Chapter 16 Chapter 16
Chu Xi fell into deep thought.
Joining the shooting team was originally her next plan.
But she is still under a contract to appear on "Super Star Athletics Championships", so it is not certain whether the schedule will clash.
"Excuse me, when is the shooting team's tryout?" Chu Xi looked up at Wang Ruiguo.
Wang Ruiguo replied: "The trial training will start next month and will last for one month."
There was still enough time. Chu Xi didn't hesitate any longer and nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'll join."
Wang Ruiguo's eyes lit up.
He actually agreed so quickly? He thought Chu Xi might be hesitant, so he wanted to take Chu Xi to experience shooting firsthand before continuing to persuade her.
"Okay, okay. I look forward to your performance in the tryout." Wang Ruiguo could obviously no longer stop smiling.
At this time, Shi Lei and Song Jingbo had just finished training and were coming out of the training ground.
Wang Ruiguo saw the two figures and raised his arm and waved, "Shi Lei, Song Jingbo, come here."
The two looked at each other hesitantly, then walked over.
"This is Chu Xi whom I mentioned to you. She has already confirmed that she will participate in our team's tryout. We will probably be teammates in the future, so let's get to know each other in advance." Wang Ruiguo introduced with a smile.
It turns out that she is Chu Xi!
Shi Lei's eyes, tinged with anger, fell on Chu Xi, his hands clenched into fists. "Trial? Has she ever practiced shooting before? How many competitions has she participated in, how many medals has she won? She doesn't even have a record in shooting competitions, how can she directly participate in the trial?"
Song Jingbo reacted quickly and reached out to stop Shi Lei. He gave Chu Xi an apologetic look, "Sorry, he's been under a lot of pressure from training these days."
Wang Ruiguo frowned slightly, "What nonsense!"
"Coach, I just won't accept it!" Shi Lei's pent-up grievances burst forth. "We don't even have a break during training. We've put in so much effort to get to where we are today. And she's just an entertainer, and she just showed up on a whim. What does she think of this place?!"
Wang Ruiguo's brow furrowed even more tightly. He looked at Song Jingbo, "Do you think so too?"
Song Jingbo slowly lowered his head, not daring to look at the coach. It was obvious that he had the same idea as Shi Lei.
"You two are really..." Wang Ruiguo was so angry that he had a headache. "Participating in the tryout doesn't mean she can directly join the team. She also has to take part in the final assessment with the others. I can't control other shooting teams, but in our team, strength is the only thing that matters! What do you two think I am!"
He gave Chu Xi the opportunity to try out because he didn't want to miss any potential shooter.
But if Chu Xi performs poorly in the tryout, he certainly won't continue to open a backdoor for the other party.
Shi Lei and Song Jingbo were stunned for a moment, then they realized that they had misunderstood and the coach had no intention of directly recruiting the other party.
"What are you standing there for? Apologize to them." Wang Ruiguo said with a serious face.
Song Jingbo spoke first. He bowed slightly to Chu Xi and said, "I'm sorry."
Although Shi Lei still had some doubts, under the pressure of the coach's gaze, he lowered his head and said, "Sorry."
Chu Xi lowered her eyes and glanced at Shi Lei. "Whether I'm qualified to join the shooting team is not up to you. As for whether I deserve this tryout opportunity, you'll find out soon."
She really has no achievements in this world.
But it won't be long before she proves to everyone that she has the ability.
…
At dinner time in the evening, Wang Ruiguo led Chu Xi and others to the shooting team's cafeteria.
Chu Xi and Wu Yuliang sat face to face at the cafeteria table to eat.
"Sister Xi, do you think these professional athletes can crush us if they compete with us?" Wu Yuliang asked curiously while eating.
Chu Xi glanced at him calmly and said, "If a professional athlete can't crush an amateur, then the coach will have to ask them to have a talk."
"True. Those are the results of years of training." Wu Yuliang sighed softly, seeming a bit regretful. "Unfortunately, I had the chance to join the shooting team back then, but due to some unforeseen circumstances, I didn't get to learn anymore. If I had persisted, I might be a member of the shooting team now."
Chu Xi picked up a meatball with chopsticks and put it into her mouth. "Everyone has their strengths. You're doing well in the entertainment industry now, so it might not be a bad choice."
"Indeed." Wu Yuliang's regret was somewhat diluted.
The two of them were busy eating. After a while, Song Jingbo came over with the prepared food and asked, "Can we share a table?"
Wu Yuliang raised his head, his eyes brightening. "Sure, come, sit down."
