At the end of the 100-meter runway. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Li Yihang took the stopwatch and waited for a long time.

At the starting point of the 100-meter track, Cheng Huan was slowly squatting, ready to start......

Just after Liu Xuan's static stretching was over, Li Yihang arranged for Liu Xuan, who was constantly happy, to go to the equipment room to practice his strength, this kid's foodie heart is simply amazing, from the time he said the senior brother just now, he laughed until now. After Cheng Huan finished the preparatory activities, Li Yihang let him reach the starting point of the 100-meter runway like now.

At this time, Li Yihang watched from a distance and thought silently, "This is the first time Cheng Huan has run in front of him, and he will rush up from the starting point again and again in front of himself in the future." The stage behind him will be a different runway, and behind him will be the figure of countless people who have failed. ”

From now on, come on, Cheng Huan!

Bang!

Seeing that Cheng Huan was ready, Li Yihang fired the starting gun at the finish line.

At the same time, the time on the stopwatch began to change rapidly.

Cheng Huan went from kicking the ground frantically to raising his head and striding forward, and his speed also increased quickly.

Li Yihang told Cheng Huan that this test showed your full strength, just treat it as if it was the final, so as to see your true strength.

Of course, Cheng Huan is also very willing to let the coach see his true strength, and the coach has worked hard to convince his parents, and he can't let the coach feel that he has chosen the wrong person.

Therefore, when Cheng Huan came to the fifty meters, his speed had reached the highest peak, and he swung his arms desperately to maintain the rhythm of breathing. On the dark face, although there is a bit of fortitude, there is still a little baby fat face shaking back and forth in the process of running.

His eyes were as sharp as a sword, and his brow was slightly furrowed, which was a competition between himself and himself.

In the blink of an eye, he had reached eighty meters, and seeing that the end point was close at hand, Cheng Huan said in his heart, and he tried again!

The speed suddenly seemed to be a little faster.

Sou.

Cheng Huan crossed the finish line like a phantom.

Li Yihang also pressed the stopwatch at this time.

Looking down at the time on the stopwatch, Li Yihang couldn't help but muttered in his heart, "Oh? ”

Cheng Huan slowed down and ran back from ten meters away, stood beside Li Yihang, and asked with a smile, "Coach, how is it?" ”

"What do you think of this run?" Li Yihang didn't answer, but asked.

"I ran well, I did my best, and if it was the final, I would probably have the best result I had just tested." Cheng Huan thought for a while and said. He didn't retain his strength, and he worked harder on the way to the run.

Li Yihang nodded.

12.30s。

This is the time on the stopwatch.

Cheng Huan said that his run in the final of the school games was 12.56s, and said that if he didn't sprain his ankle, Zhao Fenglei would definitely not be his opponent...... Maybe he was wrong, he overestimated himself and looked down on Zhao Fenglei.

Zhao Fenglei ran 11.8s in the preliminaries, and 11.7s in the finals, according to this result, Cheng Huan had no way to win.

Even if the starting gun is sounded at the finish line and spreads to the starting point, Cheng Huan has a delay in starting after hearing the starting gun, then the standard 0.29s will be deducted, then it will be 12.01s, and there will be no breakthrough of 12s.

"That's right, now Zhao Fenglei's strength is 70, and Cheng Huan's strength is 65, there is still a gap in strength." Li Yihang thought, but it doesn't matter, now look at people, you have to look at the potential, Zhao Fenglei's potential is only 70, and Cheng Huan's potential is 99, in a few months, I believe that Cheng Huan will greatly distance himself from Zhao Fenglei, and Zhao Fenglei will not be able to beat the horse.

Remembering that two days ago, Zhao Luxiang and Zhao Fenglei's master and apprentice, singing and harmonizing, mocked their poor vision, and ridiculed Cheng Huan for being crooked melons and cracked dates, Li Yihang sneered in his heart, wait, the Provincial Youth Track and Field Championships will start in a whole month, and when the time comes, it will be clear whether it is a mule or a horse.

