Following in Bolt's footsteps

Chapter 60 The only chance in this life

October 10, Wednesday, National Day.

This morning, many domestic viewers turned on the CCTV sports channel early to watch the ongoing Incheon Asian Games. Today Wu Ziyi and Xie Zhenye will also be the first to usher in their men's 200m semi-finals.

At 9:45, the men's 200 semi-finals started. Xie Zhenye was placed in the 7th track of the first group, and Wu Ziyi was placed in the 6th track of the second group.Domestic audiences also heard the commentary from old acquaintance Yang Jian.

Xie Zhenye looked very happy in the face of the camera, and Wu Ziyi "brainwashed" him a little earlier, making him happily accept the setting of "extra actor".

Yang Jian: "Track 7, this is Xie Zhenye, a young player from our country. Xie Zhenye is a very hardworking athlete, and his training consciousness is very high."

Amid the cheers and cheers of the audience, the athletes received the "On your marks" command, and Xie Zhenye quickly got ready and waited for the gun to be fired.

Yang Jian: "The level of this group is relatively close. The best times of several athletes are around 20 seconds. Now the athletes are ready, let's take a look at the second group."

"Set!"

The eyes of the audience began to focus on the starting position of the 200 meters, and the audience couldn't wait to see a fierce sprint competition.

But there are always some "accidents" happening on the field. After hearing the "Set" command, Xie Zhenye raised his legs and hips, and his body shook slightly. A jaw-dropping thing happened: before the gunshot, Xie Zhenye did not support his body I fell forward.

Yang Jian: "Hey~ What's going on with Xie Zhenye? How should I judge this? The referee has already issued a preparatory password, but he didn't fire a gun. Let's see how the referee will judge."

Xie Zhenye in the arena tightly pursed his lips. It seemed to outsiders that he was worried that he would be sent off, but anyone who understood knew that he was suppressing a smile.

Not long after, the referee team checked and asked Xie Zhenye to return to the ready position, and then issued the "On your marks" command again.Xie Zhenye scratched his head in bewilderment, trying not to let himself laugh.

Yang Jian: "Fortunately, I only gave Xie Zhenye a warning. Just now the referee walked up to him and took out his pocket. I thought I would get a red card. Fortunately, I only gave a warning, so Xie Zhenye has another chance. .”

"Set!"

Xie Zhenye still didn't perform well, and jumped out again before the gunshot.

"Hey! What's the matter?" Yang Jian said with a smile, and seemed to understand what was going on, but he still took the trouble to "wash the ground" for Xie Zhenye, and continued:
"This morning's game started a little strangely, because Xie Zhenye was in a good state during yesterday's preliminaries. Well, although he didn't feel that focused, he still gave full play to his level during the game. He started today, listened Gun, I can't hold it."

In the arena, the referee walked up to Xie Zhenye and showed him a red card, and Xie Zhenye was sent off.In the process of walking towards the passage outside the venue, he looked back in Wu Ziyi's direction with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

The competition in the arena was also going on. Shota Hancup was the first in the 21″26 group, and soon it was Wu Ziyi’s turn in the second group.

Yang Jian: "The fifth track is Wu Jiafeng from Hong Kong. He once confronted Wu Ziyi at the Kunshan Station of the National Athletics Grand Prix earlier. He is also a young player."

"On the 6th track, Wu Ziyi, a young player from our country, who is not yet 18 years old, set a new Chinese 20-meter record in 31 seconds at the Nanjing Youth Olympic Games last month. And his previous competition has never been There were no mistakes, and I hope he can advance to the final smoothly."

Wu Ziyi didn't do much action in front of the camera, he was full of anger in his stomach and needed to vent urgently.

"The 7th track is the South Korean player Ye Kuihua. He was in a group with Wu Ziyi in the preliminaries, and he was second in the group."

After the on-site commentary finished introducing the players one by one, the referee team quickly gave the "On your marks" command. Wu Ziyi stepped forward with a gloomy face, stepped on the running aid, took a deep breath, and waited for the gun to be fired.

