Rebirth Tianyu Tianxiang [Badminton]

On the next day, the atmosphere of the Olympic finals was solemn and dignified.

The expectations of the crowd finally condensed into overwhelming cheers, which erupted the moment Xiao Yu's silhouette appeared from the player tunnel.

Light sticks form a brilliant galaxy in the pitch-black arena stands.A straight beam of light suddenly descended from the ceiling, like the eye of a god, covering Xiao Yu's shoulder with the most dazzling sight.

Xiao Yu stepped from the darkness to the light, and stepped into the stadium filled with expectant applause.

He raised one arm high, like a god coming to the world to welcome the cheers of the audience.Behind him, Zhan Xiang held his head high, his resolute side like a sculpture, like the God of War who traveled through light years in ancient times and arrived in another world.

"Friends from the audience, the much-anticipated Olympic badminton men's doubles final will kick off soon. Xiao Yuzhanxiang, a Chinese player who just won the world's number one, will use this game to prove their strength. And our The opponent is Huang Amin Wu Yongliang, a Malaysian player who has performed well in this Olympic Games and has risen to the third place in the world!"

Liu Dazui's voice touched the hearts of hundreds of millions of fans.The fans sitting in front of the TV wore jerseys with Yu Xiang's head on them, and raised their arms and chanted the slogan of winning.

When walking out of the locker room, Xiao Yu and Tang Xiaodong met face to face.Tang Shao affectionately took Xiao Yu's head and stroked his hair, and whispered in his ear: "Hey, our kid is also your big fan, please be merciful!"

Xiao Yu smiled and said: "Do I need to be merciful? Your little Mingming almost defeated Park Fengzhu yesterday."

Tang Shao smiled and pinched Xiao Yu's ribs: "Little Feather, I know you will win. The highest step on the podium is for people like you!"

Huang Aming's face was frozen in front of Xiao Yu's eyes.That face is a little immature but full of duel courage.

The two looked at each other across the net, with tacit smiles on the corners of their mouths.The small ball flickered instantly with the smile, and picked up the star-studded sky from Xiao Yu's fingertips.

"Xiao Yu flicked lightly near the net, hooked the opponent's backhand corner, and scored!"

"Huang Aming launched a counterattack in front of the net, suddenly launched a long line to attack the far corner, and succeeded!"

"Zhan Xiang smashes, jumps up and then dunks, three consecutive shots dunks both opponents to the ground!"

The scores of the two sides were tightly locked, and every time the score alternated, it was as if time and space were reversed tenaciously by willpower, and the heartbeat of the audience was captured in an instant.

Xiangcao's left knee was wrapped with a thick elastic bandage, and the knee joint under the bandage was almost numb under the action of anesthesia.After the smash, he landed from a high place, this leg slammed on the floor hard, and a series of strange noises were made from the friction between the patella gap, which was already beyond the maximum threshold of pain.

Every time Xiao Yu finishes playing a ball, no matter whether he wins or loses, he will turn around and give Zhan Xiang a high five, comforting his partner with the firmest gaze.He knew that Zhan Xiang endured the pain and stood on this field, which was the deepest trust in him and the most ardent expectation for the relationship between the two.

And he must be worthy of the other party's full and physical trust.

"18 to 18 tie!...The score is tight, Zhan Xiang hits another point, 19 to 18!" Liu Qingsong shouted.

At the critical moment when he was behind, Huang Aming quickly took a block in front of the net, pushing Xiao Yu back to the center line step by step.

Xiao Yu backed away amidst the gasping and screaming of the audience, and defended vigorously, taking advantage of the opponent's sudden light release, waiting for an opportunity to switch from defense to offense.The flexible wrist that had been experienced thousands of times suddenly exerted strength, and the ball bounced off the face in a strange arc, changing its line and crossing the net.When Huang Aming blocked the ball back with a very reluctant backward posture, Xiao Yu flew to the net, and the ball just jumped over the top of the net in an instant and successfully culled it!

His movements are extremely light, and the audience can only see his every movement clearly through the replay on the big screen.Agile like an eagle pouncing on the food, jumping lightly like a deer, the racket swayed out a flash of lightning, like a hidden weapon out of the sleeve, giving the opponent the deadliest blow.

Liu Qingsong shouted excitedly: "Strike, it's so beautiful! 20 to 18!"

