"You're a respectable opponent." may be moved by the hard work of the unrenewed Shenwu, or it may be the compassion of the same yellow-skinned person, after the game, Li Xianfeng took the initiative to walk to the side of the uncontinued Shingo and stretched out his hand to pull him up.

"No, I'm not, you are." He stood up by himself, said something that Li Xianfeng didn't understand well, and left on his own.

"Dongying people are really freaks." Li Xianfeng muttered, not taking Shen Wu's words to heart, because his competition was not over yet, and the 100-meter final was two hours away, and Li Xianfeng, who had finally entered the final, didn't want to go home at the bottom, so he had to hurry back to the lounge to recover his physical strength that was about to be exhausted.

"Xianfeng, what were you rubbing in the stadium just now, come on, come on, Xiao Gao hurriedly pressed Xianfeng." Coach Yuan and Coach Gao waited in the lounge early, and as soon as they saw Li Xianfeng coming back, Gao Song immediately pulled Li Xianfeng onto the massage table, while Yuan Cheng took out the fruits and drinks that had been prepared long ago for Li Xianfeng to replenish his energy.

"Comfortable! By the way, coach, let's turn on the TV, Brother Xiang's game is about to start. While enjoying the massage, Li Xianfeng did not forget about the upcoming big battle.

"Really." Yuan Cheng slapped his head, busy with Li Xianfeng's affairs, he forgot that Liu Xiang's final was just after the men's 100-meter two semi-finals, if Li Xianfeng's 100-meter final was pinned on the hope of all sprinters, then Liu Xiang's 110-meter hurdles final was pinned on the hope of all sports people in China, because now Liu Xiang is going to impact the Olympic sprint gold medal that the yellow race has never impacted!

"Damn the signal, I can't even receive it from Yang Wu!" Turn on the TV, Yishui's Greek and English channels are really not friendly to people of Yuan Cheng's age, but fortunately, the replay of Liu Xiang's promotion is playing in the program, and Yuan Cheng and Gao Yuan can still understand it.

"Xianfeng, what are these hosts talking about?" At the end of the playback, when it came to the chat session, Yuan Chengcheng was blind and could only turn to Li Xianfeng, a scholar.

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm not optimistic about Brother Xiang winning the championship, what else can this group of people say?" Li Xianfeng pouted, after all, the West's smear of Huaguo is all-round and three-dimensional, if Liu Xiang is really allowed to win the championship in a short distance, it will definitely make the face of the white-skinned masters unbearable, so several hosts present are touting Liu Xiang's opponent.

"Hehe, just wait to be slapped in the face." Li Xianfeng sneered.

is also in the broadcast room of the Central Five, maybe he has been kneeling for a long time, and even the host who has been chatting with Director Wang about Liu Xiang just now is not optimistic about Liu Xiang winning the championship at this time, even if Li Xianfeng, who he is not optimistic about just now, finally broke into the final, he is unwilling to admit that Huaguo's sprinting has made great progress.

"Director Wang, in fact, we were talking about Liu Xiang just after the broadcast began, and now Liu Xiang is about to start his journey to the finals, who do you think his main opponent is?"

"In fact, the audience who pays attention to the hurdles competition knows that Alan Johnson has always been Liu Xiang's biggest opponent, and his unexpected exit in the preliminaries is good news for Liu Xiang, so if Liu Xiang's opponent is said now, I am afraid it is himself." Director Wang's answer was very confident, obviously Li Xianfeng's breakthrough in the final just now inspired the confidence of all sprinters, so that Director Wang, who has always been cautious, couldn't help but be in high spirits.

"Oh? Do you mean that none of the blacks or whites in the final will be Liu Xiang's opponents? The host used a mocking tone, but the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a trace of disdain in his heart, because he has studied in the United States for eight years, and he knows very well how powerful American sprinting is.

In the sports university where he studied, the sprinting results of some college students in the sports meeting were already similar to the results of the national competitions in China, which shows how strong the sprinting reserve strength of the United States is, so in the host's heart, an Alan Johnson has fallen, maybe there will be a Zi Johnson in the final, anyway, the biggest favorite to win the championship will not be Liu Xiang.

"I can't say that, after all, anything can happen in competitive sports, I can only say that Liu Xiang's current strength is indeed capable of hitting the Olympic gold medal." Director Wang didn't dare to pack tickets in front of the national audience, so it was already his limit.

"Okay, let's wait and see." The turtle reporter smiled, "Director, please hand over our footage to the front." ”

"Hello everyone, the men's 100m semi-finals that have just ended must have made everyone excited, and the following is the more anticipated men's 110m hurdles final, what kind of surprise will Liu Xiang bring us on this night? You'll find out right away!

See! Liu Xiang has entered! It may be that Li Jian took advantage of the break to eat a few pieces of throat treasure, and his hoarse voice just now returned to its previous strong and loud voice, especially the five words "Liu Xiang has entered" made the audience who were already a little drowsy feel refreshed.

"It's finally the final, I'm going to be an Olympic champion! I'm going to be the first person in the yellow race! This is what Liu Xiang really thought after he walked out of the aisle and stepped on the runway.

Unlike the seemingly modest and shy guy in the previous interview, Liu Xiang has never been a low-key person, his heart has long regarded the Olympic gold medal as his own bag, and the previous low-key is just his disguise in front of everyone, because today's Chinese public will regard pre-race self-confidence as arrogance, so Liu Xiang chose to forbear, but when he went on the field to look at the other end of the finish line, this ambition could no longer be hidden.

"Brother Xiang is ready!" At this time, the TV broadcast signal gave Liu Xiang a close-up, and the audience all over the world saw Liu Xiang's eyes, but only Li Xianfeng saw the truest thoughts in his heart from Liu Xiang's eyes at a glance.

"The game is about to start, let's wait quietly for the moment when the referee's gun goes off." Li Jian's voice was deliberately lowered to create a tense atmosphere for the audience.

“On Your Marks！” The referee announced that the athletes were ready to go on the road, Liu Xiang looked around unhurriedly, then squatted down to support the ground with his hands, and then looked ahead.

“Get Set！” The stadium that was still noisy just now was instantly quiet, and tens of thousands of pairs of eyes turned their eyes on the eight athletes on the track, and Liu Xiang was the most people, because he was not only the strongest player in the final, but also the only yellow-skinned player.

This feeling is also the first time Liu Xiang has experienced, but he is not nervous, but his brain is more excited, and Liu Xiang, who is good at expressing himself, is eager to prove that he is the king of the 110-meter hurdles in front of these people with high nose bridges and deep eye sockets.

So when the referee "banged" and announced the start of the game, Liu Xiang was the first to run out!