Chapter 1441 Losing on Both Sides

"So few people?" As soon as she entered the Peace and Friendship Stadium, Zhang Yan excitedly held a SLR and took pictures of the stadium, but found large areas of empty seats.

"This is not a sport that Greeks like," Feng Yiping took them to find seats, thinking that it was better to have fewer people, so that there would be no need to worry too much about safety issues.

Anyway, he would never dare to watch European football matches where riots often occur.

"Maybe more later," Jin Ling said.

She was actually not interested in these, but it was not good to stay on the boat and sleep.

When we and the Russian girls entered the Peace and Friendship Stadium, which can accommodate 13,000 people, at least two-thirds of the seats were empty. The main spectators were naturally fans from China and our international students in Europe.

The hardcore fans were very excited. From the moment the athletes entered the stadium, they tirelessly waved the bright five-star red flag on their seats.

Zhang Yan was no less excited, she cupped her hands into a megaphone and excitedly shouted "Feng Kun, Feng Kun,"

Feng Kun, the captain of this women's volleyball team and also the setter, is her favorite player.

Jin Ling looked at Zhang Yan in surprise. This little girl is usually very quiet, but she didn't expect that she would be so enthusiastic now.

"Do you think we will win tonight?" Jin Ling asked.

"It's very difficult. Our main player, Zhao Ruirui, who ranked first in offense and third in blocking in last year's World Cup and could threaten the opponent as long as she was on the court, only played for 50 seconds in the first game and withdrew from the game due to a bone fracture."

"This is not only a very morale-damaging event, but also has a real impact on our overall strength. Not only did we lose a general, but because of the rule that players who are absent due to injuries cannot be replaced, this women's volleyball team, from the beginning, relied on 11 people to fight against 12 people from other national teams."

"But look at Russia again. Not only is the lineup full, but in the last game, they just completed a stunning reversal against Brazil, and their morale is also high."

"So we are not optimistic?" She, an outsider, only cares about the outcome.

"It's hard to say. Our technology is quite comprehensive, especially the tactics of this session, which is praised as "Chinese wisdom". From time to time, you will be amazed. This time, maybe it will bring us surprises."

Jin Ling rolled her eyes at him, "You can only talk nonsense. Can't you be more straightforward?"

I'm still angry now.

"You think I don't want to be decisive? But how can I be decisive in this situation?"

Is it okay to keep pressing like this?

Zhang Yan glanced at the two of them and said simply, "I believe we can win!"

"Yes, I also believe that we will definitely win in the end," Feng Yiping said with a smile.

"Principles are really rare things," Jin Ling glanced at him and muttered softly.

"What's even rarer is the accurate grasp and decision of the future," Feng Yiping said.

"Then you conclude that Russia will definitely lose?"

"Yes, I believe it,"

"I don't believe it, I just think the Russian team will win," Jin Ling said unconvinced.

"Keep your voice down," Feng Yiping pulled her hand. If the domestic fans in front heard this and they recognized her identity, it might become a small accident.

The president of a well-known domestic company supports our opponent at the Olympics? If such a thing spreads on domestic forums, it will definitely cause everyone's disgust.

"Look at your timid look," Jin Ling glanced at Feng Yiping.

Am I timid? I am..., okay, Feng Yiping lowered his head silently.

"Do you dare to bet?" She looked at Feng Yiping provocatively.

"What to bet on?" Feng Yiping asked.

"Bet..." Jin Ling really couldn't think of a good condition for a while.

If it is what he wants, if it can be confirmed through this game, he will certainly win, but he can't be said to have lost anyway.

So Jin Ling was a little unwilling to bet on such conditions. Do I need to rush again?

"Money?" Feng Yiping suggested with a smile.

"Will you care?" Jin Ling rolled his eyes at him.

"Who said I don't care? Don't you care?"

Usually Jin Ling would definitely care, but this time, why would she care?

"Just bet on one thing," Zhang Yan suggested on the side, "the loser will unconditionally promise the winner one thing,"

"Zhang Yan's suggestion is very good, unconditional, how about it, do you dare?" Jin Ling raised his chin and said to Feng Yiping.

"Unconditional, that is, there is no principle in that matter, this, not good," Feng Yiping pretended to shirk.

"Can you be more straightforward and stop being so fussy?" Jin Ling had already raised her hand.

"Well," Feng Yiping tried to look a little hesitant as he went forward, and with a "snap", their bet was officially concluded.

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"Hush," with a loud whistle, the final event of the women's volleyball team in this Olympic Games officially kicked off.

Jin Ling, a very amateur spectator, was the one who watched the game most seriously at this time, but she immediately slapped her knee hard, "What's going on?"

At the beginning of the game, amid the cheers of Russian fans and the flashes of light, the Russian team's No. 5, Chachikova, well, there are many "kids" on the Russian team, may be a little excited, so she hit the ball out of bounds beautifully.

Zhang Yan glanced at Jin Ling over there, "You and President Jin, are you okay?"

