As soon as the word "Ten Rings" came out, the audience fell silent. The audience was stunned for two seconds before they realized that Xi Nian's first arrow had won the opening lottery. Xi Nian's few fans jumped and jumped so excited that their faces turned red.
He won, and they were honored.
It seemed that he had gained confidence all of a sudden, and even his waist was straightened a bit.
Lu Xingzhe pressed the camera shutter and looked at the viewing area again. Seeing that Su Ge was still smiling when the camera cut through, he even applauded with everyone. He thought to himself who said that Su Ge's acting was bad, isn't it good to pretend.
Although Chen Sihao didn't expect to win from the beginning, he didn't want to lose too badly. Xi Nian's performance brought him a lot of pressure. Under the referee's signal, he shot the arrow and pulled the string, only to hit the target. A six ring.
"cut-"
There was boos off the field.
The referee signaled to prepare for the next year.
No one knew how hard Xi Nian shot the arrow just now. When it was his turn to shoot the arrow this time, the timer had elapsed for a full five seconds before he gathered all his strength to lift the bow and pull the string again, squinting and starting to aim. target.
This time, his right hand was shaking more than the last time, and the bowstring was only three-quarters full, so it was difficult to use half of his strength.
Finally, an audience noticed something was wrong and lowered their heads and began to whisper.
"Is Xi Nian uncomfortable? I see that his clothes are sweaty on his back."
"What's more, when the camera cut a close-up just now, blue veins came out on his head."
"I think so too. The arrow keeps shaking. Could it be an injury?"
When Su Ge's fans heard it, they murmured quite a bit of criticism: "If you can't win, you can't win. For what reason, he probably saw that Su Ge was injured on the hot search, and he also wanted to fight for sympathy and show the popularity."
Li Xixi was also standing in the crowd. She heard the discussion among the sisters beside her, and she said hesitantly: "In case... Xi Nian is really injured, I think his grades are good, there is no need to find reasons... "
The companion pulled her: "Oh, even if Xi Nian is really injured, it's always a fact that he stepped on Su Ge, so don't speak for him."
At the end of the last competition, many marketing accounts were posting to fight traffic, hyping Xi Nian and demeaning Suge as ugly as they were. It was the navy that Xi Nian Xianghong bought deliberately, so he held a lot of hostility towards him.
Li Xixi thought so at first, but she somehow felt that Xi Nian was not that kind of person: "But..."
The companion urged: "Oh, don't do it, let's watch the game."
Xi Nian is a human being, not a god. No matter how much he can endure, when he is beyond the limits of his body, he can't do anything. The slight shaking of the arrow makes him unable to aim at the target at all. Seeing that the timer has passed twenty seconds, many people are Secretly apprehensive.
"Clap."
A drop of sweat the size of a bean rolled down Xi Nian's face, and then quietly disappeared into the green lawn under his feet.
Xi Nian's hand holding the bow loosened and loosened, but he never let it go. Seeing this, System 009 finally couldn't help it, and fluttered his wings and flew in front of him: [Ding ~ dear host, there are many more competitions, Don't worry about the gains and losses at this time.]
twenty-three seconds,
Twenty-four seconds.
Xi Nian's eyes were blank for a moment because of sweat. He didn't answer the system, but endured the pain, gritted his teeth and slowly pulled the bowstring.
"Whoosh!"
The long-awaited arrow finally shot out. With a slight cracking sound, there was an arrow mark on the yellow inner circle on the target not far away, and the distance from the previous arrow was only a few millimeters away.
Still ten rings.
"Beautiful!" Some audience members couldn't help applauding.
The referee felt that Xi Nian's condition was not very good, and came over to ask him in a low voice if he needed to see a doctor, but he shook his head and refused.
Lu Xingzhe quickly tapped his fingertips on the camera. He only thought that he was trying to be brave. Coupled with the chatter of a few girls who were chasing stars around him, he simply turned around and limped towards the C area, which happened to be the station of Xi Nian's sporadic fans. Location.
Su Ge has been sitting quietly watching the game. His agent frowned and said in a low voice: "If Xi Nian wins this game, we will not be able to explain it to the public."