Li Tong next to him explained happily: "Xiao Yu attacked this ball very cleverly. He slammed the ball on the net at the moment when the ball was at its highest point, and caught the opponent by surprise. This ball looks ordinary, but it actually requires very precise shots. Judgment, and the extreme explosive power of the wrist!"

The rapid offensive and defensive transitions are still going on, Xiao Yu keeps splitting the ball and changing lanes to disrupt the opponent's offensive and defensive rhythm, Zhan Xiang is lying in ambush in the backcourt, his left arm suddenly flies into the camera's field of vision, just like the posture of a big roc fishing for the moon, and a snappy shot Hit the ball from the point of the opponent's backhand near the net!

If you want to catch such a ball, it is an impossible task for the reaction limit of the naked eye and the physical body.

Little Aminsa ducked forward and hugged the net affectionately. He let go of the racket, and the handle of the racket went into the net.

"21 to 18! It took 28 minutes for the Yuxiang team to win the arduous first game!"

The excited Chinese students in the stands sang the national anthem in unison.

The hot-blooded teenagers wore pink rabbit ears and held up a giant banner of "Tianyu Tianxiang Paris Support Group".

At that moment, everyone thought that the dawn of victory was just around the corner.

The more eager the audience looked forward to, the heavier the burden on their shoulders.Xiao Yu once again high-fived Zhan Xiang. He was the only one who was most worried. He was very afraid that Zhan Xiang's knees would not be able to withstand the pressure of the Olympic team, who could only win but not lose, and would fall in front of the heavy political indicators.

The second game of the Malaysian Legion was a last stand.They obviously accelerated their attacking rhythm, taking advantage of the speed in the round, trying to break through Xiao Yu's control and cross the invisible steel defense line in front of the net.

The opponent intends to sneak attack the injured Zhan Xiang!

The inevitable "attack" strategy in the doubles arena!

Xiao Yu's entire body was covered in front of Zhan Xiang, like a most solid shield, using swift movements and fierce lashes to block all incoming firepower.

In the dark, he recalled that when he was frustrated in the All England Championship, he sat on the London Eye and looked at the ever-flowing Thames River.Zhan Xiang embraced him from behind and said, "It's nothing to lose a few games, the two of us will not be separated."

Xiao Yu asked: "If you continue to fail and never realize the ideal in your heart, will we still love each other like this? Can you still spoil me without principle?"

Just like in the previous life, youth and dreams pass by with time, and love and passion will eventually be exhausted in setbacks.

can you?Are the two of us unable to escape this trajectory of life?

At that time, Zhan Xiang looked at the light gray foggy sky above London, and the pouring out of the oath was as calm as the most ordinary words in every day life.

"The ideal is tied with you. I will protect you with my achievements on the field."

When you fall down the road ahead.

When you are frustrated because of setbacks.

The Malaysian team took turns smashing and counterattacking in a desperate situation, and the lethal firepower shot at Zhan Xiang's knees at the same time.Zhanxiang couldn't move his left leg on the way back, and fell to the ground. The moment he fell to the ground, he still struggled to pick up the ball!

Xiao Yu rushed over, stepped over Zhan Xiang's feet, and made two consecutive shots of aggressive chasing balls, killing the ball within the opponent's boundary.He turned around and looked at Zhan Xiang, his eyes were soaked by a layer of water mist, and suddenly he had the urge to cry up to the sky.

The next few points were quickly lost, and the Malaysian team took the lead.Xiao Yu could tell that Zhan Xiang could barely move, every time he took a step, he was clearly walking on the edge of a knife.

The foreign student cheerleaders in the stands anxiously called out their names.

Liu Dazui in the studio was so anxious that he almost hugged half of Li Tong's body, and the two of them clasped their hands nervously on the table.

The opponent scored 11 points first, and finally got a minute of respite.

Xiao Yu saw Zhan Xiang lying on his back on the ground, with his elbows propped up on the floor, a pool of wet water stains appeared under his body, and when he endured the pain, he almost bit his lower lip with his upper teeth to scum.

Doctor Luo wished he could hold Zhan Xiang's leg in his arms and rub it, and sprayed several different analgesics on his knee.The spray quickly evaporated under the scorching heat waves around, covering Zhan Xiang's legs with a crystal clear water film.Through the water film, Xiao Yu felt that he could even see the bloody wound hidden under the skin, and witness Zhan Xiang's pain.

