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

"what's the situation?"

"That Su Qian can catch up to Xu Zhanjun with bare feet?"

"Didn't Mr. Zheng of the track and field team say that Xu Zhanjun's talent is comparable to that of few people in the country in his age group?"

The people who were surprised were not only the students of No. [-] Middle School, but Yang Xiulei, Zheng Guoping and the staff of the event organizer were all stunned on the spot.

Different from the pure astonishment of the students, the amount of information exposed in this competition, for Yang Xiulei and the others, could almost blow their minds.

Su Qian, a student who has never received formal professional training in the past, can actually run on the track with a result close to that of a young professional athlete? !

How can this be? !

After seeing the result of the game, Yang Xiulei didn't even have time to think about anything more, but turned his head to check the result data on the timer immediately.

There are only two isolated data on the timer. The first one belongs to Xu Zhanjun, who crossed the line half a step ahead, with a time of 10 seconds. The second one belongs to Su Qian, who is only half a step behind, with a time of 86 seconds.

This……

Under such crude preparations just now, Su Qian can actually run into the standard of a national first-class athlete? !

Yang Xiulei stayed for a moment, and soon, he noticed a more critical piece of information.

Xu Zhanjun's starting reaction time is 0.176, which is considered an acceptable data, but Su Qian, who is in second place, has a starting reaction time of only 0.143 seconds.

Is this a coincidence or his real reaction data?

Yang Xiulei was really shocked. After being surprised, there was a burst of ecstasy!

genius!

This kid Su Qian is undoubtedly a genius!

Zheng Guoping beside him was also full of amazement: "This Su Qian! He actually ran within 10 seconds and 90!" At this point, Zheng Guoping remembered Su Qian's usual appearance when he was not found in class, and laughed and cursed: " This kid, what's going on in class! If I remember correctly, his grades are all swaying around 14 seconds, right? This guy, is he taking a walk when he usually runs [-] meters in class?!"

Both Zheng Guoping and Yang Xiulei were still feeling emotional. Su Qian picked up another treasure in this casual test. At the other end, at the end of the track, Su Qian glanced at himself on the electronic timer after running past the finish line. The results, but immediately withered down.

10 seconds 88...

Su Qian squeezed his arm, then looked at his leg, frowning tightly.

In the dream, he is hitting the 10 level with Clark. Clark's score is slightly better than his. The current PB is 50, and his PB is 10. It is said that there is a gap, but this gap can be Said to be negligible.

He guessed that in reality, if he was really talented, he would at least have a score of less than 10 in 70 seconds, right?

The data of 10 in 88 seconds is really a bit bad for his expected state...

Thinking of this, Su Qian became a little depressed. In reality, isn't he really a super genius like in his dream?

On the side, Xu Zhanjun didn't know what Su Qian was thinking. He only knew that he had not fully recovered his physical fitness and was not fully prepared after finishing the previous preliminaries in this race just now. Under such circumstances, he was able to run a time of 10 seconds...

All this is because of the pressure brought to him by his usual opponent, Su Qian.

He even felt that the pressure brought to him by Su Qian in the competition just now was greater than the pressure brought to him by the two strong opponents Lu Qing and Li Kai in the preliminaries not long ago.

Moreover, in the competition just now, he clearly had so many advantages over Su Qian, but in fact, he was only 0.02 seconds faster than Su Qian, who was running barefoot...

Thinking of all the doubts he had about Su Qian before, Xu Zhanjun felt his face hurt a little, just this, it was a shock to him.

This Su Qian is not talking about talking, he is really capable!

However, this Su Qian, why did he look unhappy after running?

When Xu Zhanjun and the listless Su Qian walked back to where the others were, before Yang Xiulei and the others could say anything, Wang Xincheng and other students from No. [-] Middle School jumped up first.

"Wow! Su Qian, you are so awesome! You are actually as fast as Xu Zhanjun!"

"Su Qian, why didn't you run fast in class before?"

"Wow, Su Qian, why are you running barefoot? I just saw you running barefoot and felt jio pain. Don't you feel pain?"

The students chattered a lot, but the last one asked a key question.

Zheng Guoping and Yang Xiulei also walked over from the side at this moment, Zheng Guoping also smiled and said: "Yes, Su Qian, how did you think of going barefoot on the track?"

Surrounded by the crowd, Su Xiaoqian was still immersed in the melancholy of his "mediocre talent", Su Qian raised his head in a daze.

