[Competition] Strive for the top

You Le is now extremely excited.

It can be said that since learning to swim and participating in so many competitions, except for a few excessive tension before the competition, this is the first time that he has such a big mood swing before the competition.

How to describe this feeling?

Maybe he and Brother Xiaozheng hugged each other, kissed, rubbed and lubricated, and he spread his legs on Brother Xiaozheng's broad and strong shoulders, just waiting for someone to put on the cover and do it with "real guns and live ammunition" Time period is the most appropriate description.

Urgent, intolerable, even irresistible, excited to have a hard swim!

In the men's 50m freestyle preliminaries, the second group enters the field. According to the order of drawing lots, the game is No. 11, which is the third waterway of the second group.

Competing with him in the same group were players from a total of seven countries, including the famous French player Bernard, the German teenager Bender, the Kenyan player, and the Brazilian player. Although they had different skin colors, they were all strong and strong. The absolute thinnest one out there... he still lacks a bit of time to develop a more perfect body.

However, Yule is very lucky. He and the famous French player Bernal are in the adjacent swimming lanes. The close competition with the master can easily improve his results.

At the meeting last night, my uncle said that Bernal’s best time is 21 seconds. The world ranking No.11 in this event is 6 seconds faster than You Le. In the 50-meter race, this The gap is absolutely fatal... However, this result is just a daily result of the game, lacking the excitement of the game, so as long as it is played normally, it is not impossible to make progress during the game.

Of course... it is also possible to be too nervous and lose your standard.

You Le is more optimistic than his uncle, it's only [-] seconds, not even a blink of an eye, so as long as he works harder, he will definitely be able to swim better than this.

The radio was reporting the track, starting from the first waterway, and when it reached the third, it said: "China, Leyou."

In the distance, cheers erupted from a corner of the auditorium, in You Le's familiar language, and his teammates shouted: "You Le, come on."

You Le put on swimming goggles, smiled with the corners of his mouth curled up, raised his arms and beckoned, as a response.Then he walked to the pool and splashed a handful of water on his face, let the slightly cold water temperature help him lower his temperature, and muttered to himself: "Don't rush to jump in this state... just slow down."

"Prepare."

All the referees stand up and the players go to the starting platform.

You Le puffed out his cheeks, swung his arms and turned his shoulders, and stood on the starting point of the three roads.

Underfoot, the water swayed and shimmered.

On the top of the head, the sun was shining brightly, scorching hot on the naked skin, making the skin hot from the sun, like a thirsty plant, longing for the moisture of water.

You Le turned his ankle, stepped on the pedal with one foot, then bent his body, clasped his hands on the edge of the diving platform, looked at a place in the water, and was ready to go.

My uncle once said: "In the 50 meters, you should pay attention to two points. One is to start, and the other is to touch the wall. If you do these two things well, you will win."

So... You Le, you can't skip the jump, and you can't slow down by even a tenth of a second. Concentrate on it, and take out the beautiful water dive that you have rehearsed tens of thousands of times!

"Everyone is in your place!"

Before the game, the countdown of the last two seconds officially entered.

"2..."

"1..."

"Beep!" The starting gun rang!

You Le, who was counting silently in his heart, stepped on his feet, and flew out ferociously like a predatory goshawk!

"Crash!" The sound of entering the water sounded.

The angle of Yule entering the water is relatively close, but he is not the closest one.

Nearly ten meters into the diving stage, I saw black shadows running forward in the water, and once again came out of the water, the situation has been vaguely revealed.

The French star Bernard and the German teenager Bender entered the water perfectly, especially Bernard. Leading edge!

You Le and the Kenyan teenager are in the second row, half an arm's length shorter than Bernardo. Such a disadvantage does not exist for events above 100 meters, but in 50 meters, especially the fastest-paced 50-meter freestyle Among them, it is a very worrying problem.

You Mingjie felt that You Le was lucky to be in the adjacent swimming pool with Bernard, but in fact, from the moment he entered the water, You Le had no time to look at the people around him.

50 meters...too short...

You must gather your mind and go all out!

Perfectly control the stroke posture of the arm, no need to compete with the frequency, the focus is still on the effectiveness of each stroke.At the same time, the movement of the legs is an equally important push...

"Gululu..." On those slender thighs, bubbles like boiling hot water appeared before everyone's eyes again.

Lochte's coach, Mr. Jones, is also working with the Chinese team. Yuan Zheng's foreign training coach said to the bearded man beside him: "See? The third way."

There was a strange light in the coach's eyes, and he nodded: "His legs... are great!"

"Yes, that's the man I was talking about." Coach Jones nodded. "I've been paying attention to him on the training ground a few days ago. I've never seen such a perfect kicker in a game."

The coach pursed his lips, his eyes followed You Le, and the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

The coaches in the field are talking about amusement.

too obvious.

The advantages and abilities are too obvious!

