Film and TV: Starting from childhood, I will give up Zhong Yi

Chapter 280: Rebuilding the Glory, a Duty! Ma Suqin Stewed Chicken Soup
early morning.

The train station was already bustling with people and noisy.

The shouts of those selling tea and eggs, and the hawking of those peddling soda and snacks, mixed with the station broadcast, intertwined with the aroma of food and the smell of sweat from the crowds, hit me in the face.

Wu Xiulan and Qiao Sanli accompanied Lin Yuan to the platform without leaving his side.

The eleven-year-old Qiao Sanli is no longer a soft and tender child. The baby fat has faded from her once round face, revealing the grace of a young girl.

She looked up, her delicate features filled with reluctance, but she still gave Lin Yuan encouragement in a clear voice: "Brother, you will definitely come back as the champion!"

Lin Yuan smiled and scratched Sanli's nose, saying, "When the time comes, stay in front of the TV and cheer for your brother, okay?"

TV stations will be more inclined to choose popular events and sports that are popular for winning. As long as Lin Yuan shows absolute dominance in the knockout rounds, there is no reason for the TV station not to broadcast the finals.

Sanli nodded vigorously: "Yeah!"

Lin Yuan turned to look at Wu Xiulan and said, "Don't worry, I will be back soon and tell you the story of the game then."

Wu Xiulan looked at Lin Yuan, feeling both proud and reluctant. When she thought that her son was going to win glory for the country, she couldn't contain her excitement, and her eyes became a little hot.

"You have to take care of yourself."

Thousands of words finally boil down to this one sentence.

Lin Yuan shoulders the expectations of the country, and Wu Xiulan doesn't want her son to have any worries.

Li Jinbo, who had just said goodbye to his family, turned around and patted his chest and said, "Mother Lin Yuan, don't worry, I will take good care of him and make sure I bring him back without missing a single hair."

Wu Xiulan said gratefully: "Thank you, Coach Li."

At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly pierced the air, indicating that the train was about to depart.

"Hurry up and get on the train."

Lin Yuan picked up his luggage and boarded the green train with Li Jinbo. After finding a seat and sitting down, he leaned out and waved vigorously at the mother and daughter on the platform: "Mom, Sanli, you guys go back."

"Brother, I will miss you!" Sanli's voice trembled a little.

The train blew its whistle, steam gushed out, wrapped in white smoke, and the wheels turned "clang clang" faster and faster, heading north.

Wu Xiulan and Qiao Sanli waved their arms high until the train turned into a small black dot at the end of the track, feeling lost.

Wu Xiulan patted Qiao Sanli's shoulder and said softly, "Your brother will definitely come back in glory."

Inside the train carriage.

Li Jinbo's seat was next to Lin Yuan. He looked at the boy next to him with a smile and asked, "Are you nervous? This competition is different from the previous ones."

Lin Yuan showed a confident smile and took out a copy of "Taizu Shilu" from his bag: "The history in the book tells me that being nervous is useless."

Then, he turned to the page with the ginkgo bookmark and began to read amid the noise of the carriage, with his back straight and eyes focused, as if the noise around him had nothing to do with him and he had his own quiet world.

Li Jinbo looked at the boy's calm face, a hint of satisfaction appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he felt more confident about this competition.

He looked at the scenery outside the window that was constantly receding. At first, he was enjoying the scenery along the way with great interest, but after a long time, he found it a bit boring.

He retracted his gaze and asked Lin Yuan, "Do you have any other books? Let me see them too."

Lin Yuan took out a volume of "The Veritable Records of Emperor Taizong" from his bag and handed it over.

Li Jinbo took the book, opened it and started browsing casually.

However, the obscure classical Chinese text made it very difficult for him to read. He didn't last long before closing the book helplessly and said with a wry smile: "Forget it, I can't read it anymore."

"In fact, history is very exciting." Lin Yuan said as he put away the book and immersed himself in the "Taizu Shilu" in his hand.

During the long journey that followed, Lin Yuan sometimes read, sometimes meditated, and sometimes looked out the window.

After a long journey of more than ten hours, the train finally slowly pulled into Yanjing Station.

By this time, night had already enveloped the earth.

As soon as they got off the bus, staff from the national team came up to them, warmly welcomed them and arranged their subsequent itinerary.

Lin Yuan spent two fulfilling weeks with the national team.

Two days before the opening ceremony of the New Delhi Asian Games, the archery team was ready to go and boarded a flight from Yanjing to New Delhi.

On November 11, at the opening ceremony of the New Delhi Asian Games, brilliant fireworks exploded one after another in the night sky.

