"The men's 100m final will start soon, please prepare."

The sound of the radio was heard throughout the stadium.

This caused the otherwise casual spectators in the stands to focus on the runway.

Not only uncles and aunts, but also some teachers from three schools, because there were no classes in the afternoon, they came to the scene to watch the game.

Among them is Yang Hao's homeroom teacher, Qian Huimin, who came with her husband.

"Huimin, you said there were students from your class in the finals?"

"Yes, I asked just now, he entered the finals, and he broke the record of middle school students in our county to enter the finals."

"That's pretty good, we'll see if we can win the championship later."

Meanwhile.

At the closest position to the track, a group of leaders sat up straight.

"It's finally going to start, let's see what these two lads can do."

"It's only good when there's competition."

"Yes, if there is only one high level, the competition is crushing, and it is not interesting."

"Today's kids are getting stronger and stronger."

"Maybe when our county can come out of a sprint champion!"

“......”

Before the starting line.

Yang Hao is adjusting the position of the running aid according to the habit of training.

He's in lane 4 and he's in a good position.

And his competitor, Zhao Shihui, who is a high one, is in the 5th lane.

Although the game has not yet started, everyone's eyes are already focused on the two of them, and the others have already become foils.

After adjusting the position of the runner, Yang Hao stepped on it with both feet, and after making a good starting posture, he conducted a test run.

"Puff puff."

After running 20 meters, Yang Hao slowed down and stopped.

It feels pretty good.

Then he turned around and walked back, and at this moment, Zhao Shihui also began to run for a test run.

Yang Hao looked at his movements, smooth and standard.

It's also huge, and it's clear that it's been trained for a long time.

The next second.

Zhao Shihui rushed out from the starting line, and he didn't run with all his strength, just a simple test run.

But even so, you can see that his technique and rhythm are not good.

A fierce rival indeed.

A moment later.

"Ready!"

The starter's command sounded.

Yang Hao jumped on the spot before he walked to the starting line, and his bounce power was much stronger now than before.

Although a month of training did not bring about a qualitative change, it did strengthen his physique.

He then crouched down and put his feet on the runner.

didn't go to observe Zhao Shihui next to him.

At this point, he will only focus on the game.

Instead of looking at the opponent.

Zhao Shihui was different, he glanced at Yang Hao with his spare eyes, and said, "You are very strong, but it's a pity that you met me!" ”

Hearing this, Yang Hao tilted his head and glanced at him, did not speak, just smiled and withdrew his gaze.

"Ready!"

When the command sounded, Yang Hao took a deep breath, made a starting posture, and waited with bated breath for the starting gun to sound.

The other seven were the same.

Except for Yang Hao, all of them are sports students in the second or third year of high school, and after professional training, their movements are very standard.

"Smack!"

The moment the starting gun sounded, Yang Hao directly exerted his force and rushed out like a sharp arrow.

The response to the start was very good.

The start was smooth, too.

On the sidelines, Wang Shengnan's face suddenly showed joy: "Beautiful!" ”

In the 100m race, the start is very important.

However.

Just then, the starting gun rang out again.

This was followed by another whistle.

After hearing this, Yang Hao slowed down directly.

The second gunshot indicates that someone is running.

This is the first time he has encountered a rush in a race, and he is inexplicably a little irritable.

The pants were all off, and suddenly the network was disconnected.

Depressed or not?

Moreover, according to the rules, whoever rushes the second time will be directly punished.

In this way, everyone will become conservative.

In the stands.

"Appeal !!!!"

There was a lot of booing.

The audience obviously doesn't want to see that either.

The game started, and I was about to get excited, but it stopped.

Sidelines.

Wang Shengnan frowned.

She was a little worried.

After all, compared to other students, Yang Hao's experience is very inadequate, and this rush will definitely have an impact on his mentality.

"You must hold your mind!"

Wang Shengnan said silently in his heart.

Soon.

The game is about to restart, and the referee specially emphasized that there will be a rush and a direct penalty.

