People in Tokyo, the world is clear

no way.

If you don't run away quickly, you will reach the upper limit of a certain threshold.

When the time comes, I might have to ask for help again...hmm.

Having had experience before, Lin Sen decided to avoid repeating the same mistake.

Chapter 49: Birds Never Lose Their Wings

Ito Nishika is a girl who keeps her word.

This has always been Lin Sen’s impression.

Facts also prove that the inherent concepts have not been broken.

After changing her shoes and leaving the house, Miss Ito completely restrained her unruly and mischievous behavior.

With his hands behind his back and a calm expression, he took half a step away from Yu Linsen, maintaining a distance of half a meter.

It's a completely polite and restrained attitude.

It was impossible to imagine that the girl had just fallen onto the bed in the bedroom, her cheeks flushed. She looked at me with a smile, her eyes hazy, and she was completely defenseless, while boldly saying something that would test one's composure.

Ms. Ito had a really great time.

At the same time, for some reason, seeing the girl return to her somewhat overly calm attitude, Lin Sen also fell into a complicated state.

Of course, I breathed a sigh of relief and my bad physical condition eased.

But at the same time, not only was there some unexpected disappointment, but I was also looking forward to the next phase of switching forms.

It seems that it has been led astray a little.

Fortunately, I got out in time.

At this moment, get a chance to breathe.

Although the sudden dullness in their attitudes towards each other seemed a deliberate overreaction, it was still better than the previous heated one.

At least, that's how Lin Sen judged it.

As I passed the corridor, I turned my head and saw a door that was slightly open.

Blue pupils.

Their friends, who were concerned about the two of them, were watching them closely.

Lin Sen nodded to her, and Miss Ito, who also noticed something, returned the gesture with a reassuring look.

The gesture of "we are working hard to repair the relationship" made the frightened wild dog feel a little more at ease.

"Clap."

When the door closed, Lin Sen turned his head and glanced to his side.

"Can you tell me roughly what Kurosawa and you talked about just now?"

"If you want to know, why didn't you ask at home just now?"

The girl's tone was deliberately indifferent, which was strange and interesting.

She deliberately omitted the subject in her words to create an atmosphere of "unintimate" when she was outside.

Judging from the faint curve at the corners of his mouth, he was obviously enjoying it.

She lowered her voice:

"But even then, it wasn't easy to get me to talk about these things. You'll need to be sincere."

"That's it, that's all."

Afterwards, the two people who went downstairs maintained a dull social distance.

There was hardly any small talk. When we got on the bus, we just sat side by side in the back seat, swaying as the bus bumped along.

Even when the young man turned his head to look out the window, he found that the girl was doing the same thing as him, apparently deliberately avoiding eye contact.

So Lin Sen felt even stranger - for some reason, he even missed the somewhat excessive enthusiasm he had just felt in his house.

Fortunately, I had strong self-control and was able to keep a calm mind, without letting my emotions show on the surface.

So much so that when the visit to the table tennis club was made as planned, no obvious abnormalities were noticed.

"Isn't that disrupting Coach Watanabe's training schedule?"

"How did this happen... eh?"

In the table tennis hall, Watanabe Toshiaki, who was still being polite, looked at the short-haired girl who ran to the side first to choose a position and was a little confused.

But soon, his face turned stern, and he started a conversation with the young man who looked a little lost.

"Xiao Lin, do you still remember the technical move you named last time?"

"Twist and pull?"

"That's right. After we parted that day, I studied this unknown technology carefully."

"What was the result?"

Taking a deep breath, Lin Sen suppressed the inexplicable impetuous emotions that had arisen due to Miss Ito's departure, and glanced at the figure in the distance who was training with the female assistant coach.

The food at the youth training base is pretty good.

After not seeing her for a while, I noticed that the tomboy had gotten much healthier. Perhaps it was due to her diligent exercise; at first glance, she no longer looked that obviously thin.

When Miss Ito was brought into the gym, Xiao Niwa, who spotted Lin Sen the first time, wanted to drop her racket and rush over - unfortunately, she was stopped by Assistant Coach Sato who had been staring at her.

For now, the girl had no choice but to suppress her anxiety and continue practicing.

At this time, I am following the instructions and working hard to practice my ability to find the ball with small steps.

As for her grip, she still sticks to the straight racket that she is most proficient in and is currently popular.

"So, the problem lies precisely in the grip." The middle-aged coach scratched his head. "I've recently met with a few old friends to discuss the feasibility of this twisting and pulling movement."

Veteran table tennis players have played for many years and are most capable of feeling the value of technological innovation.

This action, which still seems trendy at the moment, has generally received positive reviews.

But with it comes equal doubts.

After all, the effectiveness of new technology in actual combat has yet to be verified. For top-ranked players in Japan, and indeed globally, expecting them to hastily implement technological changes is not easy, at least not idealistic.

The only way is probably for a top player to emerge and use new technologies to shatter the pride of all the masters - as recorded in the history of table tennis in another life.

