Rebirth Tianyu Tianxiang [Badminton]

In the second game, the previous haze was swept away, and Yu Xiang's counterattack momentum made the opponent at a loss, and quickly equalized the game.

A quarter of an hour ago, the webcast room was filled with mourning, but at this moment, jubilation broke out, and instant speeches popped out of the message box one by one, overflowing with a happy atmosphere.

Afterwards, Zhuge Liang fired their guns one after another: "I knew it, I knew it, Feather and Xiangxiang will definitely win this game!"

"The historical record of the Yuxiang team against European and American players is 23 wins and 2 losses. This is an overwhelming advantage! European players have too rough a job, and they are not our opponents at all. History is enough to predict the future!"

In the post bar, there are senior Taoists who have studied the relationship between the outcome of the competition through Xiao Yu's birthday horoscope.Xiao Yu's five elements belong to gold, and gold can restrain wood!

"Thomasson and Anderson add up to six trees, feathers can kill them!"

Afterwards, someone retorted sinisterly: "You can just talk about it, the landlord. It takes time to calculate the birth date. Do you know when Xiaoyu's mother gave birth to her son?"

"The landlord is so ridiculous that he uses the attribute of the birthday to correspond to the attribute of the name!"

"Didn't you upstairs discover a magical rule? Yuxiang's opponent on the court today is 'Six Trees', and the Japanese players Sasaki and Kobayashi they defeated in the first round are 'Three Trees'!"

The people on the whole post bar looked up at the host in a gloomy way: "How many trees are the pair of Englishmen Carpenter and Smith yesterday?"

The host frantically flipped through the dictionary and howled excitedly: "That guy Carpenter is not a tree, but 'Carpenter' is a 'carpenter', he is a carpenter! In any case, Yuxiang will win!!!!"

Whether the Englishman Carpenter who was shoveled yesterday is a carpenter or whether Xiao Yu is really Jin Kemu is actually not important. The fans just want to find any way to vent their enthusiasm and expectations.

Everyone is eagerly looking forward to this decisive battle in Seoul, Yuxiang will win!

Thomason and Anderson are the best doubles players in Europe.

The two are tall and strong, but their cheeks are as thin as a knife. From the brow bone to the eyelids to the forehead and lips, there is a layer of light golden dense hair, light blue blood vessels emerge from the white skin, and blue eyes. The color gradually settles due to tension.

The two boys got together to practice doubles in high school.At that time, one delivered food to a hot dog shop, and the other worked as a waiter in a bar. The money saved from odd jobs was used to buy rackets, hire coaches, participate in badminton training camps across Europe, and plan to fight against the Asian army.

Generations of young people in Europe, unable to withstand the temptation of professionalism, have devoted themselves to football, basketball, tennis, billiards and even extreme sports, which are more lucrative. The very few who finally choose to fight on the badminton court are sincere. A football fanatic who is obsessed with the sport.

The score in the third game was stalemate, just like the rackets held by Thomason and Xiao Yu in their respective hands, the two metal poles were cracked and almost entangled with each other through a thin layer of net.

When the game reached its peak, the two players in front of the net each had a net foul with no technical demeanor.

The deciding game was too exhausting, Xiao Yu didn't control the strength of his sliding steps, rubbing the ball and rubbing himself into the net, wrapped like a white cocoon with fluttering wings.And Thomason once culled too hard, weighing 170 kilograms, almost fell down with the net and the uprights.

Xiao Yu narrowed his sweaty eyes slightly, looking for a gap between the two blurred figures of the opponent.

Thomason's eyes were wide open, nervously watching Xiao Yu's every move.Xiao Yu's entry information indicated that he was 22 years old, but in the eyes of the nine-headed Danes, the pocket-sized Chinese boy was like a 14 or 15-year-old boy, two circles younger than a mature Nordic woman, with a big brain, The body is weak, like an onion growing from a thin stalk!

The ghostly onion winked at Zhan Xiang at this time: Assault!

Xiao Yu's gaze had just turned around, and within half a second, Xiangcao responded to Commander Yu's divine command with a short forehand smash.

