"Friends, Dong Stand, the Chinese audience lineup, which originally had less than a thousand people in the semi-finals, has expanded a lot at this time. According to what we just learned, many people temporarily found ways to enter the court because of Zhao Lin's victory in the semi-finals. The temporary entry, position, and other audience members who were already in the East Stand. They were able to successfully stand there to cheer for Zhao Lin, obviously spending a lot of energy. They also have only one purpose, in order to witness this historical moment.

At this time, we can see that in the east stand, a huge five-star red flag was flying. The temporary lineup of viewing was singing songs of the motherland in unison..."

The camera was moving, and Yang Jian's commentator seemed a little trembling. Through the satellite signal, it was transmitted to the TV sets of thousands of households in China. The singing that was slightly chaotic at the beginning was now neat, with a loud voice, drifting in the French Stadium. It drifted into the stadium, drifted into the hearts of thousands of audiences, and also drifted into the hearts of Zhao Lin, who was walking from the passage.

When Zhao Lin followed the staff of the event through the athlete's passage and appeared on the stadium, the flying singing sounds made his whole body flow like a warm current in an instant. He raised his head and found the place where the singing sounds floated in front of the glaring flash lights that light up from time to time.

The red flag was still waving, and the loud singing was exciting, and Zhao Lin felt a little wet in the corners of his eyes.

The five-star red flag flutters in the wind, how loud the song of victory is!

Singing to our dear motherland, from now onwards towards prosperity and strength!

...Zhao Lin hummed, raised his right hand high, and clenched his fist with force. For a moment, the singing became even brighter!

"Eight contestants are already standing on the track... We saw that the Chinese audience at the scene were cheering for Zhao Lin with singing and cheering for our motherland. Zhao Lin raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist. The Chinese audience at the scene saw a lineup of less than 2,000 people, but their strength was still not covered even in the stadium where there were more than 60,000 people..."

Yang Jianzheng explained the entry contestants, and the singing and cheering of the scene made his emotions completely ignited. He had explained countless international track and field competitions, and this was the first time, just like he said before, always remember this moment.

After calming down a little, Yang Jian's voice continued to sound.

"Okay, eight players are simply testing the field and the track, and the race is about to begin..."

With the introduction of the commentator, a floating information box appeared below the TV screen. After some historical data information flashed, the TV screen began to aim at the eight players in the 100-meter final of the World Championships.

"The first player, King Collins, comes from the Caribbean island country, St. Kitts and Nevis Federation. Collins is the sixth in the 100-meter and 200-meter bronze medal winner in the last World Championships. He ran 9.99 seconds this year, and his personal best score is 9.98;

In the second line, Trinidad and Tobago player Brown, who was just 19 years old, was only a few months older than Chinese player Zhao Lin. He is a young sprinter with a personal best score of 10 seconds 08.

In the third line, American player Tim Montgomery, the world record holder, had a personal best score of 9.78 seconds. However, from the second half of last year to recently, he was not in good shape. But even so, he is also a favorable contender for the championship.

OK, the fourth, the fourth, the first Chinese player Zhao Lin, who scored the first in the preliminary round, stood on the fourth, with his personal best score of 9.98 seconds, which was created in the semi-finals not long ago. Zhao Lin, who was only 19 months old, is in good shape now.

On the fifth lane, British star Chambers had a best result of 9.87 seconds. He ran 7 times in 22 competitions last year and was once ranked first in the world. He also had a high call for winning the championship before the game.

The sixth lane is British veteran Campbell, with a personal best score of 10.04, and this year's best score of 10.09. He is now 30 years old and his condition is gradually declining.

On the seventh, American player Williams had a personal best score of 9.94 seconds, and this year's best score of 9.99 seconds.

The eighth way, Nigeria's Aliu's personal best result was also created this year, 10 seconds..."

When the camera scanned a player, Yang Jian also introduced the athletes simultaneously with the sound of live event commentary. The final information of the eight finalists appeared on the TV screen. When Zhao Lin was introduced, his whole voice began to rise loudly. Moreover, he had never dared to think about it before, so he had not considered some issues. At this time, with the introduction, he found that Zhao Lin really had hope of winning the cards.

