After resigning, I was pestered by my ex-boss crying bitterly

Chapter 593

quadrennial olympics

"The following is the latest news about the Olympic Games. Our country's player Qin Shaofeng has successfully reached the final by guarding the upper half of the zone alone. Another Chinese player, Zhang Cheng, is alone in the lower half and successfully joined Qin Shaofeng in the final. The gold medal is in the bag. Let's watch the live interview."

Zhang Cheng appeared on the screen, and Zhang Cheng was still full of confidence.

As a rookie, he entered the final in his first Olympic Games, so he was naturally full of confidence.

"Tomorrow is the final, will you be nervous about the final with your senior brother?"

"I'm definitely not as nervous as outside. If you're playing against your own team, it doesn't matter who wins the championship." Zhang Cheng smiled calmly.

"Want this champion?"

"Of course I want to. Who doesn't want to be a champion? Let's give it a go tomorrow. I hope that I can perform to a high level. That's enough." Zhang Cheng waved away from the interview area with a smile on his face.

On the other hand, Qin Shaofeng, when he walked out from the inside, his face was solemn, which was quite different from Zhang Cheng's state.

Four years ago, Qin Shaofeng was the same as Zhang Cheng, a young player with a piece of fresh meat. Today, four years later, he can be called a veteran.

"Qin Shaofeng, please tell everyone."

Qin Shaofeng waved his hand and refused the interview.

The reporter didn't force it, "Our Qin Shaofeng also entered the final four years ago, but unfortunately lost to his senior brother at that time. Whether he can break through his demons this year and defeat his juniors, we will wait and see."

Various analyzes have been carried out on the Internet about this duel.

"Qin Shaofeng can't win, he is the second child in a thousand years."

"Just don't report any hope at all. Looking at the three major competitions in this cycle, Qin Shaofeng has never won the finals at all, and they are all runners-up."

"Zhang Cheng is in good shape this year, but Qin Shaofeng is in trouble."

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"It's so annoying!" Lan Xingruo threw the phone aside, "They are all badmouthing the little lunatic."

Lan Xingruo and Sheng Jingyi flew here specially to cheer Qin Shaofeng up.

They got their wish and watched Qin Shaofeng reach the final.

Unexpectedly, people would support Zhang Cheng overwhelmingly.

"Look at the records of this cycle. Zhang Cheng and Xiao Feng have played against each other 27 times, and Xiao Feng has won 20 times."

Lan Xingruo immediately cheered up, "That means Zhang Cheng couldn't beat him at all."

"But these [-] times were all domestic games, some were single round robin games within the team, some were practice games within the team, and the seven times he lost were all international games. Only Xiaofeng lost last year Four times, all lost in the final."

The smile on Lan Xingruo's face disappeared immediately.

"The record of past matches can't represent anything. I still believe that the little lunatic can win."

Sheng Jingyi didn't speak.

In the Olympic Village, Qin Shaofeng sat in the dormitory.

Zhang Cheng came back and patted him on the shoulder, "Brother, what color uniform are you wearing for the final tomorrow? Let's not collide."

"I'm wearing...red."

Zhang Cheng was holding a red team uniform in his hand. Qin Shaofeng didn't see it. He kept his head lowered.

Hearing Qin Shaofeng's words, Zhang Cheng smiled, "Okay, then I'll wear black, it's the same anyway."

As Zhang Cheng said, he put down the red uniform and changed into a black one.

"Brother, don't be nervous tomorrow, we are all in the same team anyway, and whoever wins the championship is in our national team anyway."

Qin Shaofeng chuckled lightly.

Zhang Cheng didn't say anything more, "I'm going out for a stroll, are you going?"

"I'm not going, you go."

"Okay, then I'll go by myself." Zhang Cheng went out humming a little song.

It seemed that the gold medal was already his.

Of course he has this confidence, because in the past four years, Qin Shaofeng has never won in the finals.

It will be the same tomorrow.

Qin Shaofeng is undoubtedly the strongest member of the national team now, with the most comprehensive technical and tactical skills.

If it wasn't for the finals, no one could beat him, but once it was the finals, even if the opponents were the same, he would lose.

No one can help.

People on the team scolded him, coaxed him, and even suspended him to give him a day off, but it was all to no avail.

"Can I win?" Qin Shaofeng kept asking himself in his mind.

"Zhang Cheng seems to have won."

Qin Shaofeng's head was in turmoil, "I won't win, I will lose every final in four years."

"Why am I so worthless, why do I lose every time! Can't I win once?"

The sound of knocking on the door disturbed Qin Shaofeng's thoughts.

"Come in." Qin Shaofeng responded.

It was his head coach. The head coach talked to him a lot, but it was a pity that Qin Shaofeng wasn't thinking about it, so he didn't listen to a single word.

When the head coach left, he shook his head and said, "It's over. I'm afraid I'm going to lose again this time."

In the past few years, he almost knew whether he could win or not just by looking at Qin Shaofeng's eyes.

There was another knock on the door.

Qin Shaofeng responded mechanically, and the person who walked in this time was Sheng Yiluo.

"Go out for a walk?"

Sheng Yiluo followed the table tennis team as an assistant coach in order to provide psychological counseling for the players.

The two people walked in the square, Qin Shaofeng still said nothing.

"Why don't you speak?" Qin Shaofeng asked back.

She is a psychological counselor, so shouldn't this be the time for her to speak.

Even Qin Shaofeng knew what she was looking for at this time.

Sheng Yiluo suddenly laughed, "When I open my mouth, you will know what I am going to say. I have said too many things to you. To be honest, I don't know what to say."

Qin Shaofeng lowered his head. As his psychological counselor, Sheng Yiluo really said too much.

It's a pity that with Sheng Yiluo working so hard, Qin Shaofeng is still hard to get a championship.

"I'm sorry to say that." Qin Shaofeng smiled naively.

"No, you are sorry for yourself, you are not sorry for anyone."

Qin Shaofeng raised his eyes and met Sheng Yiluo's eyes.

"Training is something you do down-to-earth. In order to practice your unique way of serving, you practice until your knees accumulate water. In order to strengthen your physical fitness, you practice until you vomit. When you change your technique, you practice until your hands and feet cramp. These are all your self-made."

Qin Shaofeng stopped in his tracks, "Unfortunately, it's useless."

Because he couldn't win the championship, he could only train desperately, hoping that he could be strong enough to win the championship through ability even if he had demons.

It's a pity that it still doesn't work.

"Why is it useless? You have never lost outside the station, and you can defend half of the zone alone every time. Without you, the national team does not know how many championships it will lose."

Qin Shaofeng drooped his head and didn't speak a word.

How many times, Qin Shaofeng made wedding clothes for others.

"What happened to the millennium number two? What happened to the runner-up? They are all strong, and they are all obtained by defeating countless people."