you and the champion are mine

At twelve o'clock, the club opened the channel. In just ten minutes, the venue was full of people and the crowd was full of voices. This was an unreasonable thing for athletes.Because even if it is a national archery competition, the audience seats are sparse.

More than half of the fans present were Liao Tingyuan's fans. They were wearing white support uniforms and support hats, holding light signs and customized banners in their hands. They obviously regarded this as a rare idol meeting.

Song Yang was sitting in the open-air rest area, sighing with emotion in a low voice: "It's nice to have fans, this scene is like a concert."

The corners of Li Xun's mouth curved, not envious.He had seen grander scenes than this.

In international competitions, there will always be such a group of people, wearing bright red short-sleeved "Supporting Support", with national flag stamps on their faces, holding high red flags and banners, and there are simple five words printed on the huge banners - China Come on team.

It was a group of people regardless of age, nationality, region, or occupation. They crossed the river of time and space, met on the field, and were nervous, shouted, and shed tears for the bright red glory.

He rubbed Song Yang's head, hoping that one day, the wheat seedling in front of him could also usher in his own glorious glory.

After the humorous opening remarks by the two hosts, the exhibition match officially began.

In the first round of the knockout round, the distance is 30 meters, but the target is specially made by the club for this event. It is cut in half along the diameter of the target paper, leaving only a half circle, that is to say, when the athlete shoots outside the half circle , it is judged as off-target.

Athletes each have ten arrows in each round, and the top ten will be ranked in the top ten by adding up their total points. They will have a bye to advance to the third round, and the bottom ten will be eliminated directly.

The order is by lottery.

The first one to go up was Liu Haotian from Nantah University. Song Yang remembered this person, because Liu Haotian had been admitted to the hospital because of food poisoning in the friendly match years ago.

This person is average in strength, a little nervous, and the time to aim the target is very short, and every arrow is biased to the right.

Song Yang held the binoculars he borrowed from Wu Jianian, and did the math in his head: "It's only 30 meters away, how could he shoot the eight rings?"

Li Xun's simple analysis: "There are ten arrows in total, and if one is dropped, he will be eliminated directly. He uses the nine rings as a bull's-eye, so it is not easy to miss the target, and it is the safest way to shoot. Look, someone will definitely miss the target later, and more than one."

Song Yang put down the binoculars and turned to look at Li Xun.He folded his arms and looked calm, like a calm prophet.Song Yang knew that it was the peace that self-confidence gave him.

Halfway through the first round of knockout rounds, among the 91 players, the highest score was 71 and the lowest score was [-], and three of them missed the target.

Before it was Song Yang's turn to play, Li Xun counted the points with his fingers and explained the tactics: "There is no need to compete for a bye in the first round. Ten rings are dangerous. You can shoot ten nine rings. Don't be too nervous. Play as a game." That's it."

Song Yang made an "OK" gesture, and took the stage with a bow and arrow. A tall girl was with him.

The afternoon sun was very strong, and there was no sunshade in the open field. Song looked up at the target 30 meters away, squinted his eyes, and couldn't see clearly after the already small center of the circle was cut in half.

Watching it offstage and on the field are two completely different experiences. There are countless pairs of eyes staring at it, and the tension is doubled.The roar of the audience was so intense and restless that he couldn't clear his mind when no one around him was there.

Especially when looking at the 50.00% cut off with a single eye, there will be a distorted illusion, as if it is not a complete semicircle.

The referee whistled, and the two shot arrows at the same time. Song Yang's first arrow was an upward eight-ring.

Li Xun forgot his identity for a moment, and shouted from a distance of several meters: "Very well, press down on the sight again, don't be afraid."

The players around all looked over, but Li Xun didn't take it seriously, and took out his phone to record Song Yang.

On the field, a coach is to an athlete what a general is to an army, they are comrades-in-arms who are tightly bound by a rope.When Song Yang realized that he was not fighting alone, his self-confidence immediately increased a few degrees. After finding the state, he hit five nine rings and one ten ring in a row.

Li Xun took the lead in applauding: "Beautiful."

The master's encouragement and praise for the apprentice was useful, and Song Yang became more and more courageous as he fought.

Another arrow was released, hitting the tenth ring, and the audience erupted with applause.

Today, most of the spectators don't pay much attention to the competitive competition. To them, being able to hit ten rings at such a distance is simply miraculous. They shouted exaggeratedly, completely forgetting that there is a white support cap on their heads.

Song Yang finally got the highest score on the field, 92 rings, and directly advanced to the third round.

