The top table tennis team

Chapter 222 Drawing Results

"What a guy who only cares about the opposite sex but has no humanity." After being released, Peter coughed a few times, then stared at him with his big resentful eyes, like a grudge woman.

"Didn't we agree not to mention this matter? It was you who insisted on bringing it up."

"Okay, let's not talk about it. By the way, how did you recognize me?" Peter believed that his disguise skills were not inferior to those of the top masters. This guy could actually see his true identity. It was indeed not simple.

"We have been good friends for many years. Even if you are good at disguise, your eyes and small movements can't deceive people." He was standing in front of the car, and when he saw Liang Zeyang, he subconsciously bent his head and walked closer to take a look. Who else could have had mischief in his eyes except him?

I had doubted many of this guy's identities, but the only thing I had never doubted was that he was an athlete, and a top Italian one at that.

Italy's top team, wait, as if he had thought of something, Liang Zeyang's eyes were full of disbelief, "You approached me because I was an athlete from country Z."

Guessing this possibility, Liang Zeyang looked at his good friend of many years in shock and suspicion.

I felt uncomfortable being looked at by Liang Zeyang. When I saw the hurt look in his eyes, my heart ached. I hurriedly explained, "I didn't approach you on purpose because you are an athlete."

"We hit it off right away. I admire you very much, so I started dating you. Think about it, since we met, have I ever asked you to teach me any skills?"

Although his motives in approaching Liang Zeyang were indeed impure, it was definitely not to steal his skills.

After hearing Peter's sincere explanation, Liang Zeyang finally dispelled his doubts and changed the subject, "I don't care what your real purpose is. If you want our friendship to last, don't do anything that is detrimental to the Chinese team."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you in the face of national justice." They both represent different countries, and it is not convenient for them to meet at this critical moment.

"I get it, I get it, brother, your point is very boring. If one day you stand on the opposite side of my country and I really abandon you, I will be sad for a long time. But when it comes to you, I am like a piece of rag that can be discarded by you at will."

When Peter said this, his facial expression was like that of a wounded puppy, as pitiful as it could be.

Seeing him like this, Liang Zeyang felt embarrassed to continue. In fact, he had always suspected that everything changed after he met Peter, as if with divine help.

Seeing his identity today, I was even more shocked. Is he really just an angel sent to him by God out of pity for him?

Looking at Peter, who still had a childish temper, Liang Zeyang fell into deep doubt.

Chu Shaoqin came in from outside carrying steamed dumplings. Ying Sha was still leaning over the computer, watching the competition videos of athletes from various countries attentively.

"Tsk," she was scalded by something hot and came to her senses, seeing Chu Shaoqin with a wicked smile on his face.

"Stop looking at it, eat first, otherwise your face will become thinner due to hunger and I won't let you go." Her face was his favorite place to check in, and this benefit only he could have.

Ying Sha wanted to say something, but seeing the sincerity in Chu Shaoqin's eyes, she felt embarrassed to talk back. She had a problem: she would respond to soft words but not hard ones.

She opened the dumplings he bought and looked at him with a smile, "I didn't expect that I could buy Chinese food in this place." Before, when she went to other countries to compete, if she wanted to eat Chinese food, she had to run far to find a Chinatown.

Seeing her eating happily, Chu Shaoqin lowered his head and smiled. He had specially ordered the chef to make this, and there was only one copy.

"Shasha, do you believe we will win this time?" Seeing her eating happily, Chu Shaoqin couldn't help but say what was hidden in his heart.

"Yes, I believe it." He ate a steamed bun in one bite and nodded without hesitation while chewing.

"Well, as long as you believe it," he stared at Ying Sha and hesitated for a long time. Then he stood up and transferred the recorded things to the computer, and then pressed the play button.

The conversation between the two people in the video can be clearly heard in the room: "After the matter is accomplished, I will destroy all the information for you." The conversation between Mizutani Jun and Bu Xianjing was presented to Ying Sha in detail.

His two big eyes were wide open, and his mouth was full from taking a bite of the bun. He was so surprised that he forgot to chew.

Looking at her expression, Chu Shaoqin was amused. He now wanted to spend the rest of his life with Ying Sha and wanted to solve many things with her. This was the beginning of mutual trust between husband and wife.

The draw results came out quickly the next day.

Surprisingly, both table tennis players of the Chinese team were assigned to the lower half, and Japan's talented girl Hayata Miu was assigned to the lower half.

This means that the China-Japan showdown, to a large extent, will once again unfold in the final.

Xing Linghui looked at the result of the draw and fell into deep thought for a moment. Suddenly, a voice in her ear interrupted her thoughts, "I never thought that the two of us would have to decide the winner in the upper half."

Bu Xianjing took her things and the lottery number plate and walked to Xing Linghui with a smile on her face, but upon closer inspection, she was not very happy.

"Sister Xianjing, why did you want to play table tennis?" Xing Linghui and Bu Xianjing were very familiar with each other, but the two had never really talked to each other.

At this time, a few people walked by in twos and threes. Bu Xianjing didn't expect that she would ask this question. For a moment, she was a little dazed. Why was she playing table tennis?

Was it really just because table tennis could bring her the fame and money she wanted, or was it because on the school playground that year, a thin young man swung the racket vigorously, he was unrestrained and carefree, as if he was a god looking down on the world.

The little girl, whose life was originally bleak, replicated the boy's life bit by bit in order to follow in his footsteps.

"Of course it's because I like you," Bu Xianjing smiled at Xing Linghui, her face full of gentleness and tenderness.

"Then see you on the court," Xing Linghui looked at Bu Xianjing for a few seconds, then turned around and wanted to leave.

"Are you okay with your injury?" Bu Xianjing's voice sounded again behind her, seeming to be concerned, but Xing Linghui felt a chill. When they were fighting, Bu Xianjing's moves hit her old wounds, and the look in her eyes that seemed to wish her death was like a malignant tumor growing in her heart.

"Okay, thank you Sister Xianjing for your concern." After saying that, she stopped looking at her and turned to walk towards the training room. Her next match was against a new young player from India. Although he was not well-known, he should not be underestimated.

As the competition progressed, several internationally renowned players attracted attention from all over the world. On the men's table tennis side, the new dark horse player Tang Bo also made his mark this time.

比赛采取1/32，16/1，1/8，1/4等形式的赛制，卜娴静的第一场比赛被分配给和一个不知名的欧洲小国家对打。

The result is naturally an easy win.