That night, because of the relapse of his old injury, Lin Yiyang urgently went to the team doctor for treatment.
The third day is also the last day of competition in the pool hall.
At the beginning of the morning, it was the men's snooker singles match.
Lin Yiyang and Meng Xiaodong repelled Asian players of the same level in their respective group matches and successfully joined forces in the finals. When the two stood by the table and were about to compete for the gold medal, Jiang Yang felt emotional off the field: "If I hadn't had the surgery, it wouldn't have been so easy for the two of them." Others said this was bragging, but Jiang Yang said it was true .
After all, Jiang Yang still felt regretful that he couldn't play single snooker in the rare Asian Games, and asked Li Qingyan, who also had no chance to play beside him: "Eh? Tell me, if the three of us don't retire, will it be your life?" Haven't had a chance to play in this arena?"
After finishing speaking, I was not satisfied, and then said: "The life expectancy of our profession is too long. They all retire in their forties. I guess you are really dead."
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Fan Wenchao didn't quite understand, and whispered to Wu Wei: "Is this person having a grudge against him?"
Wu Wei smiled dryly, and whispered: "This man is Yin Guo's childhood sweetheart. It seems that he has had a good time, or chased after Yin Guo. Did you forget? Last year in a New York hotel? Meng Xiaodong said it."
Oh... it's him.
It's no wonder that Jiang Yang was merciful.
At ten o'clock in the morning, the first gold medal of the day - the men's individual snooker gold medal accidentally fell into the hands of Meng Xiaodong.
But Lin Yiyang was defeated and won the silver medal.
Although Meng Xiaodong's world ranking in the snooker list is higher than that of Lin Yiyang, his state is not good this year, which is well known to the commentators and fans.
In fact, from the first round of the two-person final, Meng Xiaodong already felt that Lin Yiyang was struggling to win.
In this kind of large-scale international competition, how many pairs of eyes are watching the live broadcast, even if Lin Yiyang is struggling, he can't slack off, otherwise he will be accused of "cracking the match".
Fortunately, the team doctor reported to the Asian Organizing Committee when he was treating his injury yesterday, which was an early warning.
Lin Yiyang tried his best to complete the snooker finals despite the relapse of his old injury, which completely induced his injury to explode in the afternoon.
After lunch, Lin Yiyang's shoulders were completely swollen, and he applied ice for the whole process, waiting to play.
The 10-ball game starts at two o'clock.
The opponent in the group stage was not too strong. He survived to the semi-finals and faced a famous Indian player who was also the favorite to win the men's 10-goal championship.
Lin Yiyang is a professional player of 9-ball and snooker, basically anyone who plays 9-ball will appear on the 8-ball list. So these three are the main items for Lin Yiyang.
10 balls is just enough.
Both Lin Yiyang and Meng Xiaodong were made up temporarily, because there were no good players to play.
In a normal state of health, he can still fight his opponent. At this time, his arm is completely useless, and the gap becomes obvious. At the beginning of the third round, he had to switch the club to the other hand from time to time to relieve the pain.
Although Lin Yiyang couldn't see that he was in severe pain, everyone in the Chinese team knew that the captain hadn't felt well since last night.
Lin Yiyang's opponent also noticed this, and asked Lin Yiyang softly in English: Is there any problem
Lin Yiyang shook his head and replied in English: Continue.
Taking advantage of the gap, the referee asked him if he had any problems? Need to pause the game
Lin Yiyang shook his head and refused again.
He is aware of his old injuries, and there is no game for a timeout unless he retires.
But they all made it to the semi-finals, so it's a pity to retire.
He left the field and returned to the rest area of the Chinese team. Before he had time to drink a sip of water, he was already standing shoulder to shoulder with Jiang Yang, watching Lin Yiyang's game intently.
"Fortunately, you made it to the final," Jiang Yang said, "Is the gold medal okay?"
"I don't know," Meng Xiaodong said honestly, "It's not my main project."
Jiang Yang nodded.
"Fortunately, 10 goals is not our strong point," Wu Wei said from the side, "otherwise he would definitely be sprayed."
Don't even think about it, say "wasting quota" or something.
Fortunately, in this event, the Chinese team has little chance of winning the championship, and there are no good players.
Yin Guo stared at the live broadcast screen intently.
Lin Yiyang picked up his cup, took a sip of water, and put it back on the table.
When he touched his club, he felt that his arm was not strong. He explained to the referee with regret that his shoulder was uncomfortable, could he take off his vest
After the referee applied, he was granted permission.
Lin Yiyang quickly took off his black vest, handed it over to the head coach, and returned to the table wearing a white shirt.
Holding his breath, he picked up a powder in his left hand and wiped his club head...
In fact, I am trying to restore myself to a little state.
This breath received 2 balls in a row.
There is only ball 10 left on the table, if you collect this, you win.
He drew the club slowly, his shoulder had seriously affected his arm movement, but he still hit the white ball smoothly. With a soft sound, only he could hear it, the white ball flew out and hit the number 10 ball.
At the second of impact, he probably guessed that the ball was hanging.
Finally, the 10 ball hit the bottom pocket and bounced out.
Gasps all over the place.
It's a pity that the last goal was missed.
Lin Yiyang is equivalent to giving up the ticket to the final that he has obtained to his opponent.
