In the stands.
The coach of the municipal sports school was chatting with Yang Zhuo when he saw him running.
"Old Li, look at the first one. He has a good build. His height, arm length, and leg length are very suitable for sprinting.”
"He's not bad. He should be on the sports team. He's either a sophomore or a senior.”
"What a pity."
While they were talking, Yang Zhuo had crossed the finish line and won the first place with a half-body lead.
After jogging for about 20 meters, the second runner looked at Yang Zhuo while panting.
In the 100m sprint, he was suppressed by 80m.
He wanted to surpass them, but he couldn't do so even if he tried his best.
That feeling.
It was so f * cking uncomfortable.
After that, Yang Zhuo went back to check the results.
11.47 seconds.
He was still half a second away from his best result.
In the preparation area.
Yang Zhuo came back and high-fived Zhao Hu.
Wang Jie also smiled and praised,"Not bad."
"Hehe."
"Yang Zhuo, you need to rest well.”
"Yes."
Yang Zhuo nodded.
This wasn't the school sports meet, and the opponents weren't that weak.
Especially in the 200m event, although he could reach the level of a second-class athlete, he was still able to compete in the 200m event.
However, there were definitely sports students of this level in the First and Second High Schools.
He couldn't be careless.
......
At noon.
In the classroom.
Zhang Lingling leaned on the desk and rested her chin on her hands."Qianqian, how's the competition going? Did Yang Zhuo win the championship?”
"How would I know? I don't have clairvoyance.”
His deskmate rolled his eyes and teased,"Our class monitor cares so much about Yang Zhuo?”
"Pfft, whatever comes out of your mouth will change!”
Zhang Lingling rebuked and continued,"Can you have a little collective sense of honor? Yang Zhuo is representing our school in the competition. If he wins the championship, our class will be honored.”
"Yes, yes, yes. Class monitor is right. I lack a sense of collective honor.”
"Virtuous!"
Zhang Lingling rolled her eyes and opened her textbook.
Reading books.
......
In the afternoon.
Yang Zhuo was resting, preparing for the 100m sprint in an hour.
In today's preliminaries, Second High's performance was not bad.
He and Zhao Hu entered the 100m sprint final, and he and another sports student entered the 200m sprint final.
One spot for the finals in the high jump.
There was only one final for the men's and women's 4x100m event, and no preliminaries.
In addition, there were also finals for the girls '400m, shot put, and long jump.
As for the events that could win the championship, besides Yang Zhuo's 100m and 200m, there were also the girls 'shot put and long jump.
No other project would work.
Their overall strength was far inferior to First Gao.
In the past, he had not even won a single championship.
Which event in track and field attracted the most attention?
It was undoubtedly the men's 100m sprint final.
It was the same for the Olympics. No event could compare to the attention and popularity of the men's 100m sprint final.
Therefore…
Yang Zhuo was now the core of the Second High School, a seeded player.
Wang Jie was always by his side.
Seeing that the 100m sprint final was approaching, she asked with concern,""How's your stamina recovery?"
In the morning preliminaries of the 200m sprint, Yang Zhuo met his opponent.
A sports student from First High.
He was about 185 cm tall and had long legs. His steps were really fast.
Yang Zhuo also ran with all his might and barely won.
In addition, he had run 100 meters, so he had exhausted a lot of his stamina.
"I've completely recovered."
"I'll definitely win the championship." Yang Zhuo stretched.”
"With your strength, as long as you perform normally, the championship will be yours. However,"
Wang Jie paused for a moment and continued,""If you want to get a ticket to the National Middle School Games, you must not only be the champion, but you must also perform stunningly enough to attract the attention of the leaders of the Sports Bureau.”
Every province had a delegation for the National Middle School Games.
Yang Zhuo didn't have any connections in this small county.
If one wanted to enter the delegation, one had to have absolute strength.
"The National Middle School Games?"
"I'll get the ticket," Yang Zhuo narrowed his eyes.”
Although the national competition wasn't that valuable, it was a good springboard for him.
From there, they could choose the professional athlete route of the provincial team, the route of the university sprinting team, or even the route of the Eighth National People's Liberation Army and the Avant-garde Sports Association.
It could be said that the sky was high and the birds were free to fly.
Of course, there was a prerequisite.
That was that he could get on that track and run a good result.
Therefore, Yang Zhuo had to give it his all in the 100m final of the National Games.
"Good luck!"
At the same time.
At First High.
The coach was also coaching the three finalists.
"Are you confident?"
"Coach, the first place in the second group of the preliminaries is very strong. I was suppressed the whole time, and I feel that he didn't use his power.”
"You mean the one in Second High?"
The coach had an impression of him." He was 11.47 seconds in the preliminaries. Even if he saved some strength, he could only run in 11.4 seconds at most. He Dong, your strength is definitely above his. Let him see our high level later."”
He Dong was a senior in high school. He had passed the national second-class athlete test last year.
The best result this year was 11.3 seconds.
It was also the coach's greatest source of confidence.
"Coach, don't worry. I'll definitely keep the championship in our school!”
The 100m sprint finals of the junior high school group had already begun.
The field became lively again.
In the stands.
The leaders who had left early in the morning were all here.
He could skip the preliminaries, but he couldn't miss the finals.
Especially the men's 100m final in the high school group.
The leader of the Sports Bureau sighed." The National Middle School Games will be held in August. Our county doesn't even have a single player who can take out.”
This matter was related to political achievements.
If the county could produce outstanding athletes, it proved that the Sports Bureau was doing a good job.
Hearing this, Principal Lin Changjun said,""It can't be helped. The spots have been taken by the sports school. The gap between ordinary students and sports school students is still too big.”
This kind of National Middle School Games was a high-level event.
For the sake of results, the provincial delegation would choose sports students from key middle schools or pure sports school students.
A poor county like Water Town had no competitive edge.
While they were talking, the 100m finals for the junior high team had already ended.
Next was the highlight, the men's 100m sprint final of the high school division.
"The men's 100m sprint final of the high school group will begin soon.”
The broadcast sounded.
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