Pune, India.

It was past midnight, and the members and leaders of the Chinese track and field team were basically asleep. However, there was a sudden rush of footsteps in the corridor of the hotel floor where they were staying.

"I'm disturbing you so late. Director Feng won't just scold you, right?"

"How is it possible? 9 seconds 62. If Director Feng heard that Wei En had run such an amazing result, it would be too late to be happy!"

Outside the room of Chinese track and field team coach Feng Shuyong, members of the relay team such as Xie Zhenye and Lao Yi were hesitant.

Although they have to participate in the relay finals tomorrow, and Xie Zhenye himself has to participate in the 200m preliminaries and finals on the 6th and 7th, they still did not miss the Diamond League Lausanne station tonight.

The World Championships are getting closer and closer. The peak showdown between Wayne and Tyson Gayin at the Diamond League Lausanne station has long attracted the attention of countless track and field practitioners and track and field fans. Naturally, they cannot suppress their yearning.

, watched the whole process.

"Let's forget it. Don't disturb Director Feng's rest. It will be the same if we tell him tomorrow anyway." Xie Zhenye put down his hand that was about to knock on the door and turned to the team members.

"Well, Director Feng is getting older. It's really not good for us to disturb him so late."

"Indeed, let's go back. Maybe Director Feng will wake up tomorrow. We don't have to tell him. We can just look at his phone and get the news."

"Old Feng, open the door! There is good news..." Just as the team members were about to leave, the door of the next room was suddenly pushed open. Yu Weili, the deputy head coach of the national track and field team, saw Feng Shuyong standing in front of Feng Shuyong's door.

After many people came together, he froze on the spot before he finished speaking.

Everyone in the corridor looked at each other in confusion.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps in the room, "Why are you making such noise in the middle of the night? Is there anything you can't talk about tomorrow?"

"Kacha", the door of the room was pushed open from the inside.

Feng Shuyong was wearing pajamas and drooping slippers. He looked at the group of people in front of the door and was stunned for a few seconds.

"You guys...what's going on? What are you doing huddled outside my room?"

The team members looked at me and I looked at you. Finally, after everyone communicated with their eyes, they "invited" Yu Weili over.

Yu Weili said happily: "Old Feng, let me tell you, Wei En has broken the record again!"

"Breaking the record again?" Feng Shuyong's face suddenly lit up with joy: "At this time, he should be participating in the Diamond League in Lausanne? How about it? How much did he run? 9 seconds 69? 9 seconds 68?"

"9 seconds 62!"

"9 seconds...how much? Are you right?"

Yu Weili took out his mobile phone, found the latest report from the IAAF, and pointed it out to Feng Shuyong: "Take a good look, 9 seconds 62, which is exactly the maximum wind speed of 2.0 meters per second, second in history!"

"Oh my God, am I dreaming?"

With a "pop" sound, Feng Shuyong lost his grip and dropped the phone to the ground.

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In the dormitory of the Jamaican track and field team in Lignano Sabbiadoro, Italy, Glenn Mills came to the door of his disciple Usain Bolt's room with extremely complicated emotions.

Standing in front of the door, Bob Marley's classic reggae song "One Love" could be heard clearly from the room. Glenn Mills knocked on the door several times before the music in the room was stopped.

It was not Bolt who opened the door, but the younger Bailey Cole. There were Warren Weir, Shellyanne Fraser and others in the room. Used disposable paper cups could be seen everywhere on the ground. Fortunately,

Glenn Mills didn't smell the wine.

"Coach, tomorrow is a day off. I didn't go to the bar to hang out. I just called them here to have a small party." Bolt sat on the bed and explained to Glenn Mills with a smile.

"Yeah, we're just having a normal get-together." Warren Weir smiled and moved a small bench behind Glenn Mills so that the coach could have a seat.

"Coach, what would you like to drink? Orange juice or lemon juice?" Bailey Cole asked Glenn Mills, holding up a paper cup.

Glenn Mills did not sit down, nor did he answer what he wanted to drink. He just scanned the people in the room with his lazy, cloudy eyes.

The men and women in this room are the mainstays of the Jamaican track and field team. I can't say it too harshly, but I can't say it in vain.

"Recently, your training results have been very good. After a hard day of training, it is only natural to have some fun..."

Life during the training camp for the World Series was very boring. For the sake of national honor, the leaders of the track and field team kept a close eye on their team members. Even a super star like Usain Bolt was repeatedly prohibited from hanging out in bars.

Picking up girls and drinking are secondary. After the indulgence, if he can't fight anymore, add more training and train him to death until he is so tired that he doesn't even have the strength to go to the bar.

What he fears most is that he will come into contact with some people with ulterior motives outside, and they will mix some shady ingredients into drinks and food, causing him to fail the drug test, and his career will be ruined!

Bolt's status today is not only due to his impeccable and impressive results, but also because of his "innocence".

The World Anti-Doping Agency is keeping an eye on him at all times. Since setting world records in 2008, he has faced hundreds of routine and surprise inspections every year. If there is a problem, it will definitely cause a sensation in the world.

But that's not what Glenn Mills is here for tonight.

"I'm going to Paris tomorrow, Usain. Perform well and show your best. You must go all out!"

Bolt was a little puzzled when he heard this. From his experience, whenever the World Series is approaching, Glenn Mills asks him to let him go as long as he can to ensure that no injuries occur.

