[The starting reaction is the second-to-last, Yang Hao is not in good shape]

[IAAF Golden League opener, Yang Hao lost to Asafa Powell]

[Yang Hao lost the first game, looking forward to the return of state]

[Li Heng analyzes the biggest reason for Yang Hao's defeat]

"In the 2006 IAAF Golden League Oslo race held in Oslo, the capital of Norway, on the evening of June 2, local time, my famous sprinter Yang Hao lost to the world record holder Asafa Powell with a time of 9.90 seconds and won the second place.

After the game, Sina Sports interviewed Yang Hao's coach - Li Heng, he said that Yang Hao

With Gatlin also running in 9.80 seconds and sharing the world record with Asafa Powell, Yang Hao was not far behind and wanted to create a better result in this race, which made him lose his previous calm and concentration on the field, so that he played abnormally, and his starting reaction was only 0.169 seconds, which was far below the normal level.

In addition, there is another reason that Yang Hao has been away from the field for a long time and has not yet adapted to the rhythm of the game, and Asafa Powell has been participating in outdoor competitions since March this year, running into 10 seconds several times, and he is in good shape.

We are about to return to China, adjust our condition, and prepare for the next race in Paris, I believe that after this defeat, Yang Hao can learn a lot of lessons from it, and the next stop will run better. (Special correspondent Li Ming-Oslo, July 2)

Online.

"Didn't you say that Yang Hao had already run 9.77 seconds when he trained? Why did you only run 9.90 seconds this time?"

"A little disappointed!"

"Yang Hao said in an interview this year that he wanted to break the world record, that's it?"

"Trash! The blind man stayed up all night watching the game!"

"You can't win against Asafa Powell."

"I blew it so hard before, it's 9.77 seconds, hehe, it's in its original shape now."

"Blow Nima! Now Nima! In the first race of the year, he only narrowly lost to the world record holder, so in your eyes, it is called the original form?"

"I don't understand, that's it when you lose a game? Yang Hao can only win and can't lose?"

"The Internet is really scary, if you lose the Olympics, do you want to scold Yang Hao to death?"

「......」

Yang Hao's defeat in Oslo in the Golden League caused a greater repercussion in China than last year's first victory in the Golden League.

The number of media reports, indices, etc., are all high.

If there is Weibo at this time, it must have been on the top of the hot search list.

Yang Hao hasn't lost for too long!

So much so that many people have become accustomed to him winning, and before this match, everyone thought that he could beat Asafa Powell and even win the world record.

It turned out to be a failure, which is a little unacceptable.

Imperial capital.

Home.

Yang Hao came back with his suitcase, and as soon as he entered the living room, he saw the flowers placed on the coffee table.

Tian Mi was wearing a very beautiful dress and greeted her with a smile: "Husband!"

Then help him change into slippers.

"What day is it? It's so good to tidy up at home!"

"It's the day my husband came back from a race!"

Tian Mi took his arm and sat down on the sofa: "I'm tired of sitting on the plane for so long, I'll pinch your shoulder."

….

After saying that, he ran behind him.

"Stop, stop, what's going on? I don't know, I thought I broke the world record and returned home! It's such a good treatment if you lose?"

Hearing this, Tian Mi lay on his back: "Whether you win or lose, you are the most powerful in my eyes, besides, who can always win."

This girl was afraid that Yang Hao would be in a low mood because of this loss, and there were some very bad comments on the Internet, so she was worried that Yang Hao's mentality would be worse after seeing it, so she wanted to make him happy as much as possible.

Yang Hao is not stupid, he knew Tian Mi's thoughts after a little thought, and he was quite moved in his heart: "Mimi, you don't have to be like this, I don't."

It's so fragile, if you lose, you lose, and it's good to win it back next time."

As he spoke, he squeezed the girl's tender hand, "Come back."

Tian Mi obediently ran back to the sofa and got into his arms: "That's right, and you don't need to read those nonsense remarks on the Internet, let's just be ourselves."

"Online?"

Yang Hao was stunned for a moment, and then understood.

It is estimated that quite a few people sprayed him.

It's just a small game, and if you lose, someone will spray, what if it's the Imperial Capital Olympics?

Yang Hao suddenly remembered Liu Xiang in his previous life.

