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Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Reasonable Expectations

At the finish line, he stopped. Yang Zuyao heard the sound of his breathing as rapid as a bellows. He raised his head and looked at the other contestants who passed by. At this time, his face was full of fatigue, and his body naturally sent a message of fatigue. But his smile was in full bloom!

He entered the finals, and he ran to the first place in the semi-finals group. More importantly, he broke through himself. The scene that appeared in the preliminaries did not repeat itself. Although the performance was not very ideal, he would continue to strengthen next time. But after all, it could be considered a good result, a result he had never imagined!

Compared to these, what is a little tiredness...

The moment he just crossed the finish line, he didn't know how different he was from other players. In the last section, he was really focused on himself, only 3 and 4 lanes that had been chasing each other not far away. He knew that he had surpassed him. Seeing the results showed, he was sure that this was his own!

About half a minute passed, on the big screen, the results of the men's 200m semi-finals were presented one by one:

1. The second one, Yang Zuyao, Huaxia, reaction 0.220, result 20 seconds 08;

2. The fourth lane, Patton, United States, reaction 0.206, result 20 seconds 23;

3. The third lane, Demerit, Bahamas, reaction 0.244, and the result was 20 seconds 36;

...

"Congratulations! We ran well, let's compete in the finals!"

He was gasping for breath, looking at the information on the display screen. He was photographed by someone, and a little breathing sound came from his ear. It was not Chinese, but English, but he understood it.

The voice has its own spirit. A few simple words have both recognition of competitors and is also a new declaration of challenge.

Yang Zuyao looked back and looked at him. It was Patton who had been entangled with him for half time, leading, falling behind, and then falling behind, turning back and forth several times.

"You ran very well too!... See you in the final!" He also replied in English, patted Patton's hand, and Yang Zuyao also made his own voice.

The two looked at each other and smiled, patting each other on the shoulders.

In three semi-final groups, the top two in each group will advance directly, and then the other two of the remaining athletes with the best results will enter the finals. He and Patton are the top two and have advanced!

Although they competed with each other and Patton eventually lost, it was always a happy thing to enter the finals. Compared to the frustration or uneasiness of others, they both were in a good mood... They also had a rare chat.

Yang Zuyao sighed a little. He had participated in World Competitions before, but it was the first time he communicated with foreign athletes. It was not that he was introverted, nor that he could speak English. He knew that it was still based on his strength in the end. If he was very weak, he believed that no one would care about him!

The next group of contestants were about to enter the court. The two did not chat anymore. They waved goodbye and separated. It was not until this time that Yang Zuyao felt his body sore and tired, extremely tired. But he was in good spirits and had many thoughts before the game. Now the semi-finals have ended. This result has appeared. After he worked hard, he was still excited in his heart. Especially, he won so many opponents that were once out of reach!

Yang Zuyao did not go to see the situation of the others in the same group again. He waved to the place where the red flag was flying, and then took big steps to leave the field.

After passing through the corridor and entering the mixed passage area, several reporters occasionally shouted through the baffle and ignored it. Turning towards the rest area, he saw a familiar figure looking at him with a smile. After the excitement and excitement just now cooled a little, another different situation surged into his heart.

"coach……"

After rushing a few steps, he walked to the figure and shouted only two words. His expression on his face became tighter. He lowered his head slightly, and his eyes couldn't help but feel a little wet!

His failure to reach the finals for 100 meters was defeated by his inner confusion. If he did not regret it, it would be fake. Moreover, he blamed himself for his lack of strength in his heart. He let himself down and even let the coach down. Although the coach did not blame him, he still smiled and encouraged him and led him forward.

Now 200 meters, he finally entered the finals, and his grades improved again, and all the accumulated emotions in his heart were released. And he had decided in his heart that in the finals, he would fight harder. Just like his junior brother, burst out all the power in his body!

"Xiao Yang, I ran well just now!"

Lin Mu stepped forward and gave Yang Zuyao a hug, patted his back gently. With a warm smile on his face, he said softly: "It should be very good, because you defeated yourself! Moreover, now you have seen that those opponents are not that scary, and you are also very strong now! You will become stronger and stronger in the future! Run more and better results and run your own future path!"

"Coach, I..."

Yang Zuyao looked up at the coach, then lowered his head, his voice a little hoarse, and he seemed to be choking for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Competitive sports have both losses and losses. It is not scary to lose before. As long as you can improve, you can constantly break through yourself. You can step on the road! Now you have taken the first step...

