After rebirth I became a world champion

An He met Han Haokong while running in the morning the next morning. He was standing at the entrance of Can's main venue with a confused face, staring at the five rings representing the Olympics.

This sad Qiuyue's appearance is not like the same person as he showed before.

An He walked up to him, wiped the thin sweat on his forehead with his wristband, and said in Chinese: "Are you okay?"

He knew that Han Haokong's Chinese was rather stiff, but compared to his dumb Korean, that was a far cry.

Well, he is mud, and this man is cloud.

Han Haokong: "It's okay."

An He: "You were out of order yesterday because of Han Xicheng, right?"

Han Haokong's expression froze, and he looked down at the childish face in front of him.

For a moment, it seemed that all the pressure was clamoring to find an exit, and this exit was the child in front of him.

It was still early, and there was almost no one around, so Han Haokong simply sat at the entrance of the venue.

Seeing this, An He also sat next to him.

Han Haokong looked into the distance: "He is my uncle. You also know how strong he is."

The cool boy took out two small bottles of milk from his pocket as if by magic, and threw one bottle to An He.

Han Haokong reached out and compared Bi Anhe's head: "Drink more milk and hope to grow taller."

An He: "You really can't change your liking for battles all the time. I guess you were a bullfighting bull in your last life."

Han Haokong showed a rare smile, which looked pretty, but then his face collapsed again: "I didn't expect that he would suddenly come to watch my game yesterday, but my performance was terrible."

An He understood: "You are under a lot of pressure."

Han Haokong propped his hands on the ground, leaned back, and looked at the blue sky that was gradually dyed red by the morning glow, and the light and shallow white clouds above it, wantonly outlining various shapes, peaceful and full of vitality.

There was a hint of distress in his voice: "With such an outstanding uncle, I am also an archery athlete, you can't imagine the pressure on me."

An He thought of Han Xicheng's presence at the scene that day, and the enthusiastic reaction of the archery fans present. This uncle can indeed be said to be a well-known star in South Korea, and he is also the pride of South Korea.

He has no qualifications to comment. After all, it is indifferent and irresponsible to casually judge other people's experiences and feelings.

But this doesn't mean that An He doesn't know how to comfort the young man in front of him.

To put it simply, it is to tell him that you are not the worst one, there are people who are worse than you.

He hugged his knees and looked at the distant sun that finally jumped out of the horizon: "I had a terrible dream before. In the dream, my family suddenly went bankrupt. My dad couldn't accept the fact and jumped off dozens of stories. I Mom couldn't stand the blow and was paralyzed in bed from then on, unable to recover from illness."

Han Haokong's expression gradually became serious: "And then?"

An He rested his chin on his elbow, and tilted his head to look at Han Haokong. Children like to look into other people's eyes when they speak, which is a kind of politeness.

An He: "Because the debts owed are astronomical, but the most important thing at that time was my mother's medical expenses, so I dropped out of school and went to work. I have done everything, such as moving bricks on construction sites, setting up street stalls, washing dishes You know, without a degree, you can’t find a good job, so at that time, you worked hard like a spinning top every day, and the money you earned was still not enough.”

An He's dark eyes deepened even further: "Then I was spotted by a brokerage company and entered the entertainment industry, but I fell to my death before I could get along well."

Han Haokong was sure that he shuddered when he heard the end of the child's voice. It seems that this dream is really scary.

An He crossed his legs and opened the milk given by Han Haokong, with a cold expression on his face: "Then I opened my eyes and found that everything was fake. How nice of you to say."

What he said was all the truth, and the sense of unreality after rebirth occasionally emerged, breaking the current peaceful life.

He sometimes thinks, is it possible that he did not come back from the dead after falling down the stairs, but lay on the hospital bed and became a vegetable full of tubes, and all of this was his vain imagination.

Bearing such a heavy secret that he couldn't tell others, he actually understood Han Haokong's pressure to some extent, not to mention that An He was several years older than him and matured a lot in terms of psychology.Han Haokong exclaimed: "Your dream is so long?"

An He rolled his eyes at him: "What's your opinion on my dream? So, it's a good thing to have proper pressure, but it's not a good thing to be constrained by excessive pressure all the time."

The child stood up, patted the dust off his buttocks, and his tone was full of maturity that he shouldn't have at his age: "If you feel that you have been living under the pressure of Han Xicheng, then beat him and go all out to defeat him. There is nothing to be afraid of failure, as long as you look for the goal and keep challenging.”

An He stuffed the empty milk bottle back into Han Haokong's hand, and continued to run in the morning.

The latter looked down at the milk bottle in his hand, and then at the figure who was running further and further away, with an uncontrollable smile on his lips.