This made the atmosphere a lot more solemn.

Yang Hao calmed down instead.

He wasn't really a kid after all, and a few deep breaths calmed his mind.

"Ready!"

The command sounded again.

Yang Hao bowed his body and raised his hips, the strength in his body was ready to move, ready to go.

There was also silence in the stands.

Everyone was waiting for the starting gun to go off.

The next second.

"Smack!"

Gunshots rang out.

White smoke filled the air.

At this moment, Yang Hao was like a cheetah, and suddenly rushed forward.

But.

Compared to the previous shot, this time everyone was affected, and the starting reaction was obviously a little slower.

After all, no one wants to be sent off.

"Yang Hao! Come on! ”

Wang Shengnan finally couldn't help shouting.

It's a pity that Yang Hao didn't hear it.

At this moment, he was engrossed in his attention and rushed forward.

He has only one goal, and that is to be the champion!

Beside.

Zhao Shihui's goal is also to win the championship, he swings his arms desperately and accelerates very fast.

In the stands.

All the leaders and teachers who paid attention to this final had their eyes on the two of them.

The two of them lived up to expectations.

Just 20 meters ahead of the others.

It also means that others have lost the possibility of winning the championship.

The winner will only be produced in Yang Hao and Zhao Shihui.

on the runway.

Zhao Shihui glanced at Yang Hao, but he didn't expect that the first 30 meters that he was proud of failed to suppress Yang Hao.

This made him feel a haze in his heart.

30 meters.

The two are still side by side, on par.

It also made the audience very excited.

I like this kind of competition with similar strength.

In the stands.

Yang Hao's homeroom teacher, Qian Huimin, couldn't help but be a little excited: "Come on, Yang Hao!" ”

Her husband watched without blinking, a little enthusiastic, and he wanted to go up and run himself.

Competitive sports are like that, it's easy to get the audience excited.

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

The general audience has no position and just wants to watch a good game, so cheer for both of them.

40 meters.

Yang Hao struggled to swing his arms, and every step was very powerful.

The spike heel is fully in contact with the plastic runway, and the strong friction makes it easier for Yang Hao to accelerate forward.

At this time, Zhao Shihui was already a little shocked in his heart.

He tried his best, but he still couldn't get even half a position ahead.

Yang Hao is like a robot, calmly maintaining his speed, without the slightest sign of fatigue.

There's even room for acceleration.

50 meters.

Zhao Shihui could no longer maintain the top speed, and Yang Hao had just reached the top speed.

Under the elimination of the other's strengths, the gap between the two began to appear.

60 meters.

"Super!"

Wang Shengnan clenched his fists and shouted!

It's the same in the stands.

"Super, super!"

"One high doesn't seem to be able to do it anymore."

"Not necessarily, it's still catching up."

Leadership District.

The principal of the second high school and the director of the physical education department suddenly had a smile on their faces.

"Haha, I'm going to win!"

On the high side, the atmosphere is solemn.

In the first half, the two of them went hand in hand, why did Yang Hao suddenly start to "accelerate" in the second half?

on the field.

When Zhao Shihui saw Yang Hao leading him, he was immediately anxious, forcibly squeezed out a trace of strength, and chased forward for some distance.

However, this kind of running that disrupts the rhythm is tantamount to drinking to quench your thirst.

70 meters.

80 meters.

Yang Hao is like a cheetah running at high speed, with a very stable and graceful posture.

At this time, Zhao Shihui had already been pulled away by a position.

Basically announced his withdrawal from the championship competition.

"Yang Hao! Yang Hao! ”

"The championship is just around the corner!"

Wang Shengnan shouted excitedly!

90 meters!

100 meters!

Yang Haofeng generally crossed the finish line.

It is the end of the championship competition in the 100-meter final.

Champion, it's him!

In the stands, whether it was the principal of the second high school, the director of the physical education teaching and research department, or Yang Hao's head teacher, they were all very happy and even excited.

"Win!"

"Haha, it's a champion!"

"This young man has given our school a face!"