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Eleven o'clock in the morning.
Today Su Mo has four table tennis group matches, one in the morning and three in the afternoon.
Xia Guo Lounge.
As soon as Su Mo arrived here, Deng Xuduan quickly introduced the rules of the game to him, "Mr. Su, the rules of this Universiade have changed. The competition group stipulates that the particles of the racket's rubber should not exceed one millimeter."
"Oh, it's okay." Su Mo said calmly.
"Mr. Su, can you give me your racket, I'll check it for you first."
After all, this is Su Mo's first time participating in a regular competition. Although his skills are indeed terrifying, if he fouls, his skills are useless.
Deng Xuduan, as the coach of the men's table tennis team, naturally takes precautions before they happen.
"No, this is it."
Su Mo took out a brand new racket from his backpack, so new that there was no trace of use, "This racket should conform to the competition standard, right?"
Deng Xuduan: ""
He took the racket and checked it carefully, and he already had a result in his mind.
This racket is definitely bought on Pindaodao!
Why?
Because there is still a label attached to the handle, and a row of small characters are printed on the label.
Fight knife knife discount festival!
There is even a suggested retail price at the back, 99 yuan!
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Seeing Deng Xuduan staring at the racket, Su Mo followed his gaze and quickly explained: "Coach Deng, I asked the merchant when I bought it. The merchant said that this is a standard competition racket. If it is fake, you will pay 100!"
It is precisely because of this sentence that he will choose this racket, otherwise, he will definitely choose another 69 yuan racket.
Deng Xuduan opened his mouth with an unnatural expression, "Mr. Su, don't you often take pictures?"
Do you not need a regular racket to play a game?
The key is still such a bad shot?
He felt like he was going crazy!
When other people in the lounge heard this, they came over curiously.
When they saw the racket in Deng Xuduan's hand, their eyes almost popped out.
"Do you dare to be worse?"
"Fighting swords? A master of swords!"
"This kind of racket is used in competitions? Isn't it!"
"I'm afraid this beat is not even considered a third-level beat"
?As table tennis players, the rackets used by several of them are all made by themselves. The material cost alone costs tens of thousands of yuan. The price of 99 yuan on the label deeply stimulates everyone's attention.
"Frequently used?"
Su Mo shook his head, and explained: "I haven't played for a long time. I don't know where the racket was forgotten, so I bought a new one."
He really didn¡¯t lie. When he was in the first grade of junior high school, he liked to play table tennis for a while, so he spent money to buy a racket of his own. Slowly fade away.
?Since the second year of junior high school, he has never played table tennis again. As for the racket
Only the devil knows where he threw it!
Everyone: ""
Why does this sound so awkward?
In front of everyone's eyes, the scene of Zheng Changdong's tyranny flashed before, and everyone fell silent.
It's been a long time since I played?
So annoying!
"Cough¡ª¡ª"
Deng Xuduan said: "Mr. Su, there is nothing wrong with this racket, but the elasticity may not be ideal."
He has said this very euphemistically.
What is not ideal, it is almost as bad as grandma's house!
"It's okay if there's no problem."
Su Mo said nonchalantly: "As for the elasticity, it's about the same."
He has only one requirement for a racket, which is qualified!
As for the issue of elasticity, he didn't think about it at all, anyway, it doesn't matter what he shoots.
"Then okay."
? Seeing this, Deng Xuduan didn't say anything, took a competition form and asked Su Mo to sign it, and handed it over to the referee.
At 11:20 in the morning, the group stage officially started.
Su Mo's opponent is a contestant from Mang Yan Kingdom named Ni Ke.
When Ni Ke saw that his opponent was Su Mo, it was a joy.??, trotting to Su Mo's side, "Teacher Su Mo, I'm your fan, can you sign me after the game is over?"
Looking at Ni Ke with dark skin, Su Mo nodded slightly, "Of course!"
"Thanks."
Ni Ke happily waved his fist, and said seriously: "Teacher Su Mo, although you are my idol, but I represent my country in the competition, and I will not show mercy in the competition."
Su Mo smiled slightly: "This is the best way, show all your strength, this is the greatest respect for me."
Ni Ke's eyes lit up, and he felt that he admired Su Mo even more.
"Ahem¡ª¡ª"
"This player, please return to your own area, the game is about to start."
Hearing the on-site referee's reminder, Ni Ke smiled awkwardly and hurried to the opposite side of Su Mo.
"The two contestants can warm up first, and the match can start at any time after the two parties have confirmed." The referee said.
In this way, the two warmed up for three or four minutes, and the game officially started.
Coach Xia Guo watched the battle area, and Deng Xuduan had long been ready for battle.
In fact, like the general group matches, his coach will not watch the games on the spot at all, and usually wait until the subsequent knockout matches to watch the games on the spot.
After all, as a Xia Guo player, if he can't even make it to the knockout round, he might as well just buy a piece of tofu and commit suicide.
In the history of Xiaguo table tennis team, there has never been a player eliminated in the group stage, never!
From this we can see how terrifying the Xia Guo Table Tennis Team is.
The reason why Deng Xuduan chose to watch the game was to gain a deeper understanding of Su Mo's background. The last match between Su Mo and Zheng Changdong was too scary. He wanted to see how many surprises Su Mo could give him.
Su Mo serves, a standard high toss serve with a little backspin.
The ping-pong ball passed close to the net. Seeing this, Ni Ke pulled his backhand slightly, but the return ball was raised high.
Su Mo rushed to attack quickly, and the ping pong ball flew to the opposite corner of Ni Ke like a bullet.
Ni Ke could keep up with his reaction, but his body couldn't keep up, so he could only watch helplessly.
The referee raised his hand, one to zero.
A look of seriousness appeared on Ni Ke's face, and he felt a kind of pressure.
? It was still Su Mo who served, the same as before, high throw and backspin.
"boom¡ª¡ª"
The result was exactly the same as before, and Su Mo scored again.
Two to zero.
? It was Ni Ke's turn to serve, with a low toss and side spin, the ball was quite fast.
But Su Mo's counterattack was faster, he attacked and scored again.
Three to zero.
Ni Ke couldn't help but look ugly. Su Mo's way of attacking is fighting in table tennis terms.
Like this fighting method, the error rate is particularly high.
Unless the opponent is too strong, basically no player will adopt fighting tactics.