Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

"After the Athens Olympics last year, Yang Zhuo has not participated in the competition. After the year, he went to Nanyun Province for closed training. The first time he participated in the competition this year was the National Grand Prix in April. He set a new record with a time of 4 seconds. The national record and the Asian record prove that the strength has improved, but to what extent it has reached, it still needs to be seen in the international arena."

"I believe that the audience in front of the TV is looking forward to it as much as I do."

It is more than four o'clock in the morning in the capital.

But many people have already climbed out of bed.

It's all to watch the game, go to bed early on purpose, and set the alarm clock to wake up early.

Just to watch Yang Zhuo's first World Championship this year.

Let's see if we can win the championship.

at the same time.

inside the stadium.

Yeon-joo chats with Francis while warming up.

"Yang, you ran 9 seconds 85 in China, and your strength has improved again! It seems that you are here for the championship this time!"

After finishing speaking, Francis changed the subject: "But I won't lose to you again!"

Yang Zhuo smiled: "I hope you can do it."

"Wow! You are becoming more and more confident, I am a little panicked now, take back what I just said!"

"Haha."

Yang Zhuo was amused, this guy really has a talent for humor.

"Chico, I want to win 6 championships, do you think there is a chance?"

"Wow!"

Francis made an exaggerated expression: "Dude, you actually plan to do this! It seems that you are going to work hard, but there is still the World Championships, are you sure you don't want to save some energy?"

The World Championship is just after the Oslo station of the Golden League.

In order to maintain their form, many athletes will not work too hard in the Golden League to avoid injuries.

"I think it should be fine, I'm still young, how can I do it if I don't work hard?"

Yang Zhuo looked serious.

This is his real thought.

Hearing this, Francis gave a thumbs up: "Niu-bi! Regardless of whether you can win all 6 rounds, you are very niu-bi!"

"Haha."

After a few minutes.

The men's 100m race is about to begin.

On the TV, Yang Jian's voice became excited.

"Athletes participating in the men's 100m at the Paris station of the IAAF Golden League have already stood in front of the starting line."

“第1道是尼日利亚的埃梅多卢，今年的最好成绩10秒07……第4道的是雅典奥运会100米季军弗朗西斯，来自葡萄鸭，而第5道就是亚洲飞人杨卓，不久前创造了个人最好成绩9秒85”

Yang Jian had a feeling that Yang Zhuo would definitely win the championship in this round.

Because his strength is the most stable, once he reaches a certain height, there will rarely be too much fluctuation.

"The favourites, besides Yang Zhuo, are Francis and Zachary."

The scene of the game.

"On~your~marks!"

Hearing the password, Yang Zhuo twisted his neck, then squatted down in front of the starting line.

The goal of this stop is the championship.

The goal of the 6 stops is the championship.

So he has to run well.

at the same time.

In the stands, Li Qing and Hermens were chatting.

"Yang is about to qualify for the $100 million grand prize, I'm looking forward to it!"

What Hermens valued was not the share of the bonus.

It's the promotion of Yang Zhuo's reputation after really getting this honor.

This is the most valuable.

"I am also looking forward to it! I hope to hit the ground running!"

Li Qing took a deep breath.

a little nervous.

on site.

"SET!"

With a swish, Yang Zhuo made a starting posture.

Hold your breath.

Wait for the starting gun to go off.

now.

The entire stadium fell silent.

Like a volcano about to erupt, it is accumulating energy.

After the starting gun is fired, it will explode.

"Snapped!"

The electronic starting gun sounded.

Yang Zhuo's reaction was very quick, and his front and rear legs were exerting force almost simultaneously.

Under his vigorous pedaling, the running aid made a harsh metal friction sound.

"squeak!!!"

Yang Zhuo didn't care at all.

He has rushed out.

The starting reaction is 0.153 seconds, ranking third.

CCTV live broadcast room.

Yang Jian's voice suddenly rose: "Yang Zhuo's starting reaction is a bit slow, but it doesn't affect much, and he is in the first echelon!"

"Speed ​​up and speed up!"

"Francis next to him is following Yang Zhuo!"

20 m.

Most people start to look up.

But Yang Zhuo was still speeding up.

The cutting frequency of the legs is getting faster and faster, and the stride frequency is about to reach the highest.

30 m.

Start looking up.

The stride length begins to increase.

"Puff puff"

The friction between the spikes and the runway was loud, not only his, but also Francis next to him.

now.

The two of them are in the first echelon with Zachary.

Others have been distanced.

"Yang Zhuo and Francis, Zachary is in the first echelon!"

"accelerate!"

"Come on!"

"Yang Zhuo's speed is getting faster and faster, surpassing Francis and Zachary, leading by one position!"

"The distance is still widening!"

"Yang Zhuo hold on!"

90 m.

Yang Zhuo is 1 meter ahead of Francis at the moment, but he doesn't know it himself.

His eyes were on the finish line.

The championship is at hand.

Studio.

Seeing that the gap widened and the outcome was a foregone conclusion, Yang Jian shouted excitedly.

"Have it!"

"There is a champion!"

Before the words finished, Yang Zhuo lowered his head and pressed the line.

"Whoosh!"

Be the first to cross the finish line!

The first champion of this year's IAAF Golden League has arrived!