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

【Ding--

Congratulations to the host for helping Chen Jing face his shortcomings and overcome his fears!The system rewards 10 points. 】

Chen Jing got 10 points here, plus the 20 points that Chen Yun and Lu Shi gave back before, he is still in debt of 70 points.

Much slower than he imagined.

But the debt doesn't seem to have any effect, Xie Bujing asked the system: "Will the debt points affect my leaving this world?"

【Won't. 】

Then don't worry about it for the time being, Xie Bujing quickly put this matter behind her and concentrate on training.

On March 2021, 3, the Alpine Skiing World Cup in Berchtesgaden, Germany, the last sub-station of the World Cup this season, the downhill event.

Two days before the match, Chen Jing and Yan Li rejected Xie Bujing and Jiang Xuekuo's partner training.

"Sorry, let's practice by ourselves."

Jiang Xuekuo: "This is the last race of this year's season."

Chen Jing: "Haven't you guys not trained yet?"

"That's right," Yan Li nodded, "Everyone should skate well in the last round."

Xie Bujing was a little surprised, but seemed to understand a little bit.

"Come on, you guys," he chuckled, and his expression became serious, "We won't release water during the official competition."

"That's natural!"

Chen Jing and Yan Li clenched their fists with confidence.

I don't know if it's because of the last race, but there are more spectators than the previous ones.

Xie Bujing also met the Austrian team at the scene. A group of people wore uniform team uniforms, majestic and full of momentum.

This historically outstanding team is also as good as ever in this year's competition.

Although there is still suspense in winning the men's championship, the National Cup is still theirs most of the time.

There are many awards in the Alpine Skiing World Cup. In addition to individual awards, there is also a national cup representing collective honor, which is obtained by adding up the points of all competitors in the country this season.

Since the World Cup was held in 1957, only France, Switzerland, and Austria have won the first place in the National Cup.

Yes, only these three countries.

It seems that this world-class trophy is just a passing game between the three countries.

But one day, Austria suddenly said: "Oh, oh, I don't want to play the passing game anymore, I'd better bounce the ball myself."

After Austria finished speaking, it flipped 32 in one breath.

In the 53-year history of the Alpine Skiing World Cup, Austria has won the National Cup for 41 years and won 32 consecutive victories, establishing the unshakable king status of alpine skiing.

It wasn't until Switzerland's strong rise a few years ago that they interrupted their terrifying streak.

Xie Bujing won the friendly match with the Austrian team so easily last time because the ace team did not participate.

"You have done very well this year." Captain Bart.Cameron walked up to Xie Bujing with a calm tone of appreciation.

The other party obviously had a very gentle attitude, but there was a pressure invisibly.

Chen Jing and Yan Li swallowed, and subconsciously stood up straight.

"Thank you," Xie Bujing met his gaze, neither humble nor overbearing, "And this is just the beginning, we will be better next year."

As if looking at a child showing off his might, Bart.Cameron chuckled, and calmly looked at Xie Bujing with lake blue eyes: "Okay, then we will see you next year."

At the end of the line, Arvid.Luo Yi glanced at Jiang Xuekuo, but just left in silence.

At this time, there is still an hour before the official start of the game.

I don't know if it's because of the last game, but the atmosphere on the scene is obviously much more active. There are already people making appointments with each other about where to go after the game. It's like a lively high school classroom before the last exam.

The starting order of the downhill World Cup is determined by lottery. Xie Bujing got the last one with the back of his hand.

He sent away Yan Li, Jiang Xuekuo, and finally Chen Jing.

Before Chen Jing left, he suddenly stood up and said to him solemnly: "Brother Xie, can you give me a push?"

"Push you?" Xie Bujing was taken aback, "What kind of strange request is this?"

Chen Jing: "Just put your hands on my lower back and push me."

Xie Bujing put his hand on it, and gently exerted force: "Is this so?"

"Well, it's done!" Chen Jing stood up straight, "I'm leaving, thank you!"

