Deliberately attack

Chapter 189 The Unyielding Soul

Jun Pang also followed suit, "When Xun Lang comes back, are you going to get back together?"

Things are done with secrets, and words are lost with words.

None of these dog men is his confidant, of course Tang Yili will not tell them.

Tang Yili casually replied, before they could ask again, everyone's attention returned to the big screen.

On the huge screen with narrow borders, there is a piece of blue water, and the national flag and English name are constantly displayed. This international competition suddenly makes people nervous.

Until the close-up of Xun Lang's face was shown on the big screen, there was a burst of applause in the bar.

Xun Lang still has a poker face, with a stern face, a high nose bridge, raised slightly at a steep angle, black electroplated swimming goggles, covering the light in his eyes, but his whole body carries an inviolable firmness.

He is like the redemption of love and desire, standing naked on the starting platform, with his hands down, looking into the distance, his thin lips slightly pursed.

Feng Yiman was so excited that he jumped up and shouted Xun Lang to come on, as if she was there.

The preparatory whistle sounded, a sharp and short sound that irritated the nerves, and only Tang Yili knew that her hands were already covered in sweat.

Before the electron gun, a sound recorded on the scene could be faintly heard, Ready——

Bang.

With a uniform movement, everyone plunged into the water, dived, and then stepped out of the water. After 20 meters, they began to distance themselves. Xun Lang was in the middle and led the way. After 50 meters, he touched the wall and turned over without any splash. , just sneaked for more than half of the way, and in the last half, he didn't even amplify his moves, all the way to the end at a constant speed.

Xun Lang took this gold medal easily.

After he went ashore, he took off his swimming goggles without even looking at the timing card, held it in his hand, and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking, leaving only a muscular back for the camera.

In the bar, everyone seemed to have watched the finale of a cool novel, applauding happily, and saying, as expected of Xun Lang, the Asian Flying Fish didn't call it for nothing.

With this gold medal as a foundation, Tang Yili's heart became much more stable. While waiting for the next final for an hour, she went to the bar to help make beer.

One cup after another, until Feng Yiman came to call her.

"The 200-meter final has begun, come on."

Tang Yili quickly took out a tissue, wiped off the remaining liquor, and hurried back to the booth facing the big screen.

Shen Lang and Jun Pang gave up the best seats together, one to the left and the other to the right, and said with a smile, "Come on, sister-in-law."

Tang Yili glared.

Feng Yiman led her and sat in the middle, "Don't pay attention to these men."

Everyone laughed, and turned their gazes back to the screen—where the names of the contestants happened to be displayed.

"Hey, there are two Chinese teams." Jun Fatty said.

Tang Yili's heart tightened. She didn't look at the name, but just looked at the figure, and she recognized the other one as Zhan Yixuan. In the last World Championships, Zhan Yixuan won the gold medal in this event. This time in the Olympics, he is naturally Hot to win.

He is also a strong competitor of Xun Lang.

Shen Lang couldn't help sneering, "Some have watched this game." After saying this, he found Tang Yili was looking at him, and then said with the usual expression: "Competitive sports, it's normal to win and lose, take it easy."

Of course he knew about Zhan Yixuan's nasty things, and although he despised him, he was still sweating for Xun Lang, but he didn't want to infect Tang Yili with his emotions, so he simply shut up.

Going on the road, standing on the starting platform, is a familiar and never more familiar preparatory posture.

set off!

The 200-meter butterfly is a purely ability-based event, which combines the double torture of anaerobic and long-distance aerobic, so dabbling in this event can be said to be the most ruthless among ruthless people.

As soon as Xun Lang set off, his advantage was not obvious. He was almost shoulder to shoulder with Zhan Yixuan on the next-door track. The two moved forward at the same frequency, and there was no difference at all. After the first 50 meters, Xun Lang was slightly ahead.

This kind of lead is too weak, thanks to the TV broadcast, coupled with the real-time speed description——

Xun Lang advances 1.66 meters per second;
And Zhan Yixuan refreshes back and forth between 1.65 meters and 1.66 meters.

Calculated, the difference between the two is only 1 centimeter every two seconds, which shows the fierce competition.

When he swam to the third 50 meters, Shen Lang slapped his thigh beside him, "You should slow down! If you have an advantage at this time, you should slow down and increase your breathing rate to relieve the pain of hypoxia. Otherwise, what about the last lap?" Hold on!"

Tang Yili looked at Shen Lang in panic, and then quickly stared at the screen.

Xun Lang is still advancing at a speed of 1.66, while Zhan Yixuan has slowed down, but is still stuck in the No.2 position. His intention is quite obvious, that is, waiting for the opportunity to start to exert strength in the last lap.

Tang Yili shook her hands and clasped them together.

She suddenly felt that her previous thoughts were ridiculous - as long as she got a gold medal, she wouldn't have to be afraid of cyberbullying?
This is the highest podium in the world. How could one be satisfied with satisfying others after using one's youth to step onto this field? !
Not to be bullied by the Internet, what kind of goal is this.

It's really ridiculous!

What other people think and do is simply noise.

Xun Lang is fighting for himself, his ambition is not just a medal.

Not slowing down is Xun Lang's self-esteem as a professional athlete;

Not slowing down is the dream that Xun Lang strives for with all his might!
Tang Yili burst into tears.

She suddenly understood a little bit that all the ease in this world is just an illusion, but it is actually full of unyielding efforts behind it.

Xun Lang is that unyielding person.

Finally, the race came to the last lap.

Tang Yili was trembling uncontrollably. He reached out to hold the water bottle on the table, and found that his fingers were as hot as the ice water. He gave up again, retracted his hand, and watched the game seriously.

As Shen Lang said, Zhan Yixuan made great efforts in the future.

As soon as he came up, he was very aggressive. He quickly increased his speed to 1.70 and chased him closely. Xun Lang was also speeding up, but his stamina was obviously not as good as that of Zhan Yixuan, and the highest speed was only 1.68 m/s.

There was only half a body gap between the two, but Zhan Yixuan gradually caught up.

Even a careless person like Jun Fatty screamed nervously: "Damn, is it okay, this weak lead, we can catch up soon!"

"Hurry up, brother!"

The last ten meters left.

The yellow line of the world record began to be drawn over and over again on the screen. Xun Lang pressed on the yellow line and moved forward. The commentary on the TV suddenly raised his voice and said.

"Whether it is Xun Lang or Zhan Yixuan, they are the top athletes in our country with the highest level. This gold medal can already be determined to be ours. In addition, we can also look forward to whether there is a new world record... until the last five rice..."

"five four three two one!"

There was not even a second of pause, and Tang Yili couldn't even find his own breath——

"Xun Lang! Gold medal!"

(End of this chapter)