Accompany you to the top

Qiu Ji's hands were strong, and he slammed down with ferocious force, like a heavy drum hitting the ground.Except for Lin Qiao frowning, most people thought that Qiu Ji had finally recovered to his best condition!The people on the field almost hoarse their voices and dragged their throats, hoping to give him motivation with the bursts of cheering.

主播激动得快要哭出来了，一直在积极报分：“4：7！5：7！……哎,5：8。”转瞬间又欢喜起来：“啊,6：8！7：8！”那声音往上一提,透着满满的惊喜,“8:8了！天哪，我们宝宝好厉害啊！”

Actually chased for 8 points in one breath!Ten minutes ago, Qiu Jicai lost 7 points in one go, setting the record for the most behind in history, and in the blink of an eye, he set the record for the most consecutive chases.This boy is too much like a mysterious underground treasure, always full of possibilities, this step can decline to the bottom, and the next step he can regain his strength, get up and fight for hundreds of rounds.

The commentator was almost speechless: "Once Qiu Ji is beaten, no one can beat him."

Team leader Mi nodded, hoping that nothing would go wrong in the future!But at the same time, he was also somewhat hopeful. If the Chinese team could produce a World Table Tennis Championship, the people in the country would definitely go crazy with excitement.The major portal websites can report for three days and three nights.

The score jumped up again!The moment the scorekeeper flipped the sign back and revealed 9:8, the field was on fire again!Even more enthusiastic than this roar is the next 10:8, full of penetrating roar, which almost overturned the arena!

The first game victory is in sight!

It was the last board, Qiu Ji struggled forward to make a kill, his thigh muscles tensed, the ball hit the corner of the table, and he won!However, at almost the same moment, his face twitched violently, and he heard a scream, and saw Qiu Ji fall to the ground with his thighs in his arms.

The referee judged that Qiu Ji scored. After winning the first game, he couldn't get up at all, and was still rolling on the ground in pain.

"Ah..." He tried his best to hold back his breath, hissed twice, and frowned.The teeth endured, and barely bit off a layer of skin from the lips, and the already white face became even paler.

The audience originally wanted to cheer and applaud, but suddenly they whispered, "What's wrong with Qiu Ji!"

"Are you okay?"

"Hurt?"

Almost all the fans stretched their necks to look around, anxiously asking, "Did you get hurt????"

"Stop beating, okay?" Some people were about to burst into tears, but they held back: "No matter what, your body is the most important thing!"

"I'll just say it! I'm already injured, so I have to hold on to the fight!"

"Why are you doing a double job?" A group of people were anxious, almost at a loss for words.

Lin Qiao raised his hand almost immediately, applying for emergency medical treatment to stop.After the referee nodded in approval, the team doctor came over quickly, and a group of people surrounded Qiu Ji. Seeing him sweating profusely, they almost wanted to say stop fighting.But after so many years of hard work, he has come to this point.It would be fine if he lost the game due to other reasons, but now, Qiu Jidu has reversed the situation and saw the hope of winning the championship.Let the hopes of winning the championship be shattered, it is too cruel.

The atmosphere on the field became noisy. The old team doctor brought ice cubes to help him compress, but the people around Qiu Ji almost fell silent in unison.By this time, this game has long been not his victory or defeat alone, but the victory or defeat of the Chinese team!Who dares to let him give up?Everyone is waiting for the team doctor to say, "It's nothing serious, just apply ice and we can play again!"

Qiu Ji has never been called for medical emergency suspension.A timeout is called only in extremely serious sports accidents.When a player is deemed temporarily incapacitated, the game will be suspended for 15 minutes.If after 15 minutes, the game is still not possible, then the game is tantamount to losing.

Everyone held their breath, too nervous to roll their eyeballs. "How?" Only this sentence hangs on his lips.

It was visible to the naked eye that Qiu Ji's ankle had swollen a lot.The team doctor frowned, took the plastic wrap and wrapped it with ice cubes and applied it to his ankle, and tried his best to massage and loosen his tight thigh muscles. "Relax! Relax!"

