C38 Yang Fei

"Are you nervous?" Zhao Yinan shouted at Yang Fei. Zhao Yinan's face had already turned red from nervousness and excitement.

Yang Fei smiled. He did not admit that he was nervous, nor did he deny that he was not nervous. Yang Fei only felt that his heart was beating very fast.

After falling from 11 to 14 in the final match, they caught up to 14th draw. The members of China's female platoon No. 2 definitely took a step back from the cliff. Although it was only a few short minutes, even though they were only competing for three balls, Yang Fei felt that it was only a matter of a few minutes. It was almost as long as three years.

Yang Fei looked at his phone screen. It was already ten o'clock in the evening. The match started at seven thirty in the evening. It had been two and a half hours, but there was still no winner.

Just like that, a tiny god walked away. The score on the field had become 14 to 15.

Zhao Yinan sat up straight. Yang Fei noticed that Zhao Yinan's hand was pressing on his leg, and it was slightly trembling.

This was another competition point for Team Two of the Dominika female platoon.

In the past ten years, Yang Fei had been following and reporting about the China female platoon. He had seen that glorious team reverse their opponents time and time again in many competitions. It had even reached the critical point of the fifth round. The greater the chance of winning the female platoon in China, the more confident they were in winning.

Yang Fei understood that it was not a coincidence. It was because the female volleyball players in China had used their daily arduous and extraordinary training to create a steel-like quality of willpower and mental strength. But now, could the young female platoon members of the second platoon continue the tradition of their predecessors?

Yang Fei couldn't think too much about the face, and he couldn't tolerate the hesitation of the members of the China female platoon number two.

"What a good rumor!" Zhao Yannan shouted loudly.

"Beautiful!" Zhao Yinan immediately roared again.

On the field, Yuan Jun, who had deducted this point, was hugging her teammates.

15 to 15! This was the fourth match point that China's female platoon No. 2 had saved that night.

Next, Gu Weiyang's serve didn't pose much of a threat, but the two players behind the Dominika team bumped into each other when they received the serve. They watched as the China female volleyball team two directly scored.

"The Dominika team members are tired! They don't even have enough energy to concentrate!" Zhao Yinan shouted, "This is our competition point! Our first competition point! "

That's right, 16 to 15! China's female platoon, Team Two, chased after them with all their might in this match. Finally, they saw the dawn of victory.

The Thai fans in the stands were also very excited.

Although China's female platoon two eliminated the Thai female platoon two in the quarter-finals, in the tough match with the Dominique female platoon two that night, the tenacity and stubbornness displayed by the girls of China's female platoon two had deeply moved the Thai fans. They had long since spared no effort to help the team that came from Asia.

Little bunny, it's all up to you! Yang Fei said silently in his heart, staring fixedly at Gu Weiyang who was walking to the serve area and preparing to continue serving.

Gu Weiyang's second serve added some strength. However, this ball was released from the net.

16 draw!

Gu Weiyang stomped her foot on the bottom line in frustration and let out a long sigh. Yang Fei saw the members of China's female platoon 2nd walk over and pat Gu Weiyang on the shoulder and back, comforting her not to be depressed.

On the other side of the field, the members of Dominika female platoon number two experienced the feeling of being saved from death. Although they were also exchanging blows, each of their faces still didn't look too good.

Team Dominika was ready to serve, but at this time, Yang Fei realized that the second team of the China female platoon was about to change players.

Fang Han stood at the side of the court and raised the number 8 card.

Yang Fei understood that at the crucial moment of the match, Wei Xindi still approved Fang Han's request to go on stage. Letting Fang Han go on stage to play the last few points would not make her suffer too much. Instead, it would increase the threat of the Internet for China's female platoon No. 2.

Fang Han, who replaced Lin Yan, immediately made the members of the Domestic female platoon number two nervous. Team Two of the Dominique female platoon didn't put too much pressure on the China female platoon's first pass system this time. Gu Weiyang boldly cooperated with Fang Han and steadily scored a point.

17 to 16! The China female platoon two once again obtained a point.

"This is too suffocating!" As Zhao Yinan speaks, he unbutton all the buttons on his T-shirt collar. He glanced at Yang Fei who was sitting upright and asked in confusion, "Yang Fei, aren't you hot?"

