Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

The more Li Qing said, the more excited he became: "Regardless of the final result, I want Yang Zhuo!"

Chapter 38 Champion!

in the afternoon.

The men's 100m final of the National Middle School Games is about to begin.

Although the audience seats in the stadium were not full, there were more than half of them.

They are all here to watch the afternoon sprint event finals.

starting area.

The eight contestants in the final are already moving their hands and feet, waiting for the starter's instructions.

Yang Zhuo was in the 4th lane, Liang Junxin was in the 5th lane, and Cui Hao was assigned to the 7th lane.

Cui Hao felt no pressure, walked up to Yang Zhuo, and gave him a high five: "Yang Zhuo, come on!"

"come on!"

Yang Zhuo also looked very relaxed.

Liang Junxin glanced at them, did not speak, and moved his body on his own.

The two of them didn't talk much, they returned to their seats and waited patiently.

in the stands.

Wang Qiangdong, the deputy head of the sprint team of the Nanhe delegation, Xue Yue, the team leader, Zhao Guofu, the head coach, and Wang Jie.

Everyone is paying attention to the [-]-meter final.

Although two people made it to the finals, they only focused on Yang Zhuo.

After all, Cui Hao's strength is limited, and he barely advanced to the final.

Almost impossible to win a medal.

And Yang Zhuo is different, with strong strength.

Judging from the situation in the semi-finals, the champion of the 100-meter final was between him and Liang Junxin.

Wang Qiangdong was both looking forward to and worried: "This Liang Junxin is too strong, I don't know if Yang Zhuo can win."

Team leader Xue Yue nodded: "It is indeed strong, but Yang Zhuo also has a chance, now it depends on the recovery of the two of them."

The semifinals and finals are separated by two hours, which is also a test for the physical fitness of the players.

Zhao Guofu frowned: "This is the first time Yang Zhuo has participated in such a competition. I am worried that he will be nervous. If he can show his full strength, I believe he will have a chance to win."

Hearing this, Wang Jie said: "Yang Zhuo is a competitive player, he will not be nervous, but will be excited. And he will be strong when he encounters a strong opponent. The stronger the opponent, the better he will be able to perform."

Xue Yue nodded: "I hope."

at the same time.

Shuicheng County.

Zhang Yumin, who was watching TV, heard the dog barking and hurried to the yard.

The neighbor, Grandma Xia, stood at the door.

"Yumin, let me find some yeast."

"middle."

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yumin thought of the man's [-]-meter sack that was about to start, and hurriedly said, "Auntie, come in first, and I'll get it for you later."

"Tube."

Grandma Xia came in and asked, "What are you doing at home?"

"Isn't Xiao Zhuo going to participate in the middle school sports meeting? His competition is about to start."

While talking, the two entered the main room.

now.

On the screen, Yang Zhuo was already standing in front of the starting line and squatting down, waiting for the starting gun to go off.

"It's started, it's started!"

Zhang Yumin hurried closer and stared at the screen intently.

Grandma Xia looked surprised: "Yang Zhuo is on TV! It's amazing!"

Zhang Yumin didn't speak, just watched quietly.

inside the stadium.

Yang Zhuo pressed his hands on the plastic track in front of the starting line, all his thoughts were on listening to the starting gun.

For the 100-meter sprint, the start is very important.

Even sometimes, the start determines the championship.

and so.

After the starter's "prepare" command, Yang Zhuo let go directly.

Thinking of nothing, just waiting to hear the gunshots.

Shuicheng County.

Zhang Lingling was standing in front of the TV at the moment, clenching her fists.

"You must win!"

"Come on Yang Zhuo!"

at this time.

There was a "snap".

The starting gun went off.

before the starting line.

Yang Zhuo's strength exploded in an instant, he caught the starting block and ejected instantly.

Then the center of gravity is leaned forward, the head is depressed, the arms are swung, and the speed is accelerated.

At this time, I can't, and I don't have the heart to worry about others.

In the [-]-meter race, a momentary distraction will lead to your failure.

Yang Zhuo naturally wouldn't make such a low-level mistake.

in the stands.

Zhao Guofu shook his fist vigorously: "The starting reaction is very good!"

Wang Jie made a trumpet shape with her hands and shouted loudly: "Yang Zhuo, come on!"

13 m.

Liang Junxin's body was completely upright.

The legs are switched quickly, and the stride frequency is extremely fast.

But Yang Zhuo was still running with his head sullen.

20 m.

He began to look up slowly.

At this time, Liang Junxin was half a body ahead of him.

in front of the TV.

"Come on Yang Zhuo!"

"Others leak oil!"

"Come on Yang Zhuo!"

Although she knew it was impossible for Yang Zhuo to hear, Zhang Lingling still shouted excitedly.

Seeing that Liang Junxin surpassed Yang Zhuo, she was even more impatient.

I can't wait to hold Liang Junxin with my hand.

30 m.

Yang Zhuo raised his head completely and began to "shift gears".

Rapid increase in cadence.

Clinging tightly to Liang Junxin whose speed was about to reach its peak.

40 m.

Liang Junxin glanced at Yang Zhuo from the corner of his eye, and suddenly felt a little anxious in his heart.

Because he knows that his absolute speed is not as good as Yang Zhuo.

If you can't keep the distance away, it will be harder for Yang Zhuo to get rid of it when his speed reaches the highest, and he will even be overtaken.

The [-]-meter track, don't be distracted.

It was because Liang Junxin was upset that his running rhythm also became chaotic.

But Yang Zhuo didn't care about him.

Still struggling to swing his arms.

accelerate!

Speed ​​up!

51 m.

Yang Zhuo completed the acceleration and reached the peak speed.

The next step is to maintain high speed.