In the morning, as soon as the sky was bright, Zhang Ben opened his eyes on time.

In three months, the biological clock has been formed, and at four o'clock in the morning, Zhang Ben will wake up on time.

After washing, Zhang Ben just went out, and Wang Ben and Li Liang also got up.

Take the bus to a school playground and start the daily morning exercise.

The training was not very fierce, after a simple training, it was already half past seven in the morning, Zhang Ben took the two back to the hotel restaurant, had breakfast, rested for a while, and took the car to the competition venue.

......

"Old Chen, the weather is not very good today..."

In a community, an old man went downstairs tremblingly, and was dissuaded by a middle-aged man: "A tryout, is it worth your personal visit?" ”

The old man didn't respond, but looked up at the sky: "The weather is not bad, I have just recovered from my illness, it is good to wander around, it is not good to be stuffy at home... When people are old, they have to move..."

"Let's go..."

The old man walked more and more neatly, and his steps gradually became lighter: "I still walk, and my body recovers quickly..."

The man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Come on, if you want to go, go there..."

......

"It's almost time..."

Glancing at his watch, Zhang Ben stopped Wang Ben's continued training: "You go to stretch first, move your body, it's not long before the competition..."

Wang Ben wiped his sweat, even if it was a late autumn morning, the weather was already a little cold, and his clothes were wet with sweat.

"Remember to put on your coat... You can't catch a cold at this time. ”

Zhang Ben helped Wang Ben put on his coat and helped him pull the zipper: "During the race, I was at the end of the track, waiting for you to cross the line... Go for it..."

Wang Ben nodded heavily and began to press his legs and move his body.

Li Liang also simply did some training and began to move his body.

Zhang Ben began to watch the athletes in the warm-up area, his brows sometimes furrowed, sometimes stretched.

Name: Kai Zhang

Age: 21

Strength: 10+

Stamina: 10+

Flexibility: 9+

Reaction: 11+

Fitness: 90%+

Status: 93%+

Explosiveness: 11+

Kinematic Value: 95%

Comprehensive certification: Excellent (not recommended for training)

"This athlete, with all his physical attributes, has reached his limit."

At the age of 21, it is the most glorious age stage of an athlete, and at this age, if there are no too good results, it is indeed not worth cultivating.

Name: Fan Ding

Age: 22

Strength: 10+

Stamina: 9+

Flexibility: 10+

Reaction: 10+

Fitness: 89%+

Status: 91%+

Explosiveness: 10+

Sport Value: 89%

Comprehensive Certification: General

The system didn't give too much evaluation, Zhang Ben looked at it and frowned slightly.

Licheng Trials, 100 meters, is divided into two groups. Wang Ben was placed in Group A. According to the practice of previous competitions, those who are in Group A are called cannon fodder.

Because when the game first starts, the electronic timer is usually in the debugging stage, which is very likely to cause mechanical failure, which is extremely detrimental to the ranking at that time.

Moreover, the players who are generally placed in the first group to start the game are generally not very strong. Or some, for the big competition, blank, inexperienced players, will be placed in the first group.

Now the warm-up is the group A player, Zhang Ben looked at it one by one, only Zhang Kai in all aspects of the attributes, not bad, the preliminary judgment, the result should be around 10 seconds 50...

As the minutes passed, when some athletes entered the warm-up area one after another, Zhang Ben knew that it was the players in Group B who entered the warm-up area.

Before I started to watch it carefully, the broadcast was just at this time in mind.

Zhang Ben hurriedly found Wang Ben: "Go to the check-in area to check in..."

When entering the check-in area, the first thing is to take a roll call, and then a urine test is carried out to leave urine. During this period, the athlete's coach is not allowed to follow.

Wang Ben participated in this kind of official competition for the first time and was a little at a loss.

Pre-race check-ins are extremely complex, and being involved in this kind of check-in for the first time is really uncomfortable.

After a series of complicated processes, Wang Ben entered the competition area under the guidance of the staff.

Zhang Ben took the coach's card, took Li Liang into the arena, and threw the bag directly to Li Liang, who could only watch by the track.

Before the race, the athletes stand on the track and the coaches are not allowed to come close to the athletes.

......

Standing on the track, Wang Ben was a little excited, a little nervous, and more excited.

He was not very old, and he was just 16 years old after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

He was originally a junior high school student who relied on sports to get a special enrollment place in high school. Who knew that in just over three months, his life would have such big ups and downs.

He met his own Bole, a capable physical education teacher.

And after the prefectural junior high school athletic meet, he became an athlete. Moreover, he was arranged to enter the city's No. 1 Senior High School, and became a high school student.

What's even more coincidental is that Ren Cheng Sports Management Center does not have many strong soldiers, and he is lucky to represent Ren Cheng to participate in this National Games trials.

Wang Ben was assigned to the first track of Group A, and there were a total of nine players who competed with him.

"Cannon fodder group?"

Wang Ben also knows that their group is habitually called the cannon fodder group.

And he, as a newcomer, was very "taken care of" and was placed on the first track of Group A.

Wang Ben looked left and right, did not see Zhang Ben's figure, remembering that Zhang Ben said that he wanted to watch him cross the line at the finish line, Wang Ben's heart instantly became hot: "The first battle in life must have a good start!" ”

"The coach said that the best track is the fourth track, so in the final, I will stand on the fourth track..."

Wang Ben calmed down inexplicably, and he remembered a lot of things Zhang Ben had said, including some ways to overcome his fear before the game: "Hehe..."

Wang Ben smiled inexplicably: "The coach may not know, I have no fear of the track, only excitement..."

Some athletes are born with a desire for the track, not a fear.

The stadium is not very large and can accommodate more than 10,000 people.

But nine out of ten of the seats are empty, and most of the people sitting in the seats are also coaches, or some athletes who don't have a competition.

The entire stadium, at this time, was only a 100-meter track, and some people were seated.

"Wang Ben is on the field..."

Doing it in the seat next to the track, Wu Chunyan frowned. Xiang Chang Yuan beside him asked: "I rarely stay in Rencheng, are you really so optimistic about this young man?" ”

Yes, Wang Ben, who is only sixteen years old, looks tall, but he is still a teenager, not a young man.

Chang Yuan's face has always been very calm, and he smiled faintly when he heard this: "This is also a way to do it, you don't know that the original Ren City Sports Team, those sprinters, have all developed a big belly." Let them come to the competition, or do you want them to show off their fat? ”

Wu Chunyan didn't speak, Ren Cheng Sports Team, the original veteran team members, especially the sprint middle and long-distance running, almost no one remained, all of them were opened...

Ren Cheng's sports team, and now track athletes, are almost all new faces.

"Besides..."

Chang Yuan is full of confidence: "Xiao Zhang is a capable coach, which is inferior to other coaches of the city sports team." And Wang Ben and Li Liang, their results are also very good. This time, we might be able to get a place in the competition..."

"Each, in place..."

At this time, the broadcast in the stadium came the voice of the referee.

Chang Yuan and Wu Chunyan stopped talking, and looked at the starting line.

The race is about to begin...