C27 Fang Han

Tokyo Centennial Wood Stadium.

The World Championship had entered its final stage.

Previously, in Sapporo Station and Deer Island Station, although the overall performance was somewhat unstable, the China Women's Row was still in two stages. Finally, in Tokyo Station, they welcomed the biggest test of the World Women's Row Championship this time.

When Fang Han followed the big sisters of the China female volleyball team and got off the bus, the American female volleyball bus had also followed them to the entrance of the Dai Generation Wooden Stadium.

Watching the American female platoon members laughing and joking as they got off the bus, Fang Han suddenly felt that the members of the China female platoon were silent and solemn.

Indeed, this match was too crucial to the China female platoon. If they won, the China female platoon would enter the top four of this year's World Championship, but if they lost. . .

How could they lose? Fang Han thought about it and laughed. We are the China female volleyball!

"Hi, girl!" Someone greeted Fang Han in English.

Fang Han saw that the person who called her was actually the head coach of the American female volleyball team, Larry Kid.

"Hello, Mr. Coach. " Fang Han replied politely in English, which was also quite good.

"You are very tall!" Kid said, "The Book of Order says that you're 6 '5'. . . Oh, 1. 99 meters!"

Fang Han smiled and nodded.

"You will become a very good player. " Kid gave Fang Han a thumbs up and quickly walked into the stadium.

"Lion, what did the head coach of the American female rehearsals tell you?" Wang Xiaoqing pulled Fang Han's sleeve and asked her with a smile.

"Nothing. . . " Fang Han rolled his eyes and said jokingly, "He said that he was going to lose to us by 1: 3 today. "

Fang Han's joke did not let everyone relax. This kind of serious mentality did not even ease up after the match started.

The American female platoon sent out all their main forces in this match, and their powerful 1. 95 meters support, whether it was in front of the net or in the back, gave the China female platoon a lot of pressure to block the net and defend.

Han Jiahui's blocking net had no effect. She had been deducted from a super ball by Hawk, and the score on the court had become 5 to 10. The China female volleyball started off with a big score and fell behind.

Xu Zhenguang immediately requested for the first pause in the first round of the game.

The main team members who came down from the field listened to Xu Zhenguang's tactical arrangements. Fang Han and the substitutes handed water and towels to the main team members and helped their teammates.

"We don't have enough height to block the net, so we need to seize the opportunity when two people block the net. Jiahua, you and Shuyao should cooperate well. . . " After Xu Zhenguang pointed out the most important problem of blocking the net, he ended his speech and turned around to walk towards the coaching stands.

He understood that his old team members had won Olympic championships and had been on the battlefield for a long time. He only needed to point out the technical and tactical problems. If he left some time for his team members to discuss their own tactics, it would make them more clear.

After taking two steps, Xu Zhenguang suddenly noticed that someone was staring at him. When he looked up, Xu Zhenguang saw Fang Han standing beside the team members, staring at him without blinking.

Fang Han was holding a bottle of water in one hand and a towel in the other. She looked at Xu Zhenguang, as if she wanted to say something, but didn't dare to. Fang Han's eyes were filled with eagerness and anticipation.

Xu Zhenguang actually understood what Fang Han was thinking, but he still asked, "What's wrong, Fang Han?"

"I. . . " Fang Han hesitated and said haltingly, "Instructor Xu. . . I. . . Can I go up and help the team strengthen some blockades?"

Xu Zhenguang felt gratified that his opponent, a small team member, had volunteered to help when the team was in trouble. However, in such a crucial match. . . He still hoped to be more reliable in terms of manpower. Furthermore, Fang Han spoke in a stuttering manner. Xu Zhenguang was still unsure if this little girl was really prepared to go on stage and fight this tough battle.

However, Xu Zhenguang still smiled at Fang Han and said, "Okay, little tiger, be ready at any time. "

I'm called "little lion," not "little tiger. ," Fang Han thought. She felt a little helpless and amused about Xu Zhenguang not being able to call her by her nickname, but after hearing what Xu Zhenguang said, she was still very happy and ran back to the activity area, earnestly stretching and warming up.

