you and the champion are mine

As the sun rose, the commercial vehicle stopped at the main entrance of the venue, and the teams got off one after another. Each team member carried two sets of equipment, one for competition and one for spare.

Li Xun got off the car with the translator and the team doctor and walked last. However, he is not an athlete today and cannot enter the inspection area, so he had to say goodbye.

After perfunctory with the team leader for a while, he turned his attention back to Song Yang and asked, "Are you nervous?"

This is the first time for Song Yang to participate in an international competition, and he is facing foreign opponents. It is unrealistic to say that he is not nervous, and this nervousness is directly proportional to the desire to win the ranking.

From getting off the car to now, his heart hasn't slowed down, and it has caught up with the speed of last night when he stole the kiss.

He held Li Xun's right hand and put it on his heart: "Feel it."

"It's really fast."

"I suspect I have a heart attack."

"That's not the case. It was the same for me in the final." Li Xun was so absorbed in his feelings that he didn't notice that the coaches and players around him were all looking at them with meddling eyes.

Until Song Yang pushed his arm away: "Hey, I let you feel it, I didn't let you rub it blindly."

Li Xun leaned into his ear and said in an inaudible voice, "You are so sensitive."

Song Yang's forehead was bubbling with smoke.

Li Xun turned to leave, but was blocked by Wu Jianian.

Wu Jianian felt that there was something wrong between the two of them since the room change last night, but because Li Xun was his senior, he didn't dare to ask if the relationship between you two was that kind, so he asked very tactfully: "You What did you just tell him? Why does he look so shy. "

Li Xun didn't change his face: "I'll let him work hard."

Entering the gymnasium, the athletes assemble their own accessories - because the bows and arrows of the athletes are dangerous items, according to regulations, they are not allowed to be used in places other than the arena and training ground, so they can only assemble them by themselves before entering the arena, and they have to accept the review of the staff. Make sure that the equipment is in compliance before you are allowed to enter the venue to warm up.

Song Yang found a small round stool and sat down. As soon as he opened the box, he felt a strong impact on his back. Before he could react, the whole box of accessories was the first to fall off his lap, splashing all over the floor.

The chair toppled over, and he fell backwards and forwards uncontrollably. The team members beside him stretched out their hands in panic, but the speed was too slow, and he felt lonely.

Song Yang still fell to the ground with no buffer, one knee on the ground, his palms resting on the curved bow.

It was a fat foreigner who bumped into him, gasped when he saw this, helped him up, and apologized one after another.

"That'sokay." Song Yang's first reaction after standing up was not to check whether there was a bruise on his body, but to pick up the bow piece that was crushed on the ground. Fortunately, there was no major problem.

Li Xun found his seat in the auditorium. Area A has 1 seats in row 18, parallel to the arrow path, and only a few meters away from the shooting line. It is one of the areas with excellent vision.

More than ten years ago, at the National Archery Championship held in Nancheng, Song Yang watched him from this position, and now Song Yang could find him when he turned his head.

The fact that he was able to get the ticket for this position was not because he snatched up the ticket early, nor was it because of the high price, but because archery is an unpopular sport, except for locals in Macau and some athletes’ families and relatives, few fans would rush over to watch the game.

At this time, there was still half an hour before the opening of the first round of qualifying, and the auditorium was only half full. The seats were sparse, and the seats were all yellow. From a distance, they looked like gnawed corn cobs.

The brightly colored banners in the front row read "Come on, Team China".

No matter how well-prepared a game is, there will always be unexpected situations when it arrives on the field.

The two cameramen argue loudly over the tripod; the commentator asks why the microphone is muted.

Li Xun was waiting amidst the anxious noise, when someone patted his shoulder suddenly, turned his head, and said pleasantly, "Coach, why are you here?"

In fact, this kind of question is just a conditioned reflex without the brain. After a short reaction, Li Xun has the answer in his heart.

The coach is here to find new players.

Theoretically speaking, the national team's newcomers are selected through the rankings of the Provincial Games and the National Games. Those who performed well in the Provincial Games will naturally be recommended upwards, but some good seedlings may lose the provincial games for some reason. In other words, he won an award at the Provincial Games but was not recommended, which resulted in the national team having no chance to get in touch with these newcomers.

The minds of young people are easily shaken, especially if they have not achieved any decent results in two or three years, they may give up at this point, but if Bole finds out and gives a little advice, it is another matter.

