Everyone thought that Mao Xunfeng was not as good as Li Ling, because Li Ling had always been the team’s main setter before.
But first of all, Mao Xunfeng was the original main setter, and Er Leng was the backup one.
Secondly, today’s two rounds of the Chinese team were based on a defensive battle of 1 point and 1 point, not by Li Ling.
Snapped.
Mao Xunfeng made a second attack with a gentle lob. Dario hurried to catch the ball and managed to lift it, but it didn’t reach the required height. As a result, there was a slight contact between the lifted ball and the net, causing it to slide down and touch the ground.
Relying on the leading advantage accumulated before, the Chinese team took the second game without any risk at 26:24.
While rubbing his knees, Li Ling muttered, “It’s over, this is really embarrassing.”
Min Yaoyang laughed: “Aren’t Brother Mao, Brother Wu, and Brother Xiaofeng and I always embarrassed?”
Li Ling was startled and turned to look at them, only to realize that the people on the bench, like him, were the main players in their respective provincial teams. However, when it came to the national team, there were outstanding players who were just as capable as them, if not more. Even if they worked extremely hard, they couldn’t secure a spot in the starting lineup.
During their previous games, most of them were substituted in when main players like Qin Chunxiao, Qiao Mingming, and Fu Biyang were exhausted.
They were the backups.
As for Li Ling, he admitted to himself that if Mao Xunfeng hadn’t gotten injured, it would have been very challenging for someone like him, a nerve knife, to earn a spot in the starting lineup.
Competitive sports had always been ruthless, with fierce competition where everyone gave their all. In the end, it was luck and talent that determined one’s future. Sometimes luck outweighed talent, like in the case of Qiao Mingming and Tong Shulan, who reached a height of 3.7 meters as quasi-divine beasts. Qiao Mingming could continue to improve, but Tong Shulan’s potential was artificially cut in half.
The only fortunate aspect was that volleyball allowed six players on the court, and others could be rotated. Everyone deserved credit for the victory, and they could share the glory.
Finally letting go of his unwillingness, Li Ling turned his head to look at the court. Compared to him, Mao Xunfeng must have felt even more unwilling. He was the main setter originally, but due to a dislocated finger, he was suddenly replaced. After sitting on the bench for so long, he watched Li Ling shine on the court.
There were also Du Xiaofeng and Xiong Wu, the two dedicated liberos who couldn’t match Qin Chunxiao’s passing abilities. Because of this, they were often substituted by the coach in the backcourt, or Qin Chunxiao would move to the back row when it was his turn in the front row.
However, in the third game, the Chinese team played more and more difficulty, and they lost the game.
In the fourth game, they continued to fight, but the score continued to fall behind. At 17:19, Italy had already led by 2 points.
Viewers watching the live broadcast in China were also discussing anxiously.
[What to do, Li Ling is the setter who has worked with the team for almost all the schedules, and the tacit understanding between Brother Mao and the others is obviously not that high! 】
[Yeah, brother Mao is stable and basically can’t make mistakes, but many cooperations that require tacit understanding to play are not so smooth. 】
[He has been out of touch with the team for too long due to dislocation! 】
It was not that Mao Xunfeng was bad, there was nothing wrong with his performance, and it was not easy to come out with injuries, but not performing well enough was already a big problem.
Louis also noticed this, the new setter’s ball path was much more predictable than Erlang’s ball path.
Where would the ball of the nerve knife float, even he himself couldn’t tell where it would go, let alone the opponent, Mao Xunfeng was different, he was the kind of textbook setter, and the pass was extremely accurate and had a good sense of space , There would be no mistakes, but correspondingly, his style of play was honest, and the efficiency of deceiving opponents to block was not high.
This was Louis’ most restrained setter.
Mao Xunfeng passed the ball to Qiao Mingming, Aizmaiti, and Liu Yuelou several times, but the probability of being successfully blocked by the opponent gradually increased. He felt anxious and his fingers ached.
The World Youth Championship kicked off on June 23. It had not even been a week since he was injured, and the injury had not healed at all.
