The Gold is Yours, You Are Mine

The schedule for the fourth day is very full. After a game in the morning, they won the game successfully, and in the afternoon it will be the quarter-finals of the upper and lower half.

Including the two games won yesterday, Xie Shi'an currently has three points in her hand, tied for fourth with a German player, but because she won Anton, she has an advantage in the relationship between victory and defeat, so she has a slight advantage , successfully advanced to the quarter-finals.

When eating at noon, Xie Shi'an hardly moved his chopsticks. Jian Changnian looked at her and slowed down his movements.

"Why don't you eat?"

Xie Shi'an shook his head.

"No appetite."

Jian Changnian looked at her worriedly.

"Isn't it uncomfortable again? No, no, I still have to go to the team doctor."

As she spoke, she was about to get up, but was dragged back by Xie Shi'an.

"It's less than an hour before the game. I'm looking for the team doctor at this time. Can I still play the game in the afternoon?"

"But you haven't been feeling well for several days!" Jian Changnian retorted, looking anxious, and wanted to go outside.

Xie Shi'an grabbed her arm, pulled her tightly, and forced her down.

"I'm fine, sit down and eat, huh?"

When meeting her stubborn eyes, Jian Changnian still pursed his lips, unable to beat her, and sat down obediently.

She looked at the plate of rice in front of Xie Shi'an, picked it up and put some into her own bowl, and picked out the dishes she had made for her.

"If you can't eat, eat less rice and more vegetables. Also, fortunately, I made a tomato and egg soup just now, and I will also give it to you."

Xie Shi'an was stunned for a moment, but he didn't refuse her kindness any more. He picked up the chopsticks and ate silently.

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The three games started at the same time in different venues and ended successively.

With the sound of the referee's whistle, the audience suddenly burst into cheers.

The narrator spoke enthusiastically.

"Father Xuan is still afraid of future generations, and her husband should not be young! [1], as the youngest player in this World Championships, Jin Nanzhi has come step by step and played steadily, contributing to us a wonderful match. Let us Congratulations to her for successfully advancing to the semi-finals of the upper half with a big score of 2:0!"

"As the player with the highest foreign victory rate of the national team, she has traveled three thousand miles in one body, and once blocked a million divisions with one sword! [2] She is the captain of our national team and a well-deserved mainstay of Guoyu. Let us congratulate Yin Jiayi for successfully advancing to the semi-finals. Final! She will face South Korea's Kim Nam-ji in tomorrow morning's game to compete for the only place in the top half, let us wait and see!"

"Speaking of Xie Shi'an, I have to think of the words Senior Jiang commented on her in yesterday's competition - the king is back!"

"From the bottom of the bottom half of the ranking, she went all the way to the semi-finals of the second half. This is the first time in the World Championships in the past ten years! Let us look forward to whether she can win the semi-finals. In the middle, completed the feat of reaching the finals with one penetration and five!"

After the game, Wan Jing said that he would invite everyone to dinner and reward them for their hard work. Anyone with a discerning eye can see who the two people are for this dinner party, but one of the protagonists pretends to be confused , did not receive this favor.

Xie Shi'an packed his ball bag and said calmly.

"I won't go, I want to go back and practice again."

A team member who had ridiculed her before put her shoulders affectionately and said enthusiastically.

"Oh, Shi'an, Coach Wan treats guests, if you don't give us face, you have to give him face. Besides, we are all on the same team. There is nothing wrong with team building to promote feelings."

Xie Shi'an bounced the man away, picked up the ball bag, turned around and left.

"Not interested, I'll go first."

The atmosphere froze.

Jian Changnian looked at them, then at Xie Shi'an, and finally chose to bow slightly to Wan Jing, and ran away with her.

"Coach Wan, let's go back first, eat and drink well, have fun!"

After the others left, Wan Jing and the others also left the venue.

He and Yin Jiayi stayed behind, talking as they walked.

"This Xie Shi'an is good at technology, but he never expected that he would be so out of gregarious."

Yin Jiayi smiled slightly.

