On the Thousand Postures Reconstructed by the Scumbags

As soon as the word Ten Rings came out, the audience fell silent. The audience was stunned for two seconds before they realized that Xi Nian had won the lottery with his first arrow, and the surrounding applause suddenly sounded like thunder, and the happiest among them was Xi Nian's few fans were jumping up and down until they blushed with excitement.

He won, and they were honored.

As if he gained confidence all of a sudden, even his waist straightened a bit.

Lu Xingzhe pressed the camera shutter and looked towards the viewing area. Seeing that Su Ge was still smiling when the camera cut, and even applauded along with the crowd, he wondered who said that Su Ge's acting skills were bad.

Although Chen Sihao didn't expect to win from the very beginning, he didn't want to lose too badly. Xi Nian's performance brought him a lot of pressure. Under the referee's signal, he shot the arrow and pulled the string, but only missed A six-ring.

cut--

There were boos in the audience.

The referee signaled the seat year to prepare.

No one knew how difficult it was for Xi Nian to shoot the arrow just now. When it was his turn to shoot the arrow this time, the timer passed for five seconds before he gathered his strength to raise the bow and draw the string again, squinted his eyes and started aiming. Target.

This time his right hand trembled more than last time, the bowstring was only three quarters full, and it was difficult to use half of his strength.

Finally, some viewers noticed something was wrong, lowered their heads and started whispering.

Is Xi Nian not feeling well? I can see that his clothes are all sweaty on his back.

Not only that, when the camera was cut to close-up just now, the veins on his head came out.

I think so too. The arrow has been shaking, it must be injured.

Su Ge's fans heard it, and murmured quite critically: If you can't win, you can't win. Why don't you find a reason? He probably sees Su Ge's injury as a hot search, and he also wants to sympathize with him and show off his popularity.

Yang Xixi was also standing in the crowd. She heard the sisters beside her talking a lot, and said with some hesitation: In case...Xi Nian is really injured, I think his grades are pretty good, there is no need to find a reason... ...

The companion pulled her: Oh, even if Xi Nian was really injured, it must be true that he stepped on Su Ge, so you don't speak for him.

At the end of the last event, many marketing accounts were posting to beat the traffic, blowing up Xi Nian's hype and belittling Su Ge as badly as possible. It was the navy that Xi Nian Xianghong bought on purpose, so he had a lot of hostility towards him.

Yang Xixi also thought so at first, but somehow she felt that Xi Nian was not that kind of person: But...

The companion urged: Oh, don't be disappointed, let's watch the game.

Xi Nian is a man, not a god. No matter how much he can endure, when he is powerless beyond his physical limit, the slight shaking of the arrow makes it impossible for him to aim at the target. Seeing that the timer has passed 20 seconds, many people are Secretly worried.

Patter.

A bean-sized bead of sweat rolled down Xi Nian's face, and then silently sank into the green lawn under his feet.

Xi Nian's hand holding the bow tightened and loosened, but he never let it go. Seeing this, system 009 finally couldn't help it, and flew in front of him with flapping wings: [Ding ~ dear host, there are still many competitions, Don't care about the gains and losses at this moment. 】

twenty three seconds,

Twenty-four seconds.

Xi Nian's eyes were blank due to sweat for a moment, he didn't answer the system, but endured the pain, gritted his teeth and slowly pulled the bowstring, his eyes were full of cruelty that shouldn't be at this age.

Whoosh!

The arrow that had been waiting for a long time was finally shot out. Accompanied by a slight piercing sound, there was an arrow mark on the yellow inner circle of the target not far away, and the distance from the previous arrow was within a few millimeters.

Still ten rings.

Beautiful! Some audience members couldn't help applauding.

The referee felt that Xi Nian was not in good condition, so he came over and asked him in a low voice if he needed to see a doctor, but he shook his head and refused.

Lu Xingzhe tapped the camera quickly with his fingertips. He just felt that he was trying to be brave. Coupled with the chattering of a few star-chasing girls around him, he simply turned around and limped towards area C, which happened to be the few scattered fans of Xi Nian. Location.

Su Ge has been sitting quietly watching the match, while his manager frowned and said in a low voice, If Xi Nian wins this game, we will have a difficult time explaining to the public.