"Set!"

"boom!"

When the starting gun fired, Wu Ziyi quickly ejected and started, his legs twisted and cut quickly. He turned the cremation in his heart into motivation and buried himself in speed.

Yang Jian: "Wu Ziyi's start is good. Let's see how the curve is accelerating. Can he overtake Ye Kuihua? Oh, Wu Ziyi is in good shape today. He overtook Ye Kuihua before halfway through the curve, so he should be able to qualify easily. .”

Wu Ziyi ran very well on the way, and Ye Kuihua, who was also not weak in strength, could quickly overtake him. When he turned into a straight, Wu Ziyi was already 5 positions ahead of Ye Kuihua, not to mention the other players.

"Wu Ziyi's curve opened up a lot of distance. This should be slowing down slowly in the back to maintain his strength for the last 50 meters, eh? Didn't he slow down? He is still striding forward and passing the finish line. Let's see the score. 20 Second 53. Tear - isn't this a bit irrational, it's not necessary to fight like this in the semi-finals."

Wu Ziyi was indeed irrational. Logically speaking, this group had no masters except Ye Kuihua. Even if the two of them wanted to compete, they would keep the time at around 20 seconds.

But Ye Kuihua saw that Wu Ziyi was also working so hard in the future, so he simply gave up competing with Wu Ziyi, and controlled his time to around 21 seconds to cross the line with Saudi player Asubaye.

Seeing Wu Ziyi disobeying his order from yesterday, Yuan Guoqiang was really furious, but he couldn't point at Wu Ziyi and scold his ma'am in full view, he could only forcefully clap his hands and put on a show of laughter.

After Wu Ziyi finished the game, he left the field, and the third group of the semi-final was also going on at the same time. Ogunod easily qualified first in the 20″88 group.

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"Wu Ziyi, what's your situation? You rebelled too, right?" Yuan Guoqiang, who returned to the athletes' village, "interrogated" Wu Ziyi in front of the team members. Run 20 seconds 53 in the final, run a little better in the final, what about tomorrow? Do you still have the strength to promise me that you can play to your full strength in the relay?"

"Yes!" Wu Ziyi replied firmly, "200 and a half hours passed between the 23-meter final and the relay final. I will never delay tomorrow's relay!"

Yuan Guoqiang shook his head: "No, you have to give up on tonight's final!"

"Coach, the superior ordered us to try our best to win the relay gold medal, but they didn't say that we should give up the 200 meters?" Wu Ziyi asked.

Li Qing came out to talk to each other: "Ah Yi, the superior did not explicitly ask you to give up the 200 meters, but the arrangement with your coach Yuan is to ensure that you can perform at the best level in the relay final? You have to do it for everyone Think about it~"

Wu Ziyi refused to accept: "Jamaica's Blake ran 8 shots in the London Olympics. He can also help Jamaica win the 4*100m relay gold medal, and also broke the world record."

Yuan Guoqiang said angrily: "Do you think you are Blake? What level are you?!" He was so angry that he knocked on the conference table hard and knocked down his water glass.

"I'm not Blake, let alone Bolt," Wu Ziyi paused, "but if I don't even have the heart to chase after them, if my heart can't match them, can I still become a top athlete in the future? Can you break through 20 seconds?"

Taking a deep breath, Wu Ziyi continued: "Coach, the life of an athlete is short, no one can be sure whether I have reached the peak now, maybe one day I may abolish my career due to a strain .I—must—have to think if this is my only chance in this life!"

Seeing that Yuan Guoqiang's face seemed to have softened, Wu Ziyi gave him a guarantee: "Coach, I assure you that I will win at least one silver medal in the 200-meter final tonight. If I can't get it, you can directly send me from tomorrow I was replaced on the roster of the relay finals. From now on, if you point me to the east, I will definitely not go west. If you want me to eat shit, I will definitely not drink water.”

"Pfft—" Yuan Guoqiang was amused by these words, "It's alright, alright, we're all disbanded, get out!"

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(End of this chapter)