Chapter 2 Old Aunt?!
When she woke up the next day, Kong Yixian was not used to doing nothing like this.
What happened yesterday was like a dream, and from today on, instead of busy in the office in a suit and high heels, she tied her hair up and practiced in the archery gym until she couldn't pull the bow.
As soon as he stepped into the archery hall, he saw Chang Yi greeting the guests, and immediately walked to the workbench with high spirits, smiling at the guests, and was a little embarrassed.
Chang Yi glanced at her, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but bend, and after finishing the work at hand, he pulled her to look at it carefully, the white tiger teeth made his smile look bad, "This is suitable for you, come on, start the first day of your career." ”
There wasn't too much nonsense and no pre-job training, he stuffed a stack of materials into Kong Yixian's hand, "I'm familiar with these, and there will be an assessment of the third-level certificate in four days, and I'll sign you up." ”
"Huh?"
Kong Yixian couldn't react, so she went to the exam?
Chang Yi looked back at her and was still stunned, and after thinking about it, he still comforted her, "Memorizing these is to let you have an understanding of the various rules of archery competitions, archery is not as good as sitting in the office, strength is everything." It is more than enough to study at your level, and I know your strength better than you. ”
Although the words were said beautifully, Kong Yixian still had some concerns, but since she had chosen this path, she couldn't hesitate.
As he said, there is not much theoretical knowledge of archery, but there is one problem that makes it difficult for Kong Yixian to deal with, "I have always used crosshairs. ”
Chang Yi, who was installing a crosshair on her, didn't raise his head, "You don't like it, it's not that you can't do it, from today onwards, you change to aim for the center." In all professional events, no one is empty-eyed. ”
Empty eye refers to shooting arrows without relying on sights, only by feeling the sense of both eyes, and the aim of the empty eye is naturally not comparable to the crosshair, but Kong Yixian has always been an empty eye from beginning to end. That's why Chang Yi fell in love with her talent.
And her talent is not only to aim with empty eyes, but also to accept speed.
At the end of the day, she got used to the crosshairs. There were quite a few guests in the archery hall that day, and almost all of them set their eyes on her arrow target.
In addition, the track of the archery hall is 10 meters, and the standard of professional competitions is 70 meters.
In the past four days, Kong Yixian also knew a little more about Chang Yi. Don't look at him as if he is not serious on weekdays, once he stands in front of the arrow target, it is like a different person.
That kind of focus and meticulousness is quite surprising, I didn't expect him to be so reliable.
Thinking about it, he was distracted, and Chang Yi flicked his head, "Are you still in a daze now? Did you hear what I said just now? Don't be late at the door of the gymnasium at six o'clock tomorrow morning." ”
Kong Yixian covered her head and secretly scolded this guy's violence, and then she remembered that she would have to take the exam tomorrow, and suddenly became nervous, "Can you really guarantee that there is no problem?"
Chang Yi helped her put away the bow, and her expression flickered a little, "The requirements for the third-level certificate are not so high, but ...... You'll have to keep your temper back tomorrow. ”
What does he mean by that, is she very temperamental?!
Kong Yixian blinked, but Chang Yi refused to explain, making her even more inexplicable, could it be that the referee would call around like the boss of the company?
But when she stood at the scene of the game and looked at the opponents who were about to compete with her, she understood Chang Yi's words......
"Oh my God, this old aunt is coming to the competition? Auntie, can you see the target clearly?"
Kong Yixian gritted her teeth, how could this little chubby dun in front of her dare to talk to her like this!
"Hey, you little brat, call me sister!"
It's no wonder that this little chubby dun is not to blame, almost all the whole arena is twelve or thirteen years old youth team members, and the adult group is rarely over twenty years old, she is good, twenty-three years old ran to the same field with a group of children.
Looking back at Chang Yi, he smiled weakly, "As long as you have strength, age is not a problem." ”
So, this guy knew about the situation, and he wouldn't tell her at that time!
Kong Yixian crossed her waist with one hand and pointed to her nose with the other, "So...... I'm really an old aunt, right?"
Chang Yi blinked and grimaced at her with difficulty, "Good, you will always be the youngest in my heart." ”
The little chubby dun on the side was drinking a sports drink, and looked at Chang Yi proudly to stop Kong Yixian, who was about to leave.
"I really believe your nonsense! Get out of the way, I'm going to get a job!"
"Being an athlete is your job, eh, don't, hey, don't go first, I've worked so hard to sign you up, so you took the exam first." ”
"Don't pull me! My old aunt is so old and what kind of athlete, eh, my sleeves are going to be broken by you!"