Song Jingbo glanced at Chu Xi quietly, and when he saw that she had no objection, he sat down in the empty seat opposite her.
"Brother Bo, is there anything interesting when your archery team is training? Tell me about it." Wu Yuliang asked curiously.
"Our training is quite boring." Song Jingbo's attention was obviously not on him, he was concentrating on observing Chu Xi.
Wu Yuliang continued to ask curiously, "By the way, can we go to the shooting team's training ground? I haven't practiced shooting in a long time, and I kind of miss it."
"The training ground is for the team members to train, and I probably don't have enough space. But there is a shooting club nearby. If you want to experience shooting, I can take you there." At this point, Song Jingbo glanced at Chu Xi specifically.
"Shooting club?" Wu Yuliang immediately became excited. "Let's go! I just want to go and try my luck. When should we go?"
Without even bothering to eat, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to leave.
Song Jingbo's searching gaze fell on Chu Xi, "What about you? Do you want to go play together?"
Chu Xi put down his chopsticks, raised his eyes, and showed a calm and indifferent look, "Okay, let's go together."
During this period, she has been practicing shooting in the training space.
It’s not certain whether the feel will change in reality.
This time I just happened to try it out at a real shooting range.
"Okay." Song Jingbo nodded, "But let me eat something first." As he said that, he smiled, picked up the chopsticks, lowered his head and started eating.
He did intend to invite Chu Xi to the shooting club.
He believed that Coach Wang would not give an outsider a backdoor for no reason.
Therefore, Chu Xi must have some abilities that Coach Wang recognizes.
He was a little curious and wanted to take this opportunity to test Chu Xi's true strength.
…
Half an hour later, a group of unexpected guests arrived at the Falcon Shooting Club.
Wu Yuliang, Chu Xi and the other three all wore black masks and baseball caps. They moved very cautiously and looked extremely sneaky.
When the club owner saw this scene, he quickly took off his coat, showing off his strong arm muscles, walked up to the crowd, and asked seriously: "What are you doing?"
Song Jingbo, the only one who was not in disguise, stepped forward first and said, "Boss, I brought my friends over to have some fun."
"Xiao Bo." After seeing who it was, the club's owner, Jiang, breathed a sigh of relief. "You scared me. I saw so many people suddenly and thought something was wrong."
"Come in, it's just right, there aren't many people in the club at this time." Boss Jiang waved his hand, motioning everyone to go inside.
Shooting clubs involve the use of guns and have very strict security.
There are two security doors separating the rest area hall and the shooting range, and both require internal card swiping to enter.
Boss Jiang swiped his ID, pushed open the security door, and walked into the shooting range with Song Jingbo. He glanced at Chu Xi and the other two behind him and asked curiously, "Why are all your friends so covered up?"
Song Jingbo made up the easiest excuse: "It's okay, they are more introverted."
After entering the shooting range, Wu Yuliang and others took off their masks and hats with confidence.
Boss Jiang was stunned by the exquisite facial features revealed one after another. However, he usually didn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry and didn't recognize Wu Yuliang and others as stars.
Song Jingbo glanced at Wu Yuliang and Chu Xi, "Have you ever learned shooting before? Do you need any instruction on how to load and fire a gun?"
Wu Yuliang waved his hand confidently, "No need."
As he spoke, he turned confidently and looked at Chu Xi, with a look of slight pride in his expression, "Sister Xi, I'm indeed not as good as you in archery, but when it comes to shooting, I still have a little confidence."
Chu Xi glanced at him, "Really?"
Wu Yuliang puffed out his chest and patted it. "Of course. In the last Olympics, I practiced shooting for over a year to chase my idol. If you have any questions later, just ask me."
"Okay." Chu Xi chuckled and walked to the shooting position. He lowered his eyes and scanned the guns and accessories on the table.
Boss Jiang came over and introduced everyone, "Our club strictly follows the target paper and range distances set by regular shooting competitions. We have air rifles, air pistols, small-caliber pistols, and small-caliber rifles to choose from."
"This year, we've adopted a new type of electronic target technology. AI technology can scan the target paper in real time and accurately report the shooting score within one second."
Chu Xi lowered his eyes and glanced at the air pistol.
This is her old partner.
She raised her hand and picked up the air pistol, carefully wiping the gun with a cleaning cloth.
Boss Jiang noticed Chu Xi's movements and asked curiously, "Have you ever practiced shooting before?"
Only those who have practiced shooting for a long time will develop the habit of cleaning their guns.
