Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

At this time.

Xiaopang and Liu Yang ran over.

"Yang Zhuo, awesome!"

"Damn it, you're too fierce!"

Both are very excited.

Especially Xiaopang: "You don't know, the other 6 were left far behind at the beginning, and before halfway through, they can only eat ashes."

Liu Yang followed suit: "The students in other classes are all dumbfounded, haha."

"Those who are in the same group as you have nothing to love, they don't know how to run away."

talking room.

Zhang Lingling also ran over: "Little Fatty, Liu Yang, what are you two doing here, disturbing Yang Zhuo's rest!"

Liu Yang rolled his eyes: "Aren't you here too!"

"I'm different from you. I'm here to deliver water."

As she spoke, Zhang Lingling handed over a bottle of mineral water: "Here!"

After finishing the work, he looked at the two people again: "Come on, don't disturb Yang Zhuo's rest!"

"We're not done yet."

"Tell me about your size!"

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There is no suspense in the 200-meter preliminaries.

Yang Zhuo won No.23 again with a time of 55 seconds, and got the place in the final.

This result is also within the national second-level athletes.

Therefore, after the preliminaries in the morning, Yang Zhuo's name has already spread among the physical education teachers.

Everyone gathers together at mealtime.

Teacher He with a dark complexion: "Mr. Wang, is that Yang Zhuo your student?"

Wang Jie nodded.

"Awesome! I can run 11 seconds in the 17-meter preliminaries. This is a top-notch result even in a key middle school in a big city."

"Yeah, I'm already qualified to participate in this year's National Middle School Games."

"By the way, how long has this kid been training?"

Hearing this, Wang Jie responded, "Two weeks."

"Puff cough cough cough."

One teacher was choked directly.

Others were equally amazed.

"Two weeks?"

"Ms. Wang, are you sure it's two weeks, not two months?"

Teacher He's eyes almost popped out.

I really can't believe it.

The same goes for everyone else.

"It's too exaggerated."

"Yeah, can you achieve this result in two weeks?"

Wang Jie knew they would react this way, and said helplessly, "It's been two weeks. I discovered his talent for sprinting in physical education class. I hadn't trained at all before that."

"hiss"

"My god, if you can achieve this result in two weeks of training, why not go to heaven after two years of training?"

"His potential is definitely still there. It depends on how much he can grow in height. If he can reach 1.8 meters, he will definitely be able to run beyond the level of an international athlete."

"Teacher Wang, you found a treasure!"

"Maybe Yang Zhuo can enter the provincial team or the national team in the future."

Wang Jie was a little embarrassed by the words: "It's all luck."

"Let's watch the finals in the afternoon, maybe this kid has a breakthrough."

"I will definitely go."

in the afternoon.

The most exciting and interesting men's 100m final is about to begin.

The first thing to do is the first grade.

Because of Yang Zhuo's amazing performance in the morning, the school spread the word. There was a fierce man in class one (3) of high school, leading No. 21 seconds in the [-]-meter preliminaries.

Good guy.

Not only the students, but even the school leaders are paying attention.

now.

In the stands, the principal, the heads of all grades, etc., were all waiting to watch the final.

The principal was most curious: "Is what this student said so mysterious?"

Everyone else shook their heads: "I didn't pay attention to the preliminaries, I just knew that he ran 11 seconds."

"I don't know much about this. What kind of score is 11 at this age?"

Hearing this, the director in charge of sports continued: "At his age, if he can improve a little bit and run to the level of a first-level athlete in 10 seconds, he should be able to be recommended by Shuimu University."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked at him in surprise.

"Can you really guarantee it?"

"Yes, Shuimu University and Jingcheng University have rules for special recruitment of high-level athletes."

Hearing this, the principal's eyes lit up.

The second high school has never been a student of Shuimu University.

If you can recruit one, that's fine.

at this time.

All 8 students who participated in the final came to the starting line.

The finals are about to start.

Chapter 8

The track was already full of people.

Especially the students in class one (3) of high school were the most excited.

After all, Yang Zhuo is in their class.

Zhang Lingling stood in front.

Even the class teacher came.

It was he who approved Yang Zhuo's refusal to participate in the evening self-study, so he wanted to see if he was really that powerful.

After all, seeing is believing.

He didn't see the game in the morning, so he came to watch the finals.

"Everyone take their places!"

The starter yelled through a megaphone.

Yang Zhuo quickly took his place.

At this moment, a group of leaders including the principal in the stands stood up and looked at the starting line without blinking.

The students watching were not talking either.

"preparation!"

"Snapped!"

The moment the starting gun rang, a figure flew out like a sharp arrow off the string.

It's Yang Zhuo.

This time the start was super long, and the reaction was faster than usual.

He couldn't see the people behind him, and he didn't pay attention.

Now eyes on the finish line.

All he has to do is cross the line as fast as he can.

"come on!"

"come on!"

"Come on Yang Zhuo!"

"Come on Yang Zhuo!"

The deafening sound of cheering resounded through the playground.

in the stands.

Both the principal and the directors of all grades were stunned.

What a great speed!

But Yang Zhuo may not be so obvious, look at No.2 who is several meters away from him.