After hearing the words, Su Ge adjusted his sitting posture and sneered disdainfully: "He may not be able to hold it to the back."
The agent asked, "What do you mean?"
No matter what an idol artist in the rising stage of his career does, he must get the approval of the company. Su Ge’s burning of Xi Nian that day was purely impulsive. :"nothing."
Chen Sihao is now in a state of being broken and broken. He glanced at Xi Nian, and then he drew his bow and shot an arrow in frustration, only to hear a muffled swooshing sound, and he accidentally hit the 9th lap by mistake.
The broadcast sounded: "Chen Sihao on the fifteenth, the first group of the second arrow and nine rings."
The commentator began to mobilize the audience's emotions when he saw the needle: "It seems that the feeling of No. 15 player has come up. I don't know if he can catch up with Xi Nian in the later stage. It seems that there will be a wonderful competition between the two..."
The house leak happened to be raining all night, which is probably Xi Nian's current state. When he tried to raise his right hand to draw the bow again, his arm was no longer obeying him, and half of his shoulders were in a state of stiffness and numbness, so it was too late. verb: move.
Seeing this, several fans showed concern and stomped their feet anxiously: "What should I do, he must be unwell."
There was gossip around: "It seems that No. 9 is lost."
The referee is an experienced referee, and when he saw Xi Nian's appearance, he could guess the reason. He stepped forward and said, "How is it? Can you continue to persevere? If you feel unwell, you must say it."
Xi Nian's back was covered in cold sweat, and the wind blew rustling cold. He slowly calmed his breath, but he couldn't say the word "retirement". He nodded slightly to the referee: "You can continue."
The timer began to count, and the system No. 009 flapped its wings. Seeing Xi Nian's pale face, he re-armed the arrow and pulled the strings. He turned around in a bit of distress, and finally the broken jar flew to his wrist: [Forget it, you are No. 9, I am also a No. 9. For the sake of everyone being a No. 9, I will make an exception to help you.]
As it said, the chubby body supported Xi Nian's arm from below, and it felt icy cold to the touch. After a flash of blue light, the original pain miraculously dissipated.
Seeing this, Xi Nian's pupils shrank slightly, and his heart was surprised, but because there was too much time left, he couldn't care about asking anything, so he quickly pulled the string and aimed at the target again, trying his best to set his mind to find the ring position.
There was not much time left. The focus of the arrows skipped the outer circle one by one, and they were fixed on the yellow ten-ring position.
Everyone saw the shadow of an arrow flashing in front of them, with the potential of breaking bamboo, and when they did not enter the target position, they made a muffled sound, and the strength was obviously much stronger than the previous two.
The male commentator is Xi Nian's half-passenger fan. He has been following his developments. When he saw it, he almost slapped the table with excitement: "Beautiful! Player No. 9 hit another ten ring! Another shot! A ten ring!"
The system shook its body proudly, and the little wings fanned even more cheerfully.
Xi Nian lowered his eyes and turned his wrist without a trace, but found no pain at all. He was silent for a moment, then looked at the chubby blue ball of light beside him: "...What did you do?"
The system was complacent, and at this time got rid of the standard polite expressions that were comparable to the customer service of X treasure, and said in a arrogant tone: [Ding! The pain is relieved, only this time, the next is not an example.]
Xi Nian guessed in his heart that the system was helping him, but he was used to confronting the opponent, and he was silent for a long time after hearing the words, but he didn't say anything in the end.
No one knows Xi Nian's injury better than Su Ge, so he has been waiting for the time when the other party can't hold it. However, as time goes by, Xi Nian not only did not miss the target he expected, but became more and more stable—
ten rings,
ten rings,
In addition to ten rings or ten rings!
When Xi Nian's last arrow hit the bullseye in the center, Suger's face was bloodless, and it was difficult to even make a fake smile in front of the camera.
Sports events are easy to inspire people. When the host announced that Xi Nian was promoted successfully, the applause from the audience almost overturned the stands, and people's ears were numb: "Good job Xi Nian!!! Come on!! Come on! !"
At this time, he really responded to that sentence, and he really was a dark horse that was killed halfway. Obviously, his performance in qualifying was mediocre, or even bad, but he shined in the next few games, which was really unexpected.
