Rebirth Tianyu Tianxiang [Badminton]

Xiao Yu and Zhan Xiang also sat in the stands, cheering Tang Shao.

Xiao Yu tapped Zhanxiang's knee with his finger: "Dongdong's leg injury looks much better, and he doesn't need to trot to throw the net, he can pounce on it with just one step!"

Zhan Xiang flicked the back of Xiao Yu's hand with his fingers, and nodded in agreement: "Xiaodong's basic technical skills have always been good, and he has rich experience. If he recovers from his injury, he will be fine."

Xiao Yu said with a smile: "It's worth it to be able to compete in the Olympic Games. It's not easy for Dongdong, it's really refreshing!"

In this year's China competition, Yuxiang and Yu Xiang, as the defending champions, withdrew after reaching the semi-finals, and did not compete for the gold medal in this station.

Tan Bing and Cheng Hui finally won the men's doubles championship in China, and they were promoted to sixth in the world ranking.

Opponents from all walks of life clamored one after another, which was clearly another group army strategy launched by the powerful Chinese team before the Olympics.The old guy Mr. Zhong is really good at calculating.Yuxiang retired in the semi-finals, Fang Binghui passed the test smoothly, and the Chinese team accumulated enough points in their double-double to get a satisfactory lottery in the Olympic finals.

The foreign media was only half right; the Binghui team urgently needs to improve their rankings, and Zhanxiang's knee injury is getting worse, and he really cannot withstand the exhaustion of the battle.In the eyes of the coaching staff, one or two championships are dispensable. The Yuxiang team bears the high expectations of fans all over the country. The performance in the Olympics is the real chapter. Don't let these two treasures get tired.

The second round of the men's singles match has reached 19 to 16, which was a bit more intense than the first round, but it was calm, and Tang Xiaodong was only two points away from winning the final.The Chinese team members in the stands lowered their volume and cheered, which still attracted the attention of the surrounding audience.

No one expected that the wind direction of the game took a sharp turn at this time.

Ever since Tang Xiaodong was judged out of bounds for a quick attack on the opponent's bottom line, the penalty on the sideline suddenly changed in a direction that was not good for him.

Another large diagonal line was ruled out of bounds!

The Indonesian quickly equalized the score.At such a critical moment in the second game, the big five-star pattern formed by countless bright lights on the top of Donghua Stadium seemed to be shrouded in a dark cloud, and the light quickly dimmed, and the situation changed suddenly.

Tang Xiaodong was stunned.He felt that his smash did not go out of bounds, he should have won the match point and won the final.

But it was the Indonesian on the other side of the net who won!

Vardy pulled back a round and his morale was boosted. He had been holding back and didn't dare to have fun on the Chinese territory just now, and now he started roaring and waving his fists.

Xiao Yu frowned and asked Xiangcao: "What happened to those few balls just now? Dongdong's position and wrist movements for smashing the ball are well mastered, how could it go out of bounds?"

Huang Aming picked up the clothes on his knees, hugged him into a ball in his arms, and watched Tang Shao's every move nervously.

Come on Tang Tang!

Tang Tang, don't be nervous, don't be discouraged!

He believed in Tang Xiaodong's strength and experience, he should be able to win this game, and the 9000 Olympic points can be won!

The situation in the third game was even worse than the second game.

The Indonesian's attacks were successful every now and then, but Tang Xiaodong's slinging attack style seemed to be bound by an invisible net, making him unable to perform at all.

Tang Xiaodong finally broke out because of his opponent's high ball that dropped the bottom line.

Vardy's lob went out of bounds, but the referee was indifferent. He awarded the Indonesian a score and continued to serve!

"What's the matter with this ball? Hey, it's out of bounds! A group of people are blindly rubbing their eyes, what are they looking at?!" Xiao Huihui was the first to shout out, becoming irritable.

"What's the matter with the referee?" Xiao Yu turned his head to look at Zhan Xiang in a daze, "Why did the referee favor Vardy with all the penalties?... Isn't this our referee? Is this person a traitor?"

Zhan Xiang had been watching the battle with a cold face, his knuckles were rattling on the armrest of the chair, and after a long while, he cursed in a calm voice: "Fuck, you are a traitor."

Xiangcao, who doesn't like nonsense, seldom utters a swear word. He doesn't even bother to scold people who don't like it. This time it's really annoying. The referee obviously wants Tang Xiaodong to lose!

But this ball can't afford to lose.The deciding game hit the deadliest points.

