his head and finally found out where they were.Every step closer to the bright red August [-]st military flag, his heart beat faster.
Qin Mo, who was free, also looked forward to it, looking for a familiar figure in the team.
thump.
The eyes of the two met in the air.
Immediately, the tremor in the heart made them confirm each other.
This feeling is very ingenious, like a non-existent thin thread closely connecting Zhang Jike and Qin Moyi.
fateful.
As for whether the other party still remembers themselves, they both firmly believe in it.
After signing, Zhang Jike handed over the pen in his hand to a person behind him, and he himself quickened his pace and walked towards the door.
His eyes were glued to the girl's face from beginning to end.
Five meters, three meters, one meter.
Zhang Jike raised his eyebrows in greeting.
Qin Mo raised the corner of his mouth.
They passed by each other, he couldn't stay, and she didn't keep her either.
Slowly, the man's back shrank to less than one centimeter.
At this point, the senior who picked up the best materials called Qin Moyi, "Let's go, we should have lunch."
"Okay." She withdrew her gaze and followed her senior's footsteps.
After lunch, there is an hour lunch break.
Other teammates either closed their eyes and meditated, or chatted with others to pass the time.
Zhang Jike couldn't calm down and wanted to go out to inquire about the news of the press group. Ma Long, who was sleeping with him, gave Xu Xin a look. The two couldn't help but support him from left to right, and teased, "Ke'er, where are you going?"
Xu Xin, "I heard that a little girl chased you all the way to the camp? The beauty is not shallow."
It is said that?Who can I listen to?
Meeting Zhang Jike's eyes, Ma Long coughed guiltily.
"What else have you heard?" Zhang Jike took some time off, "Tell me about it too."
"Oh, look, you are more serious." Xu Xin patted him on the shoulder with a playful smile, "Ke'er, let me know, you didn't talk to a girl, did you?"
Zhang Jike slumped, "I'll say it one last time, I don't even know her name."
Seeing that he was easy to talk to, Ma Long also came over, "Is it really so good-looking? So that you can recognize Bao Cheng like that? So good that you only met once, but you can't forget it until now?"
"Yes, it's that pretty." Zhang Jike lifted his chin slightly, inexplicably proud, "It was love at first sight."
"..." Long Mang looked at each other.
What's so arrogant about this?They don't understand.
"Don't waste my time." Zhang Jike broke free from their shackles, and vowed: "Anyway, you will know when I catch him."
After a long silence for a second, Long Mang pawed at him again, "A good brother has the same blessings and the same hardships, we will go with you."
Just about to say no.
"Two more people are more powerful."
After thinking about it, Zhang Jike let them act together.
The meal time of the press corps is staggered with that of the team members, but the meal location is still the same.
Qin Mo hit one meat and one vegetarian, sat down by the window, and ate at a leisurely pace.
The familiar seniors gathered together, and she didn't forcefully squeeze in without greeting her.
——Hey, look, it's Ma Long's three young players.
—Haven't they eaten it?Why are you still in the cafeteria?
——You ask me, who am I to ask?
Some people are so dazzling that they can be recognized at a glance in the crowd.
Almost as soon as Zhang Jike stepped into the cafeteria, he recognized the existence of the girl.
He didn't dare to move too much, he could only tug on the sleeves of the two people on the left and right, and urged in a hoarse voice, "Look, look, the sixth row by the window!"
Hearing the eagerness in his tone, Long Mang quickly followed the direction he said.
Clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, fair and flawless skin with a hint of pink, and thin lips like rose petals.
The cheek lines are smooth.
The pitch-black hair has natural ups and downs and radians, and when it falls down, one can imagine the touch of fingertips stroking those hairs.
The light from outside the window shrouded in, showering her whole body with great holiness.
An indescribable temperament made people subconsciously ignore the girl's youthful appearance.The precipitation of the years is left behind, elegant and refined.
The three of them didn't dare to breathe, lest they would offend the beauty.
