Rebirth Tianyu Tianxiang [Badminton]

In the evening, the Olympic Stadium in Paris was brightly lit, and strange screams erupted from the stands from time to time. The audience expressed their dissatisfaction with a low buzzing sound like horns.

With tickets to the semi-finals purchased at a high price, why did this matchup between Chinese masters die in just 3 minutes?

Xiao Yu and Zhan Xiang were both standing in front of the net with their rackets in their hands. They didn't know why, but the opponents in the other half of the court had already been sent off by the Chinese team doctor, and the scene was in disarray.

"Friends in the audience, there seems to be some accidents on the field. The match between the two Chinese pairs Xiao Yuzhanxiang and Tan Bing Chenghui has only reached the first game. The two sides tied at 5-5. He fell, and then fell to the ground, his expression was very painful, maybe he was injured?"

Liu Qingsong stared nervously at the big screen in the studio, stroking the table with his fingers thoughtfully, and looked at Li Tong.Li Tong analyzed: "Looking at Xiaobing's actions just now, he stepped forward with his right foot when he was killing the Internet. I don't know if the shoes are not worn properly. Take a moment. He probably sprained his ankle."

"At this time, two team doctors of the Chinese team helped Tan Bing off the field...His partner Cheng Hui looked a little dissatisfied, and he threw his racket back into the bag! Uh, the young players still don't look calm After all, it is the first time to participate in a major event like the Olympics, so we still need to keep our minds upright and avoid meaningless cards." Liu Dazui shook his head slightly in front of the camera.

"Tan Bing seems to be unable to persist in the game. Spraining his ankle is not a serious injury, but it has a great impact on the badminton game, not to mention that they are playing against their own teammates. In this case, it can actually..."

Li Tong stopped talking in the middle of his speech, and coughed lightly in front of the microphone.I may have gotten used to the role change from athlete to coach, and the angle of thinking about problems is not as pure as when I used to focus on playing, and I unconsciously talked too much.

"We saw that Tan Bing made a gesture to the referee to announce his abstention...they gave up the game! That is to say, the world's second-ranked Yuxiang combination won without a fight and entered tomorrow's men's competition without any danger Double final!"

Liu Dazui's voice not only contained disappointment with Tan Bing's abandonment, but also faintly revealed deep expectations for Xiao Yu's exhibition.As a fan of Yuxiang, he naturally appreciates Xiao Yu, a player who never gives up until the last moment.

He looked at Xiao Suo's back as Tan Bing walked off the field in the camera and slowly shook his head. What would happen if the injured person was Xiao Yu?Even if the child has bandages on his feet and anesthesia injections, he will definitely continue to finish the game. He will either win the game in a bloody battle until the last minute, or be carried down sideways. He will never give up a game so easily.

Most of the fans in front of the TV, who were caught up in anxious anticipation, threw out the afterthought as if they had expected it: "The team flower has always had a bad mental quality, and she was too nervous and her technical movements were deformed. Look, she really messed herself up." It hurts!"

"I knew that Bingbing would not be able to withstand this semi-final. Feather and Xiangzi would definitely win the two rounds. Retiring early would not be too embarrassing."

"Our team flower didn't intend to give up the ball, did it? Send Yu Yu and Xiangzi directly to the finals?"

"What the fuck, didn't you see that Xiao Huihui was upset and beat the racket, didn't you see that Xiao Bingbing's feet twisted so hard that tears came out of her eyes!"

Xiao Yu and Zhan Xiang sat in the locker room to pack the ball bags, carefully wiped the spare rackets clean with a soft cloth, and put them back into the sleeves.

Xiao Yu wiped his hair with a big towel, his forehead and between the hair strands were dry, and the game was over before oil came out.He has never won an important match this time with ease. It was so easy that he felt weird, and the muscles in his body bounced back before he stretched.

In the intra-team match before going to the Olympics, the two sides fought inextricably, playing three rounds, and the tiebreaker reached 20 points before the winner was decided.We old man, old man, it's really hard to fight this kind of young couple who are in the period of passionate love, with high spirits and lingering blood.

After washing up last night, Xiao Yu still felt unreliable, laying in bed with Zhan Xiang, drawing pictures to study tactics, hitting Tan Bing's small ball in front of the net, killing Cheng Hui's backhand in the gap, racking his brains to design and plan , As a result, before going on the field today, he punched Cotton with a high-spirited punch, and the opponent surrendered without a fight.

