MTL - The Gold is Yours, You Are Mine-Chapter 101 departure

Yin Jiayi had just left, and it was time for them to leave for the Olympic Village. Before boarding the plane, Xie Shi'an sent Yan Xinyuan a video call.

The old man sat on the hospital bed, squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at his mobile phone for a long time, but he didn't know how to answer it. Coach Liang snatched it away.

"Hey, I'm coming, I'm coming, press this—"

Before the words fell, Yan Xinyuan made a gesture to **** it.

"Hey, don't pick it up, I'm still wearing a hospital gown!"

"All right, all right, then I'll hang up for you first."

Jian Changnian looked at her phone expectantly.

"How is it, have you got through?"

Xie Shi'an shook his head: "No, I guess I'm busy."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Xinyuan changed into his usual clothes with the help of Coach Liang. He is a terminal cancer patient and looks haggard. But when he heard the news about his apprentices, he still couldn't hide his smile.

"Calculating the time, it's time to go to London."

"Okay, then I'll go back to Shi'an."

Just as Coach Liang was about to dial it back, Yan Xinyuan took another look at the big white wall behind the hospital bed and the monitoring equipment beside the bed.

"No, no, I have to come down. It looks like I'm in the hospital."

"Hey, why do you have so many problems?" Coach Liang complained, but still reached out to help him.

Yan Xinyuan scanned the ward and said with a smile.

"Aren't I afraid of affecting their game status? Just sit by the window, close the curtains, and lock the door."

Coach Liang dragged the only chair in the ward to the window, helped him to sit down, and went back to lock the door.

"Playing a video is like moving house."

"Hurry up, how to press, don't make people wait."

"It's coming, it's urgent, do you hold it yourself or should I hold it for you?"

"I'll take it, I'll take it, you stand on the side, blocking the camera."

While the two were talking, the video was quickly connected.

Jian Changnian's face came into view, he raised a big smile at him, and waved hello.

"Coach Yan, we are going to board the plane soon. We have been training during this time, and we don't have time to call you to say hello."

Yan Xinyuan also laughed.

"Why are you alone, Shi'an?"

Jian Changnian turned the camera around, Xie Shi'an was late with two cups of coffee in his hands: "Here, she went to buy something to drink."

Xie Shi'an entered the mirror and smiled slightly.

"How is your health recently?"

"I'm doing fine. It tastes good! When you arrive at the Olympic Village, you have to avoid eating and drinking like in our country. You can't even drink coffee. If you find prohibited substances in the drug test, it will be troublesome."

I am happy to see my apprentice happy, and I still have to tell me what should be told. There are many athletes who have been framed by others in the history of the Olympic Games.

Xie Shi'an nodded.

"Understood, Coach Yan."

Jian Chang wanted to stand on tiptoe, hold her hand, and lifted the lid of each cup of coffee to take a look one by one.

"Shi'an, I want to drink yours with cream."

Xie Shi'an scolded with a smile: "Why is it so troublesome, you, didn't you say you want sugar-free."

"But your cup looks delicious."

Having said that, Xie Shi'an still gave her his cup, and Jian Changnian took a sip contentedly, her lips were covered with cream.

Yan Xinyuan couldn't help but laugh too.

Xie Shi'an turned his head and noticed the green curtain in the background of his video. He always thought he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"Coach Yan, it's so late, aren't you home?"

"Oh, I'm at your Coach Liang's house. It's a holiday today, and everyone is talking about getting together and playing mahjong, Lao Liang—" Yan Xinyuan deliberately raised his voice, and shouted out of the screen.

Coach Liang's voice came from far and near, showing half of his face.

"Why, I told you to eat, wait for a long time."

The two also greeted him.

"Hi Coach Liang."

"How is it, is the Beijing training camp going well?" Coach Liang also turned around, looked at them and smiled.

Before Xie Shi'an could speak, Jian Changnian had already answered for her.

"You all don't know how good Shi'an is in the national team. He is almost invincible in the world. Even Yin—"

Xie Shi'an poked her just in time, and she stopped talking.

"It's all right, we're about to board the plane, so I won't tell you for now, and I'll call you when I get to London."

"Eh, fine."

After this period of chemotherapy, his physical condition still hasn't improved, and he will be transferred to the intensive care unit starting tomorrow, and he doesn't know if he can sit up and answer their calls next time.

When the old man thought of this, his eyes turned red, and he held back, not letting them see the slightest clue.

"The weather in London is cold. When you get there, you still need to wear an extra coat. Don't catch a cold. Also, remember what I said, use your brain more when playing, don't be too aggressive, and be brave and resourceful."

"In the Olympics, there are many masters. We can't be afraid of them, but we can't underestimate them. When the Olympics are over, Chang Nian, next year's World Youth Championships, you should also get ready."

