Yang Sijie stood on the starting line, he looked at the white lines on the red runway, and suddenly felt a little upset. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

He was still nervous.

After all, Yang Sijie is the first time to participate in a competition of this scale, and he has entered the finals, so it is normal to feel nervous, if he is not nervous, he will be heartless.

Yang Sijie bowed down, stepped on the starting block with both feet, and supported himself with his arms, but he found that his arms were trembling, and his heart could not be calm.

"The coach said that when you are nervous, you think about some happy things. Happy things, what happy things! Yang Sijie suddenly found that his thinking was also a little fragmented, and he couldn't think of anything happy for a while.

"It's the first time I've participated in an official competition, and it seems to be a city-wide track and field competition for middle school students!" Yang Sijie's thoughts couldn't help but go back to five years ago.

"At that time, I didn't understand anything, and I was directly caught on the track by the school's physical education teacher, and then I won the championship inexplicably." Yang Sijie suddenly laughed when he thought of this.

"I was so embarrassed that I didn't know what to do when I stood on the podium! What an unbearable memory. Yang Sijie took a deep breath, he missed the feeling of ignorance at that time.

"Recently, I seem to be thinking about the events I used to play, and in those competitions, the opponents were very weak, but now that I think about it, I really miss it!" Yang Sijie suddenly felt that he had become emotional.

"Ready, ready!" The starter shouted and raised his starting pistol.

"The game is about to begin!" Yang Sijie instinctively prepared for the start, but the memories in his mind still lingered.

"Come on! Come on! Li Dai's voice sounded and reached Yang Sijie's ears, and he inexplicably felt that his mood seemed to suddenly become excited, and he couldn't wait to rush out of the starting line.

It was at this moment that Yang Sijie suddenly had a realization in his heart.

"The reason why I miss the past is because what I miss is the feeling of victory in the past!"

Yang Sijie finally understood that more than three months ago, he chose to continue to be an athlete, not only because he could not give up emotionally, but also because, deep down, he had always been looking forward to victory.

"For victory!" Yang Sijie has no distractions in his heart, and he only has the final end in his sight.

"Smack!" A gunshot rang out, and the athletes rushed out of the starting line in unison.

At the same time, the cheerleaders in the stands began to boil.

……

Zhao Yue and Niu Guohong's runways happened to be side by side.

Since the start, Zhao Yue has been paying attention to Niu Guohong's situation.

"I've already beaten you once in the semi-finals, and I'll still beat you in the final!" Zhao Yue was full of confidence in his heart, and he began to exert strength under his feet.

Niu Guohong gritted his teeth and wanted to surpass Zhao Yue in the first half of the game and take some lead as soon as possible, but Zhao Yue did not give Niu Guohong a chance, and his speed in the early stage was not slower than Niu Guohong.

After 30 meters, there is a more obvious gap between the athletes, with the higher-level athletes starting to stand out, while the more average athletes are starting to struggle to keep up with the rhythm in front.

At 40 meters, the gap between the athletes is even more obvious, and at this time, if they fall behind, they will already miss the medal.

Zhao Yue and Niu Guohong fought fiercely, and when it was fifty meters, even Xin Xiaotian was a little weak. Although he could still keep up with Zhao Yue's pace, he was already very reluctant.

Sixty meters is a watershed for yellow athletes, who generally lack stamina, and this lack of stamina is slowly manifested after 60 meters.

……

Niu Guohong looked at Zhao Yue out of the corner of his eyes, and he found that Zhao Yue's speed was indeed a little faster than his own, and this little advantage, through the accumulation of the last thirty meters, would eventually be transformed into Zhao Yue's victory.

"Again, the same as in the semi-finals! I'm going to lose again! ”

Niu Guohong originally came for the gold medal, and he didn't want to miss the gold medal.

"I'm not reconciled!" Niu Guohong roared angrily in his heart, and he used all his strength, hoping to bite Zhao Yue tightly.

However, the gap in strength seems to be a huge gap, which Niu Guohong cannot overcome.

Every time he takes a step forward, Zhao Yue will be a little ahead, which cannot be distinguished with the naked eye, but Niu Guohong, who is in the game, can clearly feel it.

The 100-meter sprint is a sport that competes for every spenny, and what every athlete strives for is this slightest advantage.

……

"Zhao Yue's state today is really good!" Li Dai sighed lightly, although the game was only two-thirds of the way through, Li Dai had already made a judgment in his heart, and Niu Guohong lost again.

Although the talent of the two is the same, Zhao Yue has a few more years of experience in the national team, although he has been away from the national team for several years, but whether it is in terms of mentality or technology, Zhao Yue has an absolute advantage. It's like a retired player from the NBA playing in the CBA, still treating the opponent as a rookie.

"The situation is very similar to the semi-finals, Niu Guohong can barely keep up with Zhao Yue now, but when it comes to the last 20 meters, he will definitely be pulled away. At this stage, the speed of both of them has reached the extreme, and it is impossible for them to speed up any more. ”

At this moment, a figure approached Zhao Yue and Niu Guohong, and in the blink of an eye, they were on a par with the two.

"It's Yang Sijie! He really played at a super level! Li Dai's eyes widened, and his face showed joy.

……

Yang Sijie's mind was already blank, he only felt that every cell in his body was jubilant, he felt that his whole body was full of strength, this feeling was really amazing!

He caught up with Zhao Yue and Niu Guohong, and he was neck and neck with them, and he had a kind of confidence in his heart that he could rush to the front.

At this time, Yang Sijie only had the instinct to pursue victory, which drove him to move forward bravely and drive him to constantly surpass.

……

"Victory is mine!" Zhao Yue glanced to the side out of the corner of his eye, and saw that Niu Guohong began to fall behind him again.

"The last twenty meters, Niu Guohong can't keep up, I won!"

An impulse of joy had already risen in Zhao Yue's heart.

At the same time, on the other side of Zhao Yue, a figure had already appeared, almost on a par with Zhao Yue.

"Someone is catching up! Who is it? Zhao Yue was shocked, he never expected that in the last twenty meters, someone would rush up from behind and follow his footsteps.

"It's from Tsinghua University!" Zhao Yue judged it through the color of the other party's sportswear.

"The one named Xin Xiaotian at Tsinghua University is far inferior to me, and it is impossible for him to catch up."

Zhao Yue turned his head slightly, and what he saw was a young and unfamiliar face.

"He is the third player in the competition from Tsinghua University!" Although Zhao Yue had seen the list of finalists, he did not remember Yang Sijie's name.

And now, this athlete who Zhao Yue didn't remember his name, but he caught up from behind and began to keep pace with him.

"There are ten meters left, I can't lose!" Zhao Yue was like an enraged beast, rushing forward angrily.