Chapter 32: The Night in Grosseto (End)
"Sprint! Hit the line! Alas......" With Yu Jia's long sigh, the final result of the game was naturally self-evident, and at the last moment, Li Xianfeng still failed to complete the transcendence, and could only regretfully win the silver medal.
Although Lee Hsien Fung failed to surpass Walter Dix at the last moment, he still made the history of the Chinese track and field team, bringing us surprises in the silence of the night, and what makes us even more excited is that Lee Hsien Fung is only 15 years old this year! We have reason to expect that in the near future, this name will bring us more surprises! Thank you all for watching late at night, I'm Yu Jia, and we'll see you at the Beijing Athletics Open. ”
It's a pity that Yang Wu didn't buy the broadcast of the award ceremony later, because even the most optimistic leaders couldn't believe that Li Xianfeng could win a medal, which made Yu Jia in the broadcast room feel a little regretful, but as he said, in the near future, Li Xianfeng will bring them more surprises.
And at the scene in Grosseto, more interesting things are happening.
As soon as the game ended, Walter Dix did not celebrate, but ran to Li Xianfeng's side, "You are a respectable opponent, and I apologize for what I said to you before." ”
"It's nothing, I'm looking forward to the next showdown with you, and I won't lose to you next time." Lee smiled and gave Walter Dix a hug.
"Brother, you're going to lose to me next time." After Walter Dicks finished speaking, he laughed and ran back to the stands to get the flag and prepare to celebrate.
"Li Sang! Congratulations, you've fought for us yellows! Junji Tohi's voice suddenly appeared behind Li Xianfeng.
As soon as Li Xianfeng turned around, he saw this guy who obviously had a lot of dislike with him before, standing respectfully in front of him, with admiration in his eyes, this feeling always made Li Xianfeng feel weird, "Uh, Tufei Junji, your grades are not bad." ”
"It's because of you that I finished fourth, which is also the best result since the World Youth Championships." Junji Dohi bowed after speaking.
"Because of me?" Li Xianfeng is a little confused.
"That's right, Li San, after you overtook Álvaro, Álvaro seemed unwilling to force up the speed, but finally fell, so I successfully completed the overtaking." Junji Tohi explained.
"I see." Li Xianfeng nodded suddenly, and after observing the surroundings, there was still Álvaro and his companions, it seems that these two pigs have inherited the genes of their ancestors, and they are faster than anyone else!
"Anyway, I learned a lot from Li Sang in this competition, and I want to go to your hometown Huaguo to see what Huaguo is like!" After speaking, Junji Tohi bowed again, and without waiting for Li Xianfeng to reply, he ran to the exit alone, completely ignoring the leader and coach of the Dongying team who were still in the stands.
"Huaguo welcomes you, but Junji, remember to change your name before going to Huaguo!" Li Xianfeng shouted at the back of Tufei Junji, and Junji seemed to hear it, he seemed to have tripped over when he was still vigorous just now, and his steps stumbled a little, but fortunately, he quickly adjusted and ran out without looking back.
"Now is the time to enjoy the victory." Li Xianfeng smiled and looked at the coaches and leaders in the stands who were constantly waving to him, it seems that the exchange just now has been delayed for too long, and his own people can't wait.
"Xianfeng, that's great!" Yuan Cheng, who originally had something to say to Li Xianfeng, saw Li Xianfeng running in front of him, but only the three words "great" popped out of his mouth, obviously he was so excited that he didn't know what to say.
"Li Xianfeng, you performed very well in this competition, for our track and field team, for our party, for our country......" After all, the leader has experienced a big scene, and this kind of small scene of the World Youth Championships can still be dealt with, and a large number of sets of words gushed out.
Li Xianfeng didn't have the time to listen to his tirade here, stretched out his hand to take the bright five-star red flag from the excited audience, draped it on his body and began to celebrate around the venue.
"Haha, this kid is still too excited, I'm going to talk about him when I go back." Coach Yuan explained to Li Xianfeng with a smile.
"It's okay, young people, I don't want to listen to us old people, I really hope I can talk to him at the World Championships and even the Olympics." The leader didn't know why he suddenly became sad.
"At least we have expectations now, don't we?" Coach Yuan looked at Li Xianfeng in the field and held his hands tightly.
"Well done!"
"Come on!"
"Well done!" Although the few Chinese viewers did not know Li Xianfeng's name, it did not prevent them from using various accents to cheer for this young man with the same face and skin color.
"It's really, really indescribable." Li Xianfeng didn't know how to describe his current mood, in this foreign country, because of his outstanding performance, a few compatriots were cheering unpassionately, and those proud audience members finally let go of their complexion prejudices, and applauded from the bottom of their hearts whenever they passed by, this kind of pride in winning glory for the country is much happier than how much money is earned.
"Daddy, Daddy, that brother is running towards us!" Little Bromel pulled his father and waved vigorously at Li Xianfeng.
"Uh, you see Walter Dicks is running over too, he's a champion!" In order to avoid asking any embarrassing question for a while, the elder Bromel quickly changed the subject.
And little Bromel did not disappoint him, "Dad, didn't you say that yellow people are not suitable for sprinting?" Why did this big brother get the runner-up? ”
"Well, maybe he's an exception, but the vast majority of yellows aren't really suited to sprinting." Bromel Sr. was still hard-mouthed.
"Hmph, Dad, you're just hard-mouthed! I declare that this big brother is my idol! Little Bromel pouted.
Lee Hsien Fung, who didn't know that he had become an idol in the heart of a future sprinting talent, had just finished his week-long celebration, and then was guided by the staff to the podium, ready to accept the award.
"Third place! Richard Thompson. Although he was in third place, Richard's face was not good, and he stood listlessly on the podium, facing the vice president of the Athletics Federation who encouraged him.
"Second place! Xianfeng Lee! Hearing his name, Li Xianfeng stepped onto the podium.
"Congratulations, Xianfeng Li." The vice president of the Athletics Federation smiled and brought a silver medal to Lee Hsien Fung.
"The next time I win the World Junior Championships, this medal will be golden, and the national anthem will sound in my ears!" Li Xianfeng raised his head and faced the bright five-star red flag raised in the night sky of Grosseto, and made a solemn promise.