You have won the national championship, broken the national record, and now you have broken the national record continuously. You have reached the finals of the World Championships. At your age, there are not many people in the world. I am happy to have good results, but I am even more pleased that you can be clear about yourself and have a strong heart. I am proud to have disciples like you and Zhao Lin..."

Lin Mu smiled and said slowly, 20 seconds 33 to 20 seconds 08, a leap forward improvement. Yang Zuyao's semi-final result was 0.25 seconds faster than his preliminaries. How did it come by relying on the tenacious will in the middle of the process. Such performance was much beyond his expectations, and he could see that in that final period, his body had almost had some muscle inertia, and now he could have more expectations. As long as Yang Zuyao could persist in running again in the final, the results were really expected.

Therefore, just after the competition, Lin Mu walked to the exit of the passage, waiting for Yang Zuyao. It was not only a praise for his disciple's breakthrough in his grades, but also an affirmation of his firm self. Compared with Zhao Lin, Yang Zuyao was more sensitive. Perhaps in many cases, Yang Zuyao needed other people's affirmation.

After being in charge of athletes for so long, Lin Mu kept analyzing himself. He used to be very simple and just pointing at it. But after coming to the national team, he led three people, with different personalities, thoughts and skills, and finally parted ways. He had Shen Huan's responsibilities, but Lin Mu knew that he also had his own responsibilities. From then on, he had actually been consciously changing himself.

Zhao Lin, who looks big but also has a meticulous side, has a passionate relationship, a heart of honor and a grateful heart. Lin Mu uses his ordinary and constant confidence to give Zhao Lin subtle encouragement. Language is very important, but sometimes the effect of speaking must be strong from the care that he unconsciously releases.

But when facing Yang Zuyao now, people who are very sensitive in their language sometimes have worse results. Lin Mu has never learned psychology, but thinks from the perspective of others. If he is a person with many thoughts, then someone else's words may analyze it many times in his heart. So from the beginning, Lin Mu always took a path to let Yang Zuyao clarify himself. Now he finally saw the effect, and he needs to give Yang Zuyao more affirmation!

Listening to the coach's words of comfort, Yang Zuyao took a breath, and for a moment, his heart seemed to have all the disharmonious glooms dispelled! A knot that was always tied was untied!

Now he just wants to win, run better results, and win more opponents. In his sports career since childhood, he has never felt so happy at all. This is what he won by breaking through himself and bringing victory!

At this moment, a sudden burst of rapid footsteps came.

"Coach, Brother Yang!"

Zhao Lin and Liu Ren hurried in from the mixed passage area, both of whom were smiling. Zhao Lin ran faster and shouted before the person arrived!

"Old Liu, Xiao Zhao, are you going back?!"

Lin Mu looked at the two of them and said with a smile. While he was talking, he patted Yang Zuyao, signaled to go together, and walked over to Liu Ren and Zhao Lin.

"There is still some time, no hurry!"

When he got closer, Liu Ren lined up Zhao Lin and walked to Yang Zuyao...

"Xiao Yang, you ran very well, beyond my imagination. I really didn't expect that one day you can achieve such a result!"

When Yang Zuyao heard Liu Ren's words, he smiled brightly. His former coach and someone he respected, he was in a better mood to be recognized and affirmed by him!

"Coach, thank you!" Taking a step forward, Yang Zuyao hugged Liu Ren hard.

"Oh, you guys, be gentle." Liu Ren felt the power on his shoulders, first pretended to be painful and screamed, and then said with a smile, "Your strength is really great now, it's not in vain, haha, not bad! I just said that I thought about it with you at that time, right? It's both strength and speed and agility. Follow you Coach Lin and do it well!"

"Thanks!"

Almost instantly, Yang Zuyao remembered the days he had been with Liu Ren, and looked at Liu Ren, unconsciously bringing a lot of emotions.

Once upon a time when he felt that his strength had reached a bottleneck, Liu Ren tried to find a way to break through, exploring, experimenting, analyzing and cooperating little by little. Although there was not much effect in the end, it had some impact in some aspects. But Yang Zuyao knew in his heart that Liu Ren was trying to make himself better, so he never complained. When he was under Coach Lin, Liu Ren also often cared about himself and took care of him all the time when training in the relay team. This is a coach who is very good to him!

"Boy, thank me for what I want to thank you, thank you Coach Lin..."

Liu Ren understood what Yang Zuyao meant, and smiled like a flower on his face. He nodded, shook his head again, his eyes couldn't help but become a little wet, and he reached out and patted Yang Zuyao gently.