"Huh? Bare feet? Because the soles of my shoes are too thick."

The shoes of top sprinters not only pursue the reduction of recoil and grip, but also the ultimate naked feeling. Generally speaking, the spikes worn by high-level athletes only focus on one or two hundred grams, and athletes want to feel better. The power transmission is all bare feet and shoes, and will not affect the feeling of feet when wearing socks.

Just as Su Qian answered as a matter of course, in the absence of suitable running shoes, compared to running barefoot and running in his pair of thick-soled air-cushioned sneakers, the feeling and feedback of barefoot are obviously better.

Zheng Guoping and Yang Xiulei couldn't help laughing when they heard Su Qian's words.

Of course they knew Su Qian's intention of taking off his pair of thick-soled shoes. Many people, including athletes, like to pursue the feeling of running barefoot. An important prerequisite - Su Qian must have absolutely correct running posture and technique.

When they watched Su Qian take off his shoes before, they were a little worried, but after watching the match between Su Qian and Xu Zhanjun, it is obvious that they don't have to worry.

Su Qian, this little guy, although his running posture and technique can be seen to be jerky, but whether it is the preparation movement at the start, the kicking and stretching when the start explodes, and the swinging arms and hips when accelerating at the start, the overall technique is surprisingly good. Very standard.

I don't know who taught this child?

At this moment, Yang Xiulei was already thinking that he had to bring Su Qian back to his track and field individual Olympic reserve talent base. He was still calculating carefully in his mind to see which coach in the base was suitable to teach Su Qian. Kid—you have to be kinder, this kid is really terrible when he gets angry sometimes.

Zheng Guoping was also very happy in his heart. He retired as a professional athlete and became a physical education teacher in an ordinary high school. Many of his friends were not very optimistic about his formation of a track and field team in an ordinary school. Who knows?This blessing is approaching, and it cannot be stopped.

Suddenly there were two top seedlings, Xu Zhanjun and Su Qian.

Of these two, Xu Zhanjun is a little older, 16 years old, and Su Qianke is only 15 years old. Even if he can't make it to this year's World Junior Championships, he can practice for two years with Su Qian's talent, and he will be in the world two years later. Less competition, are you afraid that Su Qian won't get a place?

As a result, Yang Xiulei, Zheng Guoping, and the staff of the organizer who watched the match were very excited, but Su Qian was the only one who looked listless.

Yang Xiulei didn't notice Su Qian's appearance, so he spoke to Su Qian and Xu Zhanjun first: "After this trial, there will be a training camp for the youth team in the national team. However, as the track and field director of the reserve talent base, I still have the qualifications for recommendation.”

Speaking of this, Yang Xiulei smiled and said to Zheng Xingguo: "After I go back today, I will put both Su Qian and Xu Zhanjun on my recommendation list. In addition, there will be some training camps here in the follow-up reserve talent base. Before now, I will send an official letter to your unit to invite two students to join the camp."

Hearing Yang Xiulei's words, Zheng Xingguo burst into a smile: "That's great, thank you, Director Yang!"

With Yang Xiulei's words, Xu Zhanjun's goal of the selection competition has been successfully achieved.

After hearing his name, Su Qian raised his head and looked at Yang Xiulei with some doubts: "Ah? Why do you still have me?"

Hey!

Listen to this question!

Yang Xiulei frowned: "What's the matter? You're not happy?!"

What he didn't say in his heart was that he couldn't do it if he didn't like it!

It’s hard to find such a good seedling—although he had excellent grades in his youth, most of them have mediocre grades in adulthood, but Su Qian’s situation is different. Even if he can’t grow into a top player, he can definitely grow into an excellent player. level players.

After he really grows up, he will combine theory with practice to take charge of the coach, coupled with his precise ability to observe the player's state, this is what people look forward to the most!

Yang Xiulei's heart was full of preparations and perfections for many plans, but Su Qian raised his head lazily and gave Yang Xiulei a blank look.

"But isn't this kind of training to select young people with top talents?"

"Yes?"

Su Qian asked blankly: "Then... I'm not suitable?"

……

Ok?

Everyone around was quiet for a few seconds—what do you mean?

Xu Zhanjun, who was standing next to Su Qian, fell into a strange silence. What does Su Qian mean?His talent is not suitable, so Xu Zhanjun is not suitable either?

