Paris.

Saint-Denis Stade de France.

The lights are bright and the voices are buzzing.

Although there is no such thing as Gatlin and Asafa Powell, the audience is still looking forward to the 100-meter flyer battle.

After all, there are local players participating.

But.

Many local viewers were a little puzzled when they saw Yang Hao appear in front of the starting line.

Yellows?

Can yellow people also appear on the 100-meter track of the Golden League?

Never before.

The reason why the local audience has such doubts is mainly because Yang Hao has participated in too few world competitions.

There was only one Athens Olympics, and he only ran 6th, and the ordinary spectators in Europe and the United States were not impressed by him.

That's why I'm confused.

In the stands.

A group of foreigners discussed Yang Hao.

"It's the first time I've seen a yellow-skinned player!"

"Looking at the national flag on the clothes, it seems to be from China."

"Asian sprinting is very poor, right? Now they're all eligible for the Golden League?"

"Man, didn't you watch the Athens final? This man ran into 10 seconds!"

「hat？ Running into 10 seconds? You're not kidding, are you?"

"Of course not, I know him, the first athlete in Asia to run under 10 seconds, oh no, I should say the first athlete outside of black people to run 10 seconds."

"Even-bought karma! Incredible!"

"I think he might win this time!"

"No way, Obikviru won't let him succeed!"

"Then let's bet, 500 francs, I'll bet on him first!"

"Yes!"

Unlike foreigners, Chinese students are full of confidence in Yang Hao.

Especially with him, I know that he ran 9.93 seconds in China not long ago.

Faith is even stronger.

"What? 9.93 seconds? Really?"

"Of course it's true, and it's just a national championship, there is no pressure, I estimate that Yang Hao's current strength is close to 9.90 seconds."

"! It's amazing! If he tries his best, he can really win the championship!"

"If nothing else, this game is a battle between Yang Hao and Obi Kevilu."

"It's over cheering him on, Yang Hao is over and Liu Xiang's 110-meter hurdles!"

Sidelines.

Li Heng and Wang Shengnan chatted while observing Yang Hao's state.

"Teacher Wang, have you noticed, Yang Hao's state is obviously different from when he came."

"Well, there are so many people in the audience, I guess he's a little excited right now."

"Yes, this kind of expression, I only saw it in the Olympics, it seems that Yang Hao is about to explode."

Speaking of this, Li Heng was also excited: "Once Yang Hao breaks out, not only does he have the possibility of winning the championship, but he may also break his personal record and the record of the competition."

Just as the two were talking, the live camera was given to the contestant in lane 9.

Local player Bogno.

Therefore, there were loud cheers from the scene.

Immediately afterwards, the on-site host introduced the contestants one by one.

When Yang Hao arrived, the Chinese students and overseas Chinese at the scene also cheered.

The international students shouted in unison.

"Come on, Yang Hao!"

"Come on, Yang Hao!"

"Come on, Huaxia!"

….

Yang Hao heard it.

Hearing the cheers from his compatriots, he turned to the camera, pointed to the red flag on his chest, and then gave a thumbs up.

It means that he will win this championship!

This makes everyone even more excited.

CCTV live broadcast room.

"Yang Hao pointed to the red flag on his chest! It seems that he is very confident of winning this championship! Paris is the first match of Yang Hao's Golden League, and I hope he will get off to a good start and become famous in the world from France! Come on! Yang Hao!"

Yang Jian's voice was passionate and powerful.

In front of the TV.

Tian Mi lay on the bed, her hands on her cheeks, and her white feet were swinging in the air.

She was so relaxed that she didn't even want to cast a spell.

Because she believes that Yang Hao will definitely win.

The other side.

Yang Quanyi also lit a cigarette.

He rarely smokes now, only when he watches games, he always feels that he is missing something if he doesn't smoke.

That's when it happened.

The bedroom door opened, and Liu Chunhua walked out.

Yang Quanyi was suddenly a little embarrassed: "Did you make a noise?"

"Nope! I'll watch the game too."

Saying that, Liu Chunhua saw Yang Quanyi shirtless: "I don't know if it's worth wearing a coat if you catch a cold."

After saying that, he went back to the house and got a shirt and came out.

Yang Quanyi put it on, and his heart was warm.

The couple then sat together in front of the television.

