Wu You Lan, on the other hand, was elated. "Brother Lin, you are really amazing!"
Lin Fan waved her away with a calm demeanor. "It's alright. My opponent wasn't any good anyway."
For Wu You Lan, she simply adored Brother Lin too much. She definitely would have watched the program the previous night.
As one of Lin Fan's most loyal fans, she definitely had to watch the program. At the start, she was seething with rage, seeing that the Japanese competitor was just so cocky. After seeing Brother Lin thrash him, her heart was filled with joy.
Fraud Tian looked at Lin Fan suspiciously. The more he looked at him, the less he understood him. This brat was just too strong, it was almost insanity.
At the same time, he admired him for doing what he did on the program. The Japanese competitor was just too arrogant.
Lin Fan opened his Weibo to find that a few netizens asked Lin Fan to play table tennis professionally. This caused him to feel a little helpless, and so he replied.
"My fellow people, please stop teasing me. If I were to play table tennis professionally, I would bag all the gold medals, and the sport wouldn't be fun anymore. Forget it."
Countless netizens almost vomited blood after seeing Lin Fan's reply.
"Damn, I just realized that we can't ever praise him, otherwise he'll just become too cocky."
"If it were anyone else other than him who was cocky, they would have been brought down by us. However, this is Master Lin we are talking about, so I concede."
"Master Lin, well played. Consider my your forever loyal brain dead fan from now on."
Lin Fan chuckled after seeing all those comments. Thereafter, he closed his Weibo. His table tennis thing was just to add flavor to his life and he wasn't going to take it seriously.
At that moment.
His phone rang.
"Who on earth is calling me?" Lin Fan asked suspiciously. Recently, he had been getting a lot of calls from unknown numbers.
"Hello, who is this?"
"Hello, Master Lin. I am Cui Guo Bin, you know who I am right?" the person who was talking over the phone had a friendly tone, and his voice was lively.
He turned to the member who was next to him, making it clear to him that Master Lin definitely knew who he was.
He asked Master Lin if he knew who he was so he could let his members know that he was someone that was well known.
Lin Fan was stunned after he heard what the person over the phone asked. He absolutely didn't know who the other person over the phone was. It was awkward when other people knew who he was personally but he didn't know who they were.
He wasn't someone that would let other people feel awkward.
"Oh, oh…" Lin Fan stammered. "You're that guy, that… who came…"
Jeering!
Laughter could be heard over the other end of the phone, and the people were going crazy.
Lin Fan sounded a little awkward, "I'm sorry, who are you?"
Cui Guo Bin felt a little hurt. He thought that he was someone that was rather famous, so how did Master Lin not know who he was?
"Master Lin, I am the coach of the table tennis national team, and this is a little awkward."
"Oh, yeah I remember you. Sorry about that just now, I couldn't recall your name for a moment, Coach Cui," Lin Fan said, sounding a little awkward and apologetic over the line.
On the other side of the phone.
"Haha, how embarrassing Brother Cui."
"Didn't I already say? Master Lin surely wouldn't know who you are."
"All to one side," Cui Guo Bin said, thereafter in a friendly tone, talked into the phone.
"Master Lin, I really want to thank you for what happened yesterday. You really redeemed our situation."
"No problem. We are all Chinese nationals. We shouldn't let a Japanese person step all over our pride, no matter who," Lin Fan chuckled.
"Yes, that is absolutely correct. I also want to thank you on behalf of Xu Song. His performance in the Asia Table Tennis Competition hasn't been good due to his old injury. The stress on him was immense and it hasn't been easy on him after the defeat, but thanks to you, you solved the problem."
For them, it was indeed a really stressful period.
Table tennis was the national sport and they couldn't afford to lose.
Although it wasn't explicitly stated, all the members knew that a loss was almost unforgivable.
Every time when the competition came, the members of the national squad would be extremely stressed.
It was especially so for the Asia Table Tennis competition. The competition was held in the nation and the stress was even higher.
Lin Fan chuckled, "Coach Cui, this is something that I should do as a Chinese citizen. How is Xu Song's injury?'
"Eh, it's manageable. It's an old injury, so it's probably untreatable," Cui Guo Bin said.
"How about this; if you guys have the time, you should bring Xu Song over to Shanghai. I can assess his injury and maybe cure it," Lin Fan said.
At this moment, Cui Guo Bin's tone became even more excited, "Right, Master Lin. You are the godly doctor as well. It wouldn't be much trouble for you if you personally see him, would it?"
"What trouble? Don't even think about it. My location is on Cloud Street, when you guys arrive, just give me a call," Lin Fan said.
For the people in the national team, Lin Fan was someone that was friendly and humble. He was unlike most athletes who only cared about getting a high salary and looked for model girlfriends.
"Great. Some of my members here are just itching to pit their skills against you too, but I hope that you'll go easy on them."
"Sure thing, sure thing. Rest assured, I'll go easy on them."
"HA HA!"
After talking for a while more, both of them hung up.
The national team.
"Master Lin is really friendly!"
"That's for sure. If you paid attention to the news, Master Lin has actually done a lot more good things, and he usually does them voluntarily without getting paid. He likes to poke his nose into things a lot. Remember the case about the foreign workers who didn't get paid? If it weren't for Mater Lin, those foreign workers would have had it bad."
"I've seen that case before, but I didn't really pay any attention to it. It looks like Master Lin is a good person."
"Alright, you guys better buck up in your training. When we go to Shanghai, you guys are going to pit your skills against Master Lin and learn from him," Cui Guo Bin said.
"What about you, Brother Cui?"
Cui Guo Bin blinked, "I… I am not sure where I stand against him."
The crowd all started laughing. They had analyzed Master Lin's playing style.
There was only one verdict.
He wasn't human.
There was no way to play against him.
In a random food street in Shanghai.
A foreigner was carrying his luggage bag as he looked around. He was a Frenchman, and he was a food critic working for Michelin Company. His mission was to look for delicious food in Shanghai.
Shanghai's Michelin Guidebook was in the process of being created, and he was looking around for good food.
He had searched for a long time but nothing in Shanghai had satisfied his taste buds.
For a food establishment to earn Michelin Stars, they had to meet a very strict set of criteria which was almost impossible to meet.
However, despite his futile search thus far, he was still full of hope. With a city like Shanghai, he looked forward to eating everything, from snacks to gourmet food.
The only thing was that everything that he had tried so far had left him disappointed.
None of them could meet his expectations.
In terms of food, none of the places that he had tried could meet his level of expectation.