The Gold is Yours, You Are Mine

The audience entered the arena, and the mountains roared and the tsunami roared.

The big screen in the venue has been lit up.

Xie Shi'an and Jian Changnian are also making final preparations.

Jian Changnian held a circle of hand glue in his hand, and wanted to wrap it around the racket. Halfway through, he didn't know what he was thinking, and stood there blankly. The hand glue rolled to the ground.

Xie Shi'an bumped her arm.

"What's the matter with you? Absent-minded."

Jian Changnian came back to her senses, and jumped up from the seat like an electric shock, startled Xie Shi'an.

"No, nothing."

Xie Shi'an thought she was still brooding over yesterday's quarrel, and saw that the game was about to start.

Her tone rarely softened.

"Let's play the game first, you are the main attacker, and I will cooperate with you."

Jian Chang made up her mind, watched her back as she walked towards the field, took a deep breath, and picked up her racket to follow.

Through the net, Jin Nanzhi's eyes fell on her lap.

Xie Shi'an is still wearing knee pads today.

There was a sarcastic smile on her lips.

"It's not the time for you to be injured."

Xie Shi'an twirled the racket around his fingertips and pointed it straight at her.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's start when you're ready."

The referee's whistle sounded.

She took a step back and gave Jian Changnian to the front of the net.

"You can play with confidence, I will guard the ball in the backcourt."

Jian Changnian nodded solemnly, staring at Jin Nanzhi's movements with all his attention, not daring to be careless.

"it is good."

People who are used to attacking are also very handy in defense, because she knows where Kim Nam-ji's ball will go.

The tacit understanding between her and Jian Changnian does not require words or even eye gestures. Most of the time, it is an instinctive reaction of the body. Her ball cushion is good. Jian Changnian has an advantage in front of the net, and compared to her, Jian Changnian has another advantage.

She has participated in fewer competitions, so she has been less studied, and occasionally some tricks are quite unexpected.

In this way, the first game ended at 15:21, and she and Jian Changnian temporarily took the lead.

Back in the rest area, Jian Changnian wiped off her sweat with a towel, and glanced at her knees.

"Your injury..."

Taking on the defense of the entire backcourt is not as easy as smashing the ball in front of the net. She almost fell several times.

Xie Shi'an raised his head and poured mineral water, wiped off the water stains on the corners of his lips with the back of his hand, and handed the bottle back to Wan Jing.

"It's okay, you can fight, and try to take it down."

Wan Jing handed another bottle of water to Jian Chang, and said yes.

"Yes, that's what I mean too. Make a quick decision. Don't bother with them. The more you delay, the worse it will be for you."

Jian Changnian nodded, and only had time to take a sip. When the intermission time came, the referee's whistle blew again.

She hastily handed the water back.

"Okay, then I'll still play before the net."

The second inning begins.

The South Korean team changed their tactics and focused on Jian Changnian playing alone. She was under too much pressure in front of the net.

Xie Shi'an stepped forward, wanting to share the burden for her, but Jian Changnian was concerned about her injury and was unwilling to give in.

For the first time on the court, the two had disagreements, and because of this, they made several mistakes, and some of the points they deserved were missed.

Lost the game by just two points.

The two sides drew 1:1.

Xie Shi'an took a deep breath in his heart, sat on a chair to rest, watched her walk over, and pulled off the towel covering his head.

"Why didn't you let me kill the ball just now, it can even the score!"

"I..." After losing the game, Jian Changnian felt uncomfortable, but the team doctor clearly told her to do what she could.

The explosive power of jumping up like that is too much burden on her knees now.

"I thought I could."

"Are you not sure if you can do it? Don't do porcelain work without diamonds."

She was angry, but it hit Jian Changnian's sad story of losing to Jin Nanzhi in the singles a few days ago. Her heart felt as uncomfortable as being pricked by a needle, and her eyes turned red in an instant.

"I'm sorry...I...I tried my best, I really didn't expect...they would target me..."

As soon as Xie Shi'an raised his eyes, he saw that she was about to cry or not, and knew that he was speaking too harshly, so it was somewhat awkward.

"Okay, my lord, the camera is still filming, and once the media sees it, they will say that there is a discord in our team."

It is better not to say such comforting words.

Wan Jing was afraid of adding fuel to the flames, so he hurriedly tried to smooth things over.

"Don't say a few words. After the fight is over, it's all about the last game. Clean up your mood and play hard."

Xie Shi'an glanced at the South Korean team with a condensed expression.

"Let me take the main attack."

