Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

Chapter 195 Parents Came to Watch the Game

night.

hotel.

Yang Zhuo was lying on the bed with his head resting on his hands.

In the past two days, I have contacted two girls.

One is beautiful and the other has long legs.

But he has no intention of touching.

They didn't even leave Zhang Zilin's cell phone number.

The main reason is that their careers are not suitable for him.

Yang Zhuo himself is very busy, what he needs is a wife who can accompany him.

You can have your own business, but you can't be too busy.

His wife is busier than him, so why not accompany him.

Moreover, Yang Zhuo said in previous interviews that he only wants to find someone who can live a good life and has a lively and lovely personality, and he doesn't want to find a little fairy who can't eat fireworks.

"Oh! What a hassle!"

Yang Zhuo sighed.

It's better to be single.

Xinzhuang training base.

Yang Zhuo is tied with a rubber belt, and on the other side is a car tire.

He's training for a tire run.

The Shanghai Golden Grand Prix is ​​one of the highest-level track and field events held in China.

Yang Zhuo is also participating in the grand prix for the first time, plus it is in China.

Naturally hope to win.

Francis and Gatlin are also here. In order to allow the participating athletes to have a good training environment, the organizing committee has communicated with the Athletics Association of Shanghai and tried to arrange an official training ground.

To prevent athletes from being excessively disturbed by the media.

Yang Zhuo came back panting heavily after doing a few sets of training.

Francis looked at him while drinking water: "Yang! No wonder you can break the world record!"

How to say? "

Yang Zhuo wiped the sweat off his face with his hand, and also picked up a bottle of water to drink.

"I feel that your endurance is very strong, stronger than any 100-meter athlete I know."

"This is to give me ecstasy soup, make me proud, so that I can surpass me in the competition tomorrow?"

"Haha."

Francis showed his big white teeth.

"This is a game in my country and I don't want to lose."

at this time.

Another person finished training and came back panting.

Not Gatling.

It's Hu Kai.

For this kind of competition, each project sponsor has a place for a local player.

In the Huaxia men's 100 meters, apart from Yang Zhuo, Hu Kai is currently the best performer.

So the Athletics Association gave him the quota this time, and asked him to compete with top-level players.

Recognize the gap and cultivate experience in the competition.

Seeing him coming back, Yang Zhuo put down the mineral water and asked, "Old Hu, how do you feel?"

"It feels okay, I'm full of motivation now."

It was the first time for Hu Kai to participate in this level of competition, and he was very excited and excited.

"That's good, come on tomorrow."

"Don't worry, I will never run to the end."

Hu Kai is full of confidence.

But Yang Zhuo knew in his heart that if all the contestants ran as hard as they could, it would be impossible for him not to run last.

Because of the 8 players other than him, the worst is the player from Plaster Country, but he can also run under 10 seconds.

Hu Kai's current best time is only 10 seconds.

Strength is not a grade at all.

9 month 20 day.

The first IAAF Magic City Gold Grand Prix was officially held in the 8-person stadium.

To be honest, because it is the first competition, in the eyes of top international players, this is not an important competition.

Some people didn't come.

However, due to the participation of world champions such as Yang Zhuo, Liu Xiang, Gatlin, John Xun, Bekele, and Isinbayeva, the attention is still very high.

Domestic sports fans like to see Chinese athletes such as Yang Zhuo and Liu Xiang win the championship.

This is perfect.

Yeon Joo won't let them down either.

The men's 100m race is the last race, and it is also the most important and the most interesting one.

Just at 10 o'clock in the evening.

At this moment, after the inspection, Yang Zhuo is warming up in the sideline.

In this 100-meter race, besides him, there are Gatlin, Francis, Scott, Zachary, Hu Kai, Asahara Shinji from Plaster Country, Pognot from France and Flatt from Jamaica.

Seeing that Hu Kai was nervous, Yang Zhuo went over and patted him on the shoulder: "Still nervous about competing with me?"

"No, it's just excitement!"

"This is our home stadium, come on and we'll be done!"

While speaking, Asahara Xuanzhi from Plaster Kingdom came over: "Yang Zhuojun, I'm your fan, can you sign me?"

Yang Zhuo was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, the veteran of this plaster country will come to ask for an autograph.

And he can speak Chinese, although it is not standard.

"Yang Zhuojun, you are the first person of yellow race to break the world record. In the past, people in our country believed that people of yellow race would never be able to outrun black people. If you want to win, you can only rely on cooperation and skills. That's why you focused on the 4×100-meter relay. You broke their narrative, you are the pride of Asia."

Asahara Xuanzhi looked excited.

Plaster country people worship the strong, when Yang Zhuo was the first to run into 10 seconds, they were jealous.

And when Yang Zhuo broke the world record, they couldn't get jealous anymore.

Only worship remains.

"Thank you!"

Yang Zhuo responded with a smile, then looked at him: "Where is the sign?"

Hearing this, Asahara Shinji took out a T-shirt from his bag: "This is the clothes of my first champion in China, sign it here, I will keep it well."

Yang Zhuo was not pretentious, and signed his name seriously with a pen.

"Thank you Yang Zhuojun!"

Shinji Asahara bent down and bowed.

Yang Zhuo smiled: "You're welcome, come on!"

When he left, Hu Kai looked envious: "Yang Zhuo, that's amazing, even conquered the little book!"

Yang Zhuo:

"Why do I hear your words so strange?"

"Ha ha!"

at the same time.

In the auditorium of the stadium, there are two people that Yang Zhuo is very familiar with.

Yang Guoqiang and Zhang Yumin.

The couple were picked up by Wang Jinghua to watch the game, but they didn't tell Yang Zhuo in advance.

"Sister Jinghua, when will Xiao Zhuo appear?"

Zhang Yumin was very excited, it was the first time for her to watch her son play live.

In the past, I only saw crowds of people in the stadium on TV, but now I really feel the scene and atmosphere.

There are almost no vacancies in the stadium of 8 people.

Wang Jinghua said with a smile: "Now the women's 100-meter race ends and the men's 100-meter race ends. Xiao Zhuo will appear on this track. Maybe he can see us later."

They were in the front row, and the railings were not too high. If Yang Zhuo looked this way, he would definitely be able to see them.

"Just don't affect his game."

In addition to being excited, Zhang Yumin was also a little nervous.

Yang Guoqiang is not much better, if he is at home, he must have lit a cigarette at this time.

After a few minutes.