The 110-meter hurdles are not too high, and public opinion has become like that.

If he retires due to injury, the intensity of cyberbullying will probably create a history that is difficult for others to match, right?

"Don't worry, let him scold when others scold him."

Yang Hao buried his cheek in Tian Mi's hair and sniffed, "With my wife's encouragement, I will become stronger."

"Hmm."

Tian Mi raised her eyes and looked at him, "Are you thirsty?"

"I'm not thirsty, I just want to sleep a little, you can rest with me for a while."

After speaking, Yang Hao picked her up.

Tian Miqiao's face was slightly red: "I'm going to do something bad when I just come back!"

"What do you think! I'm really going to take a break, but if you want to recharge, I'm fine."

"Bah, I don't want to."

Then, Yang Hao hugged Tian Mi upstairs.

After putting her on the bed, he lay down on his side: "Mimi, when we get married, what kind of wedding do you want?"

"I haven't thought about it yet."

"Then you should think about it, I will listen to you about marriage."

Hearing this, Tian Mi pressed her cheek to his chest: "Then how about designing an ancient wedding like the one in the TV series?" I also have to design my own clothes."

"Yes, as long as you like."

"Thank you, husband, a!"

......

Training Authority.

Athletics field.

Yang Hao carried out barbell lunge walking training bare-chested.

Every now and then, sweat drips on the runway beneath your feet.

Tired, but calm down.

Sidelines.

Li Heng was a little worried: "Xiao Hao is okay, right? Haven't you come out of the defeat yet, do you want to find a psychologist to guide you?"

Wang Shengnan knows Yang Hao best, and said, "It's okay, a loss in the Golden League won't really hit him, and it's right to be calm now."

Hearing her say this, Li Heng still couldn't be completely relieved: "You have more, it's really not good, you can not participate in the Paris competition first."

"Well, don't worry."

There are many people who care about Yang Hao's state, such as the leaders of the Athletics Association and the Emperor.

….

Even the new director of the General Administration called Yang Hao.

However, most of them are concerned about whether he can produce better results.

Yang Hao knew it very well in his heart.

The only people who really care about him are Tian Mi and Wang Shengnan.

A moment later.

Yang Hao completed a set of weight-bearing lunge training and returned to the sidelines to rest.

After wiping the sweat and drinking saliva, he lay down on the recliner and closed his eyes.

In fact, his current state is not bad.

Oslo lost not to Asafa Powell, but to himself.

In the past two years, Yang Hao has been so smooth that he is a little impetuous.

Gain and loss are too heavy.

You must know that the 100-meter race is only won or lost in an instant, and once the rhythm is out of order, it is difficult to win unless there is a huge difference in strength.

After this defeat, Yang Hao has regained his composure and found himself.

He will take the race in Paris seriously and go all out to cross the finish line.

As for whether it can break the record,

Whether you can win or not, you don't even have to force it.

Be yourself and don't think about anything else.

......

Time flies, nearly a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Yang Hao, who returned to China to recuperate, also flew to Paris.

At last year's Golden League in Paris, he set a new record with a crazy performance at the Stade de France in Saint-Denis, which also conquered more than 60,000 spectators.

Coming to Paris again this year, there are still countless people.

More than 60,000 tickets have been sold for the competition, which is not as high as last year, but it is a track and field competition after all.

After all, even the French Ligue 1 is not full most of the time.

The day before the Paris competition, Yang Hao and Asafa Powell attended the press conference held by the organizing committee.

At the meeting, Yang Hao said that Paris is his blessed land, and he will go all out to not disappoint the audience.

As for whether he can win or not, he did not say.

As the competition is about to start, and Liu Xiang will also participate in the competition in Paris, there are more relevant reports in China.

Of course, the focus is still on Yang Hao.

[Golden League Paris Preview: Yang Hao and Asafa Powell play again, can they be ashamed? ] 】

[The Golden League Paris is about to be fired, and Yang Hao's confidence seems to be insufficient]

[Can Yang Hao break the demons? ] 】

Online.

"I still can't win, Asafa Powell started too hard."

"Looking carefully at the last race, I found that Yang Hao's start seems to be different from before, but more like Asafa Powell."

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"Got an explosive start?"

