All around, there was laughter.

Choi Mi-young was speechless and raised her bow again.

In the stands, there were people laughing, shouting, whistling, making strange noises, and cheering...... There was a loud sound.

Everyone is using this way to express their ridicule of the coach of country H.

The referee actually hates the players of country H in his heart, and these behaviors of interfering with the game with his relatives and friends are just inconvenient to say.

At this time, it is also deliberately turning one eye open and closing one eye.

When everyone was almost in trouble, he spoke again.

"Please be quiet, if anyone interferes with the players' matches this time, we will immediately ask them to play. Player No. 9, get ready! ”

The venue was quiet again.

Cui Meiying raised her bow again, and there was no disturbing sound around her, but at this moment, her mood was no longer calm.

The bow was raised several times, and put down several times.

On the big screen, the countdown has reached the last ten seconds.

Looking at the time, she raised her bow again and fired an arrow, only to hit a 7-ring.

Lottery.

Choi Mi-young bit her lip and walked out of the archery area dejectedly.

Pei Yun took a step forward lightly and blocked her way.

"Bows and arrows appeared in our country as early as 28,000 years ago, and it is the earliest country in the world to invent bows and arrows.

Walking into the archery area, she slowly set up her arrows, opened her bow, and aimed.

The arrow came out of the string and accurately hit the 10-ring area.

Actions speak louder than words!

This arrow is aimed at the bull's-eye, and it is also aimed at the faces of everyone, including Choi Mi-young.

"No. 10 player, 10 rings, a total of 101 rings, ranked first!"

The referee's voice was full of joy that could not be concealed.

Looking sideways, glancing at himself who jumped to the first place on the scoreboard, Pei Yun turned around slowly, raised the bow in his hand in front of everyone, raised his arms and shouted.

"Long live Huaxia!"

Racers in the field, spectators outside the field......

Everyone stood up excitedly and cheered.

"Long live China, long live China, long live China!"

In the west stand, those relatives and friends from country H all hung their faces in shame.

Xu Jia was the first to run over and hugged Pei Yunqing excitedly, and the other players also came over to congratulate her.

"Yunqing, congratulations!"

"Thank you!"

Pei Yun opened his arms lightly and hugged everyone one by one, everyone's face was filled with joy.

At this moment, everything else is no longer important, the most important thing is that she won, Huaxia won.

This is not only Pei Yunqing's victory, but the victory of the entire Chinese nation.

Noticing the figure walking behind Pei Yunqing, Xu Jia smiled and raised his chin.

Pei Yun easily opened Ding Ling in his arms, turned his face, and saw that Tang Moshen had stood behind her at some point.

"Yunqing, congratulations!"

The man's eyes were full of pampering and pride.

Pursing his lips, Pei Yun strode over and was talking to him.

On the radio, a reminder has sounded.

"Now, please come up to the stage to receive your awards!"

Raising his hand and patting her arm, Tang Mo spoke softly.

"Let's go claim the prize!"

Straightening up, Pei Yunqing and Xu Jia walked onto the podium.

Golden medals hung on the champion's chest, and splendid flowers were delivered to the winners.

The solemn national anthem sounded.

Tang Moshen stood up straight, raised his right hand to the side of his eyebrows, and solemnly saluted.

Wen Ziqian, who was standing beside him, also raised his right hand.

Although he did not wear a military uniform, he always remembered that he was also a soldier.