Rebirth Tianyu Tianxiang [Badminton]

Mr. Zhong actually didn't care about Tang Xiaodong's men's singles match.

Xiao Yu and Zhan Xiang are facing a crucial battle in the second half of the eighth to four.

And a certain two games, which attracted the attention of fans, were cleverly arranged to be held at the same time!

The live broadcast advertising revenue that day really exceeded the [-] million yuan mark. Even considering the inhumane shrinkage rate of Korean won into RMB, such revenue is enough for the chairman of the Badminton Federation and the organizers of the tournament to secretly feel happy.

In the first two games of the quarter-finals, the seats for reporters on the sidelines were sparsely occupied, and they were not full; spectators in the stands often got up and walked around, taking advantage of the break between rounds, filling up snacks, and going to the bathroom.

The appetizers were not satisfying, and people secretly waited for the main course that was about to be served.

As soon as those two games were over, everyone on the field seemed to be refreshed, and the air pressure in the entire gymnasium suddenly became dignified.Ace is about to play, and the fiery air in the arena becomes heavy, and the thick water vapor that rushes into the nasal membrane is suffocating.

Silhouettes surged in the dark auditorium, slowly pushing towards the center of the venue.South Korean fans ready their inflatable sticks, their faces turned solemn, and their heads are eagerly greeted by their national idol.The banners they held were like clouds swaying in the dark night in the stands.

The CCTV reporter corps seized an excellent location on the sideline, and the deep barrel was aimed at the player channel.

The degree of attention paid by various media to the four quarter-finals between the front and rear feet is like a watershed, revealing the favorite candidates in everyone's minds.

The two courts in the middle of the arena are lined up side by side, covered with bright orange light.The next two quarter-finals will be played simultaneously on two venues.

Park Bong-joo/Luo Yu-ho VS Dutch Van Damme/Van Dijk!

Xiao Yu/Zhan Xiang VS British Carpenter/Smith!

In the passage from the locker room to the playing field, Koreans and Chinese walked side by side, and the pace and breathing of each other seemed to be secretly in rhythm.

The old acquaintances met again in a different place, there was no need for unnecessary greetings, the smoldering heat wave condensed into water droplets on Park Bong-joo's cold and serious cheeks, and he nodded to Xiao Yu expressionlessly.

The two of them reached out their right hands at the same time and held them. The uneven and rough thick skin calluses rubbed against each other's palms, creating a strange feeling of disharmony.

That is the sense of deterrence that the pressure penetrates the palm of the hand and overwhelms the heart. The chest is already full of gunpowder and flames of war!

The reporters adjusted the telephoto excitedly.Everyone thought that these two people would hug each other warmly and tell each other their old love about a can, but Park Fengzhu and Xiao Yu's palms were released at the same time, their waists seemed to be separated by an invisible barrier, and they passed by. .

Since that incident, the two have met in public, making it impossible for the following media to dig out any valuable content.Don't mention who will feed another can of water, the air exhaled by Park Fengzhu's mouth will not be contaminated by Xiao Yu's upper body.

"I want to see the real confrontation between the Chinese group and the Korean king." A blond reporter beside him said in a low voice.

"Fuck me too," responded his camera-carrying colleague.

"Do these two quarter-finals still need to be played? It's a waste of time, let these two pairs do it directly! We all need to resolve the feud that has been formed in a can of water!" The Malaysian reporter quarreled behind him.Their Malaysian pair has already been out, and this guy is just waiting to see the excitement.

"That can't be done, our people are still on the field, and we are not out yet!" Both the British reporter and the Dutch reporter turned their heads, aggrieved and dissatisfied, although they also vaguely expected some bloody scenes in their hearts.

The whistle sounded for the two games at the same time, and eight figures moved around on the two courts.

The lights on the ceiling of the arena blinked and blinked, casting brilliant brilliance.The polished and polished floor swayed with countless blurred lights and shadows with deep and shallow layers.

The king of South Korea stood in front of the net to serve, his waist upright like a bamboo pole, straight and knotted, and his style of play was both rigid and soft, pushing the Dutchman back step by step with his powerful aura.

The graceful stature of the Chinese team led to smooth footwork, and the control of the audience suppressed the British's three-axe offensive and frequently counterattacked.

