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On the other hand, Liu Bin, who had slunk back to the provincial capital, immediately dialed the phone number of Wang Dehai, the head coach of the provincial team, as soon as he got back to his dormitory.

He embellished and twisted the truth, tearfully recounting his experiences in Blue Ocean City.

In his description, Fan Zhengyang became a disrespectful, arrogant, and sycophantic villain who used crooked methods and illegal techniques to gain popularity. He himself became a "loyal minister" who was framed by the villain and endured humiliation.

"President Wang! You have to do me justice!" Liu Bin pleaded tearfully, "This kind of player is morally corrupt and violates technical rules. He absolutely cannot be allowed into the provincial team! Otherwise, he will be a disgrace to the entire Blue Country table tennis team!"

After listening to the phone call, Wang Dehai remained silent for a long time.

Liu Bin was overjoyed, thinking that the head coach believed him.

He was about to add fuel to the fire when he heard Wang Dehai's tired yet suppressed anger coming from the other end of the phone.

"Liu Bin."

"Hey! Instructor Wang, please speak!"

"Right now, open your social media app and see what's trending at number one."

"Huh?" Liu Bin was taken aback, not understanding why, but still turned on the holographic projection as instructed.

The next second, a huge, bold, bright red headline pierced his eyes—

[#Shocking! Provincial team coach brutally defeated by 17-year-old prodigy!#] (Breaking News)

With trembling hands, he clicked on the video, the one he least wanted to recall—the one of his public execution—which was spreading like wildfire across the internet with hundreds of millions of views!

The comment section below the video has completely exploded.

"Holy crap! Who is this kid? He's so damn handsome! Is that serve some kind of magic trick?"

"That's hilarious! That so-called provincial team coach got beaten up like an idiot, and then he still wanted to fight back?"

"Support the young man! That's the kind of show-off we should be dealing with! Let him know what it means to have hidden talents among ordinary people!"

"I'm a fan now! From today onwards, I'm a Fan Shen fan! I want all of Fan Shen's information!"

Looking at the overwhelming comments, Liu Bin felt a wave of dizziness and almost fainted on the spot.

Finished!

It's all over!

He not only became a laughing stock across the country, but was also heavily criticized by netizens for his bullying of the weak and his inability to accept defeat.

Just then, Wang Dehai's cold voice came through the phone.

"Did you see that?"

"Wang...Wang Jiao, I...I..." Liu Bin's voice was trembling.

"Liu Bin, how many years have you been with me?"

"Five...five years..."

"It's been five years. I always thought you just liked to take advantage of others, but I never imagined you were such a despicable person who twists the truth and lies endlessly!" Wang Dehai's voice was filled with disappointment. "I watched the video. The young man spoke logically and with evidence from beginning to end, while you, on the other hand, made a complete fool of yourself and disgraced our provincial team!"

"No! Instructor Wang! Let me explain! It's that kid..."

"Enough!" Wang Dehai roared, interrupting him. "I will report this matter truthfully to the leadership. I suggest you report to the logistics department starting tomorrow. We can't afford to support a 'god-like' like you!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Hearing the busy tone from the terminal, Liu Bin slumped to the ground, his face ashen.

He knew that his professional career was completely over.

……

Blue Ocean City.

In Zhou Zhenhua's office, the atmosphere was the complete opposite of Liu Bin's despair.

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Zhou Zhenhua was happily scrolling through the online comments, watching netizens tear Liu Bin to shreds, venting all the words he wanted to say but dared not. He felt refreshed and relaxed.

Just then, his personal terminal suddenly rang with a custom ringtone.

Upon seeing the caller ID, Zhou Zhenhua immediately jumped up from his chair, quickly tidied his appearance, and then respectfully answered the phone.

"Hello, Coach Wang...?"

"Old Zhou!" came Wang Dehai's hearty, excited laughter from the other end of the phone.

"Hey! Head Coach, what are your instructions?" Zhou Zhenhua asked, flattered.

"It's not an instruction! I'm here to apologize!" Wang Dehai said with a smile. "That idiot I sent down caused you trouble! I've already dealt with him!"

"No trouble at all!" Zhou Zhenhua said with a smile.

"Hahaha, Lao Zhou, you're not being honest!" Wang Dehai's tone suddenly changed, becoming incredibly excited. "You've been hiding such a treasure from me! If this hadn't blown up like this today, I'd still be completely in the dark!"

"Baby?" Zhou Zhenhua asked knowingly.

"Still playing dumb with me!" Wang Dehai laughed and scolded, "It's that kid named Fan Zhengyang! I watched the video! My God! What kind of divine serve was that? And that backhand flick, that forehand smash! This... this guy is simply a born champion!"

"Old Zhou, listen up!" Wang Dehai's tone became more serious and earnest than ever before.

"I want this Fan Zhengyang!"

"I don't care what method you use, get him to the provincial team right now! No, I'll send a car to pick him up myself! No, no, no, I'll go myself!"

"Tell that kid he doesn't need to participate in any selection trials! He can go straight into the first team!"

Hearing the almost incoherent, excited voice of the provincial team's head coach on the other end of the phone, Zhou Zhenhua was moved to tears.

He knew that in their Blue Ocean City, following Xia Shuisheng ten years ago, a true dragon was finally about to emerge!

When Zhou Zhenhua hung up the call with Wang Dehai, the head coach of the provincial team, he felt lightheaded, as if he were walking on clouds.

Zhou Zhenhua has been a coach for half his life and has seen many talented young players come and go, but he has never seen any promising talent that could make the usually composed head coach Wang Dehai lose his composure to such an extent!

He knew that this time, he had truly unearthed a peerless gem that was enough to change the landscape of table tennis in China!

"Ahem!"

Zhou Zhenhua cleared his throat, tried to pull back his wide grin, and adopted the dignified demeanor befitting a head coach as he walked into the training hall.

"What are you all doing? Huh? No more training? You all have so much energy, was today's training too light? Should we add another ten thousand forehands?"

Upon hearing the words "extra practice," the previously noisy team members instantly scattered like birds and beasts, each sprinting back to their own table tennis table at top speed, as obedient as children in kindergarten waiting for a red flower.

The crisp, rhythmic sound of hitting the ball filled the training hall once again.

"You, come with me for a moment." Zhou Zhenhua beckoned to Fan Zhengyang in the crowd.

Fan Zhengyang followed Zhou Zhenhua to the VIP training room filled with cutting-edge technology once again.

"sit."

Zhou Zhenhua's attitude was even more friendly than last time.

He personally poured Fan Zhengyang a glass of water, his smile the kind of gratified satisfaction an old father feels when looking at his son-in-law.

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