Ah, the team doctor is actually a light elf!

110m hurdles preliminaries inspection.

Zhou Feng walked towards the inspection desk with a cold face.

His figure is not conspicuous among the 110-meter hurdles athletes.

But his face is extremely eye-catching.

In the audience seats on this side of the track and field, everyone began to ask each other, who is that person?

"I don't know him either, do any of you know him?"

Hurdle and hurdle for me. My real name is Wang Fu. He is a middle-aged man in his thirties. He also practiced sports in this sport when he was a teenager, but gave up when he was less than ten years old. However, he has continued to pay attention to the hurdle event.

He was also a little confused at the moment and asked the buddies around him.

Someone took out their mobile phone and started to search for information: "Wait a minute, I will check online. It should be on the published list."

"Yes, yes, there should be a list. We all know the rest of them. Even those who don't follow us know their names. If you look at the list, you will know who this new face is."

"Found it, his name is Zhou Feng, from the Qingshan Provincial Team!"

Everyone in the audience heard the name and started talking.

"Who has heard of it?"

"I've never heard of this name. It's impossible. It's impossible to participate in the National Games without results. Everyone either has enough points or has achieved good results in the previous three years of competition. How can we possibly Never heard of it at all.”

The people in the audience looked at me and I looked at you. I couldn't find anyone I recognized. On the contrary, the more we talked, the more confused I became.

Wang Fu was confused at first, but for some reason he suddenly remembered the post he just saw about high jumping.

What is the name of that scolded tumor?

With some doubts, he clicked on the forum again and found the post just now through the footprint function.

Zhou Feng!

He quickly asked the person who had just checked the information: "Is it Zhou Quan, the peak of the mountain?"

"Yes, those are the two words!"

"Brother, how do you know? Where is the news about him?"

Wang Fu opened his mouth. He was still a little hesitant at first, but after seeing "the crown prince who has support", an emotion suddenly came to his mind: "Go to the forum and search for the name."

But he regretted it as soon as he said this. He couldn't confirm the news in this post, so how could he lead everyone to read it like this?

If it's false, wouldn't he have committed a great sin?

But everyone around him picked up his mobile phone. Looking at the color on the mobile phone screen, he knew that they had opened the forum. Wang Fu was a little frustrated.

Everyone in the audience has obviously seen the post in the forum at this time.

"High jumper?"

"I went to look up the photos, and it was really him. He was a high jumper. He went to participate in the high jump competition. Why did he run our 110-meter hurdles?"

"Even if he is an athlete who changes sports, no matter what his original results are, if he has no results in the new sports, it is impossible for him to directly participate in the National Games. He can't really be a prince, right?"

Wang Fu still had a conscience and reminded everyone: "I only saw that post accidentally. I don't know whether the content is true. Don't believe it so easily."

But everyone who read the post and the scene clearly had preconceptions.

"I think this post is correct. If you weren't the prince, how could you be able to participate in such a high-level competition as soon as you transfer? This is completely unreasonable!"

"It can't really be a cancer in the sports world. After causing trouble in the high jump, it is now causing trouble in the 110-meter hurdles. What are you doing? Who is behind the scenes? I want to report it."

There was a lot of noise in the auditorium. Apparently someone on the Internet also discovered this matter. Previously, the post was upvoted, and it suddenly went up hundreds of pages.

Countless people posted messages on Weibo, including the organizers of the National Games, Qingshan Provincial Sports Bureau, and the State Sports General Administration, hoping to get an explanation.

The official accounts all have their own tasks. Originally, Hehe Meimei’s comments also received many not-so-good questions.

The managers behind the official account were also a little anxious to ask for instructions.

Such a lively Weibo was immediately discovered by Gao Muhan, who was resting in the backcourt after the game.

While Lu Qingyin was still in the court, she felt her cell phone vibrating in her pocket.

She took it out and saw a series of messages and screenshots sent to her by Gao Muhan.

[This is the current situation. I have contacted our leader in charge of track and field, and he said he will issue a statement as soon as possible. 】

[I think this is an opportunity. Maybe the previous truth will have a chance to re-enter the public eye. 】

When Yinyin saw this news, her little face, which was originally smiling with a hint of baby fat, immediately became serious.

She also replied quickly.

【right! This is a good opportunity. I see that the audience of these 110-meter hurdles does not overlap with those who paid attention to the high jump before. Before the impression is formed, you can try to reverse it! 】

The two discussed it, looked at the people who had finished the game, or who had not played in the past three days, and put everyone into a temporary discussion group.

As soon as they expressed this idea, they immediately received many enthusiastic responses.

"Anyway, the first row of the auditorium is reserved for us athletes. Why don't we go together to cheer for Zhou Feng in the preliminaries."

