The Olympics Ended with a Thousand Lines of Tears, but the Xianxia Opened with a Few Lines of Calamity

"Houston's flowers don't only bloom in the summer of Paris" "The man who goes up the mountain meets the god who comes down the mountain" "Beijing Grand Slam, do I still have to buy my own tickets?" "I promised to propose after winning the gold medal, but you didn't believe it" Because of an Olympic mistake, I, Jiang Yifei, who was ranked number one in the world, fell off the altar, was abandoned by the national team, was abandoned by my mixed doubles partner Ye Xinglan, who had been playing since childhood, and was abandoned by everyone. I spent 415 days in a haze of smoking and drinking, relying on the numbness of alcohol to dream the sweet dreams I wanted to have. Finally, I dreamed that I was standing on the highest podium of the Los Angeles Olympics in the United States, holding the gold medal in three categories, and proposed to Xinglan, who had been with me for 18 years, but suddenly " "Reality" brought me closer to Xianxia's time travel, which made me wonder if this was a real-life version of "Inception" happening to me. It wasn't until I went through the tribulations in this Xianxia map with a modern face that I finally understood what real reality is and what is a dream that cannot be returned.