Qiu Ji couldn't stop taking deep breaths, closing his eyes and trying to calm himself down.After being quiet for about a minute or two, Qiu Ji asked again: "Team doctor, do you think I can still play?" The anxiety in those words was hard to hide.

Seeing his gaze, the old team doctor also felt pitiful: "...It depends on you." Usually Qiu Ji has a good relationship with him, and he is considered his half son.Selfishly speaking, he really didn't want Qiu Ji to play with this injury, it was too terrible.Who can bear such pain?But precisely because he gets along with these athletes day and night, he understands them better than ordinary people.These young ascetic monks have suffered so much and endured so much training, climbing mountains and wading all the way to come here.That noisy young man was also ground into a dull gourd, and he endured bitterness in his heart and didn't say anything.Isn't it just for today's game?

Yang Yishan cried on the sidelines: "Hey, what should I do! If you are like this, can you still play?"

Qiu Ji was silent for a while, then said, "No cramps anymore."

You Yu glanced at the red and swollen ankle, but said nothing.

Even if he insists on playing, can he win?

Lin Qiao reached out and touched Qiu Ji's hair, and saw him lower his head and beat his thigh: "Qiu Ji..." Qiu Ji looked up at him, but didn't speak, just leaned his head on his body, as if wanting to It's like drawing a little strength.

Lin Qiao thought that in this world, he was probably the only one who could empathize with Qiu Ji's pain.He had played for more than 20 years in his previous life, and had suffered a more serious injury than Qiu Ji, calling for a medical timeout.But at that time, he had already achieved success and had no choice to continue playing. On the one hand, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold on, and on the other hand, he was afraid that the loss would be too ugly.Therefore, he lost one gold medal in the men's singles of the Asian Games.Now, every time he thinks about it, he always feels a little bit regretful.If he had chosen to continue fighting, maybe he would have won?

Qiu Ji's current situation is a hundred times more severe than that of Lin Qiao at that time.The career of an athlete is short, and he doesn't have many opportunities to realize his dream.What is before him is the best chance in his life, and it may also be his last chance.Because it is two years before the next World Table Tennis Championships.Will the rules change?Will the injury be more serious?Will the competitive state be better than it is now?Will the opponent be stronger?There are too many variables.

If Qiu Ji doesn't play, it means that the Chinese team is completely on the way to the gold medal.How could he have more than himself on his shoulders?Countless Chinese people are looking at him, expecting him to create miracles for everyone!

So, do you want to give it a try?

Because of the team doctor's order, the team members dispersed to let Qiu Ji breathe some fresh air, leaving only Lin Qiao.

Qiu Ji was still hissing and panting, suddenly raised his head and asked, "Director Lin, what do you think?"

He gently stroked Qiu Ji's hair and took a deep breath.He tried his best to control the emotions he was about to burst out: "You decide for yourself." The road to the king is often the Great Wall built with flesh and blood, it is made of steel after thousands of tempers, and it is the stepping down of thorns with bare feet.If you want to really embark on this road, you can only step up by yourself. "But I have to tell you something, what will happen to you if you lose."

In case Qiu Ji loses too badly, what will the domestic media do?They may cut the beginning and the end, and only focus on how the arrogant genius Qiu Ji lost, such as "Barely won one round, then lost three rounds, and almost didn't get any points! Please, knowing that I can't play, why? You have to keep going! It's a shame for the country!" Or "I said a long time ago that arrogance will have no good end!"

The people at the scene saw how much Qiu Ji was in pain, but people who were far away overseas, who only clicked on the news with a blurred focus on one side, how would they know what Qiu Ji was enduring?They would probably think, hey, how is it enough to make it to the finals?Are you not a genius?Everyone is looking forward to him winning the championship!

At that time, Qiu Ji, who has just been promoted to the altar, will fall even harder and harder than before.People may not remember how he gritted his teeth and persisted to the end, but only remembered that he let everyone down.Those grievances accumulated due to life turned into disappointment in this game.Put on the skin of the Internet, step on him, scold him, and humiliate him.Lin Qiao can almost recite the words of swearing backwards. Lin Qiao has experienced all of these.

