"I've advanced! Master, I've advanced!"

There were still tears in his eyes, and Chen Jianhai ran to the track quickly.

He skipped the advertising bezel directly, rushed over and hugged Meng Shaoqiang, and gave him a hug.

Tears flowed down again, and it took him a lot of effort to get rewards. Because of this run in the preliminary round, he almost missed the advancement. He remembered the master who was holding and the coaches around him, and he felt particularly mixed feelings.

"Yes, you advanced! You will always be the best..."

Meng Shaoqiang's eyes were also wet, the process was not perfect, but the result was finally relieved. Finally... there was no... he didn't dare to think about it anymore. He just hugged his disciple tightly and kept repeating the same words.

Lin Mu, Yu Weili, Yuan Guohua, Liu Ren, Chen Guobin, including Yang Zuyao, Zhu Kun and He Jun who did not participate in the competition, as well as some other staff members, were smiling and applauding enthusiastically.

Some strange eyes were thrown around, just a preliminary round. Perhaps those people might even think that these Chinese people were too excited and satisfied.

They didn't care about these things. Only those who were in it knew how long this step had been for China and how many generations had put in it.

"Thank you, Director Lin, thank you..."

Chen Jianhai's mood was slightly relieved. After letting go of Meng Shaoqiang, he turned to hug Lin Mu and kept saying thank you.

For more than half a year, it can be said that Lin Mu has been helping them. Even if these athletes have nothing to do with him, he is really a competitor to his athletes.

He could figure out what it was for, but he was still very grateful and deeply touched. It was for China, for China's track and field, and for hundreds of millions of people who were looking forward to their dreams!

It is precisely because of this that he finally decided to completely change his core rhythm. Even if he cannot succeed, he should give himself hope and contribute to China's sprint career.

"I ran well, not mentioning the results or ranking..." Lin Mu was also a little moved when he gently patted Chen Jianhai's back.

"This is a farewell to the past. Now you are the brand new Chen Jianhai. Run well. No matter where you can go in the future, you are worthy of the Chinese track and field athlete..."

"Thank you, thank you!"

"Guide Yu..."

"Old Yang, Xiao Zhu, Jun Ge'er..."

"Haha~ Not bad, Jianhai, congratulations, we are the first player in China to run into the second round!"

Yang Zuyao smiled and hugged Chen Jianhai and slapped twice. He was extremely happy to see Chen Jianhai coming to this point. They fought together in the Asian arena, youth competitions, and Universiade, but their results were not good.

Now he can make good changes and gain something, and he is as happy as if he has achieved his own results. He hopes that no one who has come here with him will fall behind.

"It's almost time for Xiao Shen to compete..."

Yuan Guohua's greeting sounded, and the people surrounding him leaned forward one after another.

The second group of the preliminary round has ended, and the host on the scene is introducing the athletes' results. It is also after that that the second player in China will be on the stage.

Can you advance and make history again? Whether it is coaches, athletes or other delegation staff, they all want to witness it closer.

...

"Sompsson, Mills, Lima, Degafar, Gatlin...shen...happy..."

The staff in the inspection and recording area read out the names of the upcoming third group preliminaries through the radio.

After checking the name and confirming the information, the inspection staff led 9 athletes to the track and field field.

After passing through the corridor, he walked in a row, his height of 1.67 meters and yellow skin, no matter which point, Chen Huan looked particularly conspicuous and particularly eye-catching.

Chen Huan has gradually gotten used to these things. More importantly, he knows that after he goes to the stadium and runs out, all of this will no longer be important. He is only considering this preliminaries, his first Olympic Games in his life.

Chen Jianhai advanced and he had already seen it in the recording area. This made him, who was still a little nervous and timid, instantly gain countless confidence. It turned out that the same was true for the Olympics, it was just an arena on a larger stage.

He can, and I must!

Following the team step by step, Chen Huan murmured silently over and over again in his heart.

The huge noise and noise in the stadium became clearer and clearer. At this time, he felt a little excited, but his emotions that were already nervous and uncertain were getting calmer. This made him feel extremely surprised.

"Um?!"

As soon as he stepped into the stadium, the noise that had become clearer and clearer seemed to explode in his mind in an instant, making Chen Huan feel a little dizzy.

After waking up instantly, he felt one or two Chinese sounds resounding particularly in his heart.

Illusion? Or...?

Looking around, the stars flashed in the stands from time to time, making people feel dizzy, and the vision is crowded everywhere, making people even more dizzy.

"call……"

Retracting his gaze, Chen Huan let out a light sigh.

"There are so many people, it's really different!"

The 70,000 seats were almost full at this time. Even a sigh or two in the stadium may set off a wave, not to mention that there are countless cheers, shouts and whistles.