"He is too powerful. I have never seen such a high ten-ring rate."
"Some people on the Internet say that he is a vase. It seems that the rumors are not credible."
"But I heard that Xi Nian seems very arrogant."
"What does this have, strength, I am proud of his level."
Today's sun is not dazzling, but the air is slightly restless, mixed with the smell of lawn soil. Xi Nian turned his head and looked at the auditorium at first glance.
His fans gathered there, applauding and hugging with joy, but among the girls, a man appeared out of nowhere, with a black T-shirt, black baseball cap, a camera in hand, and a shoulder bag.
These few simple adjectives can be easily pieced together into three words.
Lu Xingzhe.
Xi Nian retracted his gaze, took the water bottle handed by the staff, unscrewed it and took a sip, then turned and walked towards the backstage.
In order to increase the exposure, the contestants usually choose to sit in the viewing area and wait. Few people will directly return to the lounge. Because of the long game, the armguards on Xi Nian's hands have been soaked with sweat and stick to the wound. Together, he took out the medicine box and cotton swabs from the locker, found a seat and sat down, frowning and took off the arm guard a little.
The scalded area was already bright red. Because of the forceful tearing, tissue fluid and blood began to ooze out of the scab, but I don't know if it was because of the system, but there was no pain at all.
Xi Nian's way of dealing with the wound was quite simple and rude. He used his teeth to open the medicine packet and poured the medicine powder in three or two. He was about to find gauze to wrap the wound when the door of the lounge was suddenly twisted open with a click.
Xi Nian looked up, but saw that it was Su Ge.
"Why are you so pitiful, hiding here and secretly taking medicine?" Su Ge stood at the door, glanced at the back of Xi Nian's hand, and then frowned in disgust, sneering whether it was sarcasm or sarcasm: "Hands are all hurt. In this way, you can even hit ten rings, should I praise you for your strength, or praise you for being too patient?"
Su Ge only felt that Xi Nian didn't dare to say a word when he was scalded last time. He was a timid and useless bastard, but if he knew that the time went back, Xi Nian almost gave him boiling water to burn his head, and he would lend him ten or eight courage. Don't dare to challenge.
Xi Nian didn't say a word, wrapped the gauze three or two times, then stood up from the chair and looked around, trying to find a weapon that was more convenient for hitting people, and he had to beat this grandson out of shit.
The system noticed his thoughts, and it bounced like a cannonball: [Dear host, we have to calm down, violence cannot solve the problem]
Xi Nian didn't want to solve the problem, he just wanted to solve Su Ge, but as soon as the system made a sound, he remembered the last time he was frozen, as if he was suddenly poured cold water, and his mind suddenly calmed down.
Seeing that he didn't make a sound, Su Ge kicked the chair, and the bottom end made a harsh sound when the bottom rubbed the ground. He lowered his voice and threatened: "Don't think it's great to win, last time it was hot, and next time I don't know what it is. Now, I want to see how long you can last."
The system couldn't help it when he heard the words, hula flew to the back of Su Ge's head, and his transparent body kicked his head twice: [It's really annoying! Really annoying!]
How can there be such a nasty human being!
I wanted to kick him last time!
It was rare for Xi Nian to not go against the system. He couldn't stay in the lounge any longer. He threw the medicine box into the locker and was about to leave. When he passed by Su Ge, he put one hand in his pocket and said something with a smile that was not a smile. : "When you had a facelift, you should have asked the doctor to fix your brain too."
Su Ge was stunned for a second when he heard the words, and then he realized that Xi Nian was scolding him, and immediately became furious: "You!"
Xi Nian ignored it and left, and where he couldn't see, a shadow flashed across the corner of the corridor.
Lu Xingzhe didn't expect that he would overhear such exciting news when he was curious to follow up with the backstage. He saw Xi Nian's back disappearing in front of him, then glanced at the door of the lounge with a subtle expression, and stuffed the camera in his hand into his backpack. Then he limped out of the backstage.
There were basically no vacancies in the first few rows of the viewing area. Xi Nian didn't like to sit with unfamiliar people, so he took three steps and two steps, and sat at the back after crossing the front row. It was raining, just in case, other assistants were distributing raincoats to the artists, but Sun Ming ran away so that he couldn't even see the figure.