Tang Shao was so excited that he signaled to the lineman: "Vardy's ball is out of bounds!"

He ran to the referee to defend and explain: "Vardy's ball is out of bounds! Why not judge him out of bounds?"

He ran back again and questioned the lineman: "The Indonesian's ball is out of bounds! Why don't you make gestures? Why?!"

The referee sat on a high chair, shook his head indifferently, and signaled him to go back and continue the game honestly.

Tang Xiaodong was stunned, unable to believe the situation before him.The on-duty chief referee is a Chinese, a member of his own family, a well-known international A-level referee in the country, with senior qualifications and rich experience.When he used to play with the national team, he often saw this referee in international competitions.

It's just that he was a member of the Chinese team before, and in international competitions, it was never his turn to enforce the law.

Today, his identity is different, he is a member of the Malaysian team.

The Chinese referee of this game obviously no longer regards him as "one of his own".

The referee even refused any verbal communication and refused to listen to any explanation from him, although the language between the two parties was actually unimpeded.

The coach of the Indonesian team sat on the sidelines, with a half-smile expression on his face, shrugged his shoulders, and made a "keep playing" gesture for his love.

Before the game, the Indonesian team originally lodged a strong protest to the BWF’s game supervisor. In the final between the Chinese and the Indonesians, you actually arranged a Chinese to be the referee.

The IBF official said that the men's singles final was obviously a contest between the Indonesian and Malaysian teams, and Tang Xiaodong could no longer be considered Chinese for a long time. It is in line with international standards that we sent a Chinese referee and several Chinese linemen. Arrangement of game rules.

The coach of the Indonesian team refuted, but after all, Tang Xiaodong is an overseas corps of the Chinese national team, and the Chinese referees will inevitably favor their own people!

The National Badminton Federation officials shrugged and spread their hands, thinking, what is the point of your protest?We have to give the host a face.This time it was an official from the sports bureau of the host country who strongly "suggested" that we use this referee in the final.Furthermore, letting Malaysia's second singles enter the Olympic finals will not do any harm to the Badminton Federation.Tell me, can we offend an important partner of the Badminton Federation for such a trivial matter!

The Indonesians thought the game was doomed by the referee.

Unexpectedly, the referee was holding back his energy and wanted to deal with "his own people".

The coaching staff of the Indonesian team looked at each other, curled their lips and shook their heads. Everyone said that the Chinese were the smartest and best at using their wits. I really didn't understand what these smart people were thinking.

Vardy scored again!

As if getting some kind of psychological hint and acquiescence from the referee and the lineman, the Indonesian's kills became more and more powerful and succeeded one after another.

15: 13!

18: 14!

20: 16!

Vardy's serving hand is almost raised to his chest.The referee half-opened and half-closed his eyes, turned a blind eye, and tacitly allowed him to serve over the waist.

The audience was still booing and booing just now, and now they also started kicking the back of the seats with their feet.There was a lot of talk, the whole gym sounded like a giant humming speaker, what happened?Why is Tang Xiaodong always getting fouled and out of bounds?He should be able to win this game!Tang Xiaodong should win!

Tang Xiaodong's hand holding the racket was trembling, and he stood in front of the net at a loss, and even looked at the referee with pleading eyes, not knowing what to do to let the referee let him out.

The huge five-pointed star on the ceiling gathered the most dazzling light, and the beam of the spotlight pierced Tang Shao's eyelids.His eyeballs were quickly covered by misty water, and he couldn't see clearly, as if he was trapped in clouds and fog.

How could this be?

Why do this?

After retiring from the team, he set foot on this land to participate in the game for the first time. He thought that facing the contemptuous and dissatisfied eyes of the former coaches and the angry and unjust accusations from the domestic fans, he just wanted to concentrate on playing and finish the game smoothly. When he got the Olympic ticket, he never expected that there would be such a deliberate penalty on the court to kill him!

Over the past few days, the domestic media have been chasing and blocking him. He declined interviews many times, and he dared not say a word of nonsense. He nodded and bowed like a grandson in front of the reporters, begging everyone to show mercy.Especially in the semi-final match against Xiao Lu, facing the boos of the fans, he was like a mouse crossing the street. He didn't dare to say a word or shout on the field, for fear of irritating the old department leaders and teammates, and for fear of hurting The fragile hearts of the fans are afraid of being labeled by the media.

Bear the burden of humiliation and keep a low profile in order to be able to compete in the Olympic Games before retiring!

Vardy serves again.

"Why didn't this stupid X serve the ball over the waist and pass the hand?!"

