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Chapter 240 Trials 200 meters(1/2)

At 19:05 pm, the Stadium Track and Field Track.

The men's 200m preliminaries are about to begin!

The situation is similar to the 100-meter meter, and the 200-meter event with only 23 registered players is divided into three preliminary teams, with the top two plus two best results in each group entering the finals.

Amid the cheers and shouts, the athletes from the first group of the preliminaries appeared, and the host passionately introduced the contestants one by one according to the trail...

"Everyone is here!"

Before the starting line, the command to take the starter's position sounded.

On the fifth way, Zhu Kun let out a light breath and his feet landed on the starting device...

After looking around, Zhu Kun lowered his head and supported the ground with both hands...

It doesn’t matter who your opponent is, Zhu Kun, you are going to the Olympics!

"preparation"

"Bang!"

With a gunshot, Zhu Kun thrust his right foot on the starting device and bent over and rushed out in an instant.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Because of the forward extension, even ordinary professionals find it difficult to tell who is first and who is later. However, after the starting speed of the starting step, many people can see a lot of situations. The athlete in the five paths seems to be particularly fast!

It was indeed fast, and he accelerated without distraction. Zhu Kun entered his rhythm, controlling the different amplitudes of the left and right hands swinging arms. The strides he took were gradually increasing, and the pace frequency also became faster and faster.

The pace frequency, which was already extremely fast, was unable to show the efficiency it should have because of strength and coordination. With the continuous improvement of quality, Zhu Kun is now becoming more and more attractive in the rapid explosion.

Thirty meters, forty meters...

Zhu Kun, who pulled up, still ran very steadily, and all the opponents around him disappeared from his world.

Sixty meters, seventy meters...

With the speed of his life he had completely increased, he ran into the maximum corner of the corner.

He leaned his body and took big steps, stepping on the runway ground like precise guidance, pushing the ground forcefully, swinging his legs forward at a very fast speed, and his whole body seemed to draw a wonderful arc.

Eighty meters, ninety meters...

Immediately, the largest arc angle of the curve arrived, and the straight path was close to you.

...

The eight figures are different from each other, but once they approach the straight road, all positions will be clearly defined!

In the stadium, on the sidelines, and on the stands, the atmosphere is getting higher and higher!

Amid the countless cheers and shouts, the figure that has always been extremely prominent seems particularly eye-catching.

"Come on, come on!"

“Oh~”

Come on, bursts of exclamations suddenly burst out from the audience!

The gap was very obvious. After the five players turned into the straight, they seemed to have been pulled far away in just a few steps.

This is a national championship and an Olympic trial. It can be said that this is currently the top stadium in China. Being able to qualify for the trial is enough to prove that he is currently the top player in this event in China.

Therefore, it is really surprising that the difference can be so big after just halfway through. He is not Yang Zuyao!

On the track, no matter how far behind and leading, the athletes at this time have no time to take care of him.

The backward force is catching up, while the leading force is still running wildly!

Sixty meters, fifty meters, forty meters...

It's getting closer to the finish line.

"Entering the last 40 meters, Zhu Kun, a player from Huizhou Province, was still ahead, and his speed was still, uh..." The host of the tournament was yelling through the amplification device and was explaining the situation of the event as the process progressed.

But when he was about to say that the speed was still very fast, he suddenly choked because he found that the speed suddenly dropped a lot. The water was too sudden, which made him speechless.

Fortunately, he still has professional qualities. After choking, he hurriedly took it again: "It's very close to the finish line, with a clear lead. The five players began to let go intentionally..."

...

Side sidelines,

An area not far from the end point line

Lin Mu, Yuan Guohua and Meng Shaoqiang are here, and at this time they all bet on the track.

Before the game started, they occasionally communicated. After the first group of the 200m preliminaries officially started, the restlessness in the stadium became increasingly intense, but the part they were in became quieter.

No one spoke, and a few pairs of eyes were staring at the track, and the prominent figures on the track had never left their sight. Several people paid attention, but they were relatively relaxed. No matter the nature of the preliminaries or the players on the field, there was no factor that could make them nervous.

Until the host on the scene was choked...

"Haha~" Lin Mu shook his head secretly, it was indeed true.

Before the preliminary round, compared with the relaxation between Yuan Guohua and Meng Shaoqiang, Lin Mu was a little expectant. He was looking forward to seeing how Zhu Kun would face such a situation. After all, no matter how much he taught some things, he did not have a profound experience. In the end, there was no unexpected surprise.

Since he came into contact with Zhu Kun's training, Zhu Kun has never had such experience of two high-intensity games in a short period of time. No matter how much training is, it is tiring and challenges the limit, it is not comparable to the feeling of the game.

Anyone who has runs a sprint knows that it is very tiring to go through a full-strength race. If it is only a few hours apart, even if you feel your body recovered, you will know that the depth of your body has not fully recovered. Moreover, Zhu Kun is still running down 400 meters with the highest intensity.

