Tang Yili bought a general audience ticket outside, checked in, and sat on the second floor of the large sports ground. The location was ordinary and she could only see a corner of the swimming pool. If she wanted to see everything, she could only rely on the big screen above her head.
The schedule is being broadcast on a rolling basis, in both Japanese and English. There are also Japanese- and English-speaking audiences around. The international atmosphere makes the stadium look more solemn.
Xun Lang came on the scene almost an hour later. The butterfly stroke is considered the most handsome swimming style. It is often the finale and ranks last. Tang Yili saw Wei Ran first.
Wei Ran is a youngster. He ranked second in the 100-meter breaststroke final, which is a pretty good result.
Next is Zhan Yixuan. Tang Yili also started to notice him from the preliminaries. Although Xun Lang didn't mention his name, Tang Yili felt a little faintly afraid of this man in his heart.
Maybe it's because he defeated Xun Lang in the preliminaries?
Tang Yili couldn't explain clearly either.
In the 100-meter butterfly final, it was finally Xun Lang's turn.
Bending, touching the ground, jumping up, and starting off, all the athletes' actions are done in one go.
When Xun Lang enters the water, he maintains the principle of entering the water with his head, shoulders, and arms from the same water hole every time. Therefore, compared with others, his movements are silky smooth, the water waves are minimal, and the dive time is the longest each time.
Tang Yili didn't even remember that this was the first time she had watched Xun Lang compete. Unknowingly, she, who hates swimming, could understand everything.
But even so, she was nervous about every competition, big or small.
Because, every second before touching the line, leading is a relative concept.
No one knows who will rush forward in the next second, become a genius, and kill the previous genius.
This is the biggest climax of any sport. The audience cheers and celebrates the birth of a new hero. But no one knows that those athletes who left the field sadly have also experienced pain and enjoyed applause.
Who can understand their mood?
Although Tang Yili was proud of Xun Lang, what she feared most and was always worried about was his death.
But today, Tang Yili's worries were a bit unnecessary for Xun Lang, who had won three gold medals in a row.
Xun Lang broke out of the water, stood on the shore, wiped the water from his face, and looked at the time board.
Wei Ran also climbed ashore and came over to elbow Xun Lang to celebrate. His performance was average and he only ranked sixth.
Zhan Yixuan was ranked second, and the third place was still Suzuyama Keito.
Tang Yili looked at the timing board and found that Zhan Yixuan and Xun Lang's times were very close, even less than 0.02 seconds, which was considered a narrow victory.
However, with such results, Tang Yili was not as picky as Lei Ban, and her attitude of "as long as she won" completely relaxed her tense heart.
This trip to Japan can be considered a complete success.
Tang Yili didn't know whether Xun Lang had his mobile phone with him, so he sent him a message, "I'm at the scene, see if you can find me."
Just play hide and seek.
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The athletes left the field and returned to the lounge. Before the next competition ended, Xun Lang and his team wanted to make room for the coat baskets and seats for those who came after them.
Therefore, everyone is packing their things as soon as they enter the door.
Occasionally I heard people chatting, both in Japanese and English, it was so lively.
A Thai athlete took the initiative to take a photo with Xun Lang, but he did not refuse. Wei Ran helped him get his cell phone to take the photo, and even exchanged Instagram messages with him.
Xun Lang raised his eyebrows and asked why he joined Instagram instead of FB. Wei Ran smiled evilly. He was about to popularize Thai ladyboy culture when suddenly several tournament officials came into the lounge.
Wearing black suits and dark blue shirts, they looked out of place with the athletes in the lounge. Everyone stopped what they were doing to watch them walking straight towards Xun Lang.
Following behind were Lei Banshen and the translator. He had obviously been informed at short notice, and his face was so serious that it could drip water.
"Mr. Xun Lang, we received a report that you have taken illegal drugs. Now we need to re-sample your urine for a test. We hope you can cooperate."
Wei Ran and Zhan Yixuan both came closer.
Lei Penshen asked the translator to pass the message: "We want to know who reported it?"
"No comment. Please also ask Mr. Xun Lang to follow us to the bathroom and collect a urine sample."
While speaking, the leading Russian official showed documents from the organizing committee, which had already given approval.
This means that resistance is meaningless.
But Lei Banshen's intuition told him that it must not be that simple. The newly released three-gold medalist was immediately subjected to a urine test. Not only did it damage his reputation, but the test results were slightly wrong. Not only did this Asian Games come to nothing,
He may also face a two-year ban from competition.
Two years, that was almost all of Xun Lang's golden period.
Who is the person who reported it, and why is it so cruel!
The results of the urine test were of great importance. It was no longer a matter of trusting Xun Lang's integrity. There was obviously something fishy in it. Lei Penshen did not dare to gamble easily. He pressed Xun Lang and refused to nod for the urine test.
There are more and more people watching, including athletes, coaches, people just watching, and naturally there are also people with interests. They hope that Xun Lang will be found to have problems so that he can make up for the ranking.
Everyone was whispering to each other, and the place was buzzing and chaotic.
The attitude of the officials of the organizing committee was very tough: "Coach Lei, you have already read the document. I hope you will cooperate. If you continue to delay like this, we can only cancel all the gold medals won by Mr. Xun Lang in this tournament."
Zhan Yixuan's eyebrows moved slightly and he looked at Wei Ran. Wei Ran looked at Lei Penshen calmly.
Lei Penshen started to make a phone call, then turned to the official and said: "Our team leader is still negotiating, you can't force it now -"
"I will cooperate with the urine test."
Xun Lang's words of cooperation suddenly stopped everyone.
The waiting room became quiet for a moment.
Lei Penshen's lips trembled uncontrollably, "Xun Lang, this matter is big or small. It's better not to act rashly and wait for the team leader to negotiate."
Xun Lang pulled the zipper of his team uniform to the end and said neatly: "Check early and get the results early. Don't delay the award ceremony."
He strode to the bathroom first.
Lei Penshen and the people behind him all looked in disbelief.
Xun Lang was too calm, not only showing his general style, but also his contempt for such sneaky methods.
This urine test controversy does not pose any threat to him at all.
With such confidence and determination, even if the urine test results have not come out, who would still believe that the three new gold medal players in front of them relied on medication to achieve success?
The official and his assistant followed Xun Lang into the bathroom together. A few minutes later, they came out together. The official changed his abrupt tone and came over to say hello to Lei Penshen politely.
"Coach Lei, let's go back first. The results will be out in half an hour. We will definitely not delay Mr. Xun Lang's award ceremony."
Lei Ban was noncommittal, but looked at Xun Lang with deep worry.