"I think she is quite rare. Athletes are not like other professions, and they don't have so many interpersonal relationships. They are simple, clean, pure, and just want to win. After all, in competitive sports, food is the biggest sin. "

Wan Jing also laughed.

"You really appreciate her."

"In her eyes, I can see the desire for victory and the most sincere love for badminton. She likes this sport from the bottom of her heart. Which master has no personality."

"Remember when you first debuted?"

If Xie Shi'an is Yan Xinyuan's lover, then Wan Jing has been with Yin Jiayi for a little longer. Since she first entered the national team, she has been her head coach. Now he can carry the entire national team with one shoulder.

He is somewhat emotional.

Yin Jiayi smiled, and her eyes became distant.

"I may have changed a lot, but the only thing that remains the same is my love for badminton from the bottom of my heart."

Wan Jing paused, patted his lover on the shoulder, and said earnestly.

"Simple and pure people are rare, but after time has passed, people who can not forget their original intentions are even more valuable. This is why you can be the captain. We are surrounded by strong enemies in this World Championships. We want to win It's not easy to win the championship, you and Shi'an will always win one."

Yin Jiayi nodded, but Jin Nanzhi's face unconsciously appeared in her mind, and she smiled wryly in her heart.

I always feel that she came prepared this time, maybe tomorrow will be another fierce battle.

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The night before the final, Jin Nanzhi was tossing and turning, unable to sleep. According to the usual practice, if she was nervous before the game, she would probably invite her friends to go out to play, vent her excess energy, and temporarily leave the game behind. At the back of her head, but now, she sat up abruptly, got out of bed, put on her tracksuit, picked up her ball bag, tiptoed around her teammate's bed, and walked out the door in the dark.

The training room was empty in the early morning, which also allowed her to vent her excess energy and some secrets that she wanted to say but couldn't.

She practiced flat pumping against the wall, talking to herself while hitting.

"Axi, why are you in the same group as her?"

"I don't want to lose, but..."

The ball bounced back and landed on the ground.

Jin Nanzhi stopped his movements, panting slightly, his hair was disheveled, and sweat slowly dripped down his cheeks.

Turn back the clock to a year ago, not long after she arrived in China, she went to watch Yin Jiayi's game. In that open match, she lost to Jiang Yunli in an upset.

Jin Nanzhi felt that losing to the world's No. 1 was nothing to be ashamed of, but she sat in the dark venue for a long time after the show ended.

When she walked gently to her side, she saw her raising her hand to wipe the corner of her eyes, and the girl was slightly taken aback.

"Will you be sad if you lose the game?"

Yin Jiayi smiled.

"I am also a human being, not a god."

The girl walked over and sat down beside her, Yin Jiayi didn't chase her away, she slowly took a pack of tissues from her pocket and handed it over.

Yin Jiayi was slightly stunned, her eyes met, and the two stared at each other for a long time in the dark.

She finally reached out and took the tissue bit by bit.

That was the first time she saw Yin Jiayi cry. The god's tears were hot and hot, which shocked the girl.

She looked at her trembling eyelashes and slightly trembling shoulders, and couldn't help but put her hand on her back and patted it lightly.

Jin Nanzhi said in his heart: "In my heart, you are a god, an invincible god."

After leaving the stadium that day, the night was already dark.

Yin Jiayi sent her back to the apartment, and the two of them walked for a while, and there were drunk couples kissing on the street in the early morning.

Jin Nanzhi suddenly asked her: "Yin Jiayi, what kind of person do you like?"

They walked on the sidewalk, which was lined with camphor trees. Yin Jiayi looked down at the dappled light cast by the street lamps on the ground.

"Someone who can... beat me."

"Like Jiang Yunli?"

Yin Jiayi seemed to think her question was boring, but she still bent her lips and answered ambiguously.

"That's right."

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Sweat dropped drop by drop, hitting the floor.

The ball basket was empty, and badmintons were scattered all over the floor.

She was sweating profusely, and she was so tired that she was exhausted, so she simply indulged herself and leaned back, and the racket rolled to the side.

Jin Nanzhi lay on the ground, looking at the ceiling, tiredness surged up one after another, submerging her like a tide.