"I hope Yang Hao can get back in shape, and don't have a shadow in his heart because of the last loss."

"It's still too stressful, especially when there are so many trolls who spray people at every turn."

"Come on, Yang Hao!"

"Continue to stay up late to watch the game today and support Yang Hao!"

......

In the early morning of July 8, imperial capital time.

Yangdao live broadcast room.

"CCTV! Cctv! What is being broadcast live here is the second stop of the IAAF Golden League, the Paris station, and I am commenting on Yang Jian."

….

"First of all, let's look back at the men's 110m hurdles competition that just ended, although my country's Liu Xiang ran a season best of 13.19 seconds, he failed to achieve a very good ranking, and ranked fourth and fifth with French star Doucoure respectively."

"The next thing to do is today's finale, the men's 100-meter trapeze battle, my country's Yang Hao participated, this is his second race this year, in the last Oslo race, Yang Hao lost to Asafa Powell by a slight disadvantage, what will be the result of today's rematch, I believe everyone is looking forward to it!"

Meanwhile.

The camera gives a panoramic view of the Stade de France.

Brightly lit.

The stands were packed, with more than 60,000 spectators watching the game.

But.

In the 110-meter hurdles competition just now, the local star Doucoure lost, which made the atmosphere a little dull.

But this does not affect everyone's expectation of the final finale.

After all, there are two top players, Yang Hao and Asafa Powell.

Although Yang Hao's performance in Oslo was not good, it did not affect the enthusiasm of the French audience.

Losing one game is no big deal.

It's normal.

Last year, in this stadium, everyone witnessed Yang Hao set a record for the game.

Today, it is natural to expect him or Asafa Powell to break the meeting record again, and even break the world record.

Meanwhile.

Sideline.

Yang Hao warmed up with a relaxed face, today's weather is good, not cold at all.

This makes his muscles very relaxed, which is good for playing.

Not far away, Asafa Powell pretended to glance at Yang Hao inadvertently, thinking that he should be under more pressure now.

The result looks calm.

Loaded?

Or are you really confident?

......

Half past eight p.m. Paris time.

The atmosphere at the Stade de France in Saint-Denis became lively.

Because the contestants have already entered the scene.

Yang Jian's tone was also more excited than just now: "Okay, the athletes have entered, the men's 100m trapeze battle is about to begin, I believe the audience in front of the TV is looking forward to this moment."

When the camera was given to Yang Hao, there was a huge cheer at the scene.

Others were shouting his name.

「yanghao！」

「yanghao！」

Not only the audience from China, but also many locals were also shouting and applauding.

Yang Hao is no longer an unknown sprinter, he is the world champion in the 100m, and set a meet record of 9.89 seconds in Paris last year.

In the eyes of many French track and field viewers, he is a sunny, gentleman, and a very powerful sports star, and he was nicknamed "Miracle Yang".

"The audience at the scene was very excited, many people were shouting Yang Hao's name, not only international students, but also many local spectators, in the 100-meter final of last year's Paris station, Yang Hao set a record of 9.89 seconds to win the championship, and he has a wave of fans, and now he is quite well-known in France and has many fans!"

Yang Jian's tone was filled with pride.

After all, Yang Hao, as a Chinese athlete, can be liked by so many people in a foreign country, and he is also honored.

Meanwhile.

Inside the stadium.

Because the temperature was not low, Yang Hao did not wear a coat, walked to his own path, adjusted the running aid, and tied the shoelaces of the spikes again.

….

Spikes are not very comfortable on the feet when they are tightened, so they are not tightened when warming up.

After completing these, Yang Hao leaned over and squatted down in front of the starting line, stepped on the pedal of the runner with both feet in turn, stepped on it, and felt that there was no problem, so he made a starting posture and conducted a test run.

It didn't take much effort, and after running less than 30 meters, it slowed down and stopped.

Then slowly walk back.

It feels pretty good.

At this time, the on-site host began to introduce the contestants in turn.

For each introduction, the audience applauded.

When I arrived at Yang Hao, the atmosphere became even more enthusiastic.

"The fourth course is yang-hao!! from Huaxia."

The host's tail note is very long.

The camera was also given to Yang Hao in time.

