Chapter 390 Listen, the voice of the times (10)

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 The mainstream media is still reserved, but the online media has already taken action. With Wang Ai’s jump at 9:14 am on September 7, the news that the first round passed 8 meters began to spread on the Internet almost instantly. Some

My quick hands and feet have cut the video and played it simultaneously with music.

Well, those who do this are highly suspicious of the trumpets of various sponsors!

They finally breathed a sigh of relief, just like Director Wade who retreated humming a song in the stands. Even though they were still more than 80 centimeters away from the world record and more than 30 centimeters away from the Chinese record, after all, it was the first round and the subsequent confirmed qualifying round.

One, he is a champion after all.

In this case, even if you fail in tomorrow's final, you will still have a fig leaf to hide why you are nervous, didn't perform well, or were injured...

CCTV's midday news then broadcast this news as an interesting fact, thus once again calling Wang Ai's fans to pay attention to the National Games, especially the 100-meter preliminaries in the evening.

Wang Ai and the coaches who returned to the Liaoning Football Base briefly summarized the previous jump. At this time, Li Jun, who got his red mobile phone again, was busy. People who were not familiar with Wang Ai called Wang Ai through this phone.

Ai Daoxi. On the contrary, Wang Ai's own black mobile phone was basically silent. It seemed that both his friends who stayed in China and his teammates who had already started the new season in Europe knew enough not to disturb him at this time.

After lunch, Wang Aila took a short rest and went to the Hutou Room to take a nap. Huang Xin was still busy at the rehabilitation medical center. Leonie took the time to come back to express her congratulations. As a result, Wang Aila took a nap together, so she could sleep better with her beloved woman.

Practical.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Leonie woke up rubbing her eyes. When she saw that Wang Ai was still sleeping, she quickly pushed him and the two of them went to the bathroom to wash their faces. The Tiger Stadium had resumed operation since the women's senior game a few days ago.

Quietly, there was no one around at this time. After Wang Ai washed up, he walked around the court a few times accompanied by the coaches to completely regain his energy before starting warm-up training to stay in good condition for the evening game.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Ai had dinner with everyone in the Liaozu cafeteria. Zhao Junzhe, Wang Liang and others were there, as well as many youth team players who had finished training for the day. Zhao Junzhe and Wang Ai chatted.

About the wedding of Zhou Haibin and the others half a month ago. Wang Ai only showed up briefly at that time, but Zhao Junzhe and his group of old national players had been lingering in Dalian for a long time.

Even after eating and chatting, at six o'clock in the evening, everyone said goodbye. Wang Ai also put on his running shoes and ID. Accompanied by Huang Xin, Li Jun, Zhao Dan and others, he boarded the car with the coaches and headed to the main stadium.

Tonight's 100-meter race is the preliminaries, divided into four groups, and the top three can advance to the semi-finals. Since Wang Ai has no regular competition results, he was placed in eighth place in the third group as the last place. As for the fourth group

There are not eight people yet.

The coaches said that as long as the time reached 10.50 seconds, they would be able to enter the semi-finals, and they asked Wang Ai to hold back and run. But Wang Ai was embarrassed and made it clear that he did not know how many seconds he ran. The coaches thought the same thing. They were also this month.

I had been repeatedly shocked by Wang Ai's speed in training, so I forgot that he couldn't clearly perceive his own speed like other sprinters. After thinking about it again and again, I decided to just let him run casually.

Entering the semi-finals is more important than anything else.

In Shenyang in early September, at 6:50 in the evening, the sky was dark, and the headlights in the New Wulihe Stadium illuminated the runway brightly. Zhang Peimeng, Xie Zhenye, Liang Guhong, Su Bingtian, etc. were all in their good years, and they were the age to make achievements. , plus a football superstar sneaking in, making this 100-meter flying contest attract much attention even if it is only the preliminaries.

Wang Ai was sitting in the crowd on the sidelines, accompanied by several coaches proudly, looking more positive than Zhao Dan and the others.

After the first group finished running, the second group came forward. Wang Ai stood up with the other members of the third group and walked to the back of the starting line to make preparations. Soon, the second group also finished running, and the best result was Su Bingtian's 10 Seconds 33. Under the referee's signal, the third group stepped forward and stood up respectively, each making final preparations.

Wang Ai's position is on the eighth track, which is the outermost one and closest to the auditorium. From the perspective of sprint efficiency, it is of course the worst, the noisiest, and the most susceptible to external influences. But at this time, Wang Ai has no intention of him. Gu, no matter how confident you are, even if you respect the game itself.

He made preparations wholeheartedly and paid attention to the referee's movements at all times.

Valley lame

However, his appearance made the audience have some unexpected associations. Among the eight people, Wang Ai is the tallest and Wang Ai has the strongest body. His thick thighs, swollen chest muscles, and clear deltoid muscles... People usually think of Wang Ai. I don’t feel much about the size, probably because there is always a lot of action on the football field, and Wang Ai’s body is too well-proportioned and his muscles are too developed. Only at this time, when Wang Ai is standing on the 100-meter starting line, do people clearly notice arrive.

Almost immediately, a message appeared in the comment area of ​​the CCTV live broadcast website: "Why do I seem to see a yellow-skinned Usain Bolt?"

Almost instantly, this message received multiple comments. Many people were still typing but saw that the referee had signaled in the video and immediately stopped with their hands.

Wang Ai put his feet on the starting block, pressed his hands on the ground, and listened to the sound of gunfire.

At this time, the whole place was silent, and no matter who the supporters were, they all kept their mouths shut.

"Snapped!"

The sound of the gun was the order, and the eight flying men ejected from the starting block almost at the same time!

Wang Ai is the slowest! He is afraid of getting ahead of himself!

But as soon as he stepped onto the track, straightened his waist, and spread his arms, he started to overtake one by one. Before he reached 50 meters, he ran to the first place among the eight people in the horizontal direction!

Speed ​​up, speed up, speed up!

Under the gaze of millions of pairs of eyes, Wang Ai continued to accelerate, almost crossing the finish line like the wind, and ran for more than 100 meters before stopping.

Amidst the roar of the audience, Wang Ai turned around with a relaxed expression to greet the audience's congratulations for the first place. As he was about to walk off the track to go home, he accidentally noticed that the cheers in the stands were getting louder, and then a person beside the track The staff waved excitedly at him and jumped to attract his attention.

When Wang Ai looked over, he pointed in the direction of the electronic scoreboard. Wang Ai turned around to look, and took two steps outside to see clearly. The data displayed on the electronic scoreboard was: 9 seconds 98!

Wang Ai stretched out his hand to scratch his scalp and suddenly smiled.

By this time, his coaches had rushed up to him, yelling around him, slapping him on the body, and hugging him toward the electronic scoreboard.

When Wang Ai put one hand on the electronic scoreboard with the record "9 seconds 98" and faced the main stand to take photos for the media with a relaxed posture, the leader smiled and turned off the TV and opened the report submitted by Wang Ai.

At the same time, Duan Xuan, who had just finished applauding in the CCTV building, tore open the envelope of an ordinary letter.


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