Chapter Ninety-Three: Invitational Tournament (Medium)
The next morning, he said that he was coming to the stadium to adapt to the venue, but Yuan Cheng did not let Li Xianfeng run more, but simply did stretching and warm-up, and went home before eight o'clock.
"Coach, why don't you stay a little longer? I'd like to make a few trips to find out how I feel. "No one dared to urge Li Xianfeng in the training in Dongying, and the person in charge of the stadium even said that Li Xianfeng could practice until he wanted, even if Gatling came, he would let him wait first.
"What's there to stay in, haven't you run this place? What you need most now is not to run a few 100 meters, but to go to the gym to adjust your body to the race, otherwise you will not run well. Yuan Cheng explained with a glance at Li Xianfeng.
"That's right." Lee is also aware of this problem, although he said that he once ran 10 seconds back to the base, but it was a continuation of the form during the Olympics. In the few days before coming to Osaka, Li Xianfeng's training results were not satisfactory, only a few times he ran 10.1 seconds, and the rest of the time hovered around 10.15 seconds.
The experienced Yuan Cheng knows that this is the normal low tide period for athletes, and the best way to adjust is actually recovery training and rest, but now that he has a competition task, he can only arrange physical training head-on, so that it may be able to stimulate the only remaining energy in Li Xianfeng's body.
But when I really arrived at the gym, the effect of training was still not ideal, although Li Xianfeng had worked hard to complete the training tasks arranged by Gao Song, but the body was constantly protesting, resulting in 5 trainings, Li Xianfeng only completed one with quality and quantity, and the remaining four were barely passed under the condition of Gao Song's waterproofing.
"Xianfeng, don't think too much, today's training is arranged according to the standards of preparing for the Olympic Games, with your current physical condition, it has exceeded my expectations to be able to complete it." Gao Song comforted while massaging Li Xianfeng, who was panting.
"Yes, I know." Li Xianfeng replied angrily, obviously he was very dissatisfied with his performance today, you must know that Li Xianfeng has always had high standards and strict requirements for training, as long as it is arranged by the coach, it will be completed without discount, and it is the first time that this situation has occurred today.
"Old Yuan, why do you want me to arrange such a large amount of training for Xianfeng?" Looking at Li Xianfeng's dejected back when he left, Gao Song couldn't help but feel a little distressed.
"Xiao Gao, do you think Xianfeng can get a good result this time?" Yuan Cheng did not answer Gao Song's question, but asked a question instead.
"It's hard to say the ranking, but the results are definitely not too good." Gao Song frowned and said honestly.
"That's right, this invitational tournament is a money-making competition for dog-tailed mink, there is no point in participating in it at all, I also let Xianfeng recognize this, presumably he also understands what kind of state he is in now through today's training, Xianfeng is a child with ideas, when he realizes that this kind of competition is meaningless to him, he will participate in this kind of competition less in the future."
Li Xianfeng, who returned to the room, was indeed thinking as Yuan Cheng expected, but he was not thinking about whether to participate in the competition, but thinking about his slack after the Olympics, "I haven't won the gold medal, I haven't broken the world record, I haven't beaten Usain Bolt, why am I slacking?" It's a very simple training, so why can't I finish it? What's the difference between me like this and Gatling of bubble girls? Do I want to do it again and get tired on the runway and only take third? ”
A mental torture made Li Xianfeng re-examine his heart, this nearly half a month of rest and adjustment is indeed a bit extravagant for Li Xianfeng, maybe in the eyes of outsiders Li Xianfeng is only 16 years old, he has won the Olympic bronze medal, ran into 10 seconds to create a legend of the yellow race, but for Li Xianfeng this is far from enough, because there is a big bug waiting for him on the way forward, that is, in 08 years have the strength to run 9 seconds 65 or even faster Bolt!
"Let's get back to normal training from today!" Lee decided to go back to the gym and catch up on the few sets of training that didn't meet the target, even though his body was already tired, even if he had to compete tomorrow.
"Welcome to the Osaka Athletics Star Invitational Tournament! Let's welcome the athletes with the warmest applause! The Osaka Stadium, which was packed, was filled with a tsunami of cheers, startling the athletes who entered the stadium to participate in the entrance ceremony.
In the VIP box on the top floor, looking at the full stadium and enthusiastic spectators, the leaders of the Dongying Sports Association nodded with satisfaction, "It seems that the people have not lost their enthusiasm for track and field!" ”
Whether it is 200 meters, 400 meters, or long jump and high jump, as long as there are Olympic champions participating in the event, they are all extremely excited, even if the performance of these Olympic champions cannot be compared with half a month ago.
When Liu Xiang appeared, the whole audience was shouting Liu Xiang's name in Chinese, and the sound was so loud that the night sky was so loud that I am afraid that the whole Osaka can hear the word Liu Xiang.
Liu Xiang also did not live up to the enthusiasm of the audience, easily won the championship in 13.10 seconds, it seems that although the commercial activities have affected Liu Xiang's training, but the peak of Liu Xiang's state is so unreasonable.
After that, several other competitions were interspersed, and even the organizers held a traditional sumo wrestling tournament in Toei, which feasted the eyes of athletes from all over the world, but it was not easy for Li Xianfeng, who was waiting for the game to be checked, and Li Xianfeng kept his face tense and looked like no one should enter.
"Hey, brother, don't be so nervous~ It's just a money-making game, don't be so serious, think about your $500,000, oh, you may be less than $500,000, in short, think about the money, take it easy." Gatling suddenly took Li Xianfeng over, looking like enlightening others.
"$500,000?" Li Xianfeng finally smiled at the corner of his mouth.
"Haha, that's right! Dongying people are so generous to the champion! Xianfeng Li Although you didn't win the championship, but you are also yellow-skinned, Dongying people will not be stingy with you, I guess, 200,000? Or 300,000? Gatlin smiled smugly.
"No, it's 1 million!" Looking at Gatlin's growing mouth and his uncomfortable appearance as if he was constipated, Li Xianfeng's mood finally improved.