The so-called stepping on the field training, Li Xianfeng just did a simple warm-up, ran two 100 meters on the field, and familiarized himself with the track a little, and ended hastily under the urging of local officials.

"Since there are no teams from other countries yet, can you let us continue training?" The leader found that when the time came, no personnel from other national teams appeared in the stadium, and hurriedly asked the white officials around him.

"What's the use of having you train for an hour, the Chinese? Do you still want to win a medal in Grosseto? This time, even without the need for a translator, the leader could hear the mockery in the white man's tone.

"Forget it, let's contact the previous venues and hope they can extend our use time." The team leader stopped the leader who was still trying to say something.

"Hmph." The angry leader did not bother with the white officials around him, picked up the phone in his hand and called a private stadium.

At this time, the athletes who had returned to the bus also learned the truth of the matter, and they were very dissatisfied with such unfair treatment for a while, and the coaches were trying their best to persuade the excited young people, only Li Xianfeng sat quietly in his seat and looked out the window.

"Xianfeng, aren't you angry?" Coach Yuan looked at the disciple who was a little too calm and asked.

"A few clowns." Li Xianfeng pursed his lips with disgust on the surface, but in his heart he was thinking that in the preliminaries the day after tomorrow and the semifinals the day after tomorrow, the finals would slap these whites in the face.

The leaders of the team are not all idiots who can only play official, and in the end they succeeded in convincing the owner of the stadium to agree to extend the loan period of the Chinese team.

"This is the list of men's 100m players who will participate in the World Junior Championships, and there are still a few talented athletes, especially the 17-year-old American Walter Dix, who has the potential to participate in next year's Olympics." Back at the hotel in the evening, Yuan Cheng handed over the competition list issued by the organizing committee to Li Xianfeng.

"This Junji Tohi is Japanese? How to call it that? Li Xianfeng flipped through the list, and did not find the name of the sprinter who was like thunder in later generations, but felt a little funny when he saw this somewhat strange Japanese name.

"Haha, don't underestimate this Junji, I heard that he is the sprint star of the new generation of Dongying, and this time he is shouldering the goal of hitting the medal." Yuan Cheng smiled first, and then hurriedly straightened up.

"Oh? I don't even remember such a strange name, which means that he definitely has no potential in the future. Li Xianfeng automatically attributed this soil fat to the category of miscellaneous fish.

"Jun Erjun, you must work hard in the competition the day after tomorrow, more than 100 million people in Dadongying are waiting for your triumphant news!" The Dongying team is worthy of inheriting from the Chinese country, and they learned a lot from this pre-war mobilization meeting.

"Don't worry, Coach Ida, I won't let you down." After saying that, Junji Dohi bowed to everyone.

"I believe that you are pure Erjun, this is your group situation in the preliminaries the day after tomorrow, there is no strong opponent, I believe you will easily win the first place in the group." Dongying has always been willing to spend money on the IAAF, so it is not difficult for them to get the group list in advance.

"There really isn't a worthy opponent, huh! Lee Hsien Fung? Could this be a player from China? "Junji Tohi found a group of English, and a Chinese pinyin suddenly appeared in the middle.

"That's right, it's an athlete from China, and it's only by relying on the wild card issued by the IAAF that he is eligible to participate in the competition, Jun Erjun don't worry."

"Soga, then I want to leave a deep impression on him and let him know that only the Dongying track and field team is the boss of Greater East Asia!" Jun Tu Fei couldn't help but fantasize about the game the day after tomorrow, Li Xianfeng was chasing hard behind him, but he couldn't catch up, so he could only watch the despair of the gap getting bigger and bigger, and the muscles on his face trembled with excitement for a while.

"It's really interesting, I'm actually in a group with this soil fat Junji?" 12 hours before the game, the Chinese team finally learned about their grouping from the IAAF, and Li Xianfeng looked at the name of Junji Dohi and felt that he was quite close to this Japanese wonder.

"Well, as long as you run to the top three in the preliminaries, you can advance, except for this Tufei Junji and Boll from Germany who are noteworthy, no one else can pose a threat to you, I believe you will definitely be able to advance." Coach Yuan gave Li Xianfeng a cheer.

"Of course, coach, my goal is to make the final round!"

At 10 o'clock in the morning, the opening ceremony of the Athletics Youth Games ended, and as the pearl of the track and field field, the men's 100-meter preliminaries were arranged as the first event, attracting the attention of the vast majority of spectators.

Looking at the 15,000-capacity Glory Stadium, which can accommodate 15,000 people, Lee felt excited and a little nervous.

"Come on! Xianfeng! Coach Yuan looked at the young Li Xianfeng, remembering that he was like this when he first went abroad to participate in international competitions, and his coach said the same cheering words, 30 years have passed, and now it is time for the younger generation of athletes to fulfill the dreams of the older generation of athletes.

"Sure enough, it's a turtle who has never seen the world, and this kind of small scene is so exciting." Junji Tufei looked at the same yellow face as himself, but Li Xianfeng, who was taller and more handsome than himself, said disdainfully.

"This devil scolds me!" Li Xianfeng, who knew some Dongying language, naturally heard Tufei Junji's ridicule, and glared at Tufei Junji fiercely.

"Why are this man's eyes so scary, as if he wants to eat people." Junji Tohi was so frightened by Li Xianfeng that he shrunk his neck and didn't dare to look at him.

"That's pretty much it." Li Xianfeng nodded in satisfaction and began to look around at the other athletes.

"Damn! Why was I scared just now! Junji Tohi despised his timidity just now, but he didn't have the courage to look at Li Xianfeng, so he could only think of the scene of Li Xianfeng eating ashes behind him for a while.

"The third group of athletes is ready to go on the road."

"Whew, it's about to start." Lee Hsien Fung walked out of the check-in office and stood on lane 7, probably back to the familiar runway, Lee Hsien Fung's nervousness was swept away, and only the excitement of the upcoming race remained.

"He's going to eat ashes behind me, he's going to eat ashes behind me, he's going to eat ashes behind me." Tufei Junji stood on the fourth road, looking at Li Xianfeng's tall figure, and kept reciting the mantra to himself, this kind of Ah Q spirit really worked for Junji, and for a while his gaze towards the end was much firmer.

“On your marks!

Get set !

Bang!"