Those present are all professional athletes who can represent Beijing in the National Games. Even if most of them cannot reach the level of the national team, they must be elites at the provincial level.
If you want to reach such a height, you must have grown up in professional or semi-professional training since childhood. Therefore, in their memory, they have never seen someone like Jiang Fan running 100 meters.
There should be a limit to amateurism, right?
Are you here to be funny?
The female athletes who were originally agitated because of Jiang Fan's appearance and figure suddenly relaxed a lot.
The corner of Coach Zhao's mouth couldn't help but twitch, but he didn't say anything in the end. He just thought that if Jiang Fan performed too poorly, even Han Yuanwei's face might not be sold.
After all... with so many people watching, it would be too much if Jiang Fan's performance could not even meet the standards of a national second-level athlete...
If he insists on letting him join the representative team, even the hearts of the entire team will be scattered!
From beginning to end, Coach Zhao never considered the possibility of Jiang Fan defeating Cheng Qian.
Thinking about these thoughts, Coach Zhao said somewhat dullly: "Run!"
The voice is not loud enough, or even crisp enough.
But Cheng Qian showed absolutely outstanding professionalism. Almost as soon as he shouted the word "run", he rushed out like an arrow!
The reaction time should not exceed 0.2 seconds.
Coach Zhao silently made his own judgment in his mind, and was very satisfied with Cheng Qian's starting reaction.
But then an expression of astonishment appeared on his face, because despite his excellent starting performance, Cheng Qian actually... fell behind?!
What's going on?!
Coach Zhao's eyes widened in astonishment as he looked at the figure wearing jeans and shirtless, who was continuously widening the distance between him and Cheng Qian in a visible range to the naked eye!
Cheng Qian was already very fast!
Coach Zhao has a very clear understanding of the speed shown by Cheng Qian!
Although I am not sure whether Cheng Qian can run under 10 seconds in this 100-meter race without sufficient preparation, but looking at this posture, no matter how conservative the estimate is, it will definitely not exceed 10 seconds.
!
However, under such a normal performance, Cheng Qian was still being pulled away from him very obviously, and the distance was getting further and further away?!
Coach Zhao couldn't help but feel a little dazed, staring blankly at Jiang Fan striding quickly across the finish line of the 100-meter race. At this time, Cheng Qian was still at least five or six meters away from the finish line!
For the 100-meter race, the gap of five or six meters almost means a gap that will never be bridged in a lifetime!
So much so that Coach Zhao even forgot to turn off the stopwatch in his hand, and just stared stupidly at Jiang Fan who had finished decelerating and then slowly walked back towards the starting point.
The sun shone on Jiang Fan's body, and for a moment, Coach Zhao thought he saw the arrival of a god!
The other athletes watching on the court had almost the same feeling.
The secret mockery that originally arose because of Jiang Fan's starting posture was defeated by Jiang Fan's amazing performance before it could be released.
The eyes of those female athletes with excessive secretion of hormones are all shining brightly!
Cheng Qian was the only one with a look of defeat on his face!
The whole person stood numbly not far from the finish line, unable to accept it no matter what, he had really lost just now!
And he lost completely! There is no excuse!
The gap is so big that even if you want to say that the other party may have taken stimulants, you still can't explain why they can be so far apart...
More importantly, the opponent was only wearing jeans and sneakers, and even started standing up!
In other words, under the premise that he has already opened up five or six meters, the other party still has huge room for improvement visible to the naked eye!
Didn’t it turn out to be a back door... With such strength, it’s not too much to call him a national treasure, right?
The reason why I came to the capital to represent the team was not what I thought. I had to go through the back door to gain seniority... Any team would fight for this kind of treasure with all their strength, right?
Therefore, the only explanation is that Director Han still cares about the Beijing team. The back door is indeed open, but it is for the Beijing team!?
After thinking about these things, Cheng Qian felt ashamed for a moment.
Jiang Fan walked back to the starting point with a smile on his face. The athletes and coaches standing on both sides of the 100-meter track did not make any sound from the beginning to the end.
Everyone's eyes were focused on Jiang Fan, and their eyes continued to shift as Jiang Fan moved around.
It wasn't until Jiang Fan walked back to the starting point, picked up the T-shirt he had just taken off from the ground, and put it on again that the female athletes all let out sighs of regret.
Coach Zhao finally came to his senses and then remembered that he had not turned off the stopwatch.
Subconsciously, he quickly shut it down. When he lowered his head and saw that the time above was completely out of touch with the actual situation, he couldn't help but look bitter.
"How's it going, Lao Zhao? I didn't lie to you, did I?"
Han Yuanwei patted Coach Zhao on the shoulder and said proudly.
Despite his teasing tone, Coach Zhao didn't take it seriously at all, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all because of his questioning of Jiang Fan just now.
He just stared at Jiang Fan with bright eyes, nodded and said: "You are reliable this time! You are really a treasure! I was so shocked just now that I forgot to turn off the stopwatch, and I don't know how far he ran just now.
How fast, but at least one thing is certain, you said he can run under ten seconds, it is true! It is not an exaggeration at all!"
"Of course, when have I ever lied to you? Come on, I'll bring you the person. My task will be completed, and the rest is your job. Anyway, Jiang Fan, I spent a lot of effort, even at the expense of
I betrayed my precious niece to get him to agree to participate in the National Games. Therefore, if your Beijing team cannot win the gold medals in the 100-meter and 200-meter games in this National Games, it will be a failure! Do you understand?"
Han Yuanwei said with a smile.
"Gold medal? No problem! He is wearing jeans and sneakers, and he still uses a standing start. He can run so fast. As long as he trains harder and gets familiar with the use of the running aid, he will wait until the National Games officially begins.
By that time, his performance will definitely improve significantly!"
Coach Zhao's tone became excited.
In my mind, I have already begun to imagine the scene when Jiang Fan stood on the track of the 100-meter final of the National Games and shocked the whole country with an incredible result!
"Okay, with your guarantee, all my efforts have not been in vain. I still have work to do, so I'll leave first. In addition, Jiang Fan's status is quite special, so he can't always receive closed training here. Specific training time
, his opinion must prevail, that is to say, he has absolute freedom."
Before Han Yuanwei left, he asked coach Zhao.
Although he was very dissatisfied with this request, but thinking of the incredible speed Jiang Fan had just shown, Coach Zhao could only hold his nose and agree.