Su Ge adjusted his sitting posture when he heard the words, and sneered disdainfully: He may not be able to hold on to the back.

The agent asked, What do you mean?

No matter what an idol artist in the rising stage of his career does, he must get the approval of the company. Su Ge got hot on Xi Nian that day. :nothing.

Chen Sihao is now in a state of breaking the jar, he glanced at Xi Nian, and then drew the bow and shot the arrow disheartened, only to hear a muffled whoosh, and hit the No. 9 circle by mistake.

The radio sounded: No. 15 Chen Sihao, the first group, the second arrow and nine rings.

The commentator started to mobilize the audience's emotions at the slightest bit: It seems that the number 15 player's touch has already improved. I don't know if he can catch up with Xi Nian in the later stage. It seems that there will be a wonderful competition between the two...

The house leak happened to be raining all night, which is probably Xi Nian's current state. When he tried to raise his right hand to draw the bow again, his arm was no longer in control, and half of his shoulder was in a state of numbness. move.

Seeing this, several fans showed concern and stamped their feet anxiously: What to do, he must be feeling unwell somewhere.

There are gossips around: It looks like

Zi No. 9 is doomed.

An experienced referee, he guessed the general reason in his heart when he saw Xi Nian's appearance. He stepped forward and said, How about it? Can you continue to persevere? If you feel unwell, you must speak up.

Xi Jinping's back was covered in cold sweat, and the wind blew the cold. He breathed slowly and calmly, but he couldn't say the word retirement. He nodded slightly to the referee: You can continue.

The timer started counting, and the No. 009 system flapped its wings. Seeing Xi Nian's pale complexion, he re-tightened the arrow and pulled the string, and turned around in a bit of distress, and finally flew to his wrist with a broken jar: [Forget it, are you? Number nine, I am also number nine, for the sake of everyone being number nine, I will make an exception to help you once. 】

As it said, its chubby body supported Xi Nian's arm from underneath, and it felt icy cold to the touch. After a burst of blue light flashed, the original pain disappeared miraculously.

Seeing this, Xi Nian's pupils shrank slightly, and he was surprised, but because there was not much time left, he couldn't care about asking anything, so he quickly pulled the string to aim again, and tried his best to find the ring position.

There was not much time left, the focus of the arrows skipped the outer circle one by one, and was fixed on the yellow tenth ring. Xi Nian loosened his fingertips slightly, and finally shot the arrow at the 28th second.

Everyone saw an arrow flashing in front of their eyes, with the momentum of breaking a bamboo, and there was a muffled sound when it fell into the target position, the strength was obviously much stronger than the previous two times.

The male commentator was Xi Nian's half-passer-by fan, and he had been following his movements. When he saw this, he took a closer look and almost slapped the table excitedly: Beautiful! Contestant No. 9 hit another ten ring! Another hit! A ten ring!

The system shook its body triumphantly when it heard the words, and its little wings flapped even more cheerfully.

Xi Nian lowered his eyes and turned his wrist without any trace, but found that there was no pain at all. He was silent for a moment, then looked at the chubby blue light ball beside him: ...what did you do?

The system was so complacent, it threw away the standard polite language that could be compared to x treasure's customer service, and said in an arrogant tone: [Ding! The pain is eliminated, only this time, not the next time. 】

Xi Nian guessed in his heart that the system was helping, but he was used to confronting the opponent sharply, so he was silent for a long time and didn't say anything after all.

No one is more aware of Xi Nian's injury situation than Su Ge, so he has been waiting for the opponent to be unable to hold on. However, as time goes by, Xi Nian not only did not miss the target he expected, but became more and more stable— —

ten rings,

ten rings,

In addition to ten rings or ten rings!

When Xi Nian's last arrow hit the bull's-eye in the middle, Su Ge's face was bloodless, and it was difficult for him to pull the corners of his mouth to make a smirk in front of the camera.

Sports events are easy to inspire people. When the host announced that Xi Nian had successfully advanced, the cheers almost overturned the stands, and people's ears were numb: Xi Nian is doing well!!! Come on!! Come on! !

At this time, he really complied with that sentence, and he was indeed a dark horse that broke out halfway. Obviously, his performance in qualifying was mediocre, and it could even be said to be bad, but he shined in the next few games, which was really unexpected.

