Chapter 57—Zurich (I)
"Who will win the last 10 meters?" All the coaches stared intently at Li Xianfeng and Liu Haijian, for fear that they would miss the final result in the blink of an eye.
"Hit the line! Who is number one? Li Xianfeng and Liu Haijian collided almost at the same time, and it was difficult to tell who was the first with the naked eye.
The "10.16 seconds" electronic timer shows that the two have the same result, and if you want to really tell who is in first, I am afraid that it must be accurate to one thousandth of a second, and now the sprint team does not have this condition.
"Thank you for showing your edge, allowing me to have a new breakthrough!" Liu Haijian took the initiative to hug Li Xianfeng after running, although he still did not break the 10.15 mark in 10.15 seconds, but 10.16 seconds also refreshed his best time, which gave him a lot of confidence to break through the first round of the Olympic Games.
"Brother Jian, let's cheer together at the Olympics!" Li Xianfeng is also very satisfied with his results, in the past, Li Xianfeng broke through 10.15 seconds in the use of skills, and the wind was done in the case of tailwind, but this time 10.16 seconds not only did not use skills, but the wind speed was almost none.
"Everyone has performed very well, which shows that this period of training has had a significant effect on everyone's performance! The performances of several young players are also very exciting. Liu Bin looked very excited, although I don't know if Li Xianfeng lost to Liu Haijian, but more importantly, Liu Haijian broke through himself, which is more meaningful than defeating Li Xianfeng, and the performance of several young players is also eye-catching, indicating that there are successors to Huaguo track and field.
"Coach, I wonder who won in the end?" After the game, Liu Haijian found Liu Bin and wanted to find out who won in the end.
"Okay, I'll go and hand over the video to the analysis team in a while, and let them restore the final result." Liu Bin nodded calmly, and did not persuade Liu Haijian not to care about the victory, but promised to give him a result.
As for Li Xianfeng's side, he was not obsessed with the result of the game at all, but was discussing with Coach Yuan what things to bring, after all, if the game went well, Li Xianfeng would not be able to return to the base in at least 20 days.
"Bring a few more pairs of underwear, save the total washing, and bring a few more clothes, otherwise you won't have to change." Yuan Cheng was talking to himself while packing his clothes, but after a while, the big suitcase was filled with him.
"Hey coach, are we going out to play and not traveling, and use so many things?" Li Xianfeng glanced at Coach Yuan's big box with disdain, and proudly showed off his small box.
"Hehe, anyway, you can wash as much as you want, don't forget the discipline of our national team, and personal clothes are not allowed to be washed by the hotel staff." Yuan Cheng said with a sneer.
"Damn! Forget about it. Li Xianfeng patted his head and actually forgot this damn rule, in the past, it was within 10 days to go out, Li Xianfeng could still bring a few clothes to wear, and wait until he returned to the base to wash them together.
But now that he has been out for so long, he is bringing so few clothes, he must have to wash them himself in the hotel, Li Xianfeng shuddered when he imagined the scene when he had to wash his clothes after the competition, and he couldn't even bother to say hello to Yuan Cheng, so he hurriedly went back to the dormitory to pack his clothes.
"The results of the game are out, and in the end, your neck is a little longer than Li Xianfeng when you sprint, so you won, do you want to see the last photo taken by the analysis team?" Liu Bin smiled as he reached out to open the cabinet door next to the table.
"No, coach, it must be ugly." Knowing that he had won, Liu Haijian breathed a sigh of relief, and he was in a good mood and joked with Liu Bin.
"Okay, now you can go back to training with peace of mind, although this time is to adjust the training, you can't slack off." Liu Bin advised.
"Don't worry, coach, I know what to do. You know, Xianfeng is now on the plane to Zurich, and he is going to challenge himself again, so how can I slack off? After Liu Haijian finished speaking, he turned around and left Liu Bin's office.
Seeing Liu Haijian walk out of the door, Liu Bin breathed a sigh of relief, he quickly took out the photo given by the analysis team in the table cabinet, and then tore it off as quickly as possible, because the final result clearly recorded that Li Xianfeng was three thousandths of a second faster than Liu Haijian.
Because of Li Xianfeng's outstanding performance in the East Asian Games, it was not only Yuan Cheng who accompanied Li Xianfeng to Zurich this time, Gao Song and Pei Xiaoxiao received funds from the track and field center as his physical coach and team doctor respectively, and followed Li Xianfeng to Zurich together.
"Xiaoxiao, when did you still have the qualifications to be a team doctor?" Pei Xiaoxiao's age is similar to Li Xianfeng, so Li Xianfeng called her Xiaoxiao and said it in the past.
"Cut, I studied sports medicine in addition to nutrition in college, so you are blessed to have me on your coaching team!" Pei Xiaoxiao said proudly.
"I think the nutritionist is your part-time training, otherwise how can cooking be so unpalatable." Gao Song, who was sitting next to her, couldn't help but complain.
"Looking for a fight!" As if he had been poked in the heart, Pei Xiaoxiao's face turned red at first, and then pinched Gao Song fiercely, and Gao Song grinned in pain.
"Ahem, coach, let's talk about the Golden League. How exactly can you get gold? Seeing that Gao Song's fate was so miserable, Li Xianfeng also held back his words and was ready to complain, and quickly changed the topic.
"It's not easy to get gold." Coach Yuan began to explain the Golden League to Lee Hsien Feng.
As the name suggests, the Golden League uses gold as the ultimate reward for athletes, and this year's Golden League has six races, and only those who finish first in all six races are eligible for gold, and since the inception of the Golden League, no athlete in the men's 100m has won such a prize.
The reason for not winning the award is also very strange, in addition to the men's 100m in recent years, the strength of the masters is similar, and the main reason is that since the establishment of the Golden League in 1998, the competition items of the Golden League are not fixed every year! In many cases, the men's 100m race is not part of the Golden League programme.
The reason for this is that the level of the Golden League is low, the prize money is too small, and you can only get gold if you get all 6 tournaments (previously 5 out of 7 tournaments), and you have to share it with others. Naturally, as a powerful top 100m athlete, I can't look down on such a competition, you must know that they participate in the competition, and the appearance fee is more than this amount.
Since 2003, the organizers of the Golden League finally made up their minds to take the men's 100 meters as an official event, the results were good at first, and the big-name athletes participated in the competition, but this year's enthusiasm of the big-name athletes gradually faded, and it was another Olympic year, many top athletes were in order to ensure physical strength, selectively participated in the competition, which made the organizers suffer heavy economic losses, and if it went on like this, I am afraid that the men's 100 meters will be canceled again next year.
"So, most of the contestants in this Zurich station are small shrimps, right?" Li Xianfeng asked with some disappointment.
"Not exactly, I heard that Gatlin has been training in Switzerland for the Olympics, so I guess he won't miss this competition."
"Gatling?" Lee Hsien Fung finally heard the name of a very famous athlete in later generations, "It's not bad to be able to compete with him!" ”