When he was in a hurry, the pass also made mistakes. Aizmaiti, who was smashing the ball on the net, saw that the ball was only passed to the height of his chest. He could only stare at the big eyes of the copper bell, and elbowed the ball with a hideous and panicked face across the net.
In this case, it was good that the ball could pass the net, but if Aizmat didn’t react just now, the ball might had slid along Aizmaiti’s chest and directly caused the Chinese team to lose points due to mistakes.
Aizmaiti was also thankful in his heart, fortunately, he had been tortured by the jerk’s convulsion ball recently, and his resilience had risen several levels, otherwise he would not be able to react.
The Italian team was overjoyed and seized this opportunity to attack quickly.
The main attacker on the opposite side simply hit the ball to the bottom line, Qin Chunxiao chased after him, but he still couldn’t catch up.
17:20.
Qin Chunxiao punched unhappily, wiped the sweat off his face with his collar, and had adjusted his mentality when he walked back to the center of the court. There was never a ball that could be received 100% in this world, and the next ball just needs to continue to work hard.
Li Ling looked at Newton, showing the smile of a 1.9 meter man who thought he was cute, trying to pass the test: “Coach~”
He wanted to play.
Newton: “No.”
There were many players in this world who were determined and desperate to die, but there were only a few who couldn’t die. If Li Ling’s physical examination report can be as tough as Qin Chunxiao’s, and just looking at it could make the coach sleep peacefully, Newton was not possible to listen to Qin Chunxiao’s words and insist on leaving Li Ling on the bench at the critical moment of the final.
Mao Xunfeng frowned, and apologized to his teammates guiltily: “I’m sorry…”
“It’s okay.” Qiao Mingming wanted to comfort him, but Qin Chunxiao slapped Mao Xunfeng’s waist.
Although Team Qiao suspected that this was because his deputy team couldn’t take more pictures, they still kept their mouths shut and watched Qin Chunxiaoxun’s second pass.
Qin Chunxiao raised his head, and said in a gentle tone: “The quality of my first pass in this game is not good. I can’t help it. I am too tired and my accuracy has dropped a bit. If I push you a little higher, you can run a few more steps until you reach the goal. I set the ball under the ball.”
Mao Xunfeng understood Qin Chunxiao’s meaning: “You want to slow down?”
Qin Chunxiao: “Otherwise? No matter how fast I chase the ball, I will end up exhausted first. What would you do without me?”
The whole team couldn’t say the phrase “It’s cold without you”, because they all knew that without Daddy Qin, this game would be very, very difficult to play.
Fu Biyang also kept wiping away his sweat: “It doesn’t matter if you slow down the pace. We can’t play fast breaks anymore after we’re stunned. Brother Mao, you give as many balls as possible to me, the captain, and Liu Yuelou. We have great strength. The ball point is high, and it is okay to forcefully break the block.”
Aizmaiti: “The task of blocking the net is more entrusted to me.”
Teammates redistributed the possession of the ball one by one. Mao Xunfeng swallowed, panted, and wanted to say something, but Qiao Mingming had already reached out his hand again.
“Come!”
Folding hands covered in sweat, it was a bit hot, but Mao Xunfeng didn’t have time to dislike it, so he put his hands on it too.
There had never been smooth sailing in the arena, and it didn’t matter if one encountered setbacks, just pick yourself up and keep going!
Mao Xunfeng thought, he was indeed not the best kind of setter, his ball had been disliked and rigid since middle school, in order to get rid of this problem, he desperately read all kinds of games, memorized all kinds of ball, did imagery training in his mind to simulate how to deal with various enemies.
After so many years of preparation, he finally entered the national youth team and got the status of the starting setter.
It was not over yet.
Mao Xunfeng stared closely at the opponent, thinking, this match was by no means over.
The secondary attacker of the Italian team stood at position 1, and mercilessly sent a strong jump serve from a tricky angle. The next moment, the ball was pushed high by Qin Chunxiao.
Mao Xunfeng ran under the ball, raised his head, looked at the ball intently, raised his hands, and the ball was falling.