He said a lot in one breath, both of them were a little stunned, and Jian Changnian was even more soft-spoken, and as soon as he heard what he said, he started dropping golden beans.

"Coach Yan..."

"Cry again, cry again, how old is it?"

The boarding announcement rang, and Yan Xinyuan heard it too, blowing his beard and staring on purpose.

"Let me tell you, my goal for Shi'an is an Olympic gold medal. What about you, don't say too much, next year's World Youth Championship, let's get a medal at least, get out of here, don't come back if you don't get it me."

Xie Shi'an didn't know why, but felt a strong feeling of reluctance, as if she would never see him again if she got on this plane, she still wanted to say something, but the team leader was already urging her.

She had no choice but to bid farewell to people in a hurry and hung up the phone.

"Coach Yan, don't worry, I will definitely make you the Olympic champion coach."

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After Jin Nanzhi came back that night, she lay alone in the dormitory for two days. It happened that the school was on holiday and all her dormmates went home. With the shouts on the court, I didn't even have the desire to pick up the racket.

On this day, she ordered takeaway, brought it in, and just sat down in the living room, turned on the TV, and saw the news.

"Recently, Yin Jiayi, a well-known badminton player in our country and former national team captain, announced his retirement, causing an uproar."

The camera was shown to two people respectively. One was Xie Shi'an who was interviewed and said: "Didn't you all see the result of the game just now? Isn't it right to abdicate to give up the position?"

One was Yin Jiayi sitting on the stage with a calm expression.

"I'm already engaged. After retiring, I plan to marry my fiancé and live a normal life."

Jin Nanzhi gritted his teeth immediately, swept the lunch box on the table to the ground, and rushed out of the dormitory door with red eyes.

Sudden retirement and breaking up with her, Yin Jiayi must, must have some secrets, she wants to see her, try again, the last time.

With faint hopes, she bought a plane ticket to Hangzhou, followed the route she remembered, and came downstairs to Yin Jiayi's house.

In Hangzhou in July, it was cloudy and sunny, and it rained heavily. She walked in a hurry and didn't bring an umbrella. She just hugged her arms and squatted under a tree to avoid the rain. After a while, her whole body was soaked.

"You come back this time, do you still want to go?"

"If you don't leave, just stay at home and spend time with Mom and Dad."

When the familiar voice came, Jin Nanzhi was overjoyed, stood up, and immediately froze in place.

"Yin—"

Yin Jiayi got out of someone else's car, and the boy thoughtfully opened the door for her, carried her things in one hand, and held an umbrella for her in the other.

The two were talking and laughing, their expressions intimate.

Jin Nanzhi took a step back unconsciously. It turned out that this was the answer she wanted.

She curled her lips and smiled sadly, she didn't want to stay here again, even for a second, but Yin Jiayi heard it, turned her head suddenly, looked at her, looked at her deeply through the rain curtain.

Jin Nanzhi longed for her to say something to him again, even if it was...even if he called him by his name again.

"Do you know her?" The boy asked curiously as he looked around them.

Yin Jiayi shook her head stiffly.

"No, I don't know."

"Then go back quickly, the rain is getting heavier and heavier."

"it is good."

Yin Jiayi turned around, and followed the boy into the corridor step by step, never turning her head to look at her from the beginning to the end.

Jin Nanzhi closed his eyes, and the rain poured down.

There was lightning and thunder outside the window.

Yin Jiayi came home and had been standing here for a long time.

The boy knocked on the door outside: "Sister, what are you doing, my aunt asked me to call you out for dinner."

As soon as Yin Jiayi came back, she seemed to have lost her soul. She ignored everyone and locked herself in the room.

The boy knocked on the door vigorously again: "Sister, sister? Are you okay?"

Before he finished speaking, Yin Jiayi opened the door from the inside, and rushed past him like a gust of wind.

Yin Jiayi ran a few steps, then turned back to the room to get an umbrella, and when Yin's mother saw her go straight out the door, she followed behind and called.

"Hey, Jiayi, it's time for dinner, it's raining so hard outside, where are you going?"

Yin Jiayi ran downstairs in one breath, holding an umbrella, looking around, looking for her figure, but there was no one there.

Just now, just now, she was clearly here.

"Nan Zhi, Nan Zhi, where are you?"

"Nan Zhi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, come out... come out... see me again, okay?"

She shouted her name hoarsely, threw the umbrella, and the rain fell on her head and face, twisting into lines on her face.

She could finally indulge herself and cry happily.

Jin Nanzhi ran and ran aimlessly, and she didn't know how far she ran. There was only one thought in her head, to escape from this place, to escape from this place that made her so sad that she was about to suffocate.