Therefore, the staff of the national team often go to various places to inspect and dig out new seedlings.

There was no one around Li Xun, so Wang Nanfeng sat down on his butt: "Didn't you tell me to go home to see Dad, why did you come here?"

"If you have familiar team members, come and have a look. I will go back in two days."

"Familiar team member, who is it?"

"I took them at school, my...two apprentices."

"Show me in a moment."

As soon as the words fell, referees in blue uniforms entered the arena from the passageway, followed by batches of athletes who put on uniforms and protective gear.

Li Xun's attention was all attracted, and he had no time to think about anything else.

After waiting for a long time, I finally saw the bright red team uniform.

The Chinese team selected sixteen young athletes from all over the country to compete this time, eight men and eight women. Besides Song Yang and Yu Shenwei, Li Xun also recognized a girl who was Wang Qiao'er whom he had seen in an exhibition match before.

She and Song Yang walked side by side, talking and laughing all the way out.

Song Yang's eyes did not look at the auditorium from the beginning to the end.

Li Xun narrowed his eyes.

The 30-year-old Scorpio secretly holds a grudge.

The open rules of the indoor competition are quite simple. The distance between the shooting line and the target paper is only 18 meters. Each person shoots 60 arrows twice, with a few minutes of rest in between. Finally, they are ranked according to the total number of rings. The top 32 will advance to the knockout round.

The knockout round adopts a one-on-one PK mode, and half of the players are eliminated in each round. After three rounds, there are only four players left on the field, and then the championship and runner-up battle will be held.

Short-range shooting is Song Yang's strong point. Li Xun calculated it for him when he was still in school. The hit rate of the tenth ring is about 60% to 68%. Such a result is considered a master in China, but this range is the world record holder , The hit rate of the tenth ring is as high as 90%, which is a terrible gap.

After the staff read out the rules, fifty athletes entered the field one after another.

Opposite them is a square archery target with two long strips of target paper, each target paper has six circles, that is to say, every five arrows of the athlete must be shot in the same circle, and if a wrong shot is considered a miss .

In addition, the time limit for these five arrows is [-] seconds, and it will be recorded as a zero ring if it is too late to shoot.

In such a tense and exciting environment, there were many athletes who shot the wrong target. After the first round, the highest score was only 580, which was lower than Li Xun expected.

Wang Nanfeng also said: "This year's results feel pretty average."

Li Xun: "Not necessarily, those from South Korea and the United States have not made it yet, and neither has our Chinese team."

After waiting for almost an hour, it was finally the turn of the Chinese team to play. The current highest score is 590 rings scored by An Zhiyu.

Song Yang's position was in area D, and there were three Indian athletes between him and Li Xun.

In contrast, Song Yang's skin was so white that it glowed.

He wears a peaked cap, and the protective gear on his chest is covered with cartoon stickers printed with the logo of the game sponsor and Macau's special tourist attractions. European and American players, even the cameraman uncle stayed in front of him for a few seconds longer.

Song Yang met Li Xun in the audience, waved his hands and laughed.

Li Xun mouthed, "Relax."

It was a little far away, and he wasn't sure if Song Yang could see it clearly, but in the next second, Song Yang nodded at him and made an OK gesture.

Wang Nanfeng saw the interaction between the two, and guessed, "This is the apprentice you brought at school?"

"Yes." Li Xun pointed at Yu Shenwei, "There is also the one with thin-rimmed glasses next to him, I don't know the others."

Wang Nanfeng: "They're all pretty handsome, it's that Song...Song what?"

"Song Yang."

"Well, Song Yang's face is a little smaller."

"But he defeated more than 200 male players with bigger faces than him in the trials."

Wang Nanfeng smiled, and asked again: "How are these two people's personalities?"

To be honest, Yu Shenwei's character is generally considered to be praised. He is arrogant and conceited on weekdays. It's not bad." Perfunctory, the key praises were all focused on Song Yang.

"He still has a little talent in archery."

Wang Nanfeng seldom listened to Li Xun's compliments, so he asked with interest, "How do you say it?"

Li Xun: "Smart, quick learner, he only started to learn basic movements during the summer vacation of his third year in high school. The level that people may not be able to shoot in half a year. He really likes archery and is willing to work hard in this area."

Wang Nanfeng looked at the arena full of young people, and sighed softly: "In the beginning, who didn't really like it, but there are really not many people who can persevere."

Li Xun saw Song Yang's arrow hit the center of the target, his eyes filled with confidence.