The last ones to play were Li Xun and Liao Tingyuan. Before they got to the shooting line, Liao Tingyuan's fans started cheering, shouting cheer words like "must win" and "number one".

Song Yang also knocked on the mineral water bottle in his hand to cheer for Li Xun, but his small voice could not withstand thousands of troops, it was completely covered by the sound waves resounding through the sky, and he could only take advantage of the short pause of the army to tear up his voice: "Brother Xun! Come on!"

His voice was crisp and clear, Li Xun recognized the little guy's voice, and looked back, they looked at each other and smiled as they did more than ten years ago.Song Yang sat in the front row and waved to him, with the sun shining on his head, smiling with a row of neat teeth.

He suddenly had an illusion of going back in time.

Up to now, he can still recall the feeling of Song Yang's cheek being poked, soft and slippery, like jelly.

He regretted it, he really should have kissed the little guy back then.

Liao Tingyuan looked at Li Xun from the sidelines. He had wheat-colored skin, short fluffy hair that was strewn casually, and calm and deep eyes.Wearing a cheap sportswear, under the black short sleeves are vigorous and smooth muscular arms, the protective gear on the chest draws out the outline of the muscles, and holds a red and black recurve bow in his hand.

Li Xun is too tall, Liao Tingyuan did not go over to shake hands with him as usual, but waved to the audience to interact, but accidentally found a girl wearing a support hat in the front row taking pictures of Li Xun.

His face changed suddenly, he faced the bull's-eye, and his eyes became stern.

When the whistle sounded, Li Xun raised his arm, pulled the bowstring to the bottom, pressed his jaw tightly, and the corner of his lips was pressed by the bowstring to make a shallow mark.

The audience held their breath in unison, and the water bottle in Song Yang's hand was crushed.

The moment the signal chip landed, Li Xun released it with his fingertips, and the reaction speed was frighteningly fast, almost accurate to 0.1 second. The shorter the time, the greater its accuracy.

The silver arrow pierced deeply into the bull's-eye, and even the small half of the arrow shaft didn't enter the target.

Song Yang clenched his fists and smiled "Yes". Even the host couldn't help raising his eyebrows, his mouth stretched into an oval, and the audience cheered enthusiastically, half applauding for Li Xun and half cheering for Liao Tingyuan.

On the screen in the distance are two enlarged archery targets. Li Xun starts with the tenth ring, and Liao Tingyuan hits the nineth ring.

Song Yang chatted triumphantly with the staff around him: "He must still be the tenth ring."

The man didn't believe it, so he bet with him that Liao Tingyuan's score would be higher in the end, and several hostesses who presented the awards joined together.

Those girls were all invited by the program group, and they didn't pay much attention to sports games at first sight, they just bet on their looks.When Song Yang heard them talking about Li Xun, he pricked up his ears.

"I prefer the short-haired one, who is tall and looks very secure."

The other smiled like a flower, and nodded vigorously: "And he is very nice, he even helped me carry things under the stage just now."

"You didn't ask for your phone number?"

"No, I didn't think about it at the time."

"Sweep after the competition in a while."

Song Yang turned his head and smiled kindly: "He is the archery coach of our school, and he already has a girlfriend."

"what……"

Song Yang was worried that they would not give up, so he stabbed him again: "Childhood sweethearts, we have known each other for more than ten years, they are already engaged, and even the hotel for the wedding has been booked."

Those girls couldn't hide their disappointment, so they bet on Liao Tingyuan to win, but things backfired. In the end, Li Xun crushed the audience with a high score of 98 points and advanced, while Liao Tingyuan only scored 94 points.

Wu Jianian was also watching the game in the back row, stretched his neck, and said quietly: "When did the coach get married, why don't I know?"

Song Yang was frightened and stuttered: "I, I, I, I only found out by accident." He was worried that Wu Jianian would run to confirm with Li Xun, so he specifically told him: "Don't tell the coach about this, he told me to Keep it a secret for him."

Wu Jianian: "And then you kept it a secret for him?"

"..." Song Yang was speechless, he knew that his image in Wu Jianian's mind from now on would definitely be a wicked ghost who talked behind his back.

Wu Jianian was thoughtful: "It's a good thing to be in love, why does he keep it a secret... Could it be that his girlfriend is ugly? Afraid we will gossip? Have you ever seen his girlfriend?"

The snowball can no longer roll, Song Yang said perfunctorily: "I don't know, hurry up and watch the game, how many people are there?"

It just so happened that Li Xun came over from the stage and asked, "What girlfriend? Wu Jianian, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Of course not, we were talking about you just now..." Wu Jianian half-spoken, felt his toes being stepped on, and stared at Song Yang with wide eyes, "Why are you stepping on me?"