She murmured and closed her eyes: "Yin Jiayi, if I beat you, would you, a little bit, like me?"

That night, Jin Nanzhi had a dream. In the dream, he seemed to be floating in the endless and deep sea, rising and falling with the waves.

Her body was getting colder and colder, and her hands and feet couldn't control her. No matter how she struggled, she was farther and farther away from the shore, and she couldn't see the light of the sky.

The sea water gradually turned blue, darkened, and darkened, and the last ray of light also disappeared. She gave up struggling, and when she was about to close her eyes, a pair of hands firmly supported her.

She fell into a familiar and warm embrace.

There was a faint fragrance of washing powder on that person, clean and refreshing.

Jin Nanzhi thought in a daze:

Do you also smell scents in your dreams?

Then she heard the person who was thinking about her affectionately say in her ear:

"Win or lose, I love you."

Jin Nanzhi was overjoyed and was about to get up and grab her.

"Yin Jiayi!"

Then he was hit in the face by a pillow from his teammate.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

With a jolt, Jin Nanzhi woke up completely. Like a zombie, he ejected from the bed in a jerk, rummaged through his clothes and pants, jumped off the bed, washed his face, rinsed his mouth, and picked up the ball Bao rushed to the competition field, not caring about how he got back last night.

"Ahhhhhhh why didn't you call me!!"

Teammates want to cry but have no tears.

"I set eight alarm clocks and didn't wake you up..."

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"What's going on? Didn't someone call her? Why hasn't she come yet?!"

There was a lot of commotion on the South Korean team. The head coach was fidgeting and kept talking on the phone.

The referee also passed.

Yin Jiayi glanced at the clock on the big screen, there were five minutes before the game, and that person still didn't come.

Late arrivals will result in disqualification.

She bit her lip anxiously.

Teammates came forward and said: "Jiayi, you won't know that the opponent is you, so you dare not come?"

Yin Jiayi turned her head and said firmly.

"No, she will definitely come."

As soon as the words fell, the door of the athlete's passage was pushed open with a bang, and Jin Nanzhi rushed in like a gust of wind. When she saw that figure, she didn't know if it was the illusion of her teammates. She seemed to see their captain bend slightly Click on the corner of the lip.

The commentators also took their positions in the studio.

Commentator A: "To be honest, I am quite looking forward to today's match between Yin Jiayi and Jin Nanzhi."

Commentator B smiled and said, "Why? Is it because the two of them were teammates before? You like to watch this kind of cannibalism."

Commentary A: "I was a teammate before, but now I am an opponent. What kind of cannibalism, your words will make the audience misunderstand, although Jin Nanzhi also has many fans in China."

At this time, the barrage floated on the screen:

"Support the national team to sign Jin Nanzhi with a lot of money."

"There's no money to crowdfund."

"Crowdfunding 1."

"Crowdfunding 2."

"Crowdfunding 100086."

"To join the national team, you have to change your nationality."

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The commentary was also amused by the resourceful netizens.

"Okay, okay, just kidding. Competitive sports have no borders. I think what everyone really wants to see is a wonderful matchup."

"Yes, I also commented on the match between Jin Nanzhi and Xie Shi'an in the last national competition. Although she lost at that time, her elusive left-handed ball was impressive."

"After three months, she returned to the South Korean national team and met her Chinese teammates again at the World Championships. Is it Yin Jiayi who continues to defend her own glory, or Kim Nam-ji, a rising star, jumps into the finals, and the game officially begins. And let us wait and see!"

Jin Nanzhi weighed the racket in his hand, took a few deep breaths, calmed down his excitement, and walked onto the field.

On the other hand, Yin Jiayi was much calmer than her, at least, it seemed so on the surface.

The two had a routine handshake in front of the net.

With a smile on his face, Jin Nanzhi said in a low voice.

"You don't look nervous at all."

Yin Jiayi's face was normal, she touched her politely, and quickly let go of her hand.

"This is not the first time I have played in the World Championships."

Jin Nanzhi nodded and gave a meaningful "Oh".

