Perhaps his mentality was shattered by the results of player No. 14.
Jiang Chen unexpectedly became the only player to score more than 640 rings in the qualifying round. This result surprised many people. However, the most surprising thing is not the result of 640 rings, but the name under the line of numbers - Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen, when this name is mentioned, two names will pop up in the minds of most people in the world.
One is the Future People Group and the other is Star Ring Trading.
No matter which name he is named, it is enough to push him to the throne of the world's richest man. There are even rumors that his personal wealth has surpassed that of the Rothschild family, the financial overlord of the old era. With one person's power, he controls enough wealth to look down on the entire Wall Street, and his assets can be converted into banknotes to buy half the world...
However, such a capitalist who is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people with his strong financial resources has created miracles that shocked the world as an athlete. This contrast in status makes it difficult for most people to adapt to it for a while.
Even if he is the richest man in the world, his motor skills are so incredible...
You have taken advantage of all these benefits, and I wonder if anyone else is going to live!
Player No. 15 Matthew Emmons, standing next to Jiang Chen, ranked ninth with a score of 613 rings. This veteran, who was originally expected to compete for the gold medal, was unexpectedly eliminated and missed the finals, which made many people regret it.
Given Matthew's age, this may be the last time he stands in the Olympic arena. As a result, he failed to even reach the finals and ended his career with ninth place in the qualifying round. It has to be said that it was a great success. A rather regrettable thing.
With mixed feelings in his heart and leaving the field with mixed emotions, Matthew threw his baseball cap on the table in the lounge, took the mineral water from the coach's hand, and silently took a sip from his mouth. .
Looking at the game replay on the screen, when he saw the number 630, his heart twitched violently.
After throwing the mineral water to the ground, Matthew suddenly stood up from the bench.
"I want to report him for taking doping drugs!"
Surprised eyes were focused on Matthew, and all the athletes in the lounge were looking at him.
Shooting coach Dict was stunned for a moment, then put his hands on Matthew's shoulders, looked at him with a serious expression, and asked seriously.
"Who was doped?"
"Jiang Chen! New Zealand athlete Jiang Chen!" Staring at the screen, Matthew shouted angrily, "How can a layman who doesn't even know how to hold a gun achieve a score of 640? Is it just because He has money, so can he bribe the entire Olympic Committee to turn a blind eye to his cheating? I bet he must have taken banned drugs. If it is not banned, then he must have used some other high-tech gadget!"
When Matthew said this, Dickert also reacted.
Yes, how can an amateur athlete score a high score of 640 rings
The possibility of stimulants is unlikely, but some kind of aiming-assisted chip or something similar would certainly not be able to escape.
Thinking of the miraculous high technologies of the Future Man Group, the more he thought about it, the more likely it became!
And the most important thing is that once the accusation is established, Jiang Chen will definitely be disqualified by the Olympic Organizing Committee. And by then, Matthew, who is ranked ninth, will hope to enter the finals!
Thinking of this, Dickert's eyes shone brightly. He, who had been completely disappointed with Matthew's ranking, saw new hope again.
"I will respond immediately to the International Anti-Doping Federation!" Staring into Matthew's eyes, Dict said righteously, "Athletes who use despicable means to win competitions must be sanctioned!"
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On the other side of the arena, sitting in the lounge, Jiang Chen took the energy drink specially provided by Future Life from Qianxia's hand, raised his head and took a sip.
"You are the most talented athlete I have ever seen! With a little training, you can definitely challenge the world record with your talent."
Listening to the excited Wang Tao persuading people beside him, Jiang Chen put down the greeting in his hand and waved his hand with a smile.
"Okay, you know I'm just playing for fun. If I'm lucky, I can pick up a gold medal and hang it back. It doesn't matter if I don't get it. As for the training you mentioned, I have no interest in dedicating my limited life to sports."
Seeing that Jiang Chen was completely unmoved, Wang Tao shook his head regretfully.
In fact, he also knew in his heart that the achievements and benefits that the gold medal could bring to this "genius" were quite limited. It's just a pity that he has such a good talent. If he had a different identity or another person, Wang Tao would not let him go no matter what. He would drag this kind of monster into the national team even if he was forced to do so.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the lounge.
Wang Tao was stunned for a moment, looked at the door and said.
"Please come in."
After knocking on the door, a middle-aged man wearing a suit and a hooked nose walked into the lounge of the New Zealand athletes, followed by three other people. After scanning around the lounge, his eyes finally stopped on Jiang Chen and walked over.
"Hello, Mr. Jiang Chen, we are observers of the Medical and Scientific Committee of the International Olympic Committee. My name is Griffin, and this is my assistant Hughes. We have received reports from other competitors and suspect that you may be in If you take stimulants or auxiliary drugs with stimulant functions during the competition, we will examine you based on the principle of fairness and justice. In order to avoid affecting your final results, we hope you can cooperate with our work."
When Griffin said this, he did not hide his volume. Everyone in the lounge heard what he said, looked at each other, and started talking quietly.
"Stimulants? Director Jiang is not that kind of person..."
"But if there was no medication, how to explain his results?"
"Could it be..."
"This is slander!" Wang Tao stood up angrily. Just as he was about to go forward to argue with the man, Jiang Chen reached out and gently pulled him back.
"Did I hear you correctly?" Looking at Mr. Griffin standing in front of him, Jiang Chen almost couldn't hold back his laughter. "Doping can also be used in shooting competitions? With all due respect, this is my first time. It is said that."
Griffin looked a little embarrassed.
There is no precedent for doping in shooting competitions, but no one has ever won a championship through this stuff.
After all, unlike those events that test physical fitness, shooting competitions require athletes to be highly concentrated, and it is best to be able to achieve a level of calmness. Not to mention stimulants, taking sedatives is almost the same.
It is really a clumsy method to accuse shooters of doping.
Seeing Griffin and his assistant exchange awkward glances, Jiang Chen sighed and said seriously.
"You won't cheat, right? I can teach you."
"You just want that Matthew to get out, right?"
"This is easy to handle. Can't we just drag him to the shooting range and rematch alone?"
"Nonsense!" The assistant named Hughes's face turned red, but he insisted on pretending to speak righteously. It looked so funny, "When did I say that it was Matthew who reported you? The Olympic Committee will Protect the privacy of every reporter, and if you maliciously guess the reporter’s identity, be careful of facing defamation lawsuits!”
"Is there any need to guess?" Jiang Chen laughed and said, "Who doesn't know that the Olympic Committee is run by you Americans?"
"Mr. Jiang, I also hope that you can cooperate with the inspection. If you have no problems, we will give you a fair answer. I think you don't want to be disqualified from the finals because you refuse the inspection, right?" Griffin said with twinkling eyes.
"Of course," Jiang Chen happily agreed and made a gesture of invitation, "Please do so."