August 27th, morning.
Daegu World Cup Stadium.
The highly anticipated men's 100m sprint final was about to begin.
Yang Zhuo and Hu Kai of Huaxia Team had entered the finals, so Central TV would broadcast it live.
In the warm-up area.
Yang Zhuo and Hu Kai were exercising.
On the sidelines, Li Qing, Yu Weili, and the leader of the delegation were all present.
They were here to watch the men's 100m sprint final.
"I hope Yang Zhuo can run the best time and break the record to win the championship," Yu Weili said in a deep voice.”
Hearing this, Li Qing's face also showed some regret.
Yang Zhuo was qualified to participate in both the World Championship of Athletics and the World University Games.
However, there was a conflict in the competition time.
Only one person could participate.
After the discussion of the leaders of the Field Administration Center, they felt that it would be difficult for Yang Zhuo to win a medal in the World Championship.
It was better to participate in the World University Games.
After all, it was a world-wide comprehensive sports event. To be able to win the championship would be considered to have made history.
However…
Yesterday, the men's 100m sprint champion of the World Championship was announced, and the results surprised everyone.
The championship was won by an unknown athlete from a small country with a time of only 10.07 seconds.
With Yang Zhuo's strength, wouldn't he win the championship if he participated in the World Championship?
That was more meaningful than winning the 100m sprint in the World University Games.
"Director Yu, don't think that way. This World Championship is too ridiculous. Even if you win the championship, it's hard to convince the public. It's better to win the World University Games first. As for the World Championship, Yang Zhuo will have plenty of opportunities to challenge it in the future.”
Yu Weili nodded." That's true. Let's focus on this final."”
At this moment.
The eight finalists went to their respective tracks.
The big screen in the stadium also displayed the information of the eight contestants.
First lane, Hu Kai, Huaxia
Second, Balenson, Beauty Nation.
Third lane, Maqili, Nigeria
Fourth, Yang Zhuo, Huaxia
Fifth lane, Kamaji, Jamaica
The sixth, Ji Ci Xin Wu, plaster country
......
At the same time.
At Central TV's studio.
"Teacher Shao and I will be the commentators for the men's 100m sprint final. There's still a bit of time left. Before that, let's talk about the Chinese athletes Yang Zhuo and Hu Kai. Teacher Shao, do you understand the two of them?”
Yang Jian asked another commentator.
"Of course I do. Yang Zhuo is the record holder of the men's 100m sprint in China, and the only one who has won a medal in the International Association of Athletics Federation Golden League. Most importantly, he is still very young and is the star of hope for the 100m sprint in China.”
Teacher Shao spoke frankly.
"Yeah, he's only 17 in September! The national record of 10.05 seconds was too exciting!”
Yang Jian was very excited and continued,
"In this final, the only ones who are qualified to compete for the championship are Jamaica's Kamaji, and then the Nigeria's Mazzili. They are both strong, but compared to Yang Zhuo, there's still a big gap.”
Teacher Shao nodded." I think Yang Zhuo has a good chance of winning the 100m sprint." Once we win, it will be the first world-class gold medal in the men's 100m sprint. It will rewrite the history of China's track and field.”
In front of the television.
Yang Guoqiang and Zhang Yumin looked at the screen excitedly.
Central TV did not broadcast the preliminaries and semifinals.
They wouldn't be able to see their son compete.
Now, they were finally here, and it was in the finals.
"You must win the championship!"
Yang Guoqiang mumbled.
Zhang Yumin didn't say anything, but her eyes were fixed on the screen. She didn't want to miss any of her son's shots.
At the same time.
Daegu World Cup Stadium.
“On~your~marks！”
The sound of the order was spread through the loudspeaker.
Moreover, there was a small horn behind each running device.
It was to ensure that every athlete could hear the starting sound clearly.
Soon after.
The eight contestants took their positions and squatted down in front of the starting line.
The starting point referee walked past them to make sure that everyone was ready and that there was no problem with the run-up device.