She had the brightest smile on her face, but she had the cruelest words on her lips to provoke her.

"But maybe this is the first time you haven't made it to the finals."

Yin Jiayi felt a little helpless in her eyes, she always looked at her as if she was looking at a naughty child, and she didn't take it to heart at all.

"According to the results of our previous fights, I still win this time. I will not show mercy. Don't cry when you lose."

"You... just wait and see!"

Jin Nanzhi's hair exploded instantly after saying a word, he turned around and walked back to the playing field with a cold snort, raised his hand and sent a ball full of anger and power, which officially kicked off the prelude to the game.

After returning to Korea, she never had a day off. She wakes up early and sleeps late every day. In addition to eating and sleeping, she also trains. She is crazy about physical fitness, muscle gain, and fat loss. Even her coach sighed, why did she go to China and come back? humanlike.

Only Jin Nanzhi himself knows that all she has done is for this day, to be able to stand on the same stage as her and compete on an equal footing.

Swing, serve, catch, dunk.

The boring repetitive movements and hard training day after day suddenly have meaning in badminton.

"How should I put it, Jin Nanzhi's moves are very Chinese."

"Not only is it very Chinese, but it's a replica of Yin Jiayi, okay? The trick just now is extremely killer. If I remember correctly, it is also one of Yin Jiayi's signature skills."

"You don't understand this, right? This is called using one's own way to treat another's body. This wave of Jin Nanzhi is in the atmosphere."

The white feather fell to the ground, rolled, and reached the girl's feet.

"Don't fight, don't fight anymore, teaming up with you always loses."

"The coach said to fight in groups, so don't drag us down, can you?"

"I really don't know, you are so good, how did you enter the Seoul local team, and you were sent to China to study abroad. With your level, our kindergarten children can play better than you."

"She's a princess, princess, understand?"

"Keep your voice down so no one can hear you."

"What are you afraid of? She can't understand."

The old ceiling fans in the training room creaked and turned, casting chaotic light and shadows on the ground.

The crowd gradually dispersed.

The girl stood for a long time, looked at the racket in her hand, pursed her lips, and tried her best to hold back tears, but tears still fell.

There was a noise at the door, she sniffed, looked back, and quickly wiped away the tears on her face, feeling out of breath.

"What are you doing here? See my joke..."

Before she finished speaking, Yin Jiayi had already walked behind her, raised her left hand holding the racket, and pointed out the details of her movements.

"Since you are left-handed, don't force yourself to play the right-handed ball. If you master the left-handed ball well, you can also win by surprise."

"But they...are all right-handed players, so it would be inconvenient for them to play doubles. The coach also said... let me blend in with them."

The girl gently lowered her eyes, with teardrops still hanging on her eyelashes.

"I sometimes feel like... I'm an outlier."

Yin Jiayi grabbed her hand with a little force.

"If you can't play doubles, don't play. You are here to learn, not to integrate into the Chinese team. There is nothing wrong with being a maverick."

In order to guide her movements, Yin Jiayi stood close to her back, and when she spoke, her hot breath came to her ears.

"Like this, straighten your elbows and squeeze your wrists..." Yin Jiayi didn't notice it, and pointed her patiently and professionally.

The evening light streamed in through the glass windows.

The girl blushed quietly in the sunset, her body stiffened, she forgot to move, and then someone flicked her forehead.

"What are you thinking about, concentrate on it."

Jin Nanzhi jumped away in pain, clutching his forehead and yelling.

"Yin Jiayi, don't hit me on the head, you will become a fool!"

Up to now, more than a year has passed in a flash, Jin Nanzhi has grown taller and improved, and no longer needs anyone to remind him, he can play without any influence on the court and concentrate on playing.

The shuttlecock rolled to her feet.

The scoreboard lights up.

21:19

It was Jin Nanzhi who took the lead in winning the first game.

Yin Jiayi was slightly stunned, and then looked at her with a hint of appreciation in her eyes, and walked back to the rest area with the racket to wipe off her sweat.

The South Korean team burst into cheers and rushed up to hug her. Jin Nanzhi was surrounded by his teammates and returned to the rest area.

