A few minutes later, Lin Mu and Yu Weili arrived at the gathering place on the sidelines.

Feng Yong had already left. He was the deputy director of the center and the head coach of the track and field team. It was obviously impossible for him to stay here for a long time.

The two of them came to the side of several coaches, and without greetings, they looked at the field.

At this time, the women's 100-meter sporting sport is in full swing on the track and field track.

Constantly mobilizing and exaggerating, the stadium where thousands of people gathered, people cheered and cheered fiercely for the eight female generals who worked hard on the track with passion.

Come on and shout, the Sichuan female sport Li Meixue, who is 27 years old, seems to be still strong and won the game with an absolute advantage!

While the whole game was thundering, cheering for this famous player who combined the national record of 100 meters, Asian record, and indoor record of 60 meters, the national team sprint coaches seemed a little silent.

"He is 27 years old!" Yu Weili sighed softly.

Beside the other coaches saw a lot of things, but when they heard Yu Weili's sigh, they couldn't say anything. Or, this situation seemed to be expected. If it weren't for Lin Mu's appearance, they would probably be the same in their men's projects. Thinking of this, several coaches couldn't help but look at Lin Mu.

As for Lin Mu, listening to Yu Weili's sigh, although he did not have the emotions of other coaches, he was also a little emotional in his heart. Short-distance, especially women's events, Lin Mu can still remember the "glorious" years in his past and present.

The Chinese women's sprint seemed to rise once, with two plums standing proudly and all the flowers competing for beauty. After breaking 11 seconds, in the semi-finals, and in the finals, nearly 90% of all contestants ran into 11 seconds, 30.10 seconds, 79, and 10 seconds, 89. So far, it is still the only two two in Asia in 11 seconds.

But the good times did not last long. With the arrival of the new century, Li Meixue broke through the history of the Olympic 100-meter final. After a peak, she quickly fell, and the entire women's sprint fell to the bottom in an instant. And the era of the famous general's proud and blooming flowers quietly ended.

"Guide Yu will get better. Men and women are actually the same. The key is to walk on the right path..." Lin Mu comforted softly, although he knew that an old coach who had been teaching for many years actually did not need comfort.

"Yes, we have to walk on the right path, and..." Yu Weili sighed softly, "In the late 1980s, I was still the head coach of women's sprint. Our group of coaches spent several years looking for information, videos, research, and experimenting to find ways to find the right path suitable for our Chinese women's sprint, but finally some results were achieved.

With the emergence of a group of talented athletes, we have successfully reached the peak of Asia. Even if the gap with the world does not seem far away. But..."

Shaking his head helplessly, Yu Weili didn't say anything more. The current situation is already here, and it seems that there is no need to describe it!

Li Meixue, the biggest beneficiary of their achievements, became famous in 1995, joined the team in 1997, reached its peak in 2000, and had a personal best score of 10.79 seconds.

Now, with her skills a few years ago and her declining physical condition, she can rank among the top 10 worst in the top 10 in 11 seconds, and still won the championship with a "stronger" attitude. Should she say her luck or the sadness of a woman's sprint?

"Xiaolin, remember, no matter which day you go, you should never stop walking forward!" After revoking his sensibility, Yu Weili said to Lin Mu solemnly.

"Guide Yu, don't worry!" Lin Mu nodded affirmatively and turned his head to look at the other coaches beside him, "And what I hope is that it is not one person, or even a generation..."

...

It's 18:30 pm,

On the track and field track, amid people's cheers, all the women's 100-meter players left the court, and eight men's 100-meter finals walked onto the field.

What followed was a more enthusiastic atmosphere than before. Amid countless cheers, the eight athletes each walked to the starting line.

The on-site host introduced the introductions with strong emotions in turn, and everything was ready.

Many years later, many people who have paid attention to track and field still remember this day and the athletes on the eight tracks. Looking back, perhaps it was from this day, an era began...

The first one is Liu Yang, Dongdong;

The second route is Chen Jianhai, eastern Guangdong;

The third way is Chen Bao, Su Province;

The fourth road, Zhao Lin, Nanhu;

The fifth road, Yang Zuyao, Shanghai;

The sixth road, Chen Huan, Nanhu;

The seventh way, He Jun, Yucheng;

The eighth road, Hu Ke, Huaqing;

...

"Everyone is here!"

A familiar sound of sounds rang out.

On the track, just looking at each other, the eight contestants bowed their heads and stepped on the starting machine with their feet. A solemn aura arose and spread in an instant.

It can definitely be called the eight top 100-meter players in China. Whether it becomes famous or not, it seems that they have already integrated their emotional control before the game into their bones.

The stadium gradually became quiet. At the starting line, the momentum was rising, but it seemed to have an inconsistent calmness, and the ancient waves were not shocked!

"preparation!"

"Bang!"

The starting gunfire sounds and the game begins!

In an instant, eight athletes at the starting line rushed out almost at the same time.

The host on the scene was a gunshot. After the contestants rushed out, the passion also ejaculated instantly, and the voice suddenly arose.