"Except for Xiao Hao, everyone else is black, just like in the 100-meter final of the Olympics! The black man next to Xiao Hao looked too big."

Liu Chunhua is talking about Francis Obikviru.

This cargo is more than 1.9 meters tall and weighs 85kg, which looks like it is bigger than Yang Hao.

"It's okay, sprints aren't bigger."

The two of them talked.

The voices of everyone in place came from the TV.

「on~your~rks！」

Meanwhile.

The atmosphere in the stadium has also changed from noisy to quiet.

Because track and field competitions are held here all year round, the most basic obligation of the audience to watch the games is still understood.

It's usually not too noisy before the start.

CCTV live broadcast room.

Yang Jian's tone was also a little nervous: "The players are in place, and the game will start immediately!"

Before the start.

Yang Hao is in lane 5, next to Francis Obikwiru in lane 4, and Ghana player Aziz Zachary in lane 6.

The three of them are the three strongest of the nine.

"Whew!"

Yang Hao took a deep breath, jumped on the spot again, and then leaned down and squatted, stepping on the foot board with both feet in turn.

Now he's excited.

Very excited.

Because there are more than 60,000 spectators watching the starting line.

He wants to win!

Gatling became famous at the Athens Olympics, and Asafa Powell set a world record of 9.77 seconds.

They all took off, and Yang Hao couldn't lag too far behind.

He wants to be famous all over the world!

Let's start in France!

Yang Hao wants to conquer the French audience and let them witness the beginning of his take-off!

And to conquer them, not only to win the championship, but also to leave them with a deep enough memory.

World record, he can't do it yet.

But the race will record! It has to be his!

Thinking of this, Yang Hao's body began to heat up, and the cells in his body were cheering and shouting.

….

At this time, the two referees observed back and forth, confirmed that there was no problem, and returned to the sidelines.

Immediately after, the sound of the prepared password sounded.

「set！」

At this moment, 9 athletes reacted at the same time.

Uniform.

All of them are ready to start in a squatting position.

Eight blacks, one yellow.

In addition, Yang Hao is in the middle again, and his clothes are still red, so he looks very conspicuous.

It's like a ball

Burning flames.

Yang Hao took a deep breath and waited intently for the starting gun to sound.

At this time, he didn't have any distractions in his mind.

Just wait for the gunshot to erupt.

"Smack!"

The sound of electronic starting gunshots was broadcast throughout the stadium.

And the 9 contestants, who were originally static in the camera, instantly "lived".

Yang Hao pushed his hands off the ground, and his feet kicked the foot board at the same time, and with the huge reaction force, his body rushed forward and forward.

At this moment, if the picture is frozen, it looks like a cheetah that has pounced.

The posture is beautiful.

"It's game on! Yang Hao's start was very good!"

Yang Jian's voice instantly rose a few decibels.

At this moment, the start timer also shows the reaction time of each runner.

Zachary was first with 0.135 seconds.

And Yang Hao 0.138 seconds, ranked second.

Francis Obikovyru's difference was just 0.155 seconds.

But.

Yang Hao didn't know this.

He has only one thought on his mind now, to win and break the tournament record.

Otherwise, he won't bother!

Now.

The atmosphere of the scene was completely different, with the sound of cheers and cheers breaking through the sky.

All the spectators looked at the big screen or the runway.

I didn't dare to blink.

I want to see who the 100-meter champion will be this time and what kind of results he can run.

20 meters.

30 meters.

Although Yang Hao did not lead by 30 meters like when he was competing in China, he was not lagging behind at the moment and was in the first echelon.

"Yang Hao's acceleration from the start is very good."

"Obikviru is slightly behind."

"Yang Hao speed up!"

"Speed up!"

Yang Jian's points were all placed on Yang Hao.

After all, he is the only Chinese player.

At the moment, there are few people in China who sit in front of the TV to watch the game, and they are watching others.

Just for Yang Hao!

40 meters.

Yang Hao's body was completely upright, and his speed was about to enter the highest stage.

At this time, his body was even more excited.

That desire for the championship made it a little difficult for him to control himself.

"Yang Hao entered the high-speed running stage and began to lead!"

"Yang Hao leads!"

"Obikviru is chasing."

At this moment, on the runway, Obi Keviru was surprised in his heart.

He knew Yang Hao, after all, he had fought in the Athens Olympics.

