Small goals, first to be the world's first [Competition]

The seventh inning ended sooner than everyone expected.

Well, the deciding game, everyone thought it would be the most exciting game, so it must be as stalemate as the sixth game, right?

Actually not.

Compared with the previous rounds, Samuel Mancini seemed to have let go of his breath suddenly, but Su Yuan's breath had not been let go all the time, his eyes were calm, but his momentum was terrifyingly strong.

State is a very mysterious thing, but it greatly affects the players, especially in the case of the tiebreaker, it may even play a decisive role.

This game is the same.

11:8, the deciding game ended a little faster than the previous games.

With a big score of 4:3, the game is over.

The auditorium was stunned for a few tenths of a second before realizing that Su Yuan really won!

champion!Su Yuan won the championship!Champion of the World Cup!

"Ahhhhhhh awesome!!"

"Champions, champions! We are champions!!"

"Su Yuan, Su Yuan!!"

【WEARETHE CHAMPION! ! ! 】

[Really win, I'm going crazy! !My mom who just yelled almost came in and beat me up! ! 】

The fans at the scene and the audience in the live broadcast room were so excited when they saw the score, they expressed their excitement and happiness with shouts and bullet screens.

Unexpectedly, an accident happened suddenly at this moment.

[Fuck? ? 】

【what's the situation? ! 】

In the game field, when the last ball was over, with the sound of the ball hitting the ground, the referee raised the hand on Su Yuan's side, indicating that Su Yuan scored this ball, and the scoreboard jumped, and the game ended.

不远处的大屏幕上，小比分从10：8跳到了11：8，大比分从3：3平跳到了4：3。

It wasn't until he confirmed that he had really won the game that Su Yuan looked away from the referee and the big screen, and the tight breath finally let go.

And Su Yuan's body had already been overdrawn and declared that it had reached its limit, and it was a miracle that he had been holding on tenaciously with his will, but at this moment his will suddenly relaxed, and his overdrawn body began to rebel.

His legs softened in an instant, and his thigh muscles were sore and swollen. Su Yuan staggered for a moment, and instinctively raised his left hand to find a support point for the table, but at this moment, his somewhat dull mind forgot that his left hand was still holding it. with racket.

So the racket hit the table with a "boom" one step ahead of the hand. The force was not strong, and the wrist was shocked, but the hand suddenly lost strength and let go of the racket involuntarily.

Without a support point, Su Yuan suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell backwards.

The flow of time seems to have slowed down by ten times. In this short period of one or two seconds, Su Yuan felt the increasingly blurred world in front of him, and even managed to draw out the only trace of sobriety left to think: this time I'm afraid I'll be beaten when I go back.

Everyone didn't react and watched Su Yuan suddenly fall backwards in a daze.

Only one person quickly ran out of the afterimage.

Zhong Yu was beating on the scoreboard, and raised his feet at the moment the game ended, wanting to enter the arena to meet his treasure, everyone's hero, but the next moment, he saw Su Yuan like an angel with broken wings Usually fall down suddenly.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he didn't care about raising his foot to step over the baffle. Zhong Yu kicked down the baffle, ran towards the table quickly, and grabbed Su Yuan when he was about to touch the ground.

The poor baffle was kicked vigorously until it fell down with a loud sound, causing Su Yuan's eyes that were about to close to open again. The next second, he felt the familiar temperature grabbing his wrist and wrapping his arms around it. On his waist, Su Yuan smelled the light and dry scent of soap, he tried his best to open his eyes and looked up.

Sure enough, it was a sweet potato, which was great.

"It's okay, I'm here." Su Yuan heard Zhong Yu's gentle voice.

The next moment, he actually closed his eyes, his thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he regained his composure. Su Yuan fell into a deep sleep, or rather, passed out peacefully in Zhong Yu's arms.

Not letting Yuan Bao fall to the ground, Zhong Yu breathed a sigh of relief, then carefully straightened Su Yuan upright, wrapped his arms around his waist, and gently hugged the princess who was safe and sound.

The others looked at Su Yuan, who seemed to be sleeping peacefully in Zhong Yu's arms, but actually had passed out, and only then did they realize that they broke out in a cold sweat.

When Su Yuan just fell, according to the trajectory, the first one to hit the ground would be the back of his head. If no one catches him, the consequences... Sigh, unimaginable.

so far so good.

But Zhong Yu's reaction was too fast, some people couldn't help thinking.

In the arena, Zhong Yu hugged Su Yuan and walked out. When he passed by Samuel, he smiled lightly and said something.

"Samuel, you are scared in the seventh game."

As expected of a bad friend, a word of sarcasm is full of power, and anyone who hears it will raise their blood pressure.

