"Why is this happening?" In stark contrast to the cheering coaching team of the Huaguo team, it was the coaching team of the Dongying team, Hirota looked blankly at the uncontinued Shingo who was also stunned in the field, he didn't understand how the proud Shingo-kun of Dongying was defeated? And he lost so badly that he was powerless to fight back.

"It's not going to be a dream, is it?" Coach Hirota thought he was dreaming at this moment, and pinched his thigh fiercely, until the flesh on his thigh was pinched purple, and Hirota screamed "oops", and the clear pain also told him that this was true, this was not a dream (hey, there was a strange melody suddenly in his head).

"It's over, it's all over now." Hirota had imagined the punishment he would receive when he returned home.

"Inoue-kun, how can this be?" Xiao Tian asked while sobbing, as a person with a strong sense of honor, she couldn't accept the fact that Shingo was defeated.

"This ......." Inoue's brain is running frantically at this moment, and he must find a reasonable reason to explain it, otherwise the 10,000,000 Dongying audience will not let him go.

"This ...... It's because Shen Wujun is hiding his strength! And in the morning game, Shen Wujun consumed a lot of physical strength, so he only needs to advance in this game, and see the results of the game! Shingo-kun advanced to the semi-finals as the fourth place with the best 3 results! Inoue really reluctantly made an excuse for Shingo's defeat and his big words.

"I see." Xiao Tian suddenly realized that most of the Dongying audience who accepted Inoue's ridiculous excuse like her, they needed this excuse too much to let them escape the cruel reality, and a small number of the audience woke up, and they sadly found that Dongying may not be able to represent the Asian sprint in the future, and they will live in fear of being dominated by Li Xianfeng.

"Shen Wujun, what do you want to say about your performance today?" Dongying's reporter interviewed Shingo with a helpless face, if it wasn't for the request of their superiors, they would definitely not want to stimulate this idol of Dongying.

"There's nothing I want to say, I'm just running around in the second round, as long as I can qualify for the semi-finals." Coincidentally, the reason that the clever Shingo did give himself coincided with Inoue.

"So, Shen Wujun, are you confident that you can defeat Li Xianfeng?" The reporter's spirit was shocked, and he naively thought that he was telling the truth.

At the mention of the three words Li Xianfeng, Shen Wu's face twitched obviously, but he immediately regained his composure and promised in front of the camera, "Please rest assured, I will definitely defeat Li Xianfeng in the semifinals and become the first yellow person to enter the Olympic finals!" Please feel free to continue to support me! After saying that, he bowed and quickly left the interview area.

Compared with the heaviness of Dongying's interview area, Huaguo's interview area is much more relaxed, except for He Lina's face that makes Li Xianfeng look disgusting, everything seems to be harmonious.

"Congratulations! How do you feel about being the first Chinese to advance to the semi-finals of the men's 100m? ”

"I'm excited, but that's what I expected." Li Xianfeng's response was still very calm, because being overtaken by Gatling still made him feel uncomfortable.

"Oh? So what do you want to say to a national audience? He Lina took the microphone and continued to ask.

"Thank you for your support, and I hope you will continue to support me."

"Hey, this is talking to a national audience!" Because this is not a live broadcast, He Lina reminded Li Xianfeng loudly.

Li Xianfeng frowned, but seeing that reporters other than He Lina were looking at him expectantly, Li Xianfeng still suppressed his dissatisfaction with He Lina, and then said, "With your support, I have the motivation to continue to move forward, and I hope you can wish me a good result in the finals." ”

"Finals?" He Lina was slightly stunned, "Are you sure you're right, it's not the semifinals?" ”

"Of course, I'm talking about the finals!" After Li Xianfeng finished speaking, he didn't care about He Lina's face, turned around and left.

"Hehe, final! The little ghost who didn't even pass the semi-finals began to look forward to the finals! The results of the finals are also a joke! He Lina laughed so loudly that the reporters from other countries present looked at her with strange eyes, which made her colleagues around her bow their heads in shame, feeling that she had lost the face of the Chinese, but she was the first sister among the track and field reporters, and no one dared to risk disapproval to offend her, so they could only watch her laugh unscrupulously there.

Of course, Li Xianfeng also heard He Lina's laughter, but he didn't care, after all, Yan Que knew the ambition of the bird, and he would only use facts to slap him in the face for a villain like He Lina.

And just as he walked through the athletes' tunnel and was about to return to the camp of the Chinese national team, a tall black man walked past one end of the tunnel with a dejected face, and a coach-like person beside him chattered about something.

"He's ...... Bolt! When he got closer, Li Xianfeng saw the appearance of the black man clearly, he was the future sprint superstar, the real bug in the men's 100 meters, Jamaican lightning bolt!

"Is even a yellow man laughing at me?" Bolt, who had just sunk in the sand due to an injury at 200 meters, felt that the whole world was laughing at him, even if it was the unintentional gaze of others, he understood it as a mockery, the lightning of the future, and now the thunderclouds that are accumulating.

"When will Usain Bolt start practicing the 100m?" Li Xianfeng carefully began to recall the memories of his previous life, "I really don't have any impression, I just remember that he was a double champion in Beijing." ”

"Ah, he's still looking at me! No, I'm leaving! Because Li Xianfeng was so engrossed in his thoughts, he forgot that he was still staring at Bolt, and Bolt, a shy big boy now, couldn't stand such a gaze, pulled the coach to hide his face, and quickly left the post-game passage.

"I've made a note of what this guy looks like!" Although he was ashamed in his heart, the cautious Bolt deeply engraved Li Xianfeng's appearance in his mind, waiting for the day when he could take revenge.

"Interesting!" Maybe the impression of Bolt's arrogance and confidence and radiance in the future is too deep, so Li Xianfeng feels extremely interesting when he sees Bolt's big boy posture now.

When the reporter asked Li Xianfeng how he felt, Li Xianfeng, who has the title of China's greatest athlete and the dual identity of a global business tycoon, said that this was the first spiritual contact between our two greatest sprinters.

And when the reporter asked Bolt, Bolt said, "I just wanted to strangle this guy who was laughing at me!" ”