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Chapter 295 The Archery Team Invitation: Lin Yuan Corrupted Me

Chang Xingyu had his back to Lin Yuan.

Actually, the pain isn't the worst part.

After all, the two had been communicating all night, which could be considered a gradual process.

She ignored Lin Yuan, mainly because she felt embarrassed.

Lin Yuan gently pinched her waist with his fingers.

Chang Xingyu turned around, his lips pale and bluish.

Looking at Lin Yuan's face, most of the grievances in her heart instantly dissipated.

Chang Xingyu sniffed and said softly, "You can't do that again next time..."

This is just reckless.

No way, there's no such thing.

Lin Yuan held her hand, a gentle light emanating from his palm, and used 'Miraculous Healing' on her.

"It's normal to feel uncomfortable at first. Practice makes perfect, and you'll get used to it next time," Lin Yuan said with a hint of teasing.

Chang Xingyu glared at him: "There won't be a next time!"

Lin Yuan laughed and said, "Actually, it doesn't hurt that much; it's just your imagination."

Chang Xingyu blurted out, "No, that's not it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chang Xingyu was surprised to find that the lingering soreness in his lower back suddenly disappeared.

And just like that, it got better inexplicably.

She tried moving her waist and couldn't feel any pain at all.

Lin Yuan scooped up a spoonful of the thick red bean porridge and said, "Get up and have some porridge first."

Chang Xingyu propped herself up and sat up, letting Lin Yuan feed her spoonful by spoonful.

After taking a few bites, she handed the spoon to Lin Yuan: "You should have some too."

Lin Yuan shook his head, his eyes filled with tenderness: "I don't like red beans, this was made especially for you."

Chang Xingyu enjoyed being fed with peace of mind.

After they finished eating, Lin Yuan asked with concern, "How are you feeling now? Are you feeling much better?"

Chang Xingyu deliberately frowned: "It still hurts."

Lin Yuan almost lost his composure. He had used up three months of cooldown skills on her, and she still dared to lie to him.

In fact, Chang Xingyu was afraid that if he admitted that it didn't hurt anymore, he would suffer again next time, so he deliberately kept his mouth shut.

"You can sit up and eat now, and you're still not feeling well? You're not lying to me, are you?"

Lin Yuan placed the empty bowl on the bedside table, then suddenly lifted the covers and lay down on his side.

Chang Xingyu blushed slightly, curled up her knees to press against Lin Yuan, and gently pushed against his firm chest with her fingertips: "What did you say before? You said there were two beds at home."

Lin Yuan replied with a mischievous grin, "There are two beds at home, it's just that you didn't go."

Chang Xingyu pinched the soft flesh on his waist, his ear tips turning so red they were almost bleeding: "It was clearly something you planned all along."

Lin Yuan pinched her soft upper arm, his palm sinking into the delicate flesh, which was soft yet slightly elastic. He deliberately protested, "Actually, pain is mutual. I'm still in pain now. You can feel it if you don't believe me."

Amidst their playful banter, affection quietly spread through the air.

In the folds of ordinary days, small, fleeting joys can blossom into even more abundant flowers.

……

Wait until the afternoon.

Chang Xingyu then got up to wash up.

As Lin Yuan watched Chang Xingyu stand in front of the sink, breathe on his little hand to check for any odors, and lean in to sniff for any unusual smells, a satisfied smile unconsciously appeared on his face.

"What are you laughing at? It's all because of you." Chang Xingyu blushed.

Lin Yuan patted her bottom and said with dissatisfaction, "That's not right of you. I didn't say anything when I helped you."

Chang Xingyu rolled her eyes at him.

I've gone from being a well-behaved, obedient girl to someone whose mind is filled with all sorts of fancy and frivolous things.

It's all Lin Yuan's fault; he led me astray.

After getting ready, the two headed to the running track at the Children's Palace.

"Let's warm up first." Lin Yuan led Chang Xingyu on a two-lap jog.

Chang Xingyu is in good physical condition; after the run, her pretty face was only slightly flushed, and her breathing was relatively steady.

Lin Yuan said, "If you exercise more in the future, you won't feel much pain anymore."

Chang Xingyu's pretty face flushed red. The indescribable intimacy made her soul tremble. Images of Lin Yuan's warm breath when he was close to her and his strong arms embracing her uncontrollably surfaced in her mind.

She stomped her foot and said, "You're the culprit. You're the one who caused all of this to happen to me."

Lin Yuan tapped her forehead, feigning displeasure, and said, "You're overthinking it. Let's stick to the facts; I'm just telling the truth."

Chang Xingyu didn't want to continue the topic and changed the subject, saying, "You should go practice your sprinting."

