The Gold is Yours, You Are Mine

"In this case, it's hard work for Boss Cao to be our referee." Qin Yang said, threw the cigarette **** on the ground, and stamped it out with his feet.

Cao Rui beckoned someone to bring the scoreboard over: "Okay, no problem."

Qin Yang took off his coat, and there was only a short sleeve underneath, revealing his strong arms, holding a racket and moving his body.

Another boy also came over with a racket: "Brother, Xie Shi'an is the only one who is very good, and his style of play is very strange. It seems that I have installed a monitor in my brain. I know where I want to hit as soon as I raise my hand. As long as Hold her down, the other, no problem."

Qin Yang snorted coldly: "That's called pre-judgment, and it's not something that trash like you can learn."

Qiao Yuchu looked at the other side who was warming up, and whispered, "Shi'an, are you sure?"

Xie Shi'an wrapped the cushion film on the racket, and looked up: "I haven't played yet, I don't know, let's try the water in the first game."

"Okay, I'll defend, give you the ball, and you look for opportunities to score."

The corner of Xie Shi'an's lips hooked slightly: "Okay."

Cao Rui blew the whistle and the game officially started.

Although Xie Shi'an was mentally prepared, he still fell into a disadvantage in the first few shots. Qin Yang's style of play was the same as his own personality, arrogant and arrogant, and occasionally he deliberately threw some **** with showy elements.

Xie Shi'an is also a player who also plays fast break and fast kills. He is a match for Qin Yang, but the opponent is different from her in that Qin Yang has a physical advantage. After all, the instantaneous explosive power requires the support of core strength. What's more, Qin Yang has rich experience in battle.

He was strong, at least stronger than every opponent she had ever met.

When the ball landed, Xie Shi'an panted heavily, her chest heaving up and down, she swallowed, and glanced at the scoreboard out of the corner of her eye.

15:7

"I can't go on like this, I can't stare at him and attack anymore."

It was difficult for Xie Shi'an to break through Qin Yang's line of defense.

If one path doesn't work, try another.

Qiao Yuchu said in a low voice when he crossed with her: "I'll feint, you pay attention to the backcourt, let's hit the weaker one."

Xie Shi'an nodded without any trace: "Okay."

The sudden change of play also caught the opponent by surprise. Xie Shi'an used fake moves to deceive the opponent's position, scored consecutively, and hit the middle joint of the field again. Qin Yang collided with his brother's racket. Didn't catch the ball either.

The score was brought back to 15:15

When Xie Shi'an turned around, he and Qiao Yuchu fisted each other, which was their exclusive tacit understanding.

"Damn—" Qin Yang spat again, and gave his teammate a cold look.

"Useless things, come here."

Qin Yang leaned over and whispered something in his ear, looking at them with dark eyes.

Xie Shi'an turned around and warned: "Be careful, they may have to change tactics."

Qiao Yuchu nodded. She was very confident in tying the score one after another, but she didn't expect Qin Yang's tactics to be aimed at her. I heard Xie Shi'an said before that the boy's style of play is very dirty. Specializing in hitting people in the third lane, although she is not as at a loss like Zhou Mu, but after all, her physical strength is limited, and she can take care of her own side, but not Xie Shi'an's side. It is somewhat irritating to deal with such a ball.

The most taboo of a master's fight is to get upset. Seeing Qiao Yuchu being beaten one after another, Xie Shi'an also pursed her lips. She had to calm down more and more at this time.

"Don't panic. This shows that our tactics are correct. Each defends its own half area, pulls the opposite corner with them, and looks for opportunities to score."

Although she was older than her, since the two of them formed a team, Qiao Yuchu had always listened to her tactical arrangements. Listening to Xie Shi'an's words now seemed to be a reassurance.

She nodded heavily: "Okay, I'll create opportunities for you."

The two have a good understanding, and their own strength is not weak. After all, they are players who have entered the national competition and have some experience in the game. Xie Shi'an's style of play is unexpected, agile and fast, and Qiao Yuchu's style of play is relatively good. To be more conservative, one piece of grass and one shield complement each other.

After they stabilized their position, it was Qin Yang who had a headache. After all, he didn't have much tacit understanding with his "brother".

Under Xie Shi'an's constant pull, the score between the two sides was very tight, and soon came to 20:19.

They are temporarily behind by one point.

Qiao Yuchu took a look at Xie Shi'an: "Let's fight? We have to tie the score and grab the match point, otherwise the next game will be even more difficult."

