Chapter 52 Chapter 52
After boosting morale, Wang Ruiguo continued, "Also, the mixed team, women's team, and women's group events will automatically be composed of the top performers in the individual events. We will no longer support random team formation. Everyone should be mentally prepared."
Lu Wenxuan's eyes went dark.
Just know.
If I don’t work harder, I won’t even be able to qualify to join a mixed group with Chu Xi.
After the meeting, the team members dispersed.
An Hongran put his arm around Lu Wenxuan's shoulder as they walked out, jokingly saying, "Come on, brother. If you can't get into a mixed group, there's still a men's group."
The schedule of this year's Arcemiller World Championships has added 10-meter air pistol men's and women's team events.
At present, this type of event has not been included in the Olympic Games and is currently only a limited competition in the Arcemiller World Championships.
However, mixed team is an event that may become the first Olympic gold medal in the future, and its importance is self-evident.
After arriving outside, Lu Wenxuan took a deep breath and pulled himself together. "I'm going to compete well this time!"
An Hongran's smile remained unchanged. "Okay, let's compete fairly."
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The next morning, the women's 10-meter air pistol final began.
The top eight players who advanced to the finals stood in front of the shooting positions and began to prepare for the competition.
The referee gave the order.
Chu Xi took the lead in raising his gun and aiming, his eyes as firm as torches showing his determination to win.
After the first round of five shots, Chu Xi temporarily ranked first.
Lu Meng, who ranked second, was only 0.5 ring behind her.
It can be seen from yesterday's qualifying round that both of them are giving their all this time.
Lu Meng pursed her lips, completely immersed in the atmosphere of shooting.
Chu Xi's condition was not affected at all.
However, after the second round, Lu Meng temporarily counterattacked and took first place.
Yang Ruoxue, who has been performing stably, also caught up to the third position.
Wang Ruiguo, who was watching the final, was a little surprised that Yang Ruoxue would stand out at this time.
The coach from Jiangbin Province came over and said, "Yang Ruoxue from your team just joined the provincial team after the tryouts this year, right?"
Wang Ruiguo nodded, "Yes, she's from the same group as Chu Xi."
The opposing coach was immediately amazed. "What kind of luck did your team have this year? So many dark horses have emerged. One Chu Xi wasn't enough, and now here comes another one."
Wang Ruiguo was of course happy in his heart, but he had to be modest on the surface. He quickly waved his hand and said, "Well, you know, our team's air pistol project has always been quite weak. We have been working hard for several years, and we only have two such students. It's not easy."
The coaches smiled helplessly and continued to focus their attention on the game field.
During the last few shots of the elimination rules, Chu Xi and Lu Meng's rankings alternated almost every shot.
Yang Ruoxue's performance became more and more stable, and she completely secured the third place.
Two minutes later, Wang Shaohan finished the competition in fourth place in the final.
At the same time, Yang Ruoxue also won the third place in this selection competition.
There were only two shots left on the field.
The eyes of the coaches from various provincial teams in the audience were focused on Chu Xi and Lu Meng.
Whoever wins first place will become the main player in this World Championship cycle.
Chu Xi raised his gun and fired first.
She tied her hair into a bun today, and pinned her hair on top of her head with a light blue hairpin. She had a cute appearance, but a pair of extremely cold and resolute eyes.
In the penultimate shot, Chu Xi scored 10.4.
Lu Meng shot 10.3 rings.
There is now a difference of 0.3 rings between the two scores, and Lu Meng is temporarily in the first place.
Lu Meng lowered her head and took a deep breath. When she raised the gun, she clearly felt her heart beating faster.
His arms were shaking slightly, and the target became blurry.
In the last shot, Lu Meng took the lead and scored 9.8 points.
The moment she shot, she felt herself getting nervous and missed the best opportunity to shoot.
She frowned, feeling a little regretful.
At the same time, Chu Xi raised his gun and completed the shooting: 10.3 rings.
After the result of this shot popped up, the result ranking screen also changed at the same time.
Chu Xi's ranking rose to first place.
Lu Meng then dropped to second place.
