C100 Volume 25 Zhou Shuyao

Glory and Dream Stadium, the first match between China's female platoon and Japanese female platoon is coming to an end.

22 to 20. When the lead of the China female volleyball had increased to two points, the head coach of the Japanese female volleyball team, Tanaka Yoshiko, requested the team to suspend this game for the second time.

Two points. Although the difference between the scores in volleyball games was not very big, after every game reached 20 points, the loss and loss of each point could determine the outcome of this game or even the outcome of the game.

At this moment, the difference of two points was undoubtedly a high wall in front of the Japanese female volleyball.

Walking down the court, Zhou Shuyao took the sports drink from his teammate and slowly drank a few mouthfuls. She was not in a hurry, but she was confident in her physical condition. . .

In the past two years, as a veteran who had perfected his skills in the team, Zhou Shuyao had already very rarely "offered" technical training "to himself. However, during this year's closed training for the national team, Zhou Shuyao snuck into the strength room alone after his teammates finished their training, greatly increasing the number of physical training.

Especially this summer, when Old Wu was officially hired as a foreign rehabilitation specialist for China's female platoon, Zhou Shuyao 'boldly' invested more time in physical training and poured more sweat on the strength training equipment.

Rather than saying that she completely trusted Old Wu's ability to ensure and protect her health, it would be more accurate to say that the physical problems exposed during the female platoon World Cup last year had deeply stimulated Zhou Shuyao's nerves.

Thinking back to last year's female volleyball World Cup, Wei Xindi had entrusted her with the responsibility of being the second-in-line starter in the first match. However, before the intense match was even halfway through, Zhou Shuyao's stamina started to decline. In the end, Wei Xindi had no choice but to let the young second-in-line starter Gu Weiyang play as a substitute.

Although Gu Weiyang, who was nine years younger than Zhou Shuyao, was not comparable to Zhou Shuyao in terms of skill and experience, her youth and drive still helped the team win the tough first match of the female volleyball World Cup. This laid the foundation for the final championship. Gu Weiyang had also been through this match and had established the position of the team's second best player. He even won the World Cup's best second best title in one go.

It could be said that it was the physical advantage that allowed Gu Weiyang to win against Zhou Shuyao in the benign competition of the team's main player, the second best.

Therefore, Zhou Shuyao was unwilling to accept it.

She was not unwilling to let her junior teammates' snatch away her position as the second main player. What she was unwilling to do was that when the team needed her to contribute, her efforts would be tied down by her physical weakness.

Therefore, before this Olympics, Zhou Shuyao had made all the preparations, including physical strength.

After the Olympic Games began, Zhou Shuyao quietly and patiently waited for the opportunity Wei Xindi had sent her to play. He hoped to use his ability to play the role of the second-generation substitute. However, at the crucial moments of a few crucial games. . . Wei Xindi also pressed the beep button according to the ever-changing situation on the field and the overall tactic, allowing Zhou Shuyao to wear his clothes and go into battle to replace Gu Weiyang. However, the fluctuations of the team's overall performance made this substitution not have a more obvious effect. . .

Zhou Shuyao drank the water and just as he was about to see where to put his bottle, he heard Gu Weiyang say from the side: "Sister Shuyao, give me the bottle. "

"Thanks, little rabbit. " Zhou Shuyao handed the bottle to Gu Weiyang.

Looking at the innocent smile on Gu Weiyang's face, Zhou Shuyao couldn't help but recall the situation at Old Wu's place last night.

. . .

After learning that Wei Xindi was planning for her to start the match with the Japanese female rehearsals the next day, Zhou Shuyao was very happy. He had also "made an appointment" with Old Wu for rehabilitation treatment that night.

In the past half a year, Old Wu had learned a lot of traditional TCM theories and techniques such as acupuncture and massage in Beijing and China. These also made his rehabilitation treatment even more effective. Therefore, before competitions or intense training, Zhou Shuyao always wanted to find Old Wu to help her perform acupuncture on her knee, which was once seriously injured, to give better protection and relaxation to her knee ligaments and muscles.