Chu Xi nodded, "Yeah."
She put down the cleaning cloth and smoothly loaded the air pistol with special bullets.
On the other side, the club's professional coach began to teach and guide two other artists who had no experience in shooting.
Song Jingbo came to Chu Xi's side with an air pistol and asked curiously, "I heard that you are very good at archery. Why didn't you consider learning archery instead of joining our shooting team?"
Chu Xi glanced at him and said, "You misunderstood."
Song Jingbo was stunned. "What?"
Chu Xi cast his gaze towards the target path ahead, slowly raised his arm holding the air pistol, aimed at the target paper ten meters away, and said, "My best skill isn't archery, but shooting."
“Click—”
After the shooting was completed, the electronic screen above Chu Xi's head showed a score of 10.2 rings.
When Song Jingbo saw Chu Xi's ring score, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes.
This is a ten-meter professional shooting range, and she can actually hit more than ten rings.
In just a few seconds, he realized that Chu Xi must have received professional shooting training before.
No wonder she is valued by Coach Chen.
"Have you ever learned shooting before?" Song Jingbo stared at Chu Xi with his dark eyes.
Chu Xi put away his gun, turned around and replied: "Yeah."
Song Jingbo, who had originally only been trying to figure it out, gradually felt a surge of fighting spirit. "Practicing shooting alone is boring. How about we have a match?"
"How do we compare?" Chu Xi glanced at him.
Song Jingbo's eyes darkened slightly: "Ten bullets, compare the total number of rings."
Chu Xi nodded, "Okay."
It just so happens that she can try out the strength of the current provincial team athletes.
Chu Xi turned sideways to look at Wu Yuliang who was studying an air pistol next to him, "Wu Yuliang, can you help me start a live broadcast?"
Wu Yuliang, who was enthusiastically practicing shooting, turned around with a puzzled look on his face. "You want to start a live broadcast now?"
He had been studying the special bullets of the air pistol and didn't know that Chu Xi had already completed the shooting first.
When I looked up inadvertently, I caught a glimpse of the electronic screen above Chu Xi's head.
The large characters [10.2 Rings] were clearly displayed on the screen.
Wu Yuliang: “?”
Is this the result achieved by Sister Xi?
Has she practiced shooting before?
"Yes, I want to compete in a shooting competition with him. You just need to focus on live streaming how I shoot." Chu Xi replied.
After her experiments over this period of time, she found that competition was the easiest way to obtain a large amount of emotional value.
It was a rare opportunity to have a professional athlete compete with her today, so she certainly couldn't miss the chance to score more points.
Song Jingbo frowned, feeling a strange emotion in his heart.
Just a casual exchange, is it necessary to broadcast it live?
Chu Xi continued to say to Wu Yuliang, "Use my phone to play it." She took out her phone from her pocket and handed it to Wu Yuliang, "Here you go."
After thinking of something, she turned to Song Jingbo and added, "It's okay, I won't take pictures of you."
Song Jingbo frowned even more tightly.
Wu Yuliang took the phone with a puzzled look on his face. "Ah... OK."
Sister Xi doesn’t usually look like someone who likes to be in the spotlight, so why does she have to do a live broadcast today?
Could it be that he just wants to show off his shooting skills?
If that's the case, then it's normal.
When he goes to the shooting range for target practice, he always asks his assistant to take pictures of him.
But he didn't expect that Sister Xi, who had a cold temperament, was as narcissistic as him.
Wu Yuliang almost laughed out loud.
"Are you done?" Chu Xi's voice rang out.
Wu Yuliang felt a chill down his spine, and quickly stopped his wandering thoughts and continued debugging the live broadcast room. "Right away, right away."
A while later.
"It's ready, and we can start broadcasting at any time."
Chu Xi walked over and looked at the live broadcast room with the filter and beauty effect turned up to the maximum. Her face and facial features began to deform. She frowned slightly and said, "Turn off the filter and beauty effect. Just use the original camera."
Wu Yuliang smiled and scratched his head. "I thought... you were more concerned about your image. Okay, I'll change to the original camera right away."
Two minutes later, the live broadcast room of Chu Xi's short video account was officially opened. Fans received notifications one after another, and soon the number of online people exceeded 100.
This short video account previously posted videos of beautiful people. It was only after Chu Xi's archery short video became popular recently that Hu Yanming changed the content.
Therefore, most of the people who received the live broadcast notification were fans who came for her beauty.
What's going on? The beauty blogger I follow suddenly started live streaming?