Brother Biao frowned into an inseparable knot.Zhong Quanhai surrounded the two team members and kept cheering. At this moment, he had long forgotten about the personal grievances that Xiao Yu had with him yesterday. He could win or lose the gold medal right in front of his eyes.

The referee shouted condescendingly, 20 seconds, 20 seconds!

Xiao Yu wiped off the densely woven sweat on Zhan Xiang's forehead with a big towel, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it okay?"

Zhan Xiang's eyes are surprisingly quiet, his pupils are as black as ink, bottomless, the light penetrates the starry night, and reaches the distant luminous shore.In the deepest part of these eyes, Xiao Yu saw the winding and bumpy road, and felt the annual rings entwined by time.Those eyes were quiet and peaceful, attracting all his heart and soul, making him suddenly quiet, and filled him with emotions, all the restless noise in his ears instantly disappeared into nothingness.

Xiao Yu understood at that moment what he should do.

I want to use my achievements on the field to protect the person I cherish the most in this life.

The meaning of this battle is not to defeat the opponent, but to challenge the limit of one's own potential.

Under the heavy pressure, we have the courage to face the setbacks in our lives; on a road paved with glory and blood and sweat, we will continue to sail forward, and before the finish line close to the peak, we will blow the horn of charge again!

"Xiangxiang stand up!"

"Come on, Xiangcao! Xiangxiang, we love you!"

The tide-like stands boiled.The fans hung a huge five-star red flag from the fence, and the singing of "We are united, brave the enemy's artillery fire, go forward, go forward" echoed over the stadium, full of lofty pride.

Zhanxiang stepped into the arena again.Xiao Yu firmly grasped his wrist, his steps at that moment were proud and calm, like a god descending into a bright land.

The two looked at each other before re-kickoff, their eyes moving.

Xiao Yu's bright eyes seemed to be, "My little Xiangzi is the best".

What seemed to flow under Zhan Xiang's faintly opened and closed eyelids was, "Your championship gift, the second master is about to be decided."

On the eve of the finals, Xiao Yu suddenly got out of bed, picked up a pen under the lamp, wrote a lot of notes carefully, put them in a box, and placed them next to Zhan Xiang's pillow.

Those little slips of paper were lottery tickets filled with his promises to Xiang's wife.

"If you win the championship, you will be given live real stockings/dress/pole dance once, and the specific on-demand date is not limited."

"If you win the championship, you will be given a full set of tongue-kissing bath, including foreplay, orgasm, and cleaning afterward, once a month, and can be used indefinitely."

"If you win the championship, you will receive a handmade egg rubbing service, and the private waiter Xiaoyu will serve your wife on call, valid for a lifetime."

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Xiao Yu and Zhan Xiang smashed consecutive shots, killing the opponent exhausted, killing the audience intoxicated in suffocation, killing the bodies of the two people stretching out the most beautiful posture in the moment before exhaustion.Beat after beat, the ball finally broke through the Malaysian defense and slipped between Wong's legs.

With this ball, Zhan Xiang couldn't stop his footsteps when he landed, and directly rushed out of the sideboard from the diagonal thrust, which aroused whistles in the stands.Xiao Yu excitedly waved his fists at his opponent and howled, celebrating every difficult overtake by the score.

Little Amin lowered his head and scooped up the ball from behind.He smiled helplessly, and tilted his head to look at Xiao Yu's face.

The little feather in front of him had dark eyebrows and a handsome and thin body. At that moment, a powerful arrogance emanated from his shoulders, so that he could only recognize that shining face clearly by looking up.

It was the dazzling glory that the king radiated when he looked down on the world, the tip of the sword in his hand was bleeding, pointing to the sky fearlessly!

"Cheer up, Xiaoxiang, let's fight hard, Xiaoxiang!"

"Xiao Yu kill, don't miss it, don't miss it, block it, oh yeah——score again—"

Boss Zhan's family, together with his cook, driver, nanny, and relatives and friends from the neighbors who came to join in the fun, crowded the big living room to the full.Crowded heads of people lined up the spiral staircase and crowded up to the second floor. The screams circled along the steps, almost toppling the roof.