This chasing ball was sharp and tricky, and Anderson's shoulder holding the racket was immediately hit.He raised his hand to catch the ball and nearly sprained his shoulder.

A smug expression appeared on Xiao Yu's lips.The battalion commander's wife is really obedient, she really looks like a soldier, she doesn't make much publicity on the court, she just plays ball with her head down, and always remembers the eight characters: execute the order and complete the task!

The few linemen behind the bottom line at both ends stood for a long time with their hands waving, doing nothing. Even if he wanted to help the Danes, Zhan Xiang firmly refused to give them a chance to show off.

He hit Thomason's waist with one ball, and another ball hit Anderson's face.

Anderson swung his racket to save the ball, almost hitting his own cheek.

That little ball made a "Puchi" sound, and it hit his forehead impartially!

Anderson followed the path of the ball with his gaze, his eyes aligned with the location of the bullet on his forehead, he staggered back under his feet, sat down on his buttocks, and rolled back with a gurgling sound.

The crisp laughter and applause from the stands filled the venue like a reward of silver.

"Good shot! It's wonderful! The opponents are neither exhausted nor busy this time. They were scared to death by Xiao Yu and Zhan Xiang's chasing ball!" Liu Qingsong couldn't help laughing in the commentary channel.

Yu Xiang scored 11 points in the deciding game, leading the exchange of venues.

The Korean audience in the audience woke up like a dream and began to cheer for the Danes, but it was too late.

13: 9!

15: 10!

19: 12!

Amid Liu Dazui's passionate howls, the victory was like the red sun at dawn, slowly surfacing, and the court was covered with golden light.

Powerful European and American players are most afraid of the Chinese's weird and tricky shots. Thomason and Anderson stand like two tall and straight trees in front of the net.The two dodge left and right, block left and right, and their footwork gradually becomes embarrassing, but the Chinese boy's ball is like a ghost's upper body, lingering on them, always poking at unexpected embarrassing parts of them.

Xiao Yu quickly draws flat in front of the net, pretending to hook diagonally and change lines between rounds.When the ball fell on his waist, he suddenly exerted force!The racket in his hand is like a bowstring full of tension, bouncing the ball towards the opponent's backcourt!

The three line runners behind the baseline suddenly regained their spirits, their six eyes wide open chasing the floating ball, the ball was still floating in the air, and those arms were already eager to open, like a big bird pouncing on food.

Thomason and Anderson frantically returned to the bottom line, and both lost their positions in desperation!

The arc of Xiao Yu's high and long ball is extremely strange, hovering at the critical point above the baseline, and falling obliquely.

Is the ball out of bounds?

Not out of bounds?

Out of bounds?

Did the fucking ball go out of bounds? !

The Dane hesitated at that moment and almost collapsed.

They hesitate more than whether the ball is actually out of bounds.In fact, they were even more confused about whether the group of line judges behind them were going to close their eyes and continue to directly judge the ball out of bounds.

The lineman who did not play cards according to common sense forced the Danes into confusion.The ball swayed with the wind and fell to a place only one foot away from the white line. Anderson's nerve string hanging on the cliff finally couldn't stretch.He swung the racket hard and drew the ball back!

The moment his racket touched the ball, the lineman behind him suddenly raised his arm in a state of shofar wind!

Liu Qingsong howled on the commentary stage: "The ball hasn't landed yet, the lineman has already raised his hand! But... But Anderson has already caught the ball first, so the game continues!"

Before Liu Dazui finished his sentence, Xiao Yu and Zhan Xiang rushed to the net at the same time.

Just as Xiao Yu was about to stretch out his racket to catch the ball, a whirlwind hit him from the corner of his eye, he subconsciously stopped the shot, and Zhan Xiang's arm pulled out a sharp downstroke, roaring and smashing the ball into the gap that the Dane couldn't make up for!

"Strike!" Xiao Yu yelled for the first time in this game, for Xiangcao's last roaring smash.If he hadn't dodged just now, the roaring little Xiangzi would have bumped the racket with him.

"21 to 12! The deciding game was won 21 to 12!"

