Accompanied by everyone from the Downhill Association, Yu Nian went to the competition committee to enter the final information. He attached his competition bracelet to the machine and waited until the machine made a "beep" sound, indicating that the information had been successfully entered.
Yu Nian took off his bracelet, turned around, and saw more than 30 other contestants who had qualified for the finals lining up in the hall to enter.
In addition to him, there were two Chinese people present who had qualified for the finals. When Yu Nian looked over, he nodded to him in a friendly manner, with some curiosity in his eyes.
In the Chinese longboard downhill circle, the top group of people basically know each other. Yu Nian is a new face that suddenly appeared this year, not to mention that this new face looks so good and is so young.
People can't help but focus their attention on him.
After Lucius from the United States finished typing in the information, he glanced at Yu Nian, who was about to leave, and couldn't help but say: "Hey, beautiful little guy, I'm surprised that you made it to the finals."
He walked up to Yu Nian, not caring whether the young man in front of him could understand the language he spoke.
"But with your speed in the qualifying round, you are still far away from a medal. I suggest you go back and recuperate. Scars are a badge of manhood and strength, but they should not appear on your body."
It is true that after this qualifying round, this young man who missed the pre-race test track has already initially established his familiarity with the track.
Maybe his speed will improve in the finals.
But so what?
The number of times he has set foot on this road is still too few. This only one qualifying race cannot allow him to remember every corner and the characteristics of each section of the road.
"You have great potential, but this time it's not your stage." Lucius shook his head and continued, "I look forward to seeing your more exciting performance in the next competition. I wish you good luck."
This young man from China has already shown his competitiveness in the longboard downhill field.
Lucius knew that if he could maintain this state, he would be the strongest opponent in the next competition as he became familiar with the track and became more technically mature.
Yu Nian put on his bracelet and looked at Lucius: "Not next time, but every time."
His standard, aristocratic Oxford accent from southern England made Lucius raise his eyebrows in surprise. His voice was very calm, not provocative, not the spirit or anger of a young man, but like he was expounding some theorem and fact.
He wanted to say something more, but Yu Nian nodded politely to him and left with the support of Deng Jingwei and Wu Qian.
Lucius's friend Harrison heard the conversation between the two and curled his lips at Yu Nian's back: "Isn't this the little guy in the same group as you? Blind confidence and arrogance are not good things."
Harrison, like Lucius, also ranked first in the group and undoubtedly got a spot in the finals.
Lucius took out a piece of chewing gum and chewed it: "Don't underestimate him. Harrison, can you get such a result in the first time?"
Harrison shrugged: "Who knows. For the sake of safety, I would not do such a thing."
"Stop making excuses, you know you can't." Lucius spread his hands, "Of course, I can't either. You and he are not in the same group. When you stand on the same road as him, you will find that-"
Discover the madness growing in that young man's bones.
…
In the medical tent prepared by the competition committee, the doctor first cleaned the wound on Yunian's wrist with hydrogen peroxide, and then rinsed it repeatedly with saline to remove the small gravel and dust embedded in the wound.
After applying a layer of medicine, the doctor pushed up his glasses and said: "It's hot, so I won't bandage it. Fortunately, the wound is not deep. Just be careful these days and it will heal when the scabs form. The young man will heal quickly, so don't worry."
"In addition, the shoulder and back are bruised and swollen. I will use an ice pack to apply cold compresses after returning home, and change to hot compresses tomorrow."
After thanking the doctor, the group returned to the hotel.
Deng Jingwei asked the hotel for half a bucket of ice cubes, wrapped it in a towel and told Yu Nian to lie down and apply ice.
Yu Nian lay on the bed and placed his hand, which had been coated with iodine to stop bleeding, on the edge of the bed.
Deng Jingwei opened the clothes on his back and took a breath when he saw the bruises underneath.
With the protection of the leather jacket as a buffer, Yu Nian hit the protective wall directly at such a high speed, causing swelling on his shoulders and back, plus the blood marks oozing from the scratches, which were all white and thin on the back.
It's even more noticeable on the back.
Deng Jingwei was so distressed that he carefully put a towel wrapped in ice cubes on it.
"Does it hurt?"
Yu Nian raised his eyelashes and answered truthfully: "It hurts."
Everyone in the downhill association standing nearby heard this sound, and their hearts clenched together.
Lying on the bed, Yu Nian's hair looked very soft, and the broken hair fell down on his forehead. His skin was white, and the ends of his eyes were tilted upward. When he looked up like this, the top of his heart seemed to be swept by the eyelashes.
They are used to falling. Those who play longboarding, who has never fallen before, will get used to it as they endure the pain.
But looking at Yu Nian, I felt that the fall hurt, it really hurt.
"Oh, it doesn't hurt. It's purple like this." Deng Jingwei kept chattering, "Can I recover in three days? I said we won't go to the finals. What if old injuries become new ones?"
Yu Nian smiled: "I finally qualified for the finals, how could I not go?"
This time, among the three people from the S City Downhill Association who participated in the competition, he was the only one to get one of the 32 places.
Deng Jingwei sighed and mumbled. He really didn't know what benefits he could gain by participating in this competition.
Let’s talk about bonuses. The champion’s bonus is 5,000 US dollars, which is not a small amount. However, it seems a bit uneconomical to suffer such a serious crime just for 5,000 US dollars. Besides, there is still a question whether you can get it.
Speaking of fame, look at it, the big guys in the Downhill Association don’t even know that Yu Nian is an artist, let alone other people. Such a niche competition is quite decent, but in the circle
It's basically not famous outside.
Wu Qian and others sat aside and helped Yu Nian analyze and review the trading.
"We have just discussed that there is a lot of room to save energy in the curve-intensive area. If the general direction remains unchanged, we may be able to achieve the purpose of saving energy through technical fine-tuning."
With that said, he discussed the plan with Yu Nian.
Yu Nian listened carefully.
After everyone left and left him a quiet space to rest, Yu Nian took out a few ice cubes from the half bucket and threw them into the cup.
He shook the glass and saw the ice cubes clinking in the glass. The crisp sound made him fascinated.
After a moment of silence, Yu Nian took off the cold towel from behind and took out pen and paper from his backpack.
Draw a wavy curve on the paper to represent a continuous curve, and cut out a standard circle on the curve that is comparable to a compass. Pointing out the center and radius of the circle, Yu Nian fell into deep thought.
He was thinking about what radius and what angle should be used when cornering to maximize energy savings and achieve high enough speed.
With limited physical fitness, he must understand the value of each turn and make a good allocation to reduce unnecessary waste.
After writing and drawing on the paper, Yu Nian folded the paper and threw it into the trash can after having an idea.
Lying down again, he closed his eyes and entered the system space.
As soon as he came in, Yu Nian noticed the changes here.
What we are now in is no longer the familiar majestic mountain, but the Tianmen Mountain with ninety-nine turns, which implies that "the sky has nine layers, the clouds have nine sky".
He knew that this was the [Modeling Function] prompted by the system.
Every inch of the mountain trail under your feet is perfectly modeled against the real-life Tianmen Mountain. Whether it’s the seams on the cement road or the wet traces left by water seeping from the mountain in the backlight, everything is perfectly restored to reality, giving him an incomparable sense of reality.
Looking at it, there are no people or bustle in this mountain, only vast expanse of green, with clouds and mist lingering on the top of the mountain, and lush trees covering the ground and covering the sky, pushing and pushing from the valley to the top of the mountain.
The vast land beneath our feet is so magnificent.
This is his Tianmen Mountain alone. There are no tourists who gather all year round, no spectators at the foot of the mountain or in the valley, and no waving national flags and banners.
It is quiet and completely returns to the pure nature of Tianmen Mountain.
Except for that road——
It is the only artificial trace in this magnificent landscape.
Yu Nian stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the winding mountain road that stretched to the end.
Hearing the footsteps behind him, he turned to look at the strong coach and said calmly: "I will definitely win this time."
There is determination in the voice.
The coach smiled half-heartedly and came to him: "Do you think the meaning of extreme sports is winning?"
The casual question contained the intention of measuring Yu Nian's true thoughts.
"No matter what it is." Yu Nian paused, "But this time I want to win."
This is his first confrontation with the will of this world.
It was his first announcement that he had broken free from the shackles of the plot.
As for the meaning of extreme sports in the words of coaches.
