The attention of the 100-meter field of the Osaka Olympics has reached the highest level of attention for Chinese audiences in history. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Even the 2008 Olympic Games held in Beijing did not unite everyone's hearts like this time.

Thousands of people are empty, but the square is crowded with people. There is a TV at home, but it lacks the warm atmosphere of the celebration of all people. The Osaka 100m Finals venue was even more red-hot, with almost one-third of the total number of spectators coming from China.

In the 100-meter finals, for the first time in Chinese history, there were many gold favorites, which is absolutely unusual, and the Asians who have been depressed for a long time finally have the opportunity to frustrate the prestige of black athletes and bloom on the most eye-catching sprint stage, which is exciting to think about!

Yi Ming, who was standing on the runway, couldn't control the fanaticism in his heart, he participated in a lot of various world competitions, but it was the first time in his life to stand on the Olympic stage.

The eight finalists except Yi Ming, all black, wore bright gold chains around their necks, some of them wore diamond earrings on their earlobes, and they didn't know what to mumble in their mouths, with crosses on their chests and their legs constantly beating.

Coiling the dragon's robe, Yi Ming's face was expressionless, but his hind legs on the starting gear trembled slightly. Fiddling with his short youthful hair, the young man took a deep breath, stood up, and shook the muscles of his legs, trying to relax himself.

Coach Blake on the side, clenched his fists, cheered for his disciples hoarsely, and repeatedly told the precautions of the game, whether Yi Ming could hear it or not, the nervous posture was like he was competing.

In the stands, not only the enthusiastic Chinese crowd shouted wildly, but also many Japanese and other spectators whistled, and Ai Rou's name floated in the air, burning with the last passion.

Yi Ming looked at the audience in the halfway area of the 100-meter runway, where a huge group of relatives and friends could gather. The athletes of the Chinese delegation who did not compete, the national men's basketball team led by Yi Yang, the Chinese sports officials, and their favorite women and some relatives and friends.

He couldn't hear what his younger brother and Ouyang Feifei were shouting, but even fools understood the meaning. Waving his hands, Yi Ming's mood stabilized a lot.

"The big battle is coming, our 100-meter prince looks very calm, with a confident expression on his handsome face, audience friends, the atmosphere has reached the point of saber rattling, my heart is beating to the throat! In such an atmosphere, the athletes can still maintain their composure, which is really admirable. ”

The commentator is not exaggerated at all, the more than one billion Chinese in the north and south of the world, the mood at the moment is really complicated, nervous and excited with great expectations, everyone silently recited a name, secretly praying for Yi Ming.

The gunshots rang out, accompanied by the non-stop lips of the commentator, the athletes flew out like cheetahs, and the starting reaction of the Chinese teenager was still unbeatable.

"He's a guy who was born to compete, and no matter how nervous he was before the fight, as soon as the gun went off, the guy was able to get into the groove very quickly and adjust to the best level physically. Nothing could stop him! "That's the highest and most apt assessment head coach Blake has ever given to his apprentice.

The start is perfect, the acceleration is powerful, Yi Ming runs faster and faster, the thighs raised by the two muscles are full of rhythm, and the elegant and graceful posture attracts everyone's attention.

The unbeatable lead made the audience reach the peak of their emotions, and the shouts of the landslide injected infinite strength into the youth, at this moment, Yi Ming's mood has never been so excited, and his state has never been so hot, and there is only that finish line in his sight.

Fast! It's so fast! Looking at Yi Ming's strong and advantageous figure, hundreds of millions of compatriots burst into tears, the first 100-meter gold medal in the history of the Olympics is about to belong to the yellow race and the People's Republic of China!

"Come on! Yi Ming, you are our pride! You are our hero! First, we are first, we are the champions! The Chinese won the Olympic 100-meter championship! We did it, the Chinese did it! ”

What the fuck is this damn guy eating? How did you run so fast today! Schubert, a Jamaican flyer who was two positions behind Yi Ming, suddenly felt as if his legs were filled with lead, and his mood was extremely depressed, and it seemed that the Olympics himself was the defeat of this Chinese.

9.52 seconds! 9.52 seconds! Oh, my God! Chinese athlete Yi Ming broke history again, shortening his 100-meter world record by 0.03 seconds, a new Olympic record, a new world record was born!

Dozens of news reporters and hundreds of cameras chased Yi Ming, who was still running after hitting the line, and the young man had been blurred by tears, leaving only the mechanical movement of two excited thighs.

Running to the fence of the grandstand of the relatives and friends, Yi Yang ignored the rules, jumped up and picked out the guardrail, hugged his brother, and the two of them cried loudly!

A large number of staff arrived, but no one stepped forward to stop the brothers, but just stood in a row in front of the guardrail to prevent impulsive spectators from breaking in.

The photojournalists were tightly surrounded by the two, and the positions and angles they could use were varied, lying on their stomachs, lying here, lying down, squatting, twisting their bodies, and clicking was a slam shot.

To hell with principles, discipline, face, everything is gone! The two brothers' tears flowed uncontrollably, hugging each other and refusing to let go.

The audience was also excited and sad at this scene, the hot and passionate arena suddenly became silent, the thunderous applause came to an abrupt end, and everyone was quietly infected by an inexplicable sadness.

"It's not easy for these two brothers! It's not easy...... I... I'm speechless...... Perhaps this gold medal is the best reward for the two brothers Yi Ming and Yi Yang. China thanks you... The world thanks you..."

The CCTV commentator also twitched his nose, took out a handkerchief and wiped a handful of tears, and roared intermittently and heartily with a crying cavity.

The speed is seventy miles

The mood is free

Hopefully, the end is the Aegean Sea

Running with all your might, the dream is on the other side

We want to roam the world

Look at the miracle just around the corner

Wait for the sunset to stain the sky red

Make a wish side by side

Running with the wind, freedom is the direction

Chase the power of thunder and lightning

Put the vast ocean in my chest

Even the smallest sails can sail far

Fly with the wind and have dreams as wings

Dare to love, dare to do, and bravely break through

No matter how risky it is, no matter how big the wave is

There will also be tacit gazes

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In the stadium, which suddenly fell silent, the ancient Chinese song called "Run" suddenly sounded, and the sound changed from small to loud, accompanied by the five-star red flag waved in his hand, and finally converged into a torrent of emotions that echoed over the Osaka Athletics Center......