Xie Shi'an also meant the same thing. She stared intently at the opponent's movements, suddenly narrowed her eyes, and rushed to the net in one stride, swung her racket vigorously, and hit the ball across the diagonal.

Qin Yang hit their backcourt with a high ball backhand.

Qiao Yuchu was not to be outdone, he jumped up and was killed by others. The boy who was on the same line as him was not slow to react, and quickly returned to defense. The two sides took a few shots. , In fact, it was useless, and I gently picked it over.

The ball hit the middle junction, which was closest to Qiao Yuchu's position, and she wanted to intercept it on the net without even thinking about it.

From the corner of Xie Shi'an's eyes, he saw that Qin Yang also quietly changed his position, and secretly said badly, and it was too late to stop him.

The ball that Qiao Yuchu blocked was intercepted by someone. Seeing that Qin Yang's movement of raising his hand was still about to hit the net, before she could react, the white meteor in her pupils became bigger and bigger.

There was a ferocious smile on the corner of Qin Yang's mouth.

bang.

Qiao Yuchu's eyes darkened.

The arena was dead silent.

Qiao Yuchu took a few steps back, the racket slipped from her hands, her body was on the verge of falling, and she was about to fall to the ground.

Xie Shi'an rushed forward with one stride and helped him stabilize.

"Yuchu, Yuchu, what's wrong with you?!"

Just now, in the blink of an eye, Qin Yang's racket smashed across the net and hit her in the face. The instant explosive force made Qiao Yuchu's eardrums still buzzing.

She was lying in Xie Shi'an's arms, her eyes went black for a while, and she could only hear Xie Shi'an's voice calling her incessantly, from far to near.

Qiao Yuchu finally heard it clearly, and wanted to force a smile to tell her not to worry, but before she could speak, a hot current gushed out of her nostrils.

She reached out and touched it, and it was blood.

Xie Shi'an's eyes were red on the spot, he gritted his teeth, and clenched his fists loudly.

Jian Changnian and Zhou Mu saw this scene as soon as they entered the club. Jian Changnian's heart tightened, and he pushed through the crowd and got in.

"Miss Yuchu, what's going on?"

Zhou Mu and her senior also followed closely behind.

"Oh my god, so much blood!"

Xie Shi'an hugged her, his whole body was shaking, his eyes were bloodshot: "Paper... paper... who has paper?"

Jian Changnian frantically rummaged through her pocket, but luckily she brought some with her when she went out, Zhou Mu also rummaged through her schoolbag, found a pack of tissues and handed them to Xie Shi'an.

The snow-white tissue was soon soaked with blood, Xie Shi'an covered her nose for her, and there was blood in his fingers.

The boy's eyes were red, his tears were on the verge of falling, he gritted his teeth, unable to utter a word.

On the other side, Qin Yang lay down on the Internet and took a look: "Isn't this still dead? Who are you going to show a grief-stricken expression to? Referee, it's time to flip the cards. We won this game."

The voice Jian Chang reads deeply, and it appears in almost every nightmare. She will never forget that day, the man in the KTV threw her on the road, punched and kicked her, and countless camera flashes were aimed at her. It was like she was crying bitterly.

Jian Changnian turned her head stiffly, and met Young Master Qin's eyes.

Qin Yang twitched the corner of his lips again: "Yo, I'm an acquaintance again."

Xie Shi'an couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to pick up the racket and stand up. Qiao Yuchu gently grabbed her wrist, making her unable to move.

"Didn't you... promise me... not to fight? Besides... ahem... you alone... can't beat them..."

Because of the blood flowing back into his mouth, Qiao Yuchu coughed twice, choking out tears.

Xie Shi'an roared: "Ambulance! Did you call 120?!"

Cao Rui hurriedly pushed through the crowd and rushed in: "Hit it, hit it, the ambulance will be here soon!"

Qin Yang looked at what happened in front of him with a playful smile: "That's right, if you can't beat it, you should admit defeat early, so that you won't suffer. In Jiangcheng City, if I see you professional players fighting one by one, I'll **** you up." Tighten your tail and be a man, don't come out to show off your might, let's go."

The boy followed behind him and flattered him: "Brother Qin, you are the best, there is no one you can't beat."

"That is, what is the Coastal Provincial Team, they are not worthy of carrying my shoes, they are just a bunch of trash and idiots."