Chu Xi calmly put away the gun, without any fluctuation on his face.
Lu Meng breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at Chu Xi beside her, with a somewhat helpless expression on her face.
Every time at the last moment, she is always easily affected by various distracting thoughts.
But Chu Xi seemed to be unaffected.
Such an opponent is too terrifying.
In the women's 10m air pistol final, Chu Xi qualified for the Arcemiller World Championships with first place, while Lu Meng, who came in second, also qualified.
In addition, the two will automatically form the women's 10-meter air pistol team and compete together in the Arcemiller World Championships.
The next morning, the men's 10-meter air pistol final began.
After a fierce competition, Lu Wenxuan finally regained his form. In the final, he took the lead and qualified for the men's World Championships. He will automatically form a mixed team with Chu Xi to continue competing in the World Championships.
The trials for the air pistol event have ended one after another.
Each contestant was finally determined according to their corresponding scores.
Among them, Chu Xi and Lu Wenxuan have the heaviest tasks this time. They have to take part in the mixed team, women's and men's teams, as well as their own individual events. In total, both of them have to take part in three events.
For this purpose, Song Anshan called the two of them over for a private talk.
The main focus is to relieve the psychological pressure of the two people.
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A few days later, the trials for the air rifle, rifle and skeet events also ended one after another.
Jiang Wannan performed well this time, winning first place in the final and qualifying for the air rifle-gun mixed team and women's individual events.
At the end of the Olympic preliminary trials, the Kyoto Provincial Shooting Team was filled with a festive and lively atmosphere.
"Everyone performed very well this time! After you return to the team, you will have a day to rest and relax."
Wang Ruiguo had a beaming look on his face, and at this moment he looked even younger than a young man in his early twenties.
When the team members heard this, they immediately cheered excitedly.
"Long live the coach!"
Chu Xi and Jiang Wannan looked at each other, and both of them were not in a good mood.
Because after passing this selection, the two will temporarily undergo group training in the national training team. Before the end of the competition, they probably won't have time to return to the provincial team.
Naturally, Wang Ruiguo’s reward was not valid for the two of them.
After the meeting, Jiang Wannan sighed softly and took Chu Xi's arm as they walked towards the dormitory. "I'm so tired. I really want to sleep."
"Don't even think about it. You won't get any sleep during the Olympic period." Chu Xi smiled and patted Jiang Wannan's head. "Just eat and train."
Jiang Wannan's wails suddenly became louder.
At this time, the crew of "Hot Blood Glory" began to rush to shoot.
The film has to be released during the Olympic Games, and after the filming is completed, some time will be left for editing and promotion.
The shooting time was quite tight.
In order to ensure the realism of the film, Ma Yudong and Wu Yuliang had to get up at the same time as the athletes almost every day, go to the playground for morning jogging and physical training, then eat, and continue with shooting training in the afternoon.
Wu Yuliang's originally delicate skin gradually became rough after a week of wind and sun, and his personality became much more stable, and his overall image became more in line with a real athlete.
On Monday morning, when the training team was doing a group morning run, snowflakes gradually fell from the foggy sky.
Chu Xi raised his head while running, looking at the snowflakes that suddenly fell, feeling a little surprised.
It's snowing again.
The athletes, who were originally a little listless, became excited because of the snow.
"Wuhu! It's snowing!"
The physical trainer next to him put his hands behind his back and said with a stern face, "It's snowing. Look how excited you are. Finish this lap and then rest."
Everyone sped up and started sprinting for the final lap.
After finishing the physical training, Chu Xi came to a blank snowy area alone.
In just a short while, the ground was covered with a thin layer of snow.
The others were running and playing excitedly in the snow.
Chu Xi squatted down, stretched out a finger, and wrote four words on the clean snow: Everything goes well.
I hope everything goes well in this Olympic cycle.
…
A blessed snow once again covered the entire Kyoto.
At the same time, the Christmas atmosphere is gradually becoming hot.
All businesses have decorated their stores for Christmas, and colorful Christmas trees are erected on the commercial streets.
In this joyful atmosphere, the Chinese shooting team started their journey to the Arcemiller World Championships in a low-key manner.
