Chapter XXXVII
Ye Qin watched a group of players walk on the starting line of the preliminaries, and his mood has become much calmer than at the beginning. He is the last group in the preliminaries, and according to the current situation, he should take the best 16 places to enter the semi-finals.
Ye Qin is very confident in himself, starting from the 400-meter race, all the way to the 200-meter, and then now the 100-meter, the preliminaries plus the rematch, and the training of several games, in a certain way, Ye Qin can clearly understand his position, and it also makes his mentality more and more good.
"Each...... Preparation...... Syllable! ”
The moment the gun rang out, Ye Qin got up and accelerated, and the speed was fast!
He felt that he liked the track more and more, and he liked the moment when he rushed out of the track after the gun sounded!
That kind of speeding gallop, as well as surpassing one opponent after another, and finally standing in front of the finish line, becoming the focus of everyone's attention, made Ye Qin extremely eager and liked such a scene.
In the 100-meter preliminaries, Ye Qin noticed the athletes around him from the start.
This time he had a good start, although from the sidelines, Ye Qin didn't seem to be ahead of the other runners at the start, just on par with other fast starters, but that's what Ye Qin has been training for a long time.
When he trained one or two hundred meters with Liu Yizhen and Li Jianchao, what he practiced the most was the starting technique.
Ye Qin himself also understands that the 400 meters and 200 meters have a great tolerance for his start, that is, if he doesn't run well at the start, there will be enough time for him to catch up in the later stage.
But at 100 meters, the distance is too short, and it will not be easy for him to catch up. It was not easy for him to catch up with Liu Yizhen and Li Jianchao in that test, and this time he faced a group of high school students who were running the fastest in the city.
He must not be taken lightly.
The result was also very good, Ye Qin started very smoothly, although the acceleration in front was slower than many other runners, but when he reached the position of sixty or seventy meters, Ye Qin's speed had been fully improved, and he ran out of the crowd of runners almost instantly, and rushed directly to the finish line.
Ye Qin didn't look at his preliminaries results, anyway, his speed is not slow, according to his own estimates, it should be around 11.6 seconds, according to the previous analysis of Yan Ning and Li Jianchao and others, it is no problem for this result to enter the next round of the semi-finals.
"This classmate, this classmate ......"
Just as Ye Qin had just finished running the 100-meter preliminaries, gasping for breath and walking on the track with his waist crossed, he suddenly heard a figure coming from behind him.
"What?" Ye Qin turned his head with some difficulty and glanced at him, and a thin middle-aged man was looking at him.
"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry......"
Zhao Youcheng looked at Ye Qin's appearance and raised his hands gently, and then made a posture to calm the rhythm of breathing, "Adjust your breathing first, take your time"
Although the distance of 100 meters is short, the instant muscle strength explodes, and the lactic acid produced by anaerobic exercise is still accumulating throughout the body, and the athlete's body is still somewhat uncomfortable at this time.
Although Ye Qin didn't know what the person in front of him was, he saw that the other party was gesturing to him, and he still adjusted his breathing together.
"Classmate, what's your name, which school is it?"
It seemed that when Ye Qin's breath calmed down a little, Zhao Youcheng asked with a smile.
"Whew...... Xiushui No. 2 Middle School, Ye Qin. Ye Qin breathed a few sighs of relief, listened to the other party's words, frowned, and was still a little inexplicable, "That...... Who are you? What's the matter with me? ”
"Yechin." Zhao Youcheng chewed slightly and nodded, "Ye Qin, okay, my name is Zhao Youcheng, and I am a track and field coach of the Avant-garde Sports Association. ”
"Avant-garde sports association?"
Ye Qin didn't pay much attention to the coach behind him, but he was quite surprised by the words of the avant-garde sports association.
Zhao Youcheng didn't care, smiled and simply told Ye Qin about the meaning of the avant-garde sports association.
The words avant-garde sports association are naturally a little unfamiliar to ordinary people, but if you are interested in some large-scale sports events such as the National Games, you will often see some representative teams such as some other industry associations in addition to professional teams in various provinces and cities.
The China Avant-garde Sports Association is an industry sports association under the leadership of the General Administration of Sports of the People's Republic of China, and an organization under the Ministry of Public Security responsible for the sports work of public security organs and armed police forces across the country. It has been in a leading position in China in boxing, fighting, martial arts, cross-country, shooting, marathon, football, basketball, track and field and other events, and has a good and long-term cooperative relationship with the National Sports General Administration Heavy Competition Center, Boxing Center and the Chinese Wushu Association, and has jointly held a number of domestic and international large-scale events.
To put it simply, the avant-garde sports association is similar to the well-known Bayi Labor Team, the Construction Corps, and other provincial-level professional teams are basically at the same level, but the focus of the usual training projects is different, and the relative results in some domestic competitions such as the National Games are also poor, so they are not particularly eye-catching.
"That'...... That Coach Zhao, then you are looking for me......"
Ye Qin probably understood the identity of the thin middle-aged man in front of him, and felt quite tall, but he seemed to have never heard of it. With a little confusion in his eyes, he scratched his head and asked strangely.
Zhao Youcheng's expression was gentle, and he smiled: "That's the case, Ye Qin, right." I've watched both your 400m race and your 200m race, and I think you have a lot of potential, have you ever thought about getting into the professional team to develop? ”
"Professional team? Being an athlete?! ”
Ye Qin suddenly screamed in surprise, his eyes widened, and he glanced up and down at Zhao Youcheng.
The last time he heard Yan Ning introduce professional athletes, before coming to the competition, Yan Ning also joked with everyone that there would be various coaches to look for talents, Ye Qin still felt funny at that time, the word athlete has always been far away from him, but he never expected that suddenly a person claiming to be a coach came to the door.
"Yes, to be an athlete. You still have a lot of room for improvement, and if you get into the professional team early, it's not impossible to be able to participate in the National Games and even the Olympics in the future......"
Zhao Youcheng looked at Ye Qin, his expression was quite excited, a pair of eyes looked up and down seriously, leaning over and reaching out to touch Ye Qin's calf.
"Huh? That one...... Coach Zhao, are you mistaken?! ”
Ye Qin was suddenly taken aback by the other party's movements, and then looked at the thin middle-aged man in front of him, how could he see that something was not right, how could there be such a rush to tell people that he could be an athlete. Before the veil of athletes is completely torn off by Ye Chin, he still has a considerable sense of mystery and distance towards various sports coaches.
Looking at Zhao Youcheng's earnest eyes, Ye Qin only felt hairy and a little uncomfortable, and always felt a little like the routine of those who had gone out to work in Xiaoli Shangyun before.
Ye Qin didn't want to pay attention to whether the other party was true or false for a while, and waved his hand, "What's that...... Coach Zhao, I'll go first......"
"Make no mistake, Ye Qin, classmate Ye Qin, you are very talented, you need to ......" Zhao Youcheng watched Ye Qin run away and shouted again and again.
Ye Qin turned a deaf ear, and muttered, "Neuropathy!" ”