Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

night.

Before it was time to rest, the three bored people fought against the landlord.

"Come on, let's win some prizes."

Chen Haijian suggested.

Liu Xiang thought for a while: "Then stick a note."

Yang Zhuo has no objection either.

So the three started a battle against landlords, while Li Qing and Sun Haiping watched from the sidelines.

pretty good.

When I came to the Olympics, training was not so important at this time. The plan I made was to train for two hours every afternoon to maintain my state.

The rest of the time is spent resting, relaxing, and recharging your batteries.

A new round begins.

Yang Zhuo looked at the cards in his hand, two kings, four aces, one 2, and an airplane.

Delicious.

Seeing his expression, Chen Haijian muttered: "You are proud before you start? You two are doomed!"

"Let the horses come!"

Yang Zhuo was full of confidence.

If you don't win this card, you can bid farewell to Doudizhu from now on.

"Psychological warfare? I don't believe you can beat me with 17 cards!"

Yang Zhuo: ? ? ?

Why do these words sound familiar?

"Three with one!"

Chen Haijian threw down 3 10s and 1 6.

Liu Xiang glanced at Yang Zhuo: "Brother, look at you!"

"hey-hey."

Yang Zhuo looked smug, and threw down 4 Aces: "Bomb!"

"Damn it! Is it so ruthless when you come up?"

Chen Haijian felt that he was going to be cold.

"Hey! Airplane! Do you want it?"

"bomb!"

Chen Haijian threw down 4 H.

"Goodbye, my brother! Wang Zha!"

Yang Zhuo threw down the big and small kings, and then threw down a 2: "Let's go!"

4.6

at night.

Yang Zhuo was lying on the bed, covered with a blanket.

Although he closed his eyes, he did not fall asleep.

The morning of August 8 is the 21-meter preliminaries.

In the afternoon is the rematch.

Semi-finals and finals on the evening of August 8.

A total of two days.

4 shots.

4 shots can determine the meaning of coming to Athens this time.

Yang Zhuo's best time is 9 seconds, while the world record is Montgomery's 97 seconds.

Although Montgomery was suspended this time, he didn't come.

But there are still a bunch of masters.

The best score is higher than Yang Zhuo, there are at least six.

It's not easy to win a medal.

They always say that it is enough to make it to the final, and to reach the final is victory.

but.

How could Yang Zhuo be only satisfied with the final in his heart?

"The medal, I must get it!"

Thinking of this, he took a deep breath.

Rest well to have the energy to train and compete.

sleep!

Chapter 137

domestic.

With the opening of the Olympic Games, the eyes of the public are all focused on the participating Chinese athletes.

The 22-year-old Du Li reversed and won the women's [-]-meter air rifle competition, and also won China's first gold medal.

Many people cheered for it.

At the same time, many people still focus on the track and field twin stars, Liu Xiang and Yang Zhuo.

then.

A photo has attracted the attention of many sports fans.

Yang Zhuo was in front of the bus, the leader looked at him with concern, but his complexion was very bad, it was obvious that he was not in a good condition.

The accompanying text is: The track and field delegation arrived at the Olympic Village, Yang Zhuo looked pale and suspected to be ill.

Online.

"It's not really sick, I rely on it."

"Maybe it's motion sickness. My classmate is like this when he gets motion sickness. He feels nauseous and has a bad complexion."

"Motion sickness is okay. If you have a cold and a fever, you're done. It won't last for a few days. It will affect your state too much."

"It's really not going well."

"I hope Yang Zhuo will recover well, and we are still waiting for him to break through history."

"We haven't had a 100-meter sprinter in the second round in Huaxia, so it depends on Yang Zhuo."

"The delegation has doctors, and I believe it will recover soon."

Track field.

Yang Zhuo, Chen Haijian, and Liu Xiang are all training.

sidelines.

Feng Shuyong and Li Qing were reading a file.

Past performance data of Olympic men's 100-meter sprint competitors.

Morris Green ranked first with a best time of 1 seconds.

The second is Crawford, with a best score of 2 seconds.

The third is Thompson, with a best score of 3 seconds.

The fourth is Asafa Powell, with a best time of 4 seconds.

The fifth place is Gatlin, with a best score of 5 seconds.

The sixth is Francis, with a best score of 6 seconds.

The seventh is Yang Zhuo, with a best time of 7 seconds.

Yang Zhuo's first 6 are at least 0.04 seconds faster than him.

Up to 0.18 seconds faster.

gap.

a very wide distance.

Feng Shuyong sighed: "Yang Zhuo is still too young, much younger than them all."

"Yeah, Yang Zhuo will be 18 next month, and they're both in their twenties, in their prime."

Li Qing's tone was full of unwillingness.

But no way.

There is a gap in hard power, what can we do?

Don't talk about winning the championship, winning medals is nothing but talk.

Feng Shuyong patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay. Four years later in the capital, Yang Zhuo will be in his golden age. At that time, I believe he will definitely win medals and even win the championship!"

After speaking, he folded up the materials and put them in his pocket: "Don't let Yang Zhuo see this, so as not to affect your mentality."

"Ah."

Li Qing nodded.

In order for the players to prepare for the game with peace of mind, all mobile phones must be placed with their respective coaches.