Athletes need other people’s affirmation, audience, coaches, leaders, etc. Coaches also need others’ affirmation, especially those under their charge. Because they spend more time with them than with their relatives, wives and children.

He gave his efforts. Although he failed to try to make Yang Zuyao stronger, he always treated him with sincerity. Now athletes can understand that he did not have any ideas about him because of the differences in the training effects of the two coaches before and after, which made him feel a little emotional.

"Old Liu, you are an excellent coach!" Seeing Liu Ren's appearance, Lin Mu gently patted Lao Liu's shoulder and said sincerely.

He could understand Liu Ren's mood. He said that Lao Liu was an excellent coach, not just to praise him casually. He also really felt it!

Because he thought that if he put aside the series of assistance given to him by the encyclopedia, he would not necessarily be better than Liu Ren. This is a coach with a level, idea, responsibility, and perseverance. Although his ideas and changes failed in Yang Zuyao. If he had not appeared, Liu Ren might not have brought Yang Zuyao to the end. But Lin Mu always believed that Liu Ren would not give up, and one day he would find the right path.

"Kobayashi, thank you!"

"Don't thank you for your thanks! Let's go back, don't let the leaders wait for a long time. Let's talk again afterwards!"

...

"Old Feng, Lao Yu, the two athletes Kobayashi's performance this time was really beyond my expectations. It really gave me too many surprises. It's a pity, it's not the Olympics!!"

Not far from the rest area, Luo Yi stood in the stands of the Stadium in France, watching the men's 200m semi-finals that were still going on, and his face was full of surprise, and he couldn't help but sigh.

He lamented that he had no hope at all, and he was just going through the motions. Or relying on athletes to fight for some small breakthroughs, it was unimaginable that he could enter the finals or even win gold and silver.

"Director, let alone you, I didn't even expect that I would get along with them often..." Yu Weili touched his bald head, and a smile on his fat face turned into a chrysanthemum. "I know that the athletes in Kobayashi have always been stable, with stable grades and stable condition. This is recognized in the team. Mr. Gu attached great importance to this point at the beginning and recommended it to Mr. Feng..."

Feng Yong, who was standing by, did not interrupt, but he smiled and nodded in agreement. It was indeed true, it was really stable. The coach was stable and the athletes were stable, as if there was no bottom line, only surprises!

"Before I came, I had a conversation with Xiaolin. Xiaolin said that this trip would be to boost the Chinese people and boost the results of our track and field team. I was expecting it at the time, but I didn't expect that the satellite would be so big now!" Yu Weili felt more and more moved. It was really big, and he won the world championship, and the 200m has now entered the final. "Director, Mr. Feng, I have a feeling that this satellite has not been finished yet!"

"Oh? What did you see?"

Luo Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at Yu Weili's expression. He looked very serious. He looked at Feng Yong while asking questions, and they both smiled.

Yu Weili nodded gently and said thoughtfully: "I saw that we front-line coaches actually have a habit. While training and improving their athletes, they all like to study their opponents, such as technical movements, and state. The problem now is state."

As if he suddenly thought of it, Yu Weili suddenly said, "Maybe Xiaolin could only release those words to be excited before I could see it earlier than I did?"

Yu Weili followed and said with certainty: "It must have been seen long ago. Kobayashi has the nickname of "fire-eyed golden eyes" in the team. The athlete's technical details, sports status, and physical changes. His naked eyes are just like a machine-detected. He looks very accurate!"

Feng Yong laughed a few times. He had also heard of this nickname. In fact, what he had learned about was that this nickname was not too Xu.

"I didn't pay attention to the 100-meter race because there were several world-class sprinters. I can see that the 200 meters are now. These athletes are in a bad state. My personal best results are good, but the best results this year and the current state are not good."

"Director, Mr. Feng, although I saw that they were in poor condition before, I didn't dare to look forward to it in my heart..." Yu Weili continued seriously: "Because we know that although they were in poor condition, it would not be difficult for them to compete with each other for 20 seconds, 30, 20 meters, or even 20 seconds, 10. According to Xiao Yang's performance in the preliminaries, he could not compete. But Xiao Yang's result in 20 seconds, 08 in the semi-finals gave me too many surprises. I really have reason to look forward to it now!"

"Mr. Feng, look at the athletes who are led by Kobayashi, after they have achieved results, their results have declined without any accidents in their health?"

Yu Weili's question with a positive tone made Feng Yong fall into a brief recollection!
Chapter completed!
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