Jian Changnian was also in a hurry, and wanted to fight for it again.

"Give me one more chance, let me try, I will definitely do it next time, and I won't make any more mistakes!"

Xie Shi'an looked at Wan Jing.

Although Wan Jing was worried about Xie Shi'an's injury, the score had reached 1:1, and the situation did not allow them to make another mistake.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he put his hand on Jian Changnian's shoulder cruelly, and exerted a little force.

"It's the last game, let Shi'an play."

Even though she had thousands of reluctances in her heart, Wan Jing was the head coach after all, and when she came on the field, she still stood behind.

Watching them change tactics, Jin Nanzhi thought for a while, turned sideways, and whispered to his teammates.

"It's better to call Jian Changnian, and Xie Shi'an will leave it to me to deal with it."

"it is good."

Cui Huixi nodded, and turned her gaze to Park Minxian, who also nodded at her as a gesture.

Cui Huixi gritted her teeth and reached a consensus with him.

The referee's whistle sounded.

When the two of them got sideways, Xie Shi'an stretched out his hand slightly.

Jian Changnian also took a deep breath and bumped into her palm.

"come on!"

Their voices were mixed with the cheers of the audience, and the decisive round officially kicked off.

The South Korean team implemented the tactics very well. Knowing that Jian Changnian was weak, they hit her. Xie Shi'an had no eyes at the back of his head. He really couldn't care about some balls, and forcibly tore apart the indestructible line of defense. mouth.

Both sides come and go, basically you get one point, I chase one point, and each other refuses to give in, falling into a long tug-of-war.

Commentator A also said looking at the stalemate score.

"Xie Shi'an is an explosive player. Among all active female badminton players, her average playing time is the shortest. Such a protracted situation is quite unfavorable for her."

Commentary B: "Especially before the game we got news from the coaching staff that Xie Shi'an played with an injury."

Commentary A: "Jian Chang has to stand up quickly. Be careful of Cui Huixi's backcourt ball, otherwise Xie Shi'an will be under too much pressure in front alone."

Commentary B: "Speaking of Cui Huixi, everyone, don't think that she is some little-known young player who can beat Jian Changnian like this. Kim Nam-ji was sent to China by the South Korean team in order to break the gold medal monopoly of the Chinese team in the world badminton world. A bright card for further study, and Choi Hye Hee is the secret weapon secretly cultivated by the South Korean team."

Commentary A also answered the question.

"Yes, she has been playing for three generations. Her grandfather is the winner of the first Olympic gold medal in Korean history. He is known as the godfather of Korean badminton, Cui Junxu, senior Cui."

"Her father was the head coach of the last South Korean national team. It can be said that it is really a family background."

Commentary B: "And she has rarely shown her face on the world stage in recent years, and there are very few video materials about her games. Even if you want to study her, there is no way."

While the game was going on nervously, listening to the professional analysis of the two commentators, people kept brushing on the barrage.

"Then is this game going to be lost?"

"Xie Shi'an, Jian Changnian, come on!"

"Don't lose to them at their home court!"

"Trash little Xiba, the persimmons will be picked up and squeezed."

"How long has Jian Changnian been practicing, and how long has Cui Huixi been practicing, Xie Shi'an can't stand alone, it's over, let's go."

"Upstairs, shut up if you can't speak, can you stop bad-mouthing the Chinese team here, you can do it."

…

The score was tied at 11:11.

End of the first half, intermission.

The two commentators looked at each other with serious expressions.

"Actually, you don't necessarily lose. The outcome is five or five."

"That's right, it depends on who plays better when the masters compete."

"Jian Changnian was actually not easy. Xie Shi'an went into the battle with an injury. She shared a large part of the defensive pressure. She was still the main attacker in the first round and won. Please be more lenient to our athletes. No one wants to win."

"I have to admit that the South Korean team played really well today. In terms of man-to-man tactics, they executed very well."

"Besides, Jin Nanzhi is not weak in the first place. He is ranked in the top five in the world. Just behind Xie Shi'an, how weak can he be? The combination of her and Cui Huixi is one plus one is greater than two."

"The two of them made some mistakes in today's game. In the last game, they could feel that there were some differences of opinion."

"Let's see how we adjust in the second half, and see if we can widen the gap."

At the beginning of the second half, Jin Nanzhi took the lead in scoring and tricked Jian Changnian's defense with a fake move.

Xie Shi'an looked back at Jian Changnian who was still sitting on the ground, her expression was obviously a little depressed.