The final of the Korean sub-station individual competition finally came.

The 8 contestants who entered the final are all the best out of hundreds of people. The strength of each of them should not be underestimated. It can be said that they are the leaders of the new generation of archery players.

However, it was Han Haokong and An He who were most vocal about winning the championship.

After Han Haokong and An He parted ways in the morning, they searched all of An He's games and his Weibo on the Internet.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly well-raised child does not seem to have a very good family background, which can be seen from the fact that the entire Weibo is forwarded and drawn for a lottery.

Then he found that every time An He competed, he was in a very bad physical condition, and he still tried to challenge himself firmly and persistently, even when the most critical hand for an archer was injured.

He still insisted on playing, and even fought Yang Bin to that point in the end.

Archery is a very expensive sport. You need to change the bow limbs and arrows regularly. Even in the later stage, as people grow up, the arm span and strength increase, the bow needs to be changed.

It's not a small expense.

Han Haokong began to admire this child from the bottom of his heart. He looked small, but he could still have such a strong mental state in such a bad situation.

In contrast, these small emotions of my own are indeed a bit mediocre.

The result is important, but the process is equally important.Athletics need gold medals, but sportsmanship does not.

He finally knew what he was missing. Compared with the previous obsession with winning or losing, what he should do is to enjoy the game and every struggle.

What An He told him with his actions was that archery is a one-person battle, and every time you surpass yourself last time, you are successful.

The final of the individual competition is a round system. Each archer shoots 5 rounds in total, and shoots 3 arrows in each round, with a total of 15 arrows.

The final is also a two-to-two battle, with alternating archery, and the player who hits the most rings in each round will score 2 points, and the player with the highest score in the final round will win.

Anhe's No.1 opponent in the final was a tall foreign athlete. Coincidentally, it was the Pakistani athlete Rana Mohammad Latif who provoked Mingqing last time in the Star Cup.

He actually came to participate in the Korean sub-station, An He smiled slightly.

Latif was still extremely arrogant, walked up to An He, and said in English with a strong accent: "There is really no one in China, and even sent kindergarten children to participate in the competition, do you want me to let you play every game?" An arrow?"

Chinese archery fans naturally recognize this annoying Pakistani man. He often provokes Asian players on the field, but this man's archery skills are really good, so he is really like a cockroach that cannot be shaken off. can see him.

This will see him bullying the little panda, and the faces of the arrow fans in the stands are very ugly.

There was no anger on An He's face, the smile on his lips became brighter, and in the next second Latif's expression became as if he had stepped on shit.

An He said in pure British English: "Because I, a Chinese kindergarten kid, are enough to deal with you."

Although he still has a cute appearance, but at this moment, all the arrow fans present can feel his king-like coercion.

On-site commentary A: "We saw that the first group of contestants in this sub-station finals, the smell of gunpowder between them is very strong."

On-site commentary B: "Yes. Latif from Pakistan has achieved good results in previous competitions, but An He from China can almost be said to be a young archery genius."

On-site commentary A: "Let's wait and see, the game will start soon."

With the referee's starting whistle sounded.

After An He made his preparations, the clock started beeping and counting down. He still scored a full score of 3 with his 30 arrows in the first round.

Latif's best result in history is the 9th ring, and the probability of hitting the 10th ring is very low, so he lost the game in the first round.

An He was able to handle the whole process with ease, until he scored the points in the third game.

The child smiled and looked at Latif next to him, raising his delicate eyebrows. It was self-evident that the game had ended early.

A total of 5 rounds, 2 points per round, An He has already scored 6 points, and even if he doesn't play the remaining 2 rounds, he has already won Latif safely.

An He: "Do you want me, a kid in kindergarten, to accompany you through the game?"

Latif was furious, and left the competition area without grace, abandoning the game on the spot.

There were cheers on the field, and the Chinese archery fans were very excited, shouting An He's name loudly.

Not only was the live broadcast, but many people in China squatted in front of the TV to watch An He's game.

When Mingche saw the confident and domineering declaration of the beautiful boy on TV, and easily defeated Latif, which drew cheers from the audience, he couldn't help but also became interested in this kid.

Entering the 4-in-2 game, the opponent drawn by An He this time turned out to be Jing Liu.

Yan Ming: "Why is it so unlucky, to draw one of his own people to beat one's own people, this kid's luck is really unreliable, which time the game does not go wrong."

Wang Jianfeng: "There is no personal friendship on the field, and it's normal to meet people from the same team."

When An He saw Jing Liu, the two looked at each other and smiled, and hugged each other to encourage each other.

From participating in the competition until now, he has never really tried to compete with Jing Liu.

An He knew that he and Jing Liu would go all out, which was the minimum respect for the field and each other.

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