The Gold is Yours, You Are Mine: Chapter 44 National Competition 8

At the beginning of the third round, even Zhou Mu, who had always been sloppy and sluggish, sat up straight and stared nervously at the situation on the field.

She has a bad habit, that is, when she is nervous about the exam, she also likes to pinch her thighs, and now she is also pinching the flesh on her thighs, but who knows that she doesn't feel the slightest bit, Zhou Mu tried harder, and Cheng Zhen who was sitting next to her let out a miserable cry Shouting and jumping up, the drink was spilled.

He was in pain: "Why are you pinching me?"

Only then did Zhou Mu realize that he had pinched the wrong person, and hurriedly apologized, but for some reason, it was funny again.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I... I didn't mean it, I was too nervous watching the game... that's how it will be..."

Cheng Zhenmu put on a face: "Next time, tell me earlier, I'll change my position."

Seeing that his drink had spilled, Zhou Mu handed over his own, smiling brightly under the fluorescent lamp.

"I'm sorry, I'll pay attention next time, here, I'll give you my drink, don't be angry."

Cheng Zhen was startled, took it slowly, took a sip from the straw, and thought to himself: It's... pretty good.

Forget it, forgive her for the drink's sake.

The young man was thinking so, before he could recover, he slapped his arm again.

Before he could swallow a sip of his drink, he was choked up and spit it all out.

"Cheng Zhen, look quickly!! We got the match point first! Ms. Yuchu is awesome!"

Zhou Mu was still shaking his arm crazily, and when he turned around, he saw the man's face was livid and he was coughing continuously.

"Ah? What's wrong with you?"

A certain person didn't realize his mistake at all, and looked confused.

Cheng Zhen waved his hand, and finally recovered enough to speak.

"No...I'm going to the bathroom."

If he stayed here again, he was afraid that if Zhou Mu's Shadowless Claw was photographed, he would die suddenly.

"Okay, then you go and come back quickly, the second half is about to start."

After going to the bathroom to clean up my clothes briefly, when I returned to the stands, the game was already in full swing.

Yan Xinyuan has been standing outside the field, frowning deeply, staring at the situation on the field.

"It's the last ball. The score is tight. It has reached a score of 19:20."

"Did the Binhai team win the game, or did the Zhejiang team equalize the score, filling the game with more suspense?"

"Look at Yang Li's last serve! It's a beautiful serve, directly attacking Chen Siyu's backcourt, covering the top of her head."

"Qiao Yu followed the beat at the beginning, and then followed up the attack."

"Zhao Wenjing's return to defense is very fast. With this flat angle, why do I feel that Yang Li's right half is a bit dangerous."

"Here it comes! That was a fake move just now! Yang Li is in danger, Qiao Yuchu is on the left, the ball is too late!"

The voice of the explanation just fell.

Xie Shi'an suddenly stood up from his chair.

Jian Changnian also widened her eyes.

I saw Qiao Yuchu rushing towards the ball like a bolt of lightning from the left half.

Such an instant explosive power is actually a test of the overall quality of the body. She gritted her teeth, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. When she was still some distance from the landing point of the ball, she kicked off the ground and took off. It even stayed in midair for a second.

In this fleeting moment, she stretched her long arms to reach her limit distance, and the front half of the racket just caught the shuttlecock.

Qiao Yuchu exerted his last bit of strength, let out a roar from his throat, and threw the ball over.

No one expected that a person who has always played steadily would be so fast and so desperate.

The moment the ball hit the net, a smile appeared on Qiao Yuchu's face, and then he fell heavily on his side to the ground.

There was a sharp pain in her wrist, and she curled up in pain.

Yang Li hurried over and called loudly: "Sister Yuchu, sister Yuchu, are you okay?! Where's the team doctor! Team doctor!"

The team doctor arrived with a medicine box, and all the members of the Binhai Provincial Team surrounded him.

The team doctor gently lifted Qiao Yuchu's right hand that was hanging by her side, and just a tiny movement made her sweat profusely and grunt in pain.

"Did you support it with your hands when you landed?"

Qiao Yu nodded at the beginning, her eyes were a little red.

"It was too late to relieve the force, so I supported it with my hands."

Falling down in such a state of high-speed movement, and still using your hands to support it, probably hurt your bones.

The team doctor's face was serious, but with so many people here, he just said: "Can you go? Follow me to the infirmary to deal with it."

Qiao Yuchu nodded, Yan Xinyuan quickly helped him up, and said, "Hurry up, Chang Nian, Zhang Chun, you two go with me, come back and tell me what's going on."

"it is good."

Jian Changnian nodded, and Zhang Chun supported her on the left and right.

Xie Shi'an held onto her other arm, frowning all the time, pursing the corners of his lips tightly, without saying a word.

Qiao Yuchu turned around and smiled.