Xie Bujing still didn't understand what Chen Jing wanted to do, so he could only wave his hands: "Well, let's fight hard."

The previous contestant had already set off, and Chen Jing stood in the starting aisle doing warm-up exercises.

Compared with the conservative before, he seems to be much more comfortable now.

The countdown prompt sounded: "5, 4, 3..."

"Ah!!!" Chen Jing shouted and broke through the starting line.

The red figure moved away quickly, so fast that it almost appeared afterimage.

He finally knew why so many players like to yell when they start.

It's really cool, there is a kind of carelessness that leaves everything behind!

"We can see that Chen Jing skated quite boldly this time, and he didn't make a mistake in his route choice." The broadcast commentary sounded, "If this rhythm continues throughout the whole process, he should achieve good results."

Chen Jing swooped down from the hillside, more daring and fierce than ever before.

The result is a noticeable increase in speed.

He seemed to be back in the day again, standing on the suspension bridge, looking at the pink glow of the Alps.

In fact, his conservative skating is not only because he is afraid of heights, but also because of his well-behaved and conservative personality.

Chen Jing has been a good child of other people's family since he was a child.

He has never done any "bad things" such as skipping classes, puppy love, and secretly playing games.

He just studied, trained, played step by step every day, and finally entered the national team.

Occasionally he longs to be different, but when he's ready to act, he becomes afraid again.

He dared not stand out, he dared not stand out, he dared not be different.

Can't slip out of his own unique style.

But Xie Bujing is different.

He seemed to be as dazzling as the sun from the very beginning.

He never cared about other people's opinions, he knew exactly what he wanted, and once he made a decision, he would do it boldly.

Xie Bujing was the first person he knew who could be called "cool".

And now, the brave self because of Xie Bujing will become a little bit "cool".

After passing the curve, he fell into a low-lying section of the track, and his figure temporarily disappeared from the eyes of the audience in the stands.

"Quick, quick!" In the viewing platform, Yan Li clenched his fists with his heart almost in his throat.

One second, two seconds later...

A red figure broke through the depression, soared into the air in the snow, and then fell down quickly, entering the next bend.

The downhill speed quickly exceeded 100kh, but Chen Jing was no longer afraid.

It was as if an invisible hand had fallen behind him, telling him to be faster and braver.

He still can't be called the top, but he tries his best to be good in his own field.

Chen Jing crossed the finish line amidst the cheers of the audience, ranked 18th in fact, and his time was 198 seconds higher than before.

At the end of the competition, Chen Jing and Yan Li were 21 and 23 respectively, achieving the best downhill results in personal history.

But Xie Bujing and Jiang Xuekuo still played steadily, maintaining the top 10 level.

So far, the last sub-station of the Alpine Skiing World Cup has come to an end.

Xie Bujing ranked 13th in World Cup points, and Jiang Xuekuo was 14th. They each won a sub-station championship, and each reached the podium 6 times, setting the best record in the history of alpine skiers in Huaguo.

Although Chen Jing and Yan Li are still a long way from qualifying for the Olympics, with the foundation of this season, they will be able to gain points in a more stable and mature way in the second half of the year.

The night after the game.

Chen Jing, dressed in a suit, knocked on the door of Xie Bujing's room: "Are you all ready? If you don't leave, you will be late."

"Here we come." The door opened from the inside.

As soon as Chen Jing raised his head, he met a broad chest.

Good guy!

Didn't you say you want to lose weight?Jiang Xuekuo's bust hasn't dropped at all!Looks scarier in a suit!

Coupled with his cold expression, he looks like a thug in a suit in a European and American film!

Chen Jing shrank his neck and walked in cautiously: "Brother Xie, are you alright?"

"Okay." Xie Bujing responded and walked out of the bathroom.

He was wearing a dark suit and was buckling a watch on his left wrist with his head down.

Chen Jing froze there with just one glance.

This was the first time he saw Xie Bujing wearing formal clothes.

