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At this moment, Ke Zhiyan suddenly regretted that Director Zhong had put her in the single position when he was arranging troops before the game, but she didn't object.

I even regretted that I knew that I was in a bad state but was too confident and insisted on playing.

The price of this meaningless persistence is her - as a single of the Chinese team, she quickly fell behind 0:2 at the beginning of the quarter-finals.Although she tried her best to make up for it in the third game, she still couldn't resist the fight of Dong Rong, a single from the Singapore team who was getting better and better.

The near stage swings short, the middle stage changes the line, and the far stage fights... After the mind and body finally reached a consensus, Ke Zhiyan desperately tried to make up for it, and tried her best at what she was good at but not at all, but even though she had already Putting myself in the position of losing the ball, I tried my best to throw away the pressure to fight, and the racket that was just warmed up just now was still no match for Dong Rong, who had already played forward.

The whole venue was hers, and Ke Zhiyan was just another participant, the stepping stone to victory and the defeater.

2:3, lost.

Dong Rong clenched his fists and let out a low growl. In Ke Zhiyan's eyes, he seemed to be showing off his might. The Singapore team on the sidelines jumped up and down in an instant. Cheers, applause, and screams even the referee frequently looked over to warn them with a yellow card.

Ke Zhiyan glanced at the score, 8:11, she was just a little bit close to evening the score.

Dong Rong came over to shake hands with her, with an uncontrollable smile on his face, and wind on the soles of his feet.Ke Zhiyan looked up at her, wanting to give her a friendly smile to his old opponent and old friend on the court, but the corners of his mouth twitched, but he still couldn't make a smile.

It wasn't the first time I lost, but it was the first time I lost out of nowhere.

It seemed as if she had just entered the court, before she even picked up the racket, the game was over.

A crushing defeat.

Ke Zhiyan was stunned for a few seconds, the blue surface of the ball table in front of her was dazzling, tears welled up in response to her physical reaction, but she forcibly restrained them in her eye sockets.She paused, and finally realized that she should go down.

Ke Zhiyan actually wanted to jump over the baffle closest to her and walk out of the arena without looking back.

She didn't dare to see the reactions of her teammates and Director Zhong.

I didn't dare to know Wei Cheng's reaction when he saw this inexplicable match-fixing in the broadcast.

Ke Zhiyan lowered his head and moved back to his teammates on the sidelines. The middle seat among them was empty - it was reserved for her, a special seat.

The teammates were a little quieter.Ke Zhiyan lowered his head and blinked his sore eyes, but he mustered up the courage to raise his head and apologize: "I'm sorry, I lost..."

When the words were spoken, her consciousness suddenly drifted back to many years ago...not many, just four years ago—her consciousness suddenly drifted back to Moscow, which was about to enter summer four years ago.

The game has the same name as the current one, and the first person standing here is her closest person.

Ke Zhiyan thought of Wei Cheng who stood here four years ago and lost at the beginning, leading to the team's overall defeat.The panicked Wei Cheng hid in the quilt and cried after returning home.

At that time—when Wei Cheng lost—was she the same as she is now?My mind was blank, a little sad, a little frustrated, and a little scared, afraid that the Chinese team would lose the Corbylon Cup that they had won for so many years.

Although the current stable team is not as chaotic as it was at the time when the young and the old were handed over, but fate has gone around in circles, and who knows if this is another joke played on you by the man behind the scenes.

Ke Zhiyan didn't dare to think about what it would be like if she lost this game, just like she never thought that one day she would hold back her teammates in such an important team match.

Ke Zhiyan lowered his head involuntarily, like a criminal being dragged out for a parade, and people who had been friends with him in the past showed disgusted eyes and wished they could stay away.

It's not that I can't afford to lose, and it's not that I can't lose in the team competition, but I can't forgive losing in this way.

When it was time to talk, I hated it. Ke Zhiyan stood on the sidelines during the intermission for a few minutes, except for the first sentence of apology, he couldn't even say a single extra sentence.

She pursed her lips and clenched her fists, dejectedly, walked around the baffle, and planned to sit down first so as not to block the way of her teammates who were going to play next game. She was still silently thinking about contracting the service of handing over water and towels to her teammates.

Then she felt her head being pressed lightly, very lightly, a customary way of expressing intimacy.Sun Yuqing's soft and warm words came from above her head: "It's been hard work, take a good rest, and leave the rest to us."

The next game is about to start, and Sun Yuqing goes to the court with a racket to warm up.Ke Zhiyan was dragged down by the teammates on both sides and sat down on the chair. Director Zhong nodded to her through several people: "Don't think too much, we will win."

Zhao Yunhan sat beside her and smiled gently at her, "It's okay, there are still us."

Wang Ying walked back and patted her on the shoulder, her eyes were still on the court, and she spoke earnestly: "Children, you should be more mature now and then."

On the court, Sun Yuqing counterattacked and scored, and Wang Ying immediately applauded and shouted.

Ke Zhiyan finally dared to raise his head to look at his teammates, and gave a soft "hmm" amidst the applause.

