120. On the eve of the race, I was born before you
"Why aren't you asleep so late? Are you too anxious to sleep?"
The last day of the countdown to the World Championship Finals, the open-air balcony of the event hotel.
Jonathan came over proudly, holding two bottles of beer.
"Don't think too much. I was too stuffy so I came up here to enjoy the night breeze." Su Zhi looked at the endless city lights and replied calmly.
"Is that so~"
"Looking around the world now, in terms of personal strength, you are already the strongest one. There is really nothing to worry about."
He casually handed her one of the bottles of beer and shrugged, "Unfortunately, glory is a team game, not an individual's glory."
"So, the only ones who can make you anxious are those four guys."
Su Zhi smiled, took the wine from his hand, opened the lid and took a sip.
"Don't think you are just speculating. Besides, the four of them are not as bad as you think. Don't look down on them."
“I don’t look down on them.”
Jonathan smiled aggrievedly: "On the contrary, every member of EC has impressed me, especially you, Su King."
"If you were born a few years earlier, maybe we could have become teammates fighting side by side on the court and won multiple championships together."
"But unfortunately, I am too old now and can't do it anymore~"
"Well, let me think about it. What is the phrase in your country that would describe it?"
"That's right!" He snapped his fingers and said slowly as if reciting, "When I was born, you were not yet born. When you were born, I was already old!"
Su Wei was rarely amused by him: "You fake foreigner, you know a lot?"
"Of course not," he casually brushed his slightly long golden curly hair and showed an especially greasy and devilish smile: "After all, I have studied in China for a few years."
Hearing this, Su Wei chuckled and said nothing more. Her dark amber eyes reflected the lights of thousands of homes under the twilight sky.
She was obviously smiling, but for some reason, Jonathan felt that her smile looked a little lonely.
"Su, aren't you happy?"
Su Zhi did not answer this question.
She raised her head and took another sip of wine. She placed one elbow on the railing, propped her chin with her palm and spoke to herself,
"Coach Joe, you may not believe this, but this is actually my third time in the World Championship Finals."
"The third time?" Jonathan raised his eyebrows and thought about it seriously. After a moment, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
"You said you weren't anxious, but aren't you so anxious that you're going into a schizophrenia and talking nonsense?"
He looked sympathetic and patted her shoulder. "But don't worry, I won't tell anyone else that you are a psychopath for the time being."
Facing his insults, Su Zhi didn't care and continued to talk: "But the previous two times, both ended badly."
"For the first time, the teammate I trusted the most betrayed me."
"The second time, my body gave way to me."
"But this time, I think God will finally be kind to me, right?"
After she finished speaking, she suddenly chuckled, then tilted her head back and drank the rest of the wine.
Jonathan's nonchalance faded a little when he heard her words that didn't sound like a joke.
"It sounds like you take this competition very seriously?"
He curled his lips and jokingly asked, "What if you fail tomorrow and don't win the championship?"
"I won't fail." Su Zhi's voice was calm, but extremely confident.
Just don't let any other shit like teammates betraying you or you dying unexpectedly happen.
"Of course," she chuckled and said in an exaggerated tone, "If I really hadn't won the championship, I guess I would have really died."
There is a saying that goes, "The first time you make a great effort, the second time you will lose strength, and the third time you will be exhausted."
Failures too many times will become a knot in your heart. If you don't untie this knot, your life will be no different from that of a dead corpse.
"It's just a failure, and you're going to give up your life?" Jonathan frowned, "Su, I didn't expect you to be such an idiot!"
Hearing this, Suzhi knew that Jonathan had misunderstood her meaning.
But it was late at night and she didn't plan to explain any further.
"Okay, this old student, the coach is also equivalent to a teammate behind the scenes."
She looked at him, her sparkling eyes reflecting the vast stars: "You were born when I was not yet born, if our hearts are of the same mind, why worry about birth and aging?"
"May we all return victorious tomorrow, without any regrets!"
After she finished speaking, she lifted up the empty bottle of wine, clinked it lightly with his, then turned and left.
Jonathan leaned against the railing, staring at her slender figure until she disappeared.
"If our hearts are of the same frequency, why worry about birth and aging~"
He repeated this sentence in a low voice, and at the end, he suddenly curled his lips and looked up at the sky full of brilliant stars as if he was drunk.
These words really touched him.