Looking at Qiao Yuchu's injury, and Xie Shi'an's trembling lips, Jian Changnian's mind flicked through the scene of that night like a horse on a horse.

He stretched out his claws, with a grinning expression, the thick soles of his shoes that stepped on her face, countless cameras and flashing lights, and the unimportant five hundred yuan in the police station.

There seemed to be a fire burning in the boy's chest.

She stood up suddenly: "Stop! The game is not over yet, you can't go!"

Qin Yang clicked his tongue and turned around: "Which onion are you? You miss the feeling of being beaten that night so much that I can't bear it."

Zhou Mu picked up the corner of her clothes and whispered, "Is he the one who beat you at the KTV?"

Jian Changnian nodded, Zhou Mu murmured softly, and shook her arm again, a little worried: "Others will hit the head when they hit the ball. If you beat someone like this, you must not be a good person. Don't fight with him, you will suffer."

After waiting for a long time, the ambulance finally arrived. The doctor pushed the gurney and ran into the venue. They carried Qiao Yuchu into the car. She pulled Jian Changnian's arm and shook her head slightly.

"Don't fight him, you'll get hurt."

Xie Shi'an pursed the corners of his lips and said nothing.

Jian Changnian glanced at her, and stuffed Qiao Yuchu's hand into the quilt: "I don't know if I can beat him, but I want to try."

Xie Shi'an stood still.

"Brother Cao, she will leave you alone. Call me if there is any situation in the hospital."

"Okay, don't worry."

Qiao Yuchu wanted to say something else, Xie Shi'an let go of the hand holding the gurney, watched her being pushed away by the doctor, and said silently in his heart:

I promise you, don't use violence to solve the problem, I must win this game.

Jian Changnian picked up the racket that Qiao Yuchu had dropped on the ground, and exchanged a glance with her. Without any communication, the two nodded at the same time. At this moment, she knew that Xie Shi'an and her were connected.

"Two wins in three games. If the game is not finished, it is not considered a loss."

With his coat draped over his shoulders, Qin Yang pointed to Jian Chang who was speaking and said, "Why do you think that your teammates can't beat me? You can. Who gave you the confidence?"

Jian Changnian clenched the racket tightly and assumed a defensive posture.

"I will try my best."

From the very beginning, Xie Shi'an kept silent, and his silence was terrifying. If it was Qiao Yuchu or Cheng Zhen who were here, they would probably know that the more turbulent her heart was, the more reticent she would be.

Her anger is like a seed, buried deep in the soil, accumulating strength, just waiting for the moment when it breaks through the ground.

Seeing that they were determined not to give up until the end of the game, Qin Yang threw away his jacket and picked up his racket.

"Okay, don't win two out of three games against you two trash. It's a waste of time. I still have something to do. I'll just play one game with you and convince you to lose."

The boy also came over: "Brother Qin beat the two of them, isn't it just chopping melons and vegetables?"

Qin Yang moved his shoulders and head: "Just don't let me off the chain."

There was a sneer on the corner of Xie Shi'an's lips. In the park, they and that boy were determined in a round. Qin Yang was trying to humiliate her in a different way.

"If I win, you won't deny it again."

Qin Yang raised his racket, not thinking that he would lose at all.

"Don't be ashamed, you win first, then I'll talk."

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In Jian Changnian's perception, Xie Shi'an is the strongest player in the entire training team, not one of them. She and Qiao Yuchu have never been able to fight together. It is conceivable how terrifying their strength is. , at least for her at this stage, is an insurmountable moat.

The young man was full of enthusiasm, but his heart was a little beating. He switched the racket to his left hand, and wiped the sweat on the hem of his trousers with his right hand.

Jian Changnian's movements were quick, although it was only for a moment, she was still captured by her.

Xie Shi'an glanced at her and remained calm.

"You keep an eye on that boy. You fought him in the park. I'll take care of Qin Yang."

Jian Changnian nodded solemnly: "I will try my best."

Xie Shi'an turned his head away, there was no warmth in his tone.

"It's not about trying your best, it's about winning."

The second round begins.

Xie Shi'an gave up the tactic he had just been arguing with them, and launched an attack directly, pressing Qin Yang's head all the time and hitting, the two sides exchanged one more shot, the boy on the side looked very anxious, but Xie Shi'an controlled it The ball is well controlled, and it is always in Qin Yang's half area.