Yang Fei did not care whether Zhao Yannan was hot or not. He casually agreed and saw that in the field, the first attack of Team Two of the Dominique female platoon had succeeded. Lamirez had once again saved the team from fire and water.

17th draw!

Amid the loud, regretful voices of the Thai fans, Zhao Yinan's voice was not heard at all. However, from his mouth shape, Yang Fei could tell that Zhao Yinan had cursed.

Yang Fei smiled helplessly and patted Zhao Yannan on the shoulder: "Calm down, calm down. "

But Yang Fei also knew that no one could calm down now.

In the next few balls, whether it was the China women's second team or the Dominique women's second team, both sides maintained a high success rate of one attack, which also allowed the two teams to take the lead in turns.

17-18, 18-18, 19-18, 19-19, 19-20, 20-20, 21-20, 21 -21, 21 -22, 22-22, 23 -23. . .

"Yang Fei, you've seen a lot of games. What's the highest score in a volleyball game?" In order to ease his nervousness, Zhao Yinan asked Yang Fei.

According to the rules, the first four rounds of the volleyball game were 25 points per game. Whoever scored 25 points first would win this round. However, if both sides reached 24 points, one side needed to be two points ahead of the other to win. The final game had a full score of 15 points. After 14 points, the other side would also need to be two points ahead of the other to be the final victor.

"I saw a score of 40 to 38 points in one year's National Championship," Yang Fei thought for a while and said, "but it wasn't the final round. If it was a final, this score would be considered very rare. "

"You must win!" Zhao Yinan clenched his fist and stared blankly at the field.

Yang Fei did not speak, but he understood. It wasn't easy for the girls of China's female platoon number two to enter the field. In this match, not only did they play five rounds, but they also played five rounds. The fifth round was almost a complete 25th division, and not a 15-point final. For those young members, It was undoubtedly a double test of their mental and physical abilities.

Yang Fei also discovered that the members of the second team of the China female platoon were already very tired. For example, Wang Xiaoqing was holding her knee. She opened her mouth and took advantage of the gap between the serve to catch her breath. Yuan Jun and Xiao Xiao's faces turned pale. Clearly, their stamina reserves were close to their limits. Little potato Li Mengxi was no longer as lively as she had been in the past. She was jumping around as she prepared for the first exchange and defense. Instead, she tried her best to maintain the center of gravity of her body, which was rarely seen in silence. As the captain, Gu Weiyang. . . Was still shouting for his teammates to cheer everyone up. Her clothes and shorts were all soaked in sweat. The color became darker.

Suddenly, Yang Fei seemed to see Wei Xindi as a member of the team again, and the scene of him watching her match in the stands. However, the hurried whistle of the main referee immediately pulled his thoughts back to reality.

Wang Xiaoqing's first attack, which was taken down for the China female platoon two, was defended by the defensive team members of the Dominique female platoon two with all their might. After the defense team member jumped to save the ball, he fell heavily on the floor, making a heavy sound. Yang Fei and Zhao Yinan could clearly hear it from the stands.

"The opponent didn't relax, nor did he give up. " Yang Fei couldn't help but sigh.

"Yeah, yeah!" Zhao Yinan shouted, "Number 9 again, number 9 again!"

Yang Fei stared at the competition closely. When he saw Fang Han appear in front of the Internet, his heart immediately tightened.

"Hey!"

Yang Fei seemed to hear Fang Han's habitually loud shout.

Ramitz's slam dunk was completely blocked by Fang Han's textbook like blocking hand.

"Pa!" The volleyball almost fell vertically onto the floor.

24 to 23!

Fang Han looked at Ramitz, who was separated by the tennis net, and the meaning in his eyes was very obvious: "With me here, your slam dunk won't be able to pass!"

Lamirese also seemed to be shocked by Fang Han's aura. She was not as arrogant as she was at the beginning of the game. She just lowered her head, turned around, and walked back to her own court.

"This ball, I have to do something no matter what!" Zhao Yinan said. He jumped up from his seat. Yang Fei saw Zhao Yinan swaying his fat body. He jumped over the rows of seats in the stands and ran to the opposite stands. There. . . It was a group of fans wearing traditional Thai clothing. They were excitedly beating drums and drums for the outstanding performance of China's female platoon No. 2.

