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Chapter 1381 Kiss the Railing Goodbye (Part [-])
"Crack~!!!"

"The match begins~!!!"

"Liu Xiang's starting reaction is not bad, and the acceleration stage is very stable~"

"The first hurdle was also very stable. Liu Xiang continued to accelerate and his rhythm was very good. Trammel next to him couldn't keep up~!!"

"Liu Xiang is in the absolute lead~!!!"

"Liu Xiang~!!!"

"Liu Xiang~!!!"

"Sprint~!!!"

"Win!!!!"

"Liu Xiang won~!!!!"

Eight years ago in Athens, Greece, Liu Xiang from China staged his "Greek mythology" in the final of the 8-meter hurdles.

For many people in the sprint industry, an Asian with black hair and yellow skin can win the preliminaries and come to the finals, which is already a great success~

And even if he made it to the final, no one was optimistic that Liu Xiang could finally win the championship.

But he just did it.

Liu Xiang proved himself with his absolutely top performance that broke the Olympic record, and proved that an Asian with black hair and yellow skin can also win the gold medal in the sprint Olympic Games.

Now eight years have passed, Liu Xiang has a glorious moment of breaking the world record, and also a sad moment of the Olympic Games at his doorstep.

However, Liu Xiang, who maintained a good attitude, still stood on the Olympic arena again, standing on the runway of the 110-meter hurdles.

This time, Liu Xiang is still not the favorite to win the gold medal, but more people's eyes are on Liu Xiang.

People hope to see Liu Xiang stage the good show of the return of the king, and hope that the Greek mythology of 8 years ago will be staged again in the same London on the Europa continent.

"Come on, Liu Xiang~!!!, come on~!!!"

In the stands, Lan Shengli, who had just led the team after the game, looked at Liu Xiang with a worried and expectant expression, and said.

After all, Liu Xiang today is completely different from Liu Xiang eight years ago.

Liu Xiang, who was a fledgling eight years ago, even if he did not win the gold in the final, even if he was the last, no one would criticize him, accuse him, or even attack him verbally, because Liu Xiang's ability to stand on the 110-meter hurdles final is already equal to It was a miracle.

But it's different now, Liu Xiang has set himself a "champion", with such a striking label, his height is completely different, so the pressure he is under is naturally very, very heavy.

Next, it depends on whether Liu Xiang will perform "Return of the King" or "Broken Halberd" again.

Of course, everyone expected the former.

Because there is still some time before the start of the race, Liu Xiang is also squatting on the starting block, pressing the white line with both hands, feeling the whole field and warming up for the start.

"There are still 110 minutes before the start of the first group of the 5-meter hurdles preliminaries, please make the final preparations~!!!"

Inside the venue, the sound of the radio reminded everyone that the game was about to start.

Liu Xiang quickly took off his coat to keep warm, revealing a bright red shirt.

Four years ago, with the same red jersey, Liu Xiang sadly left under the attention of tens of thousands of spectators. Eight years ago, Liu Xiang also wore the same jersey. He was the first to cross the finish line and set the Five-Star Red Flag draped over the shoulders.

The bright red jersey has not changed, but what has changed is the expression on Liu Xiang's face.

Eight years ago, Liu Xiang had a firm expression, his eyes were like a torch, and he only saw the runway, the railings, and the finish line.

Four years ago, Liu Xiang, who was plagued by injuries and illnesses, had a very grim expression, which was worried about the current situation and uncertain about the future.

But now, Liu Xiang's expression is a little more calm, a little more calm, and a little more open-minded.

The other athletes also changed their clothes and stood near the starting block, ready to start the competition.

"Come on~, Liu Xiang~!!!"

Lan Shengli was still shouting and cheering for Liu Xiang.

Liu Xiang couldn't hear it, but Lan Shengli still wanted to shout.

"It's like my brother is on the field~!"

Seeing Lan Shengli's extremely focused expression, Mia sighed.

"We are not just brothers, but also Chinese~!!!"

Lan Shengli responded very confidently.

"Hmm~!!, Makes sense~"

Mia sighed.

The camera returns to the arena.

The team members have already squatted down, their feet are pressed on the starting block, and then they are making fine adjustments to find the most comfortable position.

The same is true of Liu Xiang.

After adjusting the position of the footsteps, 9 go to the starting line. The hands must be pressed on the starting line. This is the detail of the starting stage.

After all, for fleeting projects like sprinting, the requirements for details are even stricter.

Only when the details are done well will it be possible to achieve better results.

All the athletes have struck pretty much the same stance.

After Liu Xiang pressed the white line with both hands, he immediately raised his head, looking at the railing in front of him with a lion-like expression, that expression was extremely resolute, just like eight years ago.

"The competition is about to start, let us stare with bated breath and appreciate the fleeting ten seconds, let us cheer for Liu Xiang~!!!"

The CCTV commentator at the scene also spoke immediately.

"Hush~!!!"

The live broadcast also reminds the audience not to make noise and to maintain a quiet environment, which is more conducive to athletes preparing to start and keeping calm.

"ready~!!"

The live announcer said, the athletes raised their legs~
All the spectators in the London Bowl stared with bated breath.

He was so nervous that he could hear his heartbeat clearly.

"Crack~!!!"

With a gunshot~
The game begins~! ! !

Liu Xiang's starting reaction was relatively quick, and everyone rushed out together.

With a fast pace, he rushed towards the first hurdle.

Liu Xiang seems to be in good condition, at least he has no physical discomfort.

Lan Shengli watched without daring to blink, expecting Liu Xiang to achieve good results.

I saw Liu Xiang and all the athletes started to step over the first railing together.

Swing your arms, lift your legs, jump over the hurdle~

Everything seems to be going well~! !
"Tap~!!!"

But under such a smooth situation, there was a scene that no one wanted to see.

I saw that Liu Xiang's left leg was not lifted very high, so it caused his left foot to hit the railing. At that moment~, it seemed that the time went back to BJ four years ago and returned to the bird's nest.

Liu Xiang, who hit the lever, immediately lost his center of gravity, the railing was knocked down, and Liu Xiang staggered and fell to the ground.

Everything happened so realistically.

While the other athletes continued to sprint towards the finish line, Liu Xiang, his Olympic competition, was over.

Lan Shengli watched this scene, tears immediately moistened.

Lan Shengli did not expect that Liu Xiang suddenly fell down again in the Olympic arena.

This time, the fall was even more tragic and heartbreaking.

(End of this chapter)