Yu Nian sat down on the top of the mountain, and the oncoming wind made him close his eyes slightly.
He doesn't think that everything he wants to do must have a so-called meaning.
"I still can't find the meaning of it."
For those words that others like to add to the four words extreme sports, such as the true meaning of life and exploration, Yu Nian still cannot find resonance.
He likes this sport and enjoys it, but at this moment, he will not add more deep meaning to these four words.
"To me now, it is no different from sports such as basketball and swimming, but it is more thrilling and exciting."
At first I wanted to play extreme sports, just to find some ups and downs in my monotonous life.
"Maybe my mind will change in the future, but at this moment, all my efforts are aimed at that medal."
The coach looked at him for a long time and smiled: "You are very honest. Your desire to win and lose surprises me."
"Young man, no matter whether your opinion will change in the future." Patting Yu Nian's shoulder, the coach called up his training data chart, "But now you want to win, I will help you win."
The coach asked: "You already have your own thoughts on the adjustments on the corners, right?"
Yu Nian: "Yes, I still need to verify."
"Then go verify it."
"This space is only for you. This is your own winding road. Enjoy it."
"When you return to the real track that belongs to you, you will understand the secret of victory."
Three days later, the finals officially began.
Several sports media reporters were present, carrying cameras and ready to record the exciting game that followed.
It rained lightly the day before, but it stopped raining today, and the weather was extremely hot and muggy.
There were more spectators coming to watch the race than in previous days, and they crowded every hillside where the race could be watched.
During the hot flashes, the boiling sound came one after another.
The water-stained flags and banners were rolled together heavily, and the wind seemed to smell of stickiness and sweat.
In the longboard downhill section of the extreme sports forum, forum members started discussing.
[The road conditions don’t seem to be very good today]
[It rained and didn’t have time to dry out, so it must be a bit slippery]
[I am extremely nervous even before this begins. I hope all three Chinese players will perform well.]
The commentator's voice sounded: "Friends, welcome to the Tianmenshan Longboard Downhill Open. The qualifying competition was held here three days ago, and 32 extraordinary downhill riders competed. Today, they are going to compete against each other.
The final medal is a challenge, let’s look forward to their performance today!”
On the twelve huge LED screens sponsored by Excellent Brand, the camera scanned various sections of Tongtian Avenue.
"It can be seen that due to yesterday's rain, the road has not completely dried out. In the shade, the slippery road sections will bring severe challenges to the athletes."
In Tianmen Cave Square, Yu Nian moved his wrists and put on gloves.
After three days of recovery, the swelling on his shoulders and back subsided, leaving only a trace of bruises.
The wound on the wrist has also scabbed over and is now firmly wrapped in gloves.
"Is it okay?" Wu Qian asked worriedly.
Yu Nian locked himself in the hotel room for the past three days and did not go out. Wu Qian had to worry about his state.
Yu Nian nodded, took the helmet from Deng Jingwei, walked to the start of the track, and handed his competition bracelet to the staff.
The bracelet was attached to the machine, and an electronic voice came: "Beep, confirmation successful, contestant, China - 9877635."
On the other side, the Operation Excellence Department is watching the game remotely.
The small operation manager saw his manager staring at the screen with all his attention, and complained to his colleagues with tears in his eyes: "It's so difficult to select people..."
"I just said that the All-Star Games will be held soon. For such a topical and engaging program, it would be great to choose an idol who is popular and has a good image and temperament! The manager insisted that it is not suitable."
The operations manager looked over and said angrily: "The All-Star Games is just like a joke. It's a topic. Is it in line with our brand image?"
The small operator complained: "There are many masters who play longboard, but they are all foreigners! And image and popularity are also problems. Choosing someone to do endorsements is of no use except telling consumers, 'Oh, I have a spokesperson.'
, can it drive sales or something?"
The operations manager knocked him on the head: "Shut up, the game is about to begin, and watch honestly."
Under the scorching sun, the camera scanned 32 downhill longboarders one by one.
Yu Nian put on his helmet and removed the PC cover.
"Everyone is in position - ready -"
The referee raised the starting gun.
"boom!"
There was a gunshot, and Yu Nian stepped on the long board and dived down without hesitation.