The Su God of the Reopening of the Sports Arena

Chapter 647 Whether you can make history depends on this shot

"Viewers and friends, welcome back. This is Tianchao Sports Station, and this is Tianchao Sports Station."

"The next game to be brought is the men's 100-meter semi-final at the World Championships."

"All three Chinese athletes have advanced. Su Shen is in the first group, Zhao Haohuan is in the second group, and Hu Kai is in the third group."

"If they can enter the final, then they will be the first people of yellow race to enter the [-]-meter sprint final of the World Championships. This is a very remarkable achievement." After Yang Jian finished speaking, Li Tao nodded and said: " That’s right, there have been more than a dozen World Championships, and no one of the yellow race has stood on the stage of the [-]-meter trapeze final.”

"But I think it's going to happen soon."

"Oh, what should I say, Director Li?" Yang Jian said in a pleasant voice.

"Because I think, just tonight."

In Li Tao's eyes, the rebroadcast screen that started to play is reflected: "Either you can make steel, or you can return to the original shape. It is the biggest testing stage for Dragon or Worm OW."

"Want to make history."

"It's the same here."

ancient town.

"It said on TV that no one of yellow race has ever stood up in the final?" Mama Lin was peeling an apple, and the family sat in the living room to watch.

Now it has gradually become a habit for the whole family to watch Su Shen's games.

I don't know when it developed. Anyway, as long as they hear about Su Shen's game, everyone will take the time to watch it.

Cheer up God Su.

"Well, I haven't passed it yet." Lin Yanfang said. Now that she has learned about track and field, she has become a temporary commentator at home. If there is anything she doesn't understand, she will subconsciously ask her.

"It looks like it must be our Xiaotian again." Lin Ma handed over the peeled apple, then took out another apple from the basket, and continued to peel it.

"Mom, why are you so sure?" Lin Yanfang turned her head, because logically speaking, Lin's mother should be the least familiar with this project.If Lin's father said this, Lin Yanfang would not be so surprised.

Click.

Mother Lin put down the fruit knife, put the peeled apple to her mouth, and took a bite. After a crisp sound, she said, "Isn't Xiaotian always making history anyway? One more is not too much."

Lin Yanfang was taken aback for a moment, but she soon laughed and said, "Well, that's right, he's been making history anyway."

"It will definitely be the same this time."

Osaka.

Long live in the land arena.

Yuan Guoqiang has already warmed up with his players beside him. The lights are so strong that the entire stadium is illuminated like daytime.

The competition standard of the OW level is indeed very high, and there is no problem of insufficient brightness at all.

Sports team viewing area.

"For the first shot, I hope that Xiaotian can withstand the pressure and break out of the encirclement." Feng Shuyong looked at the flower planters sports team who were warming up below, and said: "If he runs well, he can also set up a goal for the people who will play later. Self-confidence and psychological suggestion."

"Yes." Yu Weili nodded and said: "Our athletes have too little experience in participating in OW level competitions."

"Especially the sprint team, they have now gone where no one has gone before."

"Let's not talk about us now. In the entire domestic history, no one can give them any advice now."

"Although I also know that Xiaotian will only turn 18 in a few days, the pressure may be too much, but..." Feng Shuyong said: "Now in the whole country, who is more qualified than him? .”

Yu Weili was stunned for a while listening, and looked at the figure of the young man who was actively warming up. In other words, he almost forgot, he was about to go.

But just like Toyoki said.

What now.

He is already the most handsome cub in sprinting in China, and he can't do it if he doesn't go up.

After the warm-up, at [-] o'clock in Osaka time, the lighting has been adjusted and the game is ready to start.

Passing through the inspection area, Su Shen came to his own track. The second track was not good, but it was better than the first track.

Although the innermost lane of the World Championships is no longer used, the second lane is arranged from the second lane, but the second lane is much better than the side lanes such as the first lane and the eighth lane.Bolt was a bit unlucky, he was actually the first one.

But some people apparently don't care.

He only felt that he could face Su Shen in the semi-finals, and he was very happy.

"Su, it's finally our turn. I must beat you this time." After Bolt finished speaking, Su Shen shook his head and said, "This is the semi-finals, so what are you doing so hard?"

"Save some strength until the final, let's fight it out, Usain."

When Bolt heard it, it made sense. Before coming up, Mills seemed to tell him the same.

Let him not be too excited in the semifinals, and save some strength for the final gun.

Because the final gun in Osaka is just an hour later, the time is very tight, and there is not much time to adjust.

So it is not wise to explode too hard in the semi-finals.

Especially under the condition that God Su knew this group, and how much running would it take to advance to the next level.

"Then let's fight with all our strength in the final. Su." Bolt nodded upon hearing this, but...

If you think about it carefully, the dialogue between these two people is actually... very problematic.

Why do you say that.

The two of them are actually discussing here, how to get in after entering the finals?

It's as if they've settled in already.

An Asian athlete, a turn over 100 meters has few games.

When others hear it, they will inevitably say, oh, young man, how dare you think about it.

At this time, ABC TV in the United States is broadcasting the game.

Coincidentally, it was Green and Gatlin as guests again.

Of course, this "coincidence" is a deliberate arrangement.

Because the TV station found that if they were invited to go up together, the ratings would increase a lot.

Compared with the increase in ratings, whether it is a "coincidence" or "deliberate" is not important.