"It's okay, Shi'an, look, I did it, I said if I can win, I can win, don't worry, I will go to apply ice, and I will be back in a while. When I come back, I hope to hear about your next game." Good news for the game."

Xie Shi'an reluctantly let go and watched them go away.

While they were busy caring about Qiao Yuchu's injury, the Zhejiang team asked the referee to re-watch the replay because they felt that Qiao Yuchu's ball hit the net just now.

Yang Li was dissatisfied: "What hit the net? I saw it clearly from the side. The ball went out of bounds. It's because your skills are not as good as others and you didn't catch it!"

"What does it mean to be inferior to others? If it weren't for you to let go of the water in the second game, we would lose and play smart. Come on, let's compete in an upright manner!"

Hearing this, Xie Shi'an threw the towel in his hand, stood up suddenly, and rushed over with great strides. Yan Xinyuan hurriedly stopped between the players on both sides.

"Shi'an, if they want to watch the replay, let them watch it! I believe in Yuchu."

Seeing the movement, the referee also walked over with his whistle in his mouth, looking at them with a serious face.

Yan Xinyuan said in a low voice: "It's the last match, have you forgotten what Yuchu said just now? Don't let her down at this time."

Only then did Xie Shi'an's tense body relax.

Yang Li also said loudly: "I also believe in Sister Yuchu."

"And me, we all believe in Miss Yuchu."

"She won't foul."

The others also gathered around and echoed.

The referee saw that both sides agreed to check the replay, so he took off the whistle and nodded: "The head coach comes with me to the rostrum, and the others will wait for a while."

The high-speed motion camera took a clear picture. After slow-motion, it was found that the ball did not touch the net when it passed the net. It flew across the sky at a distance of about a few centimeters.

Yan Xinyuan let go of his hanging heart, and left with a sneer.

"If you have the time to care about whether other people commit fouls, it is better to strengthen your own skills and return to the national team."

The head coach of the Zhejiang team couldn't hold back his face, so he took a racket and slapped his players twice.

"Didn't you say that someone made a foul? It's not embarrassing, let me go down!"

Yan Xinyuan returned to his team, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, Xie Shi'an wrapped his hand glue on his racket.

"Coach Yan, there is no need to arrange any tactics. I will not reserve my strength, nor will I deliberately save my energy to lose a game first. I will go all out to convince them."

As she spoke, she glanced at Yin Jiayi who was opposite, and when their eyes collided, invisible sparks flew everywhere, and the fighting spirit was raging.

Yan Xinyuan nodded, put his hand on her shoulder, and said firmly: "Okay, just let go and fight, no matter whether you win or lose, you are our pride."

A smile appeared on the corner of Xie Shi'an's lips, he nodded slightly, and took the racket to the field.

After a short break, the commentator spoke again.

"Wow, this is really an unbelievable game. After losing two games first, the Binhai team evened the score. The next singles game will be played by Yin Jiayi against Xie Shi'an. I believe that Yin Jiayi's name is already familiar to everyone." , World Championships, Tongyu Cup, Asian Championships, All England Open... She has too many championship titles."

"In the last national competition, Xie Shi'an and his partner Qiao Yuchu defeated the veterans Sun Xue and Jiang Wen, and won the silver medal in an upset. His strength should not be underestimated."

"Let's see if Xie Shi'an can take on the important task of letting the second chase the third and lead the Binhai Provincial team to the finals. Now, the competition officially begins, let us wait and see!"

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When the competition was going on fiercely, in the infirmary, Qiao Yuchu dismissed Zhang Chun on the pretext of leaving his coat in the rest area.

Jian Changnian was still standing here, following her every step of the way, with a rather worried expression.

"Doctor, what happened to Miss Yuchu's hand? Can we still play in the next match?"

The team doctor glanced at Qiao Yuchu who was sitting on the hospital bed, she shook her head slightly, and signaled him not to speak with her eyes.

The team doctor sighed in his heart: "It's okay, it's twisted, you go and bring in the ice pack."

"Okay." After hearing this, Jian Changnian was a little relieved, and hurriedly ran to the outside room to find an ice pack.

Only then did Qiao Yuchu whisper, "Thank you."

The team doctor gently pinched her wrist, Lao Gao was already swollen, Qiao Yuchu broke out in a cold sweat when he touched it a little.

"I hurt my bones, I suggest you not to participate in the next competition, and stay in the hospital to recuperate."

Qiao Yuchu gritted her teeth, endured the severe pain, and shook her head.

"No, the national competition is at the critical time, I can't..."

The team doctor interrupted her: "For badminton players, the wrist joint is a part that is prone to injury, not to mention that it has been damaged to a certain extent during the years of training. If you really want to continue playing For the competition, then I suggest that you must take good care of yourself in the days before the finals."

Qiao Yuchu was silent for a while, then she nodded.

When the team doctor was about to take her to the hospital, she raised her head again, with a hint of pleading in her eyes.

"Please help me fix it first, I want to go to the hospital after watching this game."