When he arrived at Old Wu's hotel, Zhou Shuyao remembered that his phone had been left in his room in the Olympic village. He did not bring it with him. The treatment time was not short. Old Wu was fully focused on operating the needles. Lying on the treatment bed, she was bored out of her wits. She turned her head and saw Old Wu's tablet computer.

"Old Wu, can I use your computer?" Zhou Shuyao said.

"Whatever. " Old Wu said.

"Hey, Old Wu, you speak Mandarin like a native Chinese. " Zhou Shuyao picked up his tablet and teased, "This' casual 'word is a rather profound and profound word in Mandarin. . . "

As he spoke, Zhou Shuyao lit up Old Wu's tablet screen.

The old movies and old television series that Old Wu downloaded on her tablet were actually literary films. It really did not suit Zhou Shuyao's taste.

As expected, he was a glum fellow. As Zhou Shuyao thought about it, he took a few glances and then quit.

Then, she turned on the browser and planned to take a look online.

However, she didn't expect that the front page of the browser would reveal the volleyball channel of one of the biggest websites in the country.

"Yo, Old Wu, why are you so concerned about volleyball news?" Zhou Shuyao said with a smile.

"Oh, I also want to know more about volleyball terms, so I wanted to see the news about it in Mandarin. " Old Wu casually said.

Ever since the start of the Olympics, Zhou Shuyao had deliberately avoided reading the news on the Internet. But now, she was suddenly curious about what kind of news Old Wu would be reading.

Zhou Shuyao gently used his finger to slide the screen.

In the news list, whenever Old Wu clicked on the headlines, they would display different colors. Thus, Zhou Shuyao discovered that on this page, there was a similar keyword in the headlines that Old Wu had read from time to time - "Zhou Shuyao. "

"Old Wu. . . " Zhou Shuyao blurted out.

" Ah? " Old Wu raised her head in puzzlement.

"Oh. . . Nothing. . . " Zhou Shuyao hurriedly said.

Old Wu saw Zhou Shuyao stammering and thought that she was embarrassed to say it because she had been pricked by his needles. She took the initiative to ask, "Is there some pain somewhere? Tell me where it hurts. I know. I may not be very familiar with the new acupuncture techniques from the old and traditional medicine. "

"No, it doesn't hurt at all!" Zhou Shuyao deliberately emphasized, "Old Wu, your acupuncture techniques are excellent. Really! You have to believe in yourself! "

Hearing Zhou Shuyao's mischievous encouragement, Old Wu laughed and lowered her head to carefully operate the needles.

Zhou Shuyao clicked on a piece of news and started to browse through it, whether intentionally or not.

This article was written by a professional reporter who reported volleyball all year round. The article analyzed China's female volleyball's performance in the first few rounds of group matches and put forward its own point of view. He thought that the China female volleyball should bring a few more experienced old members to participate in the Olympic Games and give more opportunities to the old members. For example, the captain of the second pass, Zhou Shuyao. . .

Zhou Shuyao's fingers moved faster and "pulled" out the comments of the fans under the news.

A few fans clearly supported the author's point of view and believed that the experience of the old players would play a certain role at the critical moment of the match.

However, there were also many fans who opposed it. They compared Zhou Shuyao and Gu Weiyang's technical strengths and weaknesses one by one. They felt that Gu Weiyang's overall technical abilities were not inferior, and in some areas, she was clearly better than Zhou Shuyao.

Another comment made Zhou Shuyao's heart sink.

That fan listed all the examples of Zhou Shuyao's performance in the past two years, but the China female volleyball failed to turn the situation around. He also said that Zhou Shuyao was already old. Although her knee injury healed quite well, her condition had clearly deteriorated.

"Obviously, she is more suitable to be a substitute, and not the player who can help the team win in the middle of the winning and losing lines. . . "

Under this slightly harsh comment, many fans refuted, but there were also some people who liked it.

"Shuyao. " Old Wu's call made Zhou Shuyao's attention turn from the complicated comments to reality.

"What did you read? Why are you frowning?" Old Wu stood up.

The acupuncture treatment had unknowingly ended.

