Almighty Coach

26-year-old Zhao Yue is an old athlete, but in the Asian Games, he is an out-and-out newcomer.

Before the game, warming up, adjusting the starting blocks, and preparing for the start. Zhao Yue did every job before the start step by step. On the surface, he seemed calm, but his heart was boiling.

"The final of the Asian Games!" Zhao Yue's eyes flashed hot.

A few months ago, Zhao Yue never thought that he could participate in the Asian Games, but today, he stood on the finals of the Asian Games.

Zhao Yue closed his eyes, and he couldn't help thinking of his painful past.

"The misdiagnosis made me waste three years. Now that I am 26 years old, I should retire after another year or two."

Thinking of retiring, Zhao Yue suddenly felt some pain. He looked at the track in front of him, and a nostalgic expression appeared on his face.

"I should give myself an explanation!" Zhao Yue suddenly had a feeling of fighting against the water.

He stood on the starting block, supported the ground with both hands, stabilized his body, and repeatedly recalled the technical points in his mind.

He concentrated his energy and put all his attention on his ears, waiting for the sound of the gun to start.

"Bang!" The crisp gunshot finally passed into Zhao Yue's ear, and at the same time, Zhao Yue moved.

The auditorium also boiled at the same time, and various cheering sounds appeared more noisy. However, this noisy sound to Zhao Yue seemed to be the drumming point of the offensive on the battlefield.

Zhao Yue struggled along the left side of the track and began to speed up. Due to the starting position, he could not see the player on his left and did not know if the people behind were catching up. He simply wanted to run faster.

Beside, the UAE player Sarafa seems a little uncomfortable, and even the technical moves are not as consistent as usual.

On the left side of Sarafah, Toei player Yamamoto also made Sarafa feel pressure. Yamamoto was not tall, but the pace was relatively fast. In rainy days, every time he stepped on the ground, he would send out that A "slap" sound stepping on the water, and this sound passed into Sarafah's ears, but it made his rhythm a bit chaotic.

"It's a **** rainy day!" Salaf screamed, knowing that he didn't play well today, especially in the 100-meter bend, it was almost out of standard.

When the corner entered the straight, Sarafa found that he was only ranked fourth. Although the gap behind was not big, this was an unacceptable result for Sarafa. He came to the championship. How could it be ranked fourth in the medal area.

Sarafa quickly adjusted his state. In the second half of the straight, he wanted to defeat the victory.

The difficulty of running a straight is much less than that of a curve. At this time, the game has entered the second half, and Sarafa's advantage as a black athlete is also reflected.

Yamamoto's 400-meter player may have good cornering skills, but he is certainly not as good as a 100-meter athlete in explosiveness. In the straight competition, he was caught up by Sarafah and quickly fell behind Sarafah. .

In just 30 meters, Sarafah chased from fourth to second, and his next goal was Zhao Yue on the right.

At this moment, Sarafah suddenly realized that the leader was the host player he had never heard of.

"I didn't expect that he was the last one to surpass!" Sarafa secretly said, without any slight relaxation at her feet, she continued to rush forward.

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Thirty meters before the finish line, Sarafa is about to catch up with Zhao Yue.

Salafa deserves to be the biggest favorite to win the championship. His strength is indeed an advantage. Even if it is affected by rain, it limits his performance, but his speed is still faster than other athletes.

Zhao Yue has noticed that the figure rushing from the left side of the runway, the opponent's speed is very fast, it is later to come up, and keep pace with him.

The color of Sarafah's black athletes, in the afterglow of Zhao Yue's eyes, is exceptional and distinctive.

At this second, a fragmentary picture suddenly appeared in Zhao Yue's mind.

In a poor neighborhood in a city in the United States, there is a broken and chaotic atmosphere. The colorful graffiti on the walls is more like the figure of the devil, and the shimmering light in the surrounding houses is always mixed with the screams of some men or women.

Late at night, Zhao Yue came back from work and walked in the dim light.

Suddenly, two figures appeared in front of Zhao Yue. They were two black youths, and they also had knives in their hands.

The dangling blade showed a chill in the moonlight, making people feel creepy. At this time, Zhao Yue already understood what the purpose of these two black youths was.

"Money! Money!" The black youth seemed to be worried that the young Chinese in front of him couldn't understand English. He just repeated the word constantly, and at the same time gestured to count the money.

And Zhao Yue, a poor **** who can't even eat a meal, where is the spare money in his pocket!

At that moment, Zhao Yue was filled with helplessness and fear. In his heart, he even continued to curse. Why is God so unfair to himself that he should be subjected to such suffering!

At the next moment, Zhao Yue chose to run away. He used to be a sprinter and running was his best. The two black people naturally willingly let go of the fat sheep in their hands and immediately caught up.

At that time, Zhao Yue ran in front, and the two black youths chased behind. The situation is the same as in today's game!

On the track today, Zhao Yue led slightly, and Sarah Law followed closely behind. It's just that Zhao Yue was running away, but now Zhao Yue is playing.

For Zhao Yue, those days in the United States were a painful experience, which made him unwilling to recall.

Now he is bafflingly thinking about things that year.

It's hard to look back, but when Zhao Yue really recalled the past, the grief in his heart turned into his driving force.

Zhao Yue seemed to feel that he was fleeing again, and Sarafa beside him turned into a black young man with a knife!

It was at this moment that Zhao Yue's speed became faster. He seemed to have returned to the moment when he escaped in the United States, but now that Zhao Yue wanted to throw away not the two robbers but the A painful memory!

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Zhao Yue burst out completely, his speed is getting faster and faster, he is like a phoenix about to be nirvana, is bursting out the brilliance in life.

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"Whoosh!" Zhao Yue crossed the finish line. When he ran out of the end of the track, he realized again that he was in the Asian Games.

"The champion of the Asian Games!" Zhao Yue finally recovered, and he couldn't even believe it all. After knowing for a few seconds, he confirmed again that he won the Asian Games.

Zhao Yue knelt suddenly on the ground, crying in tears.

Over the years, the grievances he suffered, the humiliation he felt, and the helplessness he experienced, at this moment, were finally completely released.

"It's time to say goodbye to the past!" The voice sounded in Zhao Yue's mind.

At this moment, Zhao Yue's knot was completely untied ...