Zhan Xiang suddenly said: "Have you noticed that something is wrong with Tan Bing at the beginning of today?"

Xiao Yu was stunned for a second, and then asked: "Do you think they will intentionally lose to us?"

He lowered his head to think for a moment, and murmured to himself: "The handicap I know is usually due to lack of effort on the field, intentionally failing to catch the ball, and losing the game quickly in two rounds... Bingbing played today I just fought hard, I haven't entered the state yet, he hooked two backhands diagonally, so that I didn't touch the ball, and then he sprained his ankle..."

This does not look like a handicap.Handicap without self-harm.

Zhan Xiang didn't answer, and there was a layer of emotion on his indifferent face, "Second master plays so well, the opponent is not good enough, and the second master is not happy".

Xiao Yu carefully wrapped Zhan Xiang's legs with an ice pack, and muttered in a low voice: "Actually, I've been worried that you won't be able to survive seven games in a row. Too tired... Prepare well for tomorrow's final, it will definitely be a tough battle against the Koreans tomorrow!"

The atmosphere in the arena is in full swing, and another semifinal is underway.

The applause in the stands was like the waves on the shore, sweeping across the field at high tide, and then receding sparsely like the ebb tide.

The die-hard fans stationed in the chat room frantically brushed the posts, cheering for the Malaysian team with all their hearts and souls.They are afraid of the king of Korea from the bottom of their hearts, and they still remember the horrible 30-29 fight in the World Championships, and Huang Aming and Wu Yongliang in front of them are the hope of blocking the Koreans.

"Obviously killing the opposite corner, don't be soft when you put the ball!"

"Brilliant smash, hit harder and find the landing point, the landing point! Learn from our Xiangzi, how can you, you little trash, never be able to kill at critical moments!"

"Ming Mingliang is fighting for his breath, it's all up to you two, you must help us win this game!"

The score was very tight, and the scene was inextricably linked.The first game was 19 to 18, and the Malaysian team only led by one point. When Park Bong-joo ran back to the backcourt to catch a high ball, he stepped on the edge of the field with his right foot!

The plastic floor seems not to be glued firmly, and the corners are raised.The moment Park Bong-joo turned and stopped suddenly, his ankle twisted out of a tragic 360-degree angle, and then he jumped up on one leg as if he was electrocuted, gasped violently, and struggled sharply in an expression of uncontrollable pain.

As if it was God's will in the dark, countless beams of light from the ceiling converged on Park Bong-joo's painful face at that moment, staring at him finally biting the corner of his mouth and raising his hand to the referee, putting his racket into the bag, in front of a group of cameras Under the siege, he limped out of the field.

how so?This is the end of the game?

The spectators in the stands were silent in astonishment, and even the support team of Malaysian fans slowly put down the trembling national flag in their hands, lost the motivation of excitement and joy, and remained silent.

The Chinese fans in front of the TV quietly put down the peanuts and duck necks in their hands.

The online chat room was silent for 3 minutes, and no one spoke; the fans were arguing in full swing just now, trying to cheer for the Malaysian group, and the nimble fingers on the keyboard seemed to sense the change, and suddenly became stiff And heavy.

Huang Aming ran around the net, and shook hands with Park Bong-joo, with a pious and serious expression like a child chasing stars.

The host at the scene finally announced with a regretful voice that the top-seeded Korean star king was forced to retire due to an injury and a sudden onset of Achilles tendon inflammation during the game; at the same time, this is likely to be the last appearance of the world's number one Korean group in an international arena !

Xiao Yu and Zhan Xiang stood up from the bench, staring at the small screen in amazement.

Is this a farewell battle for the Koreans?

In the camera, Park Bong Joo's back reflected a pale and dazzling light at that moment, his head was still high, and his hard black hair could not conceal the silent sadness mixed in the wrinkles on his forehead.

That back figure finally turned into a piece of white dust in the depths of Xiao Yu's stunned pupils, and his bewilderment and fragility were like particles dissolved in water, slowly spreading to his entire atrium.It felt like a mountain that had stood in front of me for many years suddenly collapsed, and all the broken stones turned into tiny floating dust and disappeared in the continuous galaxy.

That year, Xiao Yu just watched Park Fengzhu leave with his head held high in front of his eyes.

