After watching Coach Wu gradually walk away, Lin Hui stretched out his right hand and said to the big guy, "Let's work hard together!"
"Okay, let's work hard together!"
Then everyone returned to their seats and began to watch the wonderful performance on the stage.
Always ready to start fighting for this game.
The game will begin soon. This time you will hear that a famous docent from China is here.
I heard that this commentator is famous.
The last time, Lin Hui was able to achieve such good results thanks to part of the commentator. He heard the commentator say below, no matter what happens today, you may change history tomorrow.
When Lin Hui heard this, his whole body shone with light. He felt that he should cheer up again and continue to participate in the game.
I didn't expect to win the championship in the end.
With the sound of a trumpet, the game officially kicked off.
Sixty-four countries compete in the competition for almost a month.
This time Lin Hui can enjoy the game to the fullest.
It was the first time for Lin Hui to sit on the stage and observe the game so closely.
Then Li Yu's voice came, "Brother Lin Hui, are you thirsty? Do you want some water?"
As soon as you said that, you put the water in front of Lin Hui, but Lin Hui shook his head and kept staring ahead.
"Brother Lin Hui, do you think the dark-skinned person will win in this competition, or the fair-skinned person?" You looked in front of you, the two of them were fighting hard.
As a professional table tennis player, Lin Hui wants to know what Lin Hui thinks. Who does Lin Hui think will win this game?
Jianhua, who was sitting next to Lin Hui, had already heard it, "Does this need to be said? Of course it's a dark-skinned person?"
"Why are dark-skinned people black-skinned? Do white-skinned people also fight well?"
They have white skin and they fight well, but for Jianhua, what's the use of having a country like theirs, no matter how good or good they are? At least they are a hegemonic country, not as good as other countries not competing for it.
And no matter what competition their country participates in, they always want to compete for first place.
For this reason, Tian Hua dislikes him very much. Even if the white-skinned person wins, he still supports the dark-skinned person and hopes that the dark-skinned person can win the white-skinned person.
From the bottom of his heart, he did not like this kind of country that used hunting and robbery as an excuse.
"Jianhua, you speak with a serious sense of discrimination!"
Others can't hear it, can't Lin Hui hear it?
In this competition, it is clear that the people from the big-nosed country are a little stronger. No matter in terms of physical strength or technology, they are obviously stronger than the opponent.
As an athlete, you will naturally see that Jianhua can do it, but he said this deliberately.
"Until the end, you can't tell who wins and who loses. Besides, you may be strong at the beginning, but you may not be able to maintain it later. For example, some people will be arrogant and arrogant, and it will naturally fail, while some people will be arrogant and arrogant. It’s true that people are not good at the beginning, but later on they will gain strength. I think it is possible for black people to beat white people. If you don’t believe it, just watch.”
Jianhua always supports black people, no matter how strong they are, but he sees the spirit in black people.
A spirit of not admitting defeat. For him, this spirit is worth learning and worthy of being praised, regardless of the outcome of his victory or defeat in this game.
For Jianhua, it is worth learning from this black comrade.
Lin Hui snorted coldly, "Prejudice, it's really too prejudiced. You can't do this. Can't you speak truthfully?"
Lin Hui held an opposing attitude, because from beginning to end, the strength of white people is always superior to that of black people, and their playing skills are obviously better than that of black people. How can you say black people? Could it be possible to defeat the white people?
The moment he finished speaking, "Look, I won another goal!"
The whites won 2:0 against the blacks.
The speed of seeking speed can be said to be the speed of hiding one's ears and stealing the bell.
It is invisible and intangible. In fact, Lin Hui also likes this kind of ball that is so fast that it feels like the wind.
When it is slow, it can change the speed of the ball.
This is the quality a professional athlete should have.
Lin Hui watched the two men in front of him playing the game. Although he knew what Jianhua meant, the facts proved eloquent.
"It's just two goals. Who knows whether we will catch up later. These are all unknowns. Besides, the black people's country is good at fighting protracted wars. Don't forget it!"
Jianhua said that Lin Hui agrees, because their country has been running without breathing since ancient times, let alone playing ball. This also proves that they may not have entered the state. When they slowly enter the state, they may not be able to play in the future. .
"Then you two have been talking for a long time, who will win in the end? One said the white man won, the other said the black man won. Which one is more likely to win?"
Li Yu listened on the sidelines. She felt that what they both said was reasonable, but she cared more about who played him.
After Li Yu finished speaking, Lin Hui talked about white people and Jianhua talked about black people. The two of them fought with red faces, just like two children.
Li Yu suddenly laughed.
"Can you two stop acting like children? You are obviously a professional athlete on the national team, but in this lesson you are acting like a three-year-old child!"
Have it? Why does Lin Hui feel that this is not something that should be discussed normally? How could it be a three-year-old child?
Lin Hui frowned, and Jianhua pouted at the same time. The two of them just held different attitudes, not like three-year-old children.
On the contrary, Li Yu said that the two of them were very naive.
When the three people were arguing, the black man finally won his first game with 1:2 strength.
"Look at what I said, all opportunities are for those who are prepared. They fought a protracted battle. Look at Chen Sheng chasing after him later! I think he can do it!"
Jianhua expressed his opinions excitedly, but Lin Hui was different and kept sighing.
How could we lose? How can we lose a ball that is obviously a win? This is too bad a fight.
Bad hands!
Lin Hui wanted to complain publicly, but was afraid of Jianhua's jokes, so he could only complain silently in his heart.
Could it be that Jianhua really guessed it? This white man only has a smelly skin, but he lost to others.