Lin Sen and Coach Watanabe can certainly imagine such a future - Niwa Yuzuru fought his way up from youth training, conquered the Japanese table tennis world, became a national athlete with his unique style and leading technology, represented the country in competitions, made a name for himself, and from then on reached the pinnacle of his athletic career.

But after wiping his drool, the coach tripped over the first step of the stairs.

"Even though she's trying hard, the twisting and pulling movement seems only suitable for the less mainstream horizontal board here," Watanabe Toshiaki said, chin clenched. "Niwa's technique is pretty much set, and I don't really want her to start from scratch and switch to horizontal board... At her age, it's really too late."

"How can I discuss this issue with professional table tennis players?" Lin Sen complained.

"Xiao Lin is no ordinary person. I can sense that you have an understanding of table tennis theory."

"Like this?"

However, some common theories of later generations, when applied to the present day, do have their own distinct characteristics. Just like explaining L'Hôpital's rule in the early days of calculus, it always sounded like a kind of advanced beauty.

I have no choice but to choose my words carefully and give some insights that won't be wrong.

"Horizontal blades are indeed more suitable for the full display of twisting and pulling movements. This is because the angles and forces can be more extreme than with straight blades. However, if twisting and pulling movements were integrated into the current straight blade system, they would probably only serve as a sneaky trick or a icing on the cake offensive means, but rarely become a decisive skill."

"Xiao Lin also discovered this."

Watanabe Toshiaki's eyes lit up.

Once you have a common language, the chatterbox is like a dam valve that releases water.

What followed was a series of statements.

What's more, the current standard ball is fast and light, so it is difficult to consistently create a winning shot by twisting and pulling the ball.

Twisting and pulling movements take a long time to accumulate power, so once the opponent is prepared, it is easy to see the intention and adjust the response.

What else, in a fast confrontation situation, there is little chance of twisting or pulling.

It seemed like this veteran table tennis player had definitely been seriously studying this technique. Perhaps he'd even tested it with several colleagues.

Lin Sen was also considered as a subject of discussion in the professional field, and the topics discussed were very profound.

In today's world, if you don't have a profound knowledge of table tennis, you will definitely not be able to respond to his words.

Fortunately, Lin Sen's soul comes from another more advanced world and has a theoretical foundation that is much richer than the current one.

Standing on the shoulders of giants, you can naturally return beautifully.

Just a few words can make the eyes of the coach who claims to have been in the industry for many years ring:

"Does a straight blade have a twist? ...from pursuing explosive power to heavy variation?"

"What? You can hit a backspin ball by twisting and pulling? How is that possible?"

"Straight grip, then rub the ball slightly below the left middle...why is that like a storyteller?"

"No, no, no, this must be verified."

As astonished as a 19th-century science fiction fan reading The Three-Body Problem, Watanabe Toshiaki immediately pulled Lin Sen to the ping-pong table, stopped the training, and asked him to talk to the girl properly.

The young man, who was forced to do something, was helpless and had to try hard to recall the competition scene of a certain Chef Ma in his previous life, and tried to explain some details of the movements to Xiao Niwa.

"Niwa."

"Senior Kobayashi, I've been missing you a little lately."

"Me too. But, can we catch up a little later?"

"Ah."

"Let me tell you about the backspin I imagine with a straight blade..."

From theory to practical operation, he immediately fell from a capable bluffer to an amateur-level half-baked person, with no idea at all.

The kids probably can't replicate it, right? After all, my own explanation is pretty superficial...

"..."

"What?"

Five minutes later, the stunned middle-aged and young people watched the girl's initial prototype of the long-range backspin with a straight racket, speechless for a long time.

Did you really do it?

Find the key points from the almost nonsensical description, then fill in the blanks in your own mind, and finally complete the practice...ah?

Where did this freak come from?

However, the person who completed the technological innovation that was incredible in contemporary times did not show any excitement at all. He just muttered a few words calmly and mentioned that his offensive methods had become more varied.

His calm attitude was met with noisy and slightly excited exclamations from the side.

The voices of other children overlapped:

"Yuzuru-san...you're amazing!"

"It's really a backspin! How did you do that?"

Children are obviously particularly fond of this and are completely fascinated by the tomboy's cool temperament.

The youth team members, freed from training, gathered on the sidelines, clapping sporadically with twinkling eyes. It seemed that in the time they hadn't been together, Niwa had already transformed these girls, who were on average a few years younger than her, into serious little fans.

Yuzuru Niwa didn't care about these compliments at all - he just turned his head and stared at Lin Sen's face.

As if expecting something.

"That's amazing, Niwa."

After receiving this compliment, the girl's face brightened up.

A feeling of relief and pride that was almost like "I didn't let you down" also surged in my body.

But his face soon fell again, and he was pulled to the front of the stage with a pursed mouth by Ms. Sato. She picked a team member who excitedly raised his hand and volunteered to be his opponent, and continued to train him in basic skills.

The obvious fact is that today, girls have become the treasures of the team.

Yin Yie will receive the most training resources, but she will also have a heavier burden on her shoulders - as a latecomer, she has too many basic shortcomings that need to be addressed.