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Coach Wang looked bitter: "Director Chen, you don't know, Xiaoyu got her period today. She's usually in good condition, but when she gets her period, she tends to suffer a lot. It was like this at the National Games a few years ago. She was going to win the championship, but her health held her back."

Chen Qing clenched his fists suddenly, and when his gaze fell on Xiao Yu standing in the distance, he said, "Trust her, she can do well."

Xiaoyu has been taking good care of her health these past few years.

Moreover, relying on her long-standing muscle memory and the powerful will she was displaying at that moment, Chen Qing believed she could overcome the slight discomfort in her body.

Shooting 144 arrows a day is a long process in itself, but everyone admires Xiaoyu and Jin Xiumin's steady movements, with almost all of them hitting the nine rings or higher.

He Yuxiang watched as Xiao Yu drew her bow and shot arrows again and again, his heart pounding with each attempt. Before he could even relax, she would start again.

If it were his turn to play, he might not be so nervous.

But when Xiaoyu took the stage, the level of tension increased at least tenfold.

Yang Yihe felt her legs go weak while holding the national flag, and called out to He Yuxiang, "Can you hold this side for me? I need to have a sip of water to calm down."

Good heavens, why do I feel suffocated just watching the game as a spectator?

It's so scary.

She could hardly imagine how disappointed Xiaoyu would be if she lost the competition or failed to meet expectations, given that so many people had high hopes for her.

Athletes really need to have strong mental fortitude.

If you're even slightly weaker, you'll lose not only to your opponents, but also to the scrutiny of others and the pressure you face.

Yang Yihe saw that Jin Xiumin had scored seven points, and breathed a slight sigh of relief for Xiaoyu. She then excitedly raised the national flag, trying to outdo the Korean flag.

He Yuxiang and she held up the same national flag. Seeing her action, he cooperated by holding the flag high and then watching the game in an awkward posture.

The commentator was also commenting on the two athletes' performance: "Kim Soo-min from South Korea has been performing steadily, scoring nine or ten points almost every time except for one seven-point performance. He Yuting from China has scored an astonishing 487 points from the 50 arrows she has shot so far. This makes me wonder if she was hiding her strength before, or if it was just a brief burst of energy."

Everyone was incredibly excited about Xiaoyu's condition, almost to the point of having a rush of blood to their heads.

While no one was making a lot of noise during the competition, people couldn't help but murmur, "Will this break the world record?"

"Perhaps, if she can get ten or nine points most of the time."

"That's terrifying. Both of them are like machines. How long do they need to train to have such terrifying strength?"

……

Everyone was talking about it and had high expectations for Xiaoyu.

Coach Park had a bad feeling. Logically speaking, He Yuting shouldn't be able to achieve such good results. Could it be a short-term burst of success?
He wasn't the only one who thought that way; many people thought the same, because in the last Olympics, some athletes scored ten points with every arrow in the early stages, but their shots became increasingly off-target as they went on.

During halftime, Kim Soo-min came back for a drink of water, and Coach Park told her, "Don't be afraid, her performance will only get worse from here on out, and you still have a great chance of winning."

Kim Soo-min nodded.

I was actually a little worried.

Because she felt that was He Yuting's true strength.

But this is just too terrifying...

When Xiaoyu returned to Coach Wang's side, Coach Wang asked her, "How's your condition?"

Xiao Yu stared at the target for a moment and thought, "Not bad." As everyone expected, Xiao Yu's score got worse and worse in the second half, and Jin Xiumin's score was seven points higher than Xiao Yu's!
It would take Xiaoyu countless bullseyes to bring those seven points back.

After the match, Xiaoyu returned to Coach Wang's side with her head down, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Chen Qing really wanted to say that a silver medal is also very good.

Even a silver medal is still second in the world.

But such words were completely useless to Xiaoyu.

It was as if it was discouraging her.

Chen Qing stepped forward and patted Xiao Yu on the shoulder: "You remember what you always advised others during the college entrance exam, right? Today is over, so don't think about it anymore. Just focus on the exam tomorrow."

Xiaoyu looked at her aunt and said, "I will adjust my mindset, so don't worry about me."

This was her battlefield, where her family should have been cheering for her, not worrying about her.

Chen Qing smiled and pinched her little face: "Have you ever heard of what a sweet burden is? My child participated in the Olympics, and I'm worried about my child's journey to the finals. What a happy thing that is! I can brag about this for the rest of my life!"

Xiaoyu smiled too, her eyes sparkling.

As they looked at each other, they both knew perfectly well that tomorrow would be a do-or-die battle.

The two didn't chat for long because Coach Wang had to take Xiaoyu down to rest.

On the day the champion was decided, the number of people watching the live broadcast in China surged in the early hours of the morning. People weren't originally that interested in archery because it felt very uncertain, but the feeling of having a glimmer of hope only to have it about to be dashed was really nerve-wracking, making it hard for everyone to sleep. Many people tossed and turned in bed, then woke up to watch the live broadcast on TV.

The air was crisp and clear, but the atmosphere was even more somber than yesterday.

After a night of fermentation, almost all public opinion and predictions have turned in favor of the figure standing on target lane number one.

Kim Soo-min

As a rising star in South Korea, he led with 1275 points in the first round, making headlines in all newspapers.

Sports commentators described her performance as having amazing consistency, even 'champion's look'.

Xiao Yu's score of 1268 rings in the first round was attributed to the fluctuations common among young athletes in major competitions.

Thus, the factions in the stands became clear and brutal.

The South Korean audience section turned into a sea of ​​joy, with fans waving flags bearing Kim Soo-min's image and erupting in unison every time she took the stage.

The neutral audience was mainly from the United States, and most of them were impressed by Kim Soo-min's composed performance on the first day and placed their expectations on her.

That expanse of Chinese red appeared somewhat silent and tense at this moment.

The international students still held up the national flag, but their smiles were replaced by worry.

They frowned at each other and said, "We're seven rings behind. To catch up today, we need to score at least 0.1 rings more per arrow than her on average. It's going to be too difficult."

The Chinese commentator said, "Chinese athlete He Yuting, an 18-year-old girl, will begin her first Olympic final journey. Let's look forward to whether she can win her first Olympic championship!"

But everyone could clearly see that the number of people supporting South Korea was overwhelmingly dominating the stadium, which was heartbreaking to watch.

Chen Qing had rarely worried herself to sleep over anything on this journey, but on this day that would decide Xiao Yu's fate, an overwhelming sense of heartache nearly overwhelmed her, keeping her awake all night. (End of Chapter)