He is too powerful, I have never seen such a high rate of ten rings.

Some people on the Internet say that he is a vase. It seems that the rumors are not credible.

But I heard that Xi Nian seems very arrogant.

What's the point? It's strength. I'm proud of his level.

Today's sun is not glaring, but the air is slightly restless, mixed with the smell of lawn soil. Xi Nian turned his head and looked at the auditorium for the first time.

His fans gathered there, clapping and embracing happily, but there was a man in a crowd of girls, with a black T-shirt, a black baseball cap, a camera in his hand, and a shoulder bag.

These few simple adjectives can easily make up three words.

Lu Xingzhe.

Xi Nian looked away. He took the water bottle handed by the staff, unscrewed it and took a sip, then turned and walked backstage.

In order to increase exposure, the contestants generally choose to sit in the viewing area and wait for the match. Few people will go directly to the waiting room. Because of the long-term competition, the armguard on Xi Nian's hand has been soaked with sweat and stuck to the wound. Together, he took out the medicine box and cotton swabs from the locker, found a place to sit down, frowned and took off the armguard little by little.

The scalded area was already bright red, and because of the forceful tearing, tissue fluid and blood began to ooze from the scabbed area again, but I don't know if it was because of the system, but there was no pain at all.

Xi Nian's way of treating the wound was quite simple and rude. He bit open the medicine bag with his teeth, poured the medicine powder on it two or three times, and was about to find gauze to wrap up the wound when the door of the lounge was suddenly opened with a click.

Xi Nian looked up, but saw that it was Su Ge.

Why are you so pitiful, hiding here alone and secretly taking medicine? Su Ge stood at the door, glanced at the back of Xi Nian's hand, then frowned in disgust, and sneered sneeringly: Hands are hurting. If you can even hit the ten rings, should I praise you for your strength, or for your tolerance?

Su Ge only felt that Xi Nian was a timid and cowardly wretch who didn't dare to make a sound when he scalded him last time, but if he knew that Xi Nian almost scalded him with boiling water before turning back the time, lending him ten or eight guts would be enough. I dare not come to the door to provoke.

Xi Nian didn't say a word, wrapped up the gauze in twos and twos, then stood up from the chair and looked around, looking for a weapon that would be easier to hit people, and he had to beat this bastard out of shit.

The system sensed his thoughts, and popped out like a cannonball with a ding: [Dear host, we must calm down, violence will not solve the problem]

Xi Nian didn't want to solve the problem, he just wanted to solve Su Ge, but as soon as the system made a sound, he remembered the last time he was locked in shape, as if he was suddenly poured cold water, and his mind suddenly calmed down.

Seeing that he was silent, Su Ge kicked the chair with a bang, and the bottom of the chair rubbed against the ground making a harsh sound. He lowered his voice and threatened, Don't think that winning is a big deal. It was hot last time, so I won't know what it is next time. I want to see how long you can last.

The system couldn't help it when it heard the words, and flew to the back of Su Ge's head with a huff, and kicked him twice with its transparent body: [It's so annoying! Really annoying! 】

How can there be such an annoying human being!

I wanted to kick him last time!

It was rare for Xi Nian not to go against the system, the lounge couldn't stay any longer, he threw the medicine box into the locker, and was about to leave, when he passed by Su Ge, he put one hand in his pocket and said something with a half-smile : When you had your face done, you really should have asked the doctor to do your brain as well.

Su Ge was stunned for a second when he heard the words, and then realized that Xi Nian was scolding him, and suddenly became furious: You——!

Xi Nian ignored him and left straight away. A figure flashed by at the corner of the corridor where he could not see.

Lu Xingzhe didn't expect that he would overhear such explosive news when he followed up the backstage out of curiosity. He saw Xi Nian's back disappear in front of him, and then glanced at the door of the lounge with a delicate expression, and stuffed the camera in his backpack into his backpack. Then he limped off backstage.

There are basically no empty seats in the first few rows of the viewing area. Xi Nian doesn't like to sit with unfamiliar people, so he just takes three steps and two steps, crosses the front row and sits at the back. It's raining, just in case, other assistants are distributing raincoats to the artists, but Sun Ming runs so far that he can't even see him.

