The finals will be played in three days.
Accompanied by everyone from the Downhill Association, Yu Nian went to the competition committee to enter the final information. He attached his competition bracelet to the machine, and when the machine made a beep, it indicated that the information had been successfully entered.
Yu Nian took off the bracelet, turned around, and saw more than 30 other contestants who had qualified for the finals in the hall lining up to enter.
In addition to him, there were two Chinese people present who qualified for the finals. Seeing Yu Nian coming over, he nodded friendly to him, and there was still some curiosity in his eyes.
In the Chinese longboard downhill circle, the group of people at the head basically know each other. Yu Nian is a new face that suddenly appeared this year, not to mention that this new face looks too good, and is so young, people can't help but focus their attention on him.
After Lucius from the United States entered the information, he glanced at Yu Nian who was about to go out, and couldn't help but say, "Hey, beautiful little guy, I am surprised that you can make it to the finals."
When he walked up to Yu Nian, he didn't care whether the boy in front of him could understand the language he spoke.
"But with your speed in qualifying, you're still far from a medal. I suggest you go back and recuperate. A scar is a medal of man and strength, but it shouldn't be on you."
It is true that after this qualifying round, this young man who missed the pre-match test track has initially established a familiarity with the track.
Maybe his speed in the final will improve.
But so what
The number of times he has set foot on this track is still too infrequent, and this only qualifier cannot make him remember the characteristics of each corner and each section of the road.
"You have great potential, but this time is not your stage." Lucius shook his head and continued, "I look forward to seeing you perform better in the next competition, I wish you good luck."
This young man from his native China has already shown his competitiveness in the longboard downhill field.
Lucius knew that if he could maintain this state, he would be the strongest opponent in the next competition, who was familiar with the track and had more mature skills.
Yu Nian put on his bracelet and looked at Lucius: "Not the next time, but every time."
His standard aristocratic Oxford accent from southern England made Lucius raise his eyebrows in surprise. His voice was calm, not provocative, not the spirit and anger of a young boy, but as if he was expounding some theorem and facts.
Wanting to say something else, Yu Nian nodded politely to him and left with the help of Deng Jingwei and Wu Qian.
Lucius's friend heard the conversation between the two and pouted at Yu Nian's back: "Isn't this the little guy in the same group as you? Blind confidence and arrogance are not a good thing."
He ranked first in the group and undoubtedly got a place in the finals.
Lucius took out a piece of chewing gum and chewed it: "Don't underestimate him. Harrison, can you get such a result the first time?"
Harrison shrugged. "Damn it. For safety's sake, I wouldn't do such a thing."
"Stop making excuses, you know you can't." Lucius spread his hands. "Of course, neither can I. You're not in the same group as him, and when you're on the same road as him, you'll find out—"
Discover the madness that grew out of the young man's bones.
…
In the medical tent prepared by the competition committee, the doctor first cleaned the wound on Yu Nian's wrist with hydrogen peroxide, and then repeatedly rinsed with normal saline to remove the small grit and dust embedded in the wound.
After applying the layer of medicine, the doctor pushed the glasses: "The weather is hot, so I don't need to bandage it. Fortunately, the wound is not deep. Pay attention to it these few days. It will be fine when it scabs. The young man is getting better quickly, don't worry."
"In addition, the shoulder and back are bruised and swollen. After returning home, use an ice pack for cold compresses, and change the heat compress tomorrow."
Thanks to the doctor, a group of people returned to the hotel.
Deng Jingwei went to the hotel and asked for half a bucket of ice cubes, wrapped it in a towel and signaled Yu Nian to lie down and apply the ice.
Yu Nian lay on the bed and put his hand that had already stopped bleeding with iodophor on the edge of the bed.
Deng Jingwei lifted the clothes on his back and took a breath when he saw the blue and purple underneath.
There is a leather jacket as a buffer, but at such a high speed Yu Nian directly hit the protective wall, causing his shoulders and back to swell up, and the blood stains oozing from the scratches. The back is more dazzling.