The well-tailored suit outlines the boy's beautiful waist and back, making Xie Bujing tall and long-legged, with soft hair and even a noble demeanor.

Chen Jing didn't want to use the word "noble" at first, but he really didn't know how to describe it.

It's like a person who has practiced ballet, who has his own filter when he stands there, and is completely different from ordinary people.

Everyone usually wears sportswear, and the difference is not too big. I didn't expect that they look so good now.

And his waist is so thin.

Skiing requires strong core strength, so skiers generally have thicker waists. Although they have abdominal muscles, they will not have the strong chest-to-waist ratio in the gym.

But Xie Bujing's frame is so small that he can't see his thick waist at all. Wrapped in a suit, his broad shoulders narrow at his waist and abdomen, and his overall proportions are particularly superior.

Fortunately, he has been smug for a long time, and he feels that he has become handsome.

I didn't expect people to be more popular than people.

"Let's go." Xie Bujing's voice pulled back Chen Jing's thoughts.

"Here we come!" Chen Jing quickly chased after him.

At the end of the season, FIS hosted a reception dinner as a summary of the competition.

The hotel they stayed in was not far from the organizer's banquet hall, and it was not easy to take a taxi now, so they simply put on a down jacket over their suits and walked over directly.

"This is my first time attending a dinner party. I don't know if anyone has struck up a conversation with me." Chen Jing said nervously as he tugged on the suit under his down jacket.

"Don't think about it, there's nothing," Qin Ye said mercilessly, "But you can give me 100 yuan, and I can strike up a conversation with you when the time comes."

Chen Jing was speechless: "...I'll give you 100 yuan, can you stay away from me?"

"Is there such a good thing?" Qin Ye immediately spread out his right hand, "Give it to me, I'll get out immediately."

Chen Jing: "..."

After a commotion, everyone had already arrived at the host's dinner hotel, and the familiar blue and white logo of the World Cup could be seen from a long distance away.

After signing in, security check, and depositing the coat, they finally arrived at the banquet hall.

There was a lot of toasting in the room.

The male athletes put on suits, while the female athletes put on evening gowns. They talked and laughed with each other, and it was not at all obvious that they were still fighting each other on the field before.

"Um, so let's eat and drink?" Chen Jing looked around curiously while eating.

Yan Li squinted at him: "Did you not read the invitation?"

Chen Jing: "Look."

Yan Li: "Then why don't you know what it's about?"

"..." Chen Jing would never admit that he was too excited to attend the banquet for the first time, so he pursed his lips and whispered, "I forgot."

Yan Li stopped talking, but slowly narrowed his eyes.

He was wearing a black suit today, and his glasses were replaced with gold-rimmed ones. Standing there seriously, he looked more like a perverted killer.

As for why he changed his glasses, according to him, it was because the usual sports black-framed glasses were too earthy, which damaged his personal image.

Chen Jing was caught by his gaze, and silently hid behind Xie Bujing with the dinner plate.

Soon, the host gave a speech, the project director of the World Cup gave a speech, and the president of the International Snow Federation gave a speech. During this process, Xie Bujing ate three plates of food.

"Next, we will announce the 25 best skiers of the year." The voice of the FIS chairman brought Xie Bujing back to his thoughts.

The projector switches, and the names appear row by row in t.

"Most of them are our old friends, such as Climans Fitch and Bart Cameron. But surprisingly, there are also two guests from emerging countries this year. They are Jiang Xuekuo and Xie Xie from China. Don't be surprised."

Chen Jing's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

Xie Bujing was rolling up a slice of raw ham, and just as he was about to eat it, he met a pair of curious or blessed eyes.

Xie Bu was stunned for a second, then immediately put down the dinner plate, wiped the corners of his mouth, and stood up straight.In less than half a minute, he cleaned himself up quickly, and transformed into a look that could attend business meetings at any time.

"Let us congratulate these players for qualifying for the finals of the Andorra World Cup." The president of the International Snow Federation smiled and nodded, and continued, "Of course, besides this, there are also many excellent alpine skiers. Athletes, thank you for your hard work this season! Hope to see you again next year!"