Liu Qingsong quickly tidied up his tie and suit skirts, looked down upon his colleagues from various countries with triumphant eyes on the commentary stage, and tried his best to suppress his excited and high-pitched voice: "Friends in the audience, in this 10-minute In the semi-finals, Chinese players Xiao Yu and Zhan Xiang, ranked fourth in the world, finally defeated the Danish team ranked eighth with a total score of 2 to 1, and entered the final of the men's doubles event of this World Championship!!!”

Zhan Xiang ended the game with his own smash, and the resentment of being besieged and bullied by the lineman earlier was wiped away.

He suddenly turned around and pulled Xiao Yu into his arms, and embraced his little boyfriend with a posture and strength that could not be resisted.

Because of this embrace, the sweat on the foreheads and necks of the two blended silently, winding along the slightly convex carotid arteries and converging into a stream, flowing over their respective ups and downs and beating chests.

Xiao Yu gave him a doting look from his chest, and muttered in a low voice: "Brother Xiang, you're taking my place, you're showing off! The last ball should be mine!"

Zhan Xiang didn't answer, facing the cameras in all directions, his chin was raised at a very proud angle, but the corner of his mouth inadvertently showed a proud and shameless smile, flattered.The last goal was a triumphant one, and the kill was straightforward and joyful. One goal smashed the masks of the linemen on the opposite side who had worked hard for an hour and a half, and let out a bad breath.

Little Feather, you little rascal, you are all mine, so what if the second master grabs a ball from you!

Mr. Zhong got up comfortably and gave high-fives to the two favorite generals under his command.

The World Championships are no better than the series of sub-stations of the International Badminton Federation that Chinese people can't remember the time, place and content.The World Championships have medal-winning targets.

Yu Xiang, ranked fourth in the world, won five games in a row and finally reached the final, which has successfully completed the task.These five games must be won. If you can't complete the strategic goals deployed by the leaders of the General Administration and the fans across the country, even if you two are impotent, Xiangzi Yu, you have to finish the target of firing five bombs in a row before going on!

The CCTV reporter team was so excited that they blocked the entrance of the player's tunnel. Xiao Yu and the extended arms clapped hands one by one, and gave Liu Qingsong a thumbs up in admiration: Dude, the explanation is really good and awesome!

Two hours later, in another semi-final, the King of South Korea eliminated his opponent 2-0.

China and South Korea's two-on-one pair really met everyone's expectations at the final juncture of the knockout round.No matter what the final result is, this is the first time in the past ten years that a Chinese player has entered the men's doubles championship and runner-up finals of the World Championships, representing the highest level of the world badminton doubles event!

After coping with the reporter's follow-up visits, listening to the coaching staff's tactical arrangements for the finals, and enjoying massage and relaxing physiotherapy in Luo's doctor's room, all the elites of the team's medical team took turns to battle. Lights out time.

Xiao Yu locked the door, pulled Zhan Xiang's waistband, and slowly pulled him closer to him: "Brother Xiang, did you change your ball pants? Didn't they stick together today?"

Zhan Xiang snorted, and slowly glanced at Xiao Yu with sticky eyes.

"Let me see..." Xiao Yu stretched out the trousers around Xiang's waist.

Zhan Xiang pulled him away to dodge, and the two of them punched and kicked each other for a few rounds, Zhan Xiang still gave in half the move, but Xiao Yu succeeded.

Zhan's father airdropped the underwear delivered by courier. The underwear has a special sweat-absorbing inner layer and is wrapped comfortably.

Xiao Yu saw a beautiful and full curve protruding from the middle of Xiangcao's boxer pants, like a bird spreading its wings to fly, its fluffy and soft body trembling, revealing a delicate and attractive clump from under the pure white cotton cloth. Flesh pink.

The nerve endings in the capillaries of the eyeballs burst out suddenly, and Xiao Yu's eye sockets couldn't hold the weight of the two eyeballs that were rapidly congested, and they were about to leak out.The two hung on the wall in the posture of entangled tree vines, kissing fiercely with their lips and tongues, and exchanging saliva.

The decisive battle is about to start, and the body is extremely exhausted, but the nerves are completely relaxed.

