After the craze of visiting the sports games in the middle of the month, Wang Ai disappeared from the media. He never left the Liaoning Football Base every day and had no contact with the outside world except for the fixed one-hour college office meeting.
With the help of Anna, Kang Si collected and sorted out the discussions about him from the outside world one by one, and waited to talk to him when she was free. Both foreign girls clearly felt that Wang Ai's willpower and concentration had returned after the trip to elementary school.
Once you reach your peak, your training level will improve by leaps and bounds.
The days of concentration passed quickly. As the autumn wind got stronger day by day, the willow coat gradually dried up, and the rustling leaves seemed to be waving goodbye to summer. When Wang Ai walked out of the base gate with his luggage and was about to board the bus, he looked back.
, happened to see the first fallen leaves this autumn.
Dispelling the urge to ask about Real Madrid's new season situation, Wang Ai quietly closed his eyes and meditated in the car. Taoxian Airport was very close, and the textile worker number had already been completed. Wang Ai boarded the plane silently, ignoring several reporters along the way.
of capture.
Everyone on the plane lowered their voices, and Wang Ai was in retreat alone in his bedroom. Needless to say, everyone knew that he had entered a state of information isolation before the game.
Wang Ai appeared in the news media again. It was already the afternoon of the 25th at the Doha Airport. The Chinese track and field team sent someone to pick him up, and the embassy also sent people to greet him. Wang Ai did not act like the vice president of the Athletics Association.
, the majestic foreign affairs non-staff cadre, refused the invitation to receive the reception, and just said that he had prepared a place to stay and was ready to prepare for war wholeheartedly and let his actions speak for himself.
Arriving at the hotel where the Chinese team was staying by car, Wang Ai briefly met with the leadership of the delegation, received various documents, and left with the reports.
The next day, Wang Ai ran a few times in the small training ground chartered by the Chinese team. After jumping a few times, he disappeared from people's sight again. During the process, he only briefly chatted with familiar athletes.
On the evening of the 27th, Wang Ai arrived by car at the Khalifa International Stadium, the only grand building in Pingkuang City. After the first stage of recovery and adjustment and the second stage of concentration and shielding, Wang Ai's physical fitness, energy, and concentration were all improved.
Reach the peak.
At this moment, even the brave Leonie dared not disturb him. After arriving in Doha, Wang Ai slept by himself every day. News about Real Madrid, news about the Football Association and even news about his family were all blocked by him.
outside the information space.
Wang Ai walked all the way through the customs wearing his coat. Even when the enthusiastic Arabs greeted him, he only nodded slightly in response. Most of the time, under the protection of the Chinese track and field team and Wang Ai's security, he was almost isolated from the staff.
Up to this moment, the Track and Field Association and the track and field team had still offered Wang Ai a treatment that was worthy of his contribution to track and field, and sent him to the lounge like a crowd of stars.
No one bothered him to close his eyes and meditate, and no one knew what he was thinking while sitting in the corner. This past summer, as he caused multiple storms in the field of football management, many people were in awe of him.
At 9:25 pm, Luo Shengcai walked into the lounge gently: "Doctor, it's time."
Wang Ai opened his eyes, stood up and left.
Luo Shengcai, who was wearing the uniform of the Chinese team staff, accompanied him all the way. When Wang Ai's figure appeared from the player tunnel in the sight of millions of people, the huge stadium was shocked. Ma Fanshu, who was directing the camera, excitedly live broadcast on one side: "Yesterday
Local newspapers reported that Wang Ai's arrival was the most watched event at this World Championships, and his participation in the event was the most watched event. Now he finally appeared. Today, although he only participated in the long jump qualifying and 100-meter qualifying, the preliminaries
, but I believe that with his strength he will still create amazing results, let us look forward to the performance of our best athletes in China!"
The coach was busy beside Wang Ai, while Wang Ai squatted down not far from the sandpit to tidy up his shoes. Since there was only 5 minutes between the long jump qualifying competition and the 100-meter qualifying competition, the organizing committee specially arranged for him to jump first: If
If you don’t meet the standard in the first jump, you can continue to jump back after completing the 100-meter qualifying race.
The coach dutifully gave his last instructions in Wang Ai's ears. Wang Ai looked unmoved, and people didn't know if he listened.
When 9:30 arrived, the noisy stadium suddenly became quiet. Wang Ai, who was standing at the end of the runway, seemed not to notice. He looked focused, stable, full, and started without any sense of ceremony.
His speed is not fast, and his steps are not very big. He straightens his chest and steps his legs to the white line. He does not see how to accumulate energy, but simply raises his chest and jumps. Even walking is useless, it is just simple.
Single squatting pose.
Wang Ai's overly calm performance suppressed the restlessness in people's hearts, and people seemed to find that he was gliding in the air more elegantly and more aesthetically pleasing.
Wang Ai's feet landed firmly in the sandpit, without even his butt touching the ground. He just took a long stride and then stood up neatly and walked out of the sandpit.
When the dense staff dispersed from the sand pit, cameras from various countries found the opportunity to carefully "watch" the footprints left by Wang Ai: the scale of the sand pit next to it had already crossed 86 meters, 87 meters, 88 meters, and reached 89 meters!
After a moment of confusion, the organizing committee showed a laser line on TV. Wang Ai's first jump result in the long jump qualifying competition was: 890 meters!
The second best result in history!
"Wang Ai finally couldn't help but take action against the long jump record?" Ma Fanshu shouted to the camera and expressed the aspirations of track and field fans around the world.
It's just that she didn't have the opportunity to interview Wang Ai, and her assistant was rejected by the excited coaches before she could even talk to Wang Ai.
After putting on his running shoes, Wang Ai came to the track and waited expressionlessly. In order to make it easier for him to take care of both, he was also in the first round.
After the gunshot, during the few seconds when people were holding their breath, Wang Aiqingjian's footsteps naturally crossed the finish line first, and the electronic score screen flashed a data of 9 seconds and 60 on the sidelines!
"How was it? Was it worth watching today?" Ma Fanshu waved his fist at the camera.
Taking the lead is not enough to describe Wang Ai's exaggerated advantage, but he still didn't say anything and left the field to rest after the coach nodded to indicate that everything was fine.
After more than an hour of long waiting, Wang Ai finally appeared again. In this afternoon in Doha, countless people's eyes followed his steps to the starting line again, stepped onto the track again, and crossed the finish line again: 9 seconds 55!
Amid the enthusiastic cheers from the audience, Ma Fanshu shouted to the camera: "The second best result in history. He once again broke the record of the previous track and field legend Bolt. Now the only thing blocking him is his own footsteps."
Commentators from many countries are shouting: "We have witnessed miracles, greatness and glory!"
This chapter has been completed!