Losses are also allowed in the group stage, and in the quarter-finals, there is no room for loss.

To be honest, Qiao Mingle felt unprecedented pressure.

Even when she played in her home country four years ago, the fans cheered them on, and she didn't feel so much pressure.

In addition to the pressure, she also felt tired.

This Olympic Games has been full of big and small things since before the games, except for some things about the team, she has not stopped in her personal aspects.

She wants to play well, but in reality there are always so many extraneous factors that bother her.

She always shows her indifference in front of her teammates and coaches, and only she knows best in her heart that she has endured far more than others think.

It's really annoying to have a day like this!

After a short rest back to the village, the whole team reassembled and began to discuss tactical issues, and Lao Jia also asked the team leader to negotiate the training hall, and she wanted to extend the training time of the players.

No matter how much pressure they are carrying, in the next game, they will fight with their backs and will have to go all out.

From the beginning of returning to the village, the team members were extremely silent.

Normally, everyone would get together and talk non-stop, but now, even if someone provokes a topic, no one is interested in answering.

Suppression, everyone can feel the atmosphere of heavy oppression.

Only on the field, only by constantly running, only by letting sweat soak clothes, and only by shouting "come on" and "win" with teammates, can this oppressive feeling be temporarily relieved.

The team leader felt that this was not the way to go, and it was necessary to alleviate the situation of the players before the quarter-finals. It's easier to play well.

Of course, this is just the idea of the team leader. Lao Jia and the entire coaching team feel that there is no problem with the players like this.

Lao Jia also talked to Qiao Mingle and several other veterans to find out if their string had broken.

Qiao Mingle was still the same as usual, with a faint smile on his face, as if he had never been nervous.

"We are like this basketball", she patted the basketball in her hand, and in Lao Jia's puzzled gaze, she smiled and held the ball with both hands and threw it straight up, "If we keep going high, even if we use all our strength, we can only fly so high."

She caught the falling ball and slammed it into the ground, bouncing off the ground and rising higher than she had just thrown up.

"Only by bottoming out and rebounding can we create new heights", Qiao Mingle caught the ball steadily, faced Lao Jia, and said with confidence: "I can withstand it, and my teammates can also withstand it."

Lao Jia looked at Qiao Mingle, looking at Qiao Mingle, who was only twenty-six years old, but calm like an old lady in her seventies and eighties, with a little smile on her expressionless face.

"I believe in you," she said, "and you're the most special of all the athletes I've ever had." I don't think I'll ever meet another athlete like you in the future."

As for what kind of special law, Lao Jia didn't say, and Qiao Mingle didn't ask.

Because she never felt special, she just kept doing what she felt was right. No matter what others think, no matter what others say, even if the whole world says that what she did is wrong, as long as she feels that it is right, she will persevere until the end!

The outside world speculated that the pre-match training of the Z national team would not be open to the public, but the result surprised them.

The Z national team actually had to conduct a three-hour all-open training.

During the training, many media reporters came to the scene, most of whom were domestic media people.

The last training session was open to the media, but as a result, they did not follow the rules, disrupted the training of the players, and led the national team to lose two big players.

This time, they also learned to be well-behaved, so they quietly took photos and videos on the side, made records, and had the opportunity to chat with the coaching team again, and no one dared to disturb the players' training.

The players are still depressed, and the training is tighter than usual.

But the more this is the case, the clearer their eyes are, and the firmer their beliefs become.

After the training, a bold media person stopped Qiao Mingle and wanted to say a few words to her.

Qiao Mingle looked at the person who stopped her, and smiled meaningfully.

"It's an honor for Mr. Fu to pretend to be a young reporter to interview me", she said sarcastically.

Fu Xing didn't feel embarrassed at all.

He smiled back and said in a deep voice: "I'm here to watch the game, for you, to cheer for the Z national team." It just so happens that I'm okay now, so I borrowed the identity of a reporter to visit the class."

He was honest.

However, Qiao Mingle felt that they were not familiar enough to visit the class.

So he looked at Fu Xing suspiciously, "It's not that simple, is it?" Tell me something."

Fu Xing shook his head helplessly and sighed, "In your eyes, I'm really just a businessman who can't afford to be unprofitable?" I've always thought of you as a friend, and friends are going through the competition, so I'll see what's wrong? ”

Qiao Mingle had been observing his facial expressions, and he was very calm, not like he was lying.

"Then you've seen it too, I'm fine now, I'll be better when I play, can I go?" Qiao Mingle said casually.

"If you say it's good, then there must be no problem, no matter what, don't get hurt, there are several games waiting for you in the future", Fu Xing said with a smile, and reached out to pat Qiao Mingle's shoulder.

The next thing to play is the knockout game on the spot, and if you lose one game, you will be out, but he said that Qiao Mingle still has several games to play, that is, he believes that Qiao Mingle will lead the women's basketball team of country Z to the end.

Whether he is talking about making people happy or believing from the bottom of his heart, Qiao Mingle is very happy.

"Just say to you, if the Z national team wins the gold medal in this Olympic Games, I will participate in an interview show made by your company", others are friendly to her, and she will definitely smile back, but the principle must not be forgotten, "My appearance fee is very expensive, don't want to invite me for free."

Fu Xing couldn't help but raise his head and laugh.

After laughing, he stretched out his hand, "A word is a certainty".

The two shook hands, the two looked at each other and smiled, and the unpleasantness of the past disappeared.

Of course, the only one who was unhappy was Qiao Mingle, and Fu Xing's attitude towards Qiao Mingle was always the same.

The match was played in the afternoon local time.

In the morning, the team leader bought another hour of training time for the players.

This time it was not open to the public, and the players carried out tactical training against the opponent, and the effect was not bad.

An hour before the afternoon game, the players arrived by bus at the Olympic Park Basketball Stadium, where the game was held.

The competition entered the second round, and the number of people who came to watch the game also increased.

Bright national flags can be seen everywhere at the scene, and the shouts of cheering for the Z national team are also exceptionally neat and loud.

Qiao Mingle casually glanced at the audience seat during the warm-up, and his eyes suddenly stopped at one point.

Is she dazzled, how can she see someone who shouldn't be here! (To be continued.) )