The ball is passed to… “3!”
Qiao Mingming jumped from outside the three-meter line, jumping extremely high. His huge figure seemed to be riding the wind. Under the flying hem was his tight abdominal muscles. His right arm was swung high. With the strength of his core, His arm swung like a whip, and he drew heavily on the ball, causing the volleyball to fly straight ahead.
Louis took off at the right time, but the heavy volleyball grazed his middle finger, hit the ground heavily, and flew to the auditorium again.
18:20! The Chinese team started to catch up.
Louis landed, and while blowing on his middle finger, he looked back at the volleyball thrown back by the audience. He raised his hand to catch the volleyball with one hand and lowered his eyes.
“Amazing.”
Obviously the current setter was not as unpredictable as Erlang, but they could still cooperate with such a strong attack, and the setter, which seems to be easy to bully, had adjusted so quickly.
As expected of a player who could enter the national youth team, there was really no one easy to deal with.
Dario got up from the ground. He failed to catch up with the ball just now, but he was not discouraged in the slightest. He just looked at Qiao Mingming and smiled slightly: “As expected, he is the person Coach Lorenzo had his eyes on two years ago.”
But he still prefers Biyang Fu’s type.
Dario raised his voice and called out, “Louis?”
Louis came back to his senses and walked back to his place.
The young players of the two teams looked at each other and felt the strong will of the other.
At this time, the Chinese team finally won the right to serve. Qin Chunxiao stood in position 1 and patted the ball.
Come on, let them continue to fight for strength and toughness, and see who is the final champion!
The ball floated high, and the blue-eyed boy jumped lightly. With a heavy slap with his left hand, the ball quickly flew towards the opposite baseline, but was caught by Dario.
The eyes of the two defensive gates met in the air, and Dario smiled provocatively. He pushed the ball with both hands, and the ball flew into the hands of the setter. After chasing, a double block was formed.
Louis spiked desperately, but the ball was finally stopped by the iron wall on the opposite side.
The Chinese team blocked the score!
Fu Biyang and Aizmaiti bumped their chests and shouted at the same time.
19:20.
Not to be outdone, the Italian team responded with equal determination. When Qin Chunxiao served again, Dario slid and knelt to deliver a high-quality first pass for the setter. The setter swiftly set up the attack, and the main attacker behind him executed a fast break, scoring a point.
19:21.
When the Italian team served, Qin Chunxiao directly ducked down and said, “Out of bounds!”
20:21.
Both sides refused to back down and launched relentless attacks against each other. Neither team was willing to give the other an opportunity to score consecutively or widen the gap. As a result, the referees, coaches, and audience members all watched anxiously, perspiring in anticipation. The score continued to rise alternately, and the pace of the game, which had momentarily slowed down due to Qin Chunxiao’s injury, gradually picked up speed again.
Everyone tightened a string and stared at the ball as if they saw victory, so they ran, jumped, stretched their arms, and dunked the ball across the way.
Finally, at 24:24, the Chinese team caught up.
Immediately afterwards, Qiao Ming borrowed a fortune and broke the score to 25:24.
Only 1 point left.
He didn’t know when it started, Mao Xunfeng could no longer hear other sounds, only the heart beating violently in his chest, and the sound of the volleyball hitting the ground alternately echoed in his cochlea.
Boom, boom, boom.
His blood was boiling, and there were people constantly coming into his eyes from above, spiking, or blocking, and then Qin Chunxiao shouted, and then he sent the ball to the place where his teammates could attack.
Yes, that was how it felt.
Mao Xunfeng smiled.
Such a tired, sweaty feeling was what he longed for most.
After sitting on the bench for so long, doing image training in his mind every day, he was waiting for this moment.
Finally, the volleyball that symbolized all their dreams fell into his eyes again from top to bottom. The boy raised his head, looked at it almost devoutly, and stretched out his hand.
“4!”
Qin Chunxiao took off from the back row and slapped the ball lightly with his left hand. The volleyball landed on the opposite No. 2 position at an astonishing angle.
26:24.
