Athletics: I, the King of Sprinting

[Congratulations to Yang Zhuo from No. 100 High School for breaking the [-]-meter sprint record and winning the championship at the National Middle School Games! 】

[Congratulations to Yang Zhuo from No. 100 High School for setting the national junior [-]-meter sprint record! 】

After the wind and rain, these banners have not looked so bright.

Moreover, he recently broke a national record.

Not just a teen record anymore.

At this time, Yang Zhuo suddenly remembered that night.

It was on this road that Zhang Lingling shoved him a note with a number on it.

"I don't know how this girl is studying now."

After Yang Zhuo said something in his heart, he continued to walk in the direction of the playground.

See if Wang Jie is there.

If you are there, you don't need to call.

Coincidentally.

As soon as Yang Zhuo turned the corner, he saw a familiar figure in the playground from a distance.

Wearing tracksuit and baseball cap.

Standing by the fence.

Because there is a row of willow trees outside, there is green shade there.

So Yang Zhuo walked over quickly and quietly entered the playground.

Wang Jie is chatting with some students.

At this moment, Yang Zhuofang walked behind her lightly and patted her on the shoulder: "Hello!"

Wang Jie turned her head and was stunned.

After a while, she exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you here!"

"Hey, come and see my master!"

"Boom."

Wang Jie punched him in the chest: "Good guy, look how strong you are now!"

"Cough cough."

Yang Zhuo pretended to cough: "It's so ruthless."

"Stinky boy, don't pretend!"

Wang Jie looked at him with joy: "Why did you go back to your hometown this time? Beijing University hasn't had a holiday yet?"

"There is no holiday, but I will go abroad to participate in the Golden League next month, as well as the Universiade and the World Championships. I will basically be staying abroad in the next few months."

"Amazing, what's your strength now?"

Yang Zhuo twisted his body casually: "I didn't improve much, only 10 seconds."

"hiss"

Wang Jie couldn't help but take a breath: "Electric meter?"

Yang Zhuo nodded.

"You're progressing too fast, no wonder you want to go abroad, there are no rivals at home."

Wang Jie was shocked by Yang Zhuo's progress.

Then, she introduced to the curious students next to her: "Come here, let me introduce you, this is the pride of our school, Yang Zhuo, who is now studying at Beijing University, and was selected for the national sprint team!"

Yang Zhuo:

Suddenly feel a little embarrassed.

This is too much to introduce.

At this moment, a group of students looked at him in amazement, with envy and admiration in their eyes.

When the school started, I saw that the name on the banner hanging in the school was "Yang Zhuo".

It can be said to be a legend of the second high.

He won the school sports meeting, the county sports meeting, and the championship of the national middle school sports meeting.

He was also admitted to Beijing University.

Now on the national sprint team again!

I just said that I want to go abroad to play.

so amazing.

It feels like they are not in the same world.

After a while.

Yang Zhuo and Wang Jie came to the side: "Teacher, are you embarrassing me! It was so embarrassing just now!"

"Where's the embarrassment, I'm telling the truth."

Wang Jie squatted down on the ground, and then said, "How many days will you stay at home this time?"

"Let's go the day after tomorrow."

"Well, I hope you can achieve good results and run out of the prestige of our China."

"necessary."

Yang Zhuo is full of confidence: "I will stand on the Athens Olympic Games next year!"

Looking at him, Wang Jie suddenly froze.

An image came to mind.

night.

under street lights.

That was her first day training Yang Zhuo.

Young-joo’s eyes are full of light, saying that he will definitely run in 10 seconds.

At that time, Wang Jie didn't believe it.

How can it be so easy to run into 10 seconds?

It took so many years for the whole of Asia to have a plaster country, Idong Haos, and he only ran for 10 seconds.

10 seconds is as insurmountable for the yellow race.

Even many experts and the media say that 10 seconds is the limit for the yellow race.

Is it really the limit?

Yang Zhuo is only 16 years old now. After practicing sprinting for more than a year, he has already run to 10 seconds1.

Wang Jie now believes that he will be able to run under 10 seconds.

And that day won't be too far away.

"Teacher, what are you thinking?"

"It's nothing."

Wang Jie smiled and continued: "Come on, I'll watch your game at home then."

After speaking, she asked again, "I came here this time, didn't I see your former classmate?"

"this"

Yang Zhuo's first thought was Zhang Lingling, and then shook his head: "Forget it, I don't even know which class they are in, and I don't have a mobile phone to contact 0."

"Too."

Wang Jie stood up: "When are you going home? I'm out of class after this gym class. Do you want to have something to eat together? I'll treat you to me."

"If you have a guest, then I don't have to go home so early."

"It's all in the national team, so stingy, right?"

"hey-hey."

Yang Zhuo finally did not see Zhang Lingling and other classmates.

Mainly because I don't know which class I'm in, I can't always find it one class at a time.

See you next time at the second high school.

I had a meal of potato flour + mutton patties with Wang Jie at a restaurant in the city, which was a great meal.

Rarely does this happen once a year.

After dinner, Yang Zhuo said goodbye to Wang Jie and took the bus to go home.

Two high.

When Wang Jie came back, she happened to meet Zhang Lingling on campus.

The girl greeted politely, "Mr. Wang!"

"Lingling!"

Wang Jie replied with a smile, and then asked: "By the way, Yang Zhuo came to school in the afternoon and said he wanted to see you, but I didn't know which class you were in. Finally, we went out for dinner and he went home. "

"Really?"

There was a surprise in Zhang Lingling's eyes.

"Why lie to you, he's already on his way home now."

"Ooo."

After chatting for a few more words, Wang Jie left, leaving Zhang Lingling snickering at the original 0.1.

Unexpectedly, Yang Zhuo came and wanted to see her.