Applause rang out, and the shutters of reporters kept ringing.

Xie Bujing finally recovered from the daze, and whispered: "Andor..."

Chen Jing was stunned: "The finals are in our country?"

Yan Li: "... read more books, and Andorra is a country in itself, at the junction of France and Spain."

"That's it." Chen Jing scratched the back of his head, a little embarrassed, "I only know that many people's WeChat addresses will choose Andorra, and they think it's from our country."

Strictly: ==

From March 3th to 13th, the World Cup finals were held in the Principality of Andorra.

Different from the sub-stations, only the top 25 skiers in each event are eligible to participate in the finals.

It can be said that this is an event that brings together the world's top skiers.

I don't know if it's because of the higher quality, the competition atmosphere of the finals is obviously stronger.

On the agenda released by the organizer, in addition to ski competitions, there are many press conferences, media public events, business forums and other content.

The competition lasted for a total of 7 days, and men and women competed in 10 small events. In theory, there is no entry limit. As long as the athletes enter the top 25 of the individual events and have enough physical strength, they can participate in each competition.

"Have you decided what project you want to participate in?" Before the competition, Xiang Chuan asked Xie Bujing and Jiang Xuekuo via remote video.

Xie Bujing: "Aren't we all going?"

Jiang Xuekuo: "Me too."

Xiang Chuan was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed: "I asked a stupid question, so please do your best for the competition, and I will give you a vacation after this skating."

The management of the national team is very strict. Xie Bujing has been in the ski team for almost two years, and this is the first time he has been given a vacation.

After hanging up the phone, Xie Bujing asked Jiang Xuekuo: "Do you want to go out and play?"

Jiang Xuekuo: "What about you?"

"Not yet, let's see after the skating." Xie Bujing shook his head.

On March 3, the men's downhill event, the final scene of the Iltat mountain in the Principality of Andorra.

The national flags of various countries were fluttering on the arena, the excited spectators entered the arena one after another with tickets, and the athletes were warming up in the open space. The atmosphere of the competition was very strong.

In the auditorium, fans kept waving inflatable cheering sticks and small flags to cheer for their favorite athletes.

Xie Bujing even saw a small group of teams holding the five-star red flag, both boys and girls, and generally looked younger.

"Look over there," Xie Bujing poked Jiang Xuekuo.

Jiang Xuekuo raised his head: "What's wrong?"

Xie Bujing: "This is the first time I have seen support from my own country."

The other side was already paying close attention to their situation. At this moment, they both met their eyes and shouted louder.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"Thank you, Bu Jing, come on!!"

"Jiang Xuekuo come on!!"

Xie Bujing walked over: "Hello."

The young audience screamed excitedly: "Ahhhhhhhhh!!"

"Come on for the game!! We all like you!"

Xie Bujing was infected by their smiles, and laughed too: "Where did you come from?"

"We are European students!"

"We came from China to watch your game!"

Although skiing is a niche sport, it is easy to get addicted to it once you learn it.Xie Bujing even heard that there are snow fans chasing ace skiers all over the world, and followed them through the whole season without losing a game.

It's just that I didn't expect to have fans who support me now.

"Thank you for your support," said Xie Bujing, who raised his head almost the whole time, as the spectator stand was much higher than the ski finish line, "but you must also pay attention to safety."

"Yeah, we all came with friends!"

Not far away, two boys were talking in a low voice: "Brother, you came here even if you said thank you, why is Jiang Xuekuo still standing there?"

"What do you know, he is a ruthless boss, so he doesn't bother to talk to mere mortals like us."

The younger brother next to him nodded thoughtfully: "As expected of a big brother, his eyes are fierce, but his chest is really big."

"Hey, it's too big." The younger sister glanced at it and immediately looked away, "It's so scary, it will crush people to death."

"What do you know?" My brother was full of disdain, "Big breasts are the happiness of a man."

