"Don't be modest, they didn't release water at all. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Everyone's attention immediately shifted to the staff member.

"You'll find out when you go to the timing equipment." Immediately afterwards, Zheng Peimeng, with the support of Liu Jianjun, came to the vicinity of the electronic timer with everyone.

"10.15 seconds?" Zheng Peimeng's eyes widened, and he looked at the time on the electronic timer in first place in surprise.

What is this concept?

Not only did it reach the A standard of the London Olympics, but it also broke the national record set by Sun Bingtian in September......

I have been chasing my dream for so many years, but I didn't expect it to come true at such a "test match" within the base...... Hey, it's a pity that this time of 10.15 seconds is not achieved in the official competition recognized by the IAAF, at most it is just a psychological comfort.

But in any case, it is a thing to celebrate that I broke through the bottleneck of 10 seconds and 20 seconds.

After carefully recalling the game process just now, Zheng Peimeng realized a problem.

The reason why I have not been able to break through the bottleneck before is largely because there is no opponent around me who can bring enough pressure, so I have never been able to stimulate my full potential. And today, it was Feng Quan's strong performance that made Zheng Peimeng feel great pressure, which stimulated his potential.

Thinking of this, Zheng Peimeng turned his head to look at Feng Quan beside him, and then looked at the second place on the electronic timer.

"10.20 seconds? Such an all-round special kid? was able to run the Olympic B standard. You know, even among the members of the national team in the sprint special, few can do it......"

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"Hoohoo! Dad, I not only broke through 10.30 seconds, but also reached the Olympic B standard! After seeing his results, Feng Quan shouted excitedly.

"You're so happy! What if you break the world record? It's not an official competition, and the IAAF won't admit it,......" Zhao Feng, who was standing behind the wind, complained calmly.

Although he is very calm on the surface, in fact, Zhao Feng's heart has already been "stormy". It's only been less than half a year...... In the qualifiers of the City Games before, Feng Quan, who lost to himself by nearly 600 points in the total score, not only won the championship in the final of the City Games, but even became the second person in China to break through the 8,000-point mark.

Now, less than 40 days before the end of the final of the City Games, Feng Quan has not only improved his strength in an all-round way, but also reached the Olympic B standard in the 100-meter event.

The most important thing is that Feng Quancai is only 17 years old...... Where are his limits in the future......

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"Look at it, your second senior brother educated you, right? Even if you do 10.20 seconds in training, it only shows that you have the strength. If you want to achieve the goal of 100 meters, you must at least maintain a stable time of about 10.10 seconds in training to ensure that you can achieve the Olympic B standard or even A standard in the official competition. Yue Wenjun said while rubbing Feng Quan's head.

"Hehe, Director Yue is right. Although you have reached the level of 10.20 seconds, you still have a long way to go to achieve the goal of 100 meters. But in any case, it is always a cause for celebration to be able to achieve such a result. After a slight pause, Liu Jianjun continued: "Coach Yue, in mid-April, the first leg of the National Track and Field Grand Prix will be held in Guangdong. However, due to the relatively tight schedule of this event, it is difficult for Feng Quan to do both. I think we can let Feng Quan try to participate in the 100-meter dash in the first race, and then let him participate in the decathlon in the next few races, what do you think? ”

"Well, since this kid Daquan has completed my agreement with him in advance, let him try it first......"

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After the three-day adjustment training, the three brothers of Feng Quanshi once again returned to their previous high-intensity and high-volume training state.

Although in Shanghai in December, the weather is gradually getting colder.

However, compared with the cold and freezing hometown in the Northeast, Feng Quan still feels that this is the happiest winter training he has experienced.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month passed, and this day came to the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, which was different from ordinary people. When the other people were reunited on Chinese New Year's Eve, Feng Quan and the four of them did not return to their cold northeastern hometown, but continued to stay in the Xinzhuang base, aiming for the London Olympics, they had to endure the pain of not being able to reunite with their loved ones, and continued to sweat on the training ground.

However, after the training, when the body was in a state of fatigue, Feng Quan's longing for his parents in the northeast couldn't help but feel a little stronger.