But at that time, Yang Hao was suppressed from beginning to end.

And now, less than a year has passed, Yang Hao has become so strong.

This made Obi Keviru unwilling.

He has his pride and he doesn't want to lose!

However.

No matter how hard Obi Kevilu tried, the distance between Yang Hao and him was still a little bit wider.

60 meters.

Yang Hao's advantages continue to expand.

….

All eight blacks were running after him.

This scene made the audience a little uncomfortable.

CCTV live broadcast room.

"Yang Hao! Yang Hao is in the first place!"

"Hold on!"

"Yang Hao!"

"The championship is just around the corner!"

Yang Jian's voice was extremely excited, because he might be witnessing China's first sprint gold medal.

Although it is not a World Series, the level of the Golden League is just as high.

70 meters.

The on-site narrator was amazed.

"Huaxia Yang is very ahead!"

"Is he going to win the championship?"

"Do you have to work a miracle for the first time in the Golden League?"

80 meters.

Yang Hao has pulled away more than 1 meter from Obi Keviru.

But.

He didn't know it himself.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't care, he only had the finish line in his eyes.

Keep rushing and cross the finish line!

In the stands.

Seeing that Yang Hao was about to create a miracle, the Chinese students were excited and shouted his name frantically.

"Yang Hao!"

"Yang Hao!"

"Yang Hao!"

Sidelines.

Li Heng and Wang Shengnan both clenched their fists, and their cheeks flushed with excitement.

Yang Hao is going to create a new history!

CCTV live broadcast room.

Yang Jian had already stood up.

"Yang Hao resisted!"

"Yang Hao!"

"Yang Hao sprints!"

At this moment, Yang Hao lowered his head and pressed the line and was the first to cross the finish line.

Yang Jian roared directly: "Champion!"

"Yang Hao is the champion!"

"The champion is a Chinese!"

"Yang Hao won his first Golden League 100m sprint championship! This is also the first in China and the first in Asia!"

"Yang Hao made history!"

Now.

The international students and overseas Chinese at the scene were very excited.

"Win! We won!"

"Yang Hao is awesome!"

"Huaxia is awesome!"

"Haha! The championship is ours!"

That's when it happened.

Yang Hao's achievements were displayed on the big screen at the scene.

9.89 seconds!

The wind speed is 1.2 meters per second, which does not exceed the wind speed, and the record is valid.

Yang Hao set a new record for the Golden League in Paris.

This moment.

The local audience also cheered.

Although the local audience did not make it to the top three, they witnessed the birth of a new record and witnessed the birth of a miracle.

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Predictable.

But.

Yang Hao was not satisfied.

This is just the beginning, and he will get stronger and stronger in the future.

At this moment, all the photographers at the scene rushed to Yang Hao and took pictures of him.

This is the treatment of a champion!

Yang Hao was not restrained at all in the face of the camera, and even played with his heart, and did 3 front flips in a row.

After getting up, he also posed a Chinese kung fu starting pose.

This move instantly ignited the audience.

「yang！」

「yang！」

「yang！」

Many people chanted his name.

Sidelines.

Wang Shengnan couldn't cry or laugh: "This kid, what should I do if I get hurt!"

Li Heng didn't care: "Young people, you have to look like a young man, I think it's good." And the more individual the athletes, the more popular they are."

This is true.

Compared with some middle-of-the-road athletes who don't like to perform, those athletes who are funny and have a personality on the field are often more attractive to the audience.

Of course.

The premise is good grades.

The personality of the champion is called personality!

Otherwise, it is called grandstanding and embarrassing.

This is also why, Yang Hao has never overshown himself on the field before.

Because he didn't feel qualified before.

And now, he's qualified!

In front of the TV.

Tian Mi saw Yang Hao's performance, and happily said, "It's still stinky and beautiful!"

"Alas, I can't sleep now, and I'll be sleepy tomorrow."

"It's all your fault!"

said so, but let Tian Mi make a new choice, even if it is 10,000 times, she will still choose to stay up late to watch the game.

The other side.

Yang Quanyi was extremely proud when he saw the tens of thousands of spectators in the stadium chanting his son's name.

This is not domestic.

It's France.

In a foreign country, Yang Hao used his strength to conquer the audience, making foreigners give him a thumbs up.

How can a father not be proud?

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