Dario lay on the ground, his fingers were only one step away from the volleyball, but he couldn’t touch it after all.
The moment Qin Chunxiao landed, he was hugged by his teammates rushing from all sides.
Newton stood up, clenched his fists with both hands and swung vigorously. He leaned over and let out an excited, long roar. Everyone on the bench around him stood up and ran towards his teammates on the field.
Jiang Xiaohai threw the towel in his hand on the ground, covered his face with his hands and squatted on the ground, crying.
Meanwhile, many first-time volleyball fans rose to their feet, cheering furiously late at night in China in another time zone.
Wang Yan and Chang Xiaole quickly retrieved ice packs, towels, water, and other items, arranging them neatly and keeping busy. Meanwhile, on the court, as the celebration continued, Qiao Mingming and Min Yaoyang assisted in supporting Qin Chunxiao. Qin Chunxiao sat atop, observing them with a proud demeanor, resembling a little king. The surrounding group of people eagerly reached out their hands towards him, bouncing with excitement. The scene started to resemble a comical large-scale ritual or sermon.
“I won.” Newton calmed down, looked at the court, his eyes were red: “Xiao Hai, did you see that? The team I led won.”
Jiang Xiaohai put down his hands, sniffed, and said calmly, “I saw it.”
Their cell phones all started beeping continuously, which was the proof of the arrival of many text messages.
Newton watched Qin Chunxiao jump up angrily, picked up Min Yaoyang’s collar, and rubbed Min Yaoyang’s hair vigorously. Two gorilla guys bumped each other’s chests in celebration.
This team was very bitter. From the coaches to the players, they had paid too much to come to this team and to go abroad to compete in this game, whether it was alcohol that brings diseases to people, or the athletes suffered pain was not something they should bear.
But they were also lucky. The arrival of the victory made the blood and tears they shed for volleyball a good memory.
Newton stood not far away and looked at them quietly and kindly. After a while, he turned around, picked up the five-star red flag, and walked towards his children.
T_T Crying while celebrating.
Youth~
Everyone thought that Mao Xunfeng was not as good as Li Ling, because Li Ling had always been the team’s main setter before.
But first of all, Mao Xunfeng was the original main setter, and Er Leng was the backup one.
Secondly, today’s two rounds of the Chinese team were based on a defensive battle of 1 point and 1 point, not by Li Ling.
Snapped.
Mao Xunfeng made a second attack with a gentle lob. Dario hurried to catch the ball and managed to lift it, but it didn’t reach the required height. As a result, there was a slight contact between the lifted ball and the net, causing it to slide down and touch the ground.
Relying on the leading advantage accumulated before, the Chinese team took the second game without any risk at 26:24.
While rubbing his knees, Li Ling muttered, “It’s over, this is really embarrassing.”
Min Yaoyang laughed: “Aren’t Brother Mao, Brother Wu, and Brother Xiaofeng and I always embarrassed?”
Li Ling was startled and turned to look at them, only to realize that the people on the bench, like him, were the main players in their respective provincial teams. However, when it came to the national team, there were outstanding players who were just as capable as them, if not more. Even if they worked extremely hard, they couldn’t secure a spot in the starting lineup.
During their previous games, most of them were substituted in when main players like Qin Chunxiao, Qiao Mingming, and Fu Biyang were exhausted.
They were the backups.
As for Li Ling, he admitted to himself that if Mao Xunfeng hadn’t gotten injured, it would have been very challenging for someone like him, a nerve knife, to earn a spot in the starting lineup.
Competitive sports had always been ruthless, with fierce competition where everyone gave their all. In the end, it was luck and talent that determined one’s future. Sometimes luck outweighed talent, like in the case of Qiao Mingming and Tong Shulan, who reached a height of 3.7 meters as quasi-divine beasts. Qiao Mingming could continue to improve, but Tong Shulan’s potential was artificially cut in half.
The only fortunate aspect was that volleyball allowed six players on the court, and others could be rotated. Everyone deserved credit for the victory, and they could share the glory.
