The audience was laughing, the hostess was snickering, the referee was smiling, Leonie in the family area was laughing, Huang Xin was smiling, and the two bosses were covering their heads and smiling bitterly: My son just loves to add drama!
After all, the CCTV camera was a little cautious and did not show the side view, only showing Wang Ai's back. But in this back view, a small white hand was originally beating Wang Ai's arm hard, but it hung down visibly to the naked eye. Later, it was still
He took the initiative to touch Wang Ai's waist.
The whole journey! The whole journey!
"Wait for me, let me play with the gold medal for you!" Wang Ai kissed her for less than ten seconds and then let go, her eyes wide open, ignoring the whole world, only staring at Xu Qinglian's eyes.
"Well, go quickly." Xu Qinglian forced herself to calm down.
In the night wind, her hair on the temples was a little messy, suddenly she was a little weak, a little strong, a little obedient, a little stubborn, a little blamed, a little smiling. Some angry, but also full of fearless love.
Wang Ai ran back to the runway with all his concentration. Leonie in the family area sighed: "Did you imagine that the person just now was you?"
Huang Xin didn't look back: "Is there any difference?"
"Yes." Leonie pouted.
"Okay." Huang Xin shrugged and leaned closer to the lion: "Let's try it together tonight? What brand of energy drink is it?"
"Haha!" Leonie covered her mouth.
"Little Wang'er has long legs that are as long as Bolt's, and has the appearance of a sprinter that looks perfect, and he also has an Asian record of 9.98 seconds." Taking advantage of the long preparation time for the third start, He Wei hurriedly took advantage of it.
Time chattered a few words: "Of course there is this interesting tidbit. What kind of answer can Xiao Wanger give to the people of the country? Well, the game is about to begin."
This time, all the muscles on Wang Ai's body shrank back, and he looked like an ordinary big man lying on the ground. Only his face that occasionally looked towards the finish line when he raised his head was so determined, persistent, fearless and expectant!
At 9:29 pm on September 8th, BJ time, the most watched project that has gone through two "ordeals" was finally launched for the third time.
"Prepare!"
Everyone gather their strength!
"Snapped!"
Everyone kicked off the starting blocks. Surprisingly, Wang Ai was almost the first to take the first step! Many people's heartbeats slowed down for a moment, and they couldn't help but look at the referee, the referee, and...
Indifferent referee!
"Ouch! No false start, no false start!"
He Wei shouted out directly on the live broadcast!
Wang Ai buried his head for more than ten steps, then raised his head and galloped forward with his long legs. At this time, there was no opponent in his field of vision. It was as if he was the only one running, towards the infinite future, the bright future!
From the countryside to the city, from Liaoyang to BJ, from China to Germany, countless figures who have been running day and night for twenty years are gathered together at this moment, heading towards the front, towards the red flag, and towards the finish line!
He didn't see an opponent fall, he didn't see Zhang Peimeng's raised eyebrows, he didn't see Xie Zhenye gritting his teeth, he didn't see Su Bingtian's extremely ferocious face! He didn't see any slowdown as he rushed past people's heartbeats.
The finish line!
It wasn't until he reached the corner of the track that the noise in the main stadium reached his eardrums.
While panting violently, Wang Ai turned around and saw his opponents walking back to the finish line and towards the scoreboard. Before Wang Ai could pass by, his figure was caught by the coach who jumped over the fence in ecstasy!
Black card, red words: 9 seconds 71!
Gu Xuan
On TV, He Wei repeated this number hoarsely, over and over again!
On the TV, Wang Ai opened his arms as if to embrace the entire stand and embrace the endless cheers from the entire stand.
On the TV, the aloof Zhang Peimeng came over automatically this time: "Congratulations."
"How old are you?" Wang Ai asked.
"I was thrown over two meters by you."
Wang Ai slightly did the math: "Ten seconds passed?"
"Yeah." Zhang Peimeng grinned and nodded vigorously: "9 seconds 92! First time! That's so much for the first ten seconds. In fact, I can't run anymore, but when I think about it, it's hard to lose to it.
One star is too many, right?"
"Haha." Wang Ai pressed Zhang Peimeng's shoulder: "Believe me, your training is not in vain. Your technical foundation is far better than mine. As long as you use my method as a reference, you will surpass me soon."
"Will you teach me?"
"My coach!" Wang Ai turned back and pointed to the sidelines: "You have been ready to betray me for a long time!"
"Haha!" Zhang Pei laughed and went to celebrate with his coach and relatives.
"How old are you?" Wang Ai looked at Xie Zhenye who also came to congratulate him.
"Hehe, hehe, 9 seconds, 9 seconds 94!"
"Congratulations, what about you?" Wang Ai looked at Su Bingtian.
Su Bingtian smiled kindly: "9 seconds 96, thank you, can I also ask your coach?"
"Of course, everyone." Wang Ai looked at the future Great God Su seriously: "I am a lucky person who accidentally found a shortcut, but I cannot be lucky forever. China's sprint depends on you."
"Thank you." Su Bingtian took the initiative to open his arms.
When Wang Ai finally walked to the sidelines, all the reporters crowded in front of him like crazy. Wang Ai faced countless microphones and cameras: "I only have one thing to say."
"I'm only 0.04 seconds slower than Bolt. The distance is less than half a meter. It's as long as you can put your head and lift your legs." Wang Aibi made a gesture and lowered her arms: "I may not have a chance.
I have broken his record, but if we compete in the same field now, I will definitely beat him many times. I came to participate in the National Games, and the reason I came to break the record is to tell those who always like to say that we can’t do this or that.
people……"
Wang Ai leaned closer to the camera and raised his index finger: "What foreigners can do, Chinese people can do too!"
Wang Ai waved his arm across a width of twenty centimeters: "Everything!"
In the CCTV live broadcast room, He Wei slowly exhaled and asked the guests: "Liu Xiang, what do you think of today's game?"
"I...hehe...what Captain Wang said is really good. What makes me happy is that among the eight people in today's finals, five of them have exceeded 10 seconds. Just before yesterday, there was no one in Asia. Yesterday, there was no one in Asia.
There was only one, but today it became five. In one game, five people broke the national and Asian records at the same time! This is destined to be a legendary game that will go down in history! No matter whether he will return to track and field in the future
His contribution to Chinese track and field on the field cannot be erased, and I feel honored to witness this game with my own eyes."
A few minutes later, Wang Ai, Zhang Peimeng and Xie Zhenye, who seemed to be bathed in golden light, reappeared, stepped onto the podium amidst the continuous noise, and received their medals one by one.
They are the top three in China, the top three in Chinese history, the top three in Asia, and the top three in Asian history!
Gold medals, smiling faces, and lights are all dazzling; flowers, lovers, and food are all fragrant!
This chapter has been completed!