Lin Yuan took out a timer from his pocket and handed it to Chang Xingyu, "Go to the 100-meter finish line and time me. I want to see how my recent training has gone."

Chang Xingyu took the timer, her skirt swaying slightly, and ran to the other end of the track in her black leather shoes.

Seeing that Lin Yuan had already taken his starting position, like a cheetah ready to pounce, she raised her slender arm, and with a shout of "Run!", quickly lowered her arm and pressed the timing button.

Lin Yuan shot off like an arrow released from a bow, quickly approaching the finish line in the blink of an eye.

After crossing the finish line, Lin Yuan continued running forward for a while before slowly coming to a stop.

Chang Xingyu stared at the timer, the screen displaying a time of 10.20 seconds, her face full of surprise.

Although this result is still a bit short of the world record, it is already the best result in China.

When Lin Yuan adjusted his breathing, he slowly walked back to Chang Xingyu's side.

"Just now... I forgot to press it." Chang Xingyu lowered his eyes and bit his lower lip, but his eyelashes secretly lifted up to observe Lin Yuan's reaction.

Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow, glanced at her cunning eyes, looked around, and subtly pinched her buttocks a few times before lowering his voice to ask, "Tell me, was it on purpose?"

Then I looked at the timer in her hand, and the screen clearly showed "10.20".

Chang Xingyu let out a soft moan, unable to hold back any longer, and revealed a playful smile: "This result could break the national record. If you had professional guidance from the national team, you might even be able to run it in under ten seconds."

"That's not necessarily true." Lin Yuan shook his head, his expression becoming serious. "But I will definitely need to devote more energy to training from now on, so I may have less time to spend with you."

Chang Xingyu's eyes shone with eager anticipation as he said lightly, "It's okay, I'm not a child anymore. Just focus on your training, and I'll be waiting for you to win the championship."

With Lin Yuan's tireless efforts and Ma Suqin's active cooperation, Ma Suqin finally became pregnant.

Although there was no advanced detection technology in this era, as a woman, she was all too familiar with the subtle changes in her body.

Dry heaving upon waking, nausea upon smelling cooking fumes, and a faint, persistent bloating in the abdomen—all these silently convey messages.

Ma Suqin would subconsciously place her hand on her lower abdomen, which was still flat as usual, but she could already feel the budding of life.

No matter what she does, she always unconsciously protects her lower abdomen.

So every night, Lin Yuan would move gently to avoid pressing on her lower abdomen.

……

The weekend sun shone on Sha Mao Lane as Lin Yuan returned, carrying Qiuqiu, who was curled up in a ball, in his arms.

As soon as she entered the yard, Wu Xiulan, who was hanging clothes to dry, noticed her. She wiped her hands and asked curiously, "Why did you bring a cat back?"

Qiao Sanli had already taken the cat from Lin Yuan's arms and gently stroked its fur with her fingertips.

She was wearing a light blue shirt with a slightly protruding neckline, revealing the curves unique to a young girl.

Lin Yuan explained, "I brought a cat back to keep you company."

Ma Suqin is pregnant and it's no longer suitable for her to keep a cat. Lin Yuan is sometimes not home, and it's inconvenient for her, a pregnant woman, to feed and change the cat's water. It would be better to bring the cat back so that it can keep her and her child company.

"Brother, what's its name?"

Qiao Sanli stroked Qiuqiu, while Lin Yuan stroked the top of Qiao Sanli's head and said with a smile, "Its name is Qiuqiu."

"Ball. Ball."

Qiao Sanli repeated as she touched it.

Around noon, a familiar face whom they hadn't seen in a long time suddenly appeared in the Lin family's courtyard.

Li Jinbo, former coach of the provincial archery team.

Wu Xiulan warmly welcomed the guests into the house.

Li Jinbo smiled and said to Lin Yuan, "Lin Yuan, it's been a long time since we last met."

Lin Yuan smiled politely and asked, "Coach Li, what brings you to my house today?"

The archery team performed poorly at this Asian Games. After several meetings, the team decided to recall Lin Yuan to the team.

In this day and age, athletic performance is what truly matters.

In sports like archery, if you don't achieve good results, the resources and support you receive will inevitably decrease.

Li Jinbo accepted the tea offered by Wu Xiulan and said in a relaxed tone, "The Asian Games just ended, so I came to see you during my holiday."

Lin Yuan nodded lightly: "Since you're here, why don't you stay for lunch? We have some food prepared at home."

Li Jinbo asked casually, "Have you been practicing archery in the past two years?"

"I've never touched it," Lin Yuan said calmly.

