Back to the Top: The Road to the Championship

Once a world champion figure skater, now a bathhouse attendant scrubbing customers' backs in a small town. A broken body, lifeless eyes, and a heart worn down by ridicule. Over seven years, Tao Wei endured hardship after hardship, falling from the heights of glory into the dust. He had no education and no strong, healthy body. All he had were the countless medals in his little room, reminders of his former glory. But whenever Tao Wei saw those medals, reminders of his past triumphs, all he felt was regret and sorrow. The endless torment of day and night left Tao Wei in agony. At last, a fire broke out. Tao Wei, weather-beaten and battered, carried a four-year-old child out in his broken body. At the moment the roof beam collapsed, he saw the child in their parents' arms, wailing uncontrollably. Tao Wei smiled, his face full of joy and his heart full of release. But perhaps because of that final act of kindness, Tao Wei came back. He returned to his childhood and to the day he first stepped onto the ice rink. From that moment on, Tao Wei stayed true to himself and moved forward one step at a time, going from an orphan in a mountain village to the road that led to the summit. A deep bow of thanks to Chaye's cover-art studio for making Xiaomo's cover. Chaye's amazing artist has made four covers for Xiaomo over the years, and each one seems to capture exactly what Xiaomo had in mind. I love them all so much. Once again, my deepest thanks. Announcement: The main story has now completely ended. The extras will be posted over time. This is the most exhausting novel Xiaomo has written since The Medic. I've read a lot about it, and my friends have mixed opinions. How should I put it? This isn't a power fantasy in the traditional sense. It's more about the sweat and tears behind the flowers and applause. Maybe Xiaomo understands sports stories differently. I've never believed that a pie just falls from the sky, or that after being reborn, you just puff up your chest and suddenly get everything. Being reborn isn't a cure-all, especially in sports. It only means you have a tiny bit more foresight than other people. Of course, a novel is just a novel. Xiaomo can only write the story in my heart. As for pleasing everyone, I'll say what I've always said: you can't please everyone! Haha, see you in the next story. The next one will be a lighthearted rural-life story about farming, with a golden finger. Please support me Modern-day story with a tough, no-nonsense style Premise: