"Zhang Peimeng, Su Bingtian, would you like to be interviewed?"

Zhang Peimeng and Su Bingtian originally thought that their mission tonight was over, and were about to return to the lounge to clean themselves before returning to the scene to watch the game. Unexpectedly, they were stopped by Tong Rina just as they were about to leave.

The two looked at each other, smiled, and walked side by side.

Tong Rina was not polite at all. She pulled Zhang Peimeng and Su Bingtian and stood in front of the camera. When she saw the camera's light turning on, she immediately asked:

"Let me ask Peimeng first. You ran 10.01 seconds. How do you feel about your performance tonight?"

"Well..." Zhang Peimeng turned his head and glanced at Wei En who was celebrating around the court, thought for two seconds, and replied: "I feel that my performance is still very good, because 10 seconds 01 is also me.

It was my second best result, and it was also run under headwind conditions with low temperatures. This should be the best shot of my career."

"Peimeng, Bingtian turned on the 10-second mark a week ago. When will I hear your good news?" Tong Rina didn't give Zhang Peimeng any "breathing chance" and asked again.

Thanks to you, I really can’t pick up any pot!

But to be honest, Zhang Peimeng is indeed very satisfied with his performance tonight.

Although he ran 10 seconds at the Kobe Asian Championships last year, the wind speed of that shot was close to the legal limit of 1.8m/s, and the wind speed of today's shot was -0.4m/s.

Regardless of the difference in temperature conditions, the wind speed alone reaches 2.2m/s. Using the Murica formula, the difference in hard power between the two guns is as much as 0.11 seconds.

In other words, the power of Zhang Peimeng's shot is definitely within 10 seconds!

Including the three Asian Grand Prix events he participated in in Thailand, all of which were within 10 seconds. He feels that he has the conditions to hit the 10-second mark!

"It's hard to say this kind of thing, but I personally feel that I am really close to breaking through. I just need to wait for a good state, good wind speed, and a good opponent. Just like today, I can compete with such a world-class sprinter on the same stage, although I am very nervous.

But this pressure actually stimulated me to take the best shot of my career so far."

"Then next month our relay team will go to Europe for training. I hope we can make a breakthrough in the international competition where the competition is more intense and the overall level is higher."

"Where's Bingtian?" Tong Rina changed the topic to Su Bingtian: "Seeing that Wei En broke the Asian record again, and then Pei Meng also beat you today, will you feel pressure?"

"Um..." Su Bingtian smiled awkwardly at the camera: "Okay, maybe he will put more pressure on me when he first debuted in 10 years, but as the gap with him has become too big

, this pressure gradually became less. In fact, Wei En now gives me, including the players on our national relay team, and many sprinters I know, more hope than pressure."

"Just, he has reached a height that is hard to catch up with, and his heart will slowly change from a mentality of wanting to catch up to a mentality of looking up. Now Wei En is more telling to our domestic sprinters.

We: Yellow people can also reach his height, and can also run 9.9 seconds, 9.8 seconds, or even 9.7 seconds."

Hearing Su Bingtian's answer, Tong Rina took advantage of the situation and asked: "Now it seems that many domestic and foreign media say that Wei En is close to the limit of the yellow race. The fastest yellow race can only run 9 seconds 8. What do you think about this statement?

What do you think?"

As soon as this question came out, Su Bingtian and Zhang Peimeng were stunned because it was a difficult question for them to answer.

The results of the two of them are currently hovering around 10 seconds. Although one has already opened the 10-second mark, and the other has a great chance to open the 10-second mark, but when it comes to the field of 9.8 or even 9.7, it is not

It's all they can imagine now.

There was silence for a while, neither of them could come up with a good answer.

At this time, Wayne suddenly ran into the middle of them, put his arms around their shoulders and smiled at the camera: "It's up to me to answer this question."

"I want to tell Brother Pei Meng and Brother Tian, ​​including all those who have dreams and work hard for their dreams: Don't set a limit for yourself too easily. I think people's limits should be unlimited."

"All so-called conventions and all so-called laws must be broken by ourselves! Don't ignore the doubts from the outside world. We must have dreams, dare to think, dare to fight, and use facts to break doubts!"

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At 21:54 on the evening of May 19th, there were 80,000 people in the Shanghai Stadium.

One hour and 20 minutes have passed since Wei En set a new Asian record in the men's 100-meter race.

During this period, there was a moderate rain in the city, which caused the temperature in the stadium to drop sharply again. The world-famous players in many events were unable to perform their ideal results.

Near 22:00, there was only the last event left in the Magic City Stadium, and it was also the event that the Chinese spectators present, especially the citizens of Magic City, were most concerned about - the men's 110-meter hurdles.

The live broadcast camera passed through 10 hurdles from the finish line and focused on Liu Xiang in lane 5. Like Wei En, countless track and field fans are full of expectations for him today.

Yang Jian looked up at the sky and said happily: "Everyone, what's amazing is that the weather in Magic City suddenly improved after Liu Xiang appeared. The rain stopped and the wind calmed down. We are waiting for this exciting event.