"It's nothing. " As Zhou Shuyao spoke, he turned off the browser and put Old Wu's tablet back where it was.

Then, she also sat up from the treatment bed, got off the floor, and put on her shoes.

"You rest for a while. I'll pack up and drive you back to the Olympic village. " As Old Wu spoke, she quickly tidied up the treatment equipment.

"Old Wu. . . " Zhou Shuyao sat by the bed and suddenly said, "How do you think. . . I did in the Olympics this time?"

Old Wu was obviously stunned. He raised his head and looked at Zhou Shuyao. He smiled and said, "I understand what you mean. Yeah, you and Benny (Bunny) are two second-rate players on the team. The two of you have different styles, characteristics, and performances in this Olympics. Maybe my opinion isn't that professional. However, I think you played quite well. "

" Is that so? " Zhou Shuyao asked again.

"Yes!" Old Wu earnestly emphasized, "It's really quite good. "

Although Zhou Shuyao felt that the honest Old Wu was only saying this to make her happy, seeing Old Wu's reaction, Zhou Shuyao felt a little more at ease.

"Old Wu, when did you learn to make girls happy?" Zhou Shuyao said with a smile.

"I didn't make you happy!" Old Wu said loudly as she busied herself with the things in her hands, "Do you know Los Angeles' K. B? It's the guy who often runs to the football club at four o'clock in the morning to train. . . "

"Of course I know such a awesome star!" Zhou Shuyao blurted out.

"The way you refuse to admit defeat in a match. . . Is very similar to him!" As Old Wu spoke, she placed the last bit of medical equipment neatly on the table and then added, "Furthermore, I know that you are just like him, constantly working hard in silence in order to win!"

. . .

The short pause of a minute passed by in a flash.

"Thank you, little rabbit!" Zhou Shuyao said.

Zhou Shuyao's earnest expression of thanks exceeded Gu Weiyang's expectations. She was stunned, but she still smiled and said to Zhou Shuyao, "Sister Shuyao, do your best!"

"Yes, do your best!" Zhou Shuyao nodded and quickly returned to the arena with his teammates.

22 to 20. China's female lead was still two points ahead.

On the other side of the net, the Japanese female volleyball coach, Yoshiko Sato, was communicating with her teammates about the teamwork of their next attack.

Yoshiko Sato was already 27 years old. Perhaps for the other players on the volleyball team, her age was a little old, but for a second-ranked player, she had just entered her golden age. She had achieved the relative balance of her competition experience, technical ability, physical condition, and other aspects.

As for the China female volleyball team, Zhou Shuyao was experienced and skilled. But she was already 32 years old. The 22-year-old Gu Weiyang was full of youthful vigor, and her strengths and weaknesses were obvious. This was only the first Olympic Games in her life. Compared to the two second generations of China's female rehearsals, Yoshiko Sato's age was actually the most suitable age to be the main force.

This was the third time Zhou Shuyao and Yoshiko Sato had a head-on conversation.

Three years ago, during the China International Women's Racing Invitation Competition held in Dong Dong, China's female rehearsals fought on their home turf and easily defeated the Japanese female rehearsals. It was their first confrontation. Zhou Shuyao remembered clearly that it was also the first time Yoshiko Sato, who was 24 years old, was the second most important player of the Japanese female platoon.

After that was the World Women's Racing League's Macau station before the Olympic Games this year. The substitute Zhou Shuyao had only played half a game in the third game that had been decided to win. Yoshiko Sato did not leave a deep impression on her in the remaining half of the game. She did not even make Zhou Shuyao feel that she had improved a lot compared to when she first came out of the cottage two years ago.

But today, in the third match with Yoshiko Sato, Zhou Shuyao suddenly realized that Yoshiko Sato's condition and ability had exceeded her original impression. She even had a completely different change compared to the World Women's Row Tournament two months ago.

Zhou Shuyao understood that although a mature player could seize all the training opportunities and practical opportunities to train and improve himself, it was impossible for him to make such a drastic change in a short two months.