At this time, the Three Musketeers of National Table Tennis are still young. They have not seen much of the world and have not seen many girls. Their eyesight is fixed, direct and stiff.
In the eyes of the people around them, they are foolish and foolish, unable to walk when they see beautiful women.
After a long time, Xu Xin couldn't help but burst into a loud voice, "Damn, it's so fucking beautiful!" Of course, his volume was lowered and lowered.
"Right, I'll just say it!" Zhang Jike also lowered his volume to the lowest level, pretending to be calm on his face, "Wouldn't it be nice if I could pick her out of thousands of viewers at a glance?"
Ma Long is the calmest among them, and he can't control his heartbeat now, "You, you are the best, Keer."
"I think so too." Zhang Jike tried to twitch his hand, "How can I get on if you don't let me go?"
Dragon Python: Oh :)
Zhang Jike, who was finally free, approached the girl step by step under great pressure, facing the two fiery eyes behind his back.
On the surface, he still looks calm and breezy.
A shadow suddenly fell in front of him. Qin Mo, who was buried in cooking, stopped his chopsticks and raised his head. The visitor was tall and thin, wearing a well-fitting camouflage uniform and wearing small blue shoes. He was handsome and handsome.
"Excuse me, what's the matter?" Otherwise, why did you look at her with such a death-defying expression?
"Hi, I'm Zhang Jike, from the National Table Tennis Team. We met at the World Cup in Germany before, and you even took my clothes."
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva to moisten his dry throat, Zhang Jike rubbed his sweaty palms on his trousers, then reached into his trouser pocket and took out a crumpled note, spread it in his palm and handed it over, "This is my Contact information."
"Can we get to know each other and make friends?"
This scene gradually overlapped with the picture in memory.
Qin Mo lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, imitating the way the other party teased him when he was 32 years old, put his index finger and middle finger into the palms of the palms, hooked them lightly, and picked up the note.
pat--!
The nerves that maintain his sanity suddenly ruptured, and the itching throbbed around his heart along the blood vessels, helping the hot blushing to occupy his ears.
"New friend." Qin Moyi stood up lightly, with a smile in his voice, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Qin Moyi, you can call me Xiao Qin, or Mo Yi."
"After you're familiar enough." She leaned forward and approached the stunned Zhang Jike with red ears across the square table, "You can call me Yiyi."
Picking up the iron plate that was almost eaten, Qin Mo frowned, and when he passed by the little dragon and the little python with unnatural expressions, he smiled and nodded to them without a trace.
There are still many pleasant things in the rebirth.
At least, teasing the three musketeers in their early 20s, a sense of accomplishment
Full.
Watching the girl walk away calmly, the dragon mangs who were bound to each other because they were weak and helpless came back to their senses, separated quickly, ran to his brother, and shook violently.
"Wake up! Wake up, Ji Keer!"
When Zhang Jike's out-of-body soul returned, his pupils regained their spirits, "Hoo~", the three of them heaved a sigh of relief.
Malone, "Ke'er, it's not that I underestimate myself, you and that girl are really not at the same level."
Xu Xin deeply agreed, "She is higher than all of us combined."
"So what." Zhang Jike not only did not lose his self-confidence, but became more and more courageous, "I can feel that she also has a good impression of me."
He stretched out his clenched right hand, "I will never give up before I try my best."
Pursing his lips, Long Mang bumped into his fist one after another, "Okay, we will support you."
Xu Xin, "I still don't believe it, three cobblers can't stand up to one Zhuge Liang?"
"..." Dragon Mastiff choked speechlessly.
Say you can be a hot chicken, please don't drag the two of them into the water together, thank you.
Queues, military boxing, physical fitness, target shooting, and training, etc., are almost the main subjects of military training.
The national table tennis coaching staff also hopes that through military training, the will and quality of the players can be better honed.
The unified bus stops before the destination.
Hanging the temporary work card around their necks, the reporter and his partner cameraman filed out one by one, and lined up at the entrance of the training base to enter.In the team, there was a very young and beautiful girl who attracted everyone's attention.