"The race starts...it starts very fast, and it's almost impossible to tell the order..."

However, the rhythm that seemed almost at the same time was clear after the body was leaning forward one step.

After being re-added to the list, after an indoor competition supported by skills, Chen Huan seemed to have achieved sublimation. He did not rush to run or suppress the gun, but ran out of a situation that was almost rush to run out. What's even more rare is that from extreme quiet to extreme movement, he seemed to run out of his own rhythm.

The reaction is fast, the starting speed is fast, and the two steps of starting speed are equally fast. Combined with all the speed, he found an explosion that belongs to him alone.

With a fast pace frequency and a strong step, until the thirty meters approached forty meters, Chen Huan was still leading the way in the first place. He did not look left and right, nor relax, and relaxed. Even though he knew that he might be ahead at the moment, he was still pushing forward without distraction, and his speed was gradually pulled to the peak.

Hurry up, hurry up!

Chen Huan kept encouraging himself in his heart. He knew very well that the former junior brother must be by his side! All competition has just begun!

In the stands and on the sidelines, tens of thousands of people witnessed it, the eight figures on the runway burst out from the same time to gradually appearing, and time was only in a moment.

From a high point, the position on the runway was as Chen Huan expected. From the first few steps to the present, most of the opponents have been further pulled away. However, two figures always followed behind him with powerful steps, and the distance was further narrowed.

Forty meters...fifty meters...

At the four paths, Zhao Lin's speed has reached an absolute peak. He has accumulated enough momentum in the first half of the explosion. He did not pay attention to the left and right, and even did not pay attention to it deliberately.

A sudden whim during the World Indoor Championships, he ran a game that was both bad and exciting. After thinking about it, the coach's guidance, and after a period of training, some vague thoughts popped up in his mind from time to time.

As soon as he started, he accelerated a few steps and seemed to feel something again.

Run, accelerate, swing your legs forward, even if you have not formed a complete memory, it does not require too much deliberation.

Gradually entering the state, Zhao Lin was completely involved. With the same skills and different performances, the coach said that he would move with his body and with his heart...

"It's so fast!"

His eyes moved slightly left and right, and Yang Zuyao, who was trying hard to catch up, couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

He sighed from the beginning, even though he kept accelerating, he still couldn't suppress the admiration in his heart.

The little brother on the left witnessed him step by step. From the beginning, he had a much slower reaction than him. After training day after day, he was essential to start and start at the gun and start at the start. Until now, the little brother's starting acceleration has finally become the style of a top player, which is no less than him.

If you want to say, Zhao Lin's changes shocked him, but he was somewhat mentally prepared. But the little brother on the right shocked him enough.

He always knew that Shen Huan's starting speed was excellent enough and had surpassed Shen Bao a few months ago. Shen Bao was previously recognized as the fastest starting speed in the team. Because he rarely had the same chance to play in the same game, he could not directly feel that Shen Huan's starting speed was not many opportunities during training, so he did not have many intuitive concepts.

Until just after running, he finally understood the coach's keen eye for knowledge. This is no longer simply described as excellent.

It's almost the distance, so I'll catch up! This competition is exciting enough!

He also had already started up completely and took big and powerful steps, Yang Zuyao was silently cheering up his heart.

He is not the only one who has such a voice.

Fifty meters, sixty meters passed, Shen Bao, He Jun, Chen Jianhai, Liu Yang and Hu Ke, all rushed forward with great effort. After pulling up from the speed of the start, they had already vaguely understood where they were. Perhaps everything had been expected.

Chase, accelerate, accelerate, accelerate.

At this moment, there was only this voice left in their consciousness.

"come on!"

"come on!"

"Half of the journey has passed... Zhao Lin has gone over... Shen Huan, Yang Zuyao, the speed is very fast... It's a wonderful game..."

The atmosphere on the scene grew higher and higher as the competition progressed, and thousands of people shouted and cheered and cheered throughout the stadium.

The voice of the host on the scene also did not stop for a moment, the pace was too fast and the speed was too fast. He only had time to recite the order, recite a few names, and let out a sigh, and the figures of the contestants were approaching the end!

"Zhao Lin is still leading, and the speed is still very fast. Yang Zuyao is catching up, and Shen Huan is still chasing... crossing the line!"

Crossing the line!

9 seconds 97!

On the game timing card next to the finish line, the first place in the 100-meter final has been played.

"9 seconds 97, 9 seconds 97..." The host on the scene, when he saw this result, he shouted excitedly, "The men's 100-meter final, champion Zhao Lin, 9 seconds 97... This is the second best result in his personal career, and he has maintained an Asian record of 9.96, and the national record is only 0.01 seconds away from the national record..."

"9 seconds 97!"

At the finish line, Zhao Lin took a few breaths with his waist and turned around and looked at the results on the timing cards. He stopped paying attention and slowly closed his eyes.

He is now used to savoring the process of the game after each competition, not to mention that there are many things worth savoring in this run today.

The coach once said...

"Zhao Lin, Feiren!!"
To be continued...