August 19th.
In the morning.
Zhang Lingling excitedly turned on the television.
In the end.
The morning matches of the National Middle School Games were not broadcasted live.
"Don't tell me the preliminaries aren't worthy of a live broadcast?”
Zhang Lingling was very depressed.
However…
This was normal. After all, it was not an international competition and it did not receive much attention. Central TV naturally would not waste resources to broadcast the preliminaries.
The semi-finals and finals in the afternoon would definitely be broadcasted live.
Especially the 100m event.
At the same time.
In the stadium, Yang Zhuo and Cui Hao were already warming up.
They were not in the same group for the preliminaries.
This was also a rule. Regardless of whether it was the preliminaries or the semi-finals, the contestants of each delegation would not be in the same group.
It was a form of protection.
"Yang Zhuo, the audience is so small today. It's less than half of the opening ceremony.”
Cui Hao was a little disappointed.
Yang Zhuo rolled his eyes." Bro, it's just the preliminaries in the morning. How many people are willing to watch it?"”
This was the truth.
There weren't many spectators for the track and field competition, and now it was the preliminaries, so it was really difficult to arouse their interest.
The finals were still worth watching.
Cui Hao sighed." I know there will be a lot of spectators in the afternoon, but with my level, I'm not sure if I can make it to the finals.”
He was originally very confident.
However, after being crushed by Yang Zhuo, he lost his confidence.
If the Nanhe Province delegation had a genius like Yang Zhuo, what about the other delegation?
Thinking about it this way, his results were really difficult.
"Cui Hao, you have to believe in yourself. Let's join hands and take first and second place.”
"Good! You fight for first, I fight for second! F * ck, I'll go all out!"
The first group of the men's 100m sprint preliminaries had begun.
Yang Zhuo and Cui Hao were in group 4 and 7 respectively.
At this moment.
The stadium was not only noisy, but it was also very noisy.
After all, there were thousands of viewers.
In addition, there were athletes shuttling back and forth, referees sitting, and volunteers everywhere.
The broadcast above his head continued.
The scene was very lively.
This was a competition, and it was much better than the Shuicheng County Middle School Sports Meet.
At this moment.
Xue Yue, the leader, came to Yang Zhuo's side.
"How is it? Are you two nervous?”
"I feel alright," replied Yang Zhuo calmly.”
Cui Hao was a little excited." Don't worry, leader. We won't have any problems in the preliminaries.”
With their results, as long as they ran well, they would definitely pass the preliminaries.
Xue Yue was not too worried.
They were only here to encourage them and let them feel the importance of the delegation.
"That's good. Just bring out your training standards later. Don't feel pressured. We'll cheer you on in the stands.”
"Thank you, leader!"
After Xue Yue left, Wang Jie said,""Xiao Zhuo, go warm up. It will be your group later. Remember, just run first and get the promotion spot.”
After all, there were still two more matches in the afternoon, and the preliminaries would definitely be held back.
"I know, teacher!" Yang Zhuo said.”
After saying that, he began to warm up.
At the same time.
In the corner.
A tanned and skinny boy was exercising his wrists and ankles.
He was Liang Junxin from the Guangdong delegation.
Beside him, the coach reminded him,"Hold back when you run this shot. It's fine as long as you advance."”
"Coach, you've said it several times.”
"That's because I'm afraid you'll run too fast. You have to remember that your mission is to win the championship. Otherwise, all your effort will be wasted.”
The coach then added," I heard that there's a 16-year-old young player in the Nanhe Province delegation. He's very strong. You're two years older than him. It would be embarrassing if you lose."”
"Maybe he's not 16 years old.”
Liang Junxin pursed his lips.
"Stop mumbling and warm up."
Ten minutes later.
It was Yang Zhuo's group soon.
At this moment, the sound of the broadcast reached his ears.
"Congratulations to Liang Junxin from South Guangdong Province for breaking the National Middle School Games record with a time of 10.62 seconds in the men's 100m sprint preliminaries.”
The preliminary results would not be broadcasted.
Except for breaking records.
Hearing the announcement, Yang Zhuo was stunned.
The preliminaries were definitely held back, but he was still able to run 10.62 seconds. It was obvious how strong he was.
However, the strange thing was…
In Yang Zhuo's previous life, there was no such sprinting genius in China.
None of the 100m sprinters on the national team had this name.
But no matter what.
He had finally met his match. If he wanted to win the championship, this Liang Junxin was a tiger blocking his path.
At this moment.
Zhao Guofu walked over and said in a deep voice," Zhuo, don't think too much. Just run normally in the preliminaries. There's no need to compete now."”
He was afraid that Yang Zhuo was young and wanted to break the record, so he ran as fast as he could.
This would have a huge impact on the finals.
However, he was obviously thinking too much.
Yang Zhuo wasn't that kind of person." Coach, don't worry. I won't compete with them. My goal is to qualify."”
"Yes."
A moment later.
The men's 100m sprint preliminaries, Group 4, was about to begin.
When Yang Zhuo came to lane 5, he first checked and adjusted the run-up device. After making sure it was fine, he started to move his limbs to maintain his body's excitement.
During the activity, he glanced at the people on both sides.
They all looked more mature.
They were probably competing because of their age.
"Everyone, take your positions!"
The starter's voice sounded.
Yang Zhuo took a deep breath and squatted down.
He placed his hands in front of the starting line, put his feet on the run-up device, and landed on one knee.
"Ready!"
Hearing this order, Yang Zhuo arched his body and took a deep breath.
But he didn't exhale.
High-level athletes had two ways of breathing when they ran 100 meters.
Some held their breath and ran all the way to the end.
Some were open breathing.
It looked like breathing, but it didn't have the actual effect of breathing.
Because the 100m sprint was an anoxia exercise, the oxygen inhaled during high-speed running would not participate in the energy supply during the 100m sprint.
"Pa!"
The starting gun sounded.
Yang Zhuo bounced out instantly.
After 40 days of training, his starting line had improved a lot.
At the very least, he was not at a disadvantage when facing the best sprinters from the provincial sports schools.
In the stands.
Zhao Guofu, Wang Jie, and Xue Yue were all watching Yang Zhuo's first shot at the Chinese Games.
Seeing that he was in the lead at the start of the race, Zhao Guofu nodded in relief."Not bad. Your reaction was fast and smooth.”
Wang Jie watched without blinking and said,""I can see that he didn't use his full strength."
"Yes, it's enough to maintain the lead.”
The three of them looked relaxed.
At the same time.
Liang Junxin and his coach from South Guangdong Province were also watching the game.
"Coach, this person isn't as good as you said.”
"Do you think everyone else is like you, erupting in the preliminaries? He's obviously running away."
Liang Junxin pursed his lips.”
"I'm telling you, it's very likely that the champion will be between you and Yang Zhuo. You can't underestimate your opponent.”
"Don't worry, coach. The championship will definitely be mine!”
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