An idol that has been engraved in my heart from my previous life, like an unshakable monument, and a god.

Suddenly, there was no target in front of his eyes, his pupils lost focus, and for such a short moment, he was so dazed that he didn't know where he was.

The fans were outraged, and the fans looked up to the sky and sighed.It's such a pity that Lao Pu retired from the competition like this!Is the Achilles injury bad enough and can he still have surgery for a replacement?Park Tianwang is the most powerful and unyielding enemy that our Chinese team has faced. How could he just wave his sleeves irresponsibly and leave without looking back, leaving a group of juniors yearning for his back Howling!

He retired, who else can Feather and Xiangcao fight with in the future?Where will we go to find the ultimate pair like Park Bong-joo and Xiao Yu, who are so red-eyed when they meet each other, who play ball without regard for their lives, who hit the ground with their heads on the field, splattered three feet of blood, vowed not to surrender, and fought fiercely to the end? opponent!

"But the kings of South Korea are indeed old. Even if they reach the final, they may not be able to beat the Chinese team. The future must belong to our feathers and flying grass. This is called the Yangtze River.

People came and went in the player tunnel, and everyone stopped for a moment in front of the TV screen, their eyes showing a sigh that looked like they had read a thousand sails.

More athletes, familiar and unfamiliar, well-known and unknown, walked up to Xiao Yu and Zhan Xiang, and gave them high-fives to encourage them.They seem to foresee the vicissitudes of life in the next ten years; their eyes seem to be looking up at this star that is gradually approaching the top of the sky, and at a certain moment in the endless and vast universe, it will bloom its fullest and brightest brilliance.

A few hours later, the Chinese team finished all the matches of the day and returned to the hotel by car.

Xiao Yu and Zhan Xiang were surrounded by various media at the entrance of the hotel.The support group of local international student fans in Paris enthusiastically waved the small national flag, while the team reporters of the "National Sports Daily" had red eyes and hoarse voices.The two of Yu Xiang were able to break out of the encirclement almost under the protection of all the members of the coaching staff.

The Internet is full of impassioned slogans that have suppressed generations, sounding the clarion call for a ten-year-late battle charge.In fact, because of his teammate's retirement, and because of the loss of the King of Jade in the semi-finals, Yuxiang quickly overtook the point gap in the rankings, and has already climbed to the world's number one throne without any suspense!

In fact, Yuxiang's ascension to the world's number one throne is just around the corner, not a day or two away.

It's just that they originally thought that a bloody battle in the Olympic finals would be used to complete the replacement of the throne. No one thought that the honor would come so suddenly and easily.Inadvertently, the halo of being number one in the world shrouded the heads of the two young people in an irresistible way.

"Yu Xiang successfully climbed to the top! The Chinese finally ascended to the world's number one throne in men's doubles!"

"The world's number one partner will join forces tomorrow to strive for the first badminton men's doubles gold medal in the history of the Chinese Olympic delegation!"

The anticipation and longing for so many years, like the rising water level after a torrential rain, broke through the gate, burst out of the embankment suddenly, overwhelming the sky and covering the earth, instantly sweeping away the remaining sobriety and sanity of everyone.

China's men's ball games have caused the Chinese people to suffer bitterness, bitterness, shame and aggrieved for many years.Iron-blooded and loyal fans can only look at our friendly neighbors sweeping the European powerhouses at the four-yearly international football event from a distance, and they are amazed by the greenery, which makes the fans' devastated and humiliated hearts worse. beyond words.

Now our badminton event is finally able to follow in the footsteps of national table tennis and overwhelm its neighbors with unquestionable strength. The curse that has been held in the hearts of fans for many years has finally been released.In an instant, cheers and applause surged, as if the gold medal was within easy reach.

Xiao Yu covered his eyes with his palms, and together with Zhan Xiang, he jumped up the stairs with a flashing flashing light on his head.

He saw Tan Bing walking down the corridor with his head down and his expression indifferent, turning a blind eye to the cheering and screaming fans outside the window, as if all this had nothing to do with it.

Cheng Hui ran over and grabbed Tan Bing's arm: "Bing Bing, I won the fight, I made it to the final in mixed doubles!"

"Oh." Tan Bing replied, his eyes were so dazed that he seemed to be wandering in the corridor and sleepwalking.

Cheng Hui pushed him to the corner and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Hua, what's wrong with you today, what's going on?"