The more he walked into the arena, the more Chen Huan felt all kinds of strong voices coming from all directions, and the originally calming heart began to rise and fall a little.

"After you get on the field, nothing matters outside of you... Make all your preparations, start... accelerate... and rush to the finish line!"

Under the referee's arrangement, Chen Huan walked onto his track, silently recited the words in his mind, and began to make the final preparations before the race!

He was arranged in the third group of sixth lanes, and the group of lanes were neither good nor bad. In fact, he, including his teammates, didn't care much about these. Hundred meters are a straight lane competition. As long as you can stabilize your mentality, opponents, and off the field, the impact can be caused by minimal. Being able to fully exert your level is the key.

In just over a year, he broke the record, won the championship, failed, was so frustrated that he almost fell, and then stood on the podium again. After experiencing many ups and downs, he believed that he could face everything!

What's more, the athletes under the coach have never been unstable, and I will definitely not be the alternative. What Zhao Lin said, I cannot let it go...

I must get three promotional places.

Chen Huan was ruthless in his heart again.

He felt that he was staring at him again, and it seemed different from the strange and curious things he had before. He couldn't help but turn his head to look.

A black face that looked very special, with flames in both eyes, but when he nodded to him with a smile, he seemed to be inconsistently friendly.

"Justin Gatlin!"

He forced out some expressions, and he nodded and signaled his name in his heart.

He had watched a little in the recording area as early as the record area. Although the coach always told them not to consider their opponents in the game, it was impossible to really ignore them completely. Some analytical opponents before the game must have.

And the opponents in his group are obviously this person, a true top player!

As he thought, Gatlin actually paid a little attention.

Although he had never seen Chen Huan, he had known his name for a long time. He had watched the video of the indoor competition. He was the 60m champion of the indoor competition last year, and this is the 60m champion of this year, so he is naturally interested in learning about it.

But after seeing it, he felt a little surprised. A very special little player seemed more special than the one who was in trouble. In addition to the quick reaction and fast speed that a small and smart player should have, he was obviously not tall, but he ran 60 meters with an extraordinary starting frequency and stride.

From then on, he could actually see that such a 60-meter rhythm seemed more suitable for running a hundred meters.

He remembered it in his heart at that time, just like the one who is also a Chinese. Although he thought that the other party should not be at the same level as him, it did not prevent him from paying attention. Every player who can run into 6 seconds and 50 seconds in 60 meters and 10 seconds in 10 meters is worthy of his attention.

He also thought about what would happen to the opponent's 100-meter game, but he didn't expect that they really encountered it in the Olympic Games!

"Although I won't be able to do my best in the preliminary round, I don't have to take a look first!"

Gatlin said something easily in his heart.

On the track, occasionally observe the opponents, warm up each other, and then check the starting equipment. The athletes have basically completed their preparations. Only when the athletes are finally moving their bodies, the athletes' introduction sound begins to sound in the high-powered loudspeaker in the venue.

"The first...the second...the third...the fourth, Justin Gatlin from the United States, he was the 60-meter champion of the 2003 Birmingham World Indoor Track and Field Championships, and the 100-meter champion of the Golden League Zurich Station..."

Whenever the tournament host introduces a player's name, country and honors he received, the entire venue will cheer and cheer. This is respect and affirmation for every player who can enter the Olympic stadium, not based on nationality or race.

When Gatlin was introduced, cheers sounded again, more enthusiastic than the previous few people. In any case, the call for stars in the arena was extremely great, and Gatlin is now obviously a real star.

"Oh~ spectators, today is a very lucky day. We will see the preliminaries of the 60m champions of the two indoor world championships. The sixth road, the 60m champion of the 2004 indoor track and field championship, shen   huan from China..."

"Come on Huaxia!"

"Huaxia will win!"

That's right, not an illusion!

The cheers and cheers came faintly, and this time he heard them sincerely.

Through the huge space in the center of the arena, I tried hard to look in the direction of the most violent cheering, and there was really a touch of red there!

In an instant, a strong warm current spread from the depths of my heart to the whole body.

"come on!"

He pressed his left hand on the red flag on his chest, raised his right hand high, Chen Huan waved his arm in that direction, and the strength on his body instantly collapsed.

It feels really wonderful to be able to hear Chinese cheering in the Olympics.

“on    your    marks!”

As the information about the athletes of each pass was introduced, the referee on the sidelines issued an order.

Chen Huan leaned down and lowered his head. As he completed the preparation movement, all the intense emotions were integrated into his body. He was just waiting for the next command, just waiting for all the power and emotions to burst out completely.

“Set!”

The eight figures had different heights, but they were also uniformly bowed!

"Bang!"

The electronic gunfire sounded.
To be continued...