When did I start following this? I don't remember it.
Soon fans noticed the title of the live broadcast room:
——Live broadcast of shooting competition
[Shooting? I don't think I've ever followed sports bloggers before.]
[Speechless, this platform must have inexplicably assigned me to follow some random people. I'm leaving.]
"Emotional value +100."
The announcement of harvested emotion values began to sound.
After seeing the effect, Chu Xi turned his attention back to Song Jingbo, "Shall we start?"
Song Jingbo glanced at the mobile phone that was broadcasting live next to him, and his brows frowned even more tightly.
Forget it, his purpose is to test Chu Xi's true strength anyway, nothing else matters.
"Okay." Song Jingbo nodded and turned to the shooting position next to him.
Besides Wu Yuliang, the other two artists who came here today knew almost nothing about shooting. When they saw that Chu Xi was going to compete with professional athletes, they immediately put down their guns and began to watch expectantly.
"How did Sister Xi compare herself with other professional athletes?" someone asked curiously.
Wu Yuliang had no idea what had happened between the two. He speculated, "Maybe Sister Xi was bored practicing with us and wanted to find some excitement?"
While having lunch today, he and Chu Xi were still discussing that when professional athletes competed with ordinary people, they would definitely be crushed.
No matter how good Chu Xi is, he can never compare to other professionals.
Everyone subconsciously thought that this was just a game for entertainment.
After hearing this conversation, the more than 100 people in the live broadcast room finally understood the whole story.
So the anchor is competing with a professional athlete in shooting?
Interesting. I've seen a few Olympic shooting competitions before, and they were quite exciting. Could the photographer please point his camera at that shooting range? I'm curious about the size of the target paper ten meters away.
After seeing the barrage request, Wu Yuliang turned the camera sideways.
The screen in the live broadcast room was aimed at the back of Chu Xi. From this angle, the bull's eye ten meters ahead was only the size of a small black dot.
The fans in the live broadcast room were all shocked.
[Is the bull's eye only this small? You'd need clairvoyance to hit it.]
[Trivia: The tiny black dot you see is just the bull's-eye area within the seventh ring. The tenth ring is only 0.5 mm in size.]
[The ten-ring is as thick as my hair? How do shooters manage to hit the ten-ring? Just luck?]
Seeing the frequently updated comments in his livestream, Wu Yuliang proudly explained, "Yes, in real shooting competitions, the target paper is only this big. And for a shooter to hit the ten-ring, it doesn't rely on vision or luck, but on feel and consistency."
"Years of training allow shooters to develop strong muscle memory, which is what we commonly call gun feel. With this, they can accurately shoot above the ten ring."
The other two artists looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
Neither of them had any experience with shooting. When they were learning shooting with their coach, they were dumbfounded when they saw the size of the bull's eye ten meters away.
Not to mention asking them to hit the ten rings, even hitting the center of the target within the fourth ring would be as difficult as climbing to the sky.
"It's started, it's started." After seeing Chu Xi and the other person preparing to shoot, Wu Yuliang turned the camera back to Chu Xi.
Chu Xi stood in front of the shooting position, slowly raised the arm holding the gun, and put the other hand in his trouser pocket. His body remained steady and his breathing rhythm gradually became regular.
The next second, crisp gunshots rang out.
The electronic screen above her head displayed the shooting score: [10.2 rings]
"Oh my god." One of the onlookers exclaimed, "Can a ten-ring be beaten so easily?"
Song Jingbo on the other side was not affected.
As a professional athlete, he has very strong psychological qualities.
He maintained his rhythm, took aim, and fired his first shot: [10.2]
As the two began shooting, before they knew it, the live broadcast room was pushed and shared by the platform's big data, and the number of online users had risen to five hundred.
A group of netizens who didn't know much about shooting but liked to watch the fun clicked in one after another.
[Is this a shooting competition? It turns out it's so easy to get above ten rings. I thought it was difficult.]
[Seriously hilarious! Ten rings isn't that hard to get, I can do it with my eyes closed.]
It's boring, just a bunch of amateurs shooting for fun. If you want to see something, you should watch the Olympic shooting competitions; that's what's really exciting.
At this time, Chu Xi completed three more shots, with scores of [10 rings, 10.5 rings, and 9.8 rings]
The last shot was indeed not very stable and fell below ten rings.
But Song Jingbo next door is not that good either.
[10.3 ring, 10.1 ring and 9.8 ring]
The requirement for 10-meter air pistol shooting in the competition is that the contestant must and can only use one arm when shooting.