Lin Yuan, wearing a neat team uniform, walked with his head held high in the Chinese team's formation, and together with his teammates, he attracted the attention of the entire audience.

Under the gaze of so many people at the scene, this was the first time for a young lady to get into a bridal sedan.

But he didn't feel nervous. Instead, he felt excited, which made the corners of his mouth rise slightly.

The next day, Lin Yuan's competition began.

Men's individual ranking competition.

There are a total of 64 archers participating in this competition, who need to shoot 72 arrows. The ranking will be determined according to the total score, and the opponents in the subsequent knockout rounds will be arranged according to this ranking.

No. 1 vs. No. 64, No. 2 vs. No. 63...

The reason for setting up such a competition system is to more comprehensively and stably reflect the athletes' technical level and on-the-spot status, while also bringing a richer viewing experience to the audience.

In addition to Lin Yuan, there are two other contestants in the national team.

Standing in the waiting area, you can clearly hear the cheers coming from the audience seats not far away.

Lin Yuan nocked the arrow, pulled the string, and released the arrow with smooth movements. If the high technology of later generations were available today and the trajectories of the 72 arrows breaking through the air could be displayed, it would be discovered that they almost overlapped to form a cylindrical beam of light similar to a laser cannon.

After a day of intense competition, all players had shot 72 arrows and the ranking competition finally ended. Lin Yuan ranked first with his stable and outstanding performance.

The next day, the knockout round kicked off.

The rules of the knockout round are that each person shoots three arrows in each round, and the arrows are fired simultaneously within 120 seconds. The winner gets two points, the tie gets one point, and the first person to get six points wins.

Lin Yuan was still in great form, easily defeating one opponent after another and advancing to the quarterfinals.

During the competition, he hit the ten rings with almost every arrow. Such an amazing result amazed the commentators and the audience.

In the mixed interview area, a reporter approached with a microphone and asked, "You performed very well in the competition. Almost every arrow was a ten-ring. How did you do it?"

Lin Yuan said calmly, "Ninety-nine percent of sweat and one percent of talent. Everyone has different talents. I am very grateful to my coach for discovering my talent."

The reporter then asked: "What are your goals and expectations for the next game? Or what do you want to say to those who support you?"

Lin Yuan's eyes were firm and his tone was powerful: "It is our duty to restore the glory of China! I will let the five-star red flag fly high over New Delhi."

This interview and his outstanding performance quickly attracted the attention of the TV station's leaders.

In addition, it was the early stage of the Asian Games and there were not many popular events. The station immediately decided that as long as Lin Yuan entered the finals, the entire event would be broadcast live on TV.

On the third day, the wind on the field was obviously much stronger than usual, and sometimes dust was raised, affecting the vision, but the organizer announced that the competition would go on as usual, claiming that weather factors were also part of the competition. Although it sounded very high-sounding, everyone present knew in their hearts that it was clearly intended to interfere with Lin Yuan's performance.

Because his opponents were Indians.

It is certain that we cannot win in a normal competition, but when everyone is affected, it is hard to say.

The wind kept blowing the corners of Lin Yuan's clothes, and his hair was also blown into a mess, but his eyes were still calm and resolute, calm and confident.

He drew his bow and aimed at the target seventy meters away. With a slight shake of his wrist, the arrow flew out into the air, ignoring the noise of the wind, and accurately hit the ten rings.

In fact, he had the idea of ​​"controlling the score" and deliberately hitting the nine or eight rings a few times to make the game more suspenseful and arouse the audience's excitement, but he gave up after just thinking about it.

Although Cai Yongxiang said last night that as long as he made it to the finals, the broadcast would be secure, but if the TV station saw his stumbling performance and regretted it, it would be a waste of time.

Lin Yuan did not hold back at all and easily defeated Singh, a contestant from India, in just three rounds, successfully advancing to the semi-finals.

The four quarter-final matches were held simultaneously. After a short break, the semi-finals began immediately. The opponents were players from South Korea. Lin Yuan continued to perform stably, easily winning the victory and advancing to the finals.

With the third place match between the two losers of the semifinals over, all eyes are on the upcoming championship match.
Cai Yongxiang patted Lin Yuan on the shoulder and said enthusiastically, "Come on! The folks are watching."

Lin Yuan nodded slightly.

The time difference between India and China is only two and a half hours.

When it is 12:30 noon in China, it is only 10 o'clock in India.

In Shamao Lane, Lin Yuan’s courtyard was crowded with people.

Neighbors brought stools and crowded in front of the TV. Even the aunts and uncles who rarely walked around on weekdays came over.

