Cannon fodder, he just wants to win [Quick Transmigration]

This one doesn't need his enlightenment.

Yes, it took him so long to comprehend the truth that even teenagers understand.

Now that I have chosen the path of becoming a professional athlete, there is no other way but to work hard.

There are so many athletes, but there is only one world champion.

Am I going to give up just because others are better?

Even if you can't become a world champion, then there are still national champions, regional champions, provincial champions, city champions...

What's more, besides the championship, does he have no other pursuit?

He was conceited when he was young, and his youth was smooth sailing, until he lost all confidence in an instant in the world competition.

After going around for so many years, Lu Shi finally understood.

The so-called destiny may be that even if he knows that he can only do this, he still has to fight.

【Ding--

Congratulations to the host for helping Lu Shi get rid of his demons and start again!The system rewards 10 points. 】

Even Lu Shi?

Xie Bujing raised his head in surprise.

Lu Shi was still wearing a black windproof sportswear, his hair was messy, but his frowning brows were relaxed.

The irritable and frustrated feeling that had lingered on him for a long time also disappeared, replaced by a fresh and bright breath, like the green mountains and trees after the rain, making him look brand new.

It seemed he had figured out something too.

Xie Bu took a breath of surprise and devoted all his attention to the next game.

So many people are working hard, and I can't fall behind.

In the first game of the finals, Xie Bujing and Jiang Xuekuo stood in front of the snow track in full armor.

The countdown was approaching, and the tense atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out.

"Three, two, one, boom—"

The starting gun sounded, and the two jumped out of the starting line at the same time. After a small turn, they quickly hit the pole, and their speed was almost the same.

"Cheer up, captain!" The hearts of the 4th team were beating wildly, eager to hold up a sign and wave the flag.

Team 1 refused to admit defeat, and put their hands around their mouths and shouted: "Captain, come on!"

The voices of the two teams rose and fell, and finally blended together, and it was impossible to know who was shouting.

"Who do you think will win?" Other players were also discussing privately.

Someone said: "Jiang Xuekuo, he has never lost."

Another said: "But, Xie Bujing has never lost."