Then he said slowly in standard English, "A black man who is dark and fast, how does it feel to lose to a yellow man?"
In an instant, Kurland was so angry that his eyes were red.
As for Cen Li, she just sneered proudly and left without looking back.
"You damn yellow man!"
Kurland was so angry that he shook his fist on the spot and shouted, "This is just the preliminaries, I will surpass you, don't be complacent!"
"Okay, then I'll wait. I hope you can persist until the finals." Cen Li bowed her hands without looking back.
This attitude made Kurland extremely angry.
Kurand is indeed not weak, ranking second in the group, so he also advanced to the semi-finals together.
The BJ time for the rematch is on the 21st, and the Athens time is 20:05 on the 20th, which is at night.
It's only around one in the afternoon, so there's still plenty of time.
Cen Li had nothing to do after her run, so she went directly to meet He Wenxing.
"Girl, good job!"
He Wenxing's eyes were still red at the moment. He reached out and rubbed Cen Li's hair. He didn't know what to say for a while.
"Don't worry, Lao He, I will definitely win you a championship this time."
After Cen Li finished speaking, she asked again, "By the way, how long is the current world record for women's track and field?"
She is not a professional in this area and has never learned about it. He Wenxing had told her all the previous information about the players in advance.
She has a photographic memory of plug-ins, so she memorized them all after reading them once.
"Oh, it was 1988, when Griffith Joyner, an athlete from China, ran a time of 10.49 seconds."
After He Wenxing finished speaking, he was also very emotional. Then he thought of something and said with a trembling voice, "Girl, why are you asking this? Could it be..."
"Well, 10 seconds 49 is a bit difficult, but it shouldn't be a big problem." Cen Li touched her chin and thought for a while, then nodded.
"Hiss..."
Hearing this, He Wenxing took a breath and his eyes widened, "Girl, you are joking, right?"
"Well, it depends on my mood when the time comes." Cen Li just smiled and said no more.
Looking at Cen Li's petite back, He Wenxing covered his heart, feeling that it was beating a little fast.
For some reason, he actually developed expectations.
Clenching his fists, He Wenxing quickly trotted to follow, "Girl, just say whatever you want to eat tonight, the coach will buy it for you, as long as you can win!"
"Then I want to eat KFC."
"That thing is too expensive. Can we exchange it for another one?"
"Sure, let's go to McDonald's."
"..."
He Wenxing was helpless and could only advise, "You can eat this as much as you want when you return to China, but you have to compete at night, so it's best to eat less of these things."
"It won't affect me if I eat this."
Cen Li said nonchalantly, "You still don't know about my situation? I'm different from ordinary athletes."
"Of course I know, but these fried chickens and the like contain hormones, do you understand?" He Wenxing explained.
"OK." Cen Li understood after hearing this.
What athletes are most afraid of is doping. If they are found to have something they shouldn't have because of eating fried chicken, it will be a loss outweighing the gain.
Sure enough, she was still hasty. Fortunately, He Wenxing is a very responsible coach.
Finally, Cenli bought a sundae.
Originally, she wanted to bring one to Guo Jingjing, but considering that she is a real athlete and pays great attention to diet management, she probably won't eat this junk food.
At least, I definitely won’t eat it during the competition.
So she thought about it and bought a small cake. If Guo Jingjing didn't want to eat it, she could keep it for herself.