In the first round, China's female rehearsals were disappointedly defeated. Xu Zhenguang encouraged everyone when they were resting at the station, but he did not have the intention of replacing them.

In the second round, China's female rehearsals fought with their backs against each other, increasing the speed at which they switched between offense and defense. It did indeed make the American female rehearsals feel a little uncomfortable.

After the first round, the China female rehearsals were all filled with confidence in winning this match. Regardless of whether it was the coach or the team members, they all felt that the game should continue like this. Fang Han was also a bit discouraged. He thought that maybe Xu Zhenguang would not change people.

However, the American female volleyball, which had gradually adapted to the Chinese female volleyball strategy, performed its old trick in the third round. It once again used the combination of strength and speed to suppress the performance of the China female volleyball.

Seeing that Han Jiahui was showing signs of not being able to keep up with the defense of the American female platoon, the main attackers such as Hulk and Baldi, Xu Zhenguang, who stood at the side and watched the battle with his hands behind his back, understood that it was time for him to make a change.

Zhenguang Xu turned his head and nodded at the assistant coach. The assistant coach pressed the beep and waved at Han Fang.

Han Fang quickly ran over and excitedly took the card.

This was not her first time representing China in this year's World Series. In the first two matches, when China's female volleyball won, In the first two matches, when the China Series won, or when facing weaker opponents, Xu Zhenguang would often make Fang Han, Wang Xiaoqing, or even one year older than them. However, he was also similarly young to be the main attacker, Song Siyao, so that the old team members and the main team members could rest and adjust.

But this time, Xu Zhenguang sent Fang Han out at the critical moment of the match.

Seeing that Fang Han was about to run to the side of the field, Xu Zhenguang specially walked forward and pulled Fang Han to speak loudly to her. "Little tiger, you have to stop that big guy for me!"

The "big guy" Xu Zhenguang spoke of was naturally referring to Hulk, who had been given the nickname "Green Giant" by world fans.

"Don't worry, Instructor Xu!" Fang Han nodded seriously and ran forward to complete the exchange with Han Jiahui.

When she stood in front of the Internet, Fang Han looked at Hawk's well-proportioned body and the strong muscles unique to African Americans. She suddenly realized how difficult the responsibility on her shoulders was.

"Little lion, don't be nervous. " Captain Zhou Shuyao stood behind her and said softly, "Get ready. Once the pass is in place, let's cooperate with each other to carry the fast ball. After this attack, let the American female volleyball see our 'secret weapon'. "

"Okay, Sister Shuyao," Fang Han said, "Give me the ball when it's in place!"

As they spoke, the American female volleyball flew over. The free female volleyball from China, Li Lin, managed to catch the spinning ball.

"It's coming!" Zhou Shuyao shouted as he swiftly passed the ball to his back.

Fang Han tapped her foot and leaped into the air. She felt that the ball was almost perfect. However, just as she was about to throw the ball, Hawk's hands were still in front of her.

The ball was blocked. . .

Seeing the volleyball fall to the ground not far away from her, Fang Han understood. This was strength, and also the distance between her and the world's top players.

Seeing that Fang Han's ball was blocked, her teammates all came up to comfort her.

"It's fine, Little Lion, come again next time. " Zhou Shuyao patted Fang Han's shoulder and said softly.

Fang Han looked guiltily at Zhou Shuyao, then looked guiltily at Xu Zhenguang, who was standing by the side of the field. She noticed that Xu Zhenguang was trying his best to force a smile on her face. He made a gesture with his hand, indicating that he wanted her to stay calm and not be agitated because she was stopped this time.

However, Fang Han knew that Xu Zhenguang must be very anxious at this moment.

The China woman did not even manage to launch her next attack. The American female platoon's counterattack was naturally delivered by the second-generation Kaliini to the 'Green Giant' Hawk, who felt the heat.

"One, two. . . " Zhou Shuyao shouted as he ordered Fang Han to form a two-person net to block Hawk's attack.

Zhou Shuyao found an excellent opportunity to block Hawk's attack. Fang Han jumped up as she tried her best to stretch out her arm that was blocking the net. She instilled power into it, hoping that this arm would be able to withstand the impact of the opponent's attack.