After Cheng Hui cursed, he made a sudden attack, and the half-eaten apple flew in an arc in the air. The throw was not far enough, and it hit the back of the head of a certain line manager on the sidelines with a "bang"!

This division line is also unlucky enough, whether the serve is illegal or not is not up to him.

In the chaos, Vardy took advantage of the loopholes in the rules to quickly attack Tang Xiaodong's outside backcourt with his non-standard serve, and then used a kill to hit the net to completely kill the ball inside the bounds.

21: 16.

16: 21.

Lost.

This ball was like a big rock, mercilessly smashing the last fragile hope.

Tang Xiaodong stood dumbfounded, pointing his trembling arms at the Indonesians who had hugged together to celebrate the victory: "He just served, served, fouled, fouled, fouled..."

Tang Shaomo repeated in a daze, his voice suddenly choked up.

The sparse applause and noisy discussions in the audience were like whips lashing his face, and the tears in his eyes could not be restrained, and he was on the verge of falling.

Under Tang Shao's gaze, the referee turned his head in embarrassment and had nothing to say, not daring to look directly at Tang Xiaodong's teary eyes.He wanted to say that you can’t blame me for this matter. I’m a powerless referee. You really can’t blame me... If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself. Who told you to go abroad to play for others, and you are so ambitious Going to the Olympics!

There was an uproar in the stands.Although the audience is quite afraid of the overseas corps, they are even more unfavorable to the Indonesians.What kind of battle is this? On our Chinese territory, we handed over the championship to Indonesia? !

"I'll fuck you!" Cheng Hui suddenly swears.

There was no apple in his hand, so he grabbed the apple in Tan Bing's hand and jumped up, stepped on the rows of seats in front of him, and rushed down the stands at lightning speed.He ran fast and ran to the billboard. Before everyone could react, with a precise shot, Apple flew out with Binghua's neat tooth marks, and hit the referee's face!

Unprepared, the referee was attacked, did not sit still, and fell off the high chair!

The scene suddenly became chaotic, the game supervisor, host, emergency personnel, cameras, reporters, security guards... a group of people swarmed in and huddled together.

Tan Bing hurriedly ran up and hugged Cheng Hui's waist, dragging him back desperately: "Huihui! Huihui, don't mess around! Are you crazy? Stop making trouble, let's go, let's go!"

Reporters with sharp eyes and quick hands came around and pressed the shutter, and the security guards of the competition also rushed over. Tan Bing dragged Cheng Hui and ran away.

Binghua was afraid that Xiao Huihui, a irascible lion, would suffer for Tang Shao's injustice and be banned from the game.It's almost time to play in the Olympics, this person is too insignificant, are you alone now?

Zhan Xiang stood on the stand with a livid face, looking at Tang Shao's standing figure, he suddenly felt extremely uncomfortable.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket to make a call, but suddenly realized that he didn't know who to call.

If it was Xiao Yu who was being bullied by others, he could find his omnipotent father to make money to get through the relationship to solve the problem, but who could he turn to to solve Young Master Tang's matter?Can this kind of matter be complained to the director of the General Administration, or can it be appealed to the International Badminton Federation, or seek help from focus interviews, consumer associations, and the State Quality Supervision Bureau?

An athlete was "made" by a referee on the court, which department is responsible for your injustice?What's more, Tang Xiaodong is no longer an athlete under the name of this country.

The score on the field was finalized, and there was no room for a comeback.

When nothing happened, Xiaoao was in high spirits on the field, but when something happened to him, he realized with frustration that we are just a group of little ants whose fate cannot be fully controlled by ourselves and can only be kneaded by others.

If you want to go up, you can go up.

If you don't want to let you go, there is a way to make you not go!

Xiao Yu took the phone in Zhan Xiang's hand, thought for a while, and dialed Mr. Zhong's number.

He couldn't figure it out, he was not reconciled.

In the following years, there were more and more overseas corps of table tennis and badminton, and they have already passed the generation of conservative and angry youths who shouted and beat the Chileans when they saw the hills.Tang Xiaodong was only born a few years earlier, but there is only one Tang Xiaodong in our great country, why should we make it so ugly?Is there no one in China?

Mr. Zhong's number can't be reached for life or death.The man doesn't answer the phone.

When Zhong Quanhai saw the last ball hit the ground, he immediately got up and lowered the brim of his hat, and left the table, struggling to escape a group of reporters chasing him for interviews.