At this moment, Yang Zhuo also drove all the thoughts out of his mind.
Breathing deeply, he waited for the command.
“SET！”
The order sounded again.
The eight of them bent their bodies and got into the starting position.
"Pa!"
An electronic gunshot rang out.
Yang Zhuo had been paying close attention to the gunshots, so he moved his body the moment the gunshots sounded.
His reaction was faster than the preliminaries and semi-finals.
At this moment.
In Central TV's live broadcast room, the commentator's voice sounded at the right time.
"The race has started. Yang Zhuo's starting reaction is very good. 0.143 seconds, he's in first place.”
Yang Jian shouted excitedly.
At the competition venue, the audience erupted with cheers in various languages.
Among them, hundreds of Chinese students formed a cheerleading team that attracted even more attention.
They were all wearing white T-shirts with the national flag printed on their chests and waving small red flags in their hands.
"China, you can do it!"
"China, you can do it!"
"Yang Zhuo, you can do it!"
“......”
12 meters.
Except for Yang Zhuo, all the other athletes had raised their heads, including Kai Hu.
They wanted to seize the advantage in the future.
Yang Zhuo was still running at his own pace.
His goal was to win the championship, to set a record for the competition, and to set a personal best record.
He didn't want to compete with the other seven.
In the preliminaries and semi-finals, he was running at full speed.
In the finals, he could finally unleash his full potential.
"Yang Zhuo, lift your head! He was still in the lead, followed by Jamaica Kamaji and Kai Hu in fifth place.”
"Speed up, Yang Zhuo is speeding up. He's already running halfway, which is his specialty.”
On the track.
Yang Zhuo swung his arms with all his might. His long legs twisted and twisted rapidly, accelerating.
At this moment.
He had already pulled away from the second place by several lengths.
He was alone in the first echelon.
In the audience.
The Chinese students were all excited.
In their eyes, Yang Zhuo would definitely win.
"Yang Zhuo, you can do it!"
"Yang Zhuo, you can do it!"
"Yang Zhuo, you can do it!"
On the sidelines.
Whether it was Li Qing, Yu Weili, or the leader of the delegation, they all stood up and stared at the big screen.
"Charge! Yang Zhuo!"
"Take the championship!"
50 meters.
Yang Zhuo entered the highest speed, and the gap between him and the other players was visible to the naked eye.
It was getting further and further away.
Seeing Yang Zhuo getting further and further away, Jamaica Kamaji was very anxious.
He desperately swung his arms and increased his stride speed.
However…
He still couldn't close the distance between him and Yang Zhuo, not even 0.1 meters.
Yang Zhuo was too fast, so fast that he felt hopeless.
And there was no sign of slowing down.
Didn't Chinese athletes have a long way to go?
What kind of monster was this?
In the studio.
Yang Jian's voice was already hoarse, but he still shouted excitedly.
"Yang Zhuo's advantage is still expanding!"
"Yang Zhuo has already secured the championship."
"He's no longer competing with others, but with himself!”
"Compared to the competition record!"
"Good luck!"
"Breaking the record! Break the record!"
Eighty meters.
Yang Zhuo was more than 3 meters away from the second-ranked Kamouji.
90 meters.
Yang Zhuo slowed down, but the distance between him and Camchi was still increasing.
This was because Kamichi's speed had dropped even more.
At this moment.
Almost all the audience in the stands stood up, and no one cheered anymore.
They were all staring at the finish line.
They were all looking at the champion who was about to be born.
Yang Zhuo!
In front of the television.
Yang Guoqiang stood in front of the television, his fists clenched tightly and his face flushed red.
He was waiting for his son to cross the line.
Good luck!
At this moment.
At Central TV's studio.
"Yang Zhuo, Yang Zhuo is about to cross the lane!”
Yang Jian's voice was very excited.
"He's in the lane! Champion! Yang Zhuo is the champion! The champion belongs to Yang Zhuo, and the champion belongs to China!”
"Did you break the record?"
"Did you break the record?"
Yang Jian shouted expectantly.