This ball looked like it was already impossible to break through the China female volleyball's online defense line.

However, contrary to Fang Han's expectations, Hawk's slam dunk did not make any adjustments to the line.

"Pa!"

Fang Han seemed to have heard the sound of the volleyball touching her blocking hand. Following closely behind was a bone-piercing pain from her hands.

Driven by Hawk's enormous strength, the volleyball squeezed through the middle of her hands. Using the vivid words of the fans, Fang Han's blocking net was "pierced" by Hawk!

The most terrifying thing was that after the ball broke through Fang Han's blocking hand, its strength actually did not weaken by a bit. Even Li Lin, who was behind her in a protective defense, was unable to successfully defend. He could only watch helplessly as the volleyball flew out of his hand.

Fang Han stared blankly at Hawk on the other side of the net. She heard an ear-piercing sound from the loudspeaker of the court.

The China female volleyball had requested a replacement.

Fang Han didn't even know how she had spent the last half of the match in the preparation area. For the first time, she stood there and watched the match, lost in thought. In her mind, she kept replaying the two balls that she had played after she went on stage.

Her back, back, and fast attacks were blocked, and her net was broken. . .

After living for more than 20 years and playing volleyball for almost 10 years, for the first time, Fang Han felt that her match was embarrassing.

Fang Han clearly realized that these two balls that made her feel embarrassed were not because she was shorter than her opponent, or because she did not jump as high as her opponent. It was because her basic skills and abilities were clearly shown that they were not enough to make her fight against her opponent.

Until the whistle of the end of the match rang out, Fang Han expressionlessly followed her teammates to the side of the court.

Fang Han looked at the American female racers celebrating their way into the top four of the World Championship in the field and then looked at the big screen above the stadium. There was indeed a big score of 3 to 1. However, the loser was the China female racer.

It was a foregone conclusion!

Fang Han followed her teammates out of the stadium silently and sat on the bus. Soon, Xu Zhenguang and Zhou Shuyao, who had gone to attend the post-match press conference, came back one after the other.

Chen Jiaxiang, who was leading the team, said to his companion, "Drive. " He sat down and was speechless.

The bus slowly started up, and the entire carriage remained silent.

When they came, the laughter and laughter of the team members were gone. Most of them wore headphones, and some of the team members put on hats and jackets, trying to isolate themselves in this way. Fang Han quietly leaned her head against the window of the bus, staring blankly at the scenery outside the window.

When the bus left the Generation Wood Stadium, Fang Han tried her best to look at the competition hall in the dark.

Fang Han had heard his family, coaches, and friends talk about this stadium that recorded the history of China volleyball countless times. Because in 1981, China's female volleyball won its first World Series - the Women's Racing World Cup - Championship, and thus opened the legendary era of five consecutive championships.

However, this time, Fang Han was not able to help China's female racers win another World Championships.

As a young athlete, Fang Han's experience of being able to enter the China women's platoon and participate in the World Women's Racing Championship was truly not easy. There was even a hint of "temporary. " However, this also reflected the heavy expectations that Xu Zhenguang had placed on her. He hoped that her height could help the China female platoon resist the "bombardment" from European and American opponents at the Internet entrance. Fang Han also knew that. . . In order to bring her along, Xu Zhenguang even gave up an assistant athlete who had been training on the national team for a long time before the World Championship. But in today's real competition, Fang Han was unable to play her role. He glanced at Xu Zhenguang, who was sitting silently in the front row of the bus. She felt that she had let Xu Zhenguang down.

Fang Han thought of Wei Xindi again. Fang Han could never forget how Wei Xindi had specifically called her to his room after the end of the day at the female platoon base in Huan City. . .

Fang Han's heart jumped to his throat as he received the notice printed on the red paper of the "China volleyball Association" from Wei Xindi.

