"Congratulations on advancing to the finals, you just ran so well!"

"I'm sitting in the stands near the starting point. Did you hear me call your name?"

"Yang Wen, Yanan, and many classmates have come here to cheer you on. Teacher Shishi is also here. We made a super large banner and support board for you. During the finals, you go this way.

Would you like to take a look and say hello?"

In the lounge, Wei En, who had just returned from the semi-finals, wanted to open his mobile phone and browse the post bar, but when he took out his mobile phone, he saw the message sent to him by Chen Xinyue on QQ.

Wei En thought for a while and finally replied to her with one word: "Okay."

After receiving the reply, Chen Xinyue immediately sent him a series of messages, but Wei En had already muted his phone and left it aside.

After going to Nanning for training, he rarely contacted his former classmates.

Especially since he broke the national indoor 60-meter record at Yanjing Station, too many classmates and teachers from elementary school, junior high school, and high school have sent him messages. Some people from other schools or even people he didn’t know even asked for his contact information.

Bombard him with news.

Later, I changed my mobile phone number and deleted all the people on QQ who could delete it, and finally it stopped.

Speaking of which, Chen Xinyue is a girl with real perseverance. It's also his fault that he insisted on flirting with her in the first place. He never thought that even after 10 months, she still likes him.

Wei En felt that he was still very restrained. In fact, if he really wanted to "attack" a girl like Chen Xinyue, he would have "eaten" her cleanly long ago.

But after he figured out what he wanted to do and determined his life-long goal, he decisively gave up on Chen Xinyue, including the "win a champion and kiss him" bet he made before the school sports meeting to make some money.

Find Chen Xinyue to fulfill.

Like Su Bingtian and Chen Yanfang, they started out as childhood sweethearts. One was on the field competing in the competition, and the other was watching obsessively at home. Wei En didn't like the relationship very much.

What he is looking for is the kind of love where two people can support each other in their careers, where both men and women deeply understand each other's hardships and can stay together in adversity.

During the break, Wei En and Lao Yi received massages and relaxation as usual. The physical exertion of both of them in the semi-finals was not great, and the rest time was very sufficient, which was enough to restore them to their best condition before the start of the final.

The time for the men's 100-meter final is 14:30, and the final time is 17:00, with a break of nearly 3 and a half hours.

This time is actually a bit too much. Generally speaking, the men's 100-meter semi-finals and finals of international competitions are generally kept at about 2 hours. This is not only to ensure the ratings, but also to enhance the competitiveness of the world competition.

Depending on the amount of rest time, coaches will develop different physical recovery plans for athletes. However, the long rest period in the semi-finals and finals like in China is very detrimental to future players' ability to adapt to international competitions.

Of course, there is no need for the Field Management Center to start international competitions at this point. After all, no one in China has entered the finals of the men's 100-meter event. Even in the Olympic men's 100-meter event, no Chinese athlete has yet entered.

Semifinals.

"Xiao Wei, tell me the truth, how many seconds can you run when you are fully rested like this?" In the lounge, Lao Yi, who was sitting on a chair playing with his mobile phone, asked Wei En, who was lying on the bed receiving a massage.

road.

Wei En was lying on his back to receive the massage from the team doctor. Today, he and Lao Yi were different from the past. The leaders of the Sports Bureau specially assigned an experienced and skilled masseur to the two of them. The technique was much more comfortable than Chen Wenzhong's.

Wei En groaned and said: "Who knows? We usually save our strength when training, and we don't do a complete 100-meter test. What's more, the training data can only be used as a reference. How far can we run?

It still depends on how it goes in the game."

"You said that, you must have thought about breaking Daniel's record, right?" Chen Wenzhong walked to the bed, aimed at Wei En's small buttocks and slapped him.

After making a little joke, Chen Wenzhong said seriously: "Xiaowei, I know you have ideals and talents, but sometimes, you sometimes have to learn to hide your words in your heart. Of course Ito Koji's performance is very good.

The bonus is, but 10.00 seconds is already the fastest time that a local Asian athlete can run under legal wind speed."

"[Give me three months] This kind of statement has been heard by people all over the country. You also know how demanding the requirements of our national team athletes are and how unfavorable public opinion is to us. Once you fail to meet the requirements,

The goals you set, those on the Internet...the keyboard warriors you mentioned, they won't let you go!"

When Wei En heard this, he thought about what to say, but he still swallowed the words.

What Chen Wenzhong said is not unreasonable. He said "give me three months" to a CCTV reporter that day, mainly because he was angered by the large wave of rhythmic spider bloggers on the Internet.

On the surface, it is for netizens to analyze the 100-meter gap between Chinese and Japanese men, but in fact, it is belittling the entire Chinese nation. Can he endure this?

However, there is really no need for him to say harsh words in front of the media. If he achieves it, it will be okay. If he does not achieve it within the time he set, it will only make other people's ambitions destroy his own prestige. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs will definitely let the centipedes continue.

Increase efforts to deceive the public and belittle Chinese athletes.

However, Wei En is still certain that he will be released, although it will indeed be very difficult in three months.

"I know the coach, I will pay attention to it in the future."

"Well, have a good rest and have a good run in the finals."

In the Yanjing team's lounge, Li Qing was providing psychological counseling to Zhang Peimeng. He had been depressed since returning from the semi-finals. As a coach, Li Qing had to do something.

Zhang Peimeng is a very serious northern man, and he especially likes to compete with himself, and it is easy to get into trouble and not come out.

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Zhang Pei suddenly raised his head and glanced at Li Qing, who seemed about to get angry. He felt a little guilty. He was originally so confident that he stumbled in the semifinals and was defeated by an unknown young man. Naturally, he felt very unhappy.

"It's okay, don't worry, I've thought about it, let's start the massage now." Zhang Peimeng said, got up and lay down on the bed.

"Hmph, you're crazy if you think about it." Li Qing snorted coldly, "A small mistake in the semi-finals has brought you to this state. I think you should just give up on the finals. You're running anyway.

Don’t beat them.”

"As you said, who can I outrun?" Zhang Peimeng said seriously.

"Who can you outrun? You should ask who you can outrun!" Zhang Peimeng is a serious person who doesn't take soft and hard tactics, but Li Qing has a way to deal with him. To deal with such an arrogant guy, he has to use provoking methods.

"In the Indoor Yanjing Station, you lost to Wei En and Lao Yi; in the Kunshan Grand Prix Station, you still lost to Wei En and Lao Yi; in the Chongqing Championship, Wei En did not participate, but Su Bingtian won you again.

Tell me, who of these three can you outrun?"

"Are you looking down on me?!" Zhang Pei straightened up with a sudden cry. At 1.86 meters tall, he was more than half a head taller than Li Qing. His Chinese character face coupled with his height made him feel oppressive.

But the more serious Zhang Peimeng was, the happier Li Qing felt, because it showed that the stimulating method worked. But the fire was not strong enough, and he had to pour oil on it.

Li Qing raised his head and looked directly into Zhang Peimeng's angry eyes, pointed at his chest and said:

"I'm not looking down on you, it's you who looks down on yourself! Otherwise, why would you still be brooding over a small mistake until now? Is the competition determined by the semi-finals? Qualification for the Asian Games is based on the semi-finals.

Is the result determined by the finals?!"

The tall Zhang Peimeng was pointed at Li Qing a few times, and his body immediately softened, and he sat back on the bed.

In the lounge, the two of them were silent for a while.

After a long while, Zhang Peimeng lowered his head and whispered: "Just wait, I won't let you down."

"Don't let yourself down."
Chapter completed!