Small goals, first to be the world's first [Competition]

The landing point control is almost accurate, like a magician, making everyone dumbfounded.

If you ask the parties how they feel...

Samuel Mancini: ……………==.

The way of heaven is like reincarnation, good and evil will eventually be rewarded, and this belongs to oneself.

At the moment of fighting, the two looked at each other with lightning.

Zhong Yu: Your blessing ^_^

Samuel: Huh :)

In the next second, they looked away from each other in disgust, but the fight became more intense.

Samuel Mancini is a typical European athlete's figure. His face is beautiful and aggressive, and his tall figure also contains vigorous and explosive strength that can be activated instantly.

Like a vigorous cheetah galloping on the grassland.

The thigh muscles with extremely smooth lines activated instantly. The moment Zhong Yu's fishing ball changed its line, it seemed to teleport, from the left side of the court to the right in an instant, and cut Zhong Yu's ball back again.

While cutting back, he added a little more spin, trying to make Zhongyu's fishing less handy, and once there was a slight loophole and Samuel seized the opportunity, he would mercilessly counterattack in an instant.

Samuel's guard platform has a large area. Although it is a bit annoying, he is not afraid of simply left and right fishing platforms and can handle it.

Zhong Yu is also aware of this, so he deliberately added two other directions when fishing - front and rear.

This is not easy for Zhong Yu to control, but the effect after success is very impressive.

Even if Samuel's left and right guards are larger, for the front and rear, there will still be a little delay in moving, and if the body is not well controlled, it is easy to lose the center of gravity.

The rhythm from the second game to the later stage was gradually controlled by Zhong Yu.

1: 1.

3: 1.

5: 3.

……

11: 8.

With a big score of 1:1 tie, Zhong Yu won the second game and evened the big score.

At the end of this game, the two did not communicate again, they just looked at each other and sneered, and returned to their respective rest seats.

"Haha, Samuel, how does it feel to be sanctioned by a fishing ball?" The Italian coach handed Samuel the water and smiled gloatingly.

Samuel didn't speak, and rolled his eyes at him mercilessly.

So the Italian coach smiled more happily, and after a while, he stopped smiling in Samuel's murderous eyes, and became serious.

After taking the water bottle that Samuel handed back after drinking, the Italian coach twisted the cap and said, "Samuel, you've been chopping the ball for a long time, have you forgotten how to attack?"

Samuel paused for a moment while wiping sweat with a towel, raised his eyes in surprise, and raised a flamboyant smile on the corner of his lips: "Of course, look at the few shots I just made, as if I forgot?"

"That couldn't be better." The Italian coach waved to him with a smile.

Samuel leaned over a little to save face, and the Italian coach whispered something in his ear.

"Is it okay?" The coach stood up straight, smiling gently and provocatively.

"When can't I pass?" Samuel rolled his eyes at him again, put the towel on his arm, tied his blond hair again, and walked back to the arena.

No, many times, the Italian coach stood there and shrugged helplessly and funny.

But this time, he also saw Samuel's rare desire for victory, and he would no longer gradually fail in the later stage because of reasons such as "I don't want to fight anymore", "It's boring" and "It's so boring".

To be honest, he was quite grateful for the young player of the Huaguo team. For Samuel, Zhong Yu stood on the field, it was simply a walking stimulant without any side effects.

He is looking forward to the follow-up of this game.

The Italian coach looked at Samuel's back and bent his eyes unconsciously.

As Samuel's coach, his strength is actually mediocre, and he doesn't have much to guide Samuel technically. In fact, Samuel basically does not need his guidance, and more often he is just a companion.

But this time, he could see that Samuel wanted to win. The Huaguo team had Su Haizhong as a guide, and he also wanted to help Samuel. Although he could not give much guidance technically, he was tactically , After being a coach for so many years, coupled with the fact that he has seen all the situation on the court outside the court, and the onlookers know clearly, he can still give some suggestions.

Of course, he didn't say anything about complicated tactics, but just let Samuel give full play to his offensive ability. Since chopping the ball can't restrict Zhong Yu well, then just use chopping the ball as a way to sway people, and put the focus on Unexpected attack.