The 7 opponents are either weak or have poor condition recently. The more Yang Jian thinks, the more he feels, the more he feels. This is a 100-meter voyage fight, winning the card!

After the flash of information about the contestants, the TV scene on the scene was closer to twenty or thirty meters in the middle of the track. Eight contestants were taking off their coats and trousers, packed up, and walked back and forth on the track, making the final pre-race preparations.

Before the starting line, wearing red vest shorts, Zhao Lin jumped gently on the spot, gently soothing his breathing, and his eyes were firm.

The other athletes are also making their own pre-match preparations.

“Onyourmarks!”

With the command to make a notice of being in place, the eight contestants each finished their preparations and walked onto the starting machine.

The noise of the French Stadium gradually dropped, and everyone's eyes were staring at the 100-meter starting line, and eight players walked on the starting gear.

"Okay, the competition begins soon, all the contestants are already in place." Yang Jian's voice came out in parallel with the movements on the scene.

In a few seconds, the referee on the scene observed the movements of the next eight athletes again, and after confirming that they were correct, he made a gesture.

“Set.”

The sound of the preparatory password sounded.

The eight finalists squatted down at the same time, started to get up, and bowed their bodies to make a starting position.

"Bang!"

The gun body rang!

"The competition begins!"

"Zhao Lin's starting reaction was very fast. He rushed to the first place in an instant, and he led Montgomery..."

After a gunshot, Yang Jian's voice came out at the same time. It was obvious that he was extremely passionate and excited at this time.

The emotions of the audience instantly ignited, the noisy cheers and shouts instantly rose.

On the side of the field,

Lin Mu nodded with satisfaction the moment Zhao Lin rushed out. This time it was so fast, and this start was really interesting!

"I'm suppressing the gun? Kobayashi, what you arranged? You're so brave!"

Yu Weili and Liu Ren were watching the game with Lin Mu. Yu Weili was extremely concerned. When he started, he raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

But Liu Ren was not so calm and exclaimed in an instant.

Lin Mu's eyes never left the track, but just shook his head slightly. This was not a gun suppression, he observed it very carefully. Zhao Lin only moved when he heard the gunshots, but this time it was really too fast. If he hadn't been staring at him, even he might have thought it was a gun suppression.

Sometimes Lin Mu really thinks that attributes are very important, but often they really cannot decide the final result. For example, Zhao Lin, 94 reaction qualifications, has basically never won against Yang Zuyao. But this time he won all the finalists.

“One way, Collins, 0.142

Second Road, Brown, 0.161

Three Roads, Montgomery, 0.135

Sidao, Zhao Lin, 0.122

Five Paths, Chambers, 0.131

Six Paths, Campbell, 0.177

…”

"It's not about suppressing the gun, it's about running normally, it's just super-level!" Lin Mu only said one sentence, and focused on the game.

As a coach, it is the responsibility to formulate a complete set of appropriate technical movements for the athletes under his command to help them improve their training, and naturally includes some so-called tactical arrangements. When the gun is slightly inferior, it is of course a tactic, especially under the current rules of the competition.

However, Lin Mu never advocated these things. When Zhao Lin asked about that, he directly rejected it. He believed that Zhao Lin also listened to it.

For newcomers in the growth stage, improving their strength in all aspects is the key. Small means are not something he needs to consider now. Besides, it is never that simple to run with a gun. Not only should one have a very stable mentality, but also rich experience in the competition. Obviously, it is not a good thing for a newcomer to play.

“%￥#￥@…”

"Come on Zhao Lin!"

"Come on Huaxia!"

“…”

The cheers and cheers of various languages ​​and tones resounded throughout the track and field. As the speed and passion of several people on the field collided, even the audiences from different positions shouted as if they were fierce confrontation!

"Zhao Lin's starting reaction is very fast... His starting speed is also fast, and he rushed..." Yang Jian returned to his normal voice after trying to calm down. At this time, his voice trembled slightly, "He ran very steadily, he is still ranked first, Chambers and Montgomery are chasing. The gap between the three is very small now, and Collins is coming up..."

Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters...

The competition for positions among players on the track seems extremely anxious.

At this time, the eight players were all trying their best to start and the gap was extremely small. With a start that he couldn't imagine, Zhao Lin is now in the first place, leading Collins, who was second. Yes, Collins, who was only ranked fourth in the starting reaction, has now rushed to second place.

Following closely behind is Chambers and Trinidad player Brown. World star Montgomery is only ranked fifth at this time. Although the gap is not big, it can be seen that his condition is indeed extremely unsatisfactory. You must know that for his height and body shape, the distance ahead should be his absolute advantageous area.

At the moment of starting, Zhao Lin felt the passion that moment of surging, and he had a judgment in his heart that he started this time very well, and never had any good results. After just a little sweeping the left and right corners of his eyes, he let his mind go, stepped on the ground with force, raised his knees, and advanced the center of gravity, and began to speed up!

Accelerate, accelerate, accelerate!

Hurry up, hurry up!

Forty meters, fifty meters, sixty meters...

"There are some changes in the position on the field now... Zhao Lin and Collins are still in the lead. Zhao Lin leads Collins with one more position. Brown surpasses Chambers, and Campbell also comes up... Looking at Zhao Lin's way, his speed is completely up..."

When entering the stage of running on the highway, Zhao Lin released his full strength in the first 30 meters, and at this time he fully showed the effect. His steps were large and powerful, his steps were fast and rhythmic. The little dissonance in the past was completely gone!

Just after fifty meters, Zhao Lin further widened the distance with Collins, and his speed did not change, and he was still as fierce as the peak. Collins ranked second. His slightly thin body also exerted enough strength to catch up. But what made him a little desperate was that he found that the gap had not narrowed.

Behind him, Brown, Chambers, Campbell and Montgomery gritted their teeth and exerted force, their faces looked a little ferocious, and they were also trying hard to approach Collins.

"Zhao Lin is still leading, and the advantage of leading is slightly widening just now. Good! There are still the last 30 meters, Zhao Lin is still in the first place. He is running very steadily now, and his speed is completely high... The second one is...stabilize!...Zhao Lin, Zhao Lin..."

Seventy meters, eighty meters, ninety meters...

Zhao Lin glanced at the corner of his eyes and swept the left and right again, and he felt a little strange in his heart. He could not see people, three Montgomery and five Chambers, all of whom he thought were stronger than him. When the finals began, although he did not look at them, he regarded them as real enemies in his heart. But at this time, he could not see them...

Sure enough, there was a problem with their condition. The coach analyzed their performance curve in the past year for me was indeed correct.

The momentum in his heart became more strong. Zhao Lin gritted his teeth and squeezed all the strength in the muscles of his body again. He stopped paying attention to others, and he sprinted towards the final finish line without reservation.

He couldn't see the farther trail, and he didn't want to see it anymore. He had no other thoughts, and the goal was only the finishing line more than ten meters away.

"Zhao Lin, Zhao Lin, he seems to be faster! There are still 10 meters left, he is still in the first place, he is in a clear leading position, there is a chance! There is a chance!..."

Yang Jian's voice almost boiled. He saw the opportunity and was more than one meter ahead of the second place Collins, and Zhao Lin's speed did not drop. He was still rushing. Although he could see a little strangeness in Zhao Lin's body from his careful observation, it should be in the extreme state, but the end point was right in front of him!

"Collins is still chasing for it wildly, but there is still a distance, and his frequency has also dropped a little! The players behind him are even farther apart. Zhao Lin's frequency is still very fast. Zhao Lin is sprinting, he is sprinting, his body is shaking slightly, and he takes out all his strength at the extreme. Zhao Lin holds on, come on, Zhao Lin, run quickly..."

All kinds of shouts almost rang!

The Chinese audience in the stands were shouting, hoarsely!

People in China who were still on TV were shouting, breaking the silence of the early morning!
To be continued...