Every time the white man hit a ball, Lin Hui watched it carefully.
He was afraid that he would lose to the opponent again, but the more careful he was, the more angry he became, and he even became irritable when playing, which could be seen with his eyes.
And it was still clear. At this moment, the soul turned to look at Xiang Jianhua, Jianhua had a smile on his face.
It was too embarrassing for Jianhua to guess correctly.
It will soon become 3:2. It is not certain who will win. Lin Hui feels in his heart and cheers for the white people. You must be more energetic. Don't let me lose. If I lose, I won't be able to show it on my face. .
Lin Hui clenched his fists tightly and tried to cheer for the white people, while Jianhua stared at the ball in front of him with his eyes. Every time he hit a ball, his eyes followed the opponent's ball and moved back and forth.
It can be seen that all his attention is focused on the black people, and he also cheers for the black people.
There was a random popping sound, 3:2. The value 3:2 is. Who will win the number that Jianhua and Lin Hui have been waiting for?
The surprising result was that the black man lost to the white man on his own. When the white man won the third ball, he cheered, jumped, and winked at the people in the audience.
At this moment, you can feel how cautious he was in hitting the ball just now. Even everyone present can see it and sweat on his hands.
It started so well, but turned so bad in the middle. Even his players stood up excitedly when they saw 3:2, cheering and shouting for him.
Because these people were sitting in front of Lin Hui and Jianhua, they could hear everything clearly.
From the moment he saw the white man win, Lin Hui finally showed a happy smile on his face.
Finally, at this moment, he could lose face. He was really worried about letting others turn defeat into victory. This was really a loss of face.
But this is also the reason why they often lose when they play.
Many teammates start off very well, but later on they gradually become less good than they were at the beginning.
Coupled with the opponent's pursuit of victory, the inner pressure will also become great. It is normal for some people to have this situation.
Lin Hui understands this deeply, because this happened to him last time.
And in the match between him and world champion Xu Zhihao, Xu Zhihao defeated Lin Hui instantly.
Lin Hui was not given a chance to win at all, but Lin Hui was not discouraged, just like the black people he saw.
Black people, like him, have been working hard and working hard to reach their highest level.
At that time, Lin Hui was also thinking that since he wanted to say something, he must say it beautifully.
So no matter what Lin Hui thought, he used all his strength to play that game. Unexpectedly, he defeated the world champion Xu Zhihao.
Even when he paid attention to Xu Zhihao during the regular meeting, he could see the sweat dripping down Xu Zhihao's face.
It shows that the world champion is nothing more than that!
From now on, Lin Hui will take it seriously no matter whether the opponent is a world champion or an ordinary person.
Every ball was played with great respect, and cheers came from the field again.
The opponent won, and the two ended in a tie.
It seems that we can't just look at the beginning, the subsequent passage is also very important. Now it is obvious that the white people are not strong enough.
Slowly, he will be brought down by the black people. This may be the opponent's tactics.
It is also a good tactic to let the opponent take it slow at first and then pursue the victory.
Hold the opponent first, and then kill him instantly.
To be honest, this move is really cruel.
"Lin Hui, look at the two people are now tied. Can you still say that the person you support will definitely win in the future? This is half a question mark, right?"
When Jianhua said this at this moment, he seemed to feel a sense of schadenfreude.
Lin Hui now felt that the white man's strength was obviously declining. He was too embarrassed to say anything else. He just said these few words: "The world is undecided! They are all dark horses!"
What this means is that anything is possible!
"Can't you see this? Look, the strength of the white people has been almost consumed by the black people! This game is a physical game. Sure enough, there are certain tactics for playing with black people. We usually need to strengthen it. Practice, otherwise if you really play a game with this kind of person, you will still be at a disadvantage if you don’t know the outcome!”
As Jianhua spoke, he thought of himself. They usually practice to be able to deal with various teammates during games.
Teammates come from all over the world. Some have better physical strength, some have better skills, and some are good at both. So when dealing with all kinds of people, the only thing you can do is improve yourself. , to take your skills to the next level.
"But Coach Wu always asks us to exercise. Isn't the purpose of training to deal with all kinds of people? Now if we are asked to play a game with that black man, we may not be as good as him in terms of physical strength, but we We can overwhelm him with his skills, but we can't let him drag us down physically!
Like this white man, he has committed the most taboo thing among military strategists, which is to be unhappy, but Zhang Kuaisheng is procrastinating! Make it obvious and give the black people some time to chase! Jianhua, if we play games like this in the future, we must win quickly, otherwise we will be the ones who suffer! "
Lin Hui was thinking about black people as he spoke.
Then he belatedly remembered Wan Duzi, wasn't it obvious that white people said black people won?
Jianhua, who was sitting next to him, smiled disapprovingly and said, "Look, you have spoken your true words. Who just said that everything in the world is not necessarily black horse's! Why don't you face the white man now?" Woolen cloth?"
Saying this made Lin Hui feel how embarrassed he had just been.
He didn't expect others to be so good at it. He was so fierce and brave at the beginning. This was obviously an opponent with both strength and physical strength, but when he got to the back, he was caught up by others. It was really tragic.
"It seems that he is still not good at tactics. I should speak realistically and towards the truth! Black people do have a brush, otherwise how can they catch up after losing several goals in front! Now look at others The mentality is a thousand times better than ours, this person is not the same skin color as us, he is really different!"
Lin Hui mentioned this again about his mentality, but to be honest, a person can still recover compensation quietly even after losing several goals. The other party can see how good his mentality is!
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