Finally letting go of his unwillingness, Li Ling turned his head to look at the court. Compared to him, Mao Xunfeng must have felt even more unwilling. He was the main setter originally, but due to a dislocated finger, he was suddenly replaced. After sitting on the bench for so long, he watched Li Ling shine on the court.
There were also Du Xiaofeng and Xiong Wu, the two dedicated liberos who couldn’t match Qin Chunxiao’s passing abilities. Because of this, they were often substituted by the coach in the backcourt, or Qin Chunxiao would move to the back row when it was his turn in the front row.
However, in the third game, the Chinese team played more and more difficulty, and they lost the game.
In the fourth game, they continued to fight, but the score continued to fall behind. At 17:19, Italy had already led by 2 points.
Viewers watching the live broadcast in China were also discussing anxiously.
[What to do, Li Ling is the setter who has worked with the team for almost all the schedules, and the tacit understanding between Brother Mao and the others is obviously not that high! 】
[Yeah, brother Mao is stable and basically can’t make mistakes, but many cooperations that require tacit understanding to play are not so smooth. 】
[He has been out of touch with the team for too long due to dislocation! 】
It was not that Mao Xunfeng was bad, there was nothing wrong with his performance, and it was not easy to come out with injuries, but not performing well enough was already a big problem.
Louis also noticed this, the new setter’s ball path was much more predictable than Erlang’s ball path.
Where would the ball of the nerve knife float, even he himself couldn’t tell where it would go, let alone the opponent, Mao Xunfeng was different, he was the kind of textbook setter, and the pass was extremely accurate and had a good sense of space , There would be no mistakes, but correspondingly, his style of play was honest, and the efficiency of deceiving opponents to block was not high.
This was Louis’ most restrained setter.
Mao Xunfeng passed the ball to Qiao Mingming, Aizmaiti, and Liu Yuelou several times, but the probability of being successfully blocked by the opponent gradually increased. He felt anxious and his fingers ached.
The World Youth Championship kicked off on June 23. It had not even been a week since he was injured, and the injury had not healed at all.
When he was in a hurry, the pass also made mistakes. Aizmaiti, who was smashing the ball on the net, saw that the ball was only passed to the height of his chest. He could only stare at the big eyes of the copper bell, and elbowed the ball with a hideous and panicked face across the net.
In this case, it was good that the ball could pass the net, but if Aizmat didn’t react just now, the ball might had slid along Aizmaiti’s chest and directly caused the Chinese team to lose points due to mistakes.
Aizmaiti was also thankful in his heart, fortunately, he had been tortured by the jerk’s convulsion ball recently, and his resilience had risen several levels, otherwise he would not be able to react.
The Italian team was overjoyed and seized this opportunity to attack quickly.
The main attacker on the opposite side simply hit the ball to the bottom line, Qin Chunxiao chased after him, but he still couldn’t catch up.
17:20.
Qin Chunxiao punched unhappily, wiped the sweat off his face with his collar, and had adjusted his mentality when he walked back to the center of the court. There was never a ball that could be received 100% in this world, and the next ball just needs to continue to work hard.
Li Ling looked at Newton, showing the smile of a 1.9 meter man who thought he was cute, trying to pass the test: “Coach~”
He wanted to play.
Newton: “No.”
There were many players in this world who were determined and desperate to die, but there were only a few who couldn’t die. If Li Ling’s physical examination report can be as tough as Qin Chunxiao’s, and just looking at it could make the coach sleep peacefully, Newton was not possible to listen to Qin Chunxiao’s words and insist on leaving Li Ling on the bench at the critical moment of the final.
Mao Xunfeng frowned, and apologized to his teammates guiltily: “I’m sorry…”
“It’s okay.” Qiao Mingming wanted to comfort him, but Qin Chunxiao slapped Mao Xunfeng’s waist.
Although Team Qiao suspected that this was because his deputy team couldn’t take more pictures, they still kept their mouths shut and watched Qin Chunxiaoxun’s second pass.