"I think it's okay. It's my first time to participate in such an important competition as a 110-meter hurdles athlete. Zhou Feng was like, well, it's okay these two days anyway. My competition doesn't start until the fifth day. I will definitely not refuse my brother's affairs."

"Okay, I'm going to collect the clarifications posted on the official website and Weibo after the authorities found the evidence."

Everyone divided the work and cooperated quickly.

Yinyin still had work on the field, so she took the initiative to take the task of cheering Zhou Feng on.

She closed the page on her mobile phone to avoid being seen. All athletes of the Qingshan Provincial Team who had competitions that day had to hand in their mobile phones. Zhou Feng probably did not see this information, and the information could not be leaked from her.

Yinyin found Zhou Feng and waved to him: "Zhou Feng!"

Zhou Feng was moving his shoulders left and right, relaxing his joints and waist. When he heard the sound, he turned around.

With a smile on his cold face, he walked over and asked, "Why are you here?"

Lu Qingyin poked his shoulder: "Why can't I come? I don't have your photo in my physical therapy room yet! I'll take one for you later."

Zhou Feng thought of the photo wall and smiled: "When this competition is over, there will definitely be a photo of us on the wall."

He looked around the bustling arena. It was a bustling crowd he had never seen before.

"If you hadn't dragged me to the hurdles to relax, I might be an ordinary college student now. I wouldn't be standing here, but sitting in the audience like them."

Lu Qingyin also glanced around, and finally her eyes fell on Zhou Feng.

She smiled beautifully and her almond-shaped eyes curved into a beautiful crescent moon: "It's all a coincidence. Come on, compete every week!"

Zhou Feng also nodded vigorously and solemnly said: "I will."

"Everyone will cheer you on from the sidelines! Don't be afraid, just rush forward bravely!"

Zhou Feng only felt that under such warm and fiery eyes, he didn't seem to care too much about anything else.

After the computer randomly drew lots, Zhou Feng saw that his preliminary group had also come out, the third group.

Although it was the third set, each set of the 110-meter hurdles was actually very fast, so he still did not stop warming up.

Sports are similar in some aspects. Although he participated in the 110-meter hurdles competition for the first time, he showed no nervousness at all and was even somewhat skillful.

Players from various provinces chatted in low voices while warming up.

"What's going on in Qingshan Province? Why did they send a new face? I haven't seen it before. It doesn't comply with the regulations."

"I just asked Shi Lou. He looked mysterious and said he would let us learn more."

"Isn't Shilou always able to keep his mouth shut? If he doesn't like anything, he will complain about it. This reaction this time is probably not simple."

An athlete at the scene said enthusiastically: "Brother, what's your name? Why haven't I seen you before?"

Zhou Feng moved his legs and said calmly: "Zhou Feng, I switched from high jump."

He lowered his eyelids, not wanting to see everyone's reactions. Once he saw these things, he would unconsciously remember them in his mind, just in case the impact would come out later.

He doesn't want to gamble, and he can't afford it.

"I remember that I didn't see you participating in the National Track and Field Championships and National Games qualifying competition before. Didn't you switch events after that?"

"Ah."

Hearing this soft hum, everyone present took a breath and looked at Zhou Feng with a hint of vigilance. If this is the case, the strength and talent cannot be underestimated if you can get this place.

Soon, the referee informed the third group to prepare.

Zhou Feng walked to the starting line with several people in his group.

At the same time, several official accounts that were used by many people issued a statement at the same time.

[Instructions on the qualifications of 110-meter athlete Zhou Feng for the National Games]

"According to the event documents of the National Games over the years, there are three ways for registered athletes from provincial teams in China to obtain qualifications for the National Games - points: top 2 or top 3 according to different events. Competition: top three at the opening of the National Games. The champion of the national event in the year, the top three in the country two years before the opening, the top six or eight in the country one year before the opening, or obtain the quota through the National Games qualifying competition. Mobile quota: The condition is that athletes must run in the National Games in the year Ranked among the top best performers in the country this year.”

"Zhou Feng, a registered athlete of the Qingshan Provincial Team, represented the Qingshan Provincial Team in the fifth leg of the H City Athletics Charter half a month ago and achieved excellent results. The Qingshan Provincial Team applied for a National Games quota for him through the above method 3. We hereby explain .”

The moment the statement was issued, the players in the third group of the 110-meter hurdles preliminaries were already on the starting line.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the field, on the players they supported, or looking angrily at Zhou Feng. No one noticed the official account replying for the time being.

On the field, the referee issued formal preparation instructions.

"Everyone in his place."

"preparation."

Following two instructions, all the athletes in the third group took a ready position, with their front and rear feet firmly on the starting blocks, their bodies leaning forward, and their back hips slightly raised to a position slightly higher than their shoulders.

Soon, a clear sound of electronic gunshots came from the starting block of each lane.

"boom!"

All the athletes reacted quickly, started explosively, and rushed out like sharp arrows from the string.