The Gold is Yours, You Are Mine

"How is it? Is the injury serious? It's bleeding!" Wan Jing leaned over to look at her knee, and his face turned pale with shock.

The team doctor came up to help him down, but Jian Changnian waved his hands, stopping their movements.

"It's just a skin injury, just take care of it and disinfect it here, don't delay the game time."

She insisted on this, Wan Jing had no choice but to give up.

Looking at the picture sent back by the on-site director, the commentator also said.

"Our player Jian Changnian suffered a small injury, but the problem is not serious, and he can fight again."

Commentary B: "She is really tenacious. There are not many rookies who can achieve this level. The style of play is actually very good, but she lacks some experience. She will definitely have a lot of achievements in the future."

The team doctor bandaged her knee, and Jian Changnian jumped up and moved a few times. Although there was still some pain, it was within the tolerance range.

Wan Jing handed her the racket, Jian Changnian took it, took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and walked onto the field again.

Over there, the head coach of the Canadian team is also giving his players final tactical guidance.

"Did you see it? She's injured, just choose three ways to fight."

The players nodded, and the head coach patted her on the shoulder.

"Go ahead and perform well. There is only one Chinese team, Yin Jiayi, who can play. The others are not worth mentioning at all."

Ever since he saw her fall, Yan Xinyuan kept frowning and never let it go.

"How can you play like this? There is no one who specializes in the third lane. This is too insidious."

Jian Changnian was already injured, and she was frequently targeted for her lower body movements. The Canadian team hit her legs for several kills, and was fined a yellow card for this.

Jian Changnian gritted her teeth. After receiving the yellow card, she thought she would restrain herself, but the Canadian team shrugged indifferently. Anyway, she was leading the score and didn't care about one or two points.

There were boos from the audience.

"If you can't, then go down!"

"Don't embarrass yourself here!"

"Even if Xie Shi'an is sick, he can't bring up a trash to make up for it!"

The shouting man was quickly taken away from the scene by security.

The boy's eyes turned red.

In this way, the game was lost 1-2.

The moment Yan Xinyuan saw the result of the game, he got up and put on his coat. He looked at Xie Shi'an who was sitting on the hospital bed.

"Pick up..."

Xie Shi'an seemed to know what he would say.

"Coach Yan, you go, I have a nurse watching over here."

Yan Xinyuan nodded: "Okay, then I'll go and come back quickly."

When he was about to step out of the door, he was stopped again.

Xie Shi'an pouted at the backpack he put on the bedside table.

"Coach Yan, wait a minute, help me bring that to her."

Yan Xinyuan walked over and saw that there was a racket in the backpack, which was the one she had lent to Jian Changnian for the national competition.

Xie Shi'an nodded, motioning for him to take it away.

"Just say that I gave it to her, and I also gave it to the future world champion."

On the first day of the game, Jian Changnian lost a point. The victory could have been easily won, but Yin Jiayi had to play one more doubles to turn the tide, and thus advanced to the next round without any risk.

After all the games were over, the team members dragged their tired bodies back to the training base. Jian Changnian was left behind, listening to them muttering.

"Fortunately, there is Team Yin, otherwise this would be the first time that we didn't even make it to the quarter-finals in the team competition of the World Championships."

"Why don't you praise me, I also won a doubles match."

"Okay, to praise you, the most useless thing is that bean sprouts. I don't know why Coach Wan still puts her in such an important position."

"You don't know. Their head coach is our teacher Wan's brother. It doesn't matter if they play badly. They have a strong background."

"Isn't Coach Yan the originator of our Guoyu? How did he bring out this kind of apprentice..."

Jian Changnian was going to eat, but when he heard this, tears welled up in his eyes, he stopped in his tracks, turned around, took two steps and three steps, and suddenly ran in the opposite direction.

There was no one in the training room at dusk.

The shadow cast alone on the floor.

Jian Changnian was facing the wall, running back and forth, walking side by side, and hitting the ball, as if like a ball machine, tireless.

Night fell little by little.

Darkness engulfed her shadow.

In the end, Jian Changnian was exhausted, she took a step back, her body was on the verge of falling, but fortunately, someone helped her steady.

She turned around in surprise.

"Coach Yan!"

Yan Xinyuan was carrying two servings of fried rice.

"Haven't eaten yet, let's go, let's find a place to eat."

The activity area in the training base.

The two of them found a piece of fitness equipment and sat down, put the lunch box in front of them, and Yan Xinyuan broke the disposable chopsticks and handed them to her.

"Come on, try it, the fried rice at the entrance of the hospital is delicious."

With tears still on Jian Changnian's face, he took the chopsticks and began to gobble it up after a day of hunger.

Yan Xinyuan looked at her with a smile.

"Slow down, there's still something to drink."

He took out two more bottles of Coke from the plastic bag, opened the tab of the can and handed it to her.