Such as stealing a few long balls, such as changing the rhythm, you can try to fight when you see that it is impossible to attack, it doesn’t matter if you fail, it can also disrupt the opponent’s rhythm.

I have to say that such guidance is indeed a timely rain for Samuel Mancini.

The rhythm of the third game fell into the hands of Samuel again, and the scores of the two rose alternately in a stalemate. In the end, Samuel scored two points with an unexpected fight and bit the game.

The big score is 1:2.

If Samuel Mancini was a tired and lazy lion who was half asleep and half asleep when he was playing against others in the international arena, then after these three rounds, everyone could see it , the lion has fully awakened.

The audience, even Samuel's former fans, have never seen Samuel in such a state of full momentum.

While being amazed by the novelty, some people couldn't help but feel a little worried, especially the Huaguo fans.

[Samuel Mancini is in such a fierce state today... I have never seen it before, can Zhong Yu stand up QAQ]

[Ask is able to resist, men can't say no! 】

【It's the romance between friends to go all out for each other. Wow, Samuel is in excellent condition this time, doesn't it mean that he attaches great importance to Zhong Yu? I believe they can do it! 】

[A total of seven rounds, this is only three rounds, there are still many opportunities, don't panic! 】

During the break after the third round, Fade Chen also spoke up, giving the fans a dose of reassurance.

"In a game where the strength of the athletes on both sides is comparable and the situation on the field is ever-changing, the final outcome of the game is not only related to the performance of the athletes, but also has a lot to do with the coaches on the sidelines."

"Who is our Zhongyu's sideline coach?" Fade Chen asked with a smile.

It's Su Haizhong! !

When the fans thought about it, their backs straightened up instantly.

In the next few rounds, the two were evenly matched, and the scores rose alternately. You won one round, but I was not convinced, and won the next round.

In the end, the big score was 3:3, just like the match between Su Yuan and Enoch in the previous game, it entered the final deciding game.

Regardless of the final result, the excitement of today's two semi-finals is enough for everyone to watch heartily.

The table tennis game looks exciting and interesting. This sport seems to be interesting. Let’s find a friend to play a game next time.

Many people will have such thoughts after watching these table tennis games in the Olympic Games, and when they think so, the purpose of athletes and coaches to promote the sport of table tennis will be achieved.

In the last decisive game, both Zhong Yu and Samuel played very actively.

They all know that this is their last chance.

In the semi-finals of the Olympic Games held every four years, no one wants to lose.

Split long, pull opposite, suddenly cut a board to disrupt the rhythm.

In the last game, cutting the ball has completely become an auxiliary method for Samuel, and his momentum and offensive are extremely fierce and sharp.

But Zhong Yu was not timid at all.

His penhold grip made everyone see once again the style of an era in table tennis that belonged to the penhold grip.

Sharp, crisp, yet elegant.

Like a piece of art carefully carved by an artist.

9: 9.

Next came two serves from Samuel Mancini.

Zhong Yu was highly concentrated and scored a point from Samuel's two serves.

10: 10.

In the last tiebreaker game, they entered a scrimmage, and the serve of the two became a one-ball rotation.

The air in the arena seemed to be stagnant, and the people watching the game were already holding their breath with nervousness.

Zhong Yu served the next ball.

The forehand was short, and Samuel came back with a light catch, still in the forehand.

not good!Samuel secretly thought it was bad, and quickly stepped back.

In the next moment, Zhong Yu twisted his wrist and pressed down on the shot—a close-to-table strike!

Samuel blocked back and hit Zhong Yu's backhand.

—— Penhold and horizontal strike!

11: 10.

Will the next ball be the last?

It was Samuel's turn to serve.

At this time, the two people who usually pay great attention to their appearance and elegance can no longer care about maintaining their elegance.

Sweat has soaked their clothes and hair.

Samuel's beautiful blond hair tied up by him was also soaked, and a few strands of hair came out mischievously, sticking sticky to his side face.