"Sorry." Song Yang was so guilty, his cheeks were hot, he pulled Li Xun's wrist and walked out, "You accompany me to the bathroom."

Li Xun was dragged staggeringly by him, almost tripping over the bow and arrow rack, his chin hit Song Yang's shoulder, grinning in pain.

The players around all cast their gazes over in unison, as if they were saying——are you high school students?

Li Xun was taken away by the strength of Song Yang's hand, and his body was limp: "Do you still need to accompany me to the bathroom?"

"I'm not familiar..."

"I'm not familiar either."

"Then let's get acquainted together."

Under the sun, Song Yang's skin was pale and rosy, and Li Xun couldn't help poking his fleshy cheek.

Song Yang looked at him and touched the place where he was poked: "What's wrong? My face is dirty?"

"It's nothing." It's still as soft as when I was a child.

Li Xun sighed, implying something: "I suddenly want to eat jelly."

"Buy it, I'll buy it for you later, what flavor do you like?" Song Yang kept nagging, "Didn't you say you don't like snacks last time?"

Li Xun said, "I really like it now."

Song Yang: "Your taste is really hard to figure out."

"It's not difficult to figure out." The corner of Li Xun's mouth twitched, "If I like it, it won't change, and I will eat it for a lifetime."

At the end of the five rounds of knockout rounds, only the last four were left among the 62 players on the field. According to the ranking, they were Li Xun, Song Yang, Liao Tingyuan, and a girl named Wang Yu'er.

This girl was sitting behind Song Yang just now, and she bet along with her. The whole process was the same as Song Yang's, betting on Li Xun to win. Now the two of them nodded and smiled on the court.

This smile made Master Li sore again, he bumped Song Yang's arm: "For the competition, don't keep giving people secret glances, people won't be able to see them after this competition, if you want to pick, choose a more realistic one."

"Tch, our archery team has no girls."

"You have to choose..." The word "female" came out, and Li Xun swallowed hard, "Choose to fall in love in college? Your mother will tell me during the New Year, let me watch You, you are not allowed to have sex at school."

Song Yang was very surprised, and his voice was high-pitched: "My mother actually told you this!?"

"That's it." Li Xun shamelessly spread rumors, raised two fingers, pointed at his eyes in the air, and then pointed at Song Yang's, "I promised your mother to watch you, then I have to watch you, go home at night WeChat My friend checks for me."

"... I'm really sorry for your trouble."

"You're welcome, this is what a teacher should do."

The difficulty of the final round increased.The host announced the rules: "The shooting range is still 30 meters, each person has three arrows, and the time limit is 60 seconds. After standing on the firing line, our staff will blindfold the contestants, and the one with the highest total number of arrows will win."

Blindfolded archery is a plot that appeared in film and television dramas. The audience was in an uproar, and they didn't think there would be any high scores.

Song Yang has no idea. He has practiced for so long and has never tried shooting blindfolded. Although his muscles have a certain memory and know which direction to shoot, even a deviation of 0.1 centimeters will cause the arrow to deviate from the center, and the range of the arrow will be reduced. If it is farther away, it will miss the target directly.

For the sake of safety, two additional coaches were specially sent to watch the athletes at the scene of this round of competition.

The first player to play was Wang Kuanger, who was ranked fourth.

Song Yang observed an interesting detail. When the staff blindfolded her, she pulled the arrow from the quiver much slower than before, and used the other hand to check whether her arrow was resting in the center of the arrow rest.

Song Yang usually took a long time to aim at the target. He was worried that he would have the same problem, so he closed his eyes underneath and practiced the two movements of drawing and setting the arrow several times until it became smooth.

Li Xun stared at him without blinking, secretly scratched the bridge of his nose, then quickly turned around before his eyes, applauding the host.

Song Yang rubbed his nose, stretched out his hand to poke his side, Li Xun let out a hiss, pretending to be angry: "What are you doing?"

Song Yang whispered, "You do mine first."

Li Xun showed Oscar-level acting skills: "Who messed with you? What did I do to you?" He touched a piece of porcelain by the way: "You poked my waist so badly, how do you pay for it?"

Song Yang was also bad, and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity: "I'll give you a good massage when I get home at night, and I'm also good at cupping, so I'll give you one?"

"Who taught you this?"

"I'm self-taught. Our teacher even did experiments in physics class."

"Is it reliable? Don't order me. Tomorrow, it will be directly on the hot search. A certain man was cupped late at night and cremated on the spot."

Song Yang leaned his neck back and laughed like a goose, and then poohed several times after laughing, which means he is unlucky.