The younger sister rolled her eyes: "You envy others because you don't have one."

The brother was silent.

The younger brother touched his chest and fell silent.

After being silent, the elder brother sighed and said regretfully, "Why didn't Jiang Xuekuo come here?"

Brother: "You said I called his name, would he come over?"

Brother: "Yes, you go and try."

"Jiang..." The younger brother opened his mouth to utter a syllable, and then quickly closed it, "Forget it, the boss will definitely not talk to us."

"Are you cowardly? How dare you chase the athlete if you are so cowardly?" The younger sister rolled her eyes, and suddenly put her arms around her mouth and shouted, "Thank you, don't be surprised, can you help Jiang Xuekuo come over?"

Xie Bujing: "?"

Brother, younger brother: "!!"

Wow, is there still such an operation?

Xie Bujing turned his head and found that when he was talking to the audience, Jiang Xuekuo was standing by the side the whole time, watching the scene with a calm expression.

Xie Bujing: "..."

Jiang Xuekuo's aloof persona is here again.

It's fine if he's really cold, but most of the time he doesn't want to talk, or doesn't know what to say.Xie Bujing had already seen several people wanting to talk to Jiang Xuekuo, but he was frightened back when he saw the other person's face.

Xie Bujing then asked: "Are any of you fans of Jiang Xuekuo?"

"Have!"

"some!"

Almost half of the people raised their hands. While raising their hands, the elder brothers and younger brothers carefully peeked at Jiang Xuekuo.

The younger sister sighed, thanked and said without surprise: "Xiao Jing, we are fans of you and Jiang Xuekuo, can I take a photo of you together?"

"Jiang Xuekuo," Xie Bu called him in surprise, "Come here, someone wants to take a photo of us."

Jiang Xuekuo: "Okay."

Then he came.

Brother and younger brother almost doubt life.

That's it? ?It's that simple? ?

"See?" The younger sister raised her chin, showing a proud expression like a queen, "It's a matter of one sentence."

Brother, younger brother: "..."

That is also a matter of thanking Bujing a word, what does it have to do with you? !

There was very little time to talk, and the staff quickly reminded them to prepare for the game.

The two nodded and left, and they could still hear a steady stream of blessings coming.

"Come on!!"

"You guys are amazing, go ahead!!!"

"Take the magic crystal ball!!!"

After bidding farewell to the audience, Xie Bujing kept a faint smile on his face.

Jiang Xuekuo: "You like them very much?"

Xie Bujing nodded: "I like interacting with fans."

Jiang Xuekuo was a little surprised: "I thought your character was the type that didn't care about outside voices."

"I really don't care much about outside voices, but fans are different." Xie Bujing slowed down his voice, with a nostalgic expression on his face, "Although sports is my own business, when I think that there are still people who support me, who can Feel the joy from my movement..."

Xie Bujing put his hands on his chest, his eyes were facing the sun, as if riding a cluster of flames that would never go out.

"Courage will flow out from here, supporting me to keep sliding."

Jiang Xuekuo stared blankly at this scene, the dazzling light almost burned his vision.

"What about you?" Xie Bujing asked him, "Why are you skiing?"

Jiang Xuekuo thought for a while, and said, "There's no particular reason, just slip if you like it."

"I like it," Xie Bujing laughed, "This is the best reason."

Everyone stands here with love and hard work.

Exquisite skills, increase speed, and then use the few tenths of a second to surpass, to give back to one's love.

The sky in the Alps is clear and the sun is warm, while the distant land thousands of miles away has been shrouded in darkness.

……

Beijing University, the teaching building of Huaguang School of Management, and several students from the Department of Economics are staying up all night working on projects.

Suddenly, there was a vibration from the mobile phone of the team leader senior.

The junior raised his head and called out cautiously: "Senior Li Yuan?"

"Sorry." Li Yuan connected the bluetooth headset and walked out of the house, "I have something to do, I will make up my part later."

