At 9:50 am, in front of the game preparation area, Xu Zhongqi put the number plate on Zhu Xiaojun and Wen Ting. From time to time, he still reminded and encouraged him.

"Run well, I don't know your usual grades, but you were taught by Teacher Lin..."

"Teacher Xu, we..."

The two teenagers were very depressed and didn't know how to say anything, but they didn't dare to refute it. After all, they were so old, they were still the teacher. They could only keep nodding. After the notification was allowed to enter, they quickly turned around and went on the track to warm up!

Teacher Xu started talking to them just over half an hour ago. Until now, they have no rebellious emotions. They just keep the same content, which always makes people feel a little uncomfortable! Our coach never talks about these things before we go on the court!

But the two teenagers didn't know, it was not that he didn't say it, but that Lin Mu saw that the two teenagers were in good condition, so there was no need to say anything spiritual chicken soup to comfort them. Sometimes Lin Mu would like to have some pressure, and only with pressure could he have a chance to explode. Of course, if the condition was too bad, Lin Mu would definitely not be indifferent.

Xu Zhongqi was also concerned. He had already achieved good results, so of course he wanted to add some icing on the cake. But he didn't know, just the joy he and Lin Mu had from the bottom of their hearts after seeing the results yesterday, the pride and excitement of their classmates had touched their hearts, and now their hearts had already been raised!

"Two boys..." Xu Zhongqi cursed and shook his head, turned to look at Lin Mu, and smiled as faintly as usual, without making any statement before the game.

"Xiaolin, you are so calm!" Xu Zhongqi teased.

"Old Xu, you are concerned about it. I have taught you everything you should teach. What else can you say at the moment? Relieve them stress?" Lin Mu shook his head and continued: "No need, a little pressure is not a bad thing, just don't worry! A few kids are so worried!"

Jiang Bing and Luo Yuanjie on the side also laughed and laughed! Xu Zhongqi could only shake his head helplessly! The 200-meter preliminary round had already reached, and he had no time to pay more attention to the master and apprentice, and turned his attention to the field.

The U18 men's 200m preliminaries participated by 171 contestants were divided into 19 groups. Looking at the familiar faces in the preparation area, they had already made many appearances in the 100m yesterday.

It is common for both items between 100 and 200 at home and abroad, and of course it is not uncommon for both items to be good. Lin Mu has no choice, and he can only apply for two items to each item, and he can only arrange four people according to their pros and cons.

The process of the competition is basically similar to yesterday's 100-meter process. Two shots won the final. The eight people with the best preliminaries participated in the final. The same problem is still the same. The last group of players completed only has more than two hours before the start of the afternoon final. Although the interval between 100 meters is longer than yesterday, the same thing is that the consumption of 200 meters is much greater than that of 100 meters.

However, these will not have much impact on Zhu Xiaojun and Wen Ting. Wen Ting is in the second group and Zhu Xiaojun is in the eleventh group. They didn’t have a match yesterday, and today they are in the top group, so the pressure on physical fitness is undoubtedly much smaller.

On the track in the preparation area, Wen Ting was already doing the final warm-up. He was in the second group. The players in the previous group had already gone up to the track to compete, and he had no time to pay attention to their results. The key is to run well.

Move your body, run slowly, accelerate, and your body has completely heated up. At this time, the staff's instructions are also conveyed.

"The second group of players came on the court!"

Wen Ting, who was about to play, couldn't help but look back at the direction of the waiting area.

Teacher Xu, who had a nervous look, smiled and waved to him to encourage him, and the coach who stood straight and smiled!

Wen Ting clenched his fists and turned around and walked towards the starting line!

Standing in front of the starting line and adjusting the starting gear, Wen Ting looked around. Some good-looking players, hundreds or thousands of sparse spectators, sporadic cheers, none of this affected him. At the moment of standing at the starting line, he was ready, and the next step was to fight!

He ran fast in 100 meters and the acceleration process was too long. The coach said that he could improve his physical fitness and adjust his pace in the future. However, now is not the future. But when he ran 200 meters, the coach said that he was good.

Wen Ting himself felt that running 200 meters was more comfortable and comfortable than running 100. Although the starting speed was slow and the absolute speed was not particularly fast, he could rush to the end in one breath. Wen Ting couldn't help but think that maybe it was just like the coach said, this is his own rhythm!

Regarding this competition, there were two classmates' lessons yesterday. Wen Ting's mentality was much relaxed. He was also taught by a coach. He believed that he was not lazy than them. He also made progress, and he should have made considerable progress!

Do your best, run well, strive to enter the finals, and dare not think about winning first, but at least you can't embarrass the coach, of course, it's for yourself!

His academic performance has always been poor. His family is already considering finding something for him after graduating from high school. However, he was ignored or despised again and again, which made him feel a little unwilling.

Although I am mediocre, I also work hard and I don’t expect academic performance! But the coach gave me the opportunity to catch up from other aspects, and I want to seize it. I am not competitive, I am just Wen Ting, the living Wen Ting!

"Everyone is in place!" The voice of the starter on the sidelines rang.

Dad, mom, teacher, classmate, coach...

Wen Ting took a light breath, focused his attention on the upcoming competition, and slowly walked onto the runner.

The coach said, I have weaknesses, the starting reaction speed is a little slower, the starting speed is a little slower, but I will work hard...

He was more focused, and Wen Ting almost pricked up his ears, waiting for the next order, and the gunshot!

"preparation!"

The sound of preparation sounded, and Wen Ting instantly held his breath. The entire stadium also became quiet at this time! It seemed as if they were waiting for that sound!

"Bang~"

A gunshot sounded,

Before the starting line, eight players suddenly started from the corner, and Wen Ting also started and rushed out when he heard the sound of gunfire.

In Wen Ting's consciousness, his start was much better than usual, but among the contestants in the same group, his start was still a little slower.

Lin Mu, who was watching across the track, shook his head helplessly. Although he had already arranged reaction training and basic reaction attribute training for Wen Ting, it was still a little worse. Fortunately, it was 200 meters, and the requirements for these were still slightly lower than 100 meters, and there was still a chance to make up for it later!

Yes, there is still a chance to make up, and the game has just begun!

After starting, Wen Ting didn't know where he was, so he only knew to lean his body and speed up.

Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters

He was still starting up and on the eighth road, his body had formed a very small angle with the runway. From a distance, it seemed that he would fall at any time, but his body was still stable and his speed was gradually increasing, getting faster and faster!

Forty meters, fifty meters...

The tilted body, lowered his head and accelerated, as the speed increased, the track line changed, and it gradually straightened, but his acceleration was not over yet, and his speed was still increasing.

The coach said that you have weaknesses, start and start at a slower speed. But you also have strengths, your acceleration is very stable and your speed is not fast!

That's right, this is my strength. You can add thirty meters to the top speed and run on the way. I can't! I need 50 meters, but if you can't throw me off completely, this is my strength!

At Jiangzhen Stadium, 8 figures are still running on the runway.

Wen Ting was in the eighth lane. Because of the starting position and angle, he can only use the corner of his eye to scan the opponents in other lanes.

He is not a professional athlete, and he has never had an intuitive understanding of the so-called forward number and path impact. Normal training and competition are not the same concept.

Although I have run games before, to be honest, the opponents in the school competition are too weak, and each one is the same! There is only one competition in the county. He lost, and that time he was one. He experienced the despair of watching others lead from the beginning, but he couldn't catch up.

Later, Lin Mu also analyzed the situation of each passage, each forward run and the player situation, and told him a lot in detail. He also had some concepts, and now his feelings are deeper!

Everything is just two words, mentality!
Chapter completed!