final winner

In 2024, Beijing.

On the second floor of a high-end coffee shop outside the Film Academy, Duan Chen and Xia Qiaoxin were sitting face to face.

"The old man does not agree with our matter, I need some time. Now Lu Haiyang has a film in hand, the investment is not high, the foreign production team will go to Taiwan to shoot, it is very artistic. If you agree, enter Star Entertainment, give You have an agent and an assistant, and the trick is over. Lu Haiyang is no stranger to you, and thinks you can play the heroine."

Xia Qiaoxin turned her face to the sky, looking young and beautiful. Hearing this, she was silent for a while: "I don't want to be separated from you."

Duan Chen looked at her, smiled indifferently, his eyes were dark, and said after a while: "Go, half a year. When you come back, I will marry you."

In 2025, Taipei.

The flash lights of the entire Chinese entertainment industry gathered together, the stars were shining brightly, and everyone was looking forward to it.

The 21-year-old Xia Qiaoxin became famous overnight, and won the Best Actress Award at the Taiwan Golden Horse Awards as a dark horse for her Virgo "Far From You".

She stood on the stage with tears streaming down her face: "Thanks to director Lu Haiyang, he is the leader of China's emerging directors...Thanks to my producer, team...Thanks to my alma mater, teachers, family. Finally, thanks to Taipei, everything is here tonight Best payoff."

Duan Chen was sitting in the auditorium, the camera missed him, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

At midnight, he was waiting for Xia Qiaoxin at the side door of the auditorium. The wind from Baodao was very comfortable. Duan Chen took out a small box from his pocket, and planned to practice what he said a year ago and propose marriage.

At this time the phone vibrated, he took out the phone, the screen illuminated the LOGO on the ring box - it was Xia Qiaoxin's text message.

- Duan Chen, let's break up.

In 2025, Beijing.

Duan Ruitian sat behind the desk, Duan Chen stood, and a man sat lazily on a chair beside him.

"He's your brother, Duan He."

Duan Chen sneered: "My mother only gave birth to one son."

Duan Ruitian said flatly: "But I'm not just your son. Now that Duan He has made a name for himself outside, he needs the support of his family. I plan to give Duan He 5.00% of the shares in the Qianqian Group, and the year-end dividend will be the same as yours."

Duan Chen stopped talking.

Duan Ruitian ignored him, turned to look at Duan He, and said, "You can go home for the Chinese New Year this year, that woman... Forget it, you bring it back."

Duan He stood up and smiled: "Dad, Qiaoxin is a good girl. I am here today thanks to her. You can take a good look at it after the Chinese New Year, and you will like it."

Duan Chen panicked from nausea, pretending to be paralyzed, thinking to himself, what's the matter, it hurts me so much.

The new year of 2026, Beijing.

All the news media have gone crazy. At the Australian Open, a Chinese player miraculously reached the semi-finals-this is the beginning of the second year of his career.

This young genius looks unscientific. There is no shortage of handsome guys in the sports world, but he is so handsome that he can kill the entertainment industry in seconds. No matter how he feels, his style of painting is wrong.Especially in the current situation, it is simply adding fuel to the fire. The whole country is asking a question-who is he.

As an old fan, Duan Ruitian was so excited that he flew directly to Melbourne instead of staying for the New Year, and went to seize news resources.

Duan Chen watched the much-anticipated game on the first floor of his home. In the end, the boy named Lu Dongxu lost 1-3* to the world's number one American player, Snedda. He didn't make it to the final, but the commentator still shouted excitedly He is a miracle in the Chinese men's tennis world. It seems that Lu Dongxu has become the number one in the world.

At the end of the game, the camera gave a close-up of Lu Dongxu. He packed his ball bag, his side face was smooth and clear, sweat dripped down his chin, and he had a slightly youthful sexiness.

Cheers.

Duan Chen was finally convinced that it was the junior high school student he met when he returned to his alma mater to give a speech in college. The two had maintained a gentleman's friendship for the past year.

Still such a beautiful person.

He sat on the sofa, smiled, and watched the commentator give countless words of praise after the game.In the restaurant on the second floor, his half-brother Duan He is having a romantic candlelight dinner with his ex-girlfriend Xia Qiaoxin.

Chen Ma came over with a plate and said softly, "Young master, have some."

Duan Chen really lost his appetite, so he shook his head. After the live broadcast ended, he turned off the TV and went upstairs to his room.

At the end of February, Capital International Airport.

Lu Dongxu passed through the VIP channel. He is tall and has long legs, and his back is unbelievably handsome.The cameras of the CCTV reporter closely followed him, ignoring the staff on both sides.At this time, the boy turned his head and smiled a little shyly.

This image appeared on almost every sports program that day.

Duan Chen played the news while packing his luggage.

This endless year finally came to an end because of Duan Ruitian's return home, and he didn't plan to come back in the future, so he packed all the things in the room that he might need to come back for in the future.

The phone screen was on, and after the number of missed calls reached double digits, Duan Chen finally answered the phone.

"Hey."

"...Senior."

Duan Chen sighed, his expression softened, and he pressed the remote control to turn down the TV volume.

"Xiao Lu, congratulations." Duan Chen smiled, "It's really amazing, you will become the best player of this era."

The young man who was not good at words was silent on the other end, hummed softly for a long time, and asked softly, "Are... are you okay?"

He asked cautiously, as if he was very sad.

Duan Chen's heart seemed to be hit by something.

"Not good." He smiled helplessly, regaining some of his previous laziness, "But... thank you."

In early March 2026, Beijing.

Duan Chen galloped along the road around the mountain, and Xia Qiaoxin sent another text message: Please, come here quickly.

He frowned, feeling very uncomfortable, like a lump in his throat.With a hard kick on the accelerator, the engine made a sound, and Duan Chen faintly felt something was wrong - he didn't slow down much when turning, and the feeling of the wind blowing his cheeks was very clear.

The truck rushed out from Duan Chen's blind spot!

The red Ferrari that drove to 120 yards was knocked into the air. The whole car body had a nearly 360-degree flip in the air, and finally hit the guardrail. Sparks flew out of the mountain road.

Duan Chen's eyes darkened——

He knew that he was going to die, and before he died, many people really appeared in his mind, the cold-blooded father Duan Ruitian, Lou Yan standing pale in front of the window, his buddy Lu Haiyang, his former boss Xu Zhun, and the silent and smiling Lu Dongxu.Of course, Xia Qiaoxin and Duan He were also included.

He finally understood that he was making trouble with himself.

Fuck off.

It would be nice to be able to do it all over again.

The author has something to say: *1-3 is the set score, and the Men's Singles Grand Slam implements the best-of-five-set system

When it comes to tennis competition, try to ensure that people who don't know tennis can understand it. I will try my best to mark it out.Because the time is set in the future, tennis history will not be superimposed.