This has nothing to do with speed, but when the water splashes from everyone's legs, only the legs of You Yue are staggered like boiling water, and the bubbles are bubbling up.

And his speed is not slower than any other player.

The control of the legs is too strong!

A red line appeared on the live TV screen in the United States. At the beginning of 25 meters, the red line was following the four-way Bernard, but when there were 15 meters left, it was not sure who was the first after the red line. You Le was on an equal footing with Bernard! !

The famous American sports commentator exclaimed: "Oh God! Look what I see? Look at his legs, the splash of water on his legs! Oh my God! It's so beautiful! It's like a motor... just a motor! Look!" Have you seen the delicate blisters? I even feel like being washed by the blisters!"

"This is... this is... the Chinese team, the young player Le of the Chinese team. You, yes he is a young player, he is not even 16 years old this year!!"

"Is this the secret weapon of the Chinese team?"

"Oh, the last eight meters, seven meters... I began to expect this young player to win the first place in this competition..."

"You Le! Come on!" Uncle Han stood up excitedly, clenched his fists tightly and shouted.

"Brother Lele, come on!" Uncle Han's six-year-old grandson roared childishly.

Yuan Li held up the video camera, staring wide-eyed while looking at the scene and the picture. In a few seconds, his eyeballs rolled seven or eight times.

You Mingjie and Zhou Ming held their breaths and straightened their backs.

American sports commentators yelled in the studio: "Four meters..."

"OMG! I'm so excited!"

"Three meters, three meters! I saw it, Le. It's beyond the line!"

"Finally to the side, finally to the side, can Bernard still make a comeback?"

"Oh no...he can't! The game is over!"

"Let's take a look at the results of this young player from China..."

You Le soaked in the swimming pool, holding the starting pole under the take-off platform with one hand, gasping for breath, squinting at the white numbers on the big screen on the left.

The reason for myopia, in fact, he has been distinguishing for a long time...

First Road, Australia, Evansted.Krisdona, 22

Second Road, Kenya, Sally, 22 seconds 65

The third way, China, amusement, 21 seconds 11

Fourth Road, France, Bernard, 21 seconds 20

……

Confirmed again... You Le grinned, picked his nose, and smiled... Not to mention the first place in the group, he even tied Bernal's best result...

probably?Read that right?

There was a sharp whistle coming from the Chinese team's competition area, You Le turned his head to look over, his blurred vision was not able to distinguish people, but it didn't prevent him from returning a bright smile.

Hi!I won, right?

Zhou Ming patted You Mingjie's thigh and nodded frequently, sighed, and said incoherently: "Fortunately, I didn't get stuck with you when you transferred here, so I signed it quickly...I'm so fucking wise!"

You Mingjie rubbed his nose and grinned, his expression and movements were exactly the same as those in the water.

Playing in the water and walking on the shore is a feeling of attention.

He didn't know, everyone was looking at his legs.

Slender, straight, powerful legs.

The on-field cameras chased him, first giving a full close-up of his face, then a full close-up of his legs.

"Oh, what a pair of beautiful long legs," said the narrator in the U.S. during a close-up of the legs.

Coach Jones and the coach sitting next to him chased You Le's back until he disappeared. The coach said, "Are you still working with the Chinese team?"

Coach Jones nodded: "Yes."

The coach said, "Then... he should be sent to you?"

Coach Jones thought for a moment, then shook his head uncertainly: "I don't know...he's very good..."

"China will want him to be better," said the coach.

"perhaps."

"If..." the coach hesitated, and said, "If he comes, you must pay attention to how he trains his legs."

Coach Jones nodded: "Of course."

You Le was stopped by American reporters when he entered the locker room, and a huge microphone was handed to him. The interviewer was a male reporter, speaking in pure English.

You Le maintained a perfect smile, nodded to the camera, made a wrong step, and walked to the side.

The reporter was still following behind, Yuan Zheng greeted him, raised his hand to the camera, and spoke a few sentences in fluent English.The reporter looked at You Le regretfully and had to give up the interview.

You Le quickly walked to the locker room. The moment he entered the door, he turned around and hugged Yuan Zheng fiercely. With five fingers, he grabbed the clothes on Yuan Zheng's back. mark.

You Le murmured: "I'm so happy...I don't know what to do now...I killed Bernard...God! I actually killed him, I...I..."

Yuan Zheng patted him on the back with a slight smile, and said comfortingly, "You're awesome, you're so awesome that I'm even envious..."

"What are you talking about?" You Le was blushed by Yuan Zheng's praise, and she let go of her hand in embarrassment, stepped back a little, and in the blink of an eye, she finally recovered.

"Really." Yuan Zheng suddenly raised his hand to support his face, tiptoed slightly, and planted a kiss on his forehead.Today, such actions have become more difficult.

"..." You Le stared at him blankly, his face turned even redder, and his wet eyes were covered with a layer of pink enamel. Against the backdrop of the light color of the eyes, it seemed like water mist .