The task indicators assigned by the team have been completed, no matter what the "last bomb" tomorrow is, we will do our best.Whether it is physical strength or strength, there is no need to reserve the slightest bit.

Hugging together, every level of the body is like being pulled out of the tendons, hanging down loosely, attaching one's own weight to each other's shoulders without reservation, and supporting each other by the wall with a big "human" shape .

Xiao Yu stretched his fingers down, gently rubbing the softest part of Zhan Xiang's body, caressing quietly and tenderly.He is not only good at flipping poached eggs in a small frying pan, he is also quite good at rubbing eggs, but Xiao Xiangzi is usually used to eating the main course directly on the table, so he has a quick foreplay and has not tasted it carefully.

Gently fiddled with his fingers, Zhan Xiang suddenly tightened in his palm, followed by a convulsive tremor.

A certain place in that set of objects couldn't help Xiao Yu fiddled with it twice, and it swelled into red in the cramped space of the underwear; the blue veins were bursting out, like the embossed lines on the bronze utensils.The rest of the place was getting softer and softer, and it was slippery and greasy in the palm of his hand.

"I hate it..." Xiao Yu looked down, caressing the hardest and softest places in circles, muttering in his mouth.

"What's annoying..." Zhan Xiang's voice became deeper and deeper, and the sharp eyes that were seen in front of outsiders turned into a puddle of soft water that could not resist.

"You're so good-looking, hooking up with people, it's really annoying!" Xiao Yu grinned and showed a ferocious canine tooth. Ever since the first round of the competition, Xiangcao kept pulling his underpants, and he couldn't bear it anymore.

Xiao Yu found that the flat-inch military hairstyle was more suitable for Xiangcao than the previous hairstyle.The most concise and neat shape, on the contrary, highlights the smooth and perfect angle of this person's cheeks and chin.Without the cover of hair tips, the facial features are more intense and profound, and the side lines of the bridge of the nose and lips are as beautiful as the gods in ancient Greek sculptures.

At this moment, the seemingly perfect god was burying his head in his neck and panting.The transparent pleasure passed from Xiao Yu's fingertips to Zhan Xiang's body, climbed up the tailbone along the most secret skin folds, jumped up between the buttocks, and went straight to the top of the head!

Zhan Xiang leaned against Xiao Yu as if he couldn't stand up, his spine was so stimulated by repeated electric shocks that he lost his strength, and the moan of being coquettish and shameless came out of his throat, as if his 20-year-old had been taken away all of a sudden.

Xiao Yu couldn't help being startled by that humming sound. If Xiao Xiangzi suddenly had a twitch one day, and woke up next to his pillow, Xiang's wife was reborn as a five-year-old kid, who would he cry with? go!

"Honey, you're so good today..."

"Well……"

"Honey, have you been wronged on the field today? Come on, let me hug you for a while..."

Before Xiao Yu finished speaking, the person in his arms let out a long-suppressed roar from his ribcage.

Zhan Xiang suddenly grabbed one of Xiao Yu's legs, pushing his hard crotch to his lower abdomen, showing the ferocity of a male beast when he threw down his prey.

It seems that you are really wronged, why does it seem like you have been holding back for a long time?

Xiao Yu couldn't stand still, and staggered back into the corner with one foot on the ground.

His coat and underwear were thrown from Zhan Xiang's shoulders like a goddess, and fell all over the ground, not even socks left, stripped like a bare onion tube.

The stiff things between the two crotches were held together by Zhan Xiang.The sticky, hot and sweaty chests squeezed together, and the rough palm lines rubbed against Xiao Yu's most fragile soft edges, causing him to gasp in pain.The pain immediately turned into a series of tormenting pleasures, small and small, continuous.

Xiao Yu tilted his slender neck back, his silky eyes caught Zhan Xiang's sight, and there were small checkerboard-shaped muscles stretched out from his abdomen, all of which were delicate and seductive.

