Chapter 17: A Powerful Enemy Appears
The next day.
County Olympic Park.
It was still early for the start of the game, so Yang Hao simply took a stroll.
Because it is close to the lake, you can see the scenery of the lake from the stands, as well as the small island in the center of the lake.
There were people boating on the lake early in the morning, which was quite pleasant.
After breathing in the fresh air for a while, Yang Hao went to find Wang Shengnan.
Start with simple body movements.
The men's 100m preliminaries started at 9 o'clock, with a total of 6 groups, and Yang Hao was in group 5.
Again, there are only preliminaries and finals.
The first place in the preliminary group will be promoted, and there will be two places left, and the remaining players will be promoted according to their results.
It's about the same as the school sports day.
The prefectural junior high school sports meeting is open to the public, and ordinary people can come and watch the games.
Plus it's a Saturday, so there are people from the neighborhood coming early.
There are idle and bored uncles and aunts, as well as parents with children, and it is also a good thing to watch the game while enjoying the scenery.
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Waiting area.
The men's 100m preliminaries have begun, and Yang Hao in Group 5 is also making the final warm-up.
Wang Shengnan said on the side: "Don't be nervous for a while, you can definitely advance if you run normally, don't have any pressure." ”
"Don't worry, teacher, I'm not nervous."
Yang Hao's mentality is very stable.
This is mainly due to its own strength.
He believes that after a month of training, his strength will not be worse than that of the first and third high school sports students.
That's when it happened.
The sound of the radio sounded.
"Congratulations to Zhao Shihui from No. 1 Senior High School for breaking the men's 100m record for county middle school students with a time of 11.12 seconds!"
"Congratulations to Zhao Shihui from No. 1 Senior High School for breaking the men's 100m record for county middle school students with a time of 11.12 seconds!"
The broadcast was reported twice in a row.
Wang Shengnan and Yang Hao glanced at each other, and their expressions became solemn.
Unexpected!
I really didn't expect that it was just a preliminaries, and someone would break the record of county middle school students.
And it was a time of 11.12 seconds.
"Xiao Hao, your opponent is here!"
"Hmm."
Yang Hao nodded.
He was not afraid.
If the opponents are only at the level of sports students in the school games, it will be boring for him.
The stronger the opponent, the more excited he becomes.
Meanwhile.
Zhao Shihui, who had just finished the preliminaries, was training.
The coach looked at him speechlessly: "I said that if you run with all your strength in the final, the preliminaries will break the record, how can you let other players run?" ”
"Hehe, forget about it as soon as your brain is hot! But I think it's good to do that way, to beat their momentum, so it's easier to win the championship! ”
"You'll say!"
The coach scolded with a smile, and then said: "With your strength, you don't need to be like this at all, the championship is stable, and no one can compete with you." ”
The other side.
The coach of the sports team of Sangao looked solemn, because there were no students under him who could run this result.
Don't say 11.12 seconds, even 11.22 seconds can't run.
Then, he restrained his expression: "You don't have to be nervous, the first high school is already strong, and it is the champion every year, our goal is to defeat the second high school, wait for the normal run, and then talk about the advanced finals." ”
In the stands.
Director Li, who was in charge of leading the team at the second high school, heard the broadcast, and his face turned black directly.
He just told the principal that he was very hopeful of winning the 100-meter championship this year, but as soon as his voice fell, he broke the record as soon as he reached a high level.
It's embarrassing.
The principal didn't care too much: "It seems that this year it is another high school championship!" ”
Hearing this, Director Li said: "Not necessarily, the student in our school hasn't run yet, maybe he has the strength to fight." ”
Yang Hao didn't know the reactions of all parties, and he wouldn't care if he knew.
Now he's excited, not only because of a strong opponent, but also because he hasn't measured his results for too long.
I'm curious to know how many seconds I can run.
Of course, I won't go all out when I wait.
Yang Hao is not a child, if he sees others break records, he must also break a record.
There's no need, as long as you can advance, and the record will be broken until the final.
