Chapter 63: The Final
The Nam Ha provincial delegation has won three gold medals.
A gold medal in martial arts, a gold medal in table tennis, and a gold medal in the men's 100m by Yang Hao.
Before coming, the delegation's goal was to compete for three.
Now the three gold medals, especially the heavyweight men's 100-meter sprint gold medal, have made the face of the Nanhe Provincial delegation shine, and everyone's spirit is no longer so tense.
Of course, it is a good thing to win the gold medal in the later competitions, and no one will be harsh if you don't get it.
Wutaishan Gymnasium.
Yang Hao looked at his teammates and said with a smile: "Brothers, get excited!" The last battle, don't think about it, rush and it's over! Come! ”
As he spoke, he stretched out his arm: "Shout one!" ”
So the four of them put their hands together: "Come on!" ”
After shouting, Yang Hao teased: "Be louder, aren't you full at noon?" One more time! ”
"Come on!"
The loud cheering drew the attention of the other teams.
"This is the momentum, I tell you, just shout, the first three are stable!"
Teammate:???
"Haha, don't look at me like this, don't make trouble, remember, don't have any ideas, rush and it's over."
With that, the four of them walked to their places.
In the 4×100-meter relay, except for the first stick, which is a fixed starting point, the next three sticks are not fixed.
Although the pre-run line is 10 meters before the relay area, the runners do not necessarily start in that position.
It depends on where the agreed handover position is.
The handover position set by Yang Hao and Xiaolong of the third stick is in the middle of the relay area, almost 100 meters away from the finish line.
Therefore, he has to start at the first 5 meters of the relay area, so that when he accelerates to the middle of the relay area in advance, he will run about 15 meters, and after completing the handover, he will not have to worry about anything for the remaining 100 meters, and he will finish the work desperately.
Before the relay area, Yang Hao measured the position with his footsteps, marked it, squatted down and tied the shoelaces tightly to ensure that they would not loosen, and then ran a test run.
No problem.
Then he took two deep breaths and glanced up at the scene.
Compared to last night's 100m final, the attendance is not much lower.
There were a lot of spectators watching the 4×100m final.
Yang Hao really wanted to lead the team to win a medal, even if it was just a bronze medal, but he didn't know if he could do it, after all, it was not something he could decide.
But.
In any case, he will do his best to run the last stick and leave no regrets.
In front of the TV.
Because Yang Hao is the men's 100-meter champion, and has set a new record in the competition and a national junior record, he is a celebrity in the field.
So his shots are far more than the other players.
Hall.
Since the county leaders came to express their condolences in the morning, all the neighbors around them knew that Yang Quanyi's son had won the championship in the National Middle School Games, and that there would be a competition this evening.
So many people who are more familiar with each other came to the house to watch the game together.
A room full of people sat down.
There are both adults and children.
"Winning the championship is different, Yang Hao has more shots than others."
"This is CCTV, Xiao Hao looks weird and photogenic, pomp!"
"In the city's language, it's called handsome!"
"I didn't find it before, but now I look at it, Yang Hao looks like that singer Liming."
"yes."
"I don't know if I can win the championship in this competition."
"It's not one person, it's 4 people, and it depends on whether other people are strong or not."
“......”
Everyone, you and I are saying one sentence at a time, it's very lively.
Yang Hao's grandmother was happy in her heart, and came over with a teapot: "Whoever drinks the tea will pour it by himself." ”
"Middle-middle-middle."
Although Yang Quanyi never spoke, the smile on his face never broke.
There is this son, proud!
The other side.
Tian Mi finished eating the watermelon and wiped her mouth: "Dad, how many places do you say our Nanhe Provincial team can run this time?" ”
"If Yang Hao plays well, it is estimated that he can run four or five places, and it is unlikely that he wants to win a medal, after all, the overall strength of other teams is strong."
"I think so too, they are all better than us in the preliminaries."
Tian Mi also had no confidence.
But this did not prevent her from cheering for Yang Hao.
For her, it doesn't matter whether she wins or not, the important thing is that Yang Hao has no regrets.
Just as the father and daughter were talking, the TV screen turned and showed the 8 runners on the starting line.
The race is about to begin!
Sidelines.
Wang Shengnan, Zhou Jianshe and others were watching, but they also didn't expect much.
"These lads are all good, but there is a gap in the overall time, and the run-in time is too short."
Speaking of this, Zhou Jianshe sighed: "I also have the responsibility to strengthen relay training." ”
Hearing this, Wang Shengnan comforted: "How can I blame you? The above attaches too much importance to the 100-meter individual results, and the pressure is on you and Yang Hao, there is no way. ”
This is a fact, the pressure given from above is too great, and Zhou Jianshe can't arrange too much relay training.
"I hope they don't have any regrets!"
"Hmm."
Wang Shengnan responded, and at this moment, there was a "snap" sound in the gymnasium.