Until his strength was exhausted, he fell heavily on the ground, the phone he was holding in his hand slid out, and the screen lit up.

Jin Nanzhi got up and saw that it was Coach Park's call. She knelt in the stagnant water, and the moment she pressed the call button, she couldn't help crying when she heard his familiar voice.

"Nan Zhi, go home."

The first thing Jin Nanzhi did when he got in the taxi was to block all of Yin Jiayi's contact information while crying, and finally he simply took out the phone card and threw it out of the window together with the phone.

Yin Jiayi stood downstairs for a long time that day, but was finally dragged back by her family. As soon as she entered the door, she fainted on the ground. When Yin's mother touched her forehead, it was hot, and she hurriedly sent her to the hospital.

From that day on, she fell into a serious illness and stayed in the hospital for a long time. All indicators were normal, but she never recovered. Even the doctor said that she had a heart disease.

On the seventh day of hospitalization, she received a package from South Korea. When she opened it, she saw that it was a photo negative and a floppy disk. Crying and laughing.

Yin's mother happened to come to the hospital to deliver meals to others. When she opened the door of the ward, she saw her burning things in the room. She broke out in a cold sweat, rushed over to stamp out the flames, and burst into tears holding her.

"Jiayi, don't scare mom, why come back from Beijing, it's like losing your soul."

Yin Jiayi came back to her senses, choked with sobs, and wiped away the tears on her face: "Mom, I'm fine, I'm fine...Let's go home."

After returning home, Yin's family was afraid of provoking her, and they didn't dare to ask her what her plans were for the future, or when she would find a job, so their days went on like this.

Until one day in late July, when she heard the singing of cicadas outside the window, she suddenly turned around and asked, "What date is it today?"

Mother Yin turned up the calendar: "July 28th."

Yin Jiayi muttered: "Oh, it's the 28th, today is the first match of the women's singles, yes, the first match, Mom, where is my phone?"

Seeing that she was anxious and her tone was getting faster and faster, Mother Yin hurriedly handed over her mobile phone.

"Here it is."

Although she didn't say anything these days, Mama Yin could tell a little bit. After all, she had only brought that one girl home all these years, and she was unavoidably worried when she saw that she wanted to make a phone call.

"Jiayi, since it's already..."

Yin Jiayi forced a smile and looked at her.

"Mom, don't worry, I...I'll call my friend."

Yin Jiayi searched for several friends one after another before finding someone who was willing to help her deliver things.

"Hey, it's not convenient for me to buy things in China, can you send me a bouquet of violets to the Korean team's lounge?"

"Okay, how do I sign it?"

Yin Jiayi thought about it.

"Just... an ordinary fan of Jin Nanzhi, I hope she... cheers for the game."

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In the women's singles first match of today's Olympic Games, Kim Nam-ji drove away the makeup artist before she finished her makeup, and locked herself in the lounge. Park Min-hyun was worried, seeing that the match was about to start, he came over and knocked on the door.

Jin Nanzhi stared at himself in the mirror, feeling a little strange, and couldn't tell what had changed, but it seemed that he was indeed different from before.

When the makeup artist sculpted her, she still followed the previous style, trying to make her look energetic and cute.

Jin Nanzhi was a little annoyed for no reason, and waved the powder pan in her hand, making people roll.

The make-up artist ran out with red eyes, and the rest of the people also looked at each other, watching the situation, and retreated one after another, leaving her alone.

Jin Nanzhi smiled at the corner of his lips in front of the mirror, the innocent and bright light in his eyes completely disappeared, and his brows and eyes made people feel a little dark and gloomy for no reason.

She heard Coach Park urging her outside, so she didn't go out in a hurry, but took off the ring from her finger. She wanted to throw it directly into the trash can, but after thinking about it, she still picked it up from the jewelry box beside her. , I found a silver chain, strung it up, and hung it around my neck.

Jin Nanzhi opened the door, and Park Minxian heaved a sigh of relief. Nanzhi's temper is uncertain now, and sometimes he can't figure out what she is thinking.

"Let's go, the game is about to start, and the audience is waiting for you. Look, fans have come to send flowers and gifts early in the morning. Although it's an away game, our Nanzhi is still very popular."

The corridor at the entrance of the lounge is filled with flowers of all kinds, as well as puppet aids sent by fans.

Jin Nanzhi didn't even look at it, so he passed by the bouquet of violets and snorted coldly.

"What's the use, take it out and throw it away."

In the end, Park Minxian noticed the ring hanging around her neck again: "My God, this is a global live broadcast, didn't you ask you to throw it away a long time ago?! You are still wearing it, have you forgotten, how did she treat you Got it?!"

Jin Nanzhi sneered.

"Coach Park, I just want to keep it, let it remind me all the time, sting me, and never lose, especially to the Chinese team."