...The doctor's parents are heartbroken, and the team doctor is half dead by her anger.

"I know this game is very important to the Binhai team, but you can't ignore your injuries!"

Qiao Yuchu shook her head, a weak smile appeared on the corner of her lips, but her eyes were shining brightly.

"This game is also very important for Shi'an. I want to stay and witness every important moment in her life, whether she wins or loses."

She paid too much for this game.

If she wins, she must hope that she will stand among the crowd applauding for her, and if she loses, she can comfort her immediately.

During their training, the team doctor has been with the team, and they are considered to be one of the few people who have understood how hard they have worked.

Even though she was reluctant, she knew that this would not be kind to her injury, but she still compromised.

"Okay then, after the game is over, I must go to the hospital with me for further treatment as soon as possible. Also, I will help you hide it from others, but this situation must be known to Coach Yan."

Qiao Yuchu nodded: "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you."

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The match between Xie Shi'an and Yin Jiayi later received more than 10 million views on the Internet, and became one of the must-see videos for the national team's replay, and it also opened the prelude to her smashing the world on the world stage.

Her style of play is actually a bit similar to Yin Jiayi's. She is a player who plays fast breaks and quick kills. She has a wide range of offenses. Once she catches the opportunity, she can win the game in one go, and her ability to end the game is very strong.

However, she is younger than Yin Jiayi, which may be her only advantage, but also Yin Jiayi's fatal weakness.

Because I am young, I dare to fight hard without any burden.

Xie Shi'an is like an output machine, serving, catching, leveling, and smashing the ball non-stop, without giving her any chance to breathe.

In the first game, the two sides played until 19:21 to decide the winner, and Yin Jiayi narrowly won.

In the second game, Xie Shi'an fired all his firepower and scored 21 points all the way. The difference between the two sides was only one point, and Yin Jiayi regretted losing.

At the beginning of the third round, I thought that the two players who had gone through the physical exertion of the first two rounds would play a little slower, but who knew that Xie Shi'an was attacking and killing quickly as soon as he came up, forcing Yin Jiayi to fight her.

She held the racket on the court like a sword that was drawn out of its scabbard. Wherever she went, she was about to score. Every time she swung the racket and hit the ball, there was a powerful bang echoing throughout the stadium.

The young man in white clothes slightly raised his spirits.

Even the commentator couldn't help sighing: "Xie Shi'an's speed is too fast, if it wasn't for the slow-motion camera, I couldn't see her movements clearly at all."

"I can say that this game is the most exciting game in the Eastern Division so far. It is a visual feast."

"To be honest, when we first knew that Xie Shi'an's opponent was Yin Jiayi, we didn't like her very much, but until now, she has completely conquered our two commentators and the audience friends at the scene with her own strength. .”

"Whether Xie Shi'an can counterattack and defeat the national player, and whether the Binhai Provincial team can make a miracle with two chasing three depends on this last goal!"

"The current score is 19:20, Xie Shi'an is temporarily behind!"

"Yin Jiayi catches the ball beautifully, with a backhand flat push to the net."

"Hold it! Xie Shi'an's extreme save, the reaction speed is too fast!"

"The top of Yin Jiayi's head was suppressed! An extreme save made Xie Shi'an regain the rhythm on the court!"

"Although Xie Shi'an is... young, but at critical moments, he has a big heart!"

"It's more than one shot, and now neither side is in a hurry to attack, and they are looking for each other's flaws, Yin Jiayi is very patient."

Yan Xinyuan stood on the sidelines, pressing the ballpoint pen in his hand, nervous for her.

The audience in the stands held their breath and forgot to cheer, for fear that making a little noise would affect them.

Everyone is waiting for the final result.

A white meteor flew over.

Xie Shi'an raised his racket high, with a smile on his lips.

Grandpa, you'll be watching from the sky, bless me, right?

The teenager hit the ball with a swing and scored on the ground.

The moment the scoreboard lit up, it was as if a bomb had been dropped in a calm lake, and the audience was boiling.

Zhou Mu's voice was almost hoarse.

"Ahhhhhh Shi'an, you are the best!!"

Cheng Zhen frantically waved the flag of the Binhai Provincial Team.

"The Coastal Team—"

"come on!!"

The audience behind him shouted at the top of their lungs.

Xie Shi'an's teammates all stood together and cheered for her loudly.

"Shi'an, come on!!"

Qiao Yuchu stood in the stands on the second floor, looked at her back from afar, and added something for her from the bottom of her heart.

"Beautiful!! Shocking reversal!! Xie Shi'an evened the score, the next two points will be crucial, let us wait and see who wins!"

It was Xie Shi'an's turn to serve, maybe it had been a long time since he had played such a fierce game, Yin Jiayi swallowed unconsciously.

Xie Shi'an noticed it, a wanton smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he raised his arms high.

"I had a great time playing this game, and I hope you do too."