Xi Nian didn't sleep well last night. He put on his hat and wanted to take a nap, but before he fell asleep, someone was calling his name behind him: "Xi Nian, Xi Nian!"
"Here here!"
Xi Nian raised the brim of his hat, sat up straight and turned his head, only to see a few fans beckoning to him across the guardrail, with pens and photos in their hands, and asked nervously in a low voice, "Xi Nian, we are all your fans. , can you sign your name?"
Xi Nian spent all his energy on filming and intrigue in his last life. His account was always managed by his agent, but he really didn't get along with fans. He paused when he heard the words, then got up from his position and walked to the separated guardrail. in front of.
When the fans saw that he was willing to come, their faces flushed with excitement, and they handed the signature pens forward. Xi Nian took the photos and signed their names one by one.
There was a female fan who didn't bring a photo and sweated on her head in a hurry. Finally, she realized that she was wearing white clothes, her eyes lit up, and she pointed to the clothes and said, "Xi Nian, can you sign it on the clothes?"
She was wearing a short cropped navel dress with a sexy figure, which would be somewhat embarrassing. Xi Nian had nowhere to write, and finally motioned her to turn sideways, and then signed her name on the edge of her left cuff.
This time, I used a flower body, which does not look like a signature, but a decoration, which complements the white clothes.
The female fan noticed his gentleman's actions, and then she reacted. She stuck out her tongue, took out a bag from the rucksack beside her feet, and handed it to him embarrassedly, "We just heard from Yu Fan's agent. People say that the artist will be recording a promotional video in the afternoon, and it may take a long time to wait. These are some small snacks and drinks, you can eat when you are bored."
For the safety of the artists, these things are generally collected by the agent. Xi Nian paused, reached out to take the snack bag, and for the first time in this situation, he spoke to the fans at a distance: "Thank you..."
The fans are bubbling with happiness: "It doesn't matter, you must take care of yourself, we will always support you!"
Xi Nian nodded, then turned and returned to his seat. In addition to the snacks, he also had a cup of pearl milk tea that was temporarily fed. He didn't waste it, and just inserted a straw to drink it.
Lu Xingzhe had a leg injury and returned to the auditorium belatedly, but before he could speak, a few fans on the side asked him, "What did you do just now?"
Lu Xingzhe raised his eyebrows: "Go to the toilet, what's wrong?"
Fans have a "you're wrong billion" expression: "Xi Nian came over just now and signed each of us, it's a pity that you're not here!"
Lu Xingzhe looked at the viewing area subconsciously when he heard the words, only to realize that Xi Nian was sitting over at some point, just a few meters away from them.
There were still several games in the afternoon, but in the middle of the game, some cold raindrops suddenly fell from the sky. Someone touched his head and exclaimed: "Aiya! It's raining!"
"It's really raining!"
"What are you doing? It's sunny today. I didn't even bring an umbrella."
"The staff said it was light rain, and it might stop after ten minutes."
The gym is in a semi-open-air form, and the raindrops fell diagonally and floated directly into the auditorium. The artists had already distributed raincoats by their assistants in advance. In addition, the viewing area had a roof, so the problem was not a big problem. Xi Nian was sitting on the edge, and the raindrops floated in and fell on him, but he was indifferent and continued to close his eyes to rest.
Lu Xingzhe stood all morning and his legs were stiff. He leaned half of his body against the guardrail to relieve the pressure on his legs. It turned out that Xi Nian had no assistant to bring a raincoat. Leaning over to him.
With a soft clatter, something fell into the man's arms.
Xi Nian frowned, opened his eyes, looked down, but saw a plastic raincoat, subconsciously turned around, and saw someone leaning over to look at him leaning against the guardrail, his brows raised proudly, and he smiled like a fox.
Lu Xingzhe
Xi Nian's eyelids jumped, anyway, in his thinking, Lu Xingzhe probably didn't know him now. His brain was spinning a few times, but he didn't know what the other party's intention was, so he simply gave up.
Xi Nian avoided the camera and got up, walked under the guardrail, and handed back the raincoat to him. Because he didn't want to be recognized, he deliberately lowered his voice: "You fell off."