Zhao Yinan ran over and pointed at the five-star red flag embroidered on the chest of his T-shirt. He raised his arm high and clapped rhythmically. Under Zhao Yinan's encouragement, the Thai fans followed his rhythm and played the gongs and drums in their hands.

Zhao Yinan withdrew his hand and everyone immediately became silent. Because at this moment, it was Li Xuantong's turn to serve in China's second female platoon.

Can this girl withstand the pressure? As Yang Fei thought about it, he felt a bit nervous.

Although he had paid attention to China's second female platoon this year, he had also been with the team during the World Championship for the female rehearsals under the age of 23. However, when he asked himself, Yang Fei's understanding and attention towards Xia Zhi, Wang Xiaoqing, Fang Han, Xiao Xiao and Yuan Jun, Li Mengxi, and Gu Weiyang, as the main team members, far exceeded that of Li Xuantong and the other substitutes.

Actually, whether it was the main or substitutes. . . Everyone was also sweating day after day on the training ground, putting in a lot of effort. It was just that due to the different physical conditions, talents, or coaching tactics, They were divided into the main force and the substitutes. No, they shouldn't be called the "main force" or "substitutes'. Yang Fei suddenly understood what Wei Xindi often said: My team members only have the difference of being first and later. There is absolutely no difference between a main force and a substitute.

At this moment, looking at Li Xuantong's familiar face from afar, Yang Fei felt ashamed. At the same time, he stood up from his seat and silently added oil to her face.

Li Xuantong's serve was surprisingly clean. As the referee blew the whistle, Li Xuantong had already thrown the ball into the air. The run-up, the jump, and the serve were all done fluently.

On the Dominika team's side, the free agent who was responsible for the next round wasn't fully prepared for this ball. The ball heavily smashed onto her arm and flew towards the coaching seats at the side of the field.

Ramiel threw herself over in an attempt to save the ball. However, she did not manage to run two steps before she tripped and fell in front of the coaching area.

After a moment of silence, the final whistle sounded incomparably melodious.

25 to 23!

Yang Fei looked at the field and saw the China female platoon's second team members hugging together. Even the reserved Jin Sheng, Liu Xiyu, and Wang Bin rushed forward together with the team members to celebrate this exceptionally tough semi-final victory.

Yang Fei sat down. He took out his notebook and recorded the score of the last round. However, he realized that his hands were shaking violently.

When Yang Fei saw that Zhao Yinan had unknowingly rushed down the stands without any scruples, he smiled and helped put away the cameras and tripod of the China team on the stands. He also picked up the backpack that Zhao Yinan had left behind and slowly walked down the stands.

After passing through the player channel, Yang Fei walked into the field. The chattering of the team members became more and more clear.

However, Wei Xindi did not celebrate his victory like the others. She was still sitting in the coaching area, seriously writing something down in her notebook. Yang Fei walked over and put the things in his hands on the floor next to the coach's seat, quietly watching Wei Xindi work.

After writing a few more lines, Wei Xindi put away the notebook and pen. She noticed that someone was looking at her. When she turned her head and saw that it was Yang Fei, she smiled.

"Congratulations, this is a difficult match. " Yang Fei extended his hand as he spoke.

Wei Xindi stood up and shook Yang Fei's hand. It wasn't as light as etiquette, but it wasn't as heavy as releasing an old friend. However, Yang Fei still noticed that Wei Xindi's palm was covered in sweat, and it was a little cold.

"It's not easy for the girls to make a big turnaround. " Wei Xindi said, as if a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders, "After this battle, I hope that they can grow by a large step. "

At this time, the team members had already returned to the side of the field. Wei Xindi did not say anything, but pointed at the grandstand opposite him and loudly requested, "Ladies, don't be in a hurry to pack your things. Line up and go over there to watch the stage, then bow to the fans and thank them for cheering for us!"

The team members were first stunned, then they realized why Wei Xindi wanted to do so. They held hands and walked towards the stands opposite them.

On the stands, the Thai fans who had been working hard to cheer for China's female platoon No. 2 saw the girls walking over and were all very excited.

"Koukun Card (Thank you)!" Gu Weiyang took the lead and shouted at the fans in a Thai language that she had learned recently. The members of China's Second female platoon deeply bowed to the fans.