Impatiently, Samuel pinned these strands of hair behind his ears, put down his racket, walked to the referee's table, picked up a towel to wipe his sweat, and then walked back to the table.

A drop of sweat also slid down Zhong Yu's face, dripping down his chin onto the floor glue, but he didn't move.

Samuel made a long run, trying to hold back Zhong Yu.

At this moment of lore, the hands of the two still didn't tremble a bit, even though the violent ups and downs of their chests already showed that they were a little bit out of strength at this time.

But Zhong Yu clung to the ball tightly, slashed back, and did not retreat a step, his footsteps were firmly stuck.

Then when Samuel hit the ball back for the next ball, he directly disrupted Samuel's chasing position at the rising point of the ball, and in turn withstood Samuel.

The extremely violent ball passed Samuel Mancini's racket with a "swoosh", hit Samuel's clothes, and then with Samuel's clothes, hit his waist and abdomen, making a dull sound Muffled.

12: 10.

The big score is 4:3.

Won!

"Congratulations Zhong Yu!! Congratulations to him for successfully winning the semi-finals! Congratulations to our Su Yuan and Zhong Yu for joining the finals!!!" In the commentary hall, seeing the last goal, Fade Chen couldn't help but patted The table roared.

"There will be a time to ride the wind and waves, hang the clouds and sail directly to help the sea! This is the first time in more than ten years that Huaguo table tennis players will meet again in the Olympic singles final!"

Cheers instantly resounded throughout the venue, and there were many more yellow skins in the auditorium than before, and at this moment, seas of red were connected.

At the end of the game, at this moment, the hands of the two holding the racket trembled belatedly.

Samuel pursed his lips, took his racket, walked to the middle of the table, and shook hands with Zhong Yu who also came over.

Samuel found that he was a little bit unwilling, and the feeling of any loss in the past was not as deep as this time.

"Samuel, these past few years, you've been standing still."

Zhong Yu's sneering voice sounded in Samuel's ear, he came back to his senses, and rolled his eyes at Zhong Yu.

Even if this person cares about something, he has to say it so awkwardly.

Tsk... But I've been slack in the past few years. I didn't expect Zhong Yu to improve so much.

He found new pleasures.

Samuel turned the dissatisfaction in his heart into nourishment, calmed down his mood, clenched his hands into fists, and hammered Zhong Yu's chest.

"It seems to be true, but it may not be the next time." Samuel Mancini said.

Zhong Yu also clenched his fist and thumped Samuel, and responded with a smile: "I'll wait."

Samuel chuckled lightly and shrugged his shoulders. Now that he has no burden on his body, he lowered his voice a little to ensure that he would not be taken in by the equipment: "Then congratulations on entering the finals, let's play against the little beauty next time, If you are cowardly, I will look down on you."

As a friend, even though he was a bad friend, Samuel still knew what Zhong Yu would do if he won the game.

Mentioning a certain person, everyone's sharpness in Zhong Yu's body has subsided, and the whole person has become gentle and harmless.

"Tsk tsk tsk." Seeing Zhong Yu like this, Samuel couldn't bear to look directly at him, and couldn't help but tsk a few times.

Zhong Yu did not answer him.

He stood in the center of the court, but his mind was no longer in the court. Zhong Yu turned his head and looked outside the court, where the Chinese athletes were.

The venues of the Olympic Games are huge, and the auditoriums for Chinese athletes are also huge, and there are a lot of people sitting on them, but even though there are so many people and the surroundings are so noisy, he still sees the people he wants to see at a glance.

The man looked at him in the same way.

Su Yuan and Zhong Yu looked at each other across a large crowd of people and the baffles of the arena. Their eyes met in the air. All the noise around them, and all the loud cheers in the arena seemed to be silent at this moment.

They couldn't hear any sound, only the beating heartbeat in their chest was left in their ears.

The author has something to say:

Because I really like Samuel, this game has been written for a long time unconsciously... It's okay, at least it's finally finished!Next is the final!

Woo woo woo wtt Singapore Grand Slam, salsa in the house... (oioi/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~