At the moment she fell, the audience members sitting in the corner briefly stood up, then sat back down.
The narrator continued.
"After a brief disinfection and bandaging by the team doctor, she returned to the field."
During this break.
Xie Shi'an also turned around and glanced at Qiao Yuchu.
"you……"
Qiao Yuchu swallowed hard, her eyes fixed on the front, knowing what she wanted to say.
"I'm fine, I'm really all better now. See, I've been playing for so long, I didn't hold you back, did I?"
Xie Shi'an turned around.
"That's not what I meant. Your physical condition is much more important than the competition."
The boy spoke the last half of his sentence in a very low voice and in a very soft tone.
Qiao Yuchu still heard it, a smile appeared on her lips, and she stepped forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with her.
"That won't do. We're still one step away from our dream. Don't let us down."
Numbers lit up on the scoreboard.
11:15
They are in the lead for now.
A hint of a smile appeared in Xie Shi'an's eyes.
"No, I'll give you this championship trophy as a New Year's gift."
As she said this, no one noticed that Qiao Yuchu quietly switched the racket to her left hand, quickly moved her right wrist, and then quickly switched it back.
Hidden beneath her bright smile was a barely perceptible trace of pain.
In the final few points, Kim Nam-ji, despite being injured, still unleashed her full potential and went toe-to-toe with them.
11:16
13:17
15:18
18:18
"Kim Nam-ji used his feints to score consecutive points and actually brought the score back."
"Did Qiao Yuchu make mistakes on those balls?"
"That net was just a hair's breadth away from being laid."
"I guess I was just too nervous."
"After all, this is the finals, and the two sides are fighting so fiercely. Kim Nam-ji alone is putting a lot of pressure on them."
"As expected of a player hailed as a badminton prodigy in South Korea, if I could imagine anyone in the future badminton world who could put immense pressure on the Chinese team, it would definitely be Kim Nam-ji."
Kim Nam-ji is short, not as tall as Xie Shi-an, and has a soft and cute appearance, which has earned him a large number of fans. However, his fighting style is completely opposite to his appearance, and he is extremely fierce.
Her small body seemed to possess boundless power. She played like a madwoman, lobbing, smashing, and spiked the ball. With the help of her teammates, she caught them completely off guard.
Qiao Yuchu rested her hands on her knees, panting heavily.
She was still wearing a wrist brace, and her right hand, holding the racket, was trembling slightly after a series of high-intensity exertions.
When Xie Shi'an looked at her with concern, she straightened up again, full of confidence.
"Shi'an, it's time for us to go all out."
The two exchanged a glance, understanding each other without saying a word.
Qiao Yuchu nodded and stood in front.
"Forget about the Chinese team. Kim Nam-ji now represents the Beijing team. Who is the strongest in the East and West divisions will be decided in these last few goals."
"Xie Shi'an serves, Jin Nanzhi flicks back, Qiao Yuchu hits flat, Jin Nanzhi flicks diagonally with a backhand."
When Qiao Yuchu saw Kim Namji run to the net, her eyes lit up. Her chance had come!
She didn't turn around, but shouted, "Shi'an!"
A figure as swift as lightning suddenly darted out from behind her.
Qiao Yuchu knelt down slightly to cooperate and lowered her head.
The strong wind generated by the racket lifted her hair.
"Bang--"
A white shooting star streaked across the sky.
It's just a blink of an eye.
A meteor fell to the ground.
The scoreboard lights up.
19:20
They only need one more point to win this match, which would also mean winning the overall championship of this national team competition.
The entire audience cheered for them, and applause thundered.
This cross-screen attack left the commentators speechless.
"I can only say that this shot was flawless. Both the teamwork and the level of understanding between them were impeccable. If Qiao Yuchu had stood up even slightly, it wouldn't have hit the ball, but her head."
"She laid a lot of groundwork and feints for Xie Shi'an's sudden attack, fooling Jin Nanzhi into thinking that she was going to have to pull and receive the ball. Little did she know, the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."
Even Jian Changnian, who was lying down to rest, jumped up and cheered for them with a towel on her head.
"Shi'an, Yu Chu-jie, well done!!!"
Yan Xinyuan, who was standing outside the field, also applauded and cheered loudly for them.
Kim Nam-ji turned around and glanced at his teammates.
"It's the last ball, as long as I have no regrets."
Her teammate's dejected expression brightened again after hearing her words, and he nodded in agreement.
"good!"
"Xie Shi'an's hair extensions are going to be a disaster, it all hinges on this one move."
The commentator was also quite excited, staring intently at the screen.
"Kim Nam-ji blocked the internet."
"Qiao Yuchu retreated and hit a high clear, creating distance."
Xie Shi'an is waiting, waiting for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow.
"Kim Nam-ji's counter-attack was brilliant!"
"Qiao Yuchu made a diving save and managed to retrieve the ball."
As she braced herself on the ground, another excruciating pain shot through her. Qiao Yuchu couldn't care less about anything else; she just kept her eyes fixed on the white swan feather flying through the air.
"Please rest in peace!"
The boy came running at the sound, moving at will.
She stood like a wall in front of the net. The boy jumped high, the air currents lifting her hair and her blue and white team uniform fluttering in the wind.
It was as if all the light in the world was shining on her.
A meteor-like white feather is tucked into her waistband; the sword's gleam, like an autumn lotus, emerges from its sheath. [1]
This was the commentator's praise for her after winning the game.
With this game-winning shot, the scoreboard lit up.
19:21
The competition has come to an end.
The entire room fell silent.
Zhou Mu slammed his fist on the table and shouted frantically, "Ahhhhh, we won!"
Mom pushed the door open and came in.
"What are you doing instead of doing your homework so late at night?!"
Zhou Mu quickly tucked his phone under his book, chuckling sheepishly.
"I'll write it now, I'll write it now."
After her mother left, she took out her phone again, but instead of playing with it, she threw it on the bed.
The autograph that Jian Changnian asked Yin Jiayi for was torn from the notebook by Zhou Mu, framed, and placed on the desk along with the photos of their gathering before they left.
Looking at my friends' faces, and this precious autograph.
Zhou Mu smiled knowingly, opened the exam paper, and plunged back into the sea of books and questions.
I often think that they are all so amazing, so I need to work harder myself.
***
"thump--"
The boy leaped into the pool and swam towards the light. When he stood up again, he heard cheers from all around him.
"Cheng Zhen, number 03, has broken the team's best time in the men's 400-meter freestyle with a time of 3 minutes and 57 seconds. Congratulations to him!!"
The boy looked at the scoreboard, a wide smile spreading across his face, and excitedly splashed water.
***
The camera then returned to the Binhai Provincial Team, where Xie Shi'an turned around and reached out his hand to Qiao Yuchu, who was sitting on the ground.
"We won."