Run Out of My Life

    Su Zu walked out of the rest area, the stadium was still terrifyingly hot.

    Another message of the women's 100m final was broadcast on the radio. A little girl surnamed Chen broke the competition record again with a time of 11.55 seconds.

    "When did the record of the Chinese Games become so worthless." Before walking to the starting area of ​​the final, Su Zu heard the inspector who checked his information mutter in a low voice.

    "11 seconds 55, girls are so good!" Su Zu couldn't help but stunned, it is no exaggeration to say that ordinary girls need at least 167 seconds to run 100 meters, and the speed of 11 seconds 55 is replaced by He came to run six or seven months ago, but he may not be able to run. It's a pity that I didn't pay much attention to which one it was when I was in the rematch. I don't know what kind of man a girl can run with such a result.

    Before the starting area, the men's 100-meter finalists were all in place, each on their own track, simply moving their hands and feet.

    According to the results of the rematch, Su Zu was assigned the seventh track, and the Guangdong player Liang Junxin, who broke the men's 100m record before Su Zu, was in the fifth track. The other players from each group are not bad.

    The men's 100-meter record in the Chinese Games is 10.50 seconds, which is just at the watershed of the elite level. At present, only Liang Junxin and Su Zu have run in the preliminaries, but the other players are basically in In the interval of 10 seconds 6 to 10 seconds 8, no one can tell whether there are some reservations in it, and they are ready to explode in the small universe in the finals.

    After all, the players participating in the Chinese Games are not professional athletes, so there is too little information to know. If it is the Asian Games World Championships and Olympic Games, before the start of the competition, the players already have various competition experiences. They have some understanding of each other's strength.

    The starter signaled the runners to take their place, and the runners who relaxed their joints before and after the starting area to prepare for the activities also returned to their respective starting lines one by one and began to bend down and squat.

    Su Zu pressed his hands on the rubber track in front of the starting line, and felt hot. A competitor on the track next to him was even more exaggerated than him. He seemed to be caught off guard and was burned. He pressed his hand on the track and picked it up and tossed it.

    Such a small action is a matter of blinking an eye. The finalists quickly adjusted their state and listened to the starting gun without distractions.

    Joina, a famous American women's sprinter, said in an interview that in the 100-meter sprint, there is nothing more important than listening to the sound of the starting gun. You can't do anything before the gun sounds.

    Being able to stand on the starting line of a final, the strength of all the players is basically close to the same level, and the gap will not be too big. Any little bit of play will decide the final outcome.

    In daily life, it is normal to be distracted or slow to react for 0.5 seconds and 1 second. You call a person's name, and he will answer you and give you feedback every 0.5 seconds and 1 second, and you won't notice it at all. In the sprint competition, this time is greatly magnified. It may take 0.5 seconds to start the reaction, which is enough for the runners in your group to complete the first one or two steps of acceleration, and go out several distances.

    In IAAF competitions or some large-scale games, because each track is far away from the starting gun, in order to make up for the slight gap in the transmission of the starting gun sound in the air, there are special A small speaker is set up. Electronic equipment is used to ensure that the players can hear the gunshots at the same time.

    Of course, this Chinese Games has not been equipped with such perfect equipment, and it is not a top-level game. The difference in the transmission of gunfire in the air can be ignored.

    "Everyone take your place...prepare..." The starter started shouting the password when the contestants were in place.

    Before the starting line, all the runners followed the sound of the password, their bodies also bowed, and the center of gravity of the human body fell on the forearms and front legs.

    "Pop!"

      The muscles in the chest, abdomen and back swelled up instantly.

    Su Zu stepped on the pedals of the starter, and instantly exerted force. His height is now close to 1.80 meters, which is a few times taller than most finalists of the Chinese Games centimeters, but he was not slow at all in the acceleration stage of the start, and his fast pace gained an advantage after 20 to 30 meters.

    And firmly grasp this advantage, head up straight, swing your arms quickly, and enter the high-speed stage of running on the way. From the corner of his eyes, Su Zu could see that the player on the eighth track on the right had been pulled away by him, but someone on the left still bit him tightly.

    Su Zu can clearly feel that this run is good, the starting reaction is not the fastest, but it is definitely not bad, the acceleration is sufficient, and the rhythm is perfectly controlled, which is a rare peak state of his sprint . But in the same way, when he ran out of the fastest speed of his body, there were still people following him.

    This is the National Games for Middle School Students. Even if there is a gap in the level, almost all the people who come to the competition are the fastest runners of this age.

    "Is it Liang Junxin?" A quick thought flashed by, Su Zu couldn't think of anything else, he abandoned his distracting thoughts and ran frantically, only one thought remained in his mind!

    Rush, Rush, Rush!

    Speed ​​up, speed up, speed up!

    Only the finish line is in sight!

     Possess, bow, press! Crossed the finish line!

    He raised his head again to stabilize his body's center of gravity, bursting out too fast, his body swayed slightly when crossing the line, and the powerful inertial force pushed his body and ran four times even after crossing the line The 50-meter distance buffer stopped.

    10 seconds 39!

    A new record for the men's 100-meter dash in the National Middle School Games!

    At this time, the Hedao City middle school student team was instantly boiling, and the players who came to the competition together burst into applause. This is an individual honor, as well as a collective honor.

    The team leader Wen Rongguang roared, and the whole person almost jumped up. It seemed that all the pressures he was under had to take this opportunity to vent.

    Behind Wen Rongguang, the male coach Liu Jian, who had no sense of existence, laughed, and excitedly punched another male coach Zhang Yuhui next to him, and was immediately grinned by the other side. With a slap on the arm, the two looked at each other and giggled happily. The female teacher Xu Wenqing covered her mouth slightly, and seemed to be infected by the fierce competition atmosphere.

    The moment Zhen Long saw Su Zu winning the first place in the viewing area, he was so excited that he ran back and forth, shouting "Brother Zu, mighty!" Having done two cartwheels, it seems that this is not enough to release the excitement at the moment.

    Only Su Zu's head coach Li Zhizhong, with a smile on his face, clapped indifferently, but his shirt was already soaked in the back where no one could see it, revealing the inside Silhouette of white vest.

    The charm of sports competition, the joy of winning the championship, exploded instantly!

    At the same time on the other side, a slightly bald man from Guangdong Province threw the mineral water bottle with half a bottle of water left on the ground. a kick. The mouth of the bottle burst, and the mineral water bottle cap and water splashed a meter or two away.

    "I...I..."

    Zhang Quanshan was stunned, and after saying two words in a row, I didn't shout out the latter particle.

    After several seconds, she suddenly seemed to remember something, and hurriedly took out a flipped Motorola from the belt where she put her clothes on.

    "Coach Zhuang? I mean... ah... No, Su Zu, I said Su Zu, he ran the national Chinese Games record... result? How much did you run? 10 seconds 39 …”

    Su Zu stood in the middle of the runway, breathing heavily. Just now, because I ran too fast, I almost hit the javelin area of ​​the next field race. Fortunately, a staff member stopped him.

    Looking up, there are not many people in the stadium, there are no thousands of lights, and there are not countless spectators cheering, but there are still some people who are rejoicing for themselves.

    The ascetic training since rebirth, the robot-like work and rest, felt worth it at this moment.

    Win!

    This Chinese Games is still a small stage, and I will continue to embark on a bigger arena!

    I come, I see, I conquer!