So, Feng Quan didn't care about the discomfort caused by sweat, so he picked up his mobile phone and dialed his mother's number.

"Mom! It's me, Daquan. Feng Quan said loudly with some excitement.

"Okay, stop shouting, your mother and I are not deaf yet. Besides, your mother doesn't know your number......" Feng Quan's mother Xu Jingxin said.

"Hehe, your son I'm not at home, isn't it boring for you and my dad to spend the New Year at home?"

"Don't stink! You're not at home, your dad and I can simply make a few dishes for the New Year, which saves more money than when you were at home......"

"Uh...... Mom, you won't have any friends if you say that......"

"Okay, stop talking nonsense! I'm not your friend at all, I'm your mother. ”

"It's been a long time since I've seen me and miss you, but you did this to me when I called to say hello...... Woo woo, the baby's heart is bitter......"

After hearing his son's words, Xu Jingxin, who was barely pretending to be strong, finally couldn't help crying.

"Hey, silly son, doesn't your mother want you? When I say this, aren't you all afraid of affecting your training, so you barely pretend......" After a pause, Xu Jingxin continued: "Son, since you chose to follow the path of an athlete in the first place, you have to endure the pain of not being able to reunite with your family during the holidays. If you can't bear this pain, you won't be able to achieve anything in the future. ”

"Well, I know, my son won't disgrace you and my dad."

"What a shame to say. Your dad and I are ordinary workers, with no money or background, and no one usually looks down on us. But after you won the national championship last year, not only did the people in the community give me and your dad a thumbs up, but even the big leaders in charge of sports in the city came to our house. He also said that you have a good chance of participating in this year's Olympics. ”

"They all know that?" Feng Quan asked suspiciously.

"Of course. The fact that you won the City Games championship was broadcast on the city's TV station for almost a week. By the way, the big cadres in the city also said that as long as you can qualify for the Olympic Games, even if you can't get any rankings, you will be assigned a job as a coach in the city after you retire. And it is staffed, not temporary. Son, this is a good thing, your father and I have no money and no background, if you can get a structured job, your father and I can close our eyes when we die. You've got to work hard to qualify for the Olympics......"

Hearing the end, Feng Quan couldn't help but roll his eyes. I thought: It's just such a "organized" job, which makes my mother excited like this, if she really wins an Olympic championship or something in the future, will her old man faint with excitement......

However, although he thought so in his heart, Feng Quan's mouth still followed his mother's mouth and said, "Hehe, Mom, don't worry!" Not only does your son have to qualify for the Olympics, but at the very least, he has to be on the podium......"

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After talking to his mother on the phone, Feng Quan's heart remembered another person, the person who used to be cold to him, but gave him a lot of psychological comfort when he was in the most difficult time.

But just as he wanted to dial that person's phone, Feng Quan hesitated again.

"Wouldn't I be embarrassed if she was still cold to me...... Hey, it's better to send him a text message to greet the New Year in advance, so as not to embarrass everyone when you get it. ”

So, Feng Quan immediately edited a text message with Spring Festival blessings and sent it to that person.

Just after Feng Quan sent a text message, he was about to go to the canteen of the Xinzhuang base to eat, but his mobile phone text message rang suddenly.

After Feng Quan clicked on the text message, before he had time to read the content of the text message carefully, he only saw the name of the "sender", and his face was already full of joy.

"Blessings have been received, and I wish you a happy new year. And I wish you an early arrival on the podium of the Olympic Games -- Wang Sinan."

"Hey, hey, 'Brother Quan'? It's the first time she's called me that...... If nothing else, just for this 'whole brother', I have to stand on the podium of the Olympic Games......"

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More than fifty days passed, and the spring sun sprinkled on the face gave people a warm feeling.

Just two days before the start of the first leg of the National Track and Field Grand Prix, the three brothers of Feng Quanshi, under the leadership of Yue Wenjun and Liu Jianjun, boarded the high-speed train to Zhaoqing, Guangdong. Get ready for the first 100-meter sprint of your career......

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