On the field.
Yang Zhuo led the Beijing University sprinting team and overtook Shuimu in the 4× 100m sprint.
This shocked the thousands of students present.
Even the students of Shuimu University admired Yang Zhuo's performance in the 100m and 200m sprint.
"F * ck, it's too exciting. It makes my blood boil.”
"I didn't pay attention to track and field competitions before. I didn't expect you to be so hot-blooded.”
"That junior's name is Yang Zhuo, right?”
"I don't know. He's handsome and strong.”
"My legs are cramping after running. I almost cried.”
"Our school is really full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. I didn't expect there to be a sprinting god at the national team level.”
"I have a feeling that junior will represent the country in the World Competition in the future.”
"Definitely."
In the corner.
Hu Xiaoyue held Lin Shuangshuang's arm.""Junior is too awesome. I'll get your contact information for you.”
"Hmm? For me?"
"Yeah, you're the prettiest girl in our School of Media and Communication. I'm sure you'll like her.”
Lin Shuangshuang rolled her eyes." Like your head. I'm going to the library. You can stay here and look at your handsome junior."”
"I'll go too, I'll go too!"
......
Physical Education Department.
After the referee of the track and field meet came back, Yang Zhuo's results spread.
Wang Xing An, the director of the Sports Training and Competition Management Center, was surprised.""How much? 10.01 seconds?"
"Yes, Director Wang. Not only did he run the 100m in 10.01 seconds, but he also ran the 200m in close proximity to an athlete.”
"A 16-year-old international athlete!"
Wang Xing An looked unusually excited.
When Li Qing returned from the National Middle School Games, he said that he had found a very good seedling.
The men's 100m sprint time in the Chinese National Games was 10.35 seconds, and he was not even 16 years old.
At that time, he didn't think he was that strong. After all, he might have started practicing very early, but he didn't say it out loud.
His potential wouldn't be as great as he imagined.
He didn't expect his grades to improve so much in just two months.
Note: 10.01 seconds = Electricity: 10.25 seconds.
In other words, Yang Zhuo had improved by 0.1 seconds in two months.
This talent.
He was too strong!
"Director, Yang Zhuo has broken the record of the men's 100m sprint in the World University Games. Moreover, in the Asian Games that had just ended, the champion of the 100m sprint had only achieved a result of 10.24 seconds. As long as we train him well, Yang Zhuo will win a few national championships for our school. It won't be a problem for him to become the Asian champion. He might even become the first Chinese person to open the door for ten seconds!”
Hearing this, Wang Xing An's brain was burning.
He was a little excited.
Because what he said just now was not false. It was something that could really happen.
With Yang Zhuo's potential, it was very possible for him to do it.
"Last time, Coach Li applied for a masseuse for Zhuo Yang? I think it's okay. After high-intensity training, we should recover and relax, especially for a good seedling like Yang Zhuo. We have to protect him well. I'll talk to the leader of our Sports Committee later and arrange it.”
The staff:
Li Qing had applied for more than a month, but there was no news.
Today, Yang Zhuo ran 10.01 seconds and immediately said that he would arrange it.
This was so f * cking realistic.
......
After the track and field exchange meet between Beijing University and Shuimu University, Yang Zhuo's name spread quickly.
Especially Beijing University.
The fact that the school had a 100-meter sprinter was already very exciting.
In the past, he had been weak in sprinting events, but now, an international master athlete had suddenly appeared.
In a small competition like the track and field exchange between the two schools, he actually ran a record of 10.01 seconds.
It could be said that the people present had seen for themselves what a high-level sprint was.
Therefore, all the information about Yang Zhuo was dug out.
He broke the record and won the National Middle School Games.
He was the national record holder for the men's 100m sprint.
He had just turned 16.
This year, he was specially recruited into the school and was studying history.
This made many people even more surprised.
He was only 16 years old and already had such results.
Those who paid attention to track and field, especially sprinting, knew that Asian sprinting was currently dominated by the country of medicine.
As a Chinese, how could he accept this?
Yang Zhuo was the most hopeful person to break this situation.
For a moment, he was a track and field fan.
Beijing University campus forum.
That night, someone posted about it and attached a photo of Yang Zhuo on the field.
"F * ck, is that true? 10.01 seconds?”
"How can this be fake? There are thousands of people watching.”
"I was there. Junior Yang Zhuo won the 100m, 200m, and 4x100m races consecutively. He almost made me cry.”
"Me too. I barely managed to hold on for the last 4× 100m.”
"Shuimu University's sprinting team has lost so much strength?”
"It's not that they are weak, but Yang Zhuo is too strong.”
"Yes, Shuimu University's bespectacled man, Kai Hu, also participated in the 100m sprint and was crushed by Junior Yang Zhuo.”
"You guys don't understand track and field, don't you know what 10.01 seconds is? It has already surpassed the record of the men's 100m sprint in the World University Games!”
"F * ck, so awesome?"
"Do you know about the Asian Games in Pusan that just ended? Men's 100m sprint champion, 10.24 seconds! Yang Zhuo's score was 10.25 seconds.”
"Oh my god! Isn't this invincible in the country?"
"Invincible is a bit of an exaggeration. After all, the domestic record is 10.17 seconds, but Yang Zhuo is indeed the top in the country.”
"In the future, whether it's the school sports meet, the Beijing University Games, the National University Games, or any other competition, the champion of the 100m sprint will be Yang Zhuo, unless someone more talented than him appears.”
......
The next day.
Yang Zhuo didn't do any strength training, but only low-intensity technical movement training.
This was Li Qing's request.
The reason was simple. Yang Zhuo had consumed too much energy yesterday.
On the field.
Li Qing felt very gratified when he saw Yang Zhuo doing the practice of climbing the stairs and then lifting his legs.
Ever since he recruited Yang Zhuo, his fighting spirit had been roused.
The wish that he had failed to achieve when he was a coach on the national team had to be fulfilled at Beijing University.
At this moment, he saw a few other people paddling and shouted,"Are you guys doing rehabilitation training over there? Raise your legs and swing your arms faster."
“......”
After two sets of training, Yang Zhuo took a rest.
"I have good news," Li Qing said cheerfully.”
"What news?"
"The leader said that the training center needs a masseuse. In the future, the problem of muscle relaxation after training will be solved.”
"Isn't it for the center? So many people."
Hearing this, Li Qing smiled and said,"You don't have to worry about this."”
Actually…
This masseuse was assigned to Yang Zhuo, but not in the name of the training center. It was an official position in the school.
In name, it was something that could be enjoyed by all the athletes who were in the middle of training.
However, there was only one masseuse. Who could enjoy such treatment?
Only Yang Zhuo!
In other words, it was Yang Zhuo most of the time.
While they were talking, a girl suddenly ran over and put a bottle of mineral water in front of Yang Zhuo."Yang Zhuo, you can do it!"
Yang Zhuo:
Why was this scene so familiar?
There was one when he was in Second High School.
She didn't expect someone to deliver water to Beijing University.
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