"Ready to ......"

In front of the men's 100-meter starting line in the high school group, the command to remind the runners to be in place sounded again.

Returning to the runway, Ye Qin's mentality has been the same as Fang Cai's heaven and earth. A few minutes ago, he had no other thoughts than to beat the other fighters and take first place to enjoy that feeling of victory.

And now, he only felt as if there was a flame burning in his chest, hot, fierce, as if it was about to boil the blood of his whole body.

Standing in front of the starting line, Ye Qin's fists creaked, and the muscle lines on his arms were clearly visible.

He didn't look at the people of the Xiushui No. 2 Middle School team behind him, nor did he look sideways at the referee who blatantly punished him off the field, and he didn't pay attention to the referee who pulled him back to the runway.

In his eyes, there was a straight runway in front of him, and the orange runway seemed to be the only way he could move forward in the walls of onlookers on both sides.

No matter what he thinks or does, he has to run over the 100 meters, cross the finish line, and be the first to cross the finish line.

Playing under protest, Ye Chin did not particularly understand the meaning of this sentence. But there is also a little guess in my heart, probably because the results of the game will be recorded, but the ranking or something, may not have his share.

If other teenagers are more sensitive and angry, or if they change to Ye Qin's previous attitude of not caring too much about the game, they may toss and lose their anger and don't want to run, or they will withdraw from the game directly in anger.

But now, he doesn't want to give up, he can't give up, as long as there is a slight opportunity, he has to hold it firmly in his hands, he wants to prove himself.

Since he was a child, he knew that there would be no absolute fairness and justice in this world, let alone such a small city middle school student games, even if it was this year's World Cup?

……

Before the starting line, Ye Qin slowly leaned down, pressed his hands outward on the plastic track behind the starting line, and took a gentle breath.

The sound of preparation sounded, and Ye Qin followed and got up and made a starting posture.

Syllable!

The starting gun sounds!

White smoke drifted through the air again.

On the track in front of the starting line, the runners of all seven tracks got up and accelerated at the same time and rushed out.

Ye Qin was not the first to rush out at the moment when the gunshots rang out, he paused there as if he hadn't heard the starting gunshots.

Yan Ning, who had never taken her eyes off Ye Qin from the sidelines, saw Ye Qin's performance, her brows tightened, and at this moment she wondered if Ye Qin was scared by Fang Cai's rush, so she became so sluggish.

The referee, Nie Fangping, shook his head lightly, and at this moment, he seemed to be a little disappointed with Ye Qin's performance.

Zhao Youcheng had a look of astonishment on his face, and he didn't understand if he had lost his eyes, and Ye Qin's mentality would be so bad.

All the spectators who noticed the start looked at Ye Qin and were stunned, the teenager who was announced to start by the referee seemed to have really collapsed, and he seemed to have no sense of the starting pistol at all.

And at the moment when everyone was stunned, Ye Qin suddenly moved!

Ye Qin reacted quickly and accurately to the gunshots, and when the guns rang out, he was able to get started.

But he didn't.

"I want to win! I'm going to win, so you have nothing to say! ”

The young man thought about this with some pride and some anger in his heart, and did so.

After clearly feeling that the runners in the third and fourth lanes had run out, Ye Qin gritted his teeth suddenly, stepped on the starting block with both feet, and the tense muscles of his whole body exploded like a powder keg that ignited instantly.

At this time, the other runners had already pulled away from him by two meters!

"Ye Chin, come on!"

Yan Ning stood in the crowd, watching Ye Qin suddenly burst out and start to accelerate, his heart swayed, and he suddenly shouted loudly.

Immediately after that, next to him, Li Jianchao, Liu Yizhen, and the two male teachers from Xiushui No. 2 Middle School all roared hysterically, "Ye Qin, come on!"

Run forward!

For the first forty meters, Ye Qin has been keeping his head down, running with his head bored, and running at an accelerated pace!

Every step of the spikes on the soles of the feet is fully in contact with the plastic runway, and the instantaneous explosive force makes the feet strong enough to contact the ground, and the strong friction and reaction force push the body into higher speeds.

Keeping your center of gravity high, your body leaning forward, your arms fully extended, swinging rapidly. Each step of the legs is a powerful pedaling and whipping, and each step completely pushes your body forward, constantly increasing the speed of your body to the highest level.

Like a heavy-powered locomotive, the engine roars, the wheels roll rapidly, and the steel body accelerates from zero seconds onwards.

An acceleration of forty meters does not mean speed, it only represents an increased rate. It doesn't look like a long distance, but it's not easy for many players to do.

