World Champion Pretending to Be a Passerby, Beaten by Me at the Age of Sixteen

Wang Mingkang is the coach of the Cangzhou City Table Tennis Team and concurrently the director of the City Table Tennis Association.

Twenty years ago, he served in the National Second Team.

He is a serious national first-level athlete.

On weekdays, be kind.

You can get along with the players on the team.

My favorite is to discover talents and support younger generations.

In recent years, Cangzhou City has sent a lot of fresh blood to the provincial team.

A few have already achieved some results.

Work harder in the future and it won't be difficult to hit the National Youth Team.

For Su Zhe, a genius boy who suddenly entered the city team, Wang Mingkang has been secretly paying attention.

Especially that time, after Su Zhe swept the entire city team, he immediately drafted an application and sent it to the province on the same day.

That place in the provincial team trials was won by Wang Mingkang for Su Zhe.

In his opinion, this is nothing like going through the back door.

Chollima often has it, but Bole doesn't often have it.

He just raised a hand to put a teenager with unlimited potential on a larger stage.

Don't count the effort, don't ask for return.

Table tennis is a sport Wang Mingkang loves and is willing to devote his life to.

Old athletes like him sincerely hope to see Long Guo become a sports power.

Geniuses come forth in large numbers, and a hundred flowers bloom.

Over the past 40 years, Wang Mingkang has seen a genius like a crucian carp.

But there is nothing comparable to Su Zhe!

Wang Mingkang rarely scans forums online.

He saw the video shared by someone in his circle of friends.

World champion Zhang Yuan was brutally abused by a teenager, which is shocking enough.

When he saw that the young man turned out to be Su Zhe, Wang Mingkang was dumbfounded and speechless for a long while.

His first reaction was that he couldn't believe it.

But the video is here, and facts speak louder than words.

After regaining his senses, Wang Mingkang immediately turned out the registration information of the team members and found Su Zhe's home address.

Riding non-stop on his beloved 28-bike, went straight to Hongjiang Community.

At the gate of the dilapidated community.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, lit a cigarette and took a hard sip.

Perceiving a person near him, Wang Mingkang couldn't help turning his head and glanced at the gate of the community in a daze.

Thus, there was the previous scene.

His eyes widened, half of a cigarette slipped from the corner of his mouth...

...

"You are?"

Wang Mingkang's hand tremblingly pointed at the flat-headed man wearing a polo shirt beside him.

The latter also looked over in surprise, his lips moved slightly.

At the gate of the community, two middle-aged men stared at each other in a daze.

A few seconds later.

The flat-headed man said uncertainly, "Wow?"

Wang Mingkang also tentatively asked, "Liu has a big head?"

The next moment.

The two laughed at the same time.

"It's really you!! Haven't seen you in nearly 20 years, you're still the same!!" Wang Mingkang held the bicycle with one hand, and hammered the flat-headed man's chest with his fist in the other.

The flat-headed man opposite him is Liu Zhenliang, the head coach of national table tennis who drove more than 300 kilometers from the capital!

"Years are like gaps!" Liu Zhenliang also sighed.

Wang Mingkang smiled and said: "Just arrived in Cangzhou? Why didn't I tell my old friends, I'll pick you up at night!!"

Liu Zhenliang shook his head, "I have something important this time. I have to go back to Beijing tonight, and there will be an important game tomorrow."

"Yes." Wang Mingkang nodded and sighed with emotion, "You are now the head of Guoping. There must be a lot of trouble."

"Don't talk about it, I'm here this time to find someone... His name is Su Zhe, he is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, don't you know if you know him?" Liu Zhenliang asked.

"Su Zhe?? Of course I knew him. He is a member of our city team!!" Wang Mingkang was slightly startled, and immediately understood what he said with a smile: "It seems that you have also seen that video...this time it is Came here to find him?"

"Your city team?!" Liu Zhenliang showed a violent look on his face, helplessly said: "Such a good seed, you have discovered the feelings long ago..."

When Wang Mingkang heard what Liu Zhenliang was saying, he couldn't help but waved his hand in angrily: "Go! I know what you think, is Wang Mingkang the kind of person who deliberately suppresses geniuses? I don't know how this kid is. Great, he was planning to let him go to the provincial team to participate in the trials..."

"The provincial team? Shouldn't the provincial team bury geniuses?!" Liu Zhenliang asked in surprise.

"Ahem..." Wang Mingkang was choked and coughed twice.

Then he said speechlessly: "Take it away! The geniuses belong to your national team. Will our small city team and the provincial team dare to compete?!"

Liu Zhenliang was not embarrassed when Wang Mingkang pierced his own words face to face, but laughed loudly.

"Then it's settled! I will give you a file from the Provincial Table Tennis Association tomorrow to retrieve the young man's file—"

"Su Zhe's file is not in the provincial team yet!"

"Isn't he going to save the team?"

"That's a trial match, it hasn't started yet!"

"The world champions were all blocked, and I participated in a fart trial!!" Liu Zhenliang couldn't help but explode.

"Special matters, if it weren't for the national team to be able to transfer people directly from the city team, I wouldn't bother to be so troublesome."

"I'll call Director Qiu of the Provincial Table Tennis Association later, and the trials will be exempted. Let that... be called Su Zhe, right? Let Su Zhe go through the field in the provincial team and directly recruit the second national team!"

Hearing Liu Zhenliang's firm words, Wang Mingkang's face showed a touch of surprise.

He originally thought that Su Zhe could enter the National Youth Team.

Unexpectedly, Liu Zhenliang was so optimistic about Su Zhe, and the door of the National Second Team was easily opened to him.

If it is not for the national first team to have a medal at the national level, he suspects that Liu Zhenliang might transfer Su Zhe directly to the national first team!

"Tsk tusk." Wang Mingkang sighed, "Su Zhe, this kid, can be regarded as one step to the sky. I am afraid that in the first half of the year, he will be able to see him in the national first team."

"Half a year?" Liu Zhenliang glanced at Wang Mingkang and shook his head: "Half a year is too long, I can't wait. He comes to the second national team, and there will be a national table tennis championship next month. I haven't reported the list yet... If it goes well, At the end of the championship, I will transfer him to the first team!!!"

"Hey." Wang Mingkang gasped.

With a wry smile, he said: "You are still the same as before, you are impatient."

"Quick knife to cut the mess, I don't like ink when I do things." Liu Zhenliang patted Wang Mingkang on the shoulder and smiled: "Okay, let's solve Su Zhe first, and I have time to invite you to drink in the future!!"

Looking at the red clouds shining in the sky, Wang Mingkang nodded, "Let's go, he should be at home at this time."

Six buildings, one unit, 101.

Under Wang Mingkang's leadership, Liu Zhenliang quickly came to the door of Su Zhe's house.

Boom boom boom!

Since the building has been around for many years, and there is no doorbell on the door, Wang Mingkang had to knock with his hand.

After a while, footsteps came from inside.

"Why is it so late today—"

The door creaked open, and a man of nearly 40 years old, medium build, square face and pink apron appeared in the vision of Wang Mingkang and Liu Zhenliang.

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