Su Qian's tablemate Wang Xincheng couldn't hold back, and when everyone was silent, he said, "Ah, is this the natural master of Versailles?"

puff.

As soon as these words came out, the students in No. [-] Middle School accidentally laughed.

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Su Qian finally recovered from his listless state. He also realized that what he just said was inappropriate, but he still felt that he only ran 10 seconds. brooding.

After all, in his dream, even when he secretly released the water, he would not drop out of 10 seconds 70.

After struggling for a while, he scratched his head and said with embarrassment: "I didn't mean that..."

Yang Xiulei rubbed Su Qian's head with a smile. Although he didn't know why Su Qian thought he had no talent, it didn't prevent people around him from seeing Su Qian's level of talent clearly.

Xu Zhanjun squinted his eyes angrily, and said to Su Qian: "Although your talent is very good, mine is also very good. Today I only beat you by 0.02 seconds, but if you don't take part in the training well, next time I will It can definitely surpass you by more than 0.2 seconds!"

Su Qian blinked, and under Xu Zhanjun's persistent gaze, he also looked at Xu Zhanjun, and then responded slowly: "Oh."

Hearing Su Qian's answer, Xu Zhanjun almost rolled his eyes - oh you're so big!He originally thought that this Su Qian would be the kind of green tea who shrewdly took advantage of loopholes and showed his presence during the commentary, but now it looked like he was a little fool.

Xu Zhanjun was a little angry. After seeing the stupid hair on Su Qian's head, he couldn't help imitating Yang Xiulei and rubbed Su Qian's head.

Hey, let alone, it feels pretty good!

In the end, Xu Zhanjun took his hand away under Su Qian's glaring gaze and iron palm.

When the game ended in the morning, it was nearly 12 o'clock. Now that Su Qian and Xu Zhanjun finished the game, it was already past [-]:[-]. The staff saw that this was temporarily over, so they hurriedly greeted Su Qian and others for dinner.

"Guide Yang, Xiaoqian, hurry up, hurry up, after dinner, we still need your commentary for the 200m and 400m races in the afternoon, we are running out of time!"

Yang Xiulei nodded immediately: "Okay, let's go."

The lunch at noon was quite simple, and the organizers helped to order a boxed lunch, but the nutrition was adequate, and no one would pick on anything during this busy time.

Because the food is simple, it tastes fast. After eating, Yang Xiulei thought about it and asked Su Qian, "Xiaoqian, have you studied the 200 meters and 400 meters in the afternoon?"

Su Qian didn't quite understand the meaning of Yang Xiulei's question.

Yang Xiulei laughed and said: "That is to say, if I ask you to choose which runners in the same group can run well in the 200m and 400m, can you do it?"

"Oh." Su Qian blinked, then nodded: "Yes."

Seeing Su Qian's answer so affirmatively, Yang Xiulei took a breath, thought for a while, and felt that it's better not to make the child too high-profile, so he said to Su Qian: "I won't tell you about this in the game later, but Before the start of each group preliminaries, write down your predicted top three rankings for me on paper, is that okay?"

This request was not a problem for Su Qian, he easily responded: "Okay."

Next, the game started in the afternoon. The audience in the live broadcast room had expected that they might also see Su Qian’s prophecy legend in the game in the afternoon. Unfortunately, in the live broadcast of the game in the afternoon, neither Yang Xiulei nor Su Qian Bring up the subject again.

In the live broadcast room, there was a barrage of regrets.

[Oh, what a pity, I thought we could see Xiaoqian make another wave of master prophecy! 】

[Perhaps he is not good at observing 200m and 400m races? 】

There are also sharp-eyed audiences.

[No, look!Before the start of each preliminaries, Su Qian would write a note to Brother Lei, and after that group of preliminaries, Lei would look at the note in his hand, obviously surprised. 】

[...Fuck, so the prediction is actually still going on, but you just won't show it to us? 】

[Maybe because Xiaoqian is still young, so it's not suitable for being too high-profile? 】

At the same time as the domestic track and field world junior championship trials were going on.

On the same day, in Singapore, slightly earlier, the trials for the World Junior Athletics Championships in Singapore also started on the same day. On the 100-meter and 200-meter tracks, there was a 15-year-old with dark brown skin, golden brown hair and light golden pupils. The [-]-year-old mixed-race boy, in this race, ran a result that amazed the audience!