"We will cheer for China in the finals tomorrow!" A leading fan shouted to everyone in English.

Yang Fei and Wei Xindi also heard the reply from the Thai fans. Yang Fei turned his head and asked Wei Xindi, "Tomorrow's finals. . . "

Wei Xindi did not wait for him to finish and said, "I know, playing against the American female platoon's second team. . . Don't mention this to me now, I really haven't thought about tomorrow's finals. . . "

While they were talking, Yang Fei and Wei Xindi saw Patrick walk over at the same time.

"Congratulations on entering the finals," Patrick said as he shook hands with Wei Xindi and Yang Fei.

"Tomorrow. . . " Patrick said, but was interrupted by Yang Fei.

"I just talked about this with her," Yang Fei said, smiling. "She said she didn't think about the finals tomorrow. "

Patrick nodded and said with a troubled expression, "But, Chindy, I can't help you analyze the opponents in the finals tomorrow. . . "

Wei Xindi laughed and said, "Patrick, I know, I know! However, I'm familiar with most of the American team members. So, tomorrow's competition is not a secret for both of us. "

"Everyone is looking forward to meeting with the China team on the field and reuniting with you. " As Patrick spoke, he suddenly glanced at Yang Fei, who was next to Wei Xindi.

Yang Fei understood that Patrick might not want him to hear something, so he smiled and walked to the side.

Although he walked to the side, Yang Fei still paid attention to Wei Xindi, who was not far away. He saw her talking to Patrick very quickly. It seemed that Patrick was suggesting something to her. Wei Xindi first smiled and nodded, but then his face showed some embarrassment. After a while, Patrick shook hands with Wei Xindi, turned around, and left the stadium.

"Let's go. " Wei Xindi walked over, as if nothing had happened, and said to Yang Fei and Gu Weiyang casually, "Let's go to the post-match press conference!"

. . .

When they returned to the hotel, it was almost one o'clock in the morning.

Wei Xindi and Yang Fei finally went upstairs. There was no one in the corridor.

Seeing Wei Xindi silently walk to the door of the room, Yang Fei stopped in his tracks.

"Xindi. . . " He called out softly and walked over.

"Is there anything else?" Wei Xindi said as he looked at him, puzzled.

Yang Fei saw that Wei Xindi had removed all of his strong disguise, and his face was full of exhaustion. He felt his heart ache, but he was also a little unwilling, so he asked, "Just now. . . What did Patrick tell you?"

Yang Fei originally thought that Wei Xindi might glance at him and say, "What does it have to do with you?" However, Wei Xindi smiled slightly and explained softly: "Patrick asked me if I could return to the United States after this season and continue to lead the team for him. . . He said that the girls at the University of Pennsylvania miss me a lot. "

" What's wrong? " Yang Fei asked, "You. . . Still want to leave?"

Wei Xindi sighed and said, "I don't know. The contract that I signed with the China volleyball Association this time only reaches the World Championship for female players under the age of 23. Legally speaking, after the finals tomorrow, I won't be the head coach of this team anymore. So. . . "

Don't leave! Yang Fei almost blurted it out, but he still swallowed it and asked, "Does the China Orderly Association have no intention of letting you stay?"

Wei Xindi shook his head and asked with a smile, "Maybe you know more than me. Yang Fei, You know, after all, this team was built to participate in this year's competition. Next year, Oh, right, you're so familiar with Director Chen. Didn't he tell you where these members will go next year? But I think you should be able to meet some of them in the new China female rehearsal next year. "

As he listened to Wei Xindi's words, Yang Fei slowly shook his head and slowly nodded.

"So, right now, I don't know anything, and I don't want to think about anything. Yang Fei, I really just want to have a good sleep. " Wei Xindi said with a helpless smile.

"Alright," Yang Fei said, "Have a good rest, have a good sleep. . . "

Wei Xindi opened the door and was about to enter the room when she suddenly remembered something. She turned to Yang Fei and said, "Yang Fei, please do me a favor. I have to resign tomorrow. Don't tell anyone on the team yet. When the competition is over, I will find some time to explain to everyone personally. "

" Yes! " Yang Fei's heart sank, but he agreed, "See you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow. . . " Wei Xindi said.