Deng Jingwei was so distressed that he carefully put the towel wrapped in ice on it.
"Does it hurt?"
Yu Nian lifted his eyelashes and answered truthfully, "It hurts."
The people of the Downhill Association standing next to him heard this, and their hearts were tensed together.
The hair of Yu Nian lying on the bed looked very soft, and the broken hair fell fluffy on the forehead. His skin was white, and the ends of his eyes were upturned. When he looked up like this, his heart seemed to be swept by those eyelashes.
They are used to falling. Those who play longboards, who have never fallen, will get used to the pain and the endurance.
But looking at Yu Nian, I felt that his fall hurt, it really hurt.
"Oh, can this not hurt? Zicheng is like this." Deng Jingwei chattered, "Can you take care of it in three days? I said if we don't go to the finals, what if the old injuries add new ones."
Yu Nian smiled: "How can I not go to the finals that I finally got."
This time, among the three people who participated in the competition in the s City Downhill Association, he was the only one who got one of the 32 places.
Deng Jingwei sighed and muttered in his mouth. He really didn't know the benefits of participating in this competition.
Let’s talk about the bonus, the prize money for the champion can be 5,000 US dollars, which is not too small, but it seems that it is not worth it for the sake of this 5,000 US dollars.
Speaking of fame, look at now, the big guys in the Downhill Association don't even know that Yu Nian is an artist, let alone other people. Such a niche competition is held in a decent manner, but it is basically not well-known outside the circle.
Wu Qian and others sat next to him and helped Yu Nian analyze and review the results.
"We have just discussed that there is a lot of room for saving energy in the densely curved area. If the general direction remains unchanged, we may be able to achieve the purpose of saving energy through technical fine-tuning."
As he spoke, he discussed a plan with Yu Nian.
Yu Nian listened carefully.
After everyone went out and left him a quiet space to rest, Yu Nian took out a few ice cubes from the half bucket and threw them into the glass.
He shook the glass and saw the ice cubes clink in the glass, and the crisp sound made him a little fascinated.
After a moment of silence, Yu Nian took off the ice towel behind his back, and took out the pen and paper from his backpack.
Draw a wavy curve on the paper to represent a continuous curve, and cut out a standard circle comparable to that drawn by a compass. Pointing out the center and radius, Yu Nian fell into contemplation.
He was thinking about what radius and angle to use when cornering to maximize energy savings and achieve high enough speed.
In the case of limited physical strength, he must have an understanding of the value of each corner, and allocate it well to reduce unnecessary waste.
After writing and drawing on the paper, Yu Nian folded the paper in pairs and threw it into the trash can.
Lying down again, he closed his eyes and entered the system space.
As soon as he came in, Yu Nian noticed the changes here.
At this moment, it is no longer the familiar towering mountain, but the Tianmen Mountain with ninety-nine bends that implies "the sky has nine layers, and the clouds have nine sky".
He knew that this was the [modeling function] prompted by the system.
Every inch of the mountain road under his feet is perfectly matched with the real Tianmen Mountain. Whether it is the joints on the cement road or the wet traces left by the seepage of the mountain at the backlight, everything is perfectly restored to reality, giving him an incomparable sense of reality.
Looking around, this mountain is devoid of people and hustle and bustle, and some are only a vast expanse of green, the top of the mountain is surrounded by clouds and mist, and the verdant trees cover the sky, pushing from the valley to the top of the mountain.
The ground beneath your feet is so majestic.
This is Tianmen Mountain by himself. There are no tourists who gather all year round, no spectators at the foot of the mountain, no spectators in the valley, and no waving flags and banners.
It is Tianmen Mountain, which is silent and completely attributed to pure nature.
Except for that road—
It is the only artificial trace in this magnificent landscape.
Yu Nian stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the winding mountain road that stretched to the end.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, he turned to look at the strong coach, and said calmly, "I must win this time."
There is momentum in the sound.
The coach smiled and came to him: "Do you think the meaning of extreme sports is to win?"
