“そうか！ Soga, that's right! 私は......"

Lu Zhuhu pondered about the 110-meter hurdles, and suddenly heard someone behind him talking in Japanese, and seemed to be discussing the hurdles.

Well, the good hurdlers are all from the United States, and the Japanese team is not very competitive yet. Lu Zhuhu's opponent is himself: well, if he can not trip over the railing.

"Sagar Nala."

"Sayonara."

After the people behind him finished talking, Lu Zhuhu looked back absentmindedly, only to find that the person left behind was wearing a straw hat of the Chinese team, and half of his face was covered by big sunglasses - it was the Chinese team!

Seeing Lu Zhuhu staring at him, the other party took off his sunglasses and greeted Lu Zhuhu.

"I'll go, who should I be, it's Guo Jie! I thought the two Japanese devils were talking about it. Lu Zhuhu shouted, "You can speak Japanese quite well." ”

"Hey, hey." Guo Jie smiled slyly: "I grew up in the occupied area since I was a child, and I can only go to a school run by devils." ”

Lu Zhuhu remembered that this old brother and Liu Changchun are fellow countrymen, born in Dalian, Liaoning, the two families are less than ten kilometers apart, and after the establishment of the puppet Manchukuo, he also secretly passed through the layers of checkpoints in Japan before going south, and today he came to participate in the preliminaries of the discus.

"What are you talking to him about?" Lu Zhuhu only listened to half of it, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

"This Japanese man's name is Yamada, he is an afternoon hurdler athlete, I set the bottom with him, didn't the Broken Brother also participate in this event, I want to see if they are a threat to us......"

"Is it out?"

He said he did it in 16 seconds. It shouldn't be as fast as Yingjie and Shaozhou, and of course it can't be compared to the broken brothers-" Lu Zhuhu now blushed a little when he heard his teammates set him high, but Guo Jie took it for granted: "Not only that, but the main thing is that the Japanese have done a very detailed job of preparation, and they know what the strongest players are in each event and what the best results are, he said that Downs, Pollard, and Stallley in the United States, and Finley in the United Kingdom are the strongest in this project, all in the early 14 seconds, and Downs is one level higher than others, The Lu brothers happened to be in a group with Finley, and Pollard and Huang Yingjie were in a group...... "Guo Jie revealed the information he had collected from Yamada Taijun to Lu Zhuhu one by one.

"Oh, he's told you all of this! Cattle! Lu Zhuhu gave a thumbs up.

"Haha, the Japanese don't have as many eyes as us."

To be honest, sometimes I feel that the Japanese are "upright" and stupid, but I have to obey them more seriously, and to engage in this intelligence work 1510, in all aspects, it is very terrible when there is a real war - the Chinese are often too smart, and they do not want to do anything thankless at all.

Just like the current contestants, they basically don't know anything about the international level, they are all on the field, they are playing, they are playing, they are eliminated, and they are all confused. But it is also related to the national conditions of China's annual wars at this time.

Thinking of dividing himself into a group with gold medal contenders, the result is still 14 seconds, Lu Zhuhu is a little timid, only the top two in the group can enter the semifinals in the preliminaries, and he can open in the semifinals, but he really doesn't have the level of 14 seconds in the preliminaries.

Worried about his future, Lu Zhuhu asked Guo Jie: "What about you, the passing line of today's discus preliminaries is 44 meters, are you confident?" ”

"My best result in China is 43 meters," Guo Jie couldn't see the nervousness: "What should I do, it's a fight when I go up, and I'm not afraid." ”

Lu Zhuhu laughed: "Okay, you have a good mentality." ”

"I just can see it!" Guo Jie smiled, stuck the big sunglasses again, then took off the straw hat and got a haircut - Lu Zhuhu was stunned when he saw it: "Damn, why did you return the whole 'Du Minjun' hairstyle today!" As an old hat, Lu Zhuhu's thinking is still at the stage of "you from the stars".

"Do Minjun?" Guo Jie frowned: "What kind of pimple is he?" ”

"......" Lu Zhuhu said casually: "Stick country." ”

"Oh, North Korean." Guo Jie nodded, indicating understanding.

"Damn! You also know that the country of sticks is Han-" Okay, Lu Zhuhu thought that he was originally a fellow villager in the Northeast and thought that the people in North and South Korea were stupid, and then the people of the whole country called them "sticks".

Guo Jie, this guy is really a bit "alternative" in the Chinese team, you look at his dress style and accessories, "trendy" not like a person of this era at all, but very much like the artists in the Korean idol group in the 21st century, whether it is taking photos or awards, he is a crooked head and an expressionless look, especially with his beloved sunglasses, it feels even more dragging.

Lu Zhuhu was a little ashamed when he compared with him, he was a "modern person", and he didn't even have this old brother in the 30s who could dress up, change his style or something - he tried to save trouble for a long time after playing football, and it was even more so when he entered the training camp without Ning Shuangxiao to take care of his life, and in the 30s, combing his back or something just didn't want to look too different from the people around him, after all, everyone else was dressed like this.

There are a total of 48 people in the discus preliminaries, divided into two groups, Guo Jie and Leng Bacon of the Chinese team are both in the second group, and they need to wait for some time.

On the other side, the pole vault preliminaries have begun, and the starting height of 3.5 meters is not a big test for Lu Zhuhu, so it is naturally more difficult to defeat Fu Baolu and pass the test easily. In the next few heights, by the time it was 3.7 meters, there were already many people who couldn't jump, but Fu Baolu still passed it all at once, very easily. Lu Zhuhu was happy when he saw this: It seems that many of the pole vaulters are not as strong as me!

The height came to 3.8 meters of the final ticket, and the atmosphere was a little tense, but Fu Baolu was still relaxed and calm.

However, he took the crossbar down this time.

The first hop fails.

This made Lu Zhuhu a little nervous, but don't let the butterfly effect of yourself, so that the players who could have entered the finals can't get in!

Before Fu Baolu could make his second jump, rain began to fall over the stadium and all competitions had to be suspended.

After the rain, the venue will be more slippery, which is a little bad for Fu Baolu, who tried 4.8m for the second attempt, and Lu Zhuhu felt even worse. When hiding from the rain, Lu Zhuhu told Fu Baolu that there was no need to be nervous, and the height he could jump in training was much higher than this.

I didn't mention anything about bringing fiberglass rods anyway - it's not a smart idea to make your teammates upset during a game.

But Fu Bao Lu was much more confident than he thought.

"It's just a stumble. The rain stopped looking at me once! "The handsome guy pretends to be forced and looks very chic.

The first group of discus throws is basically finished, but judging from the situation in the preliminaries, the passing line of 44 meters is set a little too high, and few people in the first group have voted at all, most of them failed to throw three shots and were eliminated directly. If there are fewer people, even the preliminaries can determine the top three medals, heh!