Chapter 95: The Game Begins

"It's just the first ...... in the preliminary group"

The cheers around made Zhang Ben, Yu Wei and others feel a little uncomfortable.

Yu Wei looked at the cheering Koreans around him, as if their country's players had already won the championship in the final, cheering and excited. Yu Wei pursed his lips and smiled: "This kind of result, when it comes to the rematch, it is easy to be eliminated..."

The time of 10.49 seconds is remarkable to be able to reach the finals in some of the biggest competitions in China, not to mention the Asian circuit.

Now the South Korean will inevitably be eliminated if he meets a strong opponent in the rematch.

If it weren't for the South Korean organizers cheating and arranging this Kim Dong Ming in the first preliminary group, but in the fifth preliminary group, this Kim Dong Myung would probably not even be able to run the monkeys of Vietnam and Indonesia...

Koreans are like this, no matter what happens, they will be arrogant and celebrate or congratulate first. They never think about the result they get, what means they used in the process, and how the people around them perceive them. Zhang Ben also smiled: "This point is the same as the people in the Three Kingdoms ......"

"Korean National ......"

Kim Dong-myung ran on the field as if celebrating the champion of the final round, waving his fists and shouting at the audience every dozen meters he ran. What Jin Dongming shouted, everyone was confused, and they couldn't understand it at all.

After all, Korean Chinese is a small language, and in this era, Chinese people have set off an English fever, if there are still people in English who can understand a few words...

But the Korean audience on the stage was full of passion and shared the excitement and joy in their hearts. Waving his fists and shouting, he had a good interaction with Kim Dong-myung: "First... First! ”

This frenzied atmosphere has affected the rest of the game. The athletes who were still warming up were all confused, speculating whether there was a dark horse in the cannon fodder group of the first group of the preliminaries group, or breaking the Asian record?

And this dark horse, or a South Korean athlete?

"Coach Zhang, what are they shouting?"

Many coaches in the field feel very strange, but they are the first in the preliminary group? Worth so excited?

Those coaches who experienced the same flight knew that Zhang Ben understood Korean Chinese, and they asked him for advice.

"They're shouting, it's time for the calves, what are you showing off, you... Fuck off, I'm embarrassed to show off this result, and I will definitely be eliminated in the semi-finals......"

Where did Zhang Ben understand what Korean Chinese, so he had to make it up, and with his facial expressions, Yu Wei and the other three coaches were stunned.

Obviously, Zhang Ben deliberately arranged this Jin Dongming, and the atmosphere at the scene was obviously excited and happy, okay?

The expressions of the three of them gradually became strange.

"Don't look at me with such strange eyes......"

Feeling the strange eyes of several people, Zhang Ben was a little indignant: "Koreans boast of being the first in Asian quality, but in fact, in Europe and the United States, Koreans spit everywhere, shouting on buses and subways, and one person occupies two or three seats, and the sitting posture has a very poor taste." When you are accused, you say that you are a Chinese......"

Zhang Ben has never encountered this kind of thing.

But when I watched TV in my previous life, I didn't see this kind of news. Among them, there are Koreans who come to experience China's high-speed rail, and the quality... It's embarrassing how they have the face to boast of being a quality nation...

Yu Wei and the others widened their eyes, and anger appeared on their faces: "Why do I want to beat someone?" ”

You want to beat people up now, and in the process of China's rapid development into a world power, South Korea's typical grape-eating psychology will make the Chinese people even more disgusted...

............

Wang Ben is in the fifth group, Yin Hanzhao is in the second group, and Chen Haijian is in the third group.

In the field of Chinese sprinting, in this era, it is indeed the bottom of the world. But in Asia, it's top-notch. Yin Hanzhao and Chen Haijian easily won the first place in the preliminary group and advanced to the semifinals.

The fifth group of athletes soon arrived on the track, Wang Ben adjusted his running aid, and stood on the track with his waist pinched.

Wang Ben was placed on the seventh track, and the sixth lane on the left was a Vietnamese who was no more than 1.6 meters tall. Wang Ben's height of 1.92 meters made Vietnamese athletes seem to feel the pressure and kept looking up at Wang Ben.

This Vietnamese may still be wondering, how can the Chinese grow so tall and tall, who are also of the yellow race?

Wang Ben has no interest in Vietnamese athletes, and has been muttering in his heart: "Just those little short legs, how fast can you run?" ”

Wang Ben's waist is almost up to the neck of a Vietnamese athlete.

The Vietnamese athlete is a Japanese on the fifth track on the left, and a black man on the fourth track on the left hand of the Japanese, kneeling on the ground, praying in an incomprehensible language, perhaps begging their gods to bless him for first place.

On the left hand side of this black man, there is a Japanese, and the left hand side of this Japanese man, that is, the second track is also a black man, doing the same action, Wang Ben looked at their chests, the mini flag on the chest is the flag of the UAE tyrant country, and the flag on the chest of the black man is the flag of Saudi Arabia.

The first track is a half-breed, not short, but brown-skinned. Looking at the national flag on its chest, it is the Philippines. Wang Ben remembered the history he had studied, the United States had colonized the Philippines for a short time, and this athlete was so tall that it completely violated racial genetics, perhaps a descendant left by American GIs.

The eighth track, that is, on Wang Ben's right hand is a Kazakh athlete, who is more than 1.85 meters tall, not very old, very muscular, and has a long beard.

Wang Ben sat on his track mark, losing the desire to continue looking at them. In Wang Ben's imagination, the international circuit is at least a few tall black runners, or white people like strong calves with muscular bumps.

Now, except for the Filipino mixed-race and Kazakhstani player who is about 1.8 meters, the Japanese player, who equals the Asian record, is less than 1.75 meters. The last Shingo is a little taller, at most 1.8 meters. The other players are more than 1.6 meters and less than 1.7 meters. Wang Ben sat on the sign, both taller than the Vietnamese players......

"Ugh..."

Wang Ben was a little disappointed: "This is the international competition? This is what the coach said about the strongest group in the preliminaries? ”

There were some words on the radio that Wang Ben couldn't understand, but a few players waved their hands.

Wang Ben understands that the radio just now introduced the situation of each athlete. Wang Ben secretly rejoiced: "Fortunately, for more than two months, the coach has been training in English to start and shout instructions, otherwise when the game is held, everyone else will run, and we still don't understand what people say." Shouldn't I be training more English? ”

If you become famous in the future, at least you can understand what people say when you are interviewed...

"No, they should speak Chinese, otherwise I will ignore him..."

Wang Ben began to think wildly, and a smile appeared on his face.

β€œOn your marks...”

At this time, the referee signals the athlete to get ready for the start. Fortunately, Wang Ben shouted this kind of password for more than two months, and Wang Ben understood it immediately: "It seems to have a curry taste, is it an Indian referee?" This English is not as good as the coach's standard. ”

Of course, whether Zhang Ben shouted the standard or the third brother shouted the standard, Wang Ben really couldn't tell the difference. It's just that habitually, I feel that Zhang Ben is more familiar.

Wang Ben stood up lazily, squatted down, and put his feet on the running aid. The referee on the sidelines checks each athlete's hands on the line one by one and whether their feet are on the running aid.

β€œSet”

Eight athletes bowed down and raised their heads and took a good starting position.

"Smack......

The crisp sound of command gunfire echoed through the stadium.

Eight athletes, eight athletes, like a tiger descending the mountain, rushed onto the track in an instant.

The game has begun......