"Kong Yixian, is Kong Yixian here, it's time to prepare. At this moment, the assistant's shouting made Chang Yi see hope, and he dragged Kong Yixian and beckoned, "Here comes Kong Yixian is here!"
As soon as he finished shouting, he clasped Kong Yixian's shoulders again, their eyes met, and the distance made her very uncomfortable, and her deliberately lowered voice vibrated the air in front of her.
"Have you forgotten your original intention, have you forgotten your failures in the workplace, and when you get out of this place, do you have to face a hopeless part-time job? Go ahead, become an athlete and reach the pinnacle of life, otherwise you are worthy of yourself?"
Kong Yixian was so blocked by him that she couldn't say anything, but she was really shocked in her heart, so she calmed down and raised her eyes to stare at him, "Yes, I blame myself, I believe in your evil ......"
The stadium was filled with pre-match tension and low noise, and the players preparing to take the field were moving their arms and then standing on the field with their bows and arrows.
Kong Yixian also took the bow and arrow handed by Chang Yi, looked around the venue and took a deep breath, then turned around and walked onto the track.
With only four days of training, the 70-meter ranking race.
Seventy-two arrows, with a total score of 720 rings, as long as she can shoot 580 rings, she is a third-level athlete.
Chang Yi stood in the coach's seat, watched Kong Yixian take a deep breath, and pulled out his first arrow.
There are not many participants in the senior group, and most of them are unlikely to embark on a real career path, so Kong Yixian on the field did not receive much attention, but made her more relaxed.
The first arrow was the Ten Rings, a good start, but she couldn't let up, because she lacked a boost compared to others.
Recurve bows in professional competitions are equipped with a stabilizer bar to increase accuracy. But that thing was very heavy, and Kong Yixian didn't have time to adapt to it, so Chang Yi took a risk, making Kong Yixian the only player in the arena who didn't use a balance bar.
He believes that she can play well even at a disadvantage.
However, across the field, in front of the coach's seat, there was a person who stared at Chang Yi for a long time, and then followed his gaze to see Kong Yixian on the field.
At this time, Kong Yixian had just completed the first round of thirty-six arrows, with a score of three hundred and eight rings, if he maintained this state, it would not be a problem to get the certificate.
The man squinted and thought about it, then turned around and walked towards the work seat, but Chang Yi didn't notice him the whole time.
In his eyes, there is only Kong Yixian at halftime.
"I'll just say you have this ability, congratulations in advance. ”
Kong Yixian was still angry that he was being ridiculed, and took the water angrily, "I can't let them really laugh at me for being an old aunt who can't see the target." ”
Chang Yi was amused by her, and his chin pointed to the youth group on the other side, "Don't look at their young age, how many strengths are okay." ”
Kong Yixian saw the little chubby dun at a glance, "Then shouldn't I humbly ask those senior brothers for advice?"
The two laughed a few words, and the second half of the game began, but the second half of the game was nine out of ten, but it gave Kong Yixian a dismount, making her realize for the first time that the game was not so easy.
Although she is talented, her training time is too short after all, and her physical strength is difficult to maintain. In addition, it is inevitable to be nervous when you stand on the field for the first time, and the more you go to the back, the worse your accuracy becomes.
And the mistake of each arrow made her pressure increase a lot, and even because of the trembling hand that shot to the second ring, her heart was cold with the white circle on the periphery.
That's what the guy said it wasn't a problem?!
She began to panic, and a roar gradually sounded in her head, and even the yellow circle in the center of the target was blurred.
How so...... Where is the state of practice on weekdays......
The air conditioner in the venue was turned on very much, but Kong Yixian was sweating lightly, nervous, embarrassed, self-doubting, and all emotions filled her chest.
Also nervous with her is Chang Yi. Is it really too reluctant to her? But he also understands that the older Kong Yixian can't wait until the next competition.
There is no choice but to go hard.
Because of the performance in the first half, many people paid attention to Kong Yixian's performance, and couldn't help but shake their heads when they saw her gradually hasty play, and looked away.
Since the golden age of athletes is long past the golden age of athletes, why force yourself.
But Kong Yixian refused to admit defeat, she simply stopped, for a full minute, and didn't move at all, just to let the beating heart be calm.
Each arrow was a two-minute time limit, and she wasted half of it, only to make the rest of the action more hurried.
But she knew what she was doing, she had to stop, she had to adjust, she would rather lose the result of an arrow than pull the head back.
With forty seconds left, she finally drew the arrow again.
The movements were very slow and steady, and she didn't look at anything except the tail of the arrow and the bull's-eye.
Pulling the string is physically demanding, so find the feeling of aiming in advance, and then aim without having to control the string for too long.
Time was still racing, and by the seven seconds countdown, she finally let go.