Xi Nian didn't sleep well last night. He put on his hat and sat down to take a nap, but before he fell asleep, someone called his name behind him: Xi Nian, Xi Nian!

Here here!

Xi Nian raised the brim of his hat, sat up straight and turned his head, but saw a few fans waving to him through the guardrail, with pens and photos in their hands, and asked in a nervous whisper: Xi Nian, we are all your fans , can I sign it?

Xi Nian spent all his energy on filming and intrigue in his previous life. His account has been managed by his agent, but he has never really gotten along with fans. He paused, then got up from his seat, and walked to the guardrail that separated him. in front of.

Seeing that he was willing to come, those fans blushed with excitement, and handed over their signature pens one after another. Xi Nian took the photos and signed them one by one.

There was a female fan who didn't bring a photo, she was sweating anxiously, and finally found the white clothes she was wearing, her eyes lit up, she pointed at the clothes and said, Xi Nian, can you sign it on the clothes?

She was wearing a short crop top with a sexy figure, which was somewhat awkward. Xi Nian had nowhere to write, and finally motioned her to turn sideways, and then signed his name on the edge of the left cuff.

This time I used a curlicue, which doesn't look like a signature, but a decoration, which complements the white clothes.

The female fan noticed his gentlemanly behavior, and then she realized something, stuck out her tongue secretly, took out a bag from the backpack at her feet, handed it to him with some embarrassment, and said, We heard Yu Fan's manager just now People say that the artist will record a promotional video in the afternoon, and it may take a long time to wait, here are some snacks and drinks, you can eat when you are bored.”

For the artist's safety, these things are generally collected by the agent. Xi Nian paused, reached out to take the snack bag, and spoke to fans at a distance for the first time under such circumstances: Thank you...

The fans were almost bubbling with happiness: It doesn't matter, you must take care of yourself, we will always support you!

Xi Nian nodded, then turned around and returned to his seat. In addition to snacks, he also had a cup of temporary pearl milk tea in his hand. He didn't waste it, so he just inserted a straw and started drinking.

Lu Xingzhe had a leg injury and returned to the auditorium belatedly, but before he could speak, a few fans at the side beat their chests and asked him, What did you do just now?

Lu Xingzhe raised his eyebrows: Go to the bathroom, what's wrong?

The fans had an expression of you're wrong!: Xi Nian came over just now and signed for each of us. It's a pity that you're not here!

Hearing this, Lu Xingzhe subconsciously looked towards the viewing area, only to realize that Xi Nian had sat over at some point, only a few meters away from them, and touched his chin inexplicably: Well, that's really a pity.

There were still several matches in the afternoon, but in the middle of the match, some cold raindrops suddenly fell from the sky. Someone touched his head and exclaimed, Oh! It's raining!

It's really raining!

What are you doing? I promised that it would be sunny today, but I didn't bring an umbrella.

The staff said it was light rain, and it might stop within ten minutes.

The gymnasium is semi-open-air, and the rain falls obliquely and floats directly into the auditorium. The assistants have already distributed the raincoats to the artists in advance. In addition, the viewing area has a roof, so the problem is not too big. Xi Nian sat on the edge, and the rain drifted in and fell on his body, but he remained indifferent and continued to close his eyes and meditate.

Lu Xingzhe stood all morning, his legs were stiff, half of his body was leaning against the guardrail to relieve the pressure on his legs, but he found that Xi Nian did not have an assistant to bring a raincoat, so he looked behind for a long while, then took out a disposable raincoat from his backpack, Leaned over and threw it to him.

With a soft crash, something fell into the man's arms.

Xi Nian frowned and opened his eyes. Looking down, he saw it was a plastic raincoat. When he turned his head subconsciously, he saw someone leaning on the side of the guardrail.

Looking at him, his eyebrows and eyes are raised triumphantly, and he smiles like a fox.

Lu Xingzhe?

Xi Nian's eyelids twitched. In his mind, this person should be lying in the hospital to take good care of his lame leg, instead of appearing in the crowded stadium.

His brain ran around a few times, but he didn't know what Lu Xingzhe was trying to do. Xi Nian avoided the camera and got up, walked under the guardrail, and handed the raincoat back to him. Because he didn't want to be recognized by the other party, he deliberately lowered his voice: You dropped your things. down.

