The Self-Cultivation of a Reborn Massage Therapist

Chapter 28 Fantasy Scenes

Li Ying's knee is an open injury, and without heat protection, every attempt to lift it only exacerbates the injury.

She and her team believed that Zhao Xiaochui was idle all day long, only showing up for massages at the agreed time, but no one knew the price this young man paid for it.

How could he possibly have the time to systematically study sports medicine?
However, no one at the scene was paying attention to this place anymore. The team doctor team was exchanging ideas with serious expressions, and the handsome middle-aged man's hands were still working, with fine beads of sweat seeping from his forehead.

"We can't take any risks. We must be conservative and declare a heavy weight. Otherwise, even if we win the championship, there will be hidden dangers at the Olympics two months later."

This is a professionally certified in the industry, and an expert holding a national senior certificate. Li Ying would listen carefully to what such a person had to say.

"131 kilograms!"

"Don't rush, let's check the weight reports from other teams first."

“The advantage is on us.”

…………

The countdown to reporting weight has started.

Chen Yanqing's team is very quiet.

One veteran and two old men just watched silently, showing no intention of going on the field again.

"Su Tingting, reported weight 131 kg. After failing to lift 128 kg on her second attempt, she lifted 3 kg higher."

"Liao Yunxian, also reported weight 131 kilograms."

"Chen Yanqing, Chen Yanqing hasn't reported the weight yet. Let's zoom in, uh~"

The scene shifts rapidly. After observing Chen Yanqing's team, who remained inactive, Li Ying's team, ignoring them, finally revealed their weight:

"131 kilograms."

"..."

Chen Yanqing was unwrapping the bandages from her wrist when she smiled and asked the two old men, "Should we scare them a little and teach those young people a lesson?"

The veteran coach looked at his student with pity and asked the old man next to him for his opinion.

The meritorious old man shook his head with a wry smile and said nothing, meaning let his disciple have his fun.

This disciple, covered in injuries, had long since completed the task assigned to her by the state. 129 kilograms was her limit, as well as the limit of the veteran. If she were to go on the field again, it was hard to say what would happen to other parts of Chen Yanqing's body, but her wrist would definitely be seriously injured.

"Tap tap." The veteran doctor applied the pain relief technique twice more, and Chen Yanqing's expression eased slightly. She smiled, raised her hand to the competition assistant, and, under everyone's watchful eyes, softly announced her weight:
"133 kilograms!" Whether I can do it or not, I'm just teasing you guys.

"..." The scene suddenly fell silent for a moment, then returned to its noisy state.

They're all seasoned foxes, why are they playing these ghost stories? Let alone this weight, given Chen Yanqing's current condition, 129 kilograms is already her limit. If she dares to go on, countless chief team doctors on site will be willing to eat barbells!
Li Ying opened her eyes, glanced over there, and couldn't help but smile.

"How about it?"

The handsome middle-aged man was already covered in sweat: "I will try my best to keep my knee from deteriorating too much, and I will have a minor surgery to adjust it as soon as I win the championship, so that I can make sure I am in good recovery training before the Olympics."

At that moment, no one could have imagined the miracle Zhao Xiaochui had created.

Everyone was just glad that, just to be on the safe side, they had spent money to hire a handsome middle-aged man.

"Thank you for your hard work."

Li Ying did not warm up with a training barbell.

He simply waited quietly for his moment to step up and decide the fate of the world.

As for Chen Yanqing, Li Ying, like everyone else, didn't believe she would have any chance of playing again.

…………

"Hey~"

A deep greeting came from the corner of the wall.

Chen Yanqing momentarily forgot her pain and laughed out loud at that feigned mature voice.

"what happened?"

"Does that old man only know how to relieve pain?"

The veteran coach, a master who had maintained his sharp hearing and eyesight, naturally heard the young man's question. He couldn't help but roll his eyes, but remained silent. He and the old coach exchanged a glance, and then the two old foxes pretended nothing had happened, engaging in a perfunctory discussion.

Kids these days always have a heroic spirit. They know their disciple well and know that Chen Yanqing won't do anything reckless, so they're happy to pretend they don't know anything and watch the show from the sidelines.

Chen Yanqing was amused by the two old men's appearance. She looked around and saw that everyone's attention was focused on the competition and no one was paying attention to this side, so she stepped over.

Perhaps this was her physical limit, for her steps were also somewhat unsteady.

Zhao Xiaochui raised an eyebrow, abandoning his childish attempt at provocation, and asked in a respectful tone:
"Look, you've taken off your wristband. Aren't you going to play?"

"Yes," Chen Yanqing readily admitted.

Zhao Xiaochui stared at the scarred hand and asked softly:
"Can I...can I touch it?"

"certainly,"

"Just for that cheer of encouragement," Chen Yanqing said silently in her heart.

However, after looking down at her legs, she said helplessly, "I can't squat down for now."

Therefore, what is a legend, what is a role model, what is the spirit of sports? The athletes with countless injuries before us are telling the whole story.

Zhao Xiaochui slowly stood up, his warm right hand outstretched.

At this moment, there were no cameras, no colleagues, no audience. There was only a handyman from a 60-yuan massage parlor and a legend in the sports world.

"You just put your wrist on it, and then, if..."

Zhao Xiaochui scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and said:

"I mean, if I were to fall, please help me if possible."

"How could you possibly fall?" Chen Yanqing felt she was laughing more often today, but thinking of the child's previous situation, she nodded, "Don't worry, I won't let you fall."

As she spoke, she waved her hand, and the veteran coach who had been watching the show stood beside her.

What are the risks of placing your wrist on your palm?
Neither of the two old men watching the play stopped them.

…………

"Ma Lingling lifted it up, but her steps were unsteady. Looking at the referee's decision, three red lights. What a pity."

"Next up is veteran Liao Yunxian, also weighing 131 kilograms."

"It's her signature move: take a deep breath, measure the barbell, and give it her all in the final moments of the competition within the time limit."

"This veteran is very experienced, and every move he makes seems to be designed to test the opponent's mentality."

"However, this is the final championship battle, and at this point, strength will be the deciding factor."

"Okay, she's putting in the effort, success! Liao Yunxian, Liao Yunxian, 131 kg, currently in first place overall."

"Next up is Li Ying from the Beijing team. News from backstage says that Chen Yanqing is considering giving up her third lift. If there are no surprises, this will be the last lift of this competition, and this lift will also determine who wins the championship."

"Okay, we see Li Ying receiving a massage backstage."

"The countdown to the test lift has begun."

"Li Ying remained calm and composed, clearly confident in her abilities."

At this moment, the camera zoomed in with a wide shot, capturing the entire Beijing team: Li Ying sitting on a lounge chair with her eyes closed, resting, surrounded by her busy team.

The most eye-catching person was the handsome middle-aged man giving Li Ying a relaxing massage.

This was a scene Zhao Xiaochui had once dreamed of, to have his efforts displayed on the big screen. Unfortunately, according to the Beijing team, his contract had ended, and as a temporary worker, he had to leave the field early.

"Where's the little hammer?"

"At Fatou, many people raised this question, and then seemed to understand something, letting out a deep sigh."

"I'm injured, I can't lift it!"

"I'm injured, I can't lift it!"

In the KTV, Liu Li clasped her hands together and uttered the most vicious curse.

(End of this chapter)