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This time when Gu Yiming stayed over, his attitude was completely different from before. He was extremely enthusiastic, inspecting every decoration and trace in the house like a large feline surveying its territory. The apartment was rented by Fang Xiao—a two-bedroom, one-living-room layout, with the master bedroom acoustically treated and converted into a recording studio. The landlord was a friend of Fang Xiao's from the music industry who had gone abroad for further studies and didn't want their…- 63.1 K • Completed
- This year's Spring Festival arrived unusually early. It felt like New Year's Day had just passed when the supermarket across from the training ground hung up a "Welcome the Spring Festival" banner. Gu Yiming saw the holiday notice posted on the cafeteria wall early in the morning—a cheerful red sheet announcing a five-day break from New Year's Eve to the fourth day of the lunar new year. This caught Gu Yiming off guard. During the previous two years of preparing for the first leg of the ISSF World Cup,…
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- Half a year—even in Gu Yiming's concept of time—was a considerably long period. He thought about his agreement with Fang Xiao, feeling quite conflicted, but still faithfully observed the people around him. The winter training was semi-closed, and apart from coaches and support staff, the shooting range only had Gu Yiming's teammates and substitute players selected from the youth training team. He saw the girls on the team secretly feeding breadcrumbs to magpies, their tightly bundled figures…
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- Fang Xiao saw the message in the early hours of the morning. Several freelance composition projects he had taken on after returning to Beijing coincidentally required urgent revisions—clients were willing to pay extra to get demos before the Lunar New Year. Fang Xiao had practically locked himself in his studio, his mind working nonstop, with only his ears granted the occasional break. To any outsider, it wouldn't seem like Fang Xiao was deliberately ignoring Gu Yiming. But Fang Xiao knew better—his…
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- Without a phone, Gu Yiming couldn't browse social media, couldn't contact Fang Xiao, and couldn't even finish asking the questions he had before. This past week had been incredibly tough for him. He bought a new phone online, but there was an issue with the delivery—his package took a detour to Yunnan and wouldn't arrive for several more days. Out of sheer boredom, Gu Yiming decided to increase his training intensity on his own. Shooting was, without a doubt, the best way to kill time. At first, Qin…
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- Fang Xiao returned on a Saturday, with Beijing still blanketed in snow. The city, prone to summer floods and winter droughts, welcomed the dust-covered convoy with icy enthusiasm. Tang Shao lived near Wangjing. Fang Xiao dropped him off along with his thirty-plus pounds of souvenirs at Tang Shao's apartment building, then drove straight to a car wash near his own home. Even though the snow was still falling and the freshly washed car would soon be dirtied again by the filthy snow heavy with smog, Fang…
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- Gu Yiming used to think a week was short—just a few thousand bullets, and it would pass in the blink of an eye. But now, a week felt unbearably long—agonizingly so. When he was at the shooting range, it was manageable, but once he left, every second felt suffocatingly crowded. He couldn't think about anything else; his mind was completely occupied by Fang Xiao. Fang Xiao, Fang Xiao, Fang Xiao. And Fang Xiao's confession. Gu Yiming wasn't unfamiliar with confessions. He had developed late—short and…
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- The shooting team's winter training location changes every year—sometimes in Henan, sometimes in Fujian, and sometimes they stay in Beijing. They generally don't go further north, or else the 50-meter shooters would cry—many of their events are semi-outdoor. When they stay in Beijing for winter training, the shooting team's meals are usually mediocre. It's said that with fixed budgets and Beijing's high prices, ensuring food safety and nutritional intake leaves little room for taste. Gu Yiming…
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- The night before the selection trials, Gu Yiming returned from training to find a new friend request on WeChat. The sender's ID was "Xing Zongkai," with a pot of lily-of-the-valley blooming on an office desk as the profile picture. When Gu Yiming first started using WeChat, he used to accept every friend request indiscriminately. The result was his Moments feed becoming flooded with MLM advertisements until he could barely see any normal updates. Gradually, he stopped accepting requests from strangers.…
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- Gu Yiming dragged his suitcase back to the Shooting Sports Center. This year's winter training was held in Beijing. The electronic shooting range at the training base hadn't opened yet, so Gu Yiming got an introduction letter from Qin Shan, retrieved his gun ahead of time, and went to the public shooting range. They used paper targets there—one box of pellets matched exactly five target sheets. Before Gu Yiming could finish one box of pellets, Qin Shan arrived and told him to seriously try a round to…
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