[Competition] Strive for the top

In the afternoon, several members of the final team were guarded in the middle of the team, and each of them had an independent space, or sat alone and listened to music in a daze, or chatted with one or two good friends to relax, anyway, they were all in their own way Adjustment of status.

Yuan Zheng is not used to the feeling of being chased by the eyes. He is introverted, reticent, quiet, focused and serious in doing things. Such a dedicated person is also very sensitive in terms of sensitivity, so he feels very uncomfortable, so he can only put on the hat. Hugged on the chair with his chest hugged, only a sharp chin can be seen from the lowered head.

You Le couldn't help at this time, so he could only stay by his side in a muffled voice, and didn't even intend to use his strengths to adjust the atmosphere.

Just be nervous!Brother Xiaozheng needs a sense of tension now!When the tension reaches a certain level, the adrenal hormones soar, and the results will come out naturally.

From You Le's point of view, I always feel that Brother Xiaozheng is more than calm but lacks vigor, and there are too few emotional fluctuations. According to him, it is a hard game. Thanks to good conditions and a strong sense of water, you can have such a stable and excellent game. The results, but relative, also lack the bright spots of blockbusters.

Of course, Yuan Zheng is indeed a blockbuster now, but that is his training results, he just swam out of his usual speed, and did not surpass himself because of the competition, so if Yuan Zheng's emotions can fluctuate a little bit more, then he will definitely swim out. Better, better, and jaw-dropping results.

In swimming, even if you are small, you can be half an expert!

Among the athletes who can enter the national team, who doesn't have a brush in their hands?Who doesn't have a score in mind?If it was him who achieved the results this time, and he was the one who was interviewed by the beautiful reporter, he would be able to give a swimming lecture in front of the camera!Stealing the job of a beautiful reporter!

You Xiaole suffocated and didn't speak beside Yuan Zheng, but his head was full of strange things, and then he laughed "poof" thinking about it.

Yuan Zheng turned his eyes to look at the person, and seeing the child's forbearance, he raised his hand and pinched You Le's nose: "What's the matter?"

"No!" You Le covered her nose and smiled, her eyes and mouth curved.

It is very important to adjust the state before the game. Zhou Ming, who was sitting in the front two rows, turned his head to look at the people when he heard the sound, and finally waved and called You Le to sit beside him.

Behind him, Yuan Zheng, who was inexplicably pulled out of the happy atmosphere, bowed his head, his sharp eyes brushed the brim of his hat and landed on the back of Zhou Ming's head, shooting bullets "suddenly" like a machine gun!

I think the old man is nosy!

At 14:40 in the afternoon, the 100-meter butterfly finalists signed in. Zhou Ming, who was originally in front of and behind Yuan Zheng, refused to let him go, so he could only watch the race reluctantly.

At 14:53, the finalists of the 100-meter butterfly entered the field. Yuan Zheng ranked fourth in the golden waterway!

"Damn!" You Le shuddered suddenly when he saw the person appearing on the stage. He was more nervous than himself in the game, and his legs were shaking "da da da".

Zhou Ming glanced at him, but the child didn't see it. He glanced again, but he still didn't see it. In the end, he was really impatient with the trembling. In addition, his left leg started to shake when the court began to take his position. Finally, he came to his senses. With a cough, he said to You Le sternly: "Go! Cheer for your senior brother!"

"Okay!" You Le yelled as soon as he heard that, he jumped to the railing and covered his mouth.

"Brother Xiaozheng, come on! Come on! Gagagagajia!!!"

"Fighing!"

"Kom Angbei nose, enough enough!"

"Daddy!"

"Ula~~~ Larry hits more!!!" The little boy can also speak his mother's hometown dialect...

Zhou Ming raised his eyebrows, amused by You Xiaole's abundant energy, "Hehehehe..."

Yuan Zheng was making the final preparations, turning his shoulders slowly and steadily, and when You Le spoke, even though the familiar voice could not be detected in the huge sound waves in the arena, he still recognized it.Looking from a distance through the black swimming goggles, Yuan Zheng saw You Le's bright smile on the seat of the Chinese representative team and directly in front of the Chinese flag held high by the volunteers.

The corner of Yuan Zheng's mouth curled up in a happy arc.

The referee blew the whistle, and the players stepped on the starting platform. At that moment, the field seemed to be quiet for a moment.

You Le waited with bated breath.

"Beep!" The first prepared bell rang.

The contestants all bent down and clasped the edge of the stage to prepare for the start. In the international level competition, every contestant's aura is extremely strong, like a tiger entrenched head by head, or like a stretched to the extreme. Bow, ready to go.

The fourth way, the golden waterway, Yuan Zheng wearing a black swimming cap is particularly conspicuous, with broad shoulders, stretched and raised back muscles, and skin that looks like a simple bronze under the light, especially the side of the brain. The five-star red flag is extremely eye-catching.

It's a high-profile lane where the eyes are on.

Yuan Zheng's sharp eyes were on his back, as if every inch of his skin had been pricked by tiny needles, he felt a dull pain, the itching was unbearable, and he wished he could jump into the pool in the next second to avoid those gazes.

Such a simple and familiar posture for entering the water made him extremely uncomfortable, his muscles tensed, and there was only an empty spot somewhere on the upper left, standing there was a person who would make his lips curl up even thinking of that name.

……

"beep!"

Let's make a noise!

Yuan Zheng jumped into the pool without missing a second!

"Crash!" The sound of entering the water.

The red light flashes in the still seconds, and the rapid flow.

"Come on! Come on! Come on!" There was an instant clamor in the arena.