While drinking water to wipe off her sweat, she was still thinking about the look in her eyes just now, Yin Jiayi actually smiled at her.

It was a kind of affirmation and appreciation for her opponent. In the past, she had never shown this expression to herself.

She finally sees her as an adversary, not a little sister who toddles behind her and needs her to show her the way.

After thinking about it, Jin Nanzhi was so happy that he couldn't help laughing.

The teammates all thought that she was happy for winning the ball, and only she knew what it was for.

Yin Jiayi returned to the rest area, but Wan Jing's face was extremely serious.

"Jiayi, you were a bit careless in this round."

Yin Jiayi nodded, her expression normal.

"I know Coach Wan, I will win the next round."

Yin Jiayi is a character who doesn't change her face even before the collapse of a mountain. The calmer she looks, the more assertive she is in her heart. Hearing what she said, Wan Jing felt relieved and patted her on the shoulder.

"Go when you're ready."

With the sound of the referee's whistle, the white feather was thrown into the air, and the second game officially kicked off.

"In the last round, Jin Nanzhi used his own way to treat his own body. In this round, Yin Jiayi came to do the opposite of his own way."

"This smash, restrained Jin Nanzhi's backhand to death!"

"It seems that not only Jin Nanzhi is familiar with her style of play, but Yin Jiayi is also quite familiar with her left-handed routine and way of thinking."

"Hey, when Yin Jiayi was in the national team, she often went to the Beijing team as a guest coach. The two have been teammates for more than a year. Are you not familiar with it?"

"Hey, don't tell me, teammates beat teammates, I like to watch this kind of evenly matched scenes where they fall in love and kill each other."

"This game was a blitz! Yin Jiayi won the game with a big score of 21:14, without giving Jin Nanzhi any chance to react, she ended the game in one breath!"

Wan Jing took the lead and applauded.

"Okay, well done! Keep up the good work! This is the way to fight. Don't give her a chance to breathe. Jin Nanzhi is also very resilient. It will be troublesome if she sticks to tie the score."

After he finished arranging the tactics, Xie Shi'an also finished the game, mixed into the crowd, and got close to Yin Jiayi.

She glanced at the opposite Jin Nanzhi, who was a little sad because of a big loss, and said with a hint of teasing in her eyes.

"You really don't intend to let it go?"

Yin Jiayi smiled, glanced at her as well, and wrapped hand glue on the racket.

"She must also want me to go all out."

After finishing speaking, she suddenly felt that something was wrong, and looked Xie Shi'an up and down.

"You're done?!"

Xie Shian shrugged.

"It's over. It's the first feat in the history of the World Championships to go from the bottom of the points to the finals. The commentary just read it. It's nothing, it's very easy."

Yin Jiayi: "..."

What a high-end Versailles is this.

On the surface, the dignified and elegant captain actually screamed for help from the bottom of his heart.

Compared with Yin Jiayi, who was in good condition and feeling hot, Jin Nanzhi, who was pulled back by a round, looked a little depressed as she sat there.

It's a pity that there is no more time for her to adjust.

The referee has already blown the whistle.

Xie Shi'an broke away from the main force and stood on the only way she had to go to the arena. When Jin Nanzhi looked over, he nodded slightly to her and made a mouth shape.

"Show, Bai."

Jin Nanzhi reacted immediately.

"I have decided that when I win the championship, I will confess to her."

The rhetoric of the past came to mind, and a smile finally appeared on Jin Nanzhi's lips. The two looked at each other and smiled. She nodded heavily and walked onto the field with her head held high.

Jian Changnian also came over.

"What did you tell her? She smiled so happily."

Xie Shi'an glanced at her, turned around and left.

"Children belong to each other, and adults don't care about their affairs."

Jian Changnian made faces at her back, and when she saw that she was really about to leave, she hurried after her.

"What! You're only three years older than me, why are you pretending to be an adult! Hey, don't you watch the game?"

"Don't look at it, the result is the same."

It can be seen from watching the game, two people who really love each other, the whole universe will fulfill them.