Tan Bing withdrew his wrist from his palm: "It's okay."

"It's okay, why did you abstain after playing for only 3 minutes? I asked you and you didn't tell me, what happened to your foot? Did it hurt? You didn't let me see your foot..."

"My foot is fine, you don't have to worry."

Tan Bing pushed Cheng Hui away, and his figure drifted quietly in the corridor, his eyes seemed to penetrate a wall in front of him, drifting to an unknown distance.Cheng Hui looked inexplicably at Tan Bing walking with one foot high and the other low, walking with some difficulty, but there was no sign of pain after a sprain on his face.

Just as he was about to open his mouth to question, Xiao Yu slapped him from behind: "Huihui, you're really good at it, come on in the finals!"

Cheng Hui didn't even bother to deal with Xiao Yu, all he could see was Tan Bing's trembling back in only a thin T-shirt.Binghua's skin color was very white, it looked like a transparent ice sculpture, the light blue blood vessels on the neck were solidified under the skin, and there was no throbbing vitality.

"Tan Bing, I'm talking to you...Hey, come here!" Cheng Hui called angrily.

"What's wrong with Xiao Bingbing? Don't just yell at him, can't you be gentle with him?"

"I'm not gentle enough?" Cheng Hui curled his lips. Master Hui is now chasing after Xiaohua's buttocks all day long with a smiling face, coaxing him. Who do you think I have been so gentle and patient with?I close the door every night, put the pillow on, kneel on the head of the bed, and flatter my daughter-in-law with sweet words, and I won’t let you see me!

Cheng Hui yelled a few words, but didn't yell Binghua back, and suddenly felt a bit embarrassed in front of the bird, and hummed: "It's okay, I've made a mistake again, don't bother him." He", but he was thinking about how to tease little Binghua with Gao Nada making a funny face after returning to the house, until it made people smile, and lay obediently in his arms like a little flower blooming shyly.

Cheng Hui turned around resentfully, hugged Xiao Yu, and rubbed his palm on Xiao Yu's back: "Come on, little bird final! I wanted to kill the arrogance of your rich young man today, hehe , just let the two of you enter the finals, it's too cheap for him!"

Xiao Yu asked: "Is Bingbing's foot twisted seriously? Is it nothing serious?"

"How do I know, he won't let me see it."

Xiao Yu raised his head from Cheng Hui's shoulder in surprise, and his eyes met Tan Bing at the end of the corridor.

Tan Bing turned his head suddenly, stared quietly at him and hugged Cheng Hui.

Just looking at each other for just a second, the air in the entire corridor froze.Tan Bing's eyes seemed to be dripping blood wrapped around Xiao Yu's face, staring at Xiao Yu made Xiao Yu tremble all over, and he hurriedly let go of Cheng Hui, the hot charcoal.His pupils hurt as if they were cut, and Xiao Binghua's heartbroken eyes seemed to have splashed blood all over his face, and his retinas were covered with a layer of murderous blood.

Xiao Yu leaned on the small bed in the hotel room and stared blankly, the more he thought about it, the more he felt uneasy.

Tan Bing withdrew, and Park Bong-joo even withdrew.

All opponents, bright and dark, inside the team and outside the team, seemed to have been discussed in advance, Hululu retreated from his eyes like a gust of wind, gave way, disappeared, and left him alone on the mountain road At the top, he had a firm taste of what it means to stand on a high place. It was very desolate, and the back of his spine was so cold that his hairs were straight.

He and Zhan Xiang made it to the final of the Olympic Games without knowing why, and took away the number one position in the world in such a way.However, why do you feel guilty, and why do you lack that kind of righteous excitement and pride?

Tan Bing suddenly fell on his back with a lunge and huddled up on the ground, tears glistened in his eyes like a deer, and he was pitiful.

Mr. Zhong, who was not supposed to appear on the field, jumped up from the coach's bench, as if relieved, and directed the team doctor on standby to carry Xiao Binghua away.

The shadow of doubt in Xiao Yu's heart quietly expanded in the corner, covering his whole mind, making him restless.He sent Zhan Xiang to Luo's room for physical therapy, lying on his back on the bed, thinking about the ceiling, until there was a "gudong" sound from the next room, which made the floor tremble.

The sound of growling and yelling came into his ears through the not-so-strong soundproof wall.