That person is Qin Moyi.
Without scruples about looking around, she followed behind the senior leader step by step, very well-behaved.
——Old Wang, where did this girl come from?
——The volunteer who came to experience life in our agency during the holidays has no activities recently, so the editor-in-chief simply asked me to bring her to see the world.
——Oh~ There are not many young people interested in sports now, you have to hold on to this tender seedling and take good care of them.
- need you say?
After a brief greeting, they were led into the base by a person who looked like an instructor.
When they approached the hall, all the National Table Tennis Team had changed into camouflage uniforms and were listening attentively to the speech.
"Xiao Qin, stand next to me later, just take a notebook and write down casually."
After all, I am just a small volunteer at present, without relative professional knowledge, it is normal for seniors not to dare to let her take heavy responsibilities.
Qin Mo had a thorough thought, and readily responded, "I see."
Taking out a pen and notebook from the small black bag she carried, she quickly entered the working state.
Click, click, checked the photos, the senior saw that they took pictures from all angles, so he lowered the camera.
He followed his volunteer from the beginning to the present without saying a word. He turned his head to look and found that the volunteer was concentrating on swiping the tip of the pen on the paper, and his seriousness was commendable.
Unable to restrain his curiosity, he leaned closer to see exactly what Qin Moyi was writing.
I don’t know, I’m scared.
Let's not praise the other party's clean regular script.The format of the large paragraphs in the notebook is clear, and the beginning, process, and the end of the current writing can be regarded as a complete report at a glance. As long as you go back and make a few changes, you can directly publish it.
"...Xiao Qin, have you learned it?"
His train of thought was interrupted, Qin Mo stopped writing, "Well, because I want to develop in this direction in the future."
"Okay, okay." The senior said repeatedly, obviously very satisfied with her determination.
"You continue to write, I won't bother you." Saying this, the kind senior took the initiative to take a few steps back.
It was cold and windy outside, and the auditorium was well-heated.
After a long time, the girl was wearing a scarf, her face was flushed with heat, like a delicious apple, and it must be from Red Fuji, crisp and sweet.
She pays attention.
But he deserted.
It was unexpected to be able to see the person I was thinking of during the winter training. At the same time, Zhang Jike said that he was not excited, but it was a lie.
How could she be here?Is it for yourself?
The more he thought about it, the more impatient Zhang Jike became.
The speech on the stage was coming to an end, and Ma Long saw him moving around from the corner of his eye, as if he had a nail growing in his buttocks, and he couldn't sit still.
With a "slap" on his stiff thigh muscles, Ma Long lowered his voice, "What's wrong with you? The hemorrhoids burst? Then bear with me, and it will be over soon."
"Fart." Zhang Jike also cursed under his throat.
"Look at our direction at 2 o'clock, the girl I threw clothes at before the World Cup!" The overwhelming desire to talk surged, so he didn't bother him much.
2 o'clock direction?
Ma Long simulated a clock dial in his mind, moved his eyes along the pointer, and then, a slender figure who wrapped himself so tightly that he couldn't see his face jumped into his eyes.
"...?"
A big question mark grew on Malone's small head.
But at this time Zhang Jike kept advocating in his ears, "How is it? Isn't it super beautiful?" The big cake depicted in his tone made Ma Long even suspect that he was blind for a moment.
"...?" Could it be that Xi Shi is in the eye of the beholder, uh, or a heart-to-heart?
Scratching his cheek, Malone chose to be honest, "I really can't see what she looks like."
"Tsk, I still can't understand all the beauties standing in front of me." Zhang Jike hated iron but steel.
A black down jacket, a white hooded sweater, and black and gray denim straight-leg pants.
Looking at Ma Long in this outfit, he only thinks that the other party's clothes are good, and the rest is... The key is the beige scarf pulled to her lips, which covers most of the girl's face, and the other party's eyebrows are lowered. What is recorded in the books, there is no effective information exposed at all.
