Chapter 805: One Game Decides the Outcome

Netizens can't stand it anymore.

"I didn't watch it, and changed the channel, it's completely out of touch."

"Isn't Master Lin here? Master Lin slaps this guy quickly."

"Fan the wool, you think too much, this guy is a table tennis player, and Master Lin is not an athlete, what kind of fan should you use?"

"That's right, even if Master Lin beat this guy violently, what does that mean? It can only mean that we Chinese people can't afford to lose. At that time, we will be out of anger, but we will lose the face of the country."

"Damn it, what the hell is he still playing ball?"

"Can't we just look at this guy pretending to be presumptuous?"

...

For some viewers, they were looking forward to Master Lin's revenge, but now that they think about it, how impossible this is.

Master Lin doesn't know how to play table tennis, so how can he beat him up violently?

It's a little irritating just thinking about it.

Backstage.

Taichang Liu was sweating profusely and didn't know what to do.

At the same time, I regretted it too much. What did I think at the time, and why did I invite this Japanese over? If so many top athletes in the country don't invite them, they must invite this guy.

Now that something happened, they just pat their butts and leave, and the rest of the mess, isn't it all their own?

The staff asked cautiously: "Director, why don't you turn off the live broadcast?"

Master Liu, "Why is it closed? If it is closed, it will make people laugh, do you understand?"

"Then what should we do? The further you go down, the less you know what will happen? If this guy continues to talk, I'm afraid we will be scolded to death by the people at Shanghai Satellite TV tomorrow." The staff member hurriedly said, At the same time, there is another question that was not mentioned. If the people above feel uncomfortable, I am afraid that they will be reported and criticized. If they rectify it, it will be over.

Master Liu thought for a while, "I have no choice but to let the host quickly end the show."

Lin Fan sat on the guest seat, watching with a calm expression.

at first,

He was also very angry, but now he can face it calmly.

He wants to see how long this guy can dance for joy.

At this time, the host spoke.

"Now enter the next link, which is the live broadcast, high-level competitive competition, and then there will be a friendly match between the national second team Zhang Ziwen and Zhenping Yiming."

"At the Korean World Championships, Zhang Ziwen defeated the American player who was ranked tenth in the world at that time, and won the gold medal at that time. Now I invite Zhang Ziwen to take the stage."

There was thunderous applause.

At this time, a savior is urgently needed to come out and teach this guy a lesson.

Live platform.

"Is this Ziwen okay?"

"National second team, why not first team athletes, I'll go, if the national first team athletes, this guy will definitely be wiped out."

"Zhang Ziwen is very strong. Although he debuted not long ago, he is very strong. He won the first place in the Korean World Championships, and he also won the third place in the World World Championships. Although he is now a member of the second team, he is very strong. It should not be underestimated, and this Shinpei will definitely be taught a good lesson."

"Actually, I don't think so. Although Kazumei Shinpei is arrogant, he is very strong. He is much stronger than those Japanese players in previous years. Moreover, Kazumei Shinpei's coach is Su Jing, who used to be the coach of the national women's team."

"Fuck, is that the one who married into Japan and changed his nationality?"

"If that's the case, it's really amazing. Then Su Jing was very strong before. She often won the championship in world competitions. It's true that Ping Yiming is so strong. It turned out that she taught it. I'm sick, what a pitfall gone."

Zhang Ziwen came onto the stage, nodded to the host, and then fixed his gaze on Shinpei Yiming.

He heard everything backstage, and the anger in his heart couldn't be extinguished. He didn't expect a Japanese player to be so arrogant after just winning one game, and he didn't take everyone seriously.

He wants to teach this guy a lesson.

Although there is a lot of pressure, he is not afraid. He has been adjusting his state in the background.

Although he is a member of the second team, even if he is in the first team, his strength is no weaker than other players.

Shinpei Yiming looked at Zhang Ziwen with a smile on his face.

It's just that this smile is a kind of contempt, he doesn't take Zhang Ziwen seriously at all.

In fact, Master Liu invited Zhang Ziwen here, and at the same time arranged this competition on the show, just to destroy this guy's prestige.

However, he also bears a lot of pressure. If he loses, it will be really cheating.

The host didn't want Shinpei Kazuming to talk nonsense, so he started the game immediately.

Now a victory is needed to appease everyone's hearts.

If you still lose, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Come on." The host whispered as he passed by Zhang Ziwen.

Zhang Ziwen nodded, took a deep breath, moved his body, and then directly threw the ball to Shinpei Yiming, "The visitor is a visitor, you kick off."

Shinpei Yiming smiled. He has already figured out the habits of playing for the Chinese national team.

Her coach had already passed on these experiences to him, and even told him some bad habits of the national team.

This is knowing yourself and the enemy, and winning every battle.

Although the Ziwen in front of him is very strong, he has the confidence to win the opponent.

As for the pressure on him, Xu Song was the only one. Of course, he would not admit this, because winning is winning.

Whether or not he has a relapse of an old injury.

At this moment, Kazumei Shinpei was ready, slightly tossing the ball, the movement was very subtle, and a reverse spin came directly. This is very common in regular games, but it also depends on the strength of the server.

And this kind of ball is easy to get points. Sometimes, just serve a ball and get points.

Zhang Ziwen's nerves were tense. When the opponent served the ball, he had already seen it, and then hit back fiercely.

Clap!

A crisp voice came from the stage.

Everyone is holding their breath, looking forward to winning.

The on-site competition was very fierce, and Zhang Ziwen can be said to have shown all his strength.

With a violent jerk, Kazumei Shinpei didn't catch it and fell through the air.

Uproar!

Everyone stood up excitedly.

Zhang Ziwen clenched his fists to cheer himself up.

Studio.

"Haha, you have been taught a lesson."

"Zhang Ziwen is amazing, this shot is handsome."

"Fight well, let this little Japanese know how powerful we are, and dare to pretend to be compared, it is simply courting death."

Kazuki Shinpei looked at the host, "How many rounds is the game?"

The host originally wanted to say, three out of five rounds, but after thinking about the fact that there are too many restless factors, he opened his mouth and said.

"One game determines the outcome."

"Okay." Kazuming Shinpei smiled, and then served.

Just when everyone was expecting it, things suddenly went wrong.

Zhang Ziwen's face turned serious, he found that Shinpei Yiming's serving action had undergone a great change, completely different from before.

A few back and forth.

Zhang Ziwen didn't react and lost a goal.

Now the audience is silent.

So fast.