Wang Qiao'er's first arrow hit an eighth circle, but after that she didn't feel good, and the more she shot, the more she missed. Although she didn't miss the target, her total score was only [-], but this was already beyond the expectations of the audience.

Immediately afterwards, Liao Tingyuan came on stage. This idol weighed three tons. When he met Li Xun, he made a detour to avoid being short in the same frame. After a while, he felt that the eye mask was too colorful and did not match the color of his clothes.

He raised his bow and set his arrow, and the audience in the audience followed suit, and some audience shouted: "Brother Yuan! Lower the arrow!"

Liao Tingyuan became hesitant, adjusted the angle a little, and the people below shouted: "Liao Tingyuan! Believe in yourself!——"

Liao Tingyuan moved up a little more.

Just going up and down like this, the first two arrows took 50 seconds, and the results were not very satisfactory.

Because the eyes were blindfolded, the contestant could only judge the passage of time by feeling. When he hooked the third arrow, Li Xun said: "He is about to time out."

The audience in the front row was also aware of the time limit and reminded: "Liao Tingyuan, there are still five seconds left!"

The more people want to win, the more likely they will be disturbed by the atmosphere of the scene. Liao Tingyuan's last arrow was shot out without waiting for the signal chip to land, and it fell outside the target paper, with a total score of [-].

The moment he took off the blindfold, he gritted his molars and asked the host, which one was his first arrow.

"The one with five points..." The host added in order to save face for Liao Tingyuan, "Actually, you aimed quite well at the first shot just now, and then you heard someone shout, did you raise your arm a little bit, and finally It missed a bit, you should be more determined next time and believe in yourself."

"That's for sure." Liao Tingyuan had done a good job on the surface, but when he saw Song Yang's first arrow get a high score of nine rings, his face stretched as long as a horse.

The audience applauded him, pouted, and tapped the microphone twice perfunctorily.

Before Song Yang came on stage, Li Xun had told him to confirm the angle first, and then the angle of the head could not be moved—use the jaw to fix the position.

Because the basic movements of archers have muscle memory, just like those basketball stars who throw the ball blindfolded, they can still hit a three-pointer. The jaw is a support point for the bowstring. It depends on mentality and luck.

Song Yang is not afraid of the dark, because he can't see it, but it makes him more focused and has a more precise grasp of time.

He clearly heard his own breathing and heartbeat, as well as the sound of the landing signal.

"Bam—"

The arrow flew out.

The audience gasped and applauded.

The host opened his mouth and was stunned for three seconds before recovering his voice: "28 rings! This is too scary!" He joked, "I wonder if there is something wrong with this blindfold now. How do you usually practice yes?"

Song Yang took off the blindfold, checked the target, and was very satisfied with his results.Looking at the rest area for the first time, he grinned stupidly for a while before answering: "From the beginning to today, every movement of mine was taught by my master... His name is Li Xun, and he is much better than me."

The audience shouted again and again, and some even whistled.

Li Xun was numb from the innocent and fiery eyes. He completely forgot about the sneering just now, raised his eyebrows, and his eyes sparkled.

This scene happened to be recorded on the mobile phone by Wang Qiaoer, and then sent to the dormitory group.

【It's a pity that you didn't come...】

[Fuck!So handsome! 】

【Surprised! 】

[Didn't you just say that Liao is something? I didn't go because I thought he was too greasy. If there are other handsome guys, I would have gone earlier. 】

【Is there any photo?To be clear, the one sitting behind also needs it. 】

【You ask so much. 】

With the dialogue between Song Yang and the host, the audience has high expectations for Li Xun's next performance.

When Li Xun came on stage, he was enjoying the treatment of the stars. The two hosts blocked him and cared about his relationship with Song Yang.

"Are you from the same school?"

"Yeah." After Li Xun left Song Yang's line of sight, his face became paralyzed, and his voice was low, "I'm his coach."

"Wow, so you can say that the green is out of the blue..."

Another hostess interrupted: "Master hasn't made a move yet, maybe he will give us a perfect score."

Liao Tingyuan's face was ashen standing on the side.

The male host said: "This is too difficult, how do you feel, Li Xun? Are you confident?"

The 30-meter blind shot is a piece of cake for a world-class athlete. Li Xun came here today just to join in the fun. Song Yang signed up for him excitedly, and he didn't want to spoil the fun.

Li Xun thought for a while, turned around, and stepped towards Song Yang, with his lips pressed against the soft pinnae, and his eyes fell on the red tray in the distance.

He asked softly, "Which one of those gifts over there do you want?"