Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

At that time, whose political achievements will be counted?

A sports school?

What a good thing!

At this time, the principal of No. [-] High coughed lightly: "Ahem, well, the competition will continue, shall we chat in another place?"

"Yes, yes, let's not delay the game."

Everyone returned to the stands to continue the discussion.

And Wang Jie took Yang Zhuo to rest, and there will be a 200-meter final later.

rest area.

Wang Jie massaged his leg muscles.

"Teacher, how far have I run?"

When Yang Zhuo passed by just now, he only heard a group of people chattering, and he didn't bother to ask.

"10 seconds 86."

Wang Jie's voice was a little excited: "During our training, your best time was only 10 seconds. This time, you have improved a lot."

of course.

Improving fast does not mean how outrageous.

This is quite normal.

The first two years of training are the most progressive, and it's the same for everyone.

But once the body and technical movements are finalized, it will be very difficult to improve at that time.

An improvement of 0.1 seconds will take several years.

Take the players of the national team as an example, they are basically at the level of international athletes, but over the years, none of them has run under 10 seconds.

The Huaxia men's 100-meter sprint record was 4 seconds set four years ago.

It can be seen from this that when the grades reach a certain level, how difficult it is to improve.

"Xiao Zhuo, your 100-meter run is very good this time. Wait for the 200-meter final, just watch the run, and don't need to deliberately pursue the ranking."

The reason why Wang Jie said this was mainly because the distance between the two games was too close.

That's 20 minutes.

Physical strength can't be recovered at all.

at this time.

The radio sounded.

“恭喜第二高级中学的杨卓获得高中组男子100米短跑冠军！并且以10秒86的成绩打破水城县男子100米短跑记录，打破归德市少年100米短跑记录，再次恭喜杨卓！”

In one race, he broke the county and city sprint records.

Not uncommon.

The sound of the broadcast fell, and there was a sudden commotion on the playground.

"Damn it! Even the records in the city have been broken!"

"10 seconds 86, my god, is the result so good?"

"Nonsense, you didn't see just now that he threw the second man away by several meters."

"It's really awesome!"

"10 seconds 86, even if I am killed, I can't run this time."

"It's too fierce. Even if you're from a sports school, it's hard to get this result at such a big age, isn't it?"

"My cousin is a sprinter in the city sports school. After two or three years of practice, he didn't run under 11 seconds."

"Fuck, so that guy is a genius?"

"necessary."

"I bet this guy is going to be a sprinter someday."

rest area.

Zhao Hu came over: "Yang Zhuo, you are too fierce, 10 seconds 86, it is a blow to our dimensionality reduction."

"It's not that exaggerated."

"Isn't it exaggerating at all?"

Zhao Hu rolled his eyes straight: "You run ahead alone, and the seven of us follow behind to eat ashes."

While speaking, other participating students also looked at this side one after another.

Some of the eyes were envious, some were jealous, and some were shocked.

Everyone has seen what happened just now.

After Yang Zhuo finished running, a group of leaders gathered around the referee to check the results.

What an honor this must be.

Who wouldn't want to have it?

Yang Zhuo didn't know other people's thoughts, if he knew, he would just scoff.

Is this an honor?

Go to the World Championships, the stage of the Olympics, and win the championship.

Let the flag fly over the stadium.

That is true glory!

But now, Yang Zhuo has not even reached the level of a national first-class athlete.

Not far off.

PS: Reposted, same name, less exclamation point.

Chapter 16

in the afternoon.

Senior one (3) class.

The head teacher came to the Chinese class with a textbook in his hand.

After arriving at the podium, he put down the textbook and glanced at the students who were resting, drinking water, and chatting.

"Clap clap clap."

He clapped his hands: "Students, before class, I have good news for you."

Seeing this, everyone looked at the head teacher.

Zhang Lingling was even more delighted, as if she guessed what he was going to say.

"At the county middle school sports meeting, Yang Zhuo from our class won the 100-meter final championship in the high school group!"

As soon as the voice fell, the audience immediately burst into cheers.

"Wow!"

"Yang Zhuo is awesome!"

"Great!"

Xiaopang at the same table was even more excited: "I knew he would definitely win the championship!"

Liu Yang followed suit: "Me too."

Zhang Lingling in the second row was also very happy with a smile on her face.

At this time, the class teacher slapped his hands again: "I haven't finished yet, Yang Zhuo not only won the championship, but also set a new record in the men's 10-meter sprint in Shuicheng County and the record in the 86-meter sprint for youngsters in Guide City with a time of [-] seconds! "

In this era, information is underdeveloped, and many people do not understand sprints and are not sensitive to data.

But if they set records in the county and city, they know the gold content.

"Fuck!"

"Even the men's [-]-meter record in the city has been broken!"

"Yang Zhuo is too powerful."

"It means that if Yang Zhuo participates in the middle school sports meeting in the city, he will also be the champion."

"With this score, even the sports school students can't compare with Yang Zhuo."

"Too fierce!"

Zhang Lingling was also a little excited, and waved her white fist: "Yeah!"

at the same time.

one high.

playground.

The men's 200m final of the high school group is about to begin.

Yang Zhuo squatted in front of the starting line, put his hands on the ground, stepped on the running gear with his feet, and waited for the starting gun to sound.

in the stands.

Lin Changjun, the principal of the first high school, Sun Xingguo, the principal of the second high school, the leaders of the sports bureau and the education bureau, and the coaches of the two city sports schools.

are watching.

Including the students from No. [-] High School in the auditorium, originally they were only cheering for the players of their own school.

But after Yang Zhuo crushed and won the 100-meter championship just now, many people have been conquered by his strength.

All eyes were on him.