In the afternoon.
The men's 100m sprint final of the National Middle School Games was about to begin.
Although the stadium's auditorium wasn't full, there were still more than half of them.
They were all here to watch the sprint final in the afternoon.
Starting zone.
The eight finalists were already moving their hands and feet, waiting for the starter's instructions.
Ma Zhuo was in lane 4, Liang Junxin was in lane 5, and Cui Hao was in lane 7.
Cui Hao didn't feel any pressure. He walked to Ma Zhuo's side and high-fived him."Ma Zhuo, you can do it!"
"Good luck!"
Ma Zhuo also looked relaxed.
Liang Junxin glanced at them and didn't say anything. He just moved his body.
The two of them didn't talk much. They returned to their seats and waited patiently.
In the stands.
The deputy head of the Nanhe Province sprinting team, Wang Qiangdong, the team leader, Xue Yue, the head coach, Zhao Guofu, and Wang Ling.
Everyone was paying attention to the 100m sprint final.
Although two people had entered the finals, they only paid attention to Ma Zhuo.
After all, Cui Hao's strength was limited, and he barely made it to the finals.
It was basically impossible to get a medal.
However, Ma Zhuo was different. He was very strong.
According to the situation of the semi-finals, the champion of the 100m sprint final would be between him and Liang Junxin.
Wang Qiangdong was both excited and worried." This Liang Junxin is too strong. I wonder if Ma Zhuo can win."”
Leader Xue Yue nodded." They are indeed strong, but Ma Zhuo still has a chance. Now, it depends on their recovery."”
The semi-finals and the finals were two hours apart. It was also a test of the players 'physical fitness.
Zhao Guofu frowned." This is Ma Zhuo's first time participating in such a competition. I'm worried that he'll be nervous. If he can use all his strength, I believe he has a chance to win."”
"Ma Zhuo is a competitive player. He won't be nervous. Instead, he'll be excited." Moreover, he would become stronger when he met a strong opponent. The stronger the opponent, the better he could perform.”
"I hope so." Xue Yue nodded.
At the same time.
Shuicheng County.
Zhang Yumin, who was watching TV, heard the dog barking and rushed to the courtyard.
Grandma Xia, the neighbor, was standing at the door.
"Yu Min, I'm here to find some pickles."
"Yes."
After saying that, Zhang Yumin thought of the men's 100-meter thrusting that was about to begin. She hurriedly said,"Auntie, come in first. I'll get it for you later.”
"I don't care."
Grandma Xia entered and asked,"What are you busy with at home?"”
"Didn't Zhuo go to the middle school sports meet? His competition is about to start.”
As they spoke, the two of them entered the central room.
At this moment.
On the screen, Ma Zhuo was already standing at the starting line, waiting for the starting gun to sound.
"It's starting, it's starting!"
Zhang Yumin hurried closer and stared at the screen.
Grandma Xia was surprised. Amazing!"
Zhang Yumin didn't say anything and just watched quietly.
Inside the stadium.
Ma Zhuo placed his hands on the plastic track in front of the starting line, all his attention on the starting gun.
For the 100m sprint, the start was very important.
Sometimes, the start of the race would decide who the champion would be.
Therefore…
After the starter gave the order to " get ready ", Ma Zhuo immediately went blank.
He did not think about anything else and just waited to hear the gunshots.
Shuicheng County.
Zhang Lingling was standing in front of the television with her fists clenched.
"You must win!"
"Go Ma Zhuo!"
At this moment.
"Pa!"
The starting gun sounded.
At the starting line.
Ma Zhuo's strength instantly exploded. He caught the starting block and instantly shot out.
Then, he leaned his center of gravity forward, lowered his head, and swung his arms to accelerate.
He couldn't, nor did he have the mood to worry about others at this time.
In the 100m sprint, a momentary distraction could lead to failure.
Ma Zhuo naturally wouldn't make such a low-level mistake.
In the stands.
Zhao Guofu waved his fist hard."Good reaction at the start!"
Wang Ling, on the other hand, made a trumpet gesture and shouted,"Go Ma Zhuo!"
13 meters.
Liang Junxin's body was completely upright.
His legs moved quickly, and his pace was extremely fast.
Ma Zhuo was still running with his head down.
20 meters.
He slowly raised his head.
Liang Junxin was half a body ahead of him.
In front of the television.
"Go Ma Zhuo!"
"Someone leaked oil!"
"Go Ma Zhuo!"
Even though she knew Ma Zhuo couldn't hear her, Zhang Lingling still shouted excitedly.
