The intern taught a top-performing class, and the parents wanted to change the homeroom teacher.

"This competition is being held at the Jiangcheng City Gymnasium."

"It is organized by the provincial sports administration department and is qualified to award the third-level athlete certificate, so the number of participants is a little more than that of the competition in the first half of the year, about four hundred people."

"After being divided into high school, junior high, and elementary school groups, each group had approximately one hundred people..."

Zhou Sheng explained the situation of the match.

Lu Qian nodded repeatedly as he listened, then looked down at the documents in his hand.

The competition is divided into individual and team events.

To obtain the title of Level 3 Athlete, one must mainly focus on individual competitions.

70米排名赛（72支箭）580环以上，单轮全能（144支箭）1150环，室内18米排名赛（60支箭）500环。

Completing one of these tasks will earn you the title of Level 3 Athlete.

The team competition is mainly for aiming for higher titles.

The entire team signed up for all three events.

In case of any outdoor disruptions, indoor matches can be a backup plan.

Anything can happen on the field.

"Li Jun, are you nervous?" Lu Qian looked at Li Jun across the aisle.

"It's alright, I'm starting to look forward to it." Li Jun looked eager to try.

Zhou Sheng nodded slightly, stood up and looked at the team members behind him.

"If anyone feels unwell, tell me immediately; the team doctor is with us."

"Following the Holy Son into battle, we will be invincible!" Tao Sheng shouted, making the whole team laugh.

After Li Jun joined the team and displayed terrifying talent, he could no longer shake off the title of "Holy Son".

The others didn't seem to be jealous; they often teased Li Jun, their junior brother.

In fact, they feel proud if their teammates produce a national or even world-class player.

Not only can it be a source of pride, but if you build a good relationship with someone, it can also become a valuable network of connections.

The group chatted and laughed as the bus headed towards its destination.

Not long after.

The car was parked in front of the stadium.

There were already quite a few cars parked nearby, and athletes from each grade level were getting out of their cars and entering the stadium in an orderly manner under the guidance of their team leaders.

Zhou Sheng led the team at the front, guiding them through registration, bib number collection, and equipment checks...

Then we started a half-hour pre-competition practice session to get used to the venue and target positions.

Li Jun was participating in a sports competition for the first time, and he was curious about everything.

Excitement, anticipation... until he held his recurve bow, the excitement gradually subsided, replaced by composure.

"Partner, let's continue fighting side by side!" Li Jun murmured to himself, looking down.

Drawing the bowstring and shooting an arrow, feeling the gentle breeze.

"Whoosh—thump!"

Nine rings!

Zhou Sheng's spirits lifted, and he clenched his fists.

Great, you're in good shape!

Li Jun remained calm and continued shooting arrows, getting used to the feel of the technique and the terrain.

After practicing for a while, he gave his spot to his teammates and went to the back to rest.

I had just sat down when a voice came from behind me.

"Wow, you're pretty good, bro. Which school do you go to?"

Li Jun turned his head to look and politely said, "Uncle, I'm only a sophomore in high school, and parents aren't allowed to come into the competition venue."

A question mark popped into Wei Xiong's head, and he was somewhat exasperated. "Who are you calling an uncle? I'm also a sophomore in high school!"

Li Jun was stunned and looked him up and down.

"Are you a sophomore in high school?"

The other person was tall, with a chubby face, dark skin, dark circles under his eyes, and curly hair.

Looking at his face, he must be almost thirty.

You told me you're a sophomore in high school?

Were we in the same year?

Even if Teacher Lu stood next to him, he might not be as mature.

Wei Xiong took a deep breath and felt relieved; after all, it wasn't the first time he'd encountered this situation.

"Hello, my name is Wei Xiong, from No. 2 Middle School."

No. 2 Middle School?

Li Jun's understanding of No. 2 Middle School was limited to the fact that it was a key high school like Yucai Middle School, and he had no idea about its ranking.

Tao Sheng is from No. 1 High School, Yuan Yao is from Provincial Experimental High School, and he didn't ask much about the other members of the team.

"Hello, my name is Li Jun, from Yucai School."

Wei Xiong was somewhat surprised, "Yucai School is here too? That's rare, but your school has produced a remarkable talent!"

Before Li Jun could speak, a coach nearby called Wei Xiong away.

"I went to practice, and the competition went well."

"You too, best of luck in the competition."

The competition in archery is relatively less intense.

Once the required number of rings is achieved, the corresponding athlete level can be obtained.

Furthermore, they are less affected by others during competitions.

After all, the athletes bring their own bows.

Whether it works or not depends on yourself.

"What's wrong, Li Jun?" Zhou Sheng asked as he walked over.

Li Jun gestured with his chin in the direction Wei Xiong had left, "I just ran into someone from No. 2 Middle School, the tall guy."

Zhou Sheng looked in the direction he was looking, and then suddenly realized, "Oh, it's him. His name is Wei Xiong. He's from the grasslands. He's been practicing archery since he was a child. He's quite talented, but not as much as you."

As players participate in more competitions, talented players will gradually be remembered by other coaches.

Li Jun raised an eyebrow. "Coach, is it okay for you to praise me like that?"

Zhou Sheng snorted twice. "I just love praising my beloved disciple! Is there a problem?"

"no problem."

They're practicing here before the competition, getting familiar with the venue.

Lu Qian, wearing his employee badge, went to the other side and was editing a message.

send.

……

Li Zhiyuan leaned back in his boss's chair, staring intently at his phone.

Li Jun left home in the morning, and he followed right after him, except he went to the company.

Upon seeing the message from Lu Qian, Li Zhiyuan smiled.

After replying to a few words, the other party initiated a video call.

Li Zhiyuan put on his earphones, quickly answered the call, and Lu Qian's image appeared in the center of the phone screen.

"Teacher Lu, has the competition started?"

Lu Qian turned the camera around. "Not yet. Li Jun is familiarizing himself with the field with Coach Zhou and the others. He just shot a few arrows and said he felt good."

"That's good, that's good." Li Zhiyuan nodded repeatedly, then said apologetically, "I'm really sorry to have troubled you, Teacher Lu, with the video call."

Lu Qian laughed heartily, "It's nothing."

Before the two ended their phone call on Tuesday night.

After learning that Lu Qian would also be going to the competition, Li Zhiyuan asked if they could make a video call on the day of the competition.

He originally intended to sneak off, but he simply couldn't leave the company.

The competition venue is too far from the company, and the round trip takes even more time.

That's why Li Zhiyuan was thinking about whether Lu Qian could make a video call during the competition.

That way he can watch Li Jun's match and put his mind at ease.

Lu Qian agreed readily, which felt rather strange.

This father and son are interesting.

"Teacher Lu, you don't need to tell Li Jun. If he asks, just say it's for filming a video," Li Zhiyuan explained.

"Okay, no problem," Lu Qian said.

Half an hour passed quickly.

The competition area was quickly cleared, and staff checked the distance and the integrity of the targets.

After confirming everything was correct, the competition officially began.

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