Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

Yang Zhuo ran forward with his head sullen.

At this time, he felt very excited physically.

It's like a barrel of oil.

After the starting gun is fired, it burns instantly.

A raging flame.

sidelines.

Li Qing observed Yang Zhuo's running posture and was very surprised.

It's in great shape.

He had a feeling that this shot was going to break the record.

It's not just him who feels this way, but also Feng Shuyong and Yu Weili.

Laymen watch the fun, and experts watch the doorway. They are all experts. Just from Yang Zhuo's starting, acceleration and other states, he feels that his performance in this shot will definitely not be bad.

30 m.

The absolute speed increased, the acceleration was not enough, and Yang Zhuo started to look up.

The center of gravity of the body is gradually raised.

40 m.

The body is completely upright and the center of gravity is stable.

His head started to stabilize, and he remained motionless while running at high speed.

The 45-meter speed reaches the highest value, the acceleration run is over, and the high-speed endurance run is entered.

The thing to do at this time is to keep this high speed for as long as possible.

50 m.

60 m.

"Puff puff puff."

Yang Zhuo didn't pay attention to Weili and them, even when they didn't exist.

Only the finish line in sight.

100 m.

When taking the last step, lean forward to make a line-pressing motion.

Although there are no high-speed cameras here, it doesn't matter whether the line is pressed or not.

But it is useful during competitions, so we should develop the habit of pressing the line in normal times.

"Whoosh!"

Yeon-joo slows down after crossing the finish line.

And Luo Chaoyi and Yu Weili all looked at the timer, and Li Qing trotted towards the finish line.

"Fuck!"

Yu Weili couldn't help shouting.

The numbers on the timer surprised him too much.

Feng Shuyong also had a look of surprise.

9 second 85!

Yang Zhuo broke his own record.

Run to 9 seconds 85!

"Ha ha!"

Luo Chaoyi was also very pleasantly surprised. Unexpectedly, never expected that Yang Zhuo could run 9 seconds in such an indoor environment.

This means a huge improvement over 4 months of training.

Yes.

huge!

Regardless of the comparison with the Athens Olympic finals, it was only 0.03 seconds higher.

But for a sprinter at this level, that's a huge boost.

It shows that Yang Zhuo's hard power and upper limit have both increased.

Li Qing heard their reactions from afar, and he was also looking forward to it.

It must have run into 9 seconds.

When he got closer, he saw the time of 9 seconds, and he was overjoyed.

Breakthrough again!

"Director Li, well done!"

Luo Chaoyi smiled all over his face: "This training is very effective!"

Feng Shuyong also echoed: "Yes, the effect is obvious!"

Of course Li Qing didn't take credit for it: "Yang Zhuo spelled it all out by himself."

"Don't be humble."

Luo Chaoyi looked at Yang Zhuo who was walking back slowly, and continued: "Xiao Zhuo, this shot ran very well! 9 seconds 85!"

Hearing this number, Yang Zhuo was also very happy.

increased.

It seems that this rhythm adjustment is very useful.

It is worthwhile for him to train hard for 4 months.

With the improvement of hard power, he also has confidence in the World Championships in August.

Gatling!

He lost in the [-]-meter final in the last Olympic Games, but Yang Zhuo doesn't want to lose again this time in the World Championships.

As a large-scale world competition second only to the Olympic Games, the gold content of the World Championship champion is also very high.

Yeon Joo has to get one!

Chapter 164 The Achievement Yang Zhuo Wanted

CCTV No. [-] studio.

Backstage dressing room.

Yang Zhuo was wearing a black suit, leaning on the sofa.

Makeup and hair done.

Looking more handsome than usual.

"Sister Hua, go back, brother-in-law and your precious son are still waiting for your reunion."

Today is New Year's Eve.

Yang Zhuo's program is on the 18th, behind the skit "Romantic Things".

It's golden time.

Originally, he wanted to come here by himself, but Wang Jinghua was worried that he would be nervous at the Spring Festival Gala for the first time, so she insisted on coming to accompany him.

"It won't take much time to go back after you step down."

Wang Jinghua said cheerfully, "How are you, are you not nervous?"

"There's nothing to be nervous about, I won't turn on the mic anyway."

"shush"

Wang Jinghua whispered: "Don't say this outside."

Yang Zhuo shrugged: "I'm not a talkative person."

Because the Spring Festival Gala is a live broadcast, the director team is worried that there will be problems with the singer, so they don't turn on the microphone.

Every singer is the same.

Therefore, when Yang Zhuo came on stage, he could only sing for himself.

What the audience heard was the version he recorded in the studio.

"Okay, relax, you'll be fine after singing."

After finishing speaking, Wang Jinghua added: "Xiao Zhuo, come home with me for dinner after singing, you don't have much to eat in the hotel by yourself."

"No, no, go back to the hotel and call my parents, and I'm going to sleep."

Because the field management center is on holiday, the dormitory building is also closed, and the water, electricity and heating are all stopped.

And Yang Zhuo's courtyard has not been built yet.

He had nowhere to go, so he could only stay in the hotel first.

Those who celebrate the new year are all reunited, he doesn't want to go to Wang Jinghua's house.

Nor is it appropriate.

After half an hour.

The staff knocked on the door and told Yang Zhuo to go to gate 607 and wait.

"Xiao Zhuo, come on!"

"Ok!"

Yang Zhuo smiled, and then walked out of the dressing room.