Table tennis: Swinging the racket billions of times, achieving a grand slam

Chapter 38 [038] If you can’t shine in the professional arena, then be the king in the commercial arena
"Xu Yutian?"

Qin Wenjie was sitting in a position where he could see the man just by looking up.

With a turn of eyes, I discovered it.

Seeing Xu Yutian standing there for a long time with unclear intentions, Qin Wenjie frowned.

"Master Chen Jin, Xu Yutian is sneaking around, holding a plate and spying on us. I wonder what he wants to do?"

Qin Wenjie lowered his voice.

Hearing this, everyone turned their heads to look.

Sure enough, he saw Xu Yutian hesitating not far away.

"Could this kid be looking for trouble because he is resentful of you, Master Chen Jin, for beating him too hard?"

Ouyang Liangqin whispered.

After all, in the last match between the two, Xu Yutian was beaten so badly by Chen Jin that his faith was shattered and he collapsed on the spot. It was witnessed by all.

What if this guy gets upset and wants to do something to Chen Jin...

"There are assassins!"

Zhang Jiahao suddenly threw away his chopsticks, jumped up, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Protect the emperor."

This sound came suddenly and immediately attracted many people's surprised looks.

Everyone: "???"

He silently moved the plate in front of him slightly away to keep some distance from Zhang Jiahao.

We just happened to share a table and we don’t know this person at all!

Xu Yutian, who was not far away, obviously also heard Zhang Jiahao's voice.

After hesitating for a while, he finally gritted his teeth and walked forward quickly: "Chen Jin..."

"What do you want to do?"

Zhang Jiahao secretly grabbed his plate with one hand, not caring about the soup staining his hands. He leaned forward to block Chen Jin and pointed at Xu Yutian with his other hand, "Put down the plate in your hand."

"I don't want to do anything. You, you misunderstood."

Xu Yutian then realized that he was still holding a plate in his hand, and quickly put it on the table next to him. He said awkwardly, "I, I'm here to apologize to Chen Jin."

This statement came out.

Everyone looked at each other.

Even Chen Jin was stunned for a moment: "Apologize to me?"

He really couldn't figure out why Xu Yutian needed to apologize to him.

"After the game, I forgot to shake your hand. It really wasn't intentional. Sorry."

As he spoke, Xu Yutian took a half step back and bowed respectfully to Chen Jin.

"Ouch!"

Chen Jin quickly stood up and bowed back, "It's just a small matter, there's no need."

"As a professional athlete, whether you win or lose, shaking hands after the game is the most basic respect for your opponent."

At this point, Xu Yutian paused, his eyes dimmed, and he smiled bitterly, "Although I may not be able to continue playing in the future..."

“Why do you keep playing?”

Seeing that Xu Yutian had no ill intentions, Zhang Jiahao finally relaxed and asked, "Are you going back to inherit the family business?"

As far as he knows, there are many main players in the national table tennis team who come from well-off families.

If he fails to achieve success in table tennis, he will only be able to return home and inherit the billions of dollars in assets after retirement.

Originally, this was just a joke Zhang Jiahao made to ease the awkward atmosphere between them.

"My father is a construction worker and my mother works as a farmer in my hometown."

Xu Yutian lowered his eyelids, his tone as calm as a pool of stagnant water, "I also have a four-year-old brother, he is very cute, but he was diagnosed with polio last year..."

Zhang Jiahao was stunned.

Instantly, regret spread throughout my body like a cannonball hitting the waves of a pond.

I couldn't help but slap myself in the face.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

Zhang Jiahao's face was full of apologies.

"It's okay."

Xu Yutian forced a smile on his face.
"You're right. Before I came to participate in the trials this time, my father gave me an ultimatum. Maybe I will have no choice but to go back and inherit my parents' business."

"Either working as a bricklayer at a construction site, or farming in my hometown..."

Everyone listened quietly, all silent.

With Xu Yutian's current strength, he was selected by the coach from a provincial team full of top players and signed up for the national table tennis selection, which is enough to prove his talent and diligence in playing.

not to mention.

He also made it to the quarterfinals, and the young man has a promising future.