Li Jinbo twitched the corner of his mouth and continued to probe, "With your talent, if you pick it up again, you'll quickly get back into form."

Lin Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he said frankly, "That's natural."

Li Jinbo seized the opportunity: "Have you ever considered returning to the archery team? Everyone misses you. If you come back..."

Lin Yuan interrupted Li Jinbo and said seriously, "Coach Li, my connection with archery began with you, and I am indeed grateful to the archery team for giving me this opportunity. But I ask myself, with two Asian Games gold medals and two Olympic gold medals, isn't that enough to repay the archery team for recognizing my talent?"

Li Jinbo nodded slightly.

“A few months ago, my sprint performance at the Universiade was mediocre, and many media outlets criticized me extensively, saying that I had brought this upon myself, that I was trying to attract attention, and that I was overestimating my abilities.”

"Later, during the Asian Games, the archery team did not perform well, and many media outlets continued to attack me, saying that I was wasting resources, that I was irresponsible, and even putting the blame for the team's lack of successors on my head."

"Actually, as you all know, I only go to the national team for training at my own expense for two months during the summer vacation each month. I have never asked for any benefits or allowances from the national team. I don't even participate in many domestic competitions. I take the initiative to give them to the younger players so that they can accumulate more experience."

"Now that the archery team has lost, it has nothing to do with the athletes, coaches, or training; all the blame has been placed on me, someone who has already left the archery team."

"They seem to have forgotten that, since 1974, all the gold medals the national team has won in world and continental competitions over the past twelve years were won by me."

"It's okay if others forget, but the archery team shouldn't forget, right? I originally thought that the archery team would stand up for me and at least clarify the truth, but I've been waiting and waiting and it hasn't happened. Maybe you've thought about pushing all the responsibility onto me? That way, the archery team can avoid all responsibility?"

Li Jinbo's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly said, "Lin Yuan..."

The claim that it wastes training resources is pure misinformation.

Despite the constant commotion outside, the archery team coaches all knew that Lin Yuan's success was entirely due to his talent and hard work; there was nothing they could teach him.

Lin Yuan waved his hand, his tone self-deprecating, and continued, "Actually, I don't care about this. The media's criticism and people's insults don't affect me. If the archery team thinks this can be a reason to convince themselves to accept defeat, then consider it my last contribution to the archery team."

Li Jinbo breathed a sigh of relief. It was impossible for him to be completely unaware, but everyone felt that Lin Yuan was no longer a member of the archery team and there was no need for him to step forward. However, he still forced himself to explain:
"This is not what you think. Everyone has been losing games recently and hasn't been paying much attention to these things. We really didn't expect the media to write about this."

Lin Yuan smiled gently, feigning understanding: "I was judging you by my own petty standards. Don't take my words to heart."

Seeing that Lin Yuan's attitude was softening, Li Jinbo immediately seized the opportunity: "To be honest, with your strength, returning to the archery team is the best outcome for you. Just think about it, winning consecutive Olympic championships is an honor that so many people dream of. How many people across the country will cheer for you then?"

Lin Yuan shook his head: "I've been fully focused on sprint training lately, so I don't have time for archery."

Li Jinbo came here today simply to get him back into the archery team.

He already had two Olympic gold medals in archery, so for Lin Yuan, they were just icing on the cake and not particularly precious.

Most importantly, Lin Yuan could not accept the archery team's actions.

He is neither a fool nor a pushover, and he will not be swayed by so-called patriotism to return to the archery team.

Li Jinbo frowned, looking distressed, and said, "Why put so much pressure on yourself? With such talent, why go to such lengths to pursue that unattainable dream?"

Lin Yuan's gaze was firm, and his tone was filled with strong confidence: "I have never felt pressured, nor do I think that winning the sprint championship is something unattainable. I have confidence in myself, and my family and friends have confidence in me. Coach Li, you are a discerning mentor, but this gold will shine wherever it is, not just in archery."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Lin Yuan, Li Jinbo sighed helplessly. He ate his lunch without tasting it and hurriedly took his leave afterward.

As he walked, he couldn't help but think: the historical record of Asian sprinting is there for all to see, and no one has ever made it to the Olympic finals.

Not to mention Lin Yuan, a newcomer without a training team.

The price to pay for boasting can be very high.

We can only wait until Lin Yuan comes to terms with reality and then try to persuade him. Hopefully, by then, his archery skills will still be intact.

After returning to Yanjing, I need to inform my team about the reports. I must clarify things, otherwise it will truly block Lin Yuan's path back.

I hope some people in the team won't be too protective of their reputation.

Sighing heavily, Li Jinbo sighed again.

(End of this chapter)