Let's be a world champion first! [sports]

"Congratulations Yu Shuang!!"

In the commentary room, Lin Xuwen loudly congratulated Yu Shuang for his ranking.

This silver medal can be said to be a long-awaited booster for the 400-meter sprint event in Chinese track and field. It has revived the 400-meter sprint event and its fans who have been silent for a long time.

Although in fact, Yu Shuang's silver medal in this match was due to the decline of Basham's state in the second half, but people with a discerning eye can also see that even without Bassam's accidental injury at the moment, Yu Shuang could at least be able to win. There is a bronze medal in hand.

For Chinese track and field fans who have been waiting for too many years, this is enough.

In the auditorium, in the position of the Chinese players area, Huang Wenyu and other Chinese team officials and staff were also a little excited. Anyone can see how great the joy in their hearts is.

In the backcourt lounge, Tian Wenhan was stunned after Yu Shuang crossed the line, unable to recover for a long time.

"silver medal……"

Tian Wenhan's eyes were astonished, and he paused for a long time with a half-smile on his face, and finally leaned his head against the white wall behind him, closed his eyes deeply, and did not open them for a long time.

Both Xing Yuanzhi and You Yun could see that even though Tian Wenhan closed his eyes, there were still tears in the corners of his eyes.

Soon, the final score of the men's 400-meter sprint final was shown on the big screen on the field.

Bassem failed to finish the race and had no results. Among the remaining 7 players, Abbas ranked first. Although the time of 44 seconds did not break his PB, it was already a very good result.

And when everyone's eyes were on the No.2 result, the result of 45 seconds made the track and field fans cheer again!

Although I haven't been able to break through the 45 level, I'm still a little far from the national record of 30.

But they clearly saw the dawn in front of them.

It only needs to be improved a little bit, just a tiny 0.07 seconds!

At that time, Yu Shuang will be able to break through the heavy number that shackles China's 400-meter sprint event...

From the 100-meter semi-finals to the 400-meter finals, the highlights of two consecutive races made the track and field fans excited, and finally felt a little tired.

But even if they were tired, everyone's faces were filled with joyful smiles.

On the field, after seeing his results, Yu Shuang smirked a little, but he quickly looked around and saw that the staff of the Qatar team had arrived on the field, and the waiting medical staff also immediately He stepped forward to observe Bassem's injuries, and Bassam was also lying on a stretcher and was quickly transported off the court, ready to be sent to the hospital for a more detailed examination.

Seeing Basham's situation, Yu Shuang scratched his head and didn't speak.

In fact, he also knew that it shouldn't be, the situation on the field is what it should be, but Yu Shuang felt that he was not as happy as he expected to win the silver medal after defeating the injured Bassam.

He faintly felt that maybe if Bassem was not injured, after fighting with Bassam and Abbas in the end, he won the bronze medal... he should be much happier than he is now.

Maybe next time……

Next time he will definitely be able to have a complete match with Basham!

After leaving the arena, under the guidance of the staff, after completing the post-match urine test and other items, Yu Shuang returned to the waiting room briskly.

It is not yet 8 o'clock, and there are still only Xing Yuanzhi, Tian Wenhan, and You Yun in the lounge. Xian Wangxing and Su Qian are still resting in the cubicle of the lounge, trying to recover their physical fitness for the 100 minutes later. m final.

In the lounge, Tian Wenhan's emotions had already subsided, and after seeing Yu Shuang push the door in, he didn't express too much emotion, he just nodded, indicating that Yu Shuang ran well.

"...But don't think that this silver medal is your real strength. If it wasn't for Bassam's injury during the game, this silver medal wouldn't be your turn." Tian Wenhan began to educate Yu Shuang, hoping that Yu Shuang would not lose it because of today's Asian Games. The silver medal and the tail is up to the sky.

Who knows, Yu Shuang nodded when he said a word, as if he agreed with him very much.

Tian Wenhan:?

"You nod to agree with what I said?"

Yu Shuang continued to nod, and then asked: "Coach, when is Bassam's next game? I want to compete with him again!"

Tian Wenhan: ...

Looking at Yu Shuang's anxious look, Tian Wenhan understood——his plan was for nothing. Yu Shuang, this guy, has never forgotten Basham's hurdle in his heart. He probably sincerely felt that His silver medal in this game was not solid.

Fine.

Although it was a futile fight, Tian Wenhan was quite happy that Yu Shuang could maintain this mentality. After all, Yu Shuang's current mentality was much stronger than the mentality of floating after winning a silver medal in the Asian Games.

