Until breakfast on the day of the finals, An He was still in a state of mind wandering, and the food piled up on the dishes in front of him like a hill remained motionless, without losing any points.

Jing Liu picked up another crystal steamed bun that he loves most: "Eat quickly, don't be dazed."

An He recovered his senses and took a look, put down his chopsticks and said softly, "I won't eat." He stood up and walked out.

Jing Liu got up and went out, only to see An He went back to the dormitory to tidy up the bow box, turned around and went to the bathroom again, after a long time came out, his eyes were red, and he was ready to go without even taking the bow box.

Jing Liu held him back, his voice was serious: "I forgot the bow case."

An He's steps faltered for a moment, and he walked back to the bed to pick up the bow box, and put it down again within a few seconds.

He sat on the edge of the bed, inserted his hands into his hair: "Brother, I don't have the confidence to fight anymore."

Jing Liu rarely had a smile on his face: "Can you say it again?"

An He lowered his eyes: "I'm sorry."

In the next second, he was punched hard on the face, his teeth hit the corner of his lips and a gash was drawn in an instant. There was a fresh sweetness in his mouth, and he was pulled up by the collar fiercely.

Jing Liu was furious, and Mung Dou stared as if he wanted to eat people: "So many of us have worked so hard for so many years, just for today. Do you think we don't want to go to this battlefield?!" His eyes turned red: "But our special No qualifications! Which one of us here is not as hardworking as you? Feel your own conscience and think about it, how did the coach treat you after you joined the team? How did we treat you? As a result, you are used to this?"

Jing Liu roared deafeningly: "You are not only our little junior, you are also our greatest hope! We have practiced for so many years, but what about you? You have surpassed everyone in just two or three years. A genius in archery. Now you say you don't have the confidence to fight, do you know what you are carrying?"

An He's face was in pain, he had never seen his brother who had always been the best tempered towards him so angry and disappointed like today.

An He trembled and said, "Brother, I didn't mean that, I didn't want to give up."

His suppressed emotions spewed out: "I was just afraid, afraid that I would lose face to the country if I didn't win, and afraid that even if I won the championship at the end of the game, he would not come back. I was afraid that I would be alone again."

An He hugged Jing Liu, tears falling down: "I don't know what I should do, if time stops at this moment, is it true that sadness won't have a chance to be staged?"

He dared not go on.

Jing Liu sighed slightly, patted An He's back distressedly, and touched the obvious butterfly bone without any accident: "Your child has become thinner recently, you are feeling uncomfortable, and senior brother knows. I'm sorry, I was really in a hurry."

He let go of An He, looked straight at his hazy phoenix eyes, and gently wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, a large bruise was particularly glaring on his face: "Xiaohe, this is not a game for you alone, you can't lose , promise me, okay?"

When An He arrived at the arena to prepare, the bruise on the corner of his mouth instantly caught everyone's attention.

The green seaweeds began to surge, and their hearts twitched. It was obvious that An He had been beaten. Who on earth hid such courage? !

Yan Ming saw that An He's face was expressionless, and his whole body was filled with a cold aura of not getting close to strangers. He looked like someone, so he didn't dare to speak, so he quickly turned to Jing Liu who was following him: "Who hit him? Who?"

Scene Six: "Me."

Yan Ming glared at Wang Jianfeng: "Your good apprentice beat my precious son?!"

Jing Liu patted the old sheep: "If this punch can make him the champion, do you want me to fight?"

Yan Ming: "..."

The third stage of the men's individual 70m competition officially begins!

A total of eight players participated in the competition, and An He drew the second-ranked player in the knockout round in the first round of draws.

The ranking is based on the principle of the latter starting first, with An He starting first.

He buckled the arrow into the groove, pulled the bow and drew the string to prepare for pre-release, and looked uncontrollably at the face-covering red panda on the handle of the bow.

He temporarily withdrew his action as if he had discovered something by accident. Under the refraction of the light, the red panda covering his face looked at it from another angle. What the golden lines outlined was actually a group photo of two people meeting each other and laughing in the sunset. An He Holding a balloon that says "Olympic Champion".

The moment he lowered his bow, the hearts of the audience on the field and in front of the TV were lifted into their throats.

An He's state in this competition has been very worrying. Will he give up if he puts down his bow again?

The barrage before the live broadcast increased instantly.

"Why did he lower his bow?"

"What the hell is An He doing this time? He was almost eliminated in the knockout round, and what happened in the semi-finals?"

"Isn't Panda under too much psychological pressure? After all, everyone is waiting to see him win."

"The bruises around his mouth are obviously beaten before the game. Could it be that he was abused because of poor grades?"

"Stop talking nonsense upstairs."

An He lightly touched the hidden photo egg, mist appeared in his eyes: A dead scumbag who ran away after eating!But I still can't bear to let you down.

He drew his bow and shot an arrow in one go, hitting the 10th ring.

……

After the 1/8 and 1/4 finals, finally ushered in the final championship and runner-up competition.

The air in the stadium was scorched, time seemed to be paused, and everyone held their breath.

An He's tall and slender figure stood steadily on the field, holding a recurve bow in his left hand, and holding the three red-tailed arrows tightly on the string with his right hand. His beautiful eyes stared at the yellow bull's-eye 70 meters away. With an extremely serious expression, as if everything was under his control, he completely ignored the score gap on the scoreboard that had almost become a dead end.

At this moment, he and his opponent are tied 2:2, but now his opponent is 10 rings ahead of him.

On the big screen, the scarlet and glaring countdown was less than ten seconds.

Everyone can't wait to yell and urge, although it is almost impossible to break the score with this arrow, but it is better than being missed by zero points when the time comes.The countdown on the big screen has become "1".Many small bamboos have already covered their eyes with their hands, not daring to watch the moment when the game is over.

But at this critical moment, the young man tightened the bowstring with his long and white fingers, and shot the arrow that had been suspended for 30 seconds, like a broken bamboo, towards the bull's-eye that turned the game around!

The emissary who came through the wind had an incomparable determination.He also shot 10 rings, but the arrow he shot was 10 rings in the inner circle!

The archery target has 10 rings with the yellow heart area, but there is also a small circle inside the yellow heart area, which is the most central position of the entire ring target.

An He's arrow was nailed straight to the small circle.In the end, they won the competition with a slight advantage of winning the No.20.5 ring.

The scene changed from being as quiet as a chicken to being full of voices in an instant. The already desperate arrow fans in the auditorium all jumped up and screamed excitedly.

After many years, the Chinese national team finally won the men's singles Olympic archery championship again.

An He is the youngest archery Olympic champion in history and set a new world record.

The author has something to say: Yi Wenxi: I haven't woken up yet.

感谢在2021-08-1223:57:22~2021-08-1323:48:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thank you to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Miss Dark Circles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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