There was a muffled "bang".

The volleyball slammed into the billboard at the end of the stadium, and the referee standing on the high platform completed the final point decision and announced the end of the game.

Zhou Ying's figure landed in the air, the ponytail slapped on his shoulder, bent his knees slightly to cushion, and then stood there blankly, looking at the volleyball that was still beating in the distance.

The crowd in the stands stood up with their arms raised and jumped to their feet.

Red flags flying.

The Chinese players on the field high-fived, hugged each other, screamed and jumped, cried, and laughed.

Teammates and staff on the bench began to rush into the field. Coach Lang turned around and high-fived Coach Chen, and the two shook their heads as if they were talking to each other about tiredness and incredulity, while smiling and walking towards their teammates.

"Champion, in the final of the 1996 Atlanta Olympic Games, the Chinese team miraculously defeated Super Cuba after five rounds of hard fighting. After several years of silence, he won the Olympic championship again......" Teacher Song Shixiong broke his voice.

There really no one thought, maybe, except for Lang Ping.

The Cuban players on the other side of the net still roughly maintained their position when the last ball landed, and after a while, they looked at each other blankly, as if they finally realized that they had really lost...... It's impossible, but, just lose.

Some people muttered something in their mouths, so they sat on the ground, some hugged each other and comforted each other, and some bowed their heads and left the field. This defeat was a bit sudden, and therefore, it was a bit big.

Zheng Xinfeng handed his hand in front of Dong'er in the beating crowd, knocked Jiang Che's hand with the drink in his hand, took a sip, turned his head to look at Xiao Zhou Ying, who was still standing on the field, high-fived and hugged his teammates and coaches, and said with emotion: "Crying?"

Jiang Che wiped his somewhat sour eyes and said with a smile, "No." ”

At this moment, their side, Dong'er, Lin Yujing, General Liu, Ma Donghong, Jiang Ma, the old village chief, and the old man Jiang...... There are also people I don't know, many of them are already wiping their eyes, laughing and crying.

Chaliao produced an Olympic champion, 17 years old, who turned the tide.

"It's okay, I'm pretty much there. It was rare not to seize the opportunity to laugh at Jiang Che, Secretary Zheng snorted, pointed to Xiao Zhou Ying in the venue, and said: "It's so fast, I remember the first time I saw her, black, tall, but thin, like a firewood." ”

"Miracle, great victory, the Chinese women's volleyball team has re-established itself on top of the world with the spirit of tenacious struggle that we are familiar with......"

Zhou Ying's face appeared on the screen in front of Teacher Song Shixiong, which means that the TV pictures of countless viewers in China at this moment are all this little girl hugging her teammates.

It's just that she still doesn't have a too excited expression...... If this is twenty years at night, in front of the TV, mobile phone and computer, there should be a bunch of little fan girls and little aunts holding out their chins, their eyes are straight, and they muttered that the young lady is easy to attack and so handsome.

17-year-old Zhou Ying's performance in this final...... It's really indescribable, especially in the last game, she used her performance of scoring four points in a row after a 3:3 draw in the opening game, which completely broke down the psychological defense of the Cuban team...... And before, the performance on the key points of the key game, or the final word, or the turn of the tide......"

Song Shixiong wanted to praise Xiao Zhou Ying, but he couldn't find a better expression for a while.

Zhou Ying's competition, including the data of this final, is actually not very prominent, and she is not the core, but just like Zhao Zilong on the Changsaka Slope, she is not a commander, but such a story is easier to become a legend and more exciting.

Zhou Ying's performance in this final is destined to leave many memorable moments. And let's not forget that she is only 17 years old, and in the next four, eight, and twelve years, she will grow stronger and become the pillar of the Chinese women's volleyball team......"

Zhou Ying's heroic face appeared again in the camera, Teacher Song Shixiong glanced at it, raised his head, and smiled easily, he has now mastered the routine of explaining Zhou Ying's expression and heart.

"Have you noticed that despite her young age, Zhou Ying's psychological quality is very good, most of the time, she is very calm and calm, giving people a feeling that Mount Tai has collapsed and her color has not changed......