Minutes and seconds passed.
Group 5 of the men's 100m heats is about to begin.
Wang Shengnan came to him again: "Check the spikes again, cheer up, and talk about the finals first." ”
"Don't worry."
Yang Hao's expression was as usual.
In this group, there are no other second-high players in this group, so he doesn't have to have any mental burden, he just needs to take care of himself.
Soon, the staff informed the players of Group 5 to enter the venue.
Yang Hao was wearing a T-shirt with a two-high school uniform, with number plates on the front and back.
His runway is on the very side, lane 8.
It's not a good location, and it's not as easy to observe the situation on both sides as the middle runway.
But.
Yang Hao didn't care.
He rarely deliberately observes others when he runs, especially in the first half of the race, and he will run "as if no one is around".
Before the starting line.
Yang Hao first adjusted the runner to the appropriate distance.
Then he jumped in place, twisting his waist, wrists and ankles.
Make the final preparations.
The other seven contestants were all like this, they didn't speak to each other, and their expressions were very serious.
After all, only the first place in the group can directly qualify, and if you can't finish first, the probability of promotion is very small.
In the stands.
Some spectators saw the new group of players appear, and their attention shifted.
A few uncles discussed.
"Who do you think will be the first in this group?"
"It seems that the young man in the 8th lane is quite strong and tall, and I feel like it's him."
"It's useless to be tall, it's good to run a little shorter, the chassis is low, and you can run fast."
"It's the preliminaries, it's not interesting, and the finals in the afternoon can be a little bit interesting."
"What's the point of view, didn't you say that someone broke the record just now, and he must be the champion in the final."
"What if there's a dark horse?"
Meanwhile.
The scene of the competition.
The starter shouted, "All of you are ready." ”
Hearing this, Yang Hao silently walked to the starting line and squatted, stepped on the pedal of the running aid back and forth, landed on his back knee, and took a deep breath to relax his body.
At this time, the referee observed the front and back very professionally, and after making sure that no one had violated the rules, he gestured to the starter.
In the next second, the sound of "preparation" sounded.
Yang Hao took a deep breath, bowed his body to make a starting posture, and pricked up his ears to wait for the starting gun to sound.
This is the first time I have heard a gun.
"Smack!"
The starting gun rang out.
At this moment, Yang Hao took the lead with his hind foot, then quickly raised his knee and rushed forward.
Because they are all sports students, everyone else is not slow to respond.
Or rather, the gap is not significant.
From the viewer's point of view, they rushed out almost at the same time.
No one was running, and the race went on as normal.
During the last school sports meeting, Yang Hao was a novice, and he started to run with his head up in two steps.
This time was different, he kept his head down and accelerated after the start.
After more than ten meters, he began to slowly raise his head, and when he reached 20 meters, his body stood upright.
Only then did he realize that he had a slight lead.
This made him a little surprised, after all, he didn't break out with all his strength, why was he still ahead?
However, the thought was driven out of my mind in an instant.
Focus on the game.
So Yang Hao stopped caring about others and ran seriously.
"Puff puff."
The footsteps were steady and powerful, and there was no hurry at all.
But others are in a hurry.
After all, only the first place can be directly promoted.
No one wants to miss out.
Seeing Yang Hao leading, they struggled to catch up and wanted to surpass.
30 meters.
40 meters.
Far from narrowing, the gap is widening.
You know, usually they run the best in the first half of the race.
At this time, I can't catch up, let alone think about the second half.
Waiting area.
Wang Shengnan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that Yang Hao had always maintained the lead, and the distance was getting bigger and bigger.
The final is already secure.
As for whether you can win the player, we'll talk about it then.
on the runway.
Yang Hao has come to a position of about 80 meters, and he has opened a long distance from the other players.
The first is stable.
However, he was a little confused.
What about people?
He didn't run with all his might, why did the footsteps of others get farther and farther away?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance back.
The opponent is so far away from him.
Waiting area.
Seeing Yang Hao's movements, Wang Shengnan couldn't help but cover his face.
What is this?