Standing on the runway and meeting Cheng Huan, you have to lie down if it's a tiger, and you have to coil if it's a dragon...... Hopefully this day will come soon.

"Look at it." Li Yihang showed the stopwatch in front of Cheng Huan.

“12.30！ So slow. This ......" Cheng Huan's eyes widened, obviously feeling that he shouldn't run so slowly, Zhao Fenglei can run to 11.7s, he shouldn't be worse than him, why did he do his best just now, or 12 seconds away. Cheng Huan thought a lot at once, and there was a bit of panic in his eyes, and finally he raised his head and looked at Li Yihang, "Coach, no, it's impossible, you ...... I...... I want to run again, trust me, I'm going to be able to run even faster! ”

Stinky boy.

Li Yihang looked at Cheng Huan's appearance, where could he not guess what he was thinking, didn't he feel that he had told me before that if he hadn't injured his ankle, he would definitely be able to win the first place, but now it is impossible to win the first place in this result, and he feels that he has lost his trust and feels a little ashamed......

Waving his hand, Li Yihang smiled at Cheng Huan and said, "Don't run anymore, I believe you will be able to run faster than him, but not now, you don't have to worry, since I recruited you, I didn't look at your current results, otherwise, why would I choose to win the fourth place in the school sports instead of the second and third place." 12.30s, this is just the current results, the current results are the least important for a teenager like you, the important thing is to train well and see the results in the future. Do you think you can run and win against Zhao Fenglei in the future? ”

"Absolutely!" Cheng Huan puffed up his chest, with an expression of 'how could he lose to Zhao Fenglei again'.

"That's right." Li Yihang touched Cheng Huan's head, "In addition, what I want to tell you is that Zhao Fenglei is only a temporary opponent, and your opponent will be stronger, you should focus on those who have now dominated the 100-meter track, like Jamaican Asafa Powell, who just broke the 100-meter world record on June 14, like Gatlin of the United States, the 100-meter champion of last year's Olympic Games, and Morris Green, the former world record holder...... These are your real opponents! ”

"Of course, you also have to be careful, people like you now, who have not yet made a mark."

"When you defeat them, you will be the fastest man in the world!"

Looking at Cheng Huan and listening, his breathing began to be a little tight, was he excited or nervous? No, Cheng Huan's eyes flashed, and he must be very eager to defeat these people one day.

Li Yihang smiled knowingly, "However, before that, one thing you have to do is to train hard and not waste your talent!" In the next two days, I will arrange someone to help you register for the Provincial Youth Athletics Championships, which will be your first official stage, and in the future, you will appear on a bigger and more stage. There are many wonderful scenery ahead, and the pace of progress should never stop! ”

Cheng Huan nodded heavily and said, "Coach, everything is up to you!" ”

On this first day of training, Li Yihang didn't want Cheng Huan to be too burdened, after all, he had to go to school the next day, so he arranged some relatively easy exercises in the afternoon, and in the process of practice, he was also recording Cheng Huan's current problems, problems that could be improved, and problems that could quickly improve his performance...... After recording several pages, by the end of the evening, Li Yihang had a preliminary training plan suitable for Cheng Huan in his mind.

Canteen.

Dinner in the evening.

Liu Xuan ate more chicken thighs than two as he wished, but he didn't eat four or five, and he ate with relish.

Li Yihang took a bite of food, looked at Liu Xuan, and thought silently, this stinky boy has completed his training very well, but this is the rhythm of eating the golden dream of poverty, and he is not sure what project he is suitable for now, and he is not sure when the system will be upgraded to see the project that Liu Xuan is suitable for, which is a waste of resources!

This size, this power.....

"It's better to let people register for Cheng Huan in the 100 meters of the Provincial Youth Track and Field Championships tomorrow, and also help Liu Xuan report for a project by the way...... Definitely not good for running...... Hit the shot! Okay, let's get a shot put. Hey. ”