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Bolt was puzzled: "Coach, I don't understand, is it because my opponent the day after tomorrow is Wayne?"

Glenn Mills nodded: "I want you to go all out because I want to see how far you are from him in your current state. There is still one month left before the World Championships. Only by recognizing the gap can I

You develop a more rigorous and scientific training plan."

When Bolt heard the coach's answer, he suddenly became unhappy.

"I want to see how big the gap is between you and him in your current state", how can such words make people happy, but if you are not happy, you are not happy, and Bolt can only accept this reality.

His peak period came too early, so he suffered a lot of injuries early on, which have often troubled him since 2010, causing frequent fluctuations in his competitive status.

For example, in last year's domestic trials, his condition declined due to a recurrence of injuries, and he lost to Blake in both the 100m and 200m events.

At the Diamond League Rome station in early June, he unexpectedly lost to Justin Gatlin. The main reason was the recurrence of injury.

As early as the beginning of May, he had already recovered to a level of around 9.85 seconds. Logically speaking, one month of training would be enough for him to recover to a level of less than 9.80 seconds, but unfortunately, it backfired.

After the Rome station, he went to the German club Bayern again and visited the miracle doctor Wolfat. Finally, he was diagnosed with sacroiliitis in his pelvis and some signs of strain in the hamstring muscle of his left leg.

Therefore, until the Jamaican domestic trials half a month ago, his condition could not be fully restored.

"You guys are having so much fun in the room, you probably didn't watch tonight's live broadcast of the Diamond League... Usain, there is bad news you must know now." Glenn Mills took his time.

The ground spoke.

"Bad news?" Bolt immediately sat up straight: "Did Wayne run any good results again? Did he run into 9.70 seconds?"

Glenn Mills nodded: "I did run into 9.70 seconds, and it's not 9.69 seconds or 9.68 seconds."

"9 seconds 62!"

"What?!" There was a burst of exclamation in the room, and every team member's eyes widened at this time, with surprise written on their faces.

Bolt was stunned for a long time and swallowed hard, "9 seconds 62..."

Glenn Mills also said with some frustration: "The ultimate wind speed of 2.0m/s, although in terms of hard power, is a little worse than the 9.63 seconds you shot in London last year, but..."

it is more than words.

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The next day, on the flight from Geneva to Paris.

"Wayne, are you really planning to fail tomorrow's Paris Grand Prix? Don't you want to compete with Bolt?"

"Yeah." There seemed to be no emotional fluctuations on Wayne's face. The gazes of the European passengers and the flirtatious glances of the flight attendants failed to affect him at all.

"If Bolt proposes to withdraw from the race today, then I can run a race tomorrow, but at this time, I don't want to meet him in advance."

Randy Huntington did not express any opinion on the decision to abandon the competition. He was very open-minded regarding his willingness to participate and never forced Wei En to participate in a competition that he did not want to participate in.

But Su Bingtian was full of doubts, "Why? It's such a good opportunity to test his condition, wouldn't it be a pity to abandon the game? With your current condition, you should be able to beat him easily."

Wei En shook his head and said with a smile: "It doesn't mean anything to win Bolt in the Diamond League. Whether I can beat him in the World Championships is what I care about. A man who travels a hundred miles is half a mile, and there is a high probability that his current state is not as good as mine."

, but what if you really run with me desperately, forcing me to go all out, and end up hurting me?"

"We just flew from Birmingham to Lausanne two days ago, and then we adapted to the venue non-stop, and then had a high-intensity race the next day. It would be okay if there was no Bolt in Paris. I will put some water and run for 19 seconds.

Winning the championship with a time of 6.19 seconds and 7 seconds didn’t put much load on my body.”

"I'm just afraid that he'll risk his life with me. He came prepared and I rushed to fight, but I'm the one who's going to suffer! Anyway, as long as he's here in this game, no matter whether I lose or win, I can't actually make any money.

good."

Wei En's idea is very simple. First, he does travel back and forth between the two countries in a short period of time. Basically, after landing, he adapts to the venue, attends the press conference, rests, and prepares for the game the next day. The time is very short.

Not enough, it consumes a lot of physical energy and energy.

Under such circumstances, if you have another head-on fight with Bolt, the probability of injury will be very high. And if you are injured, there is a high probability that you will lose the championship at the World Championships in Moscow one month later.

Second, his performance was so impressive and he directly improved to a level that could threaten Bolt's historical status. It is absolutely impossible for him and his coach Glenn Mills to remain indifferent.

At this time, using the "war-free" card to avoid fighting may also affect their mentality to a certain extent. Of course, even if it does not affect their mentality, it will not be a loss.

After yesterday's game ended, reports about Wei En are now on the news pages all over the world. There is still a month until the World Championships, but the heat has already been exaggerated and hyped up.

Before Wei En ascended to the second place in history in Lausanne, at the 2013 Asian Athletics Championships in Pune, India, the Chinese army also destroyed all sides.

Lao Yi was in charge of 100 meters, and the other spot was not given to Xie Zhenye, but to Wu Zhiqiang.

In the men's 100-meter final, Lao Yi won the championship with a time of 10 seconds 24 (-0.3), winning the only individual gold medal in an intercontinental event in his career.
To be continued...