After Lin Qiao finished speaking, Qiu Ji was silent, and said again: "No matter what decision I make, you will support me, right?"

Lin Qiao didn't hesitate: "Yes." Anyway, it doesn't matter if he retires or loses in the game.Qiu Ji wanted to leave, so he protected him. "forever."

When the game was suspended in the first round, Qiu Ji's painful expression seemed to be in front of his eyes!The big ice cube was applied to the ankle, and everyone on the field could see it, the injury was too serious!From the looks of it, Qiu Ji probably stopped fighting.His trembling heart was floating in the air, swinging back and forth, and he didn't know whether Qiu Ji would fight or not.They had a little hope left, wanted Qiu Ji to give it a try, and felt sorry for Qiu Ji from the bottom of their hearts.

When the 15-minute timeout expired, the referee at the head of the Mediterranean Sea came to inquire about the situation. After confirming, he returned to his own referee's seat.

The moment Qiu Ji stood up from his chair, almost everyone on the field gasped!

Damn, did Qiu Ji decide to play?

The heart that was holding it was let go, and then I felt the tragedy of being almost gone without returning, it was so distressing!

Lin Qiao reached out and patted his shoulder, and the eye sockets felt hot first.Qiu Ji has really grown up!He saw with his own eyes how Qiu Ji shed that immature self, and his strong will became his battle suit.He never looked back, determined to break into his world.

Doesn't Qiu Ji know that the world is dangerous? He already knows it.But Qiu Ji still made that choice.That innocent heart was beating harder than before, and the blood was still rolling and burning, and it hadn't changed a bit because of the dangers of the world.

Lin Qiao guessed that his eyes were already red, and Qiu Ji finally made the choice that Lin Qiao wanted most.

Seeing that Lin Qiao's eyes were a little red, Qiu Ji seemed to be feeling uncomfortable, and said with a smile, "Do you love me?"

Lin Qiao was silent, and said, "I don't feel sorry for you."

Qiu Ji's foot was hurting, but his heart was sweet: "Don't worry, I'm not a real baby! Don't feel sorry for me, I will." Seeing that the team doctor had already untied the ice, he whispered to Lin Qiao: "Even if you want to Losing, I have to lose in the game to be reconciled, so don't be sad, huh?"

Lin Qiao glanced at him, and couldn't bear to look away: "Yes."

Watching him pull the white towel off his shoulder and throw it on the chair next to him.He was like a warrior who had never been injured. When he stood up again, the applause in a certain area was instantly detonated, followed by two areas, three areas, and finally gradually spread to the whole audience.

The teammates all stood up and shouted: "Come on, come on!" Even the Swedish team couldn't help clapping their hands twice!This is the ultimate essence of sports, to constantly challenge the limits of human beings, and to constantly overcome ourselves.

Qiu Ji heard the applause, turned around with a smile, and gave an ok gesture to the audience.

The people on the field boiled quickly. People looked at each other left and right, and they always felt that their eye sockets were hot.This bruised young man actually set out again!They have seen too many miracles and countless successes, but they have rarely seen such a passionate soul.For his own dream, for his own country, and for the realization of his beliefs, he risked his life!

Anyone will say, forget it!impossible!He, Qiu Ji, just doesn't believe in evil, doesn't compromise, and won't even lower his head!No matter how your fate twists and turns, he still refuses to bow his head!

Everyone was shouting the same name, "Qiu Ji—Come on—" This shout seemed to burst from the heart.Everyone longs for Qiu Ji to create another miracle, a miracle that even fate will make way for him.

Amid the cheers from the audience, Qiu Ji endured the pain, gritted his teeth, and walked towards his battlefield firmly and persistently.

When the referee raised his hand and announced Qiu Ji's return to the field, that phrase once again brought tears to his eyes. "China (Qiu Ji from China)—" The applause resounded through the audience again.

For China...

Qiu Ji bent down, raised his eyelids, and entered the state of preparation.