"Usain Bolt of Jamaica ran a time of 9 seconds at the International Athletics Invitational, without exceeding the wind speed."

Li Qing looked serious, he knew what this meant.

There is another variable in the [-]-meter final of the Beijing Olympics.

Yang Zhuo didn't speak, but a strong fighting spirit rose in his heart.

"Bolt! I'm waiting for your challenge!"

Chapter 288 The Final Winner

The sudden rise of Bolt shocked the world track and field circle.

He was famous because of his performance in the 200-meter event. If he won the 200-meter championship this time, or even broke the world record, everyone would not be so shocked.

After all, his main event is 200 meters, and his strength is also strong.

But TM's ran 100 meters, and also ran the second best result in the world.

This has to surprise everyone.

The most concerned about this news is Huaxia Sports Media.

You know, in the eyes of many sports fans, Yang Zhuo's champion in the Beijing Olympic Games is very stable.

Asafa Powell and Tyson Gay can't beat him at all.

Now a strong opponent suddenly appeared, which inevitably aroused everyone's worry.

[9 seconds 73!Jamaica has another 100-meter sprint genius! 】

[Bolt becomes Yang Zhuo's biggest rival in the Olympics]

[Bolt ran the world's second best [-]-meter score]

[Yang Zhuo's challenger is here! 】

[Olympic trapeze battle will become more intense]

"Fuck, what the hell is Bolt? Why did he suddenly run 9 seconds 73?"

"This shit, is Jamaica so outrageous?"

"Isn't Bolt a 200-meter master? Is he also a 100-meter player like Tyson Gay?"

"It's only 9 seconds 73, shouldn't it threaten Yang Zhuo?"

"Don't be so optimistic. This is only the third time Bolt has participated in the official 100-meter race. When it comes to the Olympics, who knows if he will go further."

"I thought Yang Zhuo's championship was secure, but looking at it now, it's not necessarily so."

"Jamaica is so perverted, it produces sprint masters in a row."

"Yes, it can be seen from the World Championships that Jamaica has already threatened the sprint status of the beautiful country. Maybe this year's Olympic Games will replace the beautiful country."

"In the past few years, there have really been a lot of heroes, Asafa Powell, Yang Zhuo, Tai Sangay and Bolt. The Olympic finals will definitely be more intense than the World Championships finals."

"I don't want it to be so intense. Let Yang Zhuo win the Olympic championship first, and then we can talk about the grand slam."

"The strong are fearless to challenge! I believe Yang Zhuo will definitely win!"

the other side.

An Yufei also saw the news, and was a little worried that Yang Zhuo would be affected.

"Mom, the Olympics are coming soon, do you think this Bolt will pose a threat to Yang Zhuo?"

"How would I know?"

Qianqian's mother rolled her eyes: "For such a person to appear suddenly, only he and the coach know his true strength."

After finishing speaking, she looked at her daughter and joked, "Are you worried about your sweetheart?"

"You are here again!"

An Yufei blushed, but she didn't refute this sentence.

After all, that's what she thought.

Holding hands twice and being hugged once is something only couples do.

"Cissy, Yang Zhuo may be under a lot of pressure during this time, so you should spend more time with him if you have nothing to do."

"Ok, I know."

An Yufei nodded seriously. Needless to say, she thought so too.

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose a day. Today is the day. I just happen to make some dumplings and you bring them over."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for a response, Mama Qianqian walked towards the kitchen.

evening.

Yang Zhuo got out of the car and walked quickly to the door of the house.

Now he takes a special car to pick him up.

Director Luo even wanted him to live in the field management center, but he refused.

After all, it's easier at home.

After entering the courtyard, Yang Zhuo passed by the garage, and saw that the door was driving, and there was a familiar car inside.

A smile suddenly appeared on his face.

After passing through the hanging flower door and entering the inner courtyard, he immediately saw a familiar figure.

It was An Yufei.

At the moment, she is sitting in the hallway playing with her guitar.

Seeing Yang Zhuo coming in, his eyes were instantly filled with joy, and he hurriedly put down his guitar to meet him.

The two met at the door of the wing.

"you're back!"

"Ah."

After answering, Yang Zhuo held her hand directly: "Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came here?"

"I have a surprise for you!"

An Yufei looked around, and then asked, "Did you eat a nutritious meal when you came back?"

Yang Zhuo is very smart, knowing that she must have brought food when she asked this question.

"I ate, but I'm not full. I plan to make some supper tonight."

"That's just right. I brought dumplings. My mother made them. When you're hungry, you can cook them and eat them."

really.

Yang Zhuo guessed right.

"That's great, you can eat it without a bag."

"laugh."

An Yufei smiled sweetly: "Let's go, let's go into the house!"

The two are almost indistinguishable from a young couple.

The only difference is that they haven't confessed their love yet, nor have they been overly intimate.

living room.

The lighting is warm and bright.

An Yufei was wearing a pair of pink slippers, which she bought herself.

"How was your training today, are you tired?"

"I'm not tired. Although I'm getting closer to the Olympics now, but my training volume is not so much. The higher-ups are afraid that I will get injured."

Originally, the training volume before the competition was larger.

But when Liu Xiang was already injured, the higher ups were afraid that Yang Zhuo would get injured again.

In case two gold medals are lost, especially the 100-meter gold medal, then I really want to cry without tears.

After all, it is the Olympic Games held in my own home, and everyone is looking forward to it.

"Then when are you leaving for Doha?"

"The day after tomorrow, going to Doha is just to warm up a little bit, and then there will be the Good Luck Beijing Athletics Open."

5 month 9 day.

doha.

Yang Zhuo came to participate in the IAAF Super Grand Prix, and was surrounded by reporters as soon as he got off the plane.

There are not only local reporters, but also those from China, and from countries such as Plaster Country.

They all knew that he was going to participate in the competition and blocked him on purpose.

After all, I can't usually interview, so I must seize this opportunity.

"Yang Zhuo, what do you think about Bolt's time of 9 seconds?"

"Who do you think is the biggest rival in the Olympics?"

"Yang Zhuo, are you confident to face Bolt's challenge?"

"How's the training effect during this period? Has there been any progress?"

Reporters are talking about Bolt.

After all, he is the most threatening Yang Zhuo now, and he has risen suddenly.

Yang Zhuo looked calm: "I'm very happy to see Bolt running well. I have expected that he is very strong and will be even stronger in the future. During the Beijing Olympics, he will definitely run in the 100m and 200m. Can run amazing results, but”

Having said that, he paused and glanced at the reporters: "The final winner of the 100-meter race will definitely be me!"

"Kakakakaka."

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