On the court here, Park Bong-joo continuously rubbed and put short lines in front of the net, and the superb skills between his fingers forced the Dutchman to struggle to get through the net.And Luo Yuhao's killing and hanging combined with unpredictable changes, making it difficult for opponents to judge the ball's path and direction.

On the other side of the field, Xiao Yu made a sneak attack in front of the net, moving his fingers with his dexterous wrist, and drew a strange diagonal line along the opening of the net.Zhan Xiang's figure jumped out behind him, smashing through the turbulent air in front of him like a heat wave, slapping deadly!

The narrators speaking a variety of languages ​​on the studio, howled one after another, especially the loudest narrators from China and South Korea.

South Korean glasses brother: "Bong Zhu scored again with a light lob in front of the net, scoring!!!!!! Our national superstar easily and smoothly won the first game 21 to 15!!!!!!"

Big Mouth from China: "Xiao Yu's feint was successful again, and he made a false move to pick the space in the backcourt. He tricked Carpenter into a completely wrong direction, 21 to 16! The Chinese player won the first game!"

The South Korean glasses boy got off the saddle, stretched his neck, and peeked at the Chinese court unabashedly: "Our Chinese opponent just won the first game...but their score is 21 to 16, and the margin is better than ours. One point less for national idols! One point less for them!"

The Chinese big mouth brother squinted his eyes and secretly glanced at the position of the Korean: "Park Bong-joo and Luo Yu-ho of the South Korean team are worthy of being the world's number one super-class player in this event. They also won easily in the first game...but they won the first game. The time for one game was 12 minutes and 30 seconds, and although our Yuxiang team played an extra ball, it only took 12 minutes and 28 seconds to win the first game!"

In the second game, the continuation of bravery, gorgeous and smooth offensive, and overwhelming control of the net.

Exclamation and applause from the host audience came one after another.It not only includes the worship and praise of idol superstars from the heart, but also occasionally mixes the admiration and fear of facing Chinese opponents.The throne of the country for ten years was knocked on the waist by someone, and a naked threat ran across his eyes.

The players on the field concentrate on the game and have nothing else to do.

However, the audience and even all the audience sitting in front of the TV have already fallen into a state of restlessness and fantasy.If it is a game in front of you, you can't wait to just grab the remote control in your hand, knock out the Dutch and British on the screen in seconds, and then remotely control the Chinese and Korean opponents to fight face to face, what kind of sparks will hit the earth? Full of passion!

The fans in front of the TV were busy with two things, and the chat room fell into a heated discussion.

"Looking at Xiao Yu's ball, he made three consecutive shots from different angles in front of the net. Carpenter couldn't care less about his back! What will happen if Lao Pu catches this ball?"

"This shot is so exciting, even if Lao Pu is a god, he can't stop our Yuyu's net-killing weapon!"

"Upstairs, all the braggarts are inflating these days? Koreans are good at football, Park Bong-joo can get on all hands and feet, and keep his head and butt!"

"What is Korean football? The referee just put the whistle in his mouth, blowing all the Koreans' balls in and blowing out the opponent's balls. I see if they dare to blow like this in badminton!"

"What's the fuss upstairs? Whether we can handle it or not, we'll know when the final day comes!"

Regarding the two pairs of China and South Korea, who has the sharpest front hook technique and who has the most accurate backcourt hits? Fans can't argue for a while, but everyone agrees with the same point of view: Nine times out of ten, Zhuyu Tianwang's "sluggishness" before the World Championships was deliberate, and his strategic continuous retirement was to accumulate physical fitness and adjust his state for the World Championships!

In the end, Park Bong-joo forced the Dutchman to block the ball and go out of bounds with a quick flat draw. He scored the winning point and cleared the two bowls of Fan without any effort.Before he even had time to shake hands with his partner, he turned his head subconsciously, his gaze swept over the next field, and searched carpet-like.

If you say that Lao Pu didn't miss Xiao Yu in his heart, no one would believe it.

Xiao Yu kept picking high balls from the backcourt to lure Smith to jump up and attack, and before the opponent's jump and kill landed, he suddenly backhanded and dialed the gap in the net port.Smith sensed that the situation had changed the moment he landed, and rushed forward with his companions, almost spraining his ankle, and barely saved the ball, but was immediately intercepted by the backcourt.