At the same time, Jinling High School was also organizing a viewing, and the auditorium was bustling with activity.

However, there were limited televisions in the school, and only students from Lin Yuan's class and a few teacher and student representatives were allowed to enter. They sat together, all staring at the TV.

In the picture, the boy is wearing a neat team uniform, the breeze gently lifts his hair, he holds a bow and arrow, and looks forward with a determined look.

Chang Xingyu stared at him infatuatedly, mesmerized for a moment, and suddenly felt that Lin Yuan was so cool like this.

But why do I always bully myself in such a bad way?

His opponent in the final is also a Korean player, Cho Tae-hoon.

As the competition began, Lin Yuan showed amazing strength and speed. When the tail of the first ten-ring arrow was still trembling at the center of the bull's eye, Lin Yuan had already quickly nocked the next arrow.

In the first round, Lin Yuan scored 30 points, which was higher than Zhao Taixun's 27 points.

In the second round, both sides tied at 30 rings.

In the third round, Lin Yuan scored 30 points, which was higher than Zhao Taixun's 29 points.

In the fourth round, Lin Yuan scored 30 points, beating Zhao Taixun by 23 points.

As Lin Yuan shot the last arrow, he won the championship with a score of 7 to 1.

There was no expression of ecstasy on his face; instead, he looked calm and composed, as if this victory was just an expected and ordinary thing.

The coaches excitedly rushed to the front of the stage to celebrate, but Lin Yuan simply pursed his lips, revealing a faint smile, and lowered his eyes to wipe the dust off the bowstring.

This scene was also captured by the camera, and countless people were completely impressed by the calmness of this strong man.

At the same time, cheers that resounded through the sky broke out in Lin Yuan's home and school.

On the podium, Lin Yuan stood tall in the center.

The national flag slowly rose and the national anthem was played passionately.

This is his glory.

After the individual competition, the team competition will begin immediately. In short, there are three people in a team, each person shoots eight arrows, and the scores of the three are added together. The team with the higher total score will advance.

It can be said that this project has almost no teamwork and relies entirely on the individual abilities of each team member.

Although Lin Yuan's two teammates made occasional mistakes, thanks to Lin Yuan's backup, they finally won the championship with a slight advantage of a few points.

His performance in turning the tide on the court and his calm demeanor after the game made the spectators exclaim with excitement. It was exciting to watch and they won the championship.

After the competition, the archery team spent a day relaxing and sightseeing in New Delhi.

Lin Yuan strolled around the local market and picked out a lot of novel and interesting little gifts to take back.

After returning to Yanjing from New Delhi, he immediately bought a plane ticket and embarked on the journey back to Nanjing.

Wu Xiulan learned the news of her son's return in advance.

When Lin Yuan, wearing the national team's uniform and two golden medals hanging around his neck, just walked to the entrance of Shamao Alley, the deafening sound of firecrackers crackled, and the bright red firecrackers extended from the entrance of the alley all the way to the doorstep of his home.

Lin Yuan waited until the sound of firecrackers completely stopped before he started walking home. Along the way, he was constantly praised by his neighbors.

Of course, this does not include Qiao Zuwang.

In his opinion, this matter has nothing to do with him.

After arriving home, Lin Yuan discovered that the courtyard was full of people, including not only his familiar neighbors but also his former teacher.

He greeted everyone politely, then gently touched Qiao Sanli's braid and solemnly hung the two gold medals around his sister's neck.

A group of people surrounded Lin Yuan, and all the topics were about Lin Yuan. Although Lin Yuan didn't like this kind of scene, since they came to show their support and didn't show any bad intentions, Lin Yuan naturally had no reason to put on a cold face, and just responded coldly.

Wu Xiulan also specially invited the restaurant's chef and set up several tables in the yard.

Ma Suqin was also here. Lin Yuan found an opportunity to walk over to her and whispered in her ear, "I'll visit you tomorrow."

It was not until the evening that the noisy crowd gradually dispersed.

At this time, the family of three finally had time to talk to each other.

The next day.

Lin Yuan went to Ma Suqin's house.

As for the convenience store, it was naturally closed.

As soon as I entered the house, the rich aroma of chicken soup hit me. Ma Suqin had already stewed an old hen and placed a full bowl on the table.

Lin Yuan took a bite and the delicious fragrance spread in his mouth.

Suddenly he felt that something was wrong with Ma Suqin's movements: "What are you doing?"

Ma Suqin smiled with dimples and slyly stretched out her hand: "I want some chicken soup, too."

Lin Yuan couldn't help laughing, and had to let Ma Suqin take his shiny and warm spoon and put it into her mouth happily.

(End of this chapter)