Feng Yiping was a little nervous, she wouldn't notice anything, right?

"You will get used to it slowly. President Jin is almost in charge of all domestic affairs. It's very stressful. Every time we meet, I can't help but be criticized by her."

"Oh," Zhang Yan glanced at Feng Yiping, "President Jin is under a lot of pressure,"

"How about, with the same conditions, let's make a bet?" Feng Yiping said.

"We both support the national team, how can we bet?"

"It's simple, we can bet on the outcome of each game," Feng Yiping said.

"I won't," Zhang Yan should have sensed Feng Yiping's confidence and simply refused.

Feng Yiping was a little disappointed. It would be great if he could solve two difficult problems with this game!

Okay, I was a little greedy.

The game on the field was going on fiercely. The masters were fighting, and they were straightforward. Both sides attacked and defended, but most of the time, the winner was determined after only two rounds.

It was only a little over three minutes after the start, and the two sides had already tied four times.

The Russian team won in morale, physical strength and height, while the Chinese girls won in flexible tactics.

As the second game came to an end, Feng Yiping and Zhang Yan could not hide their solemnity, while Jin Ling could not suppress her joy on her face, "Hey, have you noticed that the head coach of the Russian team is actually quite cute."

Cute? The head coach of the Russian team, Karpoli, is a famous roarer. No matter whether he wins or loses, he always roars at the top of his lungs on the sidelines. More than once, his roar can stubbornly stand out from the cheers.

"Hush," as the whistle sounded, after the first game, the Chinese team lost to the Russian team by two points, 25:27.

"Yeah!" Jin Ling jumped up waving his fist.

Competitive sports have such charm that even laymen can be quickly infected by it.

"Let me remind you that Russia achieved a reversal against the Brazilian team, which was sure to win, when it fell behind in the first two games," Feng Yiping said.

"Haha, I don't care about history, I only enjoy the present,"

"But history is often amazingly repeated,"

"Can't afford to lose?" Jin Ling shut him up with one sentence.

However, in the third game, the Russian team almost repeated the mistakes of the Brazilian team, making mistakes one after another, and the roar of Mr. Karpoli became more and more powerful.

But this did not help the situation.

In the third game, they lost to China 20:25. During the timeout, Karpoli's roar became more and more fierce. In the fourth game, the Russian team lost to China again with a score of 22:25.

"Can he not be so fierce?" Jin Ling said with a clenched fist.

So, this woman's mind is fast.

In this last and most crucial game, Karpoli seemed to have restrained herself. Every time she paused, she was very friendly, but it still didn't help. Although she chased very closely and each ball would go back and forth for several rounds, the Chinese team always maintained a two-point advantage.

When the venue was changed, the Chinese team led 8:6. The fans on the sidelines had long been unable to sit still and had all stood up.

Soon, with a fierce spike from the No. 4 position, we widened the score advantage to 3 points, leading 11:8.

However, Russia also played very tenaciously and quickly chased the score to 11:12.

Jin Ling also unconsciously changed camps at this time. Together with Zhang Yan, he looked at the Russian main attacker Gamova who was serving and said, "Mistake, mistake,"

Gamova played very steadily, but our performance was better. Zhang Ting's beautiful back fast won us another key point.

Karpoli's disappointment, to be honest, Feng Yiping felt a little sad when he saw it.

Amid the cheers of Chinese fans, the women's volleyball team blocked the ball and scored another point, 14:11. After two and a half hours of the game, we were three points ahead in the final game and reached the match point.

Russia was indeed very tenacious. Facing the high-spirited Chinese team, they actually scored another point and changed the score to 14:12.

At the scene, how should I put it? It should be more tense to watch than to play - except for Feng Yiping.

The last ball, of course, only Feng Yiping knew that this was the last ball. You went back and forth several times, and finally, Zhang Yuehong made a beautiful spike and won the final game with 15:12.

At this moment, the commentator seemed to be stupid. It was rare for him to be quiet. Jin Ling was a little confused. Just as she was about to ask a question, she saw that the girls on the court had already hugged each other excitedly. The coaches and substitutes outside the court dropped the things in their hands and ran to the court like flying. Everyone hugged each other excitedly, not laughing, but crying!

"We won!" Feng Yiping stood up and said loudly, his eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Such a scene made him unable to control himself.

At this moment, there were too many people on the field crying with excitement.

The girls of the Chinese team were crying, but these were tears of victory.

The Russian side, from the coach to the players, was also crying, but they were sad.

No. 11 Gamova, who posed a huge threat to us, threw her towel on the ground with tears, looked up at the sky, but tears still flowed down her cheeks.

"We won!" Zhang Yan, with red eyes, pushed Feng Yiping away, hugged Jin Ling and jumped and laughed.

"I lost," Jin Ling glanced at Feng Yiping, "I made this choice, I knew that I would lose either way,"

Looking at the tears in her eyes, Feng Yiping felt his heartache very clearly.

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