Lu Xingzhe didn't answer. Thanks to the high terrain of the stand, he could look down at Xi Nian, with a smile hidden in the corner of his eyes, and corrected: "It didn't fall, it was given to you."
The slanting raindrops fell from the sky and were blown along by the wind. Half of Lu Xingzhe's shoulders were soaked wet. Against the chaotic and noisy background, his voice was a little unclear.
Xi Nian didn't think Lu Xingzhe would be so kind: "We don't seem to know each other."
He didn't plan to reveal his identity until now, after all, it was very troublesome to be stuck with dog skin plaster.
Lu Xingzhe looked at Xi Nianjun's brows and eyes calmly, and became more and more sure that he was the one who saved him that day. He tapped his fingertips on the guardrail regularly, and half-truthed: "I'm your fan, so it's the head office. Bar."
Xi Nian didn't believe it, he only felt that Lu Xingzhe had bad intentions. Maybe this scribbled paparazzi took himself as the subject of the next issue, looked at the raincoat in his hand, and finally accepted it: "Thank you."
The smile in Lu Xingzhe's eyes grew brighter when he heard the words. His lips were naturally bright red, and when they were slightly raised, they were more confusing than girls: "You're welcome, just sign my name next time."
Xi Nian pretended not to hear and sat back in his seat.
It didn't take long for the rain to get heavy, and even the temperature dropped. The staff kept reassuring the audience, saying that the rain would stop in a while, and the fans rarely came to watch the idol game, and they were reluctant to leave. They tried to find a way to find it. When a scalper buys rain gear, the mobile vendors outside directly mention the disposable raincoat for 60 yuan a piece.
"What a black heart! I don't think five yuan for this broken plastic raincoat is too much!"
"Let's buy it quickly. It's all sold out in a while. I came from out of town to watch the game. Thanks to leaving now, it's not worthwhile to catch a cold."
In order to avoid the rain, some people were hiding under the roof. Lu Xingzhe was too lazy to buy an umbrella because of his leg pain. In addition, he had a hat, so he still leaned against the guardrail and did not move his nest.
Xi Nian glanced back and saw that the girls who gave him snacks before had no umbrellas. There was a beautiful girl with a round face who didn't even care about her image, so she put a plastic bag over her head, which made people unable to help. Muffled laughter.
Xi Nian retracted his gaze, didn't know what to think, got up and left the viewing area. When he came back, he was carrying a bag in his hand. The fans saw him jump up to the stand in three steps and two steps, and then handed over the things.
Fans were excited and happy when they saw him: "Xi Nian, why are you here? It's raining heavily here, hurry up and sit back... What is this?"
Xi Nian opened the plastic bag, which contained a few raincoats and umbrellas he asked for from the staff: "Divided, don't get wet."
The fans were stunned for a few seconds before they realized what he was talking about, and they were flattered and asked, "Is it for us?"
Xi Nian is not a Lei Feng-type character, and it was the first time to do this kind of thing.
"Really? Great!"
"Xi Nian, you are so nice!"
A few girls are so happy that they can't wait to die on the spot. Facing the envious eyes of other fans, their hearts are bubbling with beauty. Where can I find such a good idol these days, Grid Fan has been standing there in the rain for a long time, and I haven't seen Su Grid came over and asked two questions.
Lu Xingzhe was taking a photo of the arena just now, and when he heard the news, he turned his head to look, but saw Xi Nian delivering raincoats to fans, and pinched his earlobe habitually.
Gee, I didn't see it, this big iceberg is quite human.
Lu Xingzhe was wearing short sleeves today, and his exposed arms were freezing cold. Seeing that the camera was blurred by the rain, he let out a casual sigh of relief. He lowered his head and wiped the camera with the hem of his clothes, but before he could lift it up, a belt was placed on his shoulders. Warm blue and white coat.
Lu Xingzhe froze, and at the same time, a familiar male voice sounded above his head: "The raincoat is not enough, use my coat to block it first."
Xi Nian took off his jacket, only a short sleeve was left on his body. After he finished speaking, he turned and left, returning to the viewing area.
While Lu Xingzhe was wearing that warm jacket, he blinked for a while, his face showing a momentary confusion.