"This result can't be true, right?" Chang Yuan repeatedly looked at Fang Dalei's 100-meter result displayed on the electronic timer, and rubbed his eyes to confirm that he was really not mistaken, and the result above was 10.25 seconds.

At this time, Lu Bing also rushed to the finish line, but his results were no longer important, and everyone's eyes were focused on Fang Dalei's results.

"What was the wind speed just now?" Chang Yuan asked Lu Bing.

"Headwind 0.3 meters per second. Lu Bing looked at it and replied.

"Within the standard range, that means that his result is real and effective? Quick, Lu Bing! Take a picture of this result first! Take a picture with your mobile phone!" Chang Yuan commanded.

"Ermao, you hit me and see if I hurt!" On the other side, Da Mao looked at Fang Dalei's results, and was stupid all of a sudden, he knew that Fang Dalei was running fast just now, but he didn't expect him to run so fast.

"Slap ......" a resounding slap struck.

"Oh, rabbit cub, you're really here!" Da Mao was woken up by Ermao's slap, and shouted at Ermao angrily.

"Didn't you ask me to beat you? It's so hard to be a good person these days! I helped you, and you scolded me! Besides, we are twin brothers, and if I were a rabbit cub, wouldn't you too? Ermao picked his nostrils and teased Da Maodao.

As soon as Da Mao heard this, he was embarrassed, and he rolled his eyes and decided not to entangle with Ermao on this issue: "You stupid, do you know what Fang Dalei's achievement means?"

"What does that mean? 10.25 seconds, that doesn't seem to be very fast. I think the world record is 9.76 seconds, right? I remember that someone in the foreigner ran into the 10-second mark in '68. "Even if Ermao doesn't understand sports, he is still clear about the 100-meter world record, after all, this world record is too loud, and for the first time in human history in 68 years, someone can run into the 10-second mark, and the media around the world are hyping it. has been hyped until now, Ermao can't even think about it.

"You know a fart!" A loud shout sounded in Ermao's ears, this sentence was not said by Da Mao, but by Chang Yuan not far away, there were not many people in the stadium, Ermao beat Da Mao's movement was not small, Chang Yuan obviously heard it over there, and then heard Ermao say this, and hurriedly came over to correct Fang Dalei's name.

"Hey, I said uncle, who are you? How can you scold people, where do I not understand? Ermao saw that Chang Yuan had been with Fang Dalei just now, and the other party was relatively old, so he was still more restrained.

"I am the coach of the provincial track and field team and the coach of Fang Dalei, do you know what Fang Dalei's results just now mean? It means that he ran 100 meters for the first time in history, and he has reached the international athlete standard, which means that even in the national sprint team, he will be the main player. Chang Yuan looked at Fang Da Lei who was walking towards him not far away, and said with relief, "I knew that this kid Da Lei would not let me down!"

"But uncle, even if he is the standard of an international athlete, what I said is right, his grades are far worse than foreigners. Ermao said with a depressed face.

"Foreigner, foreigner, you know foreigner! I'll tell you directly. 10.25 seconds is not a reflection of Fang Dalei's true level at all. At the beginning of the race, his reaction time was about 0.5 seconds, which was more than 0.3 seconds slower than the land soldiers. ”

At this time, Fang Dalei happened to come over, and after listening to Chang Yuan's words, he couldn't help but blush: "I said Lao Chang, don't bring such a burying person behind your back." ”

"Did I say it wrong?" Chang Yuan glared at Fang Dalei, looking like he hated iron but not steel, "You really wasted your good talent!"

Looking at Chang Yuan's appearance of beating his chest, Fang Dalei was really afraid that his blood would surge, his blood pressure would rise, and his blood vessels would burst, so he hurriedly persuaded: "Okay, okay, Lao Chang, we have something to say, don't get excited, okay?"

"Hmph! You little rabbit cub! I'm really angry! Your result just now is 10 seconds 25, not exceeding the wind speed, real and effective, according to this result, you have reached the international athlete level, not to mention the provincial team, the national team can enter, and almost reached the Olympic B standard, this year we have no sprinters in China can reach the Olympic B standard, according to this statement, you will be the only player who can represent our Huaxia in the Chinese Olympic Games. ”

"Going to the Olympics?" Fang Dalei was stunned for a moment, Lin Junjie and others on the side were also stunned, although Lin Junjie is also a star and a big singer, but his influence is currently limited to China and the surrounding areas, and they have never thought about the Olympic Games, a grand event that attracts worldwide attention.

"Yes, go to the Olympics! Your reaction time for the start this time is 0.5 seconds, not to mention more, you just shorten the starting reaction time to 0.2 seconds that normal athletes can achieve, you calculate and subtract 0.3 seconds, what will your result be this time?" Chang Yuan asked.

"10.25 minus 0.3? I'll go! 9.95 seconds! Da Lei! If that's the case, wouldn't you be able to run into the 10-second mark? Then you will be the first person in the yellow race to run into the 10-second mark! At that time, you will be famous and famous, and it is estimated that the whole world will know about you!" Da Mao Gang Fang Da Lei exclaimed in surprise after calculating the time.

Except for Chang Yuan and Fang Dalei, everyone else was also shocked by his shout, and they were stunned to calculate the results, they didn't expect that there was a fierce man next to him who could run 100 meters in 10 seconds.

"Hmph! It's not all!" Chang Yuan looked at the shocked crowd triumphantly, this is what he wanted, "What kind of thing was Fang Dalei wearing just now?"

"Lao Chang! You're here again! I'm wearing clothes, what else are you talking about?" Fang Dalei was furious......

"Uh...... Da Lei, I didn't mean that, your clothes are so spiritual to wear, and they fit your temperament, haha, haha......" Chang Yuan smiled awkwardly.

Fang Dalei snorted coldly and watched him continue to perform.

"Ahem......" Chang Yuan coughed twice, relieved his embarrassment and continued, "What I just meant was that Fang Dalei's dress was not suitable for running a 100-meter race. His clothes and shoes are everyday wear, and if he were given official competition gear, his results could have improved dramatically. ”

"How much better?" asked the crowd in unison.

"I estimate that it can be improved by at least another 0.2-0.5 seconds. Chang Yuan said with a deep groan.

"I'll go, doesn't that mean that Da Lei can at least run for 9.75 seconds?" Everyone was completely stunned by this data, this is simply against the sky, premature life!