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Liu Xing explained clearly and in detail, continuing, "The warm-up in the morning is very important. It not only allows us to quickly get into form, but also significantly reduces the risk of injury during training. Then we move on to ball training, where we respond and handle different types of balls, which is very beneficial for on-the-spot response during matches."
Zhang Min interjected with a cheerful laugh, "For players like me who play doubles, we also need to practice specific doubles techniques, such as flat drives and how to quickly make judgments and movements during the transition between offense and defense, maintaining seamless coordination."
Liu Xing Then added, "That's right, the key to winning in doubles is the tacit understanding and cooperation. As for singles training, it focuses more on individual shot design, control, and how to consistently organize attacks to force opponents to make mistakes."
Lin Fei Listening to these details, he remained calm inside, having already experienced similar high-intensity and professional training within his family. This kind of explanation was just a confirmation of the training level of the team he was about to join. He nodded, his eyes revealing a desire for the upcoming challenge.
Lin Fei nodded. His inner peace was as calm as water, and these training contents were both familiar and necessary for him. From the descriptions of Liu Xing and Zhang Min, he could feel the professionalism and rigor of the team training, which filled him with anticipation for the upcoming badminton life. In his view, every baptism of sweat is a step towards the peak, and he is ready to climb with one footprint at a time.
Liu Xing changed the subject and mentioned the national selection competition. His eyes revealed an undeniable tension and anticipation. "By the way, during this time, we will adjust the training plan according to the needs of the national selection competition. You will see that there may be more simulated combat matches and tactical training tailored to the opponents."
When talking about past achievements, Liu Xing's expression turned somewhat dim, as if recalling a painful past. "Our team almost made it to the national competition. Last year was really close. But these past few years, we've been stuck at the regional level and haven't progressed further."
Zhang Min, who usually wears a cynical expression, also became serious. He firmly patted Liu Xing's shoulder and said, "We've all experienced those days of defeat. This year, we have new hope. Lin Fei's joining might be the key to our breakthrough."
Lin Fei sees his responsibility and the possibility of pushing his limits in the expectations of his teammates. The National Selection Tournament is not just a competition for Lin Fei; it is an opportunity to prove himself and to once again etch the family name, which once trembled in the badminton world, into memory.
He has long been aware of the National Selection Tournament and the recent failures of the Fenggu High School badminton team. Moving to Fenggu City and joining the badminton team were not coincidences. From the moment he decided to pick up the badminton racket, Lin Fei had already painted this series of scenes in his mind. He needs this competition, just as every swing and hit is aimed at achieving a goal - to stand at the highest point of the podium and to regain the opportunity that will once again make his family proud.
In the noisy shop, Lin Fei's heart was unusually calm. His gaze was firm, as if he had already traversed the tunnel of time and seen his own figure dancing on the court. Lin Fei knew that the road ahead was full of challenges, but this was exactly what he desired - to surpass limitations and become a true champion through relentless effort.
The laughter and noise in the hotpot restaurant did not disturb Lin Fei's thoughts. There was only one voice in his heart, repeating constantly: "Train hard, become the strongest, achieve success." This was not just a promise to himself, but also a commitment to the team, to his late father, and to the entire badminton world.
The cool night breeze accompanied the satisfaction of digesting the excessive food and drink just consumed. The bustle of the Xiao Ding Hot Pot gradually faded away as the door closed. Li Wei, Zheng You, and Chen Yong stood at the entrance as if returning from a feast like Roman gladiators, their hands caressing their bulging bellies like spoils of war, each displaying post-battle fatigue and contentment.
Zhang Min stood to the side, a playful curve in the corner of her eye, a slight smile on her lips as she teasingly looked at the three of them. "I told you not to eat too much! But thanks to you, I now understand what 'a full man does not know what a hungry man feels' means!" The three men wanted to make a sharp comeback, but their bellies full of hot pot acted as a heavy defensive fortification, blocking their words.
At the end of the lights, everyone disperses like musical notes on a staff, leaving one by one to return to their own life rhythms. Beside Lin Fei, as the steps and time pass, only Liu Xing is left. The two walk side by side through the hustle and bustle of the city, finally arriving at a dim alley.
Next to the alley, the dim yellow street lamps attempt to break the darkness, but only futilely elongate the shadows of the two. When they reach a fork in the road, Liu Xing stops, turns around, and waves to Lin Fei, "Had a great dinner tonight, see you later!" His tone is light, but it reveals a hint of reluctance to part.
Lin Fei nodded, with a slight smile on his lips, and responded with "See you later." Then, Liu Xing's figure dissolved into the night like a wisp of smoke, leaving Lin Fei alone to continue walking in the quiet alley, until his figure was also swallowed by the darkness.
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