It's just...

Tian Wenhan glanced at Yu Shuang, and said, "Basham's next game? Let's talk about it after he recovers from his injury!"

"Oh……"

Visible to the naked eye, Yu Shuang quickly became a little sluggish because of this answer.

The time quickly turned to nearly 8:30. In the lounge where he was still watching the live broadcast of the event calmly, Xing Yuanzhi had already started to raise his wrist constantly to look at the time of the watch on his wrist.

The atmosphere in the lounge visibly became tense and anxious. Even if the next game had nothing to do with Tian Wenhan, he couldn't help but fell into anxiety.

Among them, You Yun seemed the calmest, but he lowered his eyes and did not continue to watch other events on the field.

Tian Wenhan knew clearly that Xing Yuanzhi was experiencing his anxiety before Yu Shuang's match at this moment, and this anxiety was even worse than him.

Because Yu Shuang's 400-meter sprint, in fact, as long as Yu Shuang doesn't run to the bottom, he can explain it, but Xian Wangxing is different.

Xian Wangxing has the task of winning gold on his back.

This is not only the task of the team, but also the goal he set for himself.

The hour hand turned to 8:30, Xing Yuanzhi and You Yun stood up almost at the same time, and then they looked at each other, Xing Yuanzhi was stunned for a moment, rubbed his eyebrows, and said: "You Yun, you go."

The men's 100-meter sprint final was at 21:25, and it was time to call Xian Wangxing and Su Qian.

Seeing the way the two of them stood up at the same time, you can tell that they have been counting down the time in their hearts, not wanting to wake up Xian Wangxing and Su Qian too early, but also afraid of being too late.

You Yun shook his head and smiled, then turned around to go to the cubicle, but before he opened the door, he found that Xian Wangxing and Su Qian had already opened the door from the other side of the cubicle.

They were both awake and organized.

"It's time to warm up." Xian Wangxing said.

Compared with the coaches waiting in the waiting room, Xian Wangxing seemed calmer and more determined.

Beside him, Su Qian yawned slightly, his hair was a little disheveled by his sleep, but he seemed to be in good condition.

After yawning, Su Qian looked at You Yun expectantly: "Brother Yun, I'm going to prepare for the 100-meter final!"

You Yun was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly and said, "Go ahead, come on for the finals!"

"Oh, of course! I will do my best!" Su Qian's eyes were shining brightly. Even though he had exhausted all his strength in the semi-finals not long ago, more than an hour of deep sleep hadn't replenished his physical energy. It's over, but it doesn't stop him from looking forward to the next game in the slightest.

The other people in the lounge, looking at the silent Xian Wangxing and the expectant Su Qian, didn't do anything extra, just said "Come on" to them one by one.

Xian Wangxing and Su Qian also nodded earnestly, then left the waiting room together and walked towards the warm-up venue.

After the two of them left, the lounge returned to silence for a while.

Even Yu Shuang didn't dare to say anything nonsensical in such an atmosphere.

As the track and field event has always attracted the most attention, the final of the 100-meter sprint was scheduled to be the last game tonight, which is a well-deserved big axis of the audience.

When the time node was getting closer and closer to 9:25, the track and field fans who thought they would not be nervous at first became nervous one by one.

On the Internet, some people feel that they have a crow mouth physique, and they lose any game they watch. So at this stage, he even turned off his TV and live broadcast directly, and only started to scroll anxiously on Weibo. Especially @ a few of his good friends, and asked his friends to tell him after the final results of the [-]-meter final came out.

I also want to pray to gods and Buddha on Weibo to pray for good luck. I just hope that Xian Wangxing and Su Qian can perform smoothly tonight, and there will be no accidents. The accidental injury of Basham in the previous 400 meters has made many track and field fans heartbroken. Once tight, they don't want to have the same unexpected problem in the 100-meter race.

In the live broadcast room, as the time approached 9:25, Li Hai and Lin Xuwen also showed obvious anxiety.

Glancing at the time, it was almost 9:20, and in the live footage, it could be seen that in the channel where the contestants appeared, the staff was signaling that the contestants in the [-]-meter final could come on stage.

Li Hai and Lin Xuwen also took a deep breath.

to start.

Li Hai opened his mouth and said in a cautious and expectant tone: "Friends in the audience, what everyone is looking forward to tonight is the men's 100-meter sprint final, which is about to begin! The athletes have already made preparations. We welcome their debut together, and wish them an ideal result in tonight's [-]-meter final!"