Jian Changnian was startled: "Coach Yan..."

He used to never allow them to drink carbonated drinks during the competition, and they were caught either 1500 meters or 200 push-ups.

"Take it, today is an exception."

The soda can was stuffed into the palm of his hand.

Yan Xinyuan picked up his share and touched her lightly.

"This is to celebrate your first World Series play today."

Jian Changnian's emotions that had been tense for a day could no longer be stretched, and tears came down in a flash, choking with sobs.

"But... I lost... and I lost so badly... I dragged down the whole team... If it weren't for Captain Yin...we wouldn't even be able to make it to the quarterfinals... If Shi'an was here... definitely not..."

Yan Xinyuan looked at her and handed her a tissue.

"Although Shi'an and I didn't go to the scene, we both watched you in front of the TV. Chang Nian, do you still remember what I told you the night you played in the national competition for the first time?"

Jian Changnian nodded vigorously, crying uncontrollably.

"Remember, you said..."

The scene of that night is vivid in my memory, and it overlaps with his words now.

"One day, you're going to shine on the world stage."

"Because you are my proudest student."

Jian Changnian was taken aback, tears fell down again, she wiped them away with her sleeve indiscriminately, not wanting him to see herself in such a mess.

"Coach Yan... I... made you laugh... It's been so long, and I'm still so worthless. Once I lose the game, I will..."

"Cry, it's fine to vent your emotions. By the way, I have something to give you when I come today."

Jian Changnian sniffed, curious: "What is it?"

Yan Xinyuan took out a racket from his backpack.

"Does it look familiar?"

Jian Changnian took it over, with surprise in his eyes.

"This is...Shi'an's beat...she...she lent it to me?"

Yan Xinyuan shook his head.

"It's not a loan, it's a gift. She said she would give it to you, and also to the future world champion."

In ancient times, there was a sword given to a hero. No matter how clumsy Jian Changnian was, she knew what she meant by giving her beloved racket at this time.

This is the trust Xie Shi'an entrusted to her wholeheartedly.

The boy was taken aback for a moment, but he finally turned his tears into a smile, and his eyes became bright again.

"Thank you, Coach Yan, and Shi An, you go back and tell her, I... like it very much."

Yan Xinyuan put a piece of meat in her lunch box and smiled knowingly.

"Let's eat, or it will be cold in a while."

"Ok!"

Jian Changnian picked up the lunch box, tears glistened in his eyes, he slammed the rice into his mouth, and swallowed his tears and rice grains.

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Zhou Mu stayed in the police station all night to take notes. The next day, Zhou's mother picked him up and walked on the road, beating and cursing.

"Tell you not to go to school! Go out to play! You even went to the house of your male classmate! Shame on you! You used to like to play badminton, and you would go to the arena when you were on vacation. I turned a blind eye to it, but now it's fine It's either playing ball or puppy love! I'm going to be in my third year of high school soon, do you know that?!"

With tears still on Zhou Mu's face, he retorted loudly.

"Mom! I didn't!"

Before she finished speaking, the schoolbag she held in her arms was roughly torn apart, and the picture book fell to the ground. Mother Zhou picked it up and tore it to pieces.

"No what is this?! What is this?! Your dad and I worked hard a few jobs a day for you to go to school, and this is how you repay us?! Let me tell you, that is a murderer!"

Seeing the album being torn, Zhou Mu rushed over to grab it. Zhou's mother threw her schoolbag into the trash can and pulled her ear to the school.

"Get out of here and go to class! Give me your phone! Don't use it anymore! From now on, you have to go home every week during the holidays. Your dad and I will come to pick you up. If you don't obey, your legs will be broken and you will be told to run out again!"

Zhou Mu cried miserably, stumbled and shoved, and only repeated this sentence intermittently.

"Mom...he's not...not a murderer..."

The very afternoon she returned to school, the rumors began to spread.

She was walking in the corridor of the teaching building, and someone was pointing behind her.

"Have you heard? It's just Zhou Mu from Class 3 who was called into the police station yesterday."

"Ah? Isn't she good at school, why?"

"It is said that her boyfriend killed someone for her."

"No, she's a good student in her grade. How could she fall in love early? Don't talk nonsense."

"Why am I talking nonsense, you read the news yourself, her boyfriend is still a sports student, the one who just won the National Swimming League Championship, called... what is it called..."

"Cheng Zhen...was a senior at our school before!"

…

Zhou Mu walked forward, and there was a crowd of people watching the fun at the stairway in front, and the gaze cast from behind made her shiver.

The girl's eyes slowly turned red, she turned around and pushed away the classmates blocking her, and trot downstairs.

This section is physical education.

After being divided into arts and sciences, her homework suddenly increased. Playing badminton in physical education class was her favorite and rarest way to relax.

But today she didn't go to play with her classmates, but sat alone on the steps under the rostrum.