"He's definitely going to stick with it."

"Are you so sure?"

"Well, I understand him. He has a very simple mind. He is not for money or fame. His belief is to win. Our goals are the same."

It is to break the monopoly.

While speaking, the thirty arrows for the first round have been released.

Li Xun picked up the binoculars at hand and looked at the target paper, doing quick mental calculations. As the scores piled up, the corners of his mouth became more and more curved, and finally he slapped his thigh violently.

Wang Nanfeng on the side was taken aback by him: "Why are you so excited?"

"Song Yang's total number of rings is 295, and the hit rate of the tenth ring is as high as 83%!"

Wang Nanfeng asked, "What is his usual level?"

Li Xun licked the seam of his lips.

If I remember correctly, the last time he recorded the 18-meter score for Song Yang was four months ago, when his best score was only 290 points. In such a short period of time, Song Yang was able to raise the score so high, which greatly surpassed him. expected.

So far, Song Yang's score has not only surpassed Yu Shenwei, but also tied with An Zhiyu, the highest scorer of the Korean team.

Wang Nanfeng's emotions were also aroused by him, and he turned his attention to Song Yang: "But it depends on whether he can maintain this level in the next thirty arrows."

Generally speaking, the total number of rings of the last [-] arrows of an athlete will be less than that of the first [-] arrows. One is that with the consumption of physical energy, the muscle endurance will be greatly reduced; the other is that people's attention cannot be maintained for a long time. state.

At any time, the more you are afraid of making mistakes, and once you make mistakes, you will make mistakes one after another.

The Indian player near the auditorium has already shot eight rings in a row.

In this kind of world-level competition, hitting the eighth ring is already considered a serious mistake.

The qualifying round is coming to an end, and Song Yang still has the last ten arrows in his quiver. So far, there are only eight nine-rings on his target, and the rest are all ten-rings.

If he can get eight ten rings in the next ten arrows, he will be equal to An Zhiyu's score, and one more ring will be No.1.

The air conditioner in the venue was no longer working, Li Xun's heartbeat accelerated, and his palms were sweating.

He noticed that Song Yang's aiming time was longer than at the beginning, which must be caused by excessive nervousness.

He silently prayed that nothing could go wrong.

Every time Song Yang raised his bow, he held his breath until the arrow fell into the bull's-eye and he didn't dare to exhale, his brows were tightly frowned.

Wang Nanfeng saw it, and smiled faintly. He seemed to see himself when he took Li Xun out of the country for the first time more than ten years ago.

In the blink of an eye, another new generation emerged.

What is gratifying is that the current training venues and equipment are much better than before, and the level of athletes is much higher than their generation.

Ten years ago, who would have believed that an athlete who had practiced for more than two years could play at this level?

Song Yang didn't make any mistakes until the last arrow. Li Xun's tension was finally released and he resumed normal breathing.

With the referee blowing the whistle, all the athletes put down their bows and arrows, and the assistant referees stepped forward to score.

Song Yang's total number of rings is the same as An Zhiyu's, 590 points, but there is a small circle in the middle of the ten rings on the target paper, which is called the ten inner rings.

When the scores of the two sides are tied, it depends on the hit rate of the ten inner rings, or let the two players each shoot an arrow until the winner is determined, depending on the rules of the competition system.

This game uses the former.

Relatively speaking, An Zhiyu's skills are superior, with five more inner rings.

Then there is no doubt that he has the first overall score, Song Yang is second, and Yu Shenwei is No.10.

After watching the men's ranking results, Wang Nanfeng habitually analyzed and concluded: "Yu Shenwei didn't lose because of his poor technique, but because of his unsteady rhythm and too fast aiming. Have you noticed that his tenth ring hit rate is better than Song Yang's?" High? If he didn't have the eighth ring, his subsequent grades would definitely be even better."

Li Xun said "hmm": "He raised the bow to release the arrow in less than ten seconds."

Such speed is rare in international competitions.

Wang Nanfeng joked, "He is suitable for team competition."

Li Xun understood what he meant. In the team competition, the three players' aiming time is shared. Each player has 20 seconds, a total of 60 seconds. It doesn't matter if someone exceeds the time limit. The people behind can pull back the time.

Not long after, the ranking of the women's team came out. Three athletes advanced, and one of the Taiwanese players won the first place.

Wang Nanfeng smiled gratifiedly: "Sure enough, girls are the best."