Therefore, the stability of air pistols is far inferior to that of air rifles.
Even in official competitions, air pistol competitors may score below ten rings.
Song Jingbo's brows were furrowed deeply.
Obviously he was not very satisfied with the results of these shots.
He lowered his head and took a deep breath. After adjusting his state, he raised his gun again and prepared to shoot.
[9.8 ring, 10.4 ring, 9.8 ring, 10.2 ring. ]
Seeing that he had scored below ten rings twice more, Song Jingbo frowned and shook his head, quite dissatisfied with his performance just now.
Some time ago, he just finished participating in a provincial competition and is now on vacation.
I haven't had any shooting experience in over a week.
He became a little unfamiliar with the feel of the gun, and his shooting accuracy naturally declined.
But it's bad, no matter what, there shouldn't be so many mistakes.
Fortunately, for the last two shots, Song Jingbo adjusted back to his state in time, and both were above ten rings.
[10.4 ring, 10.2 ring]
He shook his head, sighed, and lowered the air pistol.
People really can't sit idle.
If the coach knew about this result, he would probably arrange special training for him.
After finishing the shooting, Song Jingbo turned around and prepared to check Chu Xi's shooting results.
Although his performance was a little worse this time, his foundation was still there, so he wouldn't lose to an amateur player who hadn't even joined the team yet.
Thinking of this, he raised his eyes and glanced at the electronic score screen above Chu Xi.
[10.3 ring, 10.5 ring, 10.9 ring, 10.1 ring]
Except for one shot that scored 9.8, the rest were all above ten rings, and there was even a full 10.9.
A hint of shock flashed in Song Jingbo's eyes.
So many ten rings or more?
He thought that Chu Xi might be very talented in shooting. When he was in good shape, it was normal for him to occasionally shoot one or two scores above ten rings.
But he didn't expect that Chu Xi scored more than ten rings almost every time.
After Chu Xi finished shooting, he put down the gun and moved his wrist. His expression remained calm and no emotion could be seen.
[Is the host a professional shooter? So impressive, so many ten-rings.]
[Oh my god! Didn’t the promotion match just end today? Why is Chu Xi here shooting?]
【Ahhhhhhhh, luckily I took a look, otherwise I would have missed Sister Xi's live broadcast! 】
Finally, one of Chu Xi’s archery fans discovered the live broadcast room.
In just a short while, Wu Yuliang saw a prompt that the live broadcast room had been shared hundreds of times.
The number of online users increased rapidly, directly exceeding one thousand.
I guess they are all audiences from "Super Star Sports Games".
Wait, that's not the point right now.
The point is, how did his sister Xi manage to get above ten rings almost every time!
Wu Yuliang was watching as the two of them were shooting. He saw with his own eyes that Chu Xi scored over ten rings with one shot, then over ten rings with another, and then over ten rings with another.
He was almost dumbfounded.
In the end, Chu Xi's total score was 102.6 rings.
Song Jingbo's total score: 101.2
Chu Xi beat Song Jingbo by 1.4 rings.
The other two artists watching the fight looked at each other in disbelief.
It is said that there is a huge difference in skills between professional players and amateur players, so before the game started, no one thought Chu Xi would win.
But now, Chu Xi was completely crushing them.
"Emotional value +8900!"
"Sister Xi, the live broadcast room has become popular and people are still coming in." Wu Yuliang ran to Chu Xi with his mobile phone to report.
Chu Xi glanced at the live broadcast room and saw that the number of people online had risen to two thousand.
"Well, let's turn it off." The emotional points have been earned, and there is no point in continuing the live broadcast.
"Ah?" Wu Yuliang was stunned.
The live broadcast room has become popular. Shouldn’t it be a time to perform well and attract more fans’ attention?
"Is it closed now?" Wu Yuliang asked again in confusion.
Chu Xi nodded, "Well, turn it off."
After saying that, she returned to the shooting position, picked up the air pistol again, and prepared to practice another round.
Wu Yuliang looked away, looking at the live broadcast room, which had already seen 4,000 people online. "Well, friends, this live broadcast is over. See you next time."
After saying goodbye in a hurry, Wu Yuliang turned off the live broadcast.
He looked at Chu Xi's back and fell into deep thought.
Sister Xi can actually crush professional shooting athletes.
Could it be that Sister Xi actually likes shooting as much as he does, so she has practiced shooting specifically to achieve this level of performance?
This is relatively reasonable.