Mr. Zhong felt sorry for Tang Xiaodong, you said you were disobedient, you just stayed in the country and waited for your provincial team to compete in the next National Games. Come on.

We are not ashamed to let the Indonesians take away the championship of this Chinese Super League.

But if you, Tang Xiaodong, were to take away the championship, where would we put our face when we kicked you out of the team?

If you are allowed to enter the Olympic Games again, if your kid really creates a miracle, where will your former leaders and coaches put their faces?You also have to think about the face of the country, right?

The head coach of an Olympic gold medal team leads the team to the Olympics and is tasked with winning gold.The quotas for each Olympic Games are issued, how much the table tennis team must get, how much the badminton team, how much the diving team, how much the shooting team... If a few big gold medalists lose their chains, the entire Olympic Games will be staged as Waterloo.Do you think that our badminton team can be like the track and field team next door, it's normal not to win a gold medal, and if we finally get a hurdling brand, the media can praise it to the sky!

The numerical index of the gold medal is like a mountain, so that I can't eat or sleep for a whole year.I am considerate of you, who the hell is considerate of me?

If I let you go in this game, and I can't win the gold medal in tomorrow's Olympics, which way can ghosts and snakes let me go? !

Reporters from all walks of life surrounded Tang Xiaodong with cameras and microphones. News such as "Overseas corps and the national team have a grudge against domestic players and encounter black hands in the domestic arena" are the most hyped by the media.

"Tang Tang, Tang Tang, let's go back..." Huang Aming dragged Tang Xiaodong, who was in a daze like a wooden man, back to the dressing room.

Tang Shao's tears finally welled up, the psychological torment that had been suppressed for so many days collapsed from his dilapidated expression at that moment, his chest was full of dripping blood foam that had been crushed to powder, and it was so hollow and dry that it hurt.

Huang Aming hugged his waist in distress and persuaded: "It's okay, Tang Tang, forget it... Well, there will be opportunities in the future, there will be opportunities."

Tang Xiaodong suddenly choked up and yelled at Huang Aming with a strong crying voice: "What chance do I have?!"

Little Amin was shrunk by Tang Shao's yelling, but his arms still hugged him tightly.

"Obviously you are still young, you still have a chance, I have no chance! I am 30 years old, and I will be 34 in the next Olympic Games. I will never have the opportunity to stand in the Olympic Games again in this life! I have no chance No, no more!"

The runner-up can only get 5000 points, which is not enough.The men's singles ranked 33rd in the world, and the top 32 in the Olympic finals are only one heartbreaking step away.

A group of members of the Chinese team ran over, and Xiao Yu grabbed Tang Shao's neck to persuade him.

Cheng Hui pushed and shoved with a group of reporters: "Stop filming, stop filming, why filming your mother?! Get out!"

A shining picture full of beautiful hopes buried in the bottom of my heart was cruelly smashed to the ground, crushed hard, and turned into ashes.Tang Shao turned a blind eye to the dark cannon barrels around him, his eyes were lost, and he sat down at the door of the dressing room, tears falling to the ground.

"Why should I go abroad? Why should I go to Malaysia? Isn't it just for the Olympic Games!

"I can't fight for myself for a few more years, just let me play one Olympic Games! I have never been to the Olympic Games, I just want to see... I am so old, I can't get a gold medal Yes, what threat can I pose to you? I just want to see...

"I'm going to retire soon, my life is over like this, I'm not even Chinese anymore... what else can I do besides playing ball, I'm a fucking trash, trash!"

Dignity is trampled under the feet of the public and crushed into dust, and the last layer of mask to cover up the strong support is no longer needed.

Tang Xiaodong sat on the ground and wailed, unable to pull the crowd together.

Xiao Yu's eyes were also red, his throat was blocked, he turned around and leaned against the silent Zhan Xiang, not knowing what else to say.He had never seen an old man cry like this in public, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

The dream of a person who struggled for a lifetime was destroyed in this way.

The most despicable way to treat people is nothing more than destroying one's future and cruelly destroying one's ideals.

The onlookers of the "National Sports Daily" reporter couldn't bear it, shook his head and sighed: "Xiaodong, don't cry, your arms can't twist your thighs. You also know how important the Olympic Games are to this country. The most important event every four years Big deal! You are also an athlete trained in our national sports team since you were a child, so recognize the situation and stop going out to play in the future, you should be patriotic..."

Tang Xiaodong's tears and snot were like a broken line, and he burst into tears, crying: "Why am I not patriotic? Why am I not patriotic?! I love my country, I love my country! But does my country love me?" ?!"