He didn't show any nervousness, and after a sunny smile on his face, he showed his muscles again.

This made the atmosphere of the scene even more enthusiastic.

"Boom".

The sound hits the eardrums of the audience.

The host continued: "Just last year's Stade de France, Yang set a time of 9.89 seconds to win the championship, and also defeated Gatlin to win the World Championships. Let's wait and see!"

Compared with other players, the host is richer in the introduction of Yang Hao and Asafa Powell.

After all, he is the focus of this game.

Soon, the contestants were introduced.

Information about the contestants is given on the screen both on the spot and on the TV set.

First lane: Gardner, England

Second way: Zachary, Ghana

Third way: Flat, Jamaica

Fourth way: Yang Hao, Huaxia

Fifth Lane: Asafa Powell, Jamaica

Sixth way: Bruson, beautiful country

Seventh Path: Burns, Trinidad and Tobago

Eighth Route: Bogno, France

Immediately after, the sound of everyone in place sounded at the scene.

「on-your-rks！」

At this time, the 60,000 spectators at the scene gradually quieted down, and tried not to disturb the start as much as possible.

Yang Hao glanced at the stands, took a deep breath, adjusted the rhythm of breathing, and then squatted down, supported the ground with both hands, and stepped on the pedal of the runner with both feet.

Compared to when he started in Oslo, he is at peace now.

Didn't think about the world record anymore.

He just wanted to run this shot well.

Before and after the starting line, the two referees quickly checked the posture of the competitors with their waists on their waists, and then returned to the sidelines.

In this process, Yang Hao's heart became more and more calm.

The heartbeat is vigorous and slow.

「set！」

The voice of preparation sounded.

At this time, Yang Hao bowed his hips, took a deep breath, and waited intently for the starting gun to sound.

The same goes for the other players.

"Smack!"

The starting gun sounded.

At this time, the audience can see with the naked eye that someone is obviously the first to rush out.

Pretty Country's Bruson snatched up!

Yang Hao slowed down and stopped, took a deep breath to adjust his state, and then slowly walked back.

He wasn't too affected.

Yang Road.

"The runners in lane 6 are running, which is not good news for the other runners, I hope Yang Hao will not be affected too much."

Sidelines.

Li Heng and Wang Shengnan both frowned.

The rush has a great impact on the second shot start.

….

Especially Yang Hao lost in the last game, and if he loses again in this game, it will be a big blow to him personally.

"Damn it, what a run!"

Wang Shengnan couldn't help but want to scold.

Li Heng comforted, "Don't worry, Xiao Hao's big heart."

Soon.

All the runners crouched down again in front of the starting line.

「set！」

The voice of preparation rang out again.

Yang Hao was still extremely focused, waiting for the starting gun to sound.

"Smack!"

The sound of the electronic starting pistol sounded in the hearts of every player like a thunderbolt in the night sky.

At this moment, Yang Hao, who had been prepared for a long time, pushed off the ground with both hands and stepped on the running aid with both feet.

Follow in a straight line with a knee and leg lift, and rush forward upwards.

It's like an arrow that shoots out after the bowstring is full, very fast.

CCTV live broadcast room.

"Game on!"

Yang Jian almost shouted.

"Yang Hao's start was very good!"

At this time, the starting reaction data is given on the screen.

Yang Hao 0.129 seconds, ranked first.

He didn't become particularly conservative because someone ran away from the last shot, and he still reacted at his own pace and at the first time.

on the runway.

30 meters.

Yang Hao struggled to accelerate, like a loose horse, and his speed was fast.

Asafa Powell had a good start and is neck to shoulder with him at the moment.

"Speed up!"

"Yang Hao speed up!"

50 meters.

Yang Hao and Asafa Powell both entered the top speed stage.

At this moment, the two of them became the first echelon, and everyone else was left behind.

It also means that others are disqualified from competing for the title.

"Yang Hao, Yang Hao is ahead."

Yang Jian's voice was full of excitement

。

However, Yang Hao was not excited at all at this moment.

He was at peace of mind.

The legs are quickly twisted and cut, the thighs swing forward at a perfect speed and angle, and actively press down on the ground, the whole process is very smooth.

It doesn't seem to be so "hard", but in fact, he has done his best, but he is in a relaxed state, so it looks relatively relaxed.