Knowing that he had done his best, he straightened up, walked up to the Indian player, stretched out his right hand, and congratulated the opponent in advance for winning the game.
The Indian player smiled, held his left hand tightly, and said, "It's an honor."
"It's an honor." He also smiled back.
The entire audience applauded because of this handshake.
Then take two steps back and watch your opponent pocket the 10 ball in the lower pocket.
After the game, Lin Yiyang returned to the rest area.
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He unbuttoned a few buttons with one hand, and applied emergency ice compresses with the help of the team doctor. Surrounded by two team doctors and the head coach, the shirt was completely unbuttoned, and the upper body was exposed in the encirclement of the Chinese team. He sat there silently and let the team doctor deal with it.
Yin Guo looked at him worriedly behind the team doctor.
Lin Yiyang seemed to notice something, raised his eyes, looked around, found Yin Guo's location, and shook his head at her, meaning: It's okay.
ten minutes later.
The event organizer notified Lin Yiyang to play for the 10-goal bronze medal.
After Lin Yiyang discussed with the head coach, there was only 10 minutes of rest, and there was no way to play, and it was completely useless if he played hard. In order to keep the team snooker match tonight, Lin Yiyang and the head coach unanimously decided to withdraw from the match.
With the help of the team doctor, he fastened the buttons one by one, tucked the shirt back into the waistband of his trousers, and was about to re-tie the belt when Yin Guo took it with both hands. She helped him fasten the metal buckle, and after he left the seat, she gently tugged the shirt flat.
Under the eyes of the audience, Lin Yiyang walked into the arena and bowed solemnly to apologize.
"Lin Yiyang's old injury has relapsed. It's a pity that he can only stop in the semi-finals in the 10-ball event," the commentator said with regret, "Let's hope that he can recover in the evening and return to the men's snooker team on the field."
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In the end, the men's 10-ball gold medal belonged to the Indian team.
Meng Xiaodong took back the silver medal.
Four p.m.
The women's 6 red ball snooker gold medal was produced and belonged to the Hong Kong team of China.
Lin Lin took off a silver medal.
Yin Guo stopped in the semi-finals, but this was already a surprise result for her. After all, she was a novice who was forced to train in order to get a spot. She was different from Lin Lin, who grew up in snooker and 9-ball.
Yin Guo returned to the rest area and sat down beside Lin Yiyang.
Lin Yiyang was wearing his team uniform, but his upper body was actually naked, and he was applying ice packs. He was waiting for the final team match.
"You people in Dongxin City... are all snooker and 9-ball doubles?" Yin Guo chatted with him in order to relieve his pressure, "It's too cruel."
Lin Yiyang smiled and stroked her hair: "Go back and teach you, come back next time."
"Um."
In the gold medal list and the overall ranking that are updated at any time, China is still the same as in the past.
"The weightlifting team won all the gold medals again," the head coach sighed regretfully, "We are still weak."
Everyone finally looked at the head coach in unison—
Why don't you compare with the diving team, not only the full package, but also the full score of 10 points to shock the audience...
The head coach not only wants to refresh the list, but also refreshes it in several social media in turn.
"Ouyou, our captain is gone." The head coach showed everyone the newly refreshed one.
I don't know which fan was quick enough to take a picture of Lin Yiyang taking off his shirt and applying ice to heal his injuries, and uploaded it on the Internet. Jiang Yang glanced, saw this photo, curled his lips: "Do you know that you have to show yourself like this, and your muscles are so beautiful?"
Lin Yiyang knew that everyone was deliberately joking, with only one purpose, to relieve each other's pressure.
So I didn't say anything, and let everyone laugh.
He estimated his condition, asked the team doctor for painkillers, took it in his mouth, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water, and swallowed the medicine. All I can think about is the evening game, and there are only two team games left - the men's snooker team and the women's 9-ball team.
Yin Guo, Lin Lin and Liu Xiran were not too worried about losing the gold medal.
Women's 9-ball is China's strongest sport, and it's a combination of the top three, so don't worry about it.
The difficulty is their three big men.
Now my own injury has relapsed, Jiang Yang has just recovered from surgery, Meng Xiaodong is in unstable condition, and the three of them are not in the best condition.
"How is it?" Jiang Yang walked up to Lin Yiyang, and asked in a relaxed tone, "Can you last the whole audience?"
He nodded, it was fine to grit his teeth, but he really couldn't use his full strength: "The arms don't work hard."
"Coincidentally," Jiang Yang said with a smile, "Your brother and I are the same, my arms are not too strong." But there is no way, the juniors behind are not good enough when signing up, and Li Qingyan is only in the top 20, not qualified at all. Play the Asian Games.
The two looked at Meng Xiaodong at the same time, he was the only healthy person.
Meng Xiaodong felt that the two of them seemed to be digging a hole for him. When dealing with these two from Dongxin City, he still preferred to be an opponent. Being a brother... I'm still not at ease.
Jiang Yangyu patted Meng Xiaodong on the shoulder earnestly: "Lin Yiyang and I are both objectively injured, and you are subjectively psychological. Overcoming it depends entirely on you."
Meng Xiaodong was silent for a while, then nodded.
He will be the next main force. The sixth son in Dongxin City has already contributed the most strength, and it's time for Meng Laoliu in Beicheng.