Zhan Xiang waited on the sideline at the center line, and slashed with a sharp high pressure.

Also the last point!

Xiao Yu's lips showed a proud arc, his fists were clenched in front of him, his white joints were clenched, and the self-confidence gushing out of his whole body was clenched!He turned around and gave Zhan Xiang a high five.The two palms of the two were firmly clenched, and the two connected arms with white muscles twisted in the air with indescribable arc tension.

Xiao Yu suddenly remembered something at this moment, turned his head quickly, and looked at the Korean field, the "No.1" on the back of his head flashed into the field of view of the camera lens.

His eyes suddenly met Park Bong-joo's searching gaze, and the electric waves were entangled in the heat wave, making a sharp and piercing sound of "Zi Zi la la".

Two very typical oriental faces, two pairs of equally slender eyes, stared at each other silently with an almost solemn expression.

Beads of sweat condensed into clusters on Xiao Yu's eyelashes, and a certain distant figure suddenly became clear on the aperture of his pupils, protruding from the noisy background, and covered with a layer of fluffy gold.In his mind, that god-like insurmountable figure.

At that moment, there was no murderous intent on the field, and the vortex of air flowed smoothly all over the body, but in the silence, there was clearly a certain decisive atmosphere that made the heart beat and the breath stagnate on the eve of the battle!

"This is the murder caused by a can in the international badminton world!"

"Fight it, pinch it! Two enemies are against each other, kill—"

The two looked at each other for a split second, and their subtle and extreme expressions were frozen by the photographer with a telephoto lens, and became the focus of hype on the official website of the International Badminton Federation and major sports media that day, fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

In the photo, Park Bong Joo's eyes are as cold and tough as rocks, and the water on his cheeks has a bright metallic color under the lamp.

And Xiao Yu was turning his head back to look at Park Fengzhu, his eyes flickering between his thin eyebrows.His neck is slightly slender than that of ordinary people, and the back of his neck is twisted at a flexible angle. The ambition on his head is burning with breathtaking arrogance, and the lines of "No.1" are radiating in the lens, like snake letters. , Like tongues of fire!

A photographer used a wide-angle lens at the height of the stands to capture the situation on the two venues at that moment at the same time.

In the wide-angle and wide-format photo, a certain two people see each other with the sharpest eyes, separated by a mass of black and moving heads. The airflow around them shields the surrounding figures into a blurred and noisy background. Nothingness, only this pair of fateful opponents remained.

This photo later became one of the top ten classic shots in world sports that year.

The competition for men's doubles in the World Championships has entered a heated stage amidst rounds of media hype!

It's like reading a suspense novel. As the plot deepens, people concentrate on turning pages frame by frame, their eyes eagerly chasing the climax of the plot, their hearts are agitated because they are about to know the ending, and they are in a collective madness. Rhapsody!

The day after the quarter-finals, without a breather, the semi-finals kicked off.

The ratings of CCTV's live broadcast of the World Championships jumped to a new high on this day.Yu Xiang entered the semi-finals as the first place in the 4/4 district.Their opponents are precisely the Danish players Thomasson and Anderson who eliminated Tan Bing Chenghui in the 3/4 zone!

The Danes are here to turn things around.These two masters lost the final at the Danish Open three months ago, and were robbed of the gold medal by Chinese players. This time, they are in a brave state and reached the semi-finals, hoping to reverse the history of victory and defeat against Yuxiang.

And Xiao Yu and Zhan Xiang came to express their breath for their own people.Although Xiao Yu didn't mention this matter, he was really worried about Xiao Huihui's early exit. He could have reached the semi-finals but was eliminated in the first round. Not to mention the loss of ranking, only the prize money of the game, Huihui Hui earned 2 yuan less.This time, the two Danes were caught again!

Thomason and Anderson are tall.The two stood side by side in front of the net, completely blocking Xiao Yu's line of sight.The Nordic people still retain some signs of male animals in the cold zone. The arms, thighs and calves are covered with light golden curly hair. Under the strong light, the whole person seems to be covered with a layer of fluffy fur, which looks like two bears.