In amateur competitions, the acceleration distance of ordinary people is often only ten to twenty meters, and it is rare to reach 30 meters. Even many of the top runners in the country have short acceleration runs.

The advantage of this style of running is that you can quickly get into your top speed and have an advantage in the first half of the start. But again, without enough distance and stride to accelerate, the absolute speed of entering the top speed of the individual is much worse than that of other competitors.

One or twenty meters can reach the maximum speed, the first half of the race is fast and powerful, but after fifty or sixty meters, when other players enter the highest speed, this part of the players has inevitably begun to enter the stage of speed slippage.

Ye Qin, contrary to many people, accelerates for a long distance, and after running 100 meters, he often feels that he has reached the finish line as soon as he starts to run the fastest.

Therefore, when training, Yan Ning often asked Ye Qin to pay attention to the start, and to pay attention to adding up the speed as fast as possible.

Forty meters later, Ye Qin began to slowly get up, and when he looked up, his body was completely stretched, and he ran like a swept wind, like a galloping horse.

At this point, he already knew his position.

Eight tracks, eight runners, he is still at the back, compared to when he started, the distance between everyone has not narrowed. The first two are Li Yongliang in the third lane and Yu Hongwu in the fifth lane.

The two sports students from the sports school almost have absolute strength to crush other players in such a competition, and in the first half of the whole game, it seems that the two of them are competing.

But soon, things were completely different on the pitch.

Many onlookers had already noticed Ye Qin at this time.

The acceleration of dozens of meters in front of him, Ye Qin did not look outstanding because he was behind the start, but as soon as the forty meters passed, and when he ran almost halfway through the 100 meters, Ye Qin's performance instantly attracted everyone's attention.

50 meters, 60 meters, 70 meters......

On the 100-meter runway, it was like a whirlwind in an instant, and a figure came from behind and suddenly overtook it.

There was a huge gap of one or two meters with other competitors, just as soon as the 50-meter line was crossed, Ye Qin completely caught up with the two slowest runners, and by 60 meters, Ye Qin had already run to the third position, approaching Yu Hongwu and Li Yongliang, who were first and second. Seventy meters, Ye Qin is already neck and neck with the two!

When Yu Hongwu heard the sound of fast footsteps suddenly ringing in his ears, he couldn't help but glance at it from the corner of his eye, since the start, the runner who had not appeared in the fourth lane suddenly rushed to his side at this time.

And Li Yongliang has a feeling that when he was running, he suddenly drove a sports car next to him. "Buzz!" There was a roar of the engine, and then he realized that the people of the fourth lane had left him behind, and rushed straight to the finish line in an undisputed attitude.

The two of them clenched their teeth, trying to catch up with the figure that surpassed them, but in the last twenty meters, it seemed to be like a moat, no matter how hard they tried, it seemed that the gap was further widening.

They were slowing down, and Ye Qin seemed to be running faster and faster!

Tick!

Before the finish line, when Ye Qin crossed the finish line, the referee in charge of timing accurately pressed the stopwatch, and after the runners of the other lanes paid attention to crossing the finish line, he loudly announced the results of the first runner to cross the finish line.

"11.15 seconds!"

"11.15 seconds!"

"The fourth runner scored 11.15 seconds, breaking the men's 100-meter record in the high school group of the Nanxiu City Middle School Games!"

The voice was shouted several times in a row, and the crowd of onlookers near the finish line gasped when they heard this sound. Because many people were standing at the finish line, they didn't know that Ye Qin started late and the other runners started close to two meters away.

But many of them recognized Ye Qin, and they looked at Ye Qin as if they were looking at a monster.

Xiushui No. 2 Middle School, Ye Qin, won all the championships of the men's 100 meters, 200 meters and 400 meters of the Municipal Middle School Student Games and broke the record of the competition!

On the track outside the finish line, Yechin was heaving his chest and abdomen, gulping in a breath of fresh air. When he heard the referee at the finish line shout out his results, Ye Qin suddenly shouted excitedly, he clenched his right hand into a fist, slammed his chest hard, his face was beating, and he raised one hand high and pointed to the sky.

"I won!"

Looking at the eyes that fell on him around him, Ye Qin only felt the joy he had never felt before, and the ice and snow that had been stuck in his heart before the game completely melted.

At this moment, he doesn't care if this achievement will be recognized or not, for him, the award or the subsequent ranking does not matter.

The important thing is that he told everyone present with his performance and strength!

He's number one!