At the scene.
The audience burst into loud cheers.
The cheerleaders formed by the Chinese students were all shouting Yang Zhuo's name!
"Yang Zhuo!"
"Yang Zhuo!"
"Yang Zhuo!"
On the sidelines.
"Haha! Champion!"
Yu Weili and Li Qing hugged each other tightly.
Although he had expected that Yang Zhuo would win the championship with his strength.
However…
Even at this moment, he was still extremely excited.
His blood boiled.
At this moment.
The results of all the contestants were displayed on the big screen.
1. Fourth lane, Yang Zhuo, Huaxia, reaction time 0.143, result 10.03 seconds
2. Fifth lane, Kamaji, Jamaica, reaction time 0.159, result 10.31 seconds
3. Third lane, Mazzili, Nigeria, reaction time 0.161, result 10.38 seconds
4. First lane, Kai Hu, Huaxia, reaction time 0.165, time 10.41 seconds
......
Seeing the results, Yang Jian became even more excited.
"The final result is out. Yang Zhuo's time is 10.03 seconds!”
"What's the wind speed? 0.2 Meters per second, no super wind speed! This also meant that Yang Zhuo had broken the record of 10.07 seconds in the World University Games!”
"He even broke his personal best of 10.05 seconds! He had broken the Chinese men's 100m record!”
"Yang Zhuo!"
"Yang Zhuo is the first Chinese athlete to win the world championship of the men's 100m sprint!”
"Yang Zhuo made history! This is a huge leap for China's track and field. It marks the vigorous development of our country's track and field industry!”
" He is the pride of Huaxia!"
"Yang Zhuo is still very young, not even 17 years old. We have reason to believe that he will bring more glory to China in the Athens Olympic Games next year, or even the Beijing Olympic Games in 2008!”
“......”
Yang Jian's extremely passionate commentary made the audience in front of the television's blood boil.
At this moment, some track and field fans wanted to cry.
Although the World University Games were not as good as the World Championship and the Olympics, they were still not as good as the Olympic Games.
However!
This was the first time China had won a world-class championship in the men's 100m sprint.
It was a very good start!
At the same time.
At the scene.
Yang Zhuo came to Hu Kai and hugged him.
"Sorry, I didn't get a medal!" Hu Kai apologized.”
"You've done very well. There's still the 4× 100m relay tomorrow.”
"Okay, let's do it together!"
At this moment.
The Jamaica Kamaji also walked over and gave him a thumbs up."You are very strong!"
"You're also very strong. I hope we can have another chance to fight in the future." Yang Zhuo replied with a smile.”
With that, she hugged him.
At this moment.
A familiar voice rang out in the audience.
It was very loud.
“......
is our song
Singing about our dear motherland
from now on to prosperity and prosperity
Singing about our dear motherland
from now on to prosperity and prosperity
.....”
It was the international students, the group of Chinese international students singing.
At this moment, the audience threw down a red flag.
Yang Zhuo picked it up and put it on.
Then, he called Hu Kai over.
The two of them wore red flags together.
A group of cameras were taking pictures of them.
Yang Zhuo smiled excitedly.
This was the first time he fought for his country and won a world-class competition.
Thinking of this, he clenched his right hand into a fist and raised it high.
This was the first one!
But not the last!
There would be a World Championship champion in the future!
Olympic champion!
He would not stop!
A few minutes later.
Yang Zhuo and Hu Kai walked out of the arena together, but the Central TV reporter stopped them in the corridor.
He wanted to do a live interview.
"Yang Zhuo, first of all, congratulations on breaking the record and winning the championship! You are the pride of China!"
"Thank you. Huaxia Base is also my pride!”
"What are your thoughts on this competition?”
"I didn't have any thoughts. I only relaxed the moment I crossed the lane. At least I didn't fail my mission! "Moreover, this is the world's great fortune. It's not the highest track and field stage in the world. I have to work harder and strive to win more world championship medals!”
"Yang Zhuo, go! I believe you will succeed!"
"Thank you!"
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