Qin Chunxiao raised his head, and said in a gentle tone: “The quality of my first pass in this game is not good. I can’t help it. I am too tired and my accuracy has dropped a bit. If I push you a little higher, you can run a few more steps until you reach the goal. I set the ball under the ball.”
Mao Xunfeng understood Qin Chunxiao’s meaning: “You want to slow down?”
Qin Chunxiao: “Otherwise? No matter how fast I chase the ball, I will end up exhausted first. What would you do without me?”
The whole team couldn’t say the phrase “It’s cold without you”, because they all knew that without Daddy Qin, this game would be very, very difficult to play.
Fu Biyang also kept wiping away his sweat: “It doesn’t matter if you slow down the pace. We can’t play fast breaks anymore after we’re stunned. Brother Mao, you give as many balls as possible to me, the captain, and Liu Yuelou. We have great strength. The ball point is high, and it is okay to forcefully break the block.”
Aizmaiti: “The task of blocking the net is more entrusted to me.”
Teammates redistributed the possession of the ball one by one. Mao Xunfeng swallowed, panted, and wanted to say something, but Qiao Mingming had already reached out his hand again.
“Come!”
Folding hands covered in sweat, it was a bit hot, but Mao Xunfeng didn’t have time to dislike it, so he put his hands on it too.
There had never been smooth sailing in the arena, and it didn’t matter if one encountered setbacks, just pick yourself up and keep going!
Mao Xunfeng thought, he was indeed not the best kind of setter, his ball had been disliked and rigid since middle school, in order to get rid of this problem, he desperately read all kinds of games, memorized all kinds of ball, did imagery training in his mind to simulate how to deal with various enemies.
After so many years of preparation, he finally entered the national youth team and got the status of the starting setter.
It was not over yet.
Mao Xunfeng stared closely at the opponent, thinking, this match was by no means over.
The secondary attacker of the Italian team stood at position 1, and mercilessly sent a strong jump serve from a tricky angle. The next moment, the ball was pushed high by Qin Chunxiao.
Mao Xunfeng ran under the ball, raised his head, looked at the ball intently, raised his hands, and the ball was falling.
The ball is passed to… “3!”
Qiao Mingming jumped from outside the three-meter line, jumping extremely high. His huge figure seemed to be riding the wind. Under the flying hem was his tight abdominal muscles. His right arm was swung high. With the strength of his core, His arm swung like a whip, and he drew heavily on the ball, causing the volleyball to fly straight ahead.
Louis took off at the right time, but the heavy volleyball grazed his middle finger, hit the ground heavily, and flew to the auditorium again.
18:20! The Chinese team started to catch up.
Louis landed, and while blowing on his middle finger, he looked back at the volleyball thrown back by the audience. He raised his hand to catch the volleyball with one hand and lowered his eyes.
“Amazing.”
Obviously the current setter was not as unpredictable as Erlang, but they could still cooperate with such a strong attack, and the setter, which seems to be easy to bully, had adjusted so quickly.
As expected of a player who could enter the national youth team, there was really no one easy to deal with.
Dario got up from the ground. He failed to catch up with the ball just now, but he was not discouraged in the slightest. He just looked at Qiao Mingming and smiled slightly: “As expected, he is the person Coach Lorenzo had his eyes on two years ago.”
But he still prefers Biyang Fu’s type.
Dario raised his voice and called out, “Louis?”
Louis came back to his senses and walked back to his place.
The young players of the two teams looked at each other and felt the strong will of the other.
At this time, the Chinese team finally won the right to serve. Qin Chunxiao stood in position 1 and patted the ball.
Come on, let them continue to fight for strength and toughness, and see who is the final champion!
The ball floated high, and the blue-eyed boy jumped lightly. With a heavy slap with his left hand, the ball quickly flew towards the opposite baseline, but was caught by Dario.
The eyes of the two defensive gates met in the air, and Dario smiled provocatively. He pushed the ball with both hands, and the ball flew into the hands of the setter. After chasing, a double block was formed.
Louis spiked desperately, but the ball was finally stopped by the iron wall on the opposite side.
The Chinese team blocked the score!