A random question contained the meaning of looking at Yu Nian's true thoughts.
"Whatever it is." Yu Nian paused, "but this time I want to win."
This is his first confrontation with the will of the world.
It was his first announcement to break free from the shackles of the plot.
As for the meaning of extreme sports in the mouth of the coach.
Yu Nian sat down on the top of the mountain, and the oncoming wind made him close his eyes slightly.
He doesn't think that everything he wants to do must have a so-called meaning.
"I haven't found the meaning of it yet."
Those words that others like to add to the four words extreme sports, such as the true meaning of life and exploration, have yet to resonate with Yu Nian.
He likes the sport, enjoys the sport, but at this moment, he will not add more deep meaning to these four words.
"For me now, it is no different from sports like basketball and swimming, but it is more thrilling and exciting."
At the beginning, I wanted to play extreme sports, but I just wanted to find some ups and downs in the unchanging life.
"Maybe my thoughts will change in the future, but at this moment, all my efforts are aimed at that medal."
The coach looked at him for a long time and smiled: "You are very honest. Your desire to win or lose surprises me."
"Young man, it doesn't matter if your opinion will change in the future." Pat Yu Nian's shoulder, the coach called up his training data chart, "But now you want to win, I will help you win."
The coach asked: "You already have your own thinking about the adjustment on the corners, right?"
Yu Nian: "Yes, I still need to verify."
"Then go to verify."
"This space is only for you. This is your own winding road. Enjoy it."
"When you get back to the real track that belongs to you, you will realize the secret of victory."
Three days later, the finals officially opened.
It rained lightly the day before, but today the rain stopped, and the weather was sultry.
More spectators came to watch the game than a few days ago, crowding every hillside that could watch the game.
During the hot flashes, there were bursts of boiling noises.
The water-soaked flags and banners were heavily rolled up, and the wind seemed to be sticky and sweaty.
The commentator's voice sounded: "Friends, welcome to the Tianmen Mountain Longboard Downhill Open. The qualifying competition was held here three days ago, and 32 downhill players with extraordinary strength were competed. Today, they are going to The final medal challenge, let's look forward to their performance today!"
On the twelve huge LED screens sponsored by the excellent brand, the lens swept across the various sections of Tongtian Avenue.
"It can be seen that because of the rain yesterday, the road is not completely dry. In the shade, the slippery section will bring a severe test to the players."
In Tianmendong Square, Yu Nian moved his wrists and put on gloves.
After three days of recovery, the swelling on his shoulders and back subsided, leaving only a trace of bruising.
The wound on his wrist has also scabbed over, and is now firmly wrapped by the glove.
"Are you okay?" Wu Qian asked worriedly.
For the past three days, Yu Nian locked himself in the hotel room and never went out. Wu Qian had to worry about his state.
Yu Nian nodded, took the helmet from Deng Jingwei's hand, and walked to the start of the track.
On the other hand, Operational Excellence is watching the game remotely.
Seeing how his manager was staring at the screen with all his attention, Xiao Yun complained to his colleagues tearfully: "It's so hard to choose people..."
"I just said that the All-Star Games will be held soon. With such a topical program, it would be great to pick a popular and good-looking idol on the top! The manager insisted that it was inappropriate."
The operations manager glanced at it and said angrily: "The All-Star Games is like a joke. The topic is already there, does it match our brand image?"
A small operation complained: "There are many great gods who play longboards, but their image popularity is a problem. When choosing someone to be an endorsement, except for telling consumers, 'Oh, I have an endorser', there is no use for anything else, it can be moved. How's the sales going?"
The operations manager knocked on his head: "Shut up, the game is about to start, be honest."
Under the scorching sun, the camera swept over 32 longboard downhillers.
Yu Nian put on his helmet and pulled down the pc shutter.
"Take your place—ready—"
The referee raises the starting gun.
"boom!"
With a gunshot, Yu Nian stepped on the longboard and swooped down without hesitation.