Or, Sato Yoshiko was really a rare genius who had suddenly opened his eyes. Or, she deliberately hid her true ability in the World Women's Racing League.

After passing through the tennis net, Yoshiko Sato glanced at the female players of China.

Her eyes met Zhou Shuyao's.

Zhou Shuyao noticed that Yoshiko Sato's eyes were calm and steady, and faintly revealed her determination to cut off all means of retreat.

Zhou Shuyao completely understood. All of Sato Yoshiko's previous efforts and performances were for this Olympic Games, and even for the confrontation with the China female rehearsals!

Just like how no one in China was willing to lose to the Japanese female rehearsals, the Japanese female rehearsals had always treated the China female rehearsals as opponents who were unwilling to lose or lose!

The grudges between these two teams were too deep. . .

Since the 1960s, the Japanese female players dominated the world of female players. The unwilling China volleyball association received the approval of Prime Minister Zhou Enlai and invited the head coach of the Japanese female volleyball team, Songwen Bowen, to China to exchange volleyball experience. He would assist in the training of China's female volleyball. Although it had only been a short month, Songwen Bowen's training method and successful experience had been improved. It had laid a deep foundation for the rise of China's female rehearsals in the future.

At the end of the 1970s, China's female racers had repeatedly clashed with the Japanese female racers at the Asian Games and Asian Championships. In the end, they defeated the world's strong army and were able to rush out of Asia to officially head to the world arena.

In the following decades, although the Japanese female volleyball gradually fell behind the China female volleyball, these two teams were forever rivals in Asia and international games.

Just like today's match. If any team wanted to continue in this Olympics, they had to let the other team leave first.

Competitions were cruel, of course. But this was competitive sports. . .

Yoshiko Sato started!

Zhou Shuyao saw the sparkle in Yoshiko Sato's eyes.

What kind of tactic was she going to use? Zhou Shuyao quickly thought and judged.

The Japanese female rehearsals were quite accurate this time. According to Sato Yoshiko Sato's habit, Zhou Shuyao estimated that she would most likely choose to meet Gu Heyou as the attack point this time.

As the representative figure of the Japanese female platoon's younger generation, although Gu Heyou was only 1. 79 meters tall, her speed, jumping, and strength were all outstanding. Point-point attack and tactical fast ball were her expertise in offense.

Indeed, Yoshiko Sato's line of sight perfectly avoided Gu Heyou.

Humph! Zhou Shuyao secretly smiled in his heart.

The more he wanted to pass on the message to someone, the less likely he would look at that person. This was a tactic that many outstanding second messengers had deliberately used their gazes to cover up. Of course, Zhou Shuyao was well aware of this.

"Let's go, Xiao Xiao!" Zhou Shuyao shouted at Xiao Xiao, "Block the reinforcements from the second position!"

"Whoosh!" Sure enough, Sato Yoshiko delivered a back kick.

Zhou Shuyao and Xiao Xiao had already moved in front of Gu Heyou. They jumped, blocked the net. . .

Just as the two of them jumped into the air, Zhou Shuyao noticed the corners of Gu Heyou's mouth rise slightly.

Was she. . . Smiling!? Zhou Shuyao suddenly thought of something.

"Swish!"

The deputy attack, Sakayama, was unleashed. He was now between Gu Heyou and Yoshiko Sato.

It turned out that Kazuko Gu was just a cover after all. Kazuko Sato's backpass was really going to be passed to Kazuko Sato!

Even if Kazuko Sato was far away from Zhou Shuyao, Only half a step away. However, Zhou Shuyao's blockers were no longer capable of stopping Sakayuan Minamiya's attack.

"Pa!"

Sakyamunai's attack succeeded.

Yoshiko Sato, who had landed on the ground, waved her fist happily in front of her. She turned her head and still had a smile on her face.

Zhou Shuyao saw Sato Yoshiko's smile clearly.

Zhou Shuyao also smiled. She stretched out her index finger and made a "1" gesture to Yoshiko Sato.

Yoshiko Sato was stunned, but she seemed to have understood immediately. Yoshiko Sato also reached out her index finger and made the same "1" gesture to Shuyao.