Li Xun: "It's an old tradition in our project that women don't give up to men."

In this project, the women's team is much better than the men's team.

The first Olympic gold medal of the Chinese archery team was won by Zhang Juanjuan, and there were several silver medals for the women's team after that.

So far, the best result of the men's archery team in the Olympics is a bronze medal, which was won by Fujian player Dai Xiaoxiang in the 2012 London Olympics.

After that, the archery team didn't have any outstanding results.

The indoor competition lasted for five days, and the competition was compact. The athletes had a short rest, followed by the 1/16 knockout competition.

The rules of the knockout match are relatively simple. Two players take turns to release arrows. Each player shoots three arrows in each round. The winner will get two points, the tie will get one point, and the loser will get no points. Whoever gets six points first will win. .

In the first round, Song Yang played against the No. 31 Indian player, and Yu Shenwei played against the No. 24 player.

This is an allocation to ensure the enjoyment of the game, and the strong players in the ranking competition will not meet until the end.

Under the comfort of the coach, the two played normally and advanced to the next level without any suspense.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the stadium is brightly lit.

The Men's Recurve 1/4 Finals will be held soon. At this moment, the auditorium is already full. Of course, half of them are athletes who have been eliminated.

Seeing Li Xun get up, Wang Nanfeng said, "Go to the bathroom? Bring me a bottle of mineral water."

"Well, I happen to buy water too."

Li Xun bumped into An Zhiyu at the entrance of the passage. The latter was chatting with a fat middle-aged man. Both of them are Korean. wrong.

The middle-aged man's eyes stayed on Li Xun for a long time, and even An Zhiyu stared at him until his back disappeared at the end of the passage.

When he came back, the two men stared at him like searchlights again.

Li Xun frowned and lowered his head to check.

There was nothing wrong with the clothes and pants, but when he turned his head to look at the middle-aged man, the man quickly looked away again.

He muttered something inexplicable in his heart, and strode towards the auditorium.

In the quarter-finals, Song Yang will face An Zhiyu, and Yu Shenwei will face the American team Mason.

Li Xun's attention was all on Song Yang before, and he had no impression of this Mason, so he asked the assistant referee beside him about his previous rounds results.

What's more strange is that Mason came up from No. 31.

Wang Nanfeng analyzed: "Either he made a mistake in the first game and got 32nd, or..."

"Preserve your strength!" Li Xun and Wang Nanfeng said at the same time.

If it is the latter, then this Mason is a very scheming athlete. Of course, in the arena, any "scheming" that does not violate the rules is not a derogatory term.

"He may have been trying to confuse his opponent from the beginning." Li Xun said.

Wang Nanfeng: "Then this person's strength really cannot be underestimated. Is there any information about him on the Internet?"

Li Xun: "No, I'm also a newcomer."

The intuition of the master and the apprentice is very accurate. This Mason is to preserve his strength in the early stage. He has three ten rings at the beginning of the game. seconds.

After the game, Yu Shen lowered his head slightly, without saying a word, his palms were slightly wet with sweat. At the end of the day, his muscle endurance had reached its limit, and his arms were shaking when he drank water.

It is normal for a game to win and lose, but he has never lost so badly, and he lost to a foreigner. This kind of frustration is unprecedented, so strong that he wants to break the arrow.

With his loss, all the expectations and enthusiasm of the Chinese audience were transferred to Song Yang.

I saw that he changed into a short sleeve before going on the field, probably because of the heat.

Although the air conditioner was turned on in the venue, there were too many people and the effect was not great.

Wang Nanfeng said: "Song Yang's condition is obviously much tighter than in the morning, and the bottle cap fell off twice."

Li Xun also noticed that An Zhiyu was much calmer in comparison. He was talking and laughing happily with the players sitting in the auditorium, and he didn't look like he was going to play in the finals at all.

Li Xun cheered for Song Yang from afar.

When Song Yang received the signal, he hooked the corners of his mouth a little far-fetched. This smile also fully expressed his mental activities at the moment——I'm so fucking nervous.

He played against the Korean for the first time, and he was the indoor champion last year. This background will create a kind of pressure invisible.

"You don't care about him, just let go and play, and bring out your own level."

After Li Xun finished speaking, some foreign audiences looked over in unison.Some people guessed that it was the teaching assistant, while others directly asked him about his relationship with Song Yang.

Li Xun replied with a smile: "He'smyfamily."