" Good kid!!!" Department Director Tang shouted,"This is the real Usain Bolt's running style.”
"When did he master it?"
"Hahaha!"
He shouted excitedly, completely disregarding his image.
However, facing this scene, which Chinese person could maintain their image? Or rather, which person could not be shocked?
Especially when Zhang Yao was still accelerating.
Okamura Hanzo? The enemy they thought was strong?
Now, he had already been pulled away by a total of six bodies.
This was no longer a question of whether or not he could reach the top, but whether or not he could break the record!
An Asian record!
The millions of viewers in front of the live broadcast had excited expressions on their faces as they stared at the screen.
The tens of thousands of Chinese spectators in the stadium jumped up and waved the national flag with all their might!
"Charge! The Asian record will be set today!"
"Zhang Yao!"
"Create a miracle!"
Zhang Yao's speed continued to soar as he shouted crazily. It was as if he had no limits.
On the contrary, Okamura Hanzo felt his chest burning.
He felt extremely humiliated. As a god of Japan, how could he lose to a Chinese?
Therefore, he was also crazily erupting, but the difference in speed was too great.
Ahhhh!
He roared madly in his heart.
They ran desperately, but they could only watch as the gap between the two sides continued to widen.
It was a kind of despair that felt like he was falling into the abyss bit by bit.
In the end…he could only let out a helpless rage.
"Bastard!"
"Bastard!" The Japanese vice minister's eyes were spewing fire, and his heart was filled with anger.
He had charged so fiercely at the beginning of the game, but in the end, the short distance of ten meters had become like this.
Trash!
Hanzo, are you worthy of Japan?
How could the glory of Japan be taken away by the Chinese?
But no matter how he thought about it, it was meaningless.
Only the cheers of Huaxia could be heard, and the prelude to the national song began.
It was already 90 meters.
Zhang Yao was still the best.
There was nothing that could stop him.
The only thing they were looking forward to now was the results.
Phew--
As expected, Zhang Yao was the first to break through the finish line.
Okamura Hanzo was next. His results this time were also not bad.
9.96 seconds could be said to have created a career record and broken his own limit.
But no one cared about him.
Instead, they all looked at the red board. They were waiting for Zhang Yao's results.
Very quickly.
A huge red number appeared.
9.88 seconds!
Compared to Zhang Yao's best result of 9.89 seconds in the track and field team, he had improved by 0.01 seconds.
This was the huge change brought about by running.
" Ahhhhh!!!" The CCTV reporter went crazy. He knew what this meant.
Therefore, even in front of millions of viewers, he still lost his composure.
"9.88 seconds! 9.88 seconds! Not only did Zhang Yao reach the top, but he also created a record.”
"It's an Asian record that belongs to China!”
"Compared to Okamura Hanzou's 9.97 seconds, he's almost 0.1 seconds faster!”
He was not the only one who lost his composure.
The foreign reporters were also dumbstruck by the results.
"F * ck!" Grimm roared without caring about his image.
"How can a Chinese person achieve such a result? Did he eat weed?"
Because his best time was only 9.87 seconds.
The difference was only 0.01 seconds.
It was very likely that this number would be surpassed by a starting reaction or an abnormal state.
This made him feel immense pressure.
If Zhang Yao really surpassed him to win the championship, then he would be the sinner of the Americans!!!
He could imagine what the reporters would say.
The humiliation of the Americans. For the first time, the Chinese in Asia broke the black monopoly!
Bullshit!
But no one cared about him.
The CCTV reporter rushed forward and shouted at the top of his lungs,"Zhang Yao! Zhang Yao, you're amazing!"
This kind of behavior was completely out of character for a reporter.
But who cared?
Even the millions of Chinese viewers in front of the live broadcast were shouting without caring about their image.
There were even people hugging and dancing in joy.
This moment belonged to China!
No matter how many slogans were shouted before the game, no matter how loud they were.
No matter how exaggerated the fanatical atmosphere was, they were all faintly worried.
At this moment, there was no need to worry at all because Zhang Yao had done it, and he had done it even better!
The suppressed emotions of the Chinese people were completely ignited. They could only cheer and celebrate.
"Long live China!" The scene was even crazier.
The Chinese audience who were waving the five-star red flag even wanted to jump down and hug Zhang Yao.
"Zhang Yao! What do you want to say now?" The reporter regained his composure and handed the microphone to Zhang Yao.
Zhang Yao saw the reporters 'madness and heard the crazy shouts around him.
A great sense of glory rose in his heart, but more than that, he was filled with lofty aspirations.
"What I want to say is that it's not enough!”
"What I want is not the first place in Asia, nor the Asian record, but the championship!”
"It's about reaching the top of the world!"
His eyes sparkled like stars, and his voice suddenly rose."China will eventually reach the top of the world!"
" China will eventually reach the top of the world…" The reporter muttered to himself before he suddenly roared," That's right!”
" China will finally reach the top…"
Millions of viewers heard this.
They all roared in low voices.
That's right!
Huaxia would finally reach the top of the world!
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