Chapter 8 I, a Chinese athlete, went to the meeting alone this time

However, this ray of light in that sad time may not be a good thing, or it will be a great disaster.

In 1931, the island nation occupied Manchuria.

In order to gain international recognition, the island nation decided to choose to participate in the Olympics, and then they found Liu Changchun.

"As long as you agree to play for Manchukuo, you can choose the officials of the education department and the sports department."

Faced with the invitation and temptation of the island country, Liu Changchun categorically refused.

However, his refusal was met with detention and threats.

The islanders even gave him an ultimatum, telling him that if he disobeyed again, then his legs would be destroyed.

But even so, Liu Changchun still swore to death.

In the end, he got away with it.

However, although he escaped, the opportunity to participate in the Olympics also disappeared.

With the strength of China at that time, it was impossible to participate in the Olympic Games at all, and no one wanted to participate in the Olympic Games in the melee of the major warlords in China.

It wasn't until by chance that he had the opportunity to set foot on the eastward crossing with the help of the one in the northeast.

However, the first time he took a boat, he drifted on the sea for more than 20 days, and after the long journey, his physical strength was exhausted, and he almost didn't have time to rest before he stepped on the field of tens of thousands of people.

And the results are naturally doomed.

But obviously, no matter what his grades were, when he appeared, when he appeared as a Chinese in that era, everything was already worth it.

The newspaper at the time wrote: I, a Chinese athlete, went to the meeting alone this time, thousands of miles to the mountain, at this moment the national fortune is difficult, Wangjun will move forward bravely, so that my younger generations will stay away from such suffering.

The surrounding scene gradually shifts.

Jiang Chen stepped out.

At this moment, the figure seems to have passed through the shackles of time.

Nearly a hundred years have passed in an instant.

When he reappeared, his figure had reached the top of a huge meeting hall.

The surrounding black and white colors gradually turned into colors.

Cheering crowd.

In front of them, the figures of the national teams holding the national flag are presented.

And among these teams, a figure is particularly eye-catching, he is lonely holding a flag, compared to other countries with dozens of people, more than hundreds of people look so lonely, even desolate.

As he walked by, there were bursts of boos from the audience.

They had never seen a single person in a country of troops.

But even so, the footsteps of that figure are still so firm.

His pace was steady, even if the long trek made his face a little pale, but his steps did not stumble even slightly.

"Oh my God, what country is that, how is there only one person."

"Hahaha, my God, what kind of joke am I watching, there are people from Huaxia who have also participated."

"It's just laughing at me, can a yellow-skinned monkey participate in the Olympics?"

"Go back, monkey."

In the audience, one after another white people were puzzled, mocked, or verbally attacked, trampling on the figure below who was walking alone.

The figure on the next side was still walking alone.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Chen's heart couldn't help but be touched.

This era is sad, painful, and hateful that the Chinese people can never forget, but in this era, perhaps it is precisely because of countless such people that our Chinese nation has such a brilliant future.

It is they who shape the future, and it is they who reshape the backbone of the Chinese people.

The veteran is like this, and so is Liu Changchun in front of him.

On the field, the lonely and determined figure is enough to say it all.

On the field, Liu Changchun was holding the national flag high, and his figure was constantly walking, walking.

And at this moment, time and space seem to be frozen.

The sound of abuse and ridicule disappeared, and Liu Changchun suddenly found that the whole world couldn't help but be quiet at this moment, and all the noisy sounds disappeared in an instant at this moment.

Ahead, a black figure seemed to slowly walk out of the space.

The moment he appeared, his pupils couldn't help but contract.

I even thought I was hallucinating, and subconsciously rubbed my eyes.

But even after rubbing his eyes, the black-clothed figure in front of him still walked over slowly, and the time around him was completely frozen.

"What is this?"

Muttering to himself, his expression was a little dazed.

"Liu Changchun, do you want to know your results this time?"

Jiang Chen sighed, his voice soft.

"Grades?"

Liu Changchun was stunned for a moment, and asked subconsciously.

"Yes!"

Jiang Chen nodded, and with a wave of his hand, Liu Changchun only felt that his body floated up instantly.

The next moment, the time that had been frozen around gradually recovered.

Cheers, insults, and ridicule once again permeated the entire venue, and to his shock, there was still one of them below.

looked down, and subconsciously looked at himself, and at this time, Liu Changchun was shocked to find that he seemed to be flying.

He fluttered subconsciously, but found that his figure was actually suspended steadily in the sky.

"Don't worry, you won't fall."

Jiang Chen spoke softly, and in his short words, there seemed to be a power to soothe people's hearts, which made Liu Changchun gradually calm down.

Only then did he have the heart to look down.

With the convergence of eyes.

The scene below is constantly unfolding.

After the opening ceremony.

It's a return to rest.

But the long journey, coupled with the unaccustomed water and soil, made him not rest well at all on this day.

When the curtain began the next day, the early morning of July 31, the 100-meter heats had already begun.

Huge arena.

With the sound of the starting pistol.

Below, he started to run quickly, but the consumption of physical strength, as well as the lack of adaptation, made him no longer so fast at this moment, but seemed very slow.

Ultimately.

He saw one by one people surpassing him.

And his figure is also fixed in fifth place.

The time was 11.1 seconds.

This was not his best result

Even the worst result, in 1929, Liu Changchun set a new national record with 10.8 seconds in 100 meters, and now he is already faster, but in this first Olympic Games, he completed this Olympic journey in 11 seconds.

Such a result, even if he had expected it when he saw that he was unaccustomed to the soil, but when he came, it was still difficult for him to accept.

"Failed!"

"Failed!"

Muttering to himself, Liu Changchun's tears were constantly slipping, he was like this in the sky, and the figure below was the same, below he knelt on the venue and howled, tears soaked the soil.