Director Gu heard the applause of those who knew and those who didn't, mixed with countless cheers of "Xiao Yu, come on".

In the camera, the two children are fighting tenaciously between the venues, and the lights bloom countless petal-like light and shadows on the ground behind them.At certain moments when light and shadow overlap, it is hard to tell which is which.

The two figures shrouded the light circle, the furry edges intersected into curves, and they used their limbs to form a defense system like a city wall in front of the net.Tough will, steel-like muscles and bones, stand tall in front of the opponent's powerful firepower, insurmountable, and indivisible...

"20 to 19, the score was so close again! Match point, Chinese players Xiao Yu and Zhan Xiang got the match point!"

The most dazzling star in the audience was infinitely approaching the top of the sky, and the French audience in the stands couldn't restrain their emotions. They all stood up and cheered, and sang the soul-stirring "Marseillaise".

Different tunes and languages, but filled with the same impassioned blood, the fighting heart transcends national boundaries, regardless of each other.The singing guides the unyielding fighters on the battlefield to welcome the rising sun of every victory and the ups and downs of every round of life.Forward, forward, your victory is our glory!

The applause turned into rhythmic slaps, like a majestic horn resounding through the night sky, urging the soldiers to march forward with singing.

Xiao Yu suddenly burst into a smile amidst the singing, his smile was as flamboyant and confident as ever, and the arc that emerged from the corner of his mouth cut through the hustle and bustle and heat waves around him.At that moment, the five-star red flag burning on the stands boiled over his eyes, covering the entire eye mask.

Zhanxiang serves.

The opponent quickly returned the ball and forced Xiao Yu to the backcourt!

Xiao Yu's body arched a brilliant arc in the air, his snow-white lower abdominal muscles trembled, and he tried his best to catch a high ball on his back, killing Huang Aming's backhand.

He galloped quickly in the sports battle, passed by Zhan Xiang, and once again leaned back 45 degrees to kill Wu Yongliang's net port gap, and returned to his position amidst the surprised and excited shouts of the audience, and intercepted him close to the net!

Xiao Yu's figure flitted across the net like a flying fairy from the sky, blocking the opponent's sight, and Zhan Xiang behind him rushed out from the middle like a dragon coming out of the water to ride the wind and waves.With seamless cooperation and silent tacit understanding, Zhan Xiang didn't even jump up, and suddenly hit a high-hanging hit!

That year, that ball.

A meteor-like dazzling arc was drawn on the pupil membranes of the audience. The audience in front of the TV stood up and cheered wildly. Countless people were moved and proud of it.

That year, that ball.

Zhan Xiang watched the moment the ball hit the ground, lay on his back on the ground, stretched his arms, and roared to the sky.

Xiao Yu jumped up and rode on Zhan Xiang.All the people on the coach's bench jumped up from their seats, shouted and raised their arms and rushed forward, throwing the two of them down, layer upon layer.

Zhan Xiang was firmly pressed under Xiao Yu's body.Eye to eye, cheek to cheek, nose to nose rubbing.Like two smiling children, let the hot atrium jump out of the chest, and burn and melt into a pulsating piece of flesh and blood through two layers of soaking sweaters.

"Champion, champion! The Yuxiang team defeated their opponents in two consecutive rounds and won the men's doubles championship in the Paris Olympics. They are truly the world's number one doubles!

"420 kilometers! Zhan Xiang scored the winning goal with an incredible speed of 420 kilometers per hour! The world record, this is the world record for the fastest spiking speed in badminton—"

Liu Qingsong roared, and then hugged Li Tong in the studio.He took off his glasses and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

On the big screen, Xiao Yu and Zhan Xiang escaped from the crowd celebrating and ran towards the stands occupied by the fans.

Facing the huge five-star red flag shaking with fireworks, Zhan Xiang raised his hand and saluted a standard military salute.One of his hands was raised high, slowly pointing to the sky!

Xiao Yu hugged Zhan Xiang from behind, put his face on the back of his neck, feeling the fresh and throbbing blood rubbing into his chest.

A burning red sun rose from the sky, and the hot tongue splashed on his face, with the power to scald his soul, deeply imprinting the glory into his bone marrow.

That year, that ball, a dream, a pair of people.

Yuxiang Heavenly King, reigns supreme in the world!