Chapter 65: Let's Play Slowly!
Wang Daolin wanted to run, but he didn't take a single step before Gao Meng brought it up.
Yes, Gao Meng lifted him up like a chick.
"Run a fart! Stay on the track! Don't give Lao Tzu a first run, Lao Tzu pinch your dog's head! Gao Meng unceremoniously rewarded him with a burst and a lion's roar, and then threw him directly onto the runway.
Then he turned his head and glanced at the crowd, and the originally angry crowd suddenly quieted down, and they all looked away, and no one dared to look at him with his majestic gaze.
Gao Meng nodded with satisfaction, and then said loudly: "I announce that the 100-meter preliminaries are about to begin, the first group of competitors will go to the track, and those who have not been in place will be treated as abstentions!" ”
"One!"
As soon as Gao Meng's words fell, the surrounding crowd suddenly stirred.
"II...... it! ”
Gao Meng hadn't finished the word yet, and he was startled when he inadvertently looked back, and the swear words subconsciously popped out.
I saw that the athletes had already stood on the track, and they just looked at him one by one, and the deterrence was terrifying, no wonder Chen Jiansong was intimidated when he saw him.
The corners of his mouth curled slightly, it seemed that his deterrent power had saved him a lot of effort, and he didn't have to assemble slowly.
"Ready, ready!" Gao Meng was not verbose, he directly raised the starting pistol in his hand, and everyone, including Wang Daolin, made a starting posture, but Wang Daolin's starting posture was the same as expected, and unlike others, he still used a squatting start.
And his unusual start inevitably drew some ridicule, only one team of people in turn laughed at those who laughed at Wang Daolin, but they knew how fast this squatting start was.
On the rostrum not far from the runway, President Liu and Zhou Zhuofu were also paying attention to the situation of the 100-meter preliminaries.
It's a way they've never seen to get started!
"Principal Liu, this Wang Daolin's starting method is very special." Zhou Zhuofu looked at Wang Daolin intently and said.
Principal Liu didn't answer, but just looked at Wang Daolin intently, with a thoughtful glint in his eyes.
Although Wang Daolin's mind was focused on the runway, he could also feel and imagine that there were many strange eyes falling on him.
There were several runways away from him, and Chen Jiansong, who was located in the third lane, sneered blatantly: "Grandstanding! ”
Obviously, he is still worried about what he played around just now, Wang Daolin doesn't explain, misunderstanding is misunderstanding, and the results will explain everything.
Finally, the gunshot rang out, and the muscles in his legs completed the process of tensing, loosening, and then tensing and then exerting force in an instant, and then the muscles in his body began to run precisely like an engine!
It can be seen that the eight athletes on the track rushed out of the starting line almost at the same time, but only 0.5 seconds later, Wang Daolin had already opened up almost half a body gap with the others!
Wow!
Except for the first team, who had already seen the strength of the squatting start in the acceleration phase of the sprint, everyone else was taken aback by the speed of the king at the start.
Principal Liu, who was watching the race from a distance, frowned slightly, as the principal of Fucheng Sports School, he was also an excellent athlete when he was young, and he could naturally see that Wang Daolin was nearly half as fast as others in terms of acceleration at the moment of starting.
Although it may only be a half-second gap, this gap is enough to leave off the others a lot, you must know that even a millisecond difference in a sprint is huge, let alone a half-second gap.
"It's definitely because of that starting move!" Principal Liu is worthy of being a well-informed person, and immediately saw the crux of the problem.
It's just that he's not sure if this way of starting was taught to Wang Daolin by Gao Meng or invented by Wang Daolin himself, but anyway, this is a great thing for Fucheng Sports School!
At that time, as long as it is promoted, Fucheng Sports School will be able to lead other sports schools all of a sudden, and he, as the principal of Fucheng Sports School, will naturally consider everything from the perspective of Fucheng Sports School.
Glancing at Zhou Zhuofu beside him, Zhou Zhuofu also showed an interested look, as the director of the Minfu Provincial Sports Bureau, although he is lustful, he is not mediocre, and he can naturally see the crux of the problem, otherwise it would be impossible to sit in such a high position.
Both of them have their own thoughts, but their eyes, no, not just the two of them, almost all the people who are watching this 100-meter preliminaries, the center of their eyes is on Wang Daolin, as for the others, they are reduced to foils!
But soon, Principal Liu's eyes widened again!
"What's going on? This speed! It's a fast sprint! Principal Liu's mouth opened wide, looking at the situation that had entered the sprint stage, he only felt like a fish in his throat.
Although Wang Daolin was almost a position ahead of the others in the initial acceleration stage, he did not show any shocking pictures in the subsequent flat running stage.
The sprint stages are different!
In the sprint stage, that is, about ten meters away from the finish line, Wang Daolin's speed exploded again!
I saw that Wang Daolin, who was originally only one position advantage ahead of others, suddenly had an explosive increase in speed, and suddenly widened the gap between the original one position and two positions.
And it continues to expand!
Two......
Three......
Four!
In the end, when Wang Daolin crossed the finish line, he was ahead of Chen Jiansong, who was in second place, by a gap of four positions!
It feels like a gust of wind! It's like a gust of wind sweeping through the finish line!
"So fast!" The people who laughed at him before exclaimed at this moment, although they didn't know the specific results, there was no doubt that Wang Daolin was really fast!
Because it was almost half a second or so after Wang Daolin crossed the finish line, Chen Jiansong crossed the finish line.
In fact, Chen Jiansong's strength is not bad, because he is almost a second ahead of the third place, and if he changes to another group, the first place will definitely not be a problem.
It's a pity that he met Wang Daolin.
"11.05 seconds." When Wang Daolin walked to Gao Meng's side, Gao Meng lightly reported his results, obviously not surprised by his performance.
But Chen Jiansong looked at Gao Meng's flat expression but was not calm, 11.05 seconds, it's 11.05 seconds! Why is your face expressionless!
You must know that he only ran a time of 12.11 seconds, and it is precisely this result that has made Chen Jiansong the first person in the third team!
In the short term, his goal is to run into eleven seconds, but Wang Daolin is only half a foot away from running ten seconds, and he can't satisfy Gao Meng!
Is the first team so demanding? Chen Jiansong's heart trembled violently.
In fact, he didn't know that Wang Daolin's strength was ......
It's not just 11.05 seconds!
You must know that he had already run 11.14 seconds when he finished the first phase of the training plan, and he has now entered the third stage of training, the breakthrough in all aspects of data is not a star, how can it only break 0.09 seconds?
Wang Daolin didn't know how much shock the easy result for him left in Chen Jiansong's heart, he only knew that Gao Meng was not satisfied with his performance.
"Don't worry, you don't know my strength, anyway, I didn't lose the first place, did you?" Wang Daolin looked up at Gao Meng and smiled faintly.
"It's just the preliminaries, we ...... Play slowly! ”