"What are you doing?! Can't that ball be saved?!"

"I..." Jian Changnian's hand holding the racket was a little soft, and he muttered: "I thought it...it would go out of bounds."

Xie Shi'an resolutely turned his head back.

"What do you think? There's so much deliberation on the field, so just go down and stop fighting."

It was as if I had returned to the time when I had just met not long ago.

When she was still training for the Binhai provincial team, she ran out to play wild ball with others, and when she was entangled by hooligans, she was still standing in front of her like a wall, protecting her as she is now.

Jane Changnian looked at her back.

The lights from the top of the stadium spilled over her.

For so many years, her spine has never been bent, whether it is facing a strong enemy or the public opinion in society.

She was knocked down again and again, and then stood up again and again. Jian Changnian thought that in those darkest days, it was she who extended a helping hand to Xie Shi'an and pulled her out of the mud, but it turned out that she was The one who saves is also himself.

Perhaps when people are pushed to a desperate situation, they will burst out with new courage.

Jian Changnian supported the racket, stood up little by little, walked to her side, and stood side by side with her.

Even though she didn't say anything, Xie Shi'an smiled when he saw the firm look in her eyes regained.

"Do you remember what Coach Yan said?"

"Remember, when you meet on a narrow road, the brave wins."

Jian Changnian raised her chin slightly.

"Don't worry, I won't give them any chance to score. Even if it's my life, I will defend every ball that flies over."

The situation on the field is changing rapidly.

Jin Nanzhi's tricky left hand ball was blocked by Jian Changnian, and Cui Huixi took advantage of the situation to hit the net and hit her right half.

Jian Changnian took half a step back, raised his racket, and the moment his figure blocked the opponent's sight, Xie Shi'an came out.

White meteors flew head-on.

Jin Nanzhi's pupils shrank.

So fast!

She didn't have time to return to the defense, and the ball had already landed.

The two turned around and clapped hands, in perfect harmony.

Looking at the lighted scoreboard, Jian Changnian had a long-lost smile on his face.

In the studio, the commentators also cheered for them.

"Beautiful! This counterattack is simple and neat. If I read correctly, Jian Changnian made a small movement of raising her hand, and was caught by the opponent. She thought she was going to hit the right side. Who knew that Xie Shi'an came out from the left halfway, and hit him. Jin Nanzhi and Cui Huixi were caught off guard!"

"It's too tacit, so we have to fight like this. Don't worry, take it slowly step by step, and open the score first."

Just when they adjusted their form, scored consecutively, and were about to win the game in one go, the South Korean team applied for a timeout.

Park Minxian looked serious, making tactical arrangements.

"Didn't you say it? If you want to stare at Jian Changnian, how can you give her a chance?"

Cui Huixi lowered her head: "I'm sorry, Coach Park..."

Park Min Hun interrupted her.

"Okay, you don't need to talk to me about this kind of nonsense. At home in Incheon, so many Korean people are watching you. Cui Huixi, I don't care what method you use, you have to keep an eye on Jian Changnian, Nan Zhi, Xie Shi'an's leg is injured, you should know where to hit him."

Jin Nanzhi glanced at Xie Shi'an who was facing him, but before he could make a sound, the referee's whistle blew again.

Park Minxian saw that the time was almost up, and patted them on the shoulder.

"Come on, the last few **** are over, don't let me down, let down the fans who are expecting you to win the gold medal at home."

After the South Korean team applied for a timeout, Lu Xiaoting also muttered.

"It's the same thing again. Calling a timeout when others are playing smoothly, but the referee still listens to them. Doesn't the South Korean team do anything other than make small moves?"

Stripped from the state of concentrating on the competition, the pain in the knee once again swept through the whole body.

Xie Shi'an's legs trembled a little.

"Pick up..."

Jian Changnian turned her head to look over.

Xie Shi'an put his hand on her shoulder and forced her to turn around.

"I'm fine, the game has started, let's go."

All things that require full concentration must be completed in one go. It is not easy to enter the game state again after being interrupted, not to mention that as the game time gets longer and longer, Xie Shi'an's knees are getting worse and worse. It hurts.

From being able to ignore it at the beginning, to being able to bear it in the middle of the game, and now to the unbearable pain, she is almost gritting her teeth and persisting.

The score fell into a long tug-of-war again.

15:15

16:16

17:17

18:18

…

Every point in the second half counts.

Wan Jing had already stood up, sweating for them.

The commentator also said: "It's the last few goals, even if you can't win the game in one go, don't let the opponent grab the match point first."