With 400 meters of experience and encyclopedia data reminder, he knew clearly that Zhu Kun's physical strength was not good before, and he had many negative conditions. Although the temporary members of the list enjoyed his recovery treatment, he didn't do that. It would be better for Zhu Kun to feel it, the competition experience needs to be accumulated in this way.

It’s just a pity that Zhu Kun has too few opportunities to participate in such relatively top-notch competitions, and ordinary competitions are not worth much.

In addition to considering Zhu Kun’s issue, he was actually thinking more deeply about Chen Guobin.

Lin Mu didn't say anything about Zhu Kun's registration that day, even though Yuan Guohua had mentioned it to him at that time. Lin Mu felt that since Chen Guobin was the head coach, some things still need to be faced by himself, and he must treat athletes' competitions and training more systematically and rationally.

How to plan and how to make sense? The schedule is there, and it’s okay to compete in both competitions. The key is how to consider the arrangements. No matter how you combine them, the main and secondary must be severity.

For this entire championship, if you come to participate in the competition, you must aim to meet the standards, rankings, preliminaries, and the second most. All arrangements and considerations must be based on this.

If you plan to specialize in 400 meters, then you will have to focus more energy on 400 meters, but now it is obviously not, but because it is the final, they have put in a lot of effort. And in fact, they themselves know that 400 meters, with Zhu Kun's current situation, it is almost impossible to achieve the A-target results! The purpose of running this final desperately is just for this so-called national champion?

In the end, the purpose of this trip was still 200 meters. But the current situation was even less ideal. In Lin Mu's feeling, if Zhu Kun could have a small explosion and run 200 meters perfectly, there might still be some people who meet the standards. But now his physical strength is obviously not supported.

Don’t say that it’s just a preliminaries, there is still a chance to the finals, this statement will bring the situation back to its original place. The purpose is to participate in the competition, not to enter the finals, or even to get a ranking, what is needed is results and achievement.

"Guide Lin, Xiao Zhu's competition results are OK!"

The first group of preliminaries has ended. Meng Shaoqiang looked at the first place in the timing card and said something interesting.

"20 seconds 85!"

The timing card clearly shows the team's first place. Zhu Kun still won the first place after being seen as suddenly letting go of water in the next few dozen meters.

As a senior coach, Meng Shaoqiang cannot tell that Zhu Kun was not letting go, and no one was so sudden.

That is because of lack of physical strength and the accumulation of feelings of inability to persevere for a moment. The athlete himself seems so abrupt because he does not respond properly. However, the final score is indeed not bad. It is rare for a young player under 19 to achieve such a score in an incomplete state. It can be imagined that if he is in full swing, his score is really possible.

"Old Meng, I didn't even enter the B-mark, and this trip..." Yuan Guohua smiled and shook his head: "I'm still too young!"

Yuan Guohua's words were a bit ambiguous when he said something young, but Lin Mu and Meng Shaoqiang understood it. Not only athletes, but also coaches.

"Haha, Old Yuan, the grades are indeed okay! The strength is already here, this is the key, right?! In this case, young is more capital!" Meng Shaoqiang said, glanced at Lin Mu, and then said, "If you want to say that you are young, our coach Lin is younger. Isn't this capital?"

"Can you be younger than Director Lin? Because you have little experience and have no experience. But Director Lin, his experience is enough to write a book..."

"Okay, Old Yuan, you two are holding me up as you talk?" Lin Mu waved his hand and said, "It's good to be young, it's not good, it's right to say that you have no experience. When I joined the team last year, I did a lot of wrong things and incomplete things. I still have to rely on learning and have to be attentive..."

"You are all old coaches. I'm showing off my skills to you! Haha, keep watching the game. If you have anything, let's talk about it. Xiao Yang and the others are finished in a while, and we'll go back!"

The players in the first group of competition have already finished the game, and the preliminaries in the second group of competition are about to begin. Lin Mu has seen Shen Bao, who is in the second group, and He Jun has come on the court.

Facing Yuan Guohua's deep glance, Meng Shaoqiang couldn't help but smile embarrassedly!

...

"Dear spectators on site, the final of the 2004 National Track and Field Championships and Olympic Trials, the men's 200m competition. Now, the finalists have already appeared..."

On May 23, the last competition of the trials.

It was already 18:30 pm, and the sound of hosting on the spot sounded as scheduled in the amplification equipment in the stadium, and the last highlight of the entire trial competition will be held soon.

"Eight players have already reached the track. The top 8 players in the 200-meter event in China will stage a peak showdown at Chang'an Stadium today. Let's welcome it, the first one..."

With the introduction of the contestants hosted by the tournament, the list of players who are about to participate in the finals was played on the big screen of the stadium:

The first route is Tang Army, eastern Guangdong;

The second road, Xu Zhizhou, eastern Guangdong;

The third way, He Jun, Yuzhong;

The fourth road, Yang Zuyao, Shanghai;

The fifth route is Chen Bao, Su Province;

The sixth road, Zhu Kun, Huizhou;

The seventh way, Li Qiuping, Liao Province;

The eighth road, Liu Tao, eastern Guangdong;
To be continued...
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