And don't think that these two people are really "deeply enmity" because they pinch so hard on the top. Although it is true that the two people have some dislikes for each other, they are definitely not to this extent.Now it's just a TV station, deliberately guiding this situation, so that everyone can watch it more joyfully and more eye-catching.

Then you have to ask these two people are also well-known big names in the sprint world, so they are willing to be "manipulated" by the TV station?
Eh, don't say it, it's...really.

What is the most fragrant in capitalism?Now, of course, Meidao's ink smells the most fragrant.

Do you disagree?Add money.

Feel like being manipulated, don't you?Add money.

Feel like you've hit the bottom line, don't you?Add money.

Just two words, not to mention that these two people are not "blood feuds", even if they are, under the operation of capital power, there is also a way for them to sit together and "call them brothers".

What's more, this character design is just to let them play themselves and fight each other.

No matter how you look at it, it is not difficult to do.

Anyway, the two people don't like each other very much.

Christie, the host of ABC tonight, said: "So Morris, do you think Asians can be on the stage of the [-]-meter final of the World Championships?"

"There is no doubt about it. As long as you can break ten, you are qualified to stand in the [-]-meter final." Green replied very directly, because there are very few people who can break ten every season.

Add it up, and you can't make up eight.

What he said was based on facts, not nonsense.

"Where's Justin?" Christie asked.

"I don't think it's hard to say." Gatlin seemed to have done his homework this time, and it was obviously different from last time, so he said: "This is the performance rate of the OW-level competitions of the recent flower planters I compiled. You can see I realized that the performance is basically abnormal. Therefore, even if they already have a person who can barely open for ten seconds, under the analysis of this kind of overall data, they are still prone to abnormalities, and they can exert their own training level. It's not easy."

"So I think it is still a bit difficult for them to make history and stand on the stage of the [-]-meter trapeze final."

Green was taken aback for a moment. He didn't expect that Gatlin would actually search for information in order to overwhelm him. This is not Gatlin's usual style.However, it is impossible for him to easily bow his head and admit defeat.

"I want to make a correction here." Green said: "Although the athletes of the florists did not perform particularly well in the OW competition, but that is the whole, let's look at an example now."

"Look at their leader, Su, you know...not only do they perform steadily in the competition, but they also seem to perform better as the level of the competition increases." Green said: "Obviously, this kind of person cannot use Justin's performance." rate, to sum it up in a nutshell.”

"Morris, you are very optimistic about Su." Gatlin narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.

"It's okay." After Green finished speaking, he added: "I'm just telling the truth."

"And Justin, you're off topic."

off topic?Gatling paused, not understanding what Green meant.

"Christie's question is obviously, do you think Asians can make it to the World Championships [-]-meter final stage?" Green's tone became Lu Wei's teasing, and said: "It's not just about the flower planter sprint team."

"You're so emphatic, let me guess, I guess I've almost equated the Florist Sprint Team with the Asian Sprint Team in my heart."

Gatlin's thoughts were pierced, and some of his faces turned slightly red.

Well, although black people can't see it, they can still tell the difference by looking at their demeanor.

"Since this is the case, we have different opinions, so let's play your favorite track and field bet." Maurice Green said: "The loser eats the keyboard."

Gatlin's heart skipped a beat.

Since the bet with God Su failed, the word "keyboard" must have become as sensitive as "prohibited drugs" and "history department" in his heart.

However, based on the point of view that there are too many lice to bite, Gatlin wants to make a comeback, and feels that this is what he wants to do.

If the OW competition is overturned, then the influence can offset all previous mistakes.

As an athlete himself, he understands the influence of OW competitions better than anyone else.

Tianchao Sports Station.

"For this match, I wonder if Director Li has any tricks for you?" Yang Jian said.

"No." Li Tao answered cleanly and decisively.

amount.

Yang Jian was embarrassed and asked, "Director Li, you don't have to hide your clumsiness. We all know that Director Li used to be the Asian record holder."

"Yes, but I have never entered the final of the [-]-meter trapeze in the World Championships." Li Tao said straightly: "I don't think there is any need to make blind moves for things that have not been done."

Yang Jian: ...

But don't tell me, Li Tao's answer made many people in the domestic industry feel "enlightened".

do not know when.

This group of young people is already at a level that "senior people" like myself can't guide at all.

Li Tao's sobriety slapped many die-hard coaches who like to "point out the country" and slapped them hard.

on the starting blocks.

God Su adjusted his starting block.

Angle, distance, down to mm.

At this level of competition, there is nothing wrong with it.

A little mistake, may let oneself be buried in the course of the game.

After a few trial runs, he felt the familiar start-up feeling, so he stopped and began to do the final warm-up exercise on the spot.

Not long after, the referee signaled that the race was about to start, and the athletes all returned to the starting blocks.

Ready to race.

"on your marks."

As the electronic password sounded in the Nagai Land Arena, Toyoki couldn't help but clenched his fists, looked at the runway, and whispered: "It's about to start."

Can he become the first person of yellow race to reach the final in the top competition.

Just look at this shot.

PS: I guess I was injured, and I didn't wake up until almost five o'clock... oh my god.

But it shouldn't be a big problem, just get used to it. Now that I think about it, at least I didn't get it, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to type.

This can be regarded as luck in misfortune. O(╥﹏╥)o~
(End of this chapter)