Then he looked at the camera again, a little dazed.

In the camera, the members of the Chinese team are lining up to thank the audience at the scene and in front of the TV, Zhou Ying stands in the line, turns her head, looks in a certain direction of the stands, and tries to find it, while raising her left hand wrapped in white tape and waving it in the air.

"Xiao Zhou Ying is looking for you. Lin Yujing pulled Jiang Che, who had already sat down.

Seeing it, Zhou Ying saw Teacher Jiang standing in the crowd, and suddenly smiled brightly......

Zhou Ying smiled. Teacher Song Shixiong said: "The smile is very bright. ”

Jiang Che choked back tears, smiled equally brightly, met Zhou Ying's gaze, and shouted with his hands: "Play volleyball, little Zhou Ying." ”

In fact, Zhou Ying shouldn't be able to hear clearly, because the scene is too noisy.

But she just knows.

"Hmm. Xiao Zhou Ying nodded.

At this point, two lines of tears burst out of the eyes, and large teardrops slid down the cheeks, forming lines and lines.

Zhou Ying cried. Teacher Song Shixiong was a little embarrassed, so he hesitated for a moment, looked at the picture in the camera again, and simply didn't say anything.

Camera picture: Xiao Zhou Ying, who has been standing, is now sitting on the floor, holding her knees with her hands, burying her face low, and crying bitterly regardless of anything.

In this picture, Zhou Ying suddenly completely cried as a little girl...... made the countless viewers at the scene and in front of the TV stunned for a moment, and then laughed with love.

"I almost forgot, Xiao Zhou Ying, she is still just a seventeen-year-old girl after all. ”

…………

At the awards ceremony, Zhou Ying cried again, but this time it was not like that again.

Together with her teammates, wearing gold medals, she stood on the highest podium of the Olympic Games, listened to the national anthem, sang harmony, looked up, and watched the five-star red flag rise and flutter.

Tears calmly, hotly, rolled out of their eyes and fell on the cheeks of almost every girl.

In the past, Chaliao Village was small, and there was also a flag-raising ceremony on Monday.

At the end of the award ceremony, CCTV's live broadcast of the women's volleyball final is about to come to an end, accompanied by the emotion and praise of Mr. Song Shixiong after recovering the state, the players are walking through the camera one by one, preparing to leave.

"Let's remember these players, they are No. 11 Sun Yue, No. 1 Lai Yawen, No. 5 Wu Yongmei, and No. 3 Cui Yongmei...... No. 4, Zhou Ying, Zhou Ying...... Huh?"

Teacher Song Shixiong suddenly wondered.

Because in the camera, Zhou Ying ran to the stands......

At this point, the live stream ends.

left countless curious and helpless viewers in front of the TV.

The audience at the scene was okay, they didn't leave, they all looked in the direction of Zhou Ying's running. The reporters present chased after him with their cameras for the first time.

Zhou Ying really couldn't think about it more, and she really couldn't wait any longer, running all the way, she stood in front of Jiang Che's row.

"Grandpa the village chief, Grandpa Gen, Grandpa Jiang, Aunt Jiang ,......" cried, Xiao Zhouying was a little overwhelmed, and greeted one by one, "Uncle Zheng, Sister Lin, Dong'er, Brother Ma, Brother Guangnian, ......"

"Coach. When it came to Ma Donghong, Zhou Ying called the coach, and then handed her the bouquet in his hand.

"Eh, Xiao Zhou Ying is so good. Ma Donghong happily took it, crying and laughing.

Then, Zhou Ying walked in front of Jiang Che.

Everyone next to them fell silent.

"Teacher. ”

"Huh. ”

"I ...... I got it. Zhou Ying choked up, lowered her head and took off the gold medal on her chest, held it up, and said a little crampedly: "Teacher......"

Jiang Che felt bitter in his heart...... Stood straight and quietly tiptoed.

"Don't bend over, try not to be too obvious. He whispered.

"Well, good. Zhou Ying laughed, trembling a little, and hung her Olympic gold medal on Teacher Jiang's chest.

This was the promise of a thirteen-year-old girl that year.