Zhan Xiang pressed his hips against Xiao Yu's lower abdomen, his fingers gradually accelerated the rhythm, the electric current was at the critical point, and the tide suddenly jumped over the embankment.The lower body joined together and moved wildly. The intense pleasure spread out one after another from the shock source, shooting each other all over the body, and the aftermath of the vent lingered in the heart.

The bodies of the two people joined together and supported each other, as if they were one person.You will not be afraid of the difficult and dangerous tests on the road, and you will no longer have timidity and hesitation.All the torments and tribulations on the field eventually turned into the most inconspicuous waves in the vast ocean. The tide slowly receded, and what was left to the two of them was a land of crystal-clear and shining treasures like shells.

The two red faces kissed again, and the tip of the tongue brushed every inch of the moist mucous membrane in the mouth.

Xiao Yu likes to see Xiang Cao's extreme self-restraint in front of others but tear off the disguise of indifference in front of himself, revealing his true face immersed in desire and enjoyment.Such a situation satisfied him, and made him feel that the little Xiangzi he was holding in his palm was a little lover with flesh and blood and vitality.

He stroked Xiang's hair with his fingers, caressing the bumps hidden between the skulls: "Brother Xiang, let's go for tomorrow's final, our strength is comparable to that of Park Bong-joo and the others!"

Zhan Xiang nodded vigorously: "En."

"Little Xiangzi—"

"Ok?"

"You remember the bet we made on the big roulette by the Thames?"

"..."

Xiao Yu's eyes flashed two small, dark flames, and the tip of his tongue hooked Zhan Xiang's helix provocatively: "Brother, the All England Championship will have to wait until next year... Otherwise, let's cash in that bet in advance." !"

The red tide on Zhan Xiang's excited face suddenly faded away, revealing a wet and bare sandy beach, in a state of embarrassment.

"Okay? Okay?" Xiao Yu resorted to 36 unreasonable tricks, using all four legs to climb onto Zhan Xiang's body like noodles, his hips swaying with the frequency and amplitude of extreme temptation, "wife——, this time If you win the championship, you give me your whole self as a reward for winning the championship."

"Do you have to talk about such boring things before the finals?" Zhan Xiang gritted his teeth, the desire to fight accumulated in his internal organs, at this time, it was as if someone had pulled out the valve plug in the chest and let it go .

"Brother Xiang, you won't intentionally not win tomorrow's final because of this bet?!"

"I won't be so indifferent!"

"Oh... If you don't want to, then forget it, I won't force you." Xiao Yu slid off Zhan Xiang's body, his interest fading.

Zhan Xiang was touched by the disappointed expression on Xiao Yu's face and suddenly felt guilty, his heart turned upside down and howled silently, struggling in pain for a long time.

Certain things completely violated his physical nature, but he thought purely and kindly that he might be too domineering, bent on taking advantage of Xiao Yu.In fact, when two men are together, the intimate relationship in bed is similar to that between a man and a woman. In short, there are two situations, "doing" and "being done".

This lively little feather, some parts of its body seem to be well-developed, and it seems to be in a state of vitality. It seems that there is no truth in love that requires the little feather to be like the completely defenseless socket in the corner of the wall, waiting forever "Be done".

Zhan Xiang snorted in a compromising tone: "Then...if I win the final, what reward will you give me?"

Xiao Yu rolled his eyes ambiguously: "I've been yours for a long time, and you haven't gotten tired of me yet? What more do you want? I allow you to take care of a child outside?"

Zhan Xiang chased Xiao Yu's earlobe with his lips, and whispered quickly in a low voice.

Xiao Yu frowned as if struck by lightning: "No way!"

"I promised you everything, so you are so stingy..."

"That's absolutely not okay, I won't do that!"

Zhan Xiang curled his lips in disappointment, imitating Xiao Yu's tone just now: "It's fine if you don't want to, and I won't force you."

"@#￥%&!"

Xiao Yu swung his fist angrily, and fought with the wisp of air passing by the tip of Xiangcao's nose, howling: "Those miniskirts customized by the International Badminton Federation are for the girls of our women's team to wear during games! They are not for me. Yes! And your stockings/high heels/thongs... You, you, you, Zhanxiang, you are a hooligan, I will never play with you again!!!!"