Chapter 32: Coach, Am I Flying?

"Slow!"

When the gunshots rang out, Wang Ben almost reflexively rushed directly onto the track.

Wang Ben felt that this time his start was smoother than before, and his starting reaction was more sensitive than before.

It's just that he found that he was still slow...

In front of him, there are three people who react faster than him!

"As a national team athlete, this kind of starting reaction is really fast!"

Wang Ben admired, he has been training his starting reaction, Zhang Ben's requirements are extremely high, that is, his starting reaction can continue to improve, this time in the Licheng trials, at least within 0.17 seconds...

"This time, my starting reaction was definitely not under 0.17 seconds..."

Wang Ben was a little complicated and a little panicked in his heart. Since Donghuan No. 1 Middle School began to enter the school sports team, Wang Ben has taken the lead in every competition, including this morning's preliminaries, and crossed the finish line directly...

At this time, he had just started and was already behind, which made him feel that he was inferior.

"I'll be at the finish line and watch you cross the line first!"

Such a sentence suddenly appeared in his mind, Wang Ben was shocked, he didn't expect that the game had just begun, and he already had the idea of giving up on himself.

"Chase!"

The coach trusts me so much, I can't let the coach down!

I can't give up on my own, I have to fight once!

This is an opportunity, as long as you can get the first place, you will definitely have a chance to get a ticket to the National Games!

"National Games!"

Wang Ben knows that the entire Rencheng Sports Team, all the coaches, including Director Chang, are very eager to get the ticket to the National Games.

In the blink of an eye, thirty meters had passed.

Wang Ben raised his head and got up, and was surprised to find that he had not been left behind too much, and there was only a one-liner gap between him and the third place Yin Jintao. Wang Ben found that he was fast, faster than any test he had ever done in the first half of the 100-meter race...

Wang Ben kept accelerating, and suddenly overtook Yin Jintao and ran to the third position, and he was already neck and neck with the second place Li Tai: "When did I have this speed?" ”

It's like a spring under your feet, your legs are like motors, you switch from fourth to fifth gear, and the throttle has been stepped on to the end, and the speed is soaring...

"Beyond!"

Wang Ben felt that this speed gave him the feeling of running in a dream. It's so comfortable, the same step out, shorter than ever, and the pace is bigger.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Ben left Li Tai behind, and there was only half a gap between him and Luo Jiaquan, who was in first place. And the two sides are getting closer and closer ...

"It's so cool!"

Wang Ben ran faster and faster, and it seemed that his legs would transmit great power according to his own ideas, increasing the speed to the speed that the camera wanted.

It's closer, it's getting closer!

There is only a thin line of gap... Wang Ben felt that at this time, Luo Jiaquan suddenly turned his head to look at him, and Wang Ben also turned his head to look at Luo Jiaquan, and also felt embarrassed, after all, he surpassed others and took the first place in his hand.

Wang Ben smiled slightly, but he didn't know, because of the violent running, the peak speed of running, his expression had been distorted. His smile, like a smiling face in hell, made Luo Jiaquan startled.

Wang Ben felt that his neck was twisting back more and more, and he gradually twisted his neck and could no longer see Luo Jiaquan's figure, Luo Jiaquan seemed to disappear from his sight.

Wang Ben suddenly realized that he had surpassed Luo Jiaquan and had achieved a great advantage.

In his heart, he unconsciously forgot that this was a game.

Hurriedly turning his head, Wang Ben was surprised to find that the finish line was in front of him, and it was less than twenty meters.

Wang Ben felt like he was stepping on clouds, and there was a mysterious force pushing him forward.

This kind of feeling, Wang Ben wants to close his eyes and enjoy this feeling: "Coach, am I flying?" ”

It's so fast, it's faster than I expected, it's beyond my imagination, I never thought I'd have this peak speed!

Fifteen meters...

The finish line is just ahead... Wang Ben felt that he could directly cross the finish line in three or five steps.

Ten meters...

Wang Ben felt that the feeling of oppression around him had disappeared, and the sound of hurried footsteps had disappeared in his ears. In the whole world, it seems that only he is running.

He was the only one racing on the entire track.

What does it feel like?

Wang Ben felt a little awkward, but at the same time felt very comfortable. This feeling of being in the lead and being far ahead is really cool. I want to keep running until the end of the world.

Five meters...

Wang Ben kept his eyes on the front, and he felt that the finish line had disappeared from his sight. 、

Wang Ben didn't know how many steps he had run, he felt that the place with the most people in the stands had been left behind by him. In front of him, not far from the audience stand.

He had to slow down or he would hit the audience.

The pace grew slower and slower, and finally he stopped not far from the audience.

As soon as he looked up, he saw an old man, who was looking at him with a smile on his face, and seemed to say something: "Little guy, run well......"

Turning back in surprise, he found a figure rushing towards him.

"Wang Ben, win, let's win! You ran first! ”

Immediately afterwards, he felt a person riding on his chest, and a huge impact made him subconsciously hug this person and take a few steps back, so that he did not fall.

"Li Liang, do you want to overwhelm me?"

Wang Ben knew who this guy was, and quickly let go and threw this guy away: "I know I ran first!" ”

With his mouth open, Wang Ben laughed excitedly.

Three months of day and night, almost no other memories in life except training, endless exhaustion, endless complaints, with this crossing of the line, vanished...

All that remains, there is only gratitude.

"Where's the coach?"

Wang Ben pulled Li Liang and found that Zhang Ben was still at the finish line just now, and he was gone at this time. Wang Ben was anxious to share his joy, and glared at Li Liang fiercely: "Tomorrow you cross the line, I will celebrate with you like this..."

Li Liang shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "It's up to you, as long as you can get the first place, you can make trouble casually..."

"10.24 seconds..."

When passing by the timing card, Wang Ben subconsciously glanced at it, and then the whole person was stunned: "I ran 10 seconds 24, I ran into 10 seconds 30 seconds?" ”

The joy just now was stunned by his own results at this time.

10.24...

Is this his result?

I don't know how many times I have trained in Rencheng, and it's not that I haven't used a timer electric meter to time, but his fastest one, that is, 10 seconds 49... Now, it's 10.24 seconds.

What is the domestic 100m record?

Wang Ben recalled carefully: "It seems to be 10 seconds 17!" ”

"Coach..."

In a daze, Wang Ben saw Zhang Ben, and involuntarily thought of what the coach seemed to have said: "When you can run for 10 seconds, you need to use your own brain and cooperate with the coach to train." ”

Now it is only 0.07 seconds away from the domestic record, and only 0.17 seconds away from 10 seconds...

"I got the first place... I ran 10.24 seconds! ”

Wang Ben is a little excited, he often hears people say that only in the competition can he continue to break through himself, keep training with his head bored, and his performance cannot be improved.

In this competition, he broke through himself!

"I know!"

Zhang Ben's expression was as usual: "It's all within my expectations, I thought you could run into 10 seconds and 20 seconds, but now you are still far away..."

Wang Ben was instantly stunned.