Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

The other leaders next to him had expressions of surprise on their faces.

This student is a bit strong.

Just a little stronger?

Not!

is strong!

60 meters, 70 meters, Yang Zhuo ran fast like a cheetah hunting.

The distance with the players behind him is getting bigger and bigger.

The two coaches from the city sports school opened their mouths in surprise.

"This student, this student"

in the stands.

"Fuck!"

One student couldn't help but let out a foul language.

But no one cares.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Yang Zhuo.

So fast!

At this moment, he has become the focus of everyone's attention.

80 m.

"Why is he still accelerating?"

"Oh my God!"

"Flying man!"

in fact.

Yang Zhuo didn't accelerate at all, and even started to lose speed from the early 70 meters.

It's just that his speed slipped slowly, while the other players slipped faster.

In contrast, the audience has an illusion and looks like it is still accelerating.

90 meters!

100 meters!

Yang Zhuo's figure flashed past the finish line, and the referee pressed the stopwatch in time.

At this moment, No.2 is still several meters away from the finish line.

The gap is huge.

"Won!"

Principal Sun in the stands shook his fist excitedly.

Unexpectedly, watching a high school men's [-]-meter final would actually make his old bones boil with enthusiasm.

next to.

The principal of No. [-] High School was still incredulous: "Old Sun, where did you get this student?"

"It fell from the sky."

After speaking, Principal Sun remembered the grades: "I'm going to see how many seconds."

"Yes, yes, look at the results."

The two principals, as well as the leaders of the Sports Bureau and the Education Bureau hurried down.

Not only them, but the coaches from the two sports schools also ran down after them.

Everyone wanted to know how much Yang Zhuo ran this time.

Chapter 15 Breaking the Record

on site.

Just after the last student finished running, Wang Jie rushed to the referee's side.

"How many seconds is No.1?"

Before the referee could answer, Principal Sun's voice came from behind him: "How much did you run?"

Good guy.

Two principals, two leaders, two sports school coaches, and Wang Jie.

A group of people surrounded the jury.

This situation, I don't know, I thought something big happened.

The leader of the Sports Bureau looked at the referee in a daze, and was a little anxious: "What are you doing, how many seconds?"

"10 seconds 86."

"How many?"

Almost everyone present couldn't believe it.

Wang Jie's eyes widened.

"Yes, 10 seconds 86."

The referee confirmed again.

"hiss!"

Someone gasped.

At this time.

Yang Zhuo also walked back, wondering how much he ran this time.

Has not broken the best record.

You know, this is the first time after the end of the school sports meeting, I tried my best to run 100 meters for the first time.

"Good run! Yang Zhuo!"

Sun Xingguo patted his shoulder: "Amazing!"

Everyone else looked at him too.

The leader of the sports bureau lit up and asked, "What grade are you in? How old are you? How long have you been training?"

Three questions in a row.

Not only him, but the coaches of the two sports schools are also very concerned about this issue.

Running is good, but it also depends on how old you are.

Being stared at by so many people, Yang Zhuo was really uncomfortable for a while.

Seeing this, Wang Jie answered for help: "Leader, he is a freshman in high school. He will be 9 years old in September, and he has been training with me for less than 16 months."

"Under the age of 16?"

The sports school coach exclaimed.

Others, except for Principal Sun, who had known for a long time, were also surprised.

The leaders of the Sports Bureau were even more excited.

Just now in the stands, I sighed that there are no good seedlings in the county, and I can't even recommend a place.

Suddenly, a pie fell from the sky, and a genius came out.

He is a serious technical leader and knows a lot about sprinting.

Less than 16 years old, with a memo of 10 seconds 86, which is outstanding in the country.

You know, so far, 7 sessions of the National Middle School Games have been held.

Men's 10m record, 8 seconds [-] on the electricity meter.

Young-joo is already very close.

And there are still 8 months before the 3th National Middle School Students Games.

If you can carry out special training, the performance will be improved again, and the possibility of winning an award or even a championship may not be small.

"Really only trained for less than 2 months?"

The sports school coach couldn't help but ask.

It's important to him.

Principal Sun continued: "This is absolutely true. Yang Zhuo was discovered by Teacher Wang a few days before our school sports meeting."

Hearing this, the others also doubted it was false.

After all, as the principal, Sun Xingguo wouldn't lie about something that could be asked with a little inquiry.

At this time, the leader of the Sports Bureau said: "Principal Sun, this student is fully qualified to participate in this year's National Middle School Games, and I will report to the city."

Hearing this, Yang Zhuo was overjoyed.

Although I still don't know how many seconds I ran.

But in the end, it was qualified to be recommended by the leadership.

The coach of the sports school couldn't help it: "Director Huang, I am the coach of the city sports school. I strongly request that this child be sent to the city sports school, otherwise it will be a waste of talent."

"It's too early to say this. This kid will definitely be able to participate in the National Middle School Games, and he will definitely go to the province for training during the summer vacation."

The implication of the leaders of the Sports Bureau is that Yang Zhuo can get better training without going to a sports school.

more importantly.

The National Middle School Sports Meeting is imminent, if the sports school is to recruit Yang Zhuo now.