"Dong dong dong! dong dong gong!" The cheerleaders of the Chinese delegation with Chinese characteristics rang the Chinese red-faced cowhide drum with carved dragons and phoenixes, and red silk scarves flew up from the drummer's waving arms.

"Come on, Chinese team! Come on, Chinese team!" "Come on, Yuan Zheng! Come on, Yuan Zheng!" Volunteers shouted slogans one after another, and the sound was loud.

This is the treatment only for players who are expected to win No.1!

You Le almost tore his throat and howled amidst the sound of cheering, hoping that his voice could reach Xiao Zheng's ears more clearly than that of the big drum.

"Beep-beep--" The Chinese team corresponds to the American cheerleaders. The popular gold medalist in the 100-meter butterfly is American Rist. The cheerleaders of the two sides are only ten meters away from each other. Intense, you ring me louder, you faster I faster, I vow to crush you!

It seems that the players in the pool can win!

But in fact, the competition in the swimming pool will never be decided until the last moment!

Yuan Zheng of the Four Paths and Rist of the Five Paths chase after each other, regardless of the outcome!

There are also three Japanese players who are eyeing up, following closely behind.As a contestant from Japan, that was the one who set off a wave of cheering slogans. In the stormy sound waves, this occupied the right time, place and people, and might become a dark horse and win the gold medal!

Anyway, as soon as you enter the water, you can see that the champion must be born among these three people.

In the Japanese media, the beautiful host who interviewed Yuan Zheng yesterday once again handed the microphone to the short man next to her, while she smiled at the screen and kept nodding.

Next to her was an old coach of the Japanese National Swimming Team who was very eloquent, the information of the players was at hand, and the explanation was passionate and fluent.

…"Now, from my point of view, Rist, who is in the lead for the time being, is a veteran player. He won the silver medal in this event when he participated in the Beijing Olympics in 08. That should be his entire sports career. the pinnacle of..."

"Turn around!"

"The first turn is completed!!"

..."25 meters! I have swum 25 meters! Now the leader is... the leader is Rist! No.2 is the first Chinese player to appear in an international competition, Yuan Zheng! No.3, No. 3 is Asada Maki from our country! The gap between them is very close, very close!"

"Maybe the next turn around, the ranking will change."

..."Rist was judged to be the most favorable gold medalist for this event before the game. He won the silver medal again in last year's World Championships, and lost to his teammate Phelps twice. This time, Phil Puth did not come, he must come to our country to participate in the competition for the gold medal!"

... "But our players will not give him the gold medal. Asada Maki's endurance is the biggest reliance on his victory! 50 meters... 50 meters turned around! See? Our players are leading! Leading! !" The old Japanese coach said excitedly, pointing to the swimming lane with wide eyes and jumping, "Overtake! Successfully overtake!!!"

... "The gold medal of this event will definitely fall into our Japanese pocket again! Asada went to the United States for training last year, and learned more scientific swimming methods from his foreign coaches, especially in terms of details, endurance..."

The camera shakes imperceptibly.

The Japanese coach turned his head to look, and the scene changed drastically during the conversation he just said. The four Chinese players rushed to catch up and achieved a lead.

"This... Sidao, Sidao is a Chinese player, Yuan Zheng."

The Japanese coach's excitement just now disappeared, and he said sullenly, "This player is 17 years old. In the 100-disc preliminaries held this morning, he broke the competition record with a time of 49 seconds. This record is only slower than the world record. [-] seconds, if he performs well, it is very likely that a new world record will be set in this game!"

"The last 25 meters! The last 25 meters! The critical moment has arrived! It is very fierce, very fierce, and the competition is not giving way. The champion of the 100-meter butterfly in the winter short course competition in my country is about to be born!! Who is it? It is the United States A player? Or a Chinese player? Or a player from our country?"

"Everyone, please pray! It's the last 10 meters! The competition has entered a fever pitch! Can you hear me? The sound of cheering on the field has been so loud that I can't hear my own voice!"

"Come on! Asada Maki! Come on!!"

……

"Brother Xiaozheng! Come on! Come on!!"

After shouting all the way, You Yue's face was blood red, and he shouted as if struggling for his life, his voice was sharp and even irritating, and his throat was aching.

The competition was too fierce, and he was too excited. Facing this kind of chasing competition, he hoped that Yuan Zheng could win the gold medal with all his heart, but he had nowhere to use his energy, all he could do was shout out loud , as if in this way the strength can be passed on.

In the final 25-meter sprint stage, he almost stared out and his throat burst!

Boiling, the audience is boiling!

Pass on hope and wishes through shouting!

come on!Players representing the country, come on!

……

The old Japanese coach still did not forget to explain at this tense moment.

"The last five meters, now is... now... it should be that the American player Rist is leading, and my country Asada Sanki is in the third place. This distance, the ranking should be determined..."

"Touch the wall!"

"Oh my god! The side-to-side technique of the Chinese players is even more perfect! This is the perfect side-to-side technique that can be included in textbooks!"

"..."

"My audience, my audience."

"The 100-meter butterfly competition is over. The Chinese team won No.49 in this event with a time of 1 seconds, which is [-] seconds slower than his score in the morning, but he is still the competition record for this event. Holder."

"Chinese players won No.3."

"The American player is still No.2, yes, No.2. He was overwhelmed by his teammates to win gold medals in several international competitions. He still only won a silver medal in today's competition."

"In the world of swimming, there are constant rookies and innovations. There will never be a shortage of capable young swimmers!"

"Okay, that's all for my commentary. In 10 minutes, I will continue to report on the final of the 50-meter butterfly."