In the Stadium of France,

The audience stood up almost instantly, staring at the electronic screen, and staring at the eyes widened. The audience appeared a little quiet, but only a second later, a wild shout came out, and the east stand was even more excited at this time.

The same was true for the audience in front of the TV. After a brief calmness, no one from all over the country went to deal with the protests of family members and passers-by, and it broke out in an instant. The surprise came too suddenly, and they were stunned for a second or two. Until they confirmed, they were still as if they were in a dream. Is it far away? Was it so far away? Is it near? Now it is in front of you!

The big screen flashed, and the results of all the contestants in the men's 100-meter finals appeared according to the ranking.

1. The fourth way, Zhao Lin, China, reaction 0.122, result 9.96 seconds;

2. The first lane, Collins, St. Kitts, reaction 0.142, score 10 seconds 02;

3. The second lane, Brown, Trinidad and Tobago, the reaction was 0.161, and the result was 10 seconds 06;

4. The sixth road, Campbell, England, reaction 0.177, score 10 seconds 08;

5. The fifth lane, Chambers, UK, reaction 0.131, score 10 seconds 09;

6. The third lane, Montgomery, United States, reaction 0.135, result 10 seconds 10;

7. The seventh lane, Williams, United States, reaction 0.169, score 10 seconds 12;

8. The eighth road, Aliu, Nigeria, reaction 0.191, result 10 seconds 14;

...

"Zhao Lin, Zhao Lin ran first, and he won the gold medal. It's unbelievable. He entered the finals for the first time in the World Championships. Now in the finals, our Chinese athlete, Zhao Lin, won the gold medal in the men's 100-meter race in the World Championships. The result is 0.02 seconds higher than the semi-finals. This is a huge improvement and a huge miracle.

Zhao Lin, he created history. This is the first time that Chinese people have won the most important men's sprint medal in the World Championships, and it is also the gold medal! It is also the first time for Asian players..."

Yang Jian's emotions were almost completely uncontrollable. At this moment, he was like a real sports fan, excited and excited. Even through the TV, the audience could feel it at this moment, but at this moment, obviously no one would care about these things.

Yang Jian was indeed excited. When he was just explaining, he was trying hard to control his words and said something wrong, but later he almost roared! The sound was broken and his voice was hoarse. He could not help but be excited. He witnessed Zhao Lin being slightly ahead from the start, but his advantage was too small and he might fall behind in one or two steps. Moreover, there were world-renowned players. At that time, he was both excited and nervous, but Zhao Lin was running better and better, and he maintained his lead. In the last few dozen meters, he even expanded!

"Zhao Lin, he inherited the unfinished missions of countless predecessors and carried all the expectations of the Chinese people. In the end, he lived up to the expectations of the public and was determined to make progress... He broke the ethnology theory and ran into 10 seconds twice, he..."

At this time, Zhao Lin's body had stabilized at the 100-meter finish line at the Stadium in France, and he had no time to pay attention to the fatigue. Looking at the results appearing on the big screen, he seemed very quiet. But the constant expression on his face proved that he was very uneasy.

"Champion?!Golden?!9.96!"

After rushing through the finish line, he saw this number, but when he saw it, he was disappointed. He thought it was someone else's score. He thought it was his current level when he thought that barely running into 10 seconds was his current level, 9.96 seconds, he didn't dare to think about it. Although he started very well this time and made great efforts in the future, he still did not dare to put this score on himself.

Therefore, until all the results were announced, he was stunned when he saw the little five-star red flag ranked first, and all kinds of thoughts surged out in his heart in an instant.

Inside the eyes, tears and eyelids were entangled, and the stalemate was endless. The new force joined again, the defense line collapsed completely, tears combined with sweat, flowing down the cheeks. This scene was captured by the camera that was staring at him, and it entered millions of families...

At the scene, countless cheers were still ringing!

The red flags fluttered in the stands, never for a moment, flying so strongly and so righteously!

Dozens of reporters rushed to the track from being swarmed by the media area. This time it was the final. In the last game tonight, no referee would interfere with their photos and videos.

"Zhao Lin, Zhao Lin, you won the championship. Let me talk about your current feelings..."

"Zhao Lin, you broke the Asian record again..."

"Zhao Lin, Zhao Lin, you won the men's 100-meter sport in the World Championships. Who do you want to thank the most..."