13 seconds!”

As soon as the camera turned, nine athletes who were waiting to hear the gun appeared in the starting area of ​​the men's 110-meter hurdles. After seeing the referee's signal at the starting point, the starter began to issue commands:

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"boom--!"

"The game begins! Liu Xiang's starting reaction is relatively fast, so he quickly gets to the first hurdle!"

"Richard and Liu Xiang are running neck and neck. In the first five columns, everyone is constantly adjusting their state!"

"Liu Xiang has overtaken the first place, Richardson is slightly behind, and David Oliver is trying to catch up!"

"Liu Xiang maintains his form! Final sprint - 12 seconds 99!!!"

"Liu Xiang ran under 13 seconds! Liu Xiang ran under 13 seconds again, setting a competition record!"

"The wind has calmed down, the rain has stopped, Liu Xiang is back!"

"If this result is accurate, then this will be Liu Xiang's first shot within 13 seconds after the 2007 New York Reebok Grand Prix."

After Yang Jian said this, it seemed that he had a clear understanding. The host at the scene immediately read out the results approved by the finish referee with excitement:

"12 seconds 97!"

Boiling, completely boiling!

Even if the volume is not turned up high, the audience in front of the TV can still hear the roaring roar from the audience in the stadium, as if it is going to overturn the sky in this magical city!

The night of May 19 may be an unforgettable night for Chinese track and field fans many years later.

At 20:32, the number one sprinter in Asia, Red Lightning Wain, defeated Jamaican stars Yohan Blake and Asafa Powell under low temperature and headwind conditions, setting a new Asian record!

At 21:55, five years later, Liu Xiang, a former Asian flying star who had been dormant for several years due to injury, once again broke 13 seconds, and this was in a low temperature and slippery venue just after the heavy rain!

Compared to Wei En, Liu Xiang's 12.97 seconds may make Chinese track and field fans even more excited, especially those who witnessed Liu Xiang reach the top of the world during the Athens Olympics.

How difficult this day is!

After waiting for five years, the result is finally here!

12.97 (0.4) - 1260 points, maybe it is destined, it is exactly the same as the 9 seconds 85 points that Wei En ran an hour ago. In the IAAF points conversion, Wei En's 9 seconds 85 points is 1259

point.

"12 seconds 97! Liu Xiang created the best time in the world this year. In such a slippery venue, it is really incredible."

"Be there and witness the legend! The slogan of this year's Magic City Diamond League is so appropriate!"

"12 seconds 97! Liu Xiang points his sword at London!"

In the audience, Wei En and Su Bingtian could not help but applaud and shout for Liu Xiang. How could it not be moving to witness this pioneer of Chinese track and field in the 21st century return to the top?

At this moment, Wei En had only one thought in his mind: if possible, help Liu Xiang complete his journey to the London Olympics, not asking for gold or silver, just asking him to finish the game smoothly.

From winning the World Championships in Daegu last year to today's 12.97 seconds, it seems that Liu Xiang's injury has been "healed" and he has the strength to compete for the Olympic gold medal again.

But Wei En is very clear that Liu Xiang's hidden dangers of injuries still exist. If he trains with the goal of "hitting the Olympic championship", his originally fragile Achilles tendon injury will inevitably break out again, completely ruining his career.

life.

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Wei En answered the phone without looking: "Hey...who is this?"

Mother Wei Siyun's voice came from the mobile phone receiver: "I'm at the door of your room. Have you slept?"

"Ah? No, I..." Wei En hurriedly stopped Kulkina and gestured to the air, not daring to make a sound.

After staying for a second or two, Kulkina smiled shyly, picked up her clothes and slipped into the bathroom.

Wei Siyun also read something from his son's silence and said: "Please tidy up, mom has something to say to you." Then he turned off the phone and waited outside the door.

Wei En shook his head and smiled bitterly. He took a towel prepared in advance and wiped it. He also threw a bath towel on the bed into the trash can and packed it up. Then he folded the bedding and sprayed it with air freshener...

...

After Kulkina came out of the bathroom, Wei En invited his mother in.

After walking into the room, Wei Siyun naturally smelled the strange smell that was masked by the air freshener. He then looked at Kulkina, who was sitting on the bedside holding the corner of her clothes and feeling "uneasy", and laughed out loud: "I

It’s not like you’re here to accuse me, so why do you, your girlfriend, look like you’ve done something wrong?”

Wayne scratched his head and did not dare to answer. He just reminded Kulkina in Russian.

Kulkina stood up obediently and said in Chinese with a clear Russian accent: "Hello, aunt, I am Maria Kulkina."

Wei Siyun walked forward with a smile, took Kulkina's hand and sat down casually, smiling: "I watched your competition live today. Congratulations on winning the championship. You performed very well. High jump

His movements are very elegant.”

Wei En translated his mother's words to Kulkina, and she smiled happily: "Really?"

Wei Siyun nodded: "You don't know, Wei En's father was actually a high jumper like you when he was young. But he was much worse than you. He couldn't even jump 1.8 meters when he was your age.

However, I gave up later.”
To be continued...