[Tag: dual heroines | time travel | sports competition | entertainment industry | sadomasochistic redemption | growth]
On the eve of his debut, Lin Zhaowan collapsed.
No one remembers that she was a national badminton prodigy who became a god in the World Championships at the age of 16. They only remember that she lost to Han Xuyan in the Olympics at the age of 17 and was nailed to the pillar of shame and scolded for two whole years. Even when she went to South Korea to become a trainee, she was scolded as a "treasonous deserter" and "a sinner who betrayed her talent."
When she opened her eyes again, she was actually lying on the bed in the dormitory of the training base.
Nothing has happened yet. She is still the talented girl who is hailed as the "future of national badminton" by the entire Internet. She does not have overwhelming obscenities, nor does she have the reputation of "not thinking about the ball."
Everyone is waiting for her. Wait for her to defeat her old enemy Han Xuyan, wait for her to stand on the highest podium of the Olympic Games, wait for her to write the legend of Chinese women's badminton for another ten years.
But only Lin Zhaowan knew it. Her soul comes from the person she was in the practice room two years later until she ran out of gas.
The girl Yin Zhiyuan who accompanied her through all the scorn and darkness is still somewhere in South Korea, waiting to get to know her.
Xu Jingyi, Guoyu's childhood sweetheart, still doted on her to no avail, but gradually saw through the tiredness and strangeness that could not be hidden in her eyes.
The cold-faced rival Han Xuyan stared at her across the net, her tone as cold as ice: "Lin Zhaowan, you seem to be afraid of me?"
The racket is in my hand, and the stage is hidden in my heart. This time, is she going to wear the gold medal and live the way everyone wants? Or take off your team uniform and run for that love that no one knows about?