Fu Biyang and Aizmaiti bumped their chests and shouted at the same time.
19:20.
Not to be outdone, the Italian team responded with equal determination. When Qin Chunxiao served again, Dario slid and knelt to deliver a high-quality first pass for the setter. The setter swiftly set up the attack, and the main attacker behind him executed a fast break, scoring a point.
19:21.
When the Italian team served, Qin Chunxiao directly ducked down and said, “Out of bounds!”
20:21.
Both sides refused to back down and launched relentless attacks against each other. Neither team was willing to give the other an opportunity to score consecutively or widen the gap. As a result, the referees, coaches, and audience members all watched anxiously, perspiring in anticipation. The score continued to rise alternately, and the pace of the game, which had momentarily slowed down due to Qin Chunxiao’s injury, gradually picked up speed again.
Everyone tightened a string and stared at the ball as if they saw victory, so they ran, jumped, stretched their arms, and dunked the ball across the way.
Finally, at 24:24, the Chinese team caught up.
Immediately afterwards, Qiao Ming borrowed a fortune and broke the score to 25:24.
Only 1 point left.
He didn’t know when it started, Mao Xunfeng could no longer hear other sounds, only the heart beating violently in his chest, and the sound of the volleyball hitting the ground alternately echoed in his cochlea.
Boom, boom, boom.
His blood was boiling, and there were people constantly coming into his eyes from above, spiking, or blocking, and then Qin Chunxiao shouted, and then he sent the ball to the place where his teammates could attack.
Yes, that was how it felt.
Mao Xunfeng smiled.
Such a tired, sweaty feeling was what he longed for most.
After sitting on the bench for so long, doing image training in his mind every day, he was waiting for this moment.
Finally, the volleyball that symbolized all their dreams fell into his eyes again from top to bottom. The boy raised his head, looked at it almost devoutly, and stretched out his hand.
“4!”
Qin Chunxiao took off from the back row and slapped the ball lightly with his left hand. The volleyball landed on the opposite No. 2 position at an astonishing angle.
26:24.
Dario lay on the ground, his fingers were only one step away from the volleyball, but he couldn’t touch it after all.
The moment Qin Chunxiao landed, he was hugged by his teammates rushing from all sides.
Newton stood up, clenched his fists with both hands and swung vigorously. He leaned over and let out an excited, long roar. Everyone on the bench around him stood up and ran towards his teammates on the field.
Jiang Xiaohai threw the towel in his hand on the ground, covered his face with his hands and squatted on the ground, crying.
Meanwhile, many first-time volleyball fans rose to their feet, cheering furiously late at night in China in another time zone.
Wang Yan and Chang Xiaole quickly retrieved ice packs, towels, water, and other items, arranging them neatly and keeping busy. Meanwhile, on the court, as the celebration continued, Qiao Mingming and Min Yaoyang assisted in supporting Qin Chunxiao. Qin Chunxiao sat atop, observing them with a proud demeanor, resembling a little king. The surrounding group of people eagerly reached out their hands towards him, bouncing with excitement. The scene started to resemble a comical large-scale ritual or sermon.
“I won.” Newton calmed down, looked at the court, his eyes were red: “Xiao Hai, did you see that? The team I led won.”
Jiang Xiaohai put down his hands, sniffed, and said calmly, “I saw it.”
Their cell phones all started beeping continuously, which was the proof of the arrival of many text messages.
Newton watched Qin Chunxiao jump up angrily, picked up Min Yaoyang’s collar, and rubbed Min Yaoyang’s hair vigorously. Two gorilla guys bumped each other’s chests in celebration.
This team was very bitter. From the coaches to the players, they had paid too much to come to this team and to go abroad to compete in this game, whether it was alcohol that brings diseases to people, or the athletes suffered pain was not something they should bear.
But they were also lucky. The arrival of the victory made the blood and tears they shed for volleyball a good memory.
Newton stood not far away and looked at them quietly and kindly. After a while, he turned around, picked up the five-star red flag, and walked towards his children.
T_T Crying while celebrating.
Youth~