However, in life, many times, talent and hard work alone are not enough to hold on to what you love.

Compared with talent and diligence, reality is the biggest enemy of passion.

It was Anyang who spoke first, breaking the silence: "You played very well and made it to the quarterfinals. You are better than the rest of us."

"correct."

Ouyang Liangqin also said, "I am ranked 62nd, much worse than you, but I have decided that no matter what, I will fight again next year and leave no regrets."

"me too."

Qin Wenjie patted his chest and looked at Xu Yutian sincerely, "Your result in the quarterfinals is really good. Why don't you go back and have a good talk with your father? Maybe he will agree."

Several other people were also talking at the same time, trying to comfort Xu Yutian.

"I……"

Xu Yutian smiled bitterly in his heart.

As a son, how could he not know what kind of person his father is?
If I could convince him, why would I collapse on the spot after losing the game?

About to speak.

Suddenly Chen Jin said, "In fact, if you really like table tennis and want to continue playing, you don't have to shine in the professional arena. In the commercial arena, with your talent and level, you can still be the king."

"Business competition?"

Xu Yutian was stunned for a moment.

"As long as you still have your racket, if you have time, you can go play a points match with an open net."

Chen Jin said, "Not only can you maintain your level, but you will also get bonuses if you win the championship."

"Yes, yes, yes, godfather...ah, Brother Jin, this is a good suggestion."

Zhang Jiahao slapped his thigh and said, "Nowadays, many clubs and stadiums will hold points competitions. When Brother Jin and I didn't have money to eat hot pot, we often went to the low-level fried fish."

"The registration fee is twenty or thirty, and the first prize is eighty-one hundred, or even thousands."

“That’s how I saved up the money to buy my baseboard.”

As soon as the topic was opened, everyone started talking non-stop.

"Yes, yes, this is indeed the way to go. Being able to play basketball and get bonuses at the same time is simply the best of both worlds, killing two birds with one stone."

"Fuck, if I don't make it in the future, I'll also go to the points competition to fry fish."

"I heard that commercial players like Zhu Yi, Liu Jialiang, and Wei Shihao are often invited by clubs to play, and their appearance fees are shockingly high, starting at 10W for one game."

"Didn't Ocharov come to our place to play a commercial match before? I heard his appearance fee was 300,000 yuan."

"Master Chen Jin is right, brother. With your talent and level, even if you can't shine in the professional arena, you can still win in the commercial arena. All roads lead to Rome, so don't give up."

……

Everyone was talking at once, which made Xu Yutian very excited.

If you think about it carefully, this seems like... a solution!
All of a sudden.

It was as if a beam of light shone into my heart, and the haze was immediately swept away.

Looking at the warm and innocent faces in front of him, Xu Yutian was filled with gratitude. He sniffed and choked up a little: "Thank you, thank you... Thank you..."

"Brother, thank you is too formal."

Ouyang Liangqin put his arm around Xu Yutian's shoulders and said with a smile, "We are all brothers in Chen Jin's prisoner-of-war camp. If you have any difficulties in the future, just let me know."

"For example, the registration fee for the points race, we can help you with that."

Xu Yutian was slightly startled: "Master Chen Jin's prisoner-of-war camp?"

"It's all those who lost to Master Chen Jin in this selection."

Ouyang Liangqin patted his chest and said proudly, "I am a humble prisoner of war number two."

"I am Prisoner One."

Qin Wenjie raised his hand.

Not to be ashamed of, but to be proud of.

"Prisoner Three is here."

Chen Zihan looked calm. Although she was reluctant at first, she has gradually accepted it.

"I, I'm number four."

Anyang said weakly.

"And I."

Zhang Jiahao raised his hand high and said eagerly, "Reserve a spot for me. It will be useful sooner or later."

Everyone: "..."

Haven’t you started fighting yet?

Surrender now?
Chen Jin looked helpless about everyone's playfulness, but he was unable to stop them and could only hold his forehead and smile bitterly.

He said to Xu Yutian: "What prisoner-of-war camp? Don't listen to their nonsense."

The words were not finished.

Xu Yutian suddenly stood at attention: "Prisoner of War No. 5, come forward to report."

(End of this chapter)