The race is on!
The first runner of the Nanhe Provincial Delegation focused on practicing the starting reaction, and this time the start was very good, but due to the relatively weak strength of the corner, the gap was quickly opened.
It's just that because it's a curve, it doesn't look obvious.
It's also hard for the audience to tell at a glance which team is the first.
Meanwhile.
Yang Hao stood in place, looking at the situation on the first side, and silently cheered for his teammates in his heart.
In front of the first relay area, Su Nan, who was ready to start, was staring at the position of his teammates, and he was under a lot of pressure.
Because the second stick is very important, if he can't narrow the gap as much as possible in the second base, when it comes to the fourth stick Yang Hao, no matter how strong he is, he will not be able to return to the sky.
"Hoo ......"
Southern Jiangsu adjusts breathing.
At this moment, his teammates ran to the predetermined position, and Su Nan immediately began to start and accelerate.
Within the relay area.
"Pick it up!"
Hearing the shouts of his teammates, he reached back and held the baton from his teammates steadily.
Then he retracted his arm and swung his arm to accelerate.
This last battle must not leave regrets, and must create opportunities for Yang Hao.
"Fight!"
The southern part of the Soviet Union once again increased its cadence.
Sidelines.
Wang Shengnan stared at the big screen without blinking.
At the beginning of the handover, it was the fifth, and now it has come to the fourth position thanks to the play of the south of the Jiangsu on the straight.
"Come on!"
Wang Shengnan shouted.
Next to him, Zhou Jianshe put his hands on the guardrail, holding them tightly, and the back of his hands burst into green tendons, proving that he was also very nervous at the moment.
Soon, Su Nan completed the handover with the third baseman, almost at the same time as the other team.
Tied for fourth.
After the third baton got the baton, Xiaolong desperately accelerated and rushed towards Yang Hao.
But because it was a corner, he didn't do a good enough job like the first runner, and no matter how hard he tried, he was gradually overtaken by the team that was tied for fourth just now, and even the team behind him was about to catch up.
The form is very unpromising.
However, at this time, Yang Hao did not notice the situation on the field.
He was already crouched down at the starting point, ready to start.
In front of the TV.
Tian Mi was so anxious: "The lag is getting bigger and bigger, what's going on with the third stick, come on!" ”
She couldn't wait to run in front of the screen on the track and drag the runner forward with her hand.
Tian Wensheng next to him was not affected by his daughter, he looked at the screen intently, he was looking forward to the last blow of Yang Hao.
Yangzhuang Village.
Hall.
"Our Nanhe team is lagging behind!"
"This third stick ran badly!"
"If it was all at the level of Yang Hao, he would definitely win the championship. I don't have a chance now, I'm too far behind! ”
"Let's see if Yang Hao can pull one or two back in the end."
“......”
The neighbors were a little anxious.
Yang Quanyi is the same, the cigarette between his fingers is about to burn to his skin, he doesn't feel it, all his thoughts are on the game.
That's when it happened.
Yang Hao started to accelerate, and just when he ran to the scheduled handover position, Xiaolong's voice sounded behind him: "Pick up!" ”
After hearing this, he did not hesitate at all, and stretched out his hand directly backwards.
The moment the baton was put into his hand, Yang Hao held it tightly, and then he didn't think about anything.
Desperately accelerate forward.
In the stands.
The audience was surprised by Yang Hao on the field.
"it!"
"it!"
"Oh my god, is this human?"
"Good boy! This accelerates! ”
When the handover was completed, Yang Hao was only a little behind the fifth place, and at this moment, he relied on his strong speed to catch up with and surpass this team in the blink of an eye, and came to the fifth place.
The 100-meter run takes a long time from the start to the top speed because there is a process of static change.
Therefore, Yang Hao's speed and endurance advantage is not obvious enough.
The relay run is different, his speed has been raised to a high level at the time of the handover, and after the handover is completed, he quickly pulls the speed to the highest level and enters the state of running at high speed.
At this time, Yang Hao was the most terrifying.
"Puff puff puff."
The camera always follows Yang Hao.
It seems that he is the protagonist of this race, even if he is still fifth.
Sidelines.
"Yang Hao is still chasing! Yang Hao is still chasing! ”
Wang Shengnan's cheeks flushed with excitement.
Zhou Jianshe stared at Yang Hao tightly, completely holding his breath and forgetting to gasp!
In front of the TV.
Tian Mi became even more excited, and shouted with a red face: "Come on, Yang Hao!" ”
Next to her, Sun Xiuzhi couldn't help but sigh when she looked at her daughter's performance.
I don't transfer schools together, and I don't even see each other in person, so it's like this.
It's hopeless!
And Tian Wensheng's focus was only on the game, watching Yang Hao rush forward like a whirlwind, he was looking forward to it.
Can Yang Hao create miracles?