……

Beijing City, Wudaokou, a Qing bar that mainly entertains students, was booked out today and became a special alpine skiing event.

"Did you see this contestant who is about to start? This is my master!" Zhao Chengyue drank a glass of cocktail and bragged to a group of cronies, "He taught me how to ski."

"Really? He is a national team player."

"What are you doing to lie to you? Come, come and show you a photo of me and him. My master is amazing! He is going to participate in the Winter Olympics and win glory for the country!"

……

Beijing City, a community, children's room.

The quilt on the bed was so high that one could vaguely see the light inside.

"Ruan Ruan, why haven't you slept yet?" The woman opened the door and came in. "There is ballet class tomorrow morning."

"Mom," the little boy pulled off the quilt, blinking pitifully, "I'm watching the teacher's final."

……

Beijing City, the old city, a small room in a dilapidated courtyard house with an upper bunk.

A mobile phone screen was lit in the darkness, revealing the boy's nimble nose and a small light brown mole on it.

Hearing the snoring sound from outside the house, the boy lowered the volume and whispered into the phone: "Brother, come on!"

……

Beijing, the training base of the National Alpine Ski Team.

A cluster of bright lights appeared in the dark dormitory, and the narrow space of more than ten square meters was crowded with dark people.

"Oh, stepped on my foot!"

"Who told you not to turn on the light? It's so dark, who can see where your feet are?"

"Is it because I don't want to turn on the lights? It's too late to be discovered by the coach!"

"The coach is already asleep!"

"Stop arguing," Qin Ye patted the heads away from each other, "This is a mobile phone that I managed to get, and it will be over if it is confiscated."

"That's right, it's over if it's confiscated." An unusually familiar voice sounded.

In an instant, dozens of people in the room fell into silence.

After an unknown amount of time, someone suddenly tried to shout: "Coach?"

"Isn't it? Don't tell me it's really the coach?"

"...Don't deceive yourself, okay?" A grumpy voice sounded, "I just didn't turn on the light and I'm not blind. Will I let the coach in?"

"That's right, it must be someone pretending to be a coach with a scary voice."

"It scares me to death, it's fine if it's not me."

The familiar voice sounded again: "Then do you listen to me pretending to be like me?"

"Like, it's so fucking similar! It's like the coach himself standing here!"

As soon as these words came out, the room became quiet again, only the sound of pounding heartbeats, and the sound of rapid breathing that was trying to cover up.

Amidst the violent heartbeat, Qin Ye carefully turned on the flashlight...

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

In the men's dormitory of the national alpine ski team, there was a burst of hog-killing cries.

Dozens of big men were all crowded in the corner, as if they had seen the most terrifying ghost in the world.

With fangs, Li Gui pressed on them step by step: "Give me the phone."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Qin Ye clasped the phone tightly to his chest, with an expression of resignation to death.

"Are you still watching the game?" Xiang Chuan urged, "If you continue to toss, you will miss the game."

Qin Ye was taken aback, and his eyes widened in joy: "Coach?"

"Give it to me, the game is about to start!"

Qin Ye was overjoyed, put his palms together and presented the phone: "Okay, okay, come!"

……

"China Central Television, hello viewers..."

"China Central Television, hello viewers..."

"China Central Television, hello viewers, you are watching the 2020-2021 Alpine Skiing World Cup finals, the men's downhill event."

People gathered in front of large or small screens, watching the event thousands of miles away through the live broadcast.

The Alps, the Principality of Andorra, the Alpine Skiing World Cup Finals, the scene of the downhill competition.

In the air of minus 3 degrees, Xie Bujing put on snow goggles and stood in front of the starting line.

The top of the mountain is very quiet, with a vertical drop of more than 700 meters and a track length of nearly 2600 meters, which isolates all sounds from the bottom of the mountain, and he can only hear the wind whistling past his ears.

When the countdown sounded, Xie Bujing suddenly opened his eyes and swooped down like an eagle.

He loves skiing, and he is eager to repay this love with his grades.