"Ye Qin, don't have ideological baggage, wait for it to let go and run!"

On the evening of July 11, on the edge of the warm-up track in the check-in area, Ye Lidong pasted the white number plate on Ye Qin's chest and back. The number is auspicious, number 100.

"Your performance is already very good, whether it is today's 400m or the next 200m, just play your level, there is no requirement for you."

Ye Lidong gently patted Ye Qin's back, giving him the last psychological comfort before going on the field.

"Thank you Director Ye, I don't have any baggage, you don't have to relieve me anymore!"

Ye Qin smiled at Ye Lidong after the other party posted the number plate, quickly waved his arms on the spot, turned his head and went directly to the runway to start a simple warm-up.

Since this morning, Ye Lidong has talked with him alone many times, as if this is to win glory for the country, to the point of wanting to play a good state for himself, and trivial said don't be nervous, his performance is good enough.

Ye Qindu was already a little less fond of listening, and his heart was a little tired.

"If Coach Nie is here, it will definitely not be so verbose." Ye Qin secretly slandered himself in his heart, although he and Nie Fangping had only practiced for a few months, they had a tacit understanding with each other, Nie Fangping's personality was simple and direct, and he would only explain in advance, and he would never talk to him like a lot before he went on the court.

However, Ye Qin also knows that this is the concern of the two leaders of the team, and everyone has not had too much contact, such a competition, whether it is Zhou Bin yesterday or Ye Lidong today, is using their own way to relieve pressure on him.

Although the young man inevitably hates repeated preaching, he can still feel the kindness of some people in the past year.

Especially when cheering in the stands on the sidelines yesterday, Ye Lidong and other coaches and players cheered from the bottom of their hearts, which was very touching.

"This kid ......" Ye Lidong watched Ye Qin get on the runway and began the inherent warm-up rhythm, and couldn't help but smile and shook his head, this young man with the same surname is really a bit of a big scene.

Yesterday's 400-meter preliminaries with Ye Qin warmed up with Zhou Bin, and he chatted with him after the game, among the more than ten young athletes, Ye Qin's performance before coming on the field was the most relaxed, if the two of them hadn't seen his information, they couldn't believe that this teenager from the ravine was about to race, and his mentality could be so relaxed and stable.

After arriving in Sherbrooke, he and the athletes on the team basically talked one by one in a homely way, guiding them not to have too much psychological burden, but Yechin ...... It seems that only in the field management center, as well as on the plane and just arrived in Sherbrooke, life seems to be a little restrained, but once you arrive at this arena, people seem to be like birds out of the cage, especially open.

Run 200 meters in the warm-up, short distance, high efficiency, and then do one or two sets of starting acceleration, basically it's about the same.

Running 400 meters is very heavy on the body, to be honest, every time Ye Qin runs a 400-meter race, when his body reaches the last 100 meters of sprint, a large amount of lactic acid is stagnant, shortness of breath, and his lungs are on fire, and that feeling is actually very painful.

It's just that he can bear it, compared to the 400-meter physical training and ultra-distance speed and endurance training again and again, this ordeal in the race process passed quickly, and the experience from childhood to adulthood made him strong-willed, stood on the track and started running, even if his body was uncomfortable, he would continue to run.

On the warm-up track, the friction of spikes and plastic sounded from time to time.

In addition to Ye Qin, the same group of players who were about to play as soon as he was were also doing their final warm-up.

Ye Qin saw a figure that he was quite familiar with yesterday, the tall black boy was also on the runway, the two of them went one after the other, verified the plastic runway for human running, Ye Qin followed behind the other party, and it could be seen that the stride brought by the other party's long legs was really amazing.

Suddenly, "oops", Ye Qin saw that the black boy who was running in front suddenly slowed down, his body shook, and the action of trotting changed to jumping on one foot, covering his thighs with both hands, and his face was in pain.

"Is this an injury?"

Ye Qin was slightly startled, and his hurried speed slowed down, and he walked towards the other party.

"Hey!"

Ye Qin shouted at the black boy, although he has been learning English since junior high school, and he has also learned it in the first year of high school, but he only stays in textbooks and problems, typical traditional "dumb" English, Ye Qin doesn't know how to express it for a while. He could only point to his legs, and his eyes showed an inquiring look.

When the black boy saw Ye Qin coming over, he hurriedly waved his hand, as if his expression suddenly became a little more nervous. A large string of English came out of his mouth, and the speed of speech was very fast, and Ye Qin only roughly understood the meaning of thank you, no need or something like that.

"I'll help you!"

After thinking about it for a long time, Ye Qin finally came up with this simple sentence in English, and pointed to his shoulder as he spoke, signaling to help him to rest.

“NO，NO！”

The black boy's face became more and more exciting, and it didn't look like pain, but a little more impatient and helpless.

Ye Qin didn't pay much attention to this, and stepped forward to reach out and grab the other party's hand, motioned to put it on his shoulder, and helped him to the sidelines.

As a result, the black boy suddenly stood on his feet, took two steps back, and waved his hand again.

"Huh? Are you okay? ”

Ye Qin was a little stunned by the other party's performance, and just looking at the painful expression, it didn't look like a fake.

At that moment, a black man with a strong body and a bit like an NBA center shark roared loudly from the sidelines.

"Yusse, don't play any more tricks, hurry up and warm up!"

Ye Qin didn't understand the next few words, except for the title of "Yusai", which seemed to be a name.

But after he saw the roar of the black man on the sidelines, the black boy in front of him turned his head to look at him helplessly, blinked, patted his thigh lightly, and seemed to say that he had no problem, grinned and showed a mouthful of white teeth, smiled, and continued to run along the runway.

"This is a fake?!"

Ye Qin was a little speechless, and he couldn't figure out what kind of this black boy was, but he also knew at this time that the black boy was pretending just now.

Ye Qin didn't care about the language barrier, but he was always a little funny when he looked at the black boy.

A small episode passed quickly, Ye Qin still warmed up according to the rhythm, and soon it was time for the roll call to prepare for admission.

There are three groups in the men's 400m semi-finals, and the time of the competition is 18:15, 18:22 and 18:29.

Ye Qin was in the first group of the semifinals, and standing in the queue about to enter, he saw the black teenager named "Yusai" again, and the other party was in the same group as him.

Yusse Bot was the last to arrive after the roll call began, and he was over 1.95 meters tall, almost a head taller than the other competitors of similar age.

He also saw at a glance the yellow boy who came over to help him when he warmed up and pretended to be injured, and sighed helplessly in his heart,

"It's a shame that I put on a wonderful performance!"

The black teenager thought about the plan he had designed perfectly with Michael Garner last night to pretend to be injured and quit the game, everything was going perfectly, and his facial expressions were in place. But what I didn't expect was that after this yellow boy enthusiastically came over to help, he was completely destroyed.

When he waved his hand and refused the other party's help, he naturally took a few steps, and was looked at by Coach McNeil on the sidelines, and his trick was debunked at a glance.

However, he didn't have any ill feelings towards this yellow boy, but felt that he was not bad, after all, people had good intentions.

And just now the coach told him that whether he wants to run or not, according to the rules he must compete, if he does not run the 400 meters, then the 200 meters will also be disqualified.

"It's so dangerous, if you just quit the game, it will be troublesome! You can't run 400 meters, you can't run 200 meters, and I want to break the world junior record here! ”

The black boy secretly rejoiced, already thinking about the performance he was waiting for, and the 200-meter preliminaries, which he wanted to run the most, starting tomorrow.