Jian Changnian was also nervously defending in the backcourt. She swallowed, remembering what Yan Xinyuan taught her during training, observe more, think, and judge what the opponent will do next. Badminton is not a static sport. , it is full of countless unknowns and possibilities.

Xie Shi'an ran back, Qin Yang guessed that she was going to lob the ball, and also took two steps back, Jian Changnian's eyes lit up.

"Xie Shi'an!" She yelled angrily.

Xie Shi'an understood and gave her a seat. Jian Changnian hit the net head-on, jumped a dunk and smashed the ball to the ground hard.

It was too late for the boy to return to defense.

Qin Yang took the racket and hit him on the back of the head.

"Useless things can't even hold their own half area."

The boy was beaten to the side of the head, and while rubbing it with his hands, he kept laughing, nodding and bowing.

"Brother, Brother Qin, I was wrong, I must fight hard."

Xie Shi'an pulled the corner of his lips contemptuously, and continued to attack without giving them a chance to react.

Jian Changnian was startled when she saw her desperate style of play. She swallowed her saliva and said in a low voice: "Well...shall we save our strength, even if we win, there will be another round."

Xie Shi'an didn't turn his head back, only leaving her a back view of categorically killing the Internet.

"If you keep thinking about the next game, you will never win this game."

This is what my grandfather told her when he first taught her how to play.

She had remembered it for so many years, but it had never been so clear as at this moment. Whatever wins or loses, **** it.

Xie Shi'an has only one thought in his mind at this moment: kill the ball, kill the ball, keep smashing the ball.

Even if you are exhausted, even if you fall to the ground, you will not hesitate.

This is the honor she bet her career on and must win.

When the ball from the opposite side flew over, Xie Shi'an ran quickly and jumped off the ground suddenly. The jump was even more than one meter high.

She stretched her long arms and lowered her racket head, looking at the opponent's right half area. The badminton hit the racket and made a loud bang.

Qin Yang is worthy of being a former player of the national team, and his reaction speed is also very fast, quickly lowering his focus and returning to defense.

Xie Shi'an glanced back: "Jian Changnian!"

Although they hadn't rehearsed this scene beforehand, and they had never played a training match together, but for some reason, at the moment she called out her name, Jian Changnian understood her thoughts.

She rushed out from behind Xie Shi'an, jumping off the ground suddenly was a smash.

Xie Shi'an used his body to cover her and confuse the opponent. Qin Yang always thought that she was the main attacker, but he never expected that Jian Changnian could also kill the ball.

If he thinks about getting up to save the ball again, it is hopeless.

Zhou Mu stared dumbfounded: "That's...so amazing."

There was a hint of envy, a little admiration, and more relief in her eyes.

So Jian Changnian has progressed to this level unconsciously?

Zhou Mu laughed heartily and cheered from the sidelines: "Chang Nian, you are amazing! Come on! Take them all at once!!"

The ball landed and the score came to 11:8.

Jian Changnian's eyes widened in disbelief, she looked at the scoreboard, and then at her hand holding the racket, a great joy and a sense of accomplishment welled up in her heart at the same time. Can't come out, or she dare not fight.

The boy finally couldn't help raising his racket and ran to the backcourt to cheer.

Xie Shi'an finally pulled the corner of his lips lightly.

"It's match time, did you forget what Coach Yan said?"

Jian Changnian nodded heavily: "Okay, you are the main attacker, and I will play the ball for you."

Xie Shi'an glanced at her: "Didn't you see? We cover each other and attack alternately. It's two on one. The threat from that boy is negligible. His mind is already messed up and he can't play well."

Qin Yang vented all the anger of losing the game on his teammates. Under his continuous insults and hands-on actions, the boys became more and more timid and afraid to go up.

He could have played well too.

Jian Changnian was startled, as if he understood something.

A bright smile curled up on the boy's lips.

"Okay, let's defeat him together."

It's us, not me.

Only the last ten **** remain.

Jian Changnian has never felt that the time has been so long. She swung her racket vigorously, and sweat dripped on the ground every time she took off from the ground.

Xie Shi'an also tried his best to save the ball, even if he fell off the court, he would never let the ball hit the ground.

The teenagers swayed their sweat and youth recklessly, and also vented all their unwillingness and anger towards the past. One shot after another, the crisp sound of hitting the ball and the sound of the soles rubbing against the floor resounded throughout the badminton hall.

At that time, they didn't know that this was the first game they played together, but it became the beginning of their future fame.