I don't know how Zhang Jike recognized the person, he shook his head, and decided not to care and pay attention to his "crazy" teammates.
After drawing the last full stop, Qin Moyi let out a breath of foul air slowly, and put the pen and notebook back into his bag.
The speech on the stage also came to an end.
After expressing their determination, the team members signed the military flag one by one.
The reporter corps gathered near the door, and Zhang Jike, who was in the long queue, poked his head and finally found out where they were.Every step closer to the bright red August [-]st military flag, his heart beat faster.
Qin Mo, who was free, also looked forward to it, looking for a familiar figure in the team.
thump.
The eyes of the two met in the air.
Immediately, the tremor in the heart made them confirm each other.
This feeling is very ingenious, like a non-existent thin thread closely connecting Zhang Jike and Qin Moyi.
fateful.
As for whether the other party still remembers themselves, they both firmly believe in it.
After signing, Zhang Jike handed over the pen in his hand to a person behind him, and he himself quickened his pace and walked towards the door.
His eyes were glued to the girl's face from beginning to end.
Five meters, three meters, one meter.
Zhang Jike raised his eyebrows in greeting.
Qin Mo raised the corner of his mouth.
They passed by each other, he couldn't stay, and she didn't keep her either.
Slowly, the man's back shrank to less than one centimeter.
At this point, the senior who picked up the best materials called Qin Moyi, "Let's go, we should have lunch."
"Okay." She withdrew her gaze and followed her senior's footsteps.
After lunch, there is an hour lunch break.
Other teammates either closed their eyes and meditated, or chatted with others to pass the time.
Zhang Jike couldn't calm down and wanted to go out to inquire about the news of the press group. Ma Long, who was sleeping with him, gave Xu Xin a look. The two couldn't help but support him from left to right, and teased, "Ke'er, where are you going?"
Xu Xin, "I heard that a little girl chased you all the way to the camp? The beauty is not shallow."
It is said that?Who can I listen to?
Meeting Zhang Jike's eyes, Ma Long coughed guiltily.
"What else have you heard?" Zhang Jike took some time off, "Tell me about it too."
"Oh, look, you are more serious." Xu Xin patted him on the shoulder with a playful smile, "Ke'er, let me know, you didn't talk to a girl, did you?"
Zhang Jike slumped, "I'll say it one last time, I don't even know her name."
Seeing that he was easy to talk to, Ma Long also came over, "Is it really so good-looking? So that you can recognize Bao Cheng like that? So good that you only met once, but you can't forget it until now?"
"Yes, it's that pretty." Zhang Jike lifted his chin slightly, inexplicably proud, "It was love at first sight."
"..." Long Mang looked at each other.
What's so arrogant about this?They don't understand.
"Don't waste my time." Zhang Jike broke free from their shackles, and vowed: "Anyway, you will know when I catch him."
After a long silence for a second, Long Mang pawed at him again, "A good brother has the same blessings and the same hardships, we will go with you."
Just about to say no.
"Two more people are more powerful."
After thinking about it, Zhang Jike let them act together.
The meal time of the press corps is staggered with that of the team members, but the meal location is still the same.
Qin Mo hit one meat and one vegetarian, sat down by the window, and ate at a leisurely pace.
The familiar seniors gathered together, and she didn't forcefully squeeze in without greeting her.
——Hey, look, it's Ma Long's three young players.
—Haven't they eaten it?Why are you still in the cafeteria?
——You ask me, who am I to ask?
Some people are so dazzling that they can be recognized at a glance in the crowd.
Almost as soon as Zhang Jike stepped into the cafeteria, he recognized the existence of the girl.
He didn't dare to move too much, he could only tug on the sleeves of the two people on the left and right, and urged in a hoarse voice, "Look, look, the sixth row by the window!"
Hearing the eagerness in his tone, Long Mang quickly followed the direction he said.
Clear and bright pupils, curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, fair and flawless skin with a hint of pink, and thin lips like rose petals.
The cheek lines are smooth.