There are other classes on the playground who are also having physical education classes.

In the distance, a few senior male students were looking at her maliciously, and the leading boy threw the dog's tail grass in his mouth to the ground.

"That's it? It looks quite pure, let's go and have a look."

A shadow suddenly cast in front of him.

Someone blocked the sun.

Zhou Mu looked up.

"Is there a problem?"

The boy smiled wretchedly/vulgarly.

"Isn't it fun to do it with sports students?"

Zhou Mu blushed, trembling with anger, stood up and slapped him across the face, the boy's expression changed suddenly, he grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up from the steps.

"You dare to hit me?!"

Zhou Mu was in so much pain that tears came out, and he patted his hands indiscriminately.

"let me go!!"

There were members of the badminton school team training on the playground, and when they heard the movement, they also leaned over. Li Jiajia rushed forward, roared, and greeted his head with a racket.

"What are you doing?! Let her go! You bastard!!"

The boy felt the pain and let go of Zhou Mu. The other brothers were not happy seeing the boss being beaten, and kicked Li Jiajia to the ground.

Zhou Mu rolled down the steps and crawled over to help him up.

"Li Jiajia... are you okay..."

The boy snorted coldly.

"Bitch, let's go."

Seeing that they were being beaten, other team members stopped them.

"If you beat someone from our school team, you want to leave now. There's no way."

"Then what do you want?" the boy said foolishly.

The senior who helped Zhou Mu before shouted angrily.

"Brothers, **** him!"

The holiday between the two quickly turned into a gang fight.

The physical education teacher ran over with a sharp whistle.

A group of people were taken to the grade director's office.

Zhou Mu was the last one to go in, and Zhou's mother was already inside, and she kept nodding and bowing to apologize. When she saw her coming in, she dragged her to him again, and beat her hard several times with her hands.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm really sorry. This child is disobedient and has caused you trouble. Why don't you bow your head and admit your mistake to your teacher!"

Zhou Mu was like a spinning top, being pushed and shoved by the ear, and slaps fell on her like raindrops.

The emotions that had been suppressed for a whole day completely collapsed at this moment, and she couldn't speak a word other than crying loudly.

Zhou's mother saw that she was crying fiercely, and her eyes were red, but she slapped her head harder.

"You are still crying! You are still crying when you are told to admit your mistake to the teacher! You are shameless!"

The teacher was afraid that he would beat him up badly, so he got up quickly and stopped him.

"Parents calm down, let the children go out first, and I will talk to you alone."

Zhou Mu walked out in a daze, and Zhou's mother cursed at her back.

"Just wait outside, don't leave! Wait until you get home and see if I don't kill you and me!"

Teacher Li made a cup of tea for him, and after thinking about it for a long time, he opened his mouth.

"That's right, we recommend that you... take your child to another school."

"What?! Teacher Li, this won't work! How can Mu Mu keep up with the progress when I transfer to another school right after I'm divided into arts and science classes? Besides, it's almost summer vacation. Where can I find a new school at this time?"

"Don't worry, as far as I know, there are some fully closed boarding schools that are still recruiting students, and what's more, such a big incident will not have a good impact on Zhou Mu. Look, she is now walking In school, there are people pointing and pointing everywhere. Although we know in our hearts that this is not the case, Mu Mu is still a child. How can she bear the strange eyes of others? Could it be that every time she meets someone, she will be ashamed? Explain it again? This doesn't work either, does it?"

Mother Zhou's voice was a little anxious.

"But in today's matter, we, Mu Mu, were bullied."

"I know, so didn't they all deal with it just now? You also saw that the parents were called and punished. Although Zhou Mu was the victim, she also did it. She even instigated the students of the school team to beat others together. It stands to reason that it should be punished."

"It's because of Zhou Mu's good grades in his usual studies, so he made an exception. If you insist on staying in school, then this punishment will definitely be unavoidable. Mother Zhou, think clearly, this file will be with the child for a lifetime Yes, the girls are from every family, and if they are punished, it will be disgraceful to any school or unit in the future."

…

Zhou's mother walked out of the office with a cold face. Zhou Mu just called out "Mom" with red eyes, and was dragged and dragged out.

"You still have the face to call me mom! You've lost all my face! Go home!"

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In the Public Security Bureau, facing the police's questioning, after Cheng Zhen explained all his criminal facts, he tremblingly took out the blood-stained father's suicide note from his pocket.

"Uncle Policeman...I...I want to report..."

The policeman stepped forward, took it, glanced at it roughly, and signaled to his companion, who nodded and ran out.

Not long after, the iron door opened again, and a policewoman with one wheat and two stars on her shoulder came in and sat down opposite him.

"Let me introduce myself. My surname is Song. I am currently the deputy director of the Jiangcheng Public Security Bureau. You can call me Officer Song."