Run Out of My Life

    The entrance of Wuxing No.1 Middle School.

    At 9 am, a Santana 2000 slowly stopped.

    A middle-aged man of thirty-five or six years old got off the car, wearing a light white sports suit and a peaked cap on his head.

    Getting out of the car, the middle-aged man looked at Chen Tao who was standing at the door, walked up to him in a few steps, and held the other's hand.

    "Coach Chen, I'm here in time."

    Chen Tao smiled and shook each other's hand, "Xiao Xie, I said you are early enough, it takes three or four hours to drive from Jianping to the national highway."

    "We left at 5 in the morning."

    The driver was a young man of 24 or 5 years old, before Xie Caiwen could speak, he answered first.

    "Oh, I left at five in the morning, Xiao Xie, you are still the same impatient person." Chen Tao was stunned at first, and then laughed.

      Let Xiao Zheng take me to have a look."

    Speaking, Xie Caiwen pointed to the young man who was driving and introduced: "Coach Chen, this is Zheng Wei, the assistant coach who just came to our team, I received your call yesterday, transfer In one lap, he'll be driving the whole team."

    "Coach Chen, hello, my name is Zheng Wei, a native of Jianping, you can just call me Xiao Zheng."

    "Well, Xiao Zheng, you're fine too, it's been hard driving all the way." Chen Tao smiled and nodded, then turned to look at Xie Caiwen, "Xiao Xie, it seems that your sports school is okay, Talent is endless."

    "Coach Chen, don't humiliate us. We are also very weak in track and field. I didn't hear you say that there are good seedlings, so I came over in the morning. "

    Chen Tao squinted and smiled, "Okay, let Xiao Zheng park the car, let's go in. Xiao Xie, let me tell you, this person I really want to get me to lift weights team to..."

    "I said my coach Chen, before I came, you didn't say that..."

    "Haha, Xiao Xie, you are just too young..."

    …

    "Hey, I said you really think there are high school students here?" Zhang Jiehua said in a low voice.

    "I don't know, but I just heard it. Lao Ao doesn't say it himself, other than their own middle school, how would they know."

    "If you say that, it's still possible. Look at that, he's taller than me, and looks much older."

    "What nonsense, if you are taller than you, you are old. Be quiet and don't talk nonsense."

    "Forget it, don't bother to care about them, what about the high school students, still win them. I want to take the first place."

    "Haha." Su Zu rolled his eyes, and seemed to be getting used to the mentality of his youth, "You think I'm just a decoration."

      "

    "You don't say, don't you train?"

    "Uh..."

    Before the 200m finals, Su Zu and Zhang Jiehua looked at the players who were waiting to compete together from time to time, and chatted with each other.

    Su Zu also had to sigh, young is good. After a night's rest, the two were resurrected in situ, full of energy to prepare for today's final.

    Not long after, the announcement of the 200-meter final sounded on the radio, and the runners of each final should come to the starting line to prepare.

    Zhang Jiehua is the fourth and Su Zu is the fifth. The first and second in the 200-meter preliminaries are both from Yangxin Middle School, which has attracted a lot of attention.

    Many people remember that Su Zu took the first place in the 100m and the first in the high jump yesterday. Many teachers and students looked at him again and seemed to want to see this man from a township. A kid in middle school, what else can you do?

     Watching talented players play is a joy in itself. Especially when you can see it up close and personal, the sense of engagement is even more exciting.

    At this time, Su Zu also discovered that there were many people on both sides of the runway, and some of them were dressed as adults, even the principal of his middle school, Yang Xiaohe Several people chatted with laughter in the outer circle of the tens of meters of runway.

    Sports is really a sport that speaks purely on performance. Even a county middle school sports meeting in a small impoverished county can attract the attention of many people.

    Before the starting line, press your legs and move your ankles. After a few minutes, the starter will let all the contestants take their places. The noisy sound on the sidelines has been quiet for a while.

    "Everyone, ready to..."

    The starter stood in front of the starting line, staring at the movements of each competitor, with the starting gun in his hand raised high.

    “Pop—”

    A crisp gunshot rang out, and before the starting line, the 8 finalists ran out instantly.

    Su Zu didn't respond slowly, and ran out the moment the gun rang, followed by several players next to him. None of them have undergone professional training. In the start, the main test is to test the reaction ability. If you concentrate, there is not much difference between them.

    But after running a few steps, the short-range explosive power at this time is reflected. Those with strong explosive power and quick strides can have a certain advantage in running 30 meters in front.

    Among professional athletes, many middle and small weight lifters can run 30 meters in front of the super fast speed, which is not inferior to track and field athletes. That's why weightlifting teams choose seedlings in sprint competitions in primary and secondary schools. What they value is this instant explosiveness. For example, Lv Xiaojun, the 77kg weightlifting champion in the 2012 Olympic Games, started out as a sprint in the primary school sports meeting.

    "Come on, come on!"

    There were bursts of shouting, and 8 athletes quickly ran along the track.

