Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

Because Yang Zhuo is so talented, he is already at the level of a National Games champion.

The Asian Games champion also has a chance.

The World University Games champion is a sure thing.

and.

Yang Zhuo's current performance has already qualified for the Olympic Games.

Not to mention the Athens Olympics, the time is too short.

What about the Beijing Olympics in 08?

Not to mention winning the championship, winning a bronze medal, even entering the final, or even breaking the 10-second mark, all break history and bring great commercial value.

In China, and even in Asia, the sprint is too weak.

A man from heaven is needed to change this status quo.

And Li Qing felt that Yang Zhuo was born at the right time.

Looking forward to him making it!

Even on the highest podium.

If there is that moment, then Yang Zhuo is the king of the entire Asian track and field.

After a while.

"Little Zhuo!"

Li Qing shouted, saw Yang Zhuo coming, and continued, "Take a break."

So, the master and apprentice chatted in the corner of the track and field.

"In two days, we have to go to the training ground of the field management center. From now on, you won't have so many days at school."

After the negotiation between the two parties, Yang Zhuo will train in the field management center for three days from Friday to Sunday.

Week 1 - Week 4 classes at school and basic training.

Not to mention holidays and winter and summer vacations, they are all in the Field Management Center.

"It's okay, there are still 4 days in school, enough for me to pass every class."

Yang Zhuo has a strong memory ability, he can learn [-]% to [-]% by reading textbooks and classmates' notes.

Li Qing couldn't laugh or cry: "Who told you about your grades! With your current talent and strength, you don't need to rely on studying to make a living."

This is true.

At this point, there is no need to rely on finding a job to earn money.

"Xiao Zhuo, I have a hunch that you will become the brightest star in the history of Chinese track and field. If there is anyone of yellow race who can win the men's 100-meter dash in the Olympics, I believe it must be you."

Seeing the burning expectation in Li Qing's eyes, Yang Zhuo smiled: "Coach, I have an idea."

"Say."

"From next year, participate in the IAAF Golden League!"

"it is good!"

Li Qing refused without hesitation.

At the very beginning, they had discussed the plan of boosting training through competitions, but he was thinking of competing in the country.

It's different now.

Yang Zhuo's strength has improved to qualify for the IAAF Golden League.

There are many masters there, which is the most suitable for tempering and growing 300.

There is no need to participate in most of the domestic competitions.

Because the domestic sprint level is too low, it is difficult to improve in those competitions.

Unless it is the level of the National Games.

After chatting for a while, Yang Zhuo twisted his body: "Okay, let's continue training, I will run a lap of 100 meters first."

After speaking, he came to the starting line and squatted down.

Li Qing took out his whistle.

"preparation!"

"Beep!"

As soon as the whistle sounded, Yang Zhuo rushed out instantly.

on the playground.

The students who were taking physical education class or wandering around all looked this way.

"Look, I'm running 100 meters!"

"So fast!"

"That's Yang Zhuo, with a best time of 10 seconds."

"Is there a motor on this leg?"

"It looks so handsome."

"Did you notice that his 100-meter running posture is very smooth and beautiful."

"Nonsense, they are professionals."

Yeon-joo has no idea that someone is discussing him.

He is immersed in running, enjoying the feeling.

Even at the 100-meter finish line, I still didn't want to stop.

Then run another 100!

Because the front is a 100-meter run, the physical exertion is too large, which makes the speed of the next 100 meters drop significantly.

The feeling of slowing down and powerlessness makes Yang Zhuo very upset!

After running 200 meters, Yang Zhuo stood where he was and roared angrily.

"what!"

This strength is far from the Olympic champion!

He wants to improve, and improve again!

Chapter 59 Prove yourself

Field Management Center.

Athletics training ground.

It was empty, with only a few people.

But they are all important figures in the Field Management Center.

The director of the field management center, the head coach of the track and field team, the deputy head coach of the track and field team, the head of the training department, the head of the intensive training department, and the head of the development department.

and many more.

It's all there.

Because Yang Zhuo officially entered the national team today, they all came to see Yang Zhuo.

There is a saying that seeing is believing.

Yang Zhuo ran a time of 10 at the Shuimu and Beijing University Athletics Exchange Meeting, but that was just a private exchange meeting, and it was still a notebook.

And without an anemometer, the wind speed still has a great impact on the performance.

Most importantly, none of these leaders saw it.

Naturally, it's hard to believe.

The first thing Yang Zhuo did when he came to the Field Management Center today was to prove himself.

As long as he can run the electric meter within 10 seconds and 3 times, it can prove his strength.

Prove that he deserves an exception from the Athletic Management Center.

on the runway.

For this test, anemometers and electronic timers were all used.

Even used the electric slide camera.

Follow up all the way.

The video is used to watch for the coaching team to find out the weak points of Yang Zhuo's skills and where he needs to improve.

Track field.

Yang Zhuo experienced a lap on the track and conducted warm-up training.

Full of energy now.

Looking at a group of leaders standing by the runway.

He knew that he had to prove his strength in order to truly convince these people and win their respect.

In this way, in terms of treatment in the future, he will be able to match the seeded player Liu Xiang.

Even higher level.

starting line.

After Yang Zhuo came back, Li Qing patted him on the shoulder: "Are you nervous?"

"Ham, what's there to be nervous about?"

Yang Zhuo stomped his feet: "The runway here is much stronger than Beijing University, and it feels better to step on it."

"Haha, don't be nervous, just run normally."