However, Samuel was used to hearing Zhong Yu's loss, so he didn't react much. He even raised his eyebrows, turned around, and responded: "Yes, your kid's final momentum is really amazing."

The momentum is so strong that even Samuel, who has been in the international arena for several years, has a moment of hesitation when facing Su Yuan in the seventh game, and it is this hesitation that makes Su Yuan seize the opportunity , the state was suppressed, and the rhythm was controlled by Su Yuan.

Therefore, Samuel lost in the seventh game of the tiebreaker. Sometimes the difference between the top players may be the slight difference in timing.

Regarding his own problems, Samuel admitted frankly that he was convinced that he lost, and Zhong Yu's ridicule was like scratching an itch to him.

Samuel took two steps forward, put on Zhong Yu's shoulder, the other hand was extremely smooth and fast, and while Zhong Yu was not paying attention, he rubbed Su Yuan's head in his arms twice, and was about to speak, but was caught I was shocked by the scalding heat coming from the palm of my hand.

He lowered his head slightly, looked at the pretty face of the little boy in his friend's arms who was blushing and frowning, and said in amazement again: "Your kid is...too fierce. It seems that the road you have to go is pretty good. Oh far."

Samuel Mancini really did not expect that the opponent who defeated him was actually having a fever.

It’s true that the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves. If the front waves don’t try hard to stop, they will be shot to death on the beach, Samuel thought jokingly.

Zhong Yu: ...

Thank you for your compliment on my Yuan Bao, but what do you mean, I still have a long way to go?

He glanced dangerously at Samuel Mancini, making a gesture to shake off his hand on his shoulder.

Hey, it's really not funny, it's boring.

Samuel Mancini tugged his pretty lips in boredom, grabbed Zhong Yu's shoulder and patted it.

"When Su Yuan wakes up, congratulate him for winning the championship. Of course, it's my congratulations. Don't just take credit for me." Samuel deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "I".

Then he glanced at the other people who had packed up and left in the Huaguo lounge not far away, shrugged, and said: "When you finish solving the affairs of your national team, don't forget to play the game, I look forward to you The day I beat you in the arena."

With an arrogant tone, it doesn't sound like the usual loose No. [-] in the world.

Zhong Yu snorted lightly, but without answering, he raised his foot and walked towards the outside of the arena.

"Hey, are you shrinking back, brat?" Someone followed up, chirping in his ear.

"Tsk." Zhong Yu stopped, turned around with Su Yuan in his arms, looked at Samuel Mancini, raised his chin, and said arrogantly: "Wait, I'll be on the field after a while Hammer you to the ground, arrogant bastard."

"Huh." Samuel laughed, satisfied with this answer, parted ways with Zhong Yu and the others at the intersection, and returned to the lounge in Italy.

Zhong Yu carried Su Yuan back to the waiting room, and the medical staff sent by the organizer immediately surrounded him.

"Hello, my name is Li. Is it Mr. Zhong Yu? Can you put Su Yuan on the bed? Let's check." A medical staff came out and said gently to Zhong Yu who was holding Su Yuan and did not let go.

Zhong Yu scanned all the medical staff before nodding, pursed his lips and carefully placed Su Yuan on the couch that had been pushed over by the medical staff in the lounge.

"High fever, overdraft, muscle strain..." Dr. Li put down the examination equipment in his hand and rubbed his temples with some headaches.

As the main person in charge of the medical team specially prepared by the organizer for the athletes just in case, Dr. Li's medical professional level and understanding of table tennis are among the best.

She knew that the child lying on the couch unconsciously in front of her was a rising star in the domestic table tennis world. In the match just now, she bravely defeated No. [-] in the world to win the championship, but who would have thought that, This enthusiastic new champion is in such a poor physical condition at this time.

"It's really a miracle that he survived seven rounds and won the championship in this state." Dr. Li has seen many athletes, but Su Yuan is the first one who is so tenacious and young. Sighing in admiration, he continued to instruct Zhong Yu on precautions.

"If you want to leave no sequelae at all, it is best not to do strenuous exercise for the next month, rest for at least a week, and recover properly after a week, but it is best not to participate in the competition, the competition intensity is too high."

"The coma is also caused by mental tension and exhaustion. He shouldn't be able to wake up in a short time. Let him have a good rest, and..."

Dr. Li explained the precautions in detail. Even though Zhong Yu knew how to take care of a person with a high fever, he still listened very carefully.

"Thank you." After Dr. Li finished speaking, Zhong Yu thanked him earnestly.

Dr. Li quickly waved his hands and said with a smile: "It's okay, it should be, this is our duty, and ah, the little flame of Guoping, everyone wants to protect it."

Anyone want to protect?Zhong Yu nodded noncommittally and did not refute.

The competition is over, and some people should clean up.