What Zhou Shuyao meant was, this will be the only time you can make such a fake move to cover up your cooperation! I will never fall for your trick again!

Yoshiko Sato's meaning was: One more point! We still have one more point and we will catch up with the score and win the first round!

"One more point and we will win this round. " Zhou Shuyao turned around and said to his teammates.

Xia Zhi and Fang Han nodded.

In the position of the attacker, China's female platoon had sent Mo Xiaoyu and Xiong Xin, the two side attackers, to strengthen the pass and defense. Xia Zhi and Fang Han had naturally become the two primary points of offense for the entire team.

"Sister Shuyao, I can do it too!" Xiao Xiao said loudly beside Zhou Shuyao.

"That's right. Each of you has a better network advantage and offensive strength than your opponent. Therefore, everyone must participate in the attack. " Zhou Shuyao was very happy that everyone had a strong desire to win.

She said: "Be ready at all times, watch my tactical gestures!"

The China female platoon's attack was steadily launched by Mo Xiaoyu this time.

Although Sato Yoshiko was staring at Zhou Shuyao, her body swayed slightly to the side.

The body is the embodiment of consciousness, the body will not lie! While thinking, Zhou Shuyao passed the ball to the fourth position.

No, this ball is not the end of summer! Zhou Shuyao saw Sato Yoshiko urging Kazuko Sato to rush towards Xia Zhi, she thought happily.

Although Summer's Descent was Zhou Shuyao's first attack point in the pass, it was only one attack point. It was definitely not Zhou Shuyao's style.

The second attack point, Xiao Xiao, was what Zhou Shuyao was really going to pass this time.

Xiao Xiao and Xia Zhi jumped up almost at the same time. There was only a 0. 1 second gap between the two of them. However, this 0. 1 second was enough for the obstructing team members to be at a loss.

Xiao Xiao, who was 1. 93 meters tall, jumped even higher. When she swung her arm, she was just in time to slam down the volleyball that was at the highest point of the pass.

But. . . Why would Sato Yoshiko appear there!? Xiao Xiao was stunned. Zhou Shuyao was stunned as well. Even Summer Zhi, who had jumped up to act as a tactical cover, was stunned.

Although Sato Yoshiko appeared to be moving and was half a beat slower, she was just right in front of Xiao Xiao.

How was it possible for Sato Yoshiko, who was 1. 56 meters tall, to block Xiao Xiao's high voltage with her own strength!? The difference in height between them was 37 centimeters!

However, Sato Yoshiko still tried her best to jump. She used the perfect position to block the net and reached out her arm high.

Instead of saying that she was a member of the blocking team, Yoshiko Sato was more accurate to say that she was a member of the blocking team. She risked her life to form an offensive barrier in front of Xiao Xiao. Even though this barrier could not pose a real threat, the sudden appearance of this barrier made Xiao Xiao's tensed nerves hesitate slightly.

"Pa!"

The volleyball was still pulled down from Sato Yoshiko's arm. However, the free female volleyball player, Kazuko Izu, had already taken her spot. Xiao Xiao's volleyball landed squarely on Wakabayashi Rika's defensive arm.

"Summer's Descent!" The only thing Zhou Shuyao could do was shout.

Xia Zhi understood that the Japanese female volleyball would rely on the cushion of Aroma Iroha to defend and swiftly launch a counterattack. It would be done by Gu Heyou, who was currently facing her. Now, she was the only one who could defend against the Japanese female volleyball's lightning-fast counterattack.

As soon as Xia Zhi's feet touched the ground, he immediately bounced up.

However, this kind of continuous jump was extremely difficult for anyone. Even if Xia Zhi had the physical fitness and ability of the world's top volleyball player, At this moment, she could only watch the ball and sigh!

22 draw!

The Japanese female volleyball actually tied the score.

"Easy Bro, Little Superman, you guys did well!" Zhou Shuyao stretched out his hand and shouted at Xiao Xiao and Xia Zhi, "It's my fault! My fault!"

Turning his head, Zhou Shuyao realized that Sato Yoshiko was looking at her. . .