Zhou Mu clasped his hands together, nervous for them: "Five points, four points, three points, two points..."

At this time the score has come to 19:15.

As long as they win two more goals, Xie Shi'an and the others will win.

Qin Yang's eyes flashed with cruelty, they must not be allowed to win, even if they use any means to win!

He gritted his teeth, and wanted to repeat the same trick, and rushed to the Internet like crazy, Xie Shi'an's mind was full of alarm bells.

"Jian Changnian, get out of the way!"

Jian Changnian, who was only focused on defending in front of the net, heard her voice, and subconsciously tilted his head.

The frame of the racket scraped across her face, leaving a mottled red mark.

Jian Chang wanted to suffer but didn't take a step back. All she had in her eyes was the badminton flying towards her at high speed.

She lowered her center of gravity and picked the ball back from bottom to top, hitting the backhand position where Qin Yang had no time to return to defense.

The badminton hits the ground.

Zhou Mu jumped up: "There is still one point!!"

Jian Changnian also lost his balance and sat down on the ground. As soon as he landed, he realized that his legs were weak and his feet were weak. He couldn't even hold the racket. It turned out that he was exhausted long ago.

Xie Shi'an, who had suffered two losses in the last serve, no longer chose to push with him at the net, and did not give him a chance to meet him at all. The ball moves their backcourt.

For tall players, playing a diagonal lob often has a surprising effect.

Xie Shi'an's heart seemed to be fried, but his expression became more and more calm.

She wanted to win, she wanted to win with dignity, she wanted to defend the honor of the professional players, she wanted to justify the name of the Binhai provincial team, and she wanted to express her anger for Qiao Yuchu.

The young man raised his hand and jumped off the ground. His movements were swift and stretched, like a leopard running wild on the grassland.

There was obviously no wind, but Jian Changnian felt that the air current from her running had curled up her hair.

She widened her eyes, holding her breath and waiting for the final result.

When Xie Shi'an landed, Jian Changnian could clearly feel a slight vibration with his hand on the floor.

She raised her head to look at her, the boy's back was so thin, yet so invincible.

The lights in the venue seemed to be focused on her alone.

She was born to belong on the field.

Xie Shi'an held his head high and said, "We won."

The short four words are the best words that Jian Changnian has ever heard from her.

For some reason, Jian Changnian actually felt like crying.

She won, they won, and she won the person who bullied her. Although she can't fight back in other ways, for an athlete, winning him openly is the best revenge.

The staff of the venue turned over the scoreboard, blew the whistle, and announced the end of the game, Xie Ansheng.

At this moment, Qin Yang's expression changed, and he suddenly exploded. He threw the racket and was about to turn over the net to hit someone.

"What are you doing! What are you doing!"

Other club employees and some golfers who couldn't stand it for a long time surrounded him and pushed him.

Qin Yang was held tightly by several tall and burly men, unable to move, he spat on the ground, his eyes were sinister and crazy.

"Bah! Just wait and see! Let me go! Let's go!"

At the moment surrounded by other people, Xie Shi'an looked back at Jian Changnian who fell to the ground.

She was about to get up when a hand was stretched out in front of her.

She looked along her slender and fair wrist, it was Xie Shi'an.

The boy still pursed his lips with that cold expression.

"Are you all right?"

Jian Changnian grabbed her hand and stood up: "It's okay!"

Seeing that she was fine, Xie Shi'an let go of her hand, and walked to the side to drink water and rest.

Zhou Mu also ran over and looked up and down around her: "Your face, oh my god, there is such a mark, this attack is too cruel!"

Jian Changnian smiled: "It's okay, skin trauma, it will be fine in a few days."

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Qin Yang leading a group of people as he was about to walk out of the arena in desperation. The young man pushed aside the crowd and followed.

She stopped Qin Yang: "Do you know why you lost?"

Qin Yang smiled contemptuously and didn't even bother to turn his head.

"Because in your eyes, you only win or lose, and you have no friends."

Jian Changnian's voice is not loud, but powerful.

Qin Yang's back was slightly stiff, and he left after a while without looking back.

When Jian Changnian said that sentence, Xie Shi'an stopped drinking water, slightly hooked the corners of his lips, and raised the water bottle again when they came over, with his usual expression.

Qin Yang walked out of the venue but didn't go far, squatting on the side of the road smoking a cigarette, watching Xie Shi'an and his group come out talking and laughing.

He threw the cigarette **** on the ground.

"Go, call me some people."