    The runway of Wuxing No. 1 Middle School is a 300-meter circular runway, which is 100 meters longer than that of Yangxin Middle School, so on the curve, it is almost one and a half curves.

    At this time, it can be seen that the high school student who was teased by Su Zu and Zhang Jiehua just now is obviously better at cornering than them, at least the discerning person can see that, At least someone who runs laps a lot.

    However, due to the speed limit, Su Zu had already opened the distance in the first 50 meters, and when it reached 100 meters, Zhang Jiehua caught up and fell to the third place.

    Su Zu's stride frequency is extremely fast, surpassing the players of this age group, the distance of 30 meters begins to widen the gap with others, and the gap is even larger when it reaches about 50 meters, but more than After 100 meters, the gap was gradually shortened.

    The main person who keeps up with him is Zhang Jiehua. Zhang Jiehua's start and cadence are not fast, but he can maintain it in the middle and late stages, can rush up, and has good speed and endurance.

    The distance of 100 meters was pulled away by Suzu, but at the distance of 150 meters, it has gradually caught up, only a few positions behind, and at this time, other players generally also experienced a speed decline. The distance between the two is widening.

    Su Zu can clearly feel that Zhang Jiehua's 200-meter run is much faster than in the school sports meeting. This time, he has added two points of strength and one point. Agile quality, but the scene that was staged was still a bit like the last school sports meeting.

    "The gap between this first place and the others is not small."

    "Almost not at one level. It's too fast."

    "The second place rushed up, alas, not bad, even kept up."

    "It is difficult to maintain the speed in the second half of the 200 meters. If you can stabilize the speed, it will be good, and you can rush up. This player is not bad, which middle school?"

    "I heard that the first and second places are from Yangxin Middle School."

    "Hey—this will make Yangxin Middle School in the limelight."

    In the crowd outside the track, teachers from various schools looked at the players on the track and discussed with each other.

    "Crossing the line!" A voice sounded again.

    Su Zu has adapted this time, and there is no more uncontrollable fall like yesterday. Similarly, as soon as he crossed the line, he felt that Zhang Jiehua, who was beside him, was also there. Then came the players behind, catching up one after another.

    "How is it? How much did you run?" A voice from the crowd shouted first, obviously many people care about the 200m result this time.

    "The first track 25 seconds 68, the second track 25 seconds 91, the third track 26 seconds 02, the fourth track 24 seconds 98, the fifth track 24 seconds 71, the sixth track 25 seconds 29 , the seventh track 25 seconds 67."

    As the results came out, everyone exclaimed again, and some PE teachers couldn't help but go over to the referee to look at the results again.

    The results of the fourth and fifth courses are too different from the results of other people, and even a little exaggerated has reached a gap of 1 second. It's not 400 meters, it's not 1000 meters, it's 200 meters.

    The performance of the junior high school students at this stage has not undergone any training, 25 seconds to 26 seconds is very good, and being able to run within 25 seconds is already very game.

    Especially the fifth course, 24.71 seconds, this result is not far from the level of the second-level athletes, and many onlookers PE teachers looked at Su Zu and their eyes changed.

    In the middle schools in Wuxing County, there are not many sports students who can reach the level of second-level athletes in sprinting every year. If you have the opportunity to get good training guidance, a first-level athlete, or even a national athlete level, is possible.

    Before the finish line, Su Zu put his hands on his knees, panting violently. For him, running 200 meters is much more tiring than 100 meters, and this kind of exhaustion does not mean that the distance is doubled, and the exhaustion is doubled, but at least it is magnified by more than three or five times.

    The endurance test of 200 meters is not the same as 100 meters. The large amount of lactic acid produced by the muscles caused by long-term anaerobicity makes the calf rise faintly.

    "Also...you still won."

    Zhang Jiehua on the runway next to him stood up straight, with both hands on his waist, his chest and abdomen undulating like a bellows, obviously not too tired.

    "Your future career is too scary. I pulled you away so much that I almost caught up with you."

    After taking a long breath, Su Zucai slowly stood up and watched Zhang Jiehua speak slowly.

    "It's useless, I still can't run away from you." Zhang Jiehua struggled for a while, and finally sighed helplessly. He was already working **** this trip just now, and he felt that he had done his best, but unfortunately he was still a little short.

    The current results have broken through the two previous results in the school sports meeting.

    "Please, I'm the No. 1 in the County Games, and you are No. 2. What else do you want?"

    "Under one person, above ten thousand people."

    "Hahaha, you can think so. However, you still have the long jump, you can try, maybe you have the chance to be crowned king."

    "You're right, you didn't participate in this. Looks like my chance has come."

    Su Zu and Zhang Jiehua competed against each other several times.

    Of course, to a large extent, the current Su Zu has the mentality and experience of later generations, and has been in contact with all kinds of people. Can calm down to face a little arrogant young man.

    Sports competition, Su Zu never thought about letting Zhang Jiehua win or something, but he tried his best not to make the atmosphere dull.

    Thinking back to the first school sports meeting, after Zhang Jiehua lost, he didn't even see anyone and hid somewhere.

    Young man, either keep winning, or just get used to losing...