Lu Xingzhe didn't pick it up. Thanks to the high terrain of the stands, he could look down at Xi Nian, with a smile hidden in the corner of his eyes, and corrected: It didn't fall, it was for you.

Slanting raindrops fell from the sky and were blown by the wind. Half of Lu Xingzhe's shoulders were wet. Against the chaotic and noisy background around him, his voice was somewhat indistinct.

Xi Nian didn't think Lu Xingzhe would be so kind: We don't seem to know each other.

He didn't intend to reveal his identity until now, after all, it would be very troublesome to be stuck with dog skin plaster.

Lu Xingzhe looked at Xi Nian's handsome eyebrows calmly, becoming more and more sure that he was the one who saved him that day, tapped his fingertips on the guardrail regularly, and half-truthfully said: I'm your fan, so the head office will do it like this. Bar.

Xi Nian didn't believe it, he just felt that Lu Xingzhe had bad intentions, maybe this scribbled paparazzi took himself as the subject of his next writing issue, looked at the raincoat in his hand, and finally accepted it: Thank you.

The smile in Lu Xingzhe's eyes grew wider when he heard the words, his lips were naturally red, and when they were slightly raised, they were even more confusing than girls: You're welcome, just sign me next time.

Xi Nian pretended not to hear, and sat back in his seat.

Not long after, the rain became heavier, and even the temperature dropped. The staff kept reassuring the audience, saying that the rain would stop in a while, and fans rarely came to watch idol games, and they were unwilling to leave. Scalpers bought rain gear, and the mobile vendors outside directly raised the price of disposable raincoats to 60 yuan a piece.

What a black heart! Five yuan for this kind of broken plastic raincoat is too much for me!

Let's buy it quickly. It will be sold out in a while. I came from out of town to watch the game. Thanks to leaving now, it's not worthwhile to catch a cold.

In order to avoid the rain, some people were hiding under the roof. Lu Xingzhe's legs hurt and he didn't bother to buy an umbrella. Plus he had a hat, so he still leaned against the guardrail and didn't move his nest.

Xi Nian glanced back, and saw that the girls who brought him snacks didn't have umbrellas, and there was a beautiful girl with a round face who didn't even care about her image, and directly covered her head with a plastic bag, which made people can't help but muffled laughter.

Xi Nian withdrew his gaze, thought of something, got up and left the viewing area, and when he came back, he was holding a bag in his hand. The fans saw him jump up to the stands in three steps and two steps, and then handed the things over.

The fans were excited and happy when they saw him: Xi Nian, why are you here? It's raining heavily here, you should go back and sit down... What is this?

Xi Nian opened the plastic bag, and inside were several raincoats and umbrellas that he asked for from the staff: Share them out, so you don't get wet.

The fans were stunned for a few seconds before they realized what he was talking about, and they were flattered and asked, Is it for us?

Xi Nian is not a Lei Feng-like character, and he felt a little weird when he did this kind of thing for the first time. Facing the delighted eyes of the fans, he nodded imperceptibly.

Really? Great!

Xi Nian, you are so sweet!

The girls were so happy that they wished they could die in place. Facing the envious eyes of other fans, their hearts were bubbling with beauty. Where can I find such a good idol these days? Lattice fans have been standing there in the rain for a long time, and I haven't seen Su Grid came over to ask a few words.

Lu Xingzhe was taking photos of the stadium just now, and when he heard the movement, he turned his head and glanced, but saw Xi Nian giving raincoats to fans, and pinched his earlobes habitually.

Tsk, I didn't see it, this big iceberg is quite humane.

Lu Xingzhe was wearing short sleeves today, and his exposed arms were freezing cold. Seeing that the lens was blurred by the rain, he let out a casual breath, lowered his head and wiped the lens with the hem of his clothes, but before he lifted it up, a belt covered his shoulders. A blue and white jacket that catches body temperature.

Lu Xingzhe froze, and at the same time a familiar male voice sounded above his head: There are not enough raincoats, use my coat first.

Xi Nian took off his coat, leaving only a short sleeve on his body. After he finished speaking, he turned and left, returning to the viewing area.

But Lu Xingzhe was wearing that warm coat, and blinked slowly, a momentary bewilderment appeared on his face.

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