Reese. When Huo Fa and Lu Wei passed by, they didn't turn to look at each other. Growing up in an orphanage taught him that when there is something important in front of him, he should concentrate on it.

At this time, he suppressed his emotions and didn't let Lu Wei disturb his rhythm.

If it weren't for the special experience of being a child, it would have been difficult for this Hoffa to keep his head above water at this time. At this time, he felt as if he had returned to the orphanage, and there were always people around him who provoked him, and he had to fight back in order not to be bullied, but he couldn't let these things affect his life.

Hoffa stood on the throwing arc, and glanced at Lu Wei not far away, who didn't look at this side at this time. He felt that maybe Lu Wei's attitude of disdain for anything was just an illusion, and no one would ignore such an important moment.

After taking a deep breath, Hoffa lifted the shot put high and placed it on his chin. The broadcast camera gave him a close-up of Hoffa clenching his back molars.

This is followed by a quick spin and a half, pushing the shot put out before it is aimed head-on at the area where the shot put falls. Because Hoffa's height is relatively short among shot put players, he usually throws the shot put at a higher angle than other players, and this shot is even higher.

"Oh my God, this little steel cannon is not simple!" Wang Qiao exclaimed, when he saw Huo Fa's shot angle just now, he thought that this shot must be yellow, but he didn't expect that the distance of the shot was quite far, and it was on par with Lu Wei's shot just now.

The scene was very interesting now, and the votes of the whole audience were raised and stared at the electronic screen.

"Oh! The score of this throwing Hofa reached 21.98 meters, only 2 centimeters short of entering the 22-meter mark, today these two are more energetic, I don't know how Lu Wei will respond next. Either way, this match will be an important asset in a long career for the 19-year-old! ”

At this time, the audience let out waves of cheers, and the on-site commentator kept signaling everyone to be quiet, and it took a long time for everyone to calm down.

"Bang!" The referee ordered the starting gun to sound, and it turned out that the men's 100-meter semi-final group 1 competition had begun, and the referee basically did not give the athletes much time in order to hurry up and let the game go on quickly.

7-lane Jamaican flyer Asafah. Powell was in the lead from the start and finished first in the group with a time of 10.01 seconds. Atkins followed with second place in the group, Slovenia's Ososnika finished third in 10.13 seconds, and host Nobuhara Asahara's fourth in 10.16 seconds.

All four players have advanced to the semi-finals tomorrow.

The top 4 in the 100-meter semi-final group are directly promoted, and in addition to the world celebrities in the preliminaries, the other team members are basically randomly grouped.

In the semi-finals, the players are divided into grades according to the results of the preliminary round and then grouped, and the strength of each group is very even, and the top 4 promotions are relatively fair.

Of course, there is no absolute fairness in this world.

"Why hasn't this broadcast screen been switched back, I don't know what the situation is in the last round, I'm really anxious!" Lu's mother patted her legs, she didn't want the 100-meter race to stay in the broadcast screen anymore.

The scene cuts back to the shot put, where Majewski didn't do a miracle with his last throw, and after his sixth throw, he applauded the crowd, who responded to the giant who was more than 2 meters old.

The picture switched back to the 100-meter field, Huaxia player Shen Liang was divided into this group, there are no very outstanding players in this group, but Shen Liang's strength is not up to the level of the semi-finals, his score in this shot is 10 seconds 30 away, obviously he does not have the ability to go further.

"Shen Liang's career has only just begun, and it is already a good result to be able to reach the semi-finals in his first World Series, and don't forget that he is only 17 years old this year, and we have just stepped into the university campus at this age. Shen Liang has already used his legs to represent the motherland at this age, and has endured unimaginable pressure, and we wish him all the way in his future career, so as to make a qualitative leap in China's 100-meter performance. ”

"Okay, now it's back to the shot put, and the American veteran Adam, who was in third place. Nelson has finished his entire race, with his best time of 21.61m, and congratulates him on his runner-up finish in the shot put event at this World Championships. ”

"Next it's Lu Wei's turn to play, this is his last chance to throw in the whole game, whether he can play at a super level again, let's wait and see!"

After Yang Li introduced Lu Wei's appearance, he didn't continue to speak, maybe at this time he was also trying to adjust his state, so as not to let himself have an embarrassing situation of breaking his voice or losing control of his emotions in the next commentary.

"Regardless of the outcome of this vote, this young man has shown his potential, and we will also train at the end of the year!" Feng Yong was talking to a coach next to him, and the coach nodded frequently after hearing it. Feng Yong's eyes were still staring at the arena when he spoke, not because he was putting on a leadership stand, but because he was afraid that Lu Wei's last shot would be over in a blink of an eye.

Lu Wei stood in the throwing arc and quietly recalled his next moves, breaking down the essentials of the movements and repeating them back and forth 3 times before Lu Wei slowly opened his eyes.

After preparing the posture, Lu Wei suddenly began to accelerate, making an axis with his right foot, and then switching to his left foot, and the continuous movement of changing feet dazzled the opponents around him. During the whole process, Lu Wei always contracted his body tightly, and the moment he was about to make a move, his body unfolded violently like a spring, using the initial velocity generated by rotation, plus the potential energy generated by one retraction and one release, Lu Wei had already made a move before turning to the landing point area.

"Youpu, this action is almost perfect, will there be a miracle!" Wang Qiao's heart kept rushing.

"Beautiful, Lu Wei's throw is pressed on the 22-meter line, if the results are effective, it is likely to surpass Hoffa, ranking first, from the beginning of the game, the Asian record is like a toy for Lu Wei, as long as you want to play, you can play casually, no matter what the result of today's game is, Lu Wei has undoubtedly made history, congratulations to the Chinese track and field team for getting another heavyweight player!"

Yang Li's language organization began to be messy again, and at this time, he played out that he had no way to control his emotions, and almost said all the words generated by his brain.

In the broadcast change, the director will mark the results of the leading players with a yellow line in the broadcast screen, so when Wang Qiao and others on the field were still praying, Yang Li was already shouting in the broadcast change.

This time the time to wait for the results to appear seems to be longer than ever, Wang Qiao suddenly remembered that when he was 10 years old, the time seemed to be too much to run out, and he would never grow up, and asked his parents the year, and the answer he got was always that year, just like his life would stay in this time period forever.

Suddenly, the explosive cheers of the coaches and players around him pulled Wang Qiao back from his trance, and he hurriedly looked at the big screen, which showed that Lu Wei's score was 22.01 meters. Then he seemed to be hallucinating, feeling that the people around him were talking to him from afar, and everything became so unreal.

"What's wrong with you, you've become stupid!" This time, Director Jiang's voice brought Wang Qiao's feelings back to reality.

Wang Qiao now had a very complicated feeling in his heart, and wanted to jump up and cheer, but at the same time, a wave of sadness came up. Thinking about how successful you are now, it feels different from when you were a sports coach in college, when you thought that success must be accompanied by a fierce battle to the death, and the opponent will be hit hard after winning.

The feeling now is that although it is tense, the feeling in the arena is still the same as before, it is a normal race. However, after Lu Wei's throw exceeded 22 meters, Wang Qiao's heart felt slammed.

He couldn't cheer out loud now, and he didn't feel the pain of holding his head. These two feelings are too intense, and the feelings in life are not intense most of the time, he suppressed his feelings of tears, and gave a hug to Director Jiang.

The moment of success, you can realize how difficult it was before, no matter whether Lu Wei won the championship or the runner-up, today they have rewritten the history of the Chinese men's shot put.