The World Championships are held in eastern South America, where the climate is hot, with temperatures around 25 degrees Celsius year-round. The environment and air quality are quite good.
As soon as Chu Xi and others landed in Asemiller, a heat wave hit them in the face.
When they left from China, they were still wearing down jackets and cotton pants.
After entering Asemiller, everyone quickly took off their coats and changed into the short-sleeved shirts and shorts prepared in advance.
After Chu Xi changed his clothes, he was sweating profusely.
"It's so hot, I feel like I'm back in summer." Jiang Wannan was fanning herself frantically with her boarding pass, trying to cool herself down, but the more she fanned, the hotter she got, and the sweat kept pouring down.
Team leader Song Anshan raised his hand and called the team members to assemble. "Just like last time, don't wander around in foreign territory, otherwise it will be very troublesome if something happens. Those who have changed their clothes, please meet outside with me. The car to pick us up will be here soon. Let's go to the hotel to rest."
Chu Xi pushed the box forward with both hands and looked around curiously.
This is her first time competing in South America.
I have heard before that the Amazon rainforest here is very famous and is a world-famous tourist attraction.
Let’s wait until the game is over and see if there is a chance to play it.
Chu Xi withdrew his gaze and followed the group out of the airport.
Until the afternoon, when the sun was about to set, the orange-red afterglow fell on the earth.
Chu Xi and Jiang Wannan packed their luggage and lay down tiredly on their beds.
Chu Xi turned sideways and looked at the sunset outside the window. "It's quite beautiful."
"After this competition, shall we go out for a walk?" After resting, Jiang Wannan turned over and sat up, with a little more anticipation in her eyes.
Chu Xi pondered for a moment and said, "I guess we'll have to see if we have time then."
The Olympics are coming soon, and everyone's schedule will definitely be very tight.
Jiang Wannan nodded and turned over to lie down again, "We'll talk about it later."
On the first day after arriving at the hotel, everyone in the shooting team was very tired. After dinner, they went back to their rooms to go to bed early to adjust to the time difference.
Chu Xi put on the eye mask, covered himself with the quilt, and closed his eyes for a while before he felt sleepy.
At this moment, there was a sudden loud knock on the door in the quiet room.
"Chu Xi, Jiang Wannan, get up quickly! It's time for a doping test."
The hurried voices of teammates came from outside the door.
Chu Xi, who was about to fall asleep, was awakened. She frowned, sat up from the bed, and took off her eye mask.
At the same time, Jiang Wannan on the other bed also sat up irritably.
The two looked at each other, both feeling a little unhappy.
Who wouldn’t be annoyed when being woken up just as I was about to fall asleep?
After taking a deep breath, Chu Xi's emotions gradually calmed down. He lifted the quilt and put on his slippers. "Let's go."
A few minutes later, the shooting team gathered in the hotel conference room.
A fair-skinned blond man was talking in English with the shooting team's translator.
After Chu Xi and Jiang Wannan entered the room, they were asked to sit on chairs in the corner.
Neither of them had gotten enough sleep yet, and they were so sleepy that they leaned against each other, yawning constantly.
After a while, Lu Wenxuan, An Hongran and others were also called over.
They also looked quite annoyed, but when they saw that there were outsiders in the house, they could only suppress their anger and sit down and wait for notification.
The team's translator quickly concluded the conversation and turned to the athletes. "To ensure fairness in the competition, we're going to undergo a random doping test. Once all the players are present, we'll sign the agreement and then take a urine test. Thank you for your cooperation."
All athletes at the provincial team level must unconditionally cooperate with doping control tests at any time. This is the regulation.
In addition, the main tests for shooting athletes are not for stimulants, but for other drugs that slow down the heart rate and calm the mood.
Generally speaking, drugs that slow down the heart rate and calm the emotions can cause great harm to the human body if the dosage is not properly controlled, and almost no athlete would risk their life on such a thing.
A few minutes later, the shooting team athletes arrived one after another, and began to cooperate with the urine test despite their sleepiness.