It can also be seen that Song Jingbo had some mistakes in his previous shots, and he definitely did not display his true strength.
Sister Xi is really lucky. She can show off like this in front of professionals. She has no regrets in her life!
After watching the match, Boss Jiang came over to Song Jingbo, his eyes deepening. "Your friend is no ordinary person. I've run a shooting club for many years and have met many shooting experts. But compared to your friend, they're still far behind."
Song Jingbo's expression also became more serious.
The main reason he lost the match was that he made too many mistakes. But even if he made mistakes, it would be difficult for ordinary amateur players to surpass his results.
Chu Xi's nine scores of more than ten rings are enough to prove that she is definitely not an amateur player.
Boss Jiang placed his hand on Song Jingbo's shoulder and asked gossipingly in a low voice, "Do you think you could beat her in a formal competition?"
Song Jingbo thought about it seriously, with a strange expression on his face. "That possibility doesn't exist. I'm in the men's group, and she's in the women's group. It's hard for us to become rivals in the competition."
"That's true." Boss Jiang was amused by himself. "I almost forgot about this."
…
When everyone finished their shooting experience and came out of the club, it was already dark outside, with only the dim street lights lighting the way.
"Brother Bo, come on, let's add each other on WeChat." Wu Yuliang took out his phone. "Let's meet at the shooting range when we're free."
Song Jingbo scanned the QR code and added him on WeChat.
He looked at Chu Xi and the other two artists, "Are you all going back to the shooting team tonight?"
"No, no, we're leaving right away. Please say hello to the coach for us." The other two waved their hands.
Wu Yuliang also nodded. "My assistant will come to pick me up later and told me to wait for him here. I won't go. I'll come next time when I'm free."
"Okay, sure." Song Jingbo sent the three away one after another.
In the end, only Chu Xi was still preparing to return to the shooting team with Song Jingbo.
"Let's go." Song Jingbo glanced at Chu Xi and walked towards the shooting team.
Chu Xi put his hands in his pockets and followed him.
The faint glow of the street lamp shone on Chu Xi's shoulder, and the road behind him cast an elongated shadow.
After returning to the shooting team, Chu Xi came to Wang Ruiguo's office. The door was not closed, so Chu Xi stood outside and knocked on the door.
Wang Ruiguo, who was sorting out documents, looked up and was stunned when he saw Chu Xi coming back. "Why haven't you left yet?"
"I'm here to get the registration form for the tryout." Chu Xi explained.
Wang Ruiguo remembered this and slapped his forehead with a "ouch!", "I almost forgot. Wait a minute, I'll get it for you."
There was a registration process for tryouts, and Wang Ruiguo couldn't just snap his fingers and let Chu Xi jump the queue. Otherwise, if someone found out later, it would be a big problem.
After a while, Wang Ruiguo brought out the tryout application form. "In addition to filling out this application form, you need to prepare several other documents, and they must be submitted before the end of this month. The specific documents and materials required are listed on this form. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me."
"Okay." Chu Xi nodded and took the registration form with both hands. A firm look appeared in his eyes. "Thank you, coach."
…
Chu Xi held the registration form and stood at the door of the shooting team, waiting for Hu Yanming to drive over to pick him up.
Originally, she wanted to take a taxi directly back to the hotel, but Hu Yanming insisted that she had just passed the qualifying round today, which was a big happy event, and he had to drive to pick her up in person to make it feel ceremonial.
She lowered her head and kicked the stones on the roadside idly.
At this moment, the beam of car lights illuminated the road in front of her.
Chu Xi slowly looked up and saw the familiar silver Volkswagen driving towards him.
A silver Volkswagen stopped by the roadside. The driver's window rolled down, revealing Hu Yanming's smiling face. "Sister, get in."
Chu Xi walked to the passenger seat, opened the door, and got in the car.
"Sister, your performance in the qualifying match today has been edited into a short video by fans and posted online. The likes are very good, and you have gained a lot of followers on Weibo. If this popularity can be maintained, we won't have to worry about not having announcements in the future." Hu Yanming reported with a happy face.
Chu Xi glanced at him and pursed her lips. "There's something I haven't told you yet. I'm going to try out for the shooting team next month."
Hu Yanming: “?”
His hand on the steering wheel paused, and he quickly shifted the car into park. He turned around and asked, "What?"
Chu Xi looked at him and explained: "I told you before that I plan to participate in the Olympics."
Hu Yanming: “???”
Isn't that nonsense because he was angry with Wang Yang?
Are you really going to participate in the Olympics?
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