The pitch-black hair has natural ups and downs and radians, and when it falls down, one can imagine the touch of fingertips stroking those hairs.
The light from outside the window shrouded in, showering her whole body with great holiness.
An indescribable temperament made people subconsciously ignore the girl's youthful appearance.The precipitation of the years is left behind, elegant and refined.
The three of them didn't dare to breathe, lest they would offend the beauty.
At this time, the Three Musketeers of National Table Tennis are still young. They have not seen much of the world and have not seen many girls. Their eyesight is fixed, direct and stiff.
In the eyes of the people around them, they are foolish and foolish, unable to walk when they see beautiful women.
After a long time, Xu Xin couldn't help but burst into a loud voice, "Damn, it's so fucking beautiful!" Of course, his volume was lowered and lowered.
"Right, I'll just say it!" Zhang Jike also lowered his volume to the lowest level, pretending to be calm on his face, "Wouldn't it be nice if I could pick her out of thousands of viewers at a glance?"
Ma Long is the calmest among them, and he can't control his heartbeat now, "You, you are the best, Keer."
"I think so too." Zhang Jike tried to twitch his hand, "How can I get on if you don't let me go?"
Dragon Python: Oh :)
Zhang Jike, who was finally free, approached the girl step by step under great pressure, facing the two fiery eyes behind his back.
On the surface, he still looks calm and breezy.
A shadow suddenly fell in front of him. Qin Mo, who was buried in cooking, stopped his chopsticks and raised his head. The visitor was tall and thin, wearing a well-fitting camouflage uniform and wearing small blue shoes. He was handsome and handsome.
"Excuse me, what's the matter?" Otherwise, why did you look at her with such a death-defying expression?
"Hi, I'm Zhang Jike, from the National Table Tennis Team. We met at the World Cup in Germany before, and you even took my clothes."
Swallowing a mouthful of saliva to moisten his dry throat, Zhang Jike rubbed his sweaty palms on his trousers, then reached into his trouser pocket and took out a crumpled note, spread it in his palm and handed it over, "This is my Contact information."
"Can we get to know each other and make friends?"
This scene gradually overlapped with the picture in memory.
Qin Mo lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, imitating the way the other party teased him when he was 32 years old, put his index finger and middle finger into the palms of the palms, hooked them lightly, and picked up the note.
pat--!
The nerves that maintain his sanity suddenly ruptured, and the itching throbbed around his heart along the blood vessels, helping the hot blushing to occupy his ears.
"New friend." Qin Moyi stood up lightly, with a smile in his voice, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Qin Moyi, you can call me Xiao Qin, or Mo Yi."
"After you're familiar enough." She leaned forward and approached the stunned Zhang Jike with red ears across the square table, "You can call me Yiyi."
Picking up the iron plate that was almost eaten, Qin Mo frowned, and when he passed by the little dragon and the little python with unnatural expressions, he smiled and nodded to them without a trace.
There are still many pleasant things in the rebirth.
At least, teasing the three musketeers in their early 20s, a sense of accomplishment
Full.
Watching the girl walk away calmly, the dragon mangs who were bound to each other because they were weak and helpless came back to their senses, separated quickly, ran to his brother, and shook violently.
"Wake up! Wake up, Ji Keer!"
When Zhang Jike's out-of-body soul returned, his pupils regained their spirits, "Hoo~", the three of them heaved a sigh of relief.
Malone, "Ke'er, it's not that I underestimate myself, you and that girl are really not at the same level."
Xu Xin deeply agreed, "She is higher than all of us combined."
"So what." Zhang Jike not only did not lose his self-confidence, but became more and more courageous, "I can feel that she also has a good impression of me."
He stretched out his clenched right hand, "I will never give up before I try my best."
Pursing his lips, Long Mang bumped into his fist one after another, "Okay, we will support you."
Xu Xin, "I still don't believe it, three cobblers can't stand up to one Zhuge Liang?"
"..." Dragon Mastiff choked speechlessly.
Say you can be a hot chicken, please don't drag the two of them into the water together, thank you.
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