80 meters.

Yang Hao is half a position ahead of Asafa Powell.

At this time, Asafa Powell seemed to feel powerless, and his speed had declined a little.

That's what he is.

You can't see anyone in front of him, and once someone is ahead of him, it's hard for him to rush to the end with all his might.

In the stands.

The audience stood up.

Yang Hao is going to win.

But that's not the key, the key is whether Yang Hao can set a new record?

Will there be a miracle?

The audience in front of the TV was equally nervous.

So nervous that I forgot to breathe.

Including Tian Mi.

"Yang Hao is still leading!"

"Victory is at hand!"

"Yang Hao!"

"Yang Hao!"

Yang Jian shouted excitedly.

100 meters.

Yang Hao lowered his head and pressed the line while taking the last step.

"Rush the line!"

"Champion!"

"What was lost in Oslo will be recovered in Paris!"

"Yang Hao won!"

"Yang Hao defeated Asafa Powell!"

Yang Jian stood up directly and roared.

It's so relieving.

In the last game in Oslo, Yang Hao failed to run well, and he also held his breath as a commentator.

….

Now fully unleashed.

At this moment, the results were displayed on the big screen.

1: Yang Hao, starting reaction 0.129 seconds, result 9.75 seconds (wind speed -0.1 meters per second)

"The results are out! 9.75 seconds!"

"9.75 seconds!"

"Against the wind, the results work! Yang Hao has set a new world record!"

"Yang Hao has set a world record!"

"This is the first 100-meter world record set by a yellow race in the history of world athletics!"

"Yang Hao has made history and created miracles!"

"9.75 seconds!"

"Yang Hao is a hero! The defeat in Oslo didn't knock him out, and he's still incredibly strong!"

Yang Jian roared, extremely excited and excited in his heart.

And the audience is no different.

60,000 people witnessed Yang Hao create a miracle again.

Last year's record was 9.89 seconds.

This year, not only did they set a new record in the Games, but they also set a new world record.

「yanghao！」

「yanghao！」

「yanghao！」

The shouts of 60,000 people resounded like thunder in the sky.

In front of the TV, the Chinese audience who stayed up late to watch the game was also enthusiastic at the moment.

Yang Hao is a world champion! World record holder!

He is the pride of Huaxia!

It's the pride of the yellow race!

"Yang Hao is awesome!"

"Awesome!"

Many people can't help but shout.

on the runway.

Yang Hao looked at the results on the big screen, and his heart was also extremely excited.

9.75 seconds!

The world record is finally in his hands!

9.77 seconds is a thing of the past, as are Asafa Powell and Gatlin.

Ox

What the land station couldn't get, he got it first!

And that's just the first one!

He won't stop moving.

He will win over one opponent after another, including Usain Bolt!

"Ah!!!h

Yang Hao clenched his hands into fists and roared angrily.

At this time, the photographers rushed out of the media area and came to him.

Stand and shoot, squat and shoot, chase and shoot!

At the moment, he is the only focus of attention!

Yang Hao heard the shouts in the stands, his heart was surging, and he did two very coherent and smooth front flips after running.

Then he rushed to the sidelines, shaking hands with the excited audience through the railing.

When he saw someone throwing a red flag down, he directly picked it up and draped it on his body.

In the stands.

Wang Shengnan and Li Heng were also happy.

"It's a record-breaker! Haha!"

"yes!"

"I'll just say that this kid has a big heart, and that little pressure can't overwhelm him!"

"9.75 seconds! Or a headwind! Haha!"

CCTV live broadcast room.

When Yang Jian saw Yang Hao celebrating, he couldn't help but choke up a little.

This touched him even more than winning the World Championships last year.

Record!

The Chinese have set a 100-meter world record!

This is something that I never dreamed of before.

"If the world champion can't be considered the real world 100m No. 1, what about the world champion with a world record?

Yang Hao has never stopped moving forward, creating one history after another, one miracle after another!

Yang Hao is a hero! It's pride!

I'm sure 9.75 seconds won't be his limit either!

Yang Hao, please keep up the good work!"

Yang Jian's choked voice made some viewers couldn't help but have some red circles in their eyes: "Yang Hao, please keep coming on!"

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