Xie Shi'an took the time to look at the scoreboard, panting heavily.

"Fight it and cover me."

Jian Changnian knew that she was going to widen the distance and end the game with a fast break, but it was too much burden on her knees, and her heart throbbed instantly, but she just nodded slightly, too late say something else.

"Okay, don't worry about killing the ball, and leave the rest to me."

Cooperate with offense and tacitly defend.

The two of them could understand each other without words, and when they crossed each other, the wind picked up the corners of their clothes.

The spotlight shines on them, the camera pans with them, and the big screen shows their rapt faces.

They are the most dazzling twin stars in this arena.

"19:18!! Xie Shi'an is amazing! The security check combination is invincible!!"

At the critical moment, Xie Shi'an smashed the ball again and scored, and cheers burst out from the scene.

The red flag waved, and the mountains roared and the tsunami roared.

"Come on, Chinese team! Xie Shi'an and Jian Changnian don't give them a chance, they are only one goal away from the match point!!"

In order to ease the tense atmosphere in the studio, commentator A smiled and said, "I am the same as the audience friends, and my palms are sweating now."

"Watch the game and watch the game." Commentator B stared at the screen intently, and his voice suddenly raised a level.

"Xie Shi'an is attacking again! Success or failure depends on one move. Whoever can get the match point first has a high probability of winning this game!"

"Jinnan Smart can't guard against it, can it?!"

"I kept it! I actually kept it!" The voice of the commentary couldn't tell whether it was accident or frustration for a while.

It's just that it wasn't easy for Jin Nanzhi to catch the ball. He stepped back a few steps, and his tiger's mouth was slightly numb from the strong impact.

She was already out of breath, sweating profusely, and her breathing was as heavy as pulling a bellows, and she was still like this, let alone Xie Shi'an, who still had an injured knee.

The ball was picked by Jian Changnian again.

Xie Shi'an ran to the right half and returned to defense.

Jin Nanzhi swallowed the smell of rust in his throat, and rushed towards the oncoming white meteor.

A figure passed by her.

Cui Huixi stabbed out obliquely.

In order to prevent the two from colliding, Jin Nanzhi took a step back.

No, the angle of this ball will hit someone!

Xie Shi'an's pupils shrank and he roared.

"Jian Changnian, hide!"

She was standing a little far from the center line. Although she tried her best to run there, she was still 0.5 seconds behind.

Jian Changnian remembered her promise.

"Even if I risk my life, I will defend every ball that flies over me."

She can't retreat, she has to create opportunities for Xie Shi'an's smash, and the match point will be right away, right away.

This ball, absolutely, absolutely cannot hit the ground!

Even though she knew that the angle of the ball was tricky, if she didn't catch it, they would score on the ground, and if she caught it, she might be injured, so she rushed forward without hesitation.

As long as... as long as they hook the ball back, the opponent's left half of the defense is empty, Xie Shi'an's position is just right, and they can attack from her side.

Jian Changnian's movements were extremely fast, but in Xie Shi'an's eyes, it was like a movie in slow motion.

A white meteor was coming towards her. She wanted to block it, so she squatted down slightly, and the raised racket missed the distance by a little, and it touched the frame, and then hit her eyes under the elastic force.

A sharp pain came from the right eye, Jian Changnian's vision went dark, and his body was on the verge of falling.

"Chang Nian!" Xie Shi'an flew over and helped her steady.

Xie Shi'an's voice was right next to her ears, but she couldn't see her clearly, as if there were countless double images flying, and the burning sensation in her eyelids made her shed tears unconsciously.

"Shi'an, Shi'an...I...I can't see you clearly."

A badminton flying at high speed can smash even a watermelon, let alone the most fragile organ in the human body.

Her eyes were visibly red and swollen, almost narrowed.

Xie Shi'an gritted his teeth and roared back.

"Team doctor, where's the team doctor?!"

Wan Jing and the team doctor both ran up and helped him back.

The team doctor is checking on her.

Wan Jing turned his head and went to negotiate with the referee.

"What?! Isn't this a foul?!"

The foreign referee gave him a stern look, and answered him in English: "Chasing the ball is just a tactic, and it is not a foul."

"I—" Wan Jing couldn't catch his breath, pointed at his nose and scolded: "Have you ever seen someone who chases people's eyes and hits them, let me tell you, if our athletes have physical problems because of this, I'm not done with you!"

The referee looked a little hesitant, turned around and whispered to the other referees for a while, then turned his face and said.

"Our referee team will discuss it and give you an answer later."