“#!@%&…%”

“@￥￥@%!”

"Sorry, I have nothing to say now. I want to find my coach..." Zhao Lin just left a sentence, pushed away the reporters' crowd and trotted away. He really didn't want to say anything now, he just wanted to leave in front of the coach as soon as possible and report his achievements to the coach. He didn't want to wait for a moment!

...

Living area,

There are a group of people who are restless and excited here. They are the Chinese team. They have enough reasons to be restless. This is a men's 100-meter sport. Although the 100-meter sport in this World Championships is slightly lower in value, no one can deny the heavy weight of its own. For Huaxia Sports, which is striving to seek breakthroughs, it is a heavy honor.

"Ah! Xiao Zhao is running back!"

"Xiao Zhao, you are awesome!"

“…”

Zhao Lin, who ran back straight, welcomed the warm welcome from the delegation and was surrounded in an instant! All of them, including the leaders, came up enthusiastically!

He was so excited that he could barely squeeze out a smile, but he wanted to see his coach more at this moment.

Through the people who "encircled", he saw that his coach was also walking towards him.

Those who noticed it automatically made way and Lin Mu walked up!

"coach……"

After taking two steps, Zhao Lin walked up. Originally, he thought he had a lot to say, but when he was on his lips, he didn't know where to start. He just whispered and whispered two words, tears flowed down his eyes.

"Boy, it's not bad!" Lin Mu had already eased from the excitement just now, grabbed Zhao Lin and hugged him, gently patted his wet back. When he pushed it away again, he said softly. There was a gratifying smile on his face: "You are doing a good job!"

"Coach... I broke the record, I won the first place... I am the champion, I..." Compared to his performance in front of the reporters and other people in the delegation just now, Zhao Lin seemed to have become particularly emotional after seeing his coach.

No matter how others view him, he doesn't care, and he doesn't care about his opinion of whether he has achieved success or not. His family doesn't care whether he has so-called success, and the expectations of the Chinese people are too far away! His thoughts in his heart just hope that he did not disappoint his coach, the master who picked him up from the training ground. Although he has never called him that, he has always regarded him as his master, like a teacher and a father.

Although this master seems ordinary and indifferent, he can't figure out the coach's true thoughts. But he can also feel the master's care and love for him.

The master gave him the opportunity and gave him careful guidance. He gave him the goal and direction. The 18-year-old young man has come step by step to this day. From an ordinary unemployed young man to the world champion. How can he not pay attention to all this?

"Zhao Lin..." Lin Mu smiled and looked at the disciple in front of him with a pretty and a little immature face. The first real professional athlete he led, the young man who raised his head and shouted to show his Chinese power at the side of the training ground.

"I am very satisfied with all your performance in the competition, not for the record or for the championship, because you are breaking through yourself at all times. This is my greatest relief.

Especially in the last 20 meters just now, you insisted on yourself and you ran out your beliefs. You are no longer the young man who could only shout slogans to show the power of China. Now you are a real professional athlete of the Chinese National Track and Field Team.

Although you have joined the team since the first half of the year, even if you are a professional athlete, you have won several national championships and broke the national record. But you are not considered a real profession. That time, Ningnan and the later Quancheng are not considered, because you are still missing something.

But now, you have grown up, not only with your skills and strength, but also with your heart. Showing the power of China is your ideal, then now you are the power of China!"

Lin Mu's words were not loud, but everyone around him heard them. The leaders agreed and were relieved. The athletes were thinking about something. The one who touched the most was Yang Zuyao. He thought of himself again...

After a brief silence, the group of people chewed the smell of the words. But the small silence lasted only a few seconds and was broken by a group of reporters who were about to rush over. At this time, the last game in the stadium was over, and the audience had not left the venue, especially those Chinese who spoke Chinese and were still giving out applause and cheers.

Zhao Lin ran back as soon as the results were confirmed at the end of the game. Obviously, he had not shared the joy of the championship with the audience!

"Boy, go around the scene for a while, thank the audience, welcome your cheers and applause!"

I patted Zhao Lin, pushed him out and won the championship. How could I not share my honor with those who have been cheering for you?

"Oh~!"