Seeing Liang Junxin overtake Ma Zhuo, she became even more anxious.
She wanted to grab Liang Junxin.
30 meters.
Ma Zhuo raised his head and started to change gears.
The frequency of his steps increased rapidly.
It tightly latched onto Liang Junxin, whose speed was about to reach its peak.
40 meters.
Liang Junxin glanced at Ma Zhuo from the corner of his eye and suddenly felt a trace of anxiety in his heart.
He knew that his speed was inferior to Ma Zhuo's.
If he couldn't pull away from Ma Zhuo, it would be even harder to shake him off when his speed reached its peak. He might even be overtaken.
He couldn't be distracted on the 100-meter race track.
Liang Junxin's heart was in a mess, so his running rhythm was also in a mess.
However, Ma Zhuo didn't care about him.
He was still swinging his arms with all his might.
Speed up!
Speed up again!
51 meters.
Ma Zhuo completed his acceleration and his speed reached its peak.
The next step was to maintain the high speed.
Liang Junxin, who was originally ahead of him, had already been overtaken by half a body.
But Ma Zhuo still didn't look at him.
Ma Zhuo never competed with others. He only competed with himself.
He wanted to maintain his speed as much as possible.
He wanted to win the championship!
He wanted to break the record!
In the stands.
"We've surpassed it, we've surpassed it!" Wang Ling shouted excitedly.”
Zhao Guofu understood Ma Zhuo's ability in the middle and later stages and was even more excited."We have a champion, we have a champion!"
Not far away.
Li Qing, the coach of Capital University's sprinting team, widened his eyes.
"This is running on the way, this is running on the way!”
"Stronger than the semifinals!"
Eighty meters.
Ma Zhuo's speed decreased.
But at this moment, Liang Junxin was already more than two meters away.
95 meters.
Ma Zhuo leaned forward and prepared to cross the line.
100 meters.
Lower your head and cross the line!
He won!
In the stands.
"Ah!"
Zhao Guofu roared angrily!
Champion!
The player he brought was the champion!
The deputy leader of the delegation, Wang Qiangdong, and the leader, Xue Yue, were also excited.
"Haha! The championship!"
"The championship is ours!"
"Ma Zhuo, good job! As expected of a good man from Nanhe Province!”
In front of the television.
"Ah! We won!"
"Champion!"
Zhang Lingling was overjoyed and jumped up and down. Those who didn't know better would think that China had won the World Cup.
On the other side.
Zhang Yumin's face was also filled with joy, and tears could not help but fall.
His son won the championship.
He did it.
Grandma Xia was also very happy." Yumin, you gave birth to a good son. Xiao Zhuo is really promising!" You can win the national competition!"
At the scene.
The strong inertia forced Ma Zhuo to continue running for about 30 meters before he completely stopped.
Then, panting, he turned around to look at the electronic timer.
10.35 seconds!
A new record for the men's 100m sprint in the National Middle School Games.
At this moment.
The delegation from Nanhe Province cheered.
Not only did he win the championship, but he also broke the record!
Wang Ling was so happy that she almost cried. He broke the record!"
Leader Xue Yue and Vice Leader Wang Qiangdong hugged each other."Can we report this time?"
"Haha, even if it's just this gold medal, it's enough!”
After saying that, Wang Qiangdong hugged Zhao Guofu again."Coach Zhao, you deserve a lot of credit! Also, Teacher Wang, you've contributed a lot! He discovered a genius like Ma Zhuo!"
"It was just luck." Wang Ling was a little embarrassed.”
On the other side.
Liang Junxin looked at Ma Zhuo's result on the monitor: 10.35 seconds.
He was dumbfounded.
He had lost.
Without any suspense, he lost to Ma Zhuo.
At this moment.
Ma Zhuo walked over and looked at him." Liang Junxin, you're distracted. Being distracted means failure!" I hope you can go all out the next time we fight.”
Liang Junxin didn't say anything. He turned around and walked back.
Cui Hao walked over and gave him a thumbs up."Ma Zhuo, awesome!"
"Hehe, just so-so!"
"F * ck, are you trying to act cool?"
Cui Hao grumbled unhappily and continued,"Let's go and find the coach. They must be very happy now!”
"Yes."
" Yes," Ma Zhuo replied. Then, he looked up at the stadium.
Noisy sounds and fluttering red flags!
This was only the beginning!
In the future, he wanted to win the championship on a bigger stage!
He wanted the entire audience to cheer for him!
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