"What are you talking about? Isn't fouling a clear fact?! Your field looks so clean, it's really dirty!"

Wan Jing, as the head coach of the women's team, usually held his status and was used to being rigid and serious. He rarely scolded his mother so loudly, and because of his status, saying such things naturally aroused dissatisfaction from the Korean team.

"What are you talking about?! This was an accident. No one knew that the ball would fly and hit her in the eye. Besides, didn't Cui Huixi already apologize to her? As a coach, why are you still swearing? !"

Jian Changnian sat here, covering her eyes with an ice pack in her hand, listening to the farce over there, it was really funny, she couldn't help but curled her lips mockingly.

Apology, what kind of apology, she said a lot in Korean, but she couldn't understand anyway.

"What time is it, you can still laugh." Xie Shi'an looked into her right eye worriedly.

"Remove the ice pack and show it to the team doctor."

Jian Changnian obediently put down her hand, the team doctor wanted to open her eyelids with his hands and use a pencil to take a closer look, but after applying it for a while, it was still very swollen, and she felt pain when she touched it.

"hiss…"

The team doctor didn't know what to do, just shook the electric pen.

"How do you feel now?"

"It's not as painful as before, it's still burning."

The team doctor covered her left eye.

"Can you see things clearly?"

Jian Changnian still sees something blurry.

She shook her head.

"It's like being covered with a layer of veil."

The team doctor let go and took a look at Xie Shi'an.

"The retina is congested, go to the hospital immediately."

Without saying a word, Xie Shi'an was about to pull her up, but Jian Changnian grabbed her wrist.

"Wait, wait a minute, what's the result from the referee, and, there are still a few **** left, I don't want to give up."

Xie Shi'an was unwilling to let go, and wanted to drag him up.

"Pick up!"

Jian Changnian's tone became a little more serious.

"You have suffered such a serious knee injury, you can still persist, and now you want to persuade me to retire, is this fair?!"

"Jian Changnian, can this be the same?!"

Xie Shi'an bit her name very hard, and it seemed that she was really angry. At this moment, Jian Changnian knew that she cared about herself, no less than she cared about her, and was even willing to give up her principles for her , At this point, they have the same mind.

The corners of her lips curled into a smile.

"It's the same. I'm the same as you. You don't want me to persuade you, and I don't want you to persuade me to retire. I've reached this point, and I can persevere."

The referee team checked the replay video and thought that Cui Huixi did not intend to hit someone subjectively. After a vote, he was fined a red card, but the ball just now was not counted. The score of the two sides returned to 19:18 and started again .

It stands to reason that this point should be awarded to them. Wan Jing exploded when he heard the result, and wanted to rush forward to argue with others.

"What kind of rules do you have? How can anyone play like this? Is it because they are at home to the South Korean team that they are so biased towards them?!"

"This is the result of the vote, not the chief referee alone. If you have any dissatisfaction with the arbitration result, please appeal to the Asian Games Organizing Committee and the International Badminton Federation, but please do not attack or insult our referees personally." .”

Seeing the fierce words from both sides, the audience at the scene also stood up, yelling and cursing at each other, and the staff at the scene hurried forward to pull them away, fearing that there would be a physical conflict.

"Old Wan, calm down, let's see how serious Chang Nian's injury is."

Cameras were set up at the scene, and countless media shots were aimed at him. Wan Jing pushed people away, and before leaving the crowd, he turned his head to look at Park Minxian. With that look, he wanted to gouge out his flesh and drink his blood.

Park Min Heon shrugged lightly.

"It's none of my business, it's just an accident, right, Huixi."

"Chang Nian, how are you?" Hearing his footsteps, he put a generous and strong hand on his shoulder.

Jian Changnian raised her head, still applying ice packs to her eyes.

"I'm fine, Coach Wan, what did the referee say?"

Wan Jing had a look of embarrassment and annoyance on his face.

"Cui Huixi got a yellow card, but..."

Xie Shi'an already understood, and stood up immediately.

The teammates gathered around and stopped him. Lu Xiaoting persuaded: "Sister An, Sister An, Coach Wan can't settle the matter, so don't go, you still want to play, and you are in the world badminton world, offend these people Referees do you no good."

really.

Jian Changnian lowered his head, his eyes somewhat disappointed.

Xie Shi'an's icy gaze swept over to Park Minxian and Cui Huixi who were talking and laughing, the calm referee, and the Korean audience who jumped up and down and booed them with their middle fingers.