After all the processes were completed, Chu Xi was so sleepy that he almost fell asleep leaning against the wall.
"Chu Xi, let's go back to your room and sleep." Jiang Wannan's voice sounded in her ears, waking her up.
Chu Xi rubbed his temples tiredly, then stood up and walked towards the room with Jiang Wannan.
This round of doping tests left the entire shooting team exhausted and haggard.
After completing the test, many people returned to their rooms to catch up on sleep.
Fortunately, no one disturbed them afterwards, and the athletes slept until they woke up naturally the next day.
Song Anshan gathered everyone together and instructed them, "I guess everyone didn't get enough rest yesterday because of the spot check. This incident reminds us that we must always be vigilant. We are abroad, and accidents can easily happen if we are not careful. Therefore, during the World Championships, no one on the team is allowed to eat or even drink outside. Any food outside may contain additives that we are not aware of. Don't let this happen to you."
Chu Xi and others nodded, "Understood."
Two days later, contestants from other countries arrived one after another and began to enter the venue arranged by the local organizers for shooting training.
Chu Xi had been practicing for the entire morning. When she put away her gun and was about to take a break, she suddenly bumped into a foreign player.
He is a white-skinned man who is nearly 1.9 meters tall.
He had blond hair and a hint of contempt in his blue eyes. He glanced at Chu Xi, not hiding his hostility towards Chu Xi at all.
Chu Xi's expression immediately turned cold, and he asked in English, "What's the matter?"
The man was Bako Kiri, a player from Hasanko's country. They did not participate in the last World Cup, and this was Chu Xi's first time dealing with players from their country.
Bako Kiri curled the corners of his lips and stared at Chu Xi.
Soon, Chu Xi clearly heard him use the description of "trash yellow people".
Color discrimination is not uncommon overseas.
But this was the first time she faced such an attack. A cold light flashed in Chu Xi's eyes, and she raised her head to meet the man's mocking gaze.
"That's a shame! In the next few years of international competitions, you'll be constantly crushed by the yellow race."
The sound, neither loud nor soft, reached Bako Kiri's ears, but it was extremely lethal.
Bako Kiri's face suddenly turned grim.
If I remember correctly, Bako Kiri was a competitor in the men's 10m air pistol individual and mixed team events.
However, their team's performance has not been outstanding. In many international competitions in the past few years, they have not even made it to the finals.
Bako Kiri glared at Chu Xi, then turned and left with great disdain.
At this time, Lu Wenxuan, who was training nearby, came over and asked curiously, "What happened? What did he say to you just now?"
Lu Wenxuan’s English was not very good, and he didn’t quite understand what the two people had just said.
Chu Xi retracted his gaze, "He's scolding us yellow people."
When Lu Wenxuan heard this, he immediately became furious. "You're crazy! You can't even make it to the finals, and you still have the nerve to scold us!"
Chu Xi glanced at Lu Wenxuan. "He dares to provoke me like this, he must have something to rely on. Hassan didn't seem to participate in the World Championships last year, right?"
Lu Wenxuan calmed down. "Well, since last year, they haven't participated in many international competitions. Could it be that... they've been secretly training players?"
"We'll know on the day of the competition." Chu Xi pursed her lips, a cold look flashing in her eyes, "But don't let them affect your mentality."
The competition was about to start, and at this critical moment, Bako Kiri came up to provoke for no apparent reason. It was obvious that he came to deliberately disrupt other players.
Lu Wenxuan's anger calmed down a little, "Yeah."
Soon, the schedule for the Asemiller Shooting World Championships was announced.
This time, the first event scheduled to compete was the women's 10-meter air rifle.
Most of the air pistol events were scheduled for the third day.
I don’t know what’s going on, but Song Anshan has been in a very bad mood these days. It seems that he has suffered a lot of resentment.
At a meeting the day before the competition, he slammed the table and said, "Everyone, compete well! At this World Championship, let's show those foreigners how good we are!"
As for Chu Xi and Lu Wenxuan, Song Anshan directly said: "Your mission is to not let them live!"
Chu Xi coughed lightly and tried to comfort: "Calm down, calm down."
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