"Bang!"

In Lu Ming's ears, there seemed to be the crisp sound of gunfire again. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He stared blankly at the TV in front of the food stall. I couldn't help but move my feet a little bit.

"Go away, go away!"

The weather in the small county town in August is unusually hot, which also makes the night market business of the food stalls extremely hot. Seeing a man who looked like a beggar leaning over, the proprietress waved her hand disgustedly and drove the person away from the distance.

"Congratulations to Li Tao, a young player in the shooting team, for winning the first individual gold medal of the Chinese team in this Olympic Games! ....”

The TV outside the food stall was scrolling repeatedly, and the highlights of Li Tao's last shot to win the championship. The passionate voice of the narrator echoes in the air off the screen.

After the high temperature of the daytime, the tattered pants still spread all over the body, and Lu Ming didn't care. Squatting on the side of the road, he suddenly cried loudly like a child, and his voice was hoarse.

"I heard you say that the morning sun rises and sets. The weather is unpredictable, and the road is full of footsteps. I'm used to your sudden self. Swaying and sprinkling, you will see through nature. Then don't stay, there will be no more time after it passes..."

An old man with a radio looked at Lu Ming suspiciously, and continued to stagger away...

2020 of the year, Tokyo Shooting Gallery.

The final of the men's 50m rifle three-position competition has reached the final moment.

With the result of the seventh shot of 10.6 rings, the shooting team from the coach to the team members were full of excitement. With a difference of several rings from the second place, today's gold medal is almost locked, and the shooting team will also end the trip to the Games perfectly.

The last ring, as long as it is not less than 5.2 rings, can win the championship.

Lu Ming's breathing suddenly became a little short, and he inexplicably remembered the 21-gram fate circulating on the shooting range in his mind.

In Western historical legends, 21 grams is the weight lost by the body at the moment of death. It is also the gravity of life, representing the separation of the human soul from the body. And at the shooting range, 21 grams is the limit of "what the trigger cannot bear." As soon as the finger is pressed on the trigger, the force exceeds 21 grams, and a misfire occurs.

5.0 rings!

With the banging of gunshots, Lu Ming's life also changed drastically.

Is there a problem with the selection mechanism? -- People's Daily

"The Curse of Fate Staged Again, and the Shooting Team Lost the Gold Medal" - Sozhu.com

Nightmare! Lu Ming's last shot was 5.0 rings, and he only needed 5.2 rings to win the championship" - Sports Daily

"China's version of Emmons, recreate the Olympics!" -- Online post community

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The shocking crash has aroused great interest from the Internet and the media, and it has been reported. Many blamed the selection mechanism of the shooting team, and there was a problem. How can a shooter with poor psychological quality be selected for such an important competition, even if his results are good on weekdays? This comment was liked by tens of thousands of people in the online post community, and it was the first one.

The commentator of the People's Daily even claimed that Lu Ming was psychologically fragile and embarrassed. The report pointed out that the 28-year-old Lu Ming has not made a mistake for the first time in his sports career. As early as 2010, in a key domestic competition, Lu Ming missed the target with the last shot and gave up the championship to others. Although Lu Ming has continued to win good results in international competitions since then, he is known as a rare talented shooter in the men's rifle industry. But behind the glory can only bring heavier pressure, and it will not make his psychological quality stronger.

A few years later, when Lu Ming stood on the shooting range in Tokyo, he made a serious mistake again due to psychological pressure. The seemingly accidental ending must have an inevitable cause hidden behind it. In a sport that requires a high level of psychological quality, shooting, is there a problem with the selection mechanism of the national team? Compared with the regret that Lu Ming brought to us by losing the championship, the question of the selection mechanism should be more thought-provoking. Only in this way can similar tragedies be avoided in the future.

As an authoritative official media in China, the impact of the column commentary can be called an earthquake. The old coach, who has always insisted on supporting Lu Ming, is unbearable to accept the criticism of public opinion. Resigned in anger and hastily ended his years of coaching career.

And the head coach, who is about to be promoted to deputy director of the Sports Bureau, has also been held accountable for improper employment, and even ruined his political career. As for Lu Ming, he quickly quit the shooting team after the sports meeting. The crisp sound of the gunshot completely became the last sound of his shooting career.

After leaving the team, Lu Ming and his wife sold their house in the capital and returned to the county seat not far from their hometown. The two wanted to stay away from right and wrong and live a peaceful ordinary life. Not long after moving to the county seat, the gentle and virtuous wife was found to have a malignant tumor in the brain.

No matter how Lu Ming prayed to heaven, and no matter how many famous doctors and experts he went to the capital and abroad, the spread of the tumor was irresistible. One day a year later, his desperate wife, who could not bear the physical and psychological pain, left a suicide note, and committed suicide by jumping off a building.

The sudden devastation of suicide or departure can be especially devastating for those closest to you. Lu Ming was not prepared for how to say goodbye to his wife at all, and he was already separated by yin and yang. This tragedy became the last straw that crushed him. The 12-year sports career became a bubble in an instant, and his wife, who spent the rest of his life, committed suicide due to a terminal illness, and the earth-shaking changes in just two years made Lu Ming lose his confidence in life.

In order to save his wife, Lu Ming has accumulated little money in his sports career. In the years that followed, he became a complete drunkard, rummaging through garbage for a living. It wasn't until today that I woke up from the chaos by accidentally seeing the game.

Then don't stay, there will be no more time after it passes.... With the old man's staggering singing, Lu Ming got up and stopped hoarsely.

Waking up is obviously more painful than being drunk and dreaming of death. Lu Ming looked around, at a loss as to where he should go in the future. The air in the small town, which was washed by the sudden rainstorm in the evening, was exceptionally fresh. The people at the nearby night market, perhaps because of the Olympic gold medal, seemed to be much happier than usual, and from time to time there were orders to drink five or six.

Lu Ming felt that this place was strange and familiar, and decades seemed to be on him alone, and the turbulent passage had passed. It's still that summer, it's still that sports day, it's still a night after the rain. After retiring, he took his wife away from the chaos of the capital and came to this small city.

Breathing in the fresh breath, his wife suddenly playfully hugged him and said, "Husband, we will be here in the future, and we will stay together for the rest of our lives." ”

Ten years of life and death are boundless, and I don't think about it. The potholes left on the road after the rain seem to be vaguely visible under the reflection of the lights. But Lu Ming knew that he would never go back! Time is gone...

"Bang!"

With a dull crunch of brakes, a figure flew out. Lu Ming calmly looked at the panicked driver in the car window, and the decades of his entire life were flowing rapidly at this moment.

"If there is an afterlife..."