He remembered that he had watched it on TV before, and if he won the championship, he could go around the field. Today was the last game, and he had a long time. But he had never thought about this before. He wanted to come back to see the coach as soon as possible. Now he got the coach's affirmation, and he was relieved! He wiped his face in a mess, mixed with sweat and tears, and he didn't care. He nodded vigorously, turned around simply and prepared to rush onto the track again.

"Xiao Zhao, wait..."

Just as he turned around and opened his arms and took a step, a voice behind him stopped him. When he turned around, there was only a movement.

"Shen Bao?"

It was Chen Bao. After calling Zhao Lin at this moment, he immediately turned around and ran to the place where he put his belongings, and opened his backpack quickly. He carefully took out a ball of red things from the backpack, and then walked to Zhao Lin a few steps.

"Xiao Zhao, then put it on!"

Chen Bao held it in both hands and handed it to Zhao Lin’s hand solemnly!

Zhao Lin knew what this was, facing upward, a golden five-pointed star, which was a five-star red flag.

Nodding seriously and spreading it out casually. Zhao Lin draped the red flag on his shoulders, turned around and rushed into the stadium, and began to jog along the track, waved from time to time, and the five-star red flag on his body fluttered in the wind. The applause and cheers on the sidelines were even higher and higher. At this moment, Zhao Lin felt his heart once again, excited and excited, stronger than before. All kinds of indescribable emotions rolled up directly from his chest at the same time.

"Xiao Shen, I still carry a red flag when I go out. I'm ready to wear it when I win the championship!"

Seeing Zhao Lin circling around the field, Liu Ren calmed down a little. At this moment, he also joked about Chen Bao. He had only been taking Chen Bao for several months and had not participated in international competitions. He really didn't know Chen Bao had this habit.

Chen Bao scratched his head embarrassedly. He usually danced quite well, but he was a little shy at this time.

"Chen Bao has been taking him since he was the first time he went abroad to participate in a competition. He just thought that he would wear him one day, but he never had the chance to use it. Now it's a cheaper one, haha!"

Chen Jianhai, who was standing by, obviously understood clearly and explained with a smile that he had seen it since he met Chen Bao. It was also since that time that he also had a habit of going out for competitions, and he brought a five-star red flag in his backpack. He thought that one day he would be able to wear the red flag around the field. But it was useless...

At this time, he seemed to be teasing Chen Bao, but in fact he was even more expectant. Chen Bao didn't move just now, and he was going to get what he was going to get, maybe he might not be able to put it on in the future. So what a regret it would be. How could our red flag keep coming to the bottom? It should be shown to the world!

"Everything is great! Young men, our country needs a group of people like you, do it well!" Luo Yi praised, his expression was very serious. He was indeed good athletes. Of course, the master and apprentice were even better.

As Luo Yi spoke, his eyes turned to the young man who was smiling at the moment, looking at the disciples on the field. This time the satellite was a bit big. He was a little silent when everyone was active just now. It was not that he was not excited, but he had been excited. No matter what his value is not high, 9.96 seconds was real. But after being excited, he thought more about it. He was already thinking about how to take this opportunity to take the track and field events one step further.

"Old Feng..." Luo Yi smiled, encouraged with relief, and called Feng Yong.

After showing his eyes, Feng Yong nodded. The two of them slowly walked a little further away from the crowd. It was obvious that there were some things that the leaders needed to communicate.

"Xiao Chen, Xiao Shen, isn't it just wearing a red flag? You have a chance, and you dare not think about winning the championship. You can barely win a card, right? We have two powerful teammates in the first place in the 100-meter and 11th and 100-meter world championships in this World Championships. We can fight!"

When the leaders went to talk, Liu Ren obviously didn't care. Then he motivated the topic of the banner just now.

The few people in the relay team nodded quickly, but in fact they had thought about it a long time ago. They really couldn't fight.

They run at 100 meters and 10 seconds and 20 seconds, which is less than the strength of many relay teams. If they cooperate with a handover, they will have a chance to get it back. What's more, they have a teammate who just won the 100-meter championship and can run into 10 seconds in the 100-meter. They really saw some opportunities.

Talk and laugh, cheer up, and once the 100-meter championship has brought a positive impact on the entire track and field team. The entire track and field team is full of morale. How difficult is the 100-meter championship? This has been done. So what else can make people completely desperate?
Chapter completed!