"I'll go back today and pack up. Tomorrow at six o'clock in the morning. Director Zhang of the base drove you and Daqing to Egret Island Airport personally. The two of you are on your earliest flight to Yong City. After that, meet up with the China female platoon at Yong Dong Port Base. " Wei Xindi briefly explained the relevant matters to Fang Han. "You don't need to bring too much luggage. When you arrive at the national team, the same equipment will be distributed. After the World Championship, the two of you still have to come back. Let's go to Thailand together. "

Fang Han's eyes widened as he looked at Wei Xindi and asked excitedly, "Sis, do you mean that not only will I be able to participate in the female rehearsal training this time, I will also be able to participate in the World Championship in Japan?"

Wei Xindi smiled and nodded. He said, "Director Xu has spoken to me before. This year's World Championship of the female rehearsals. . . Many teams in Europe have increased the height of tennis, so he asked you and Daqing to go to the national team. Not only did he want you to train with the team, he also wanted you to help the team block defense and attack in the World Championship. So, Little Lion, you must seize this opportunity. "

"Sister, don't worry!" Fang Han declared loudly, "I will train and compete well. I will not embarrass you!"

"It's not that I don't want to embarrass myself," Wei Xindi said and patted Fang Han on the back. "I want to earn glory for our China's female racers!"

. . .

The bus gently swayed, and Fang Han subconsciously thought that her phone had vibrated. She took out her phone from her pocket, but it was quiet on it. There was no news.

Today's war between America and America was the highlight of this year's World Championship. There would definitely be live broadcasts in China. Fang Han knew. Her family, coaches, and friends would probably all see this match. They would see that she had been ordered to do something, but her performance had gone awry. Maybe. . . Wei Xindi and the members of the China female platoon second team were also watching this game on TV. But until now, no one had sent her any messages. Perhaps they didn't know what to say, or perhaps they knew that she wasn't in a good mood. They didn't want to disturb her.

Fang Han smiled bitterly and put down her phone.

The screen of her phone flashed. It was sports news. The title on it was impressively China's female volleyball is no match for America's top four in the World Championship, Captain Zhou Shuyao, at the press conference.

Fang Han clicked on the news in surprise and started reading it carefully.

It turned out that Sister Shuyao cried at the press conference. . . Fang Han thought and turned to look at Zhou Shuyao, who was sitting behind her.

As expected, Zhou Shuyao's eyes were still red. However, when she walked onto the bus, the lights in the bus were quite dim and Fang Han did not notice.

Fang Han looked at the news again. She didn't dare to imagine that Zhou Shuyao, who usually wore a confident smile, would. . . Zhou Shuyao, who was always able to deal with any problem calmly after his predecessors, who wouldn't even reveal his weak side under the influence of serious injuries. . . He actually cried in front of all the reporters at the press conference after the competition. It must have been because Zhou Shuyao was extremely sad.

Realizing that Fang Han was looking at her, Zhou Shuyao tried his best to smile and asked her, "What's wrong, Little Lion? Is something the matter?"

Fang Han thought for a moment and quietly stood up from her seat. She sat beside Zhou Shuyao and softly said: "Sister Shuyao, I'm sorry. "

"What are you sorry about?" Zhou Shuyao asked her.

"I didn't manage to win the competition. . . " Fang Han said.

Zhou Shuyao shook his head and said: "Little Lion, You did your best. As a young member, you dared to go on stage in such a crucial match. It's not easy. It is very difficult for the team now. Even an old member like me is injured and sick. Indeed, there is a gap between our overall strength and our opponent. But it doesn't matter. I believe that next year's female volleyball World Cup. . . There will be an Olympic Games in the coming years. We will definitely start over again. "

"Sister Shuyao, thank you for taking care of me this time. " Fang Han said softly.

Although Fang Han did not have a deep relationship with the captain of the China female volleyball team, ever since she came to the China female volleyball team to participate in the collective training and the World Championship, Zhou Shuyao had been taking care of her and encouraging her like she was taking care of a little sister.

"Silly girl. What are you thanking me for?" Zhou Shuyao said, "That's how Sister Wei took care of our young members on the national team. Besides, What are you talking about now? It's not like you'll be dismissed tomorrow. We still have a competition to fight. We have to fight for the fifth place! "

As they spoke, the bus gently stopped. The New King Hotel, which China's female platoon stayed in, had arrived.