Jian Changnian sat here, her eyes were red and swollen, as if she was crying.

An indescribable sadness welled up in her heart.

Xie Shi'an simply threw the racket.

"If you don't get fair treatment, it doesn't matter if you don't play this game."

She wants to use this method to protest.

The Chinese audience behind, seeing her movements, started whispering.

"What do you mean, stop fighting?"

"Jane Changnian's eyes are injured, how can he beat him if he can't see?"

"Yes, don't fight, it's meaningless to win this championship, who knows if their trophy is clean or not."

"Damn it, Xiao Xiba is so cheap!"

"Whether they play or not, it's very embarrassing for them. Playing is equivalent to compromise with unfair treatment. It's a pity not to play. The Asian Games are held every four years."

…

Looking at the video sent back from the scene, the two commentators looked at each other: "It seems that Jian Changnian's injury is still quite serious. This game probably won't be able to be played."

The voice just fell.

Jian Changnian grabbed Xie Shi'an's wrist.

Her eyes were swollen like walnuts, but she was still smiling reluctantly.

"Shi'an, don't, this game, we, fight."

She paused every word and spoke very slowly.

"But..." Xie Shi'an clenched his teeth.

Jian Changnian shook her hand, her voice was soft but firm.

"If I don't play, it will be cheaper to the South Korean team. I like this field. I want to play, not to compromise with them, but to prove that even if we get unfair treatment, we still have the strength to win the championship."

Xie Shi'an rolled his throat up and down, pursed the corners of his lips, and finally grabbed her wrist with his backhand, and lifted him up from the chair.

After Jian Changnian stood firm, he raised his hand to signal the referee.

"We keep playing."

The commentary in the studio was also a little shocked.

"Wait a minute, it's all like this, does Jian Changnian still want to fight?"

Commentator B said with a smile in his voice.

"I think I may understand them a little bit. For professional players, what is lost must be regained in the game."

When she saw her stepping on the field again, there was thunderous applause, and most of the stadium was almost boiling.

The audience shouted hoarsely:

"Jian Changnian, no matter you win or lose, you are the best!"

"It's already amazing that you can fight until now!"

"Come on security team, I don't want to listen to the Korean national anthem!"

"The subway hasn't stopped yet, mom is not in a hurry to go home, do you understand what I mean?!"

…

Those who came from afar pulled up banners behind them to cheer for them, a sea of ​​red.

Amid the cheers, the two lightly bumped their fists.

Xie Shi'an: "Can you see it?"

"It doesn't matter, when the ball flies over, there will be wind."

In the case of impaired vision in the right eye, Jian Changnian is still fighting tenaciously on the field.

Because her vision was blurred, she could only respond by instinct, the wind, and Xie Shi'an's few words.

Xie Shi'an is just an ordinary person, not a god, not to mention that he also has injuries on his body, which is equivalent to being cut in half of his combat power.

Jin Nanzhi scored consecutively in one breath.

The score came to 20:19.

The South Korean team temporarily leads.

Even so, they didn't give up. Jian Changnian made extreme saves again and again, and Xie Shi'an rushed to attack again and again, entangled in the last point for a long time.

No one knows how they feel when they are playing a game that is destined to lose.

It's just that the audience's eyes were silently red.

There was a long silence in the studio when the scoreboard came on.

In the screen sent back by the director, the referee raised the hands of Kim Nam-ji and Choi Hye-hee high, and the outcome has been decided.

Lines of words flashed across the bullet screen, and all I saw were sad and regretful sentences.

"The Olympic Games are held every four years, and the Asian Games are held every four years. How many more years will Xie Shi'an have to wait to get her Grand Slam?"

"Does no one care about Jian Changnian? If the eyesight is damaged, the career may be over."

"She's only eighteen years old this year."

"If you can't get good grades, the security inspection team won't be disbanded, right?"

…

The commentator was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, his tone suddenly became agitated.

"I have no way to comment on today's game. If I had to say something, I would say that they didn't lose. They are still the most shining twin stars in this game!"

"Audience friends, please cheer for our uncrowned king! Tonight's Incheon belongs to them!"

At the moment when the voice of the explanation fell, Xie Shi'an also grabbed Jian Changnian's hand, raised it high, and signaled to the audience.

Jian Changnian was taken aback, tears quickly pooled in his eyes, and he looked at her, looking at each other with smiles on his lips.

In this game, they were defeated.

In the history of world badminton, for the first time, the runners-up were louder than the champions. They wore uniforms of the same color in a sea of ​​mountains and tsunami.