Looking over suddenly, I thought that Daningzi, who had remarried a kayak, had rolled back again.

Xiao Yu subconsciously blinked his eyelids twice and narrowed his eyes.

The bear-like opponent in front of him made him unable to see the end line in the distance. He closed his eyes slightly, and relying on his sense of angle and direction, the ball caught between his fingers shot instantly and bounced towards the Dane's backcourt!

The long-throw ball from the inside corner forced Thomason to turn around and quickly ran to the baseline. He twisted his psoas sideways and pulled the ball back in an awkward posture. Then Zhan Xiang threw the ball into the net and killed the ball to Thomason who was out of position. Sen, hit.

It is another classic coordination routine of Xiao Yu changing the line and Zhan Xiang lore.

"Xiao Yuzhanxiang took the lead in today's game. This first ball has roughly outlined Yuxiang's tactical thinking for today's semi-final!" Liu Qingsong took his time on the commentary stage and was quite confident.

Liu Dazui's pair of shining titanium alloy eyes once again pressed the right treasure.

To deal with the tall and powerful Nordic players, Du Lao's arrangement before the battle was exactly in line with Xiao Yu and Zhan Xiang's thinking about fighting the enemy. The six characters read, "Empty, cross, and chase"!

Look for gaps in the weak spots of the opponent's defense, and seek to cross between the opponent's tall stature!

5: 3!

8: 4!

11: 6!

With Liu Dazui's easy and comfortable commentary, the score of the Chinese team rose steadily.

Journalists from various countries watching the game from the sidelines tapped on the keyboard happily, and wrote the press release in advance that the Chinese team successfully entered the final as expected.The process of the game was virtualized from the mind, and the description was vivid and vivid. Just wait for the game to end, "snap", press the send button, and the manuscript will be sent out with a "swish".

Everyone expects Yu Xiang to win the game.

In fact, everyone is looking forward to Yuxiang's decisive battle against Zhuyu, the peak duel between the young badminton star who is full of vigor and aggressiveness in the small universe, and the domineering and old man who has stood firm in the tennis world for ten years!

How could Yu and Xiang fail to win this game?It will never, never allow, and never disappoint fans across the country.

Xiao Yu's long-line push ball passed Thomason's ears and shoulders, like a cannonball whose ray and angle had been measured, crossed a graceful arc, and bounced to the bottom line at the end of the court.

The ball landed, and the lineman standing behind the end line straightened up and opened his arms.

"Good shot!... Oh, it's a pity that the ball went out of bounds. It was originally a very beautiful straight-line crossing ball." Liu Dazui's tone was slightly regretful.

Xiao Yu silently took another look at the end line in the distance.Maybe I was too hasty and careless when I caught the opportunity, and I couldn't aim correctly?

Zhan Xiang flicked his ass with a racket behind him, chatting to comfort him, it was just an out-of-bounds ball.

However, this ball seemed to be the turning point of the game, and Xiangcao soon became unsteady!

Zhan Xiang slashed to the dead corner of the backcourt with a slash, and the ball fell into the small box at the junction of the sideline and the bottom line.The lineman on the other side of the field spread his arms and went out of bounds.

Xiangcao raised his eyebrows for a moment, out of bounds?

He turned his head sideways to think about the position where he smashed the ball, tapped the upper of his shoe with the racket, and relaxed habitually.

For the next ball, Zhan Xiang quickly found an opportunity, hit the sideline in a straight line, and severely hit the opponent's gap.The moment he landed from the air, out of the corner of his eye, he saw the lineman open his arms, and he even signaled him to go out of bounds again!

At the same time, at the absolute commanding height at the moment of vacating, Zhan Xiang could clearly see where his ball landed, it was clearly a good shot on the line!

Relying on the inertia of his falling body, he rushed to the net in a few steps, stood still, confronted the referee quietly with his eyes, and asked silently: Is the ball out of bounds?

The referee was expressionless, and gestured for the Dane to score and prepare to serve.

Zhan Xiang did not return to his position.

He put one arm on the net and forced a stop.

Xiangcao's two straight eyes seemed to be carved out with ice skates, with sharp edges and corners, and a cold light overflowed wherever he looked.He stared at the aloof referee, how dare you open your eyes and judge me out of bounds for this ball? !