In the quarter-finals, the Chinese team led by a big score of 3:1 and entered the semi-finals without any risk. When summing up after the game, Ke Zhiyan took the manuscript paper for the first time, got up and seriously reviewed his performance.

Sun Yuqing looked at the little lion whose brows and eyes were softened, and her chin was stunned. She supported her chin and patted Wang Ying next to her: "Quickly see if my chin has dropped?"

Wang Ying gave her a supercilious look: "Childish."

Sun Yuqing rested her chin on her elbows and said dissatisfiedly, "How are you talking? I'm obviously dumbfounded."

"Isn't it just that Xiao Ke has rarely taken it seriously once? As for?"

"You also said it's rare." Ke Zhiyan was still raising his eyebrows and making self-criticism, Sun Yuqing lowered her voice to avoid getting too excited: "In the past, who has seen this little brat so well-behaved in self-criticism? "

Wang Ying was not excited, and her tone was still flat: "She should grow up too, and we can't always spoil her like a child." Then, she glanced at Sun Yuqing, "We are all going to retire eventually, what will she do then? ? Are you still so capricious?"

The smile on Sun Yuqing's face froze for a second, as if she didn't quite understand Wang Ying's purpose for bringing up this topic, but she followed Wang Ying's lead: "Wei Cheng seemed to have mentioned to me before that she thought this child would become a national leader. the future of the team."

"It's not possible, it's certain. Before Tokyo, Yunhan submitted an application for retirement, and the coaching staff approved it. She will officially announce her retirement when she returns home after playing. We are not young anymore. Retirement is a matter of time, that bastard Wei Cheng I don’t know if corruption in foreign countries can be relied on. At most, we can go to Rio, will we still be there?” Wang Ying looked at Sun Yuqing: “Who will carry the national table tennis in the future?”

In the semi-finals, Ke Zhiyan took the initiative to find Director Zhong to give up the game.She needs to slow down, no matter from the point of view of mind or body, it is not a good choice to play at this time.

She stayed on the sidelines to serve her teammates obediently, received water, handed water, handed towels and cheered... She really did what she secretly decided in the quarter-finals.

Wei Cheng pieced together the news from Wang Ying, Sun Yuqing and others, and was really surprised when she learned that she didn't even plan to play in the finals, so she quickly typed in the video.

Ke Zhiyan frowned and smiled at her obediently, "I just think that I should slow myself down and think about what the team's sense of honor means to me."

Wei Cheng watched her for a while in a video that was a few frames slower, her mind was a little confused, and she subconsciously asked, "Then have you thought it through?"

Ke Zhiyan pursed his lips and smiled, and said seriously: "Sister Cheng, I want to play doubles."

After all, there was Ke Zhiyan in the finals - Director Zhong didn't let her go, and he still ranked her in the first place when handing over the list to the Table Tennis Federation.

Ke Zhiyan looked at the roster and his facial features wrinkled into a ball, and Sun Yuqing next to him was happy: "This is the first time I see someone who doesn't want to play in the finals."

In fact, the face is wrinkled, but the heart is still willing.After all, I fell on an order last time. If I can't seize the opportunity again, I will feel stuck in my heart.

Of course, Ke Zhiyan had to grasp this hard-won opportunity well.The last time they lost 2:3, this time they simply dominated the game without giving the opponent the slightest loophole. The game was played beautifully and won 3:0.

Sun Yuqing gave her a high five after the stage, Wang Ying raised her head and gave her a smile, and the senior smiled kindly.

I am still very happy to have won the gold medal. It was early morning local time at the end of the celebration banquet at night. Wei Cheng had just finished training in the afternoon, and it was afternoon tea time in the UK. In front of a group of British teammates, everything had to make way for the afternoon tea.

Wei Cheng found a coffee shop to sit in. She lived in the UK for a year and still couldn't get used to their coffee and tea.

A waiter came to order with a plate, and Wei Cheng just ordered a cup of the most ordinary tea.

Ke Zhiyan watched the whole thing on the other end of the video, and when Wei Cheng turned around and had time to talk to her, she smiled and said, "Your English is pretty good."

"Anyone who stays here for a year can learn the most basic ordering." Wei Cheng replied helplessly, and she noticed that Ke Zhiyan's cheeks were slightly flushed.

I don't know if it's because of the light.But when she thought of the routine celebration banquet after the game, she still asked, "Did you drink?"

"I only drank a small glass of red." Ke Zhiyan saw Wei Cheng staring at her, so he touched his face with his hand, it didn't feel hot, it was okay. "Maybe it's been too long since I've had a drink. I feel fine myself."

"Last time you drank two full glasses at home."

"That was all a few months ago, okay, besides, everyone drank at that time."

Wei Cheng frowned, and mentioned that a few months ago—the night when they were at Ke's house during the Chinese New Year, she remembered the sound of the piano on a snowy night and the kiss with Christmas snow.

Alcohol is crazy.

Ke Zhiyan licked his lips, and asked her under the dim light: "So, I won the championship, is there any reward?"

Wei Cheng laughed, and did not expose this unreasonable behavior of claiming credit for the team championship, "What do you want?"

"... Akiss?"