DreamersGN Chapter 207\\r
Chapter 207\\r
At ten o'clock in the morning, the game officially started.
Lin Feng has already stood at the starting line, and his starting position is the third lane.
There are green faces on both sides. At his age, he is considered old among athletes.
"You are... Brother Lin?" The athlete on the left stared at Lin Feng for a while, and finally asked uncertainly.
It is true that Lin Feng has changed a lot.
The original long hair was gone, and it was cut into short hair.
Moreover, as an athlete, especially a new athlete like this, I train almost every day, and occasionally I have time to rest and make up for sleep.
"Yes, it's me."
"Wow, it's really Brother Lin."
The other athletes also noticed it, and looked over here one by one.
The starter coughed and reminded: "The game is about to start."
Everyone recovered their minds, but they were still very happy.
I actually ran on the same track as Ringo!
"Everyone take your place!"
The starter shouted, and everyone cheered up.
next moment.
"Bang 16!"
The starting gun sounded.
The first official competition belonging to Lin Feng has begun.
The gunshots sounded, and Lin Feng rushed out immediately.
Coach Fan and others off the field are also observing.
Seeing Lin Feng running out, Coach Fan nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, the starting reaction speed is much faster."
Xiao Yang said, "How do I feel, Brother Lin ran so fast today."
"It's pretty fast."
This kind of subtle difference, ordinary people can't feel it, but they are professional athletes, and they still feel it very clearly.
It can be clearly compared that Lin Feng's speed is a little faster than usual.
"Lin Feng has started!"
In the program group, Coach Zhou was responsible for the task of explaining: "His starting reaction is very fast. I estimate it should be around 0.18 seconds. This is a very good result, and it is close to the standard of international track and field athletes."
"His starting momentum is very good, the speed in the front section is very fast, and the cadence and arm swing are not disordered. It seems that a week of assault training has allowed him to find his own rhythm. For an athlete, finding a It's not easy to get his rhythm right, but he's obviously doing a good job."
"It's more than halfway through, and the second half is the time to test an athlete's true strength. The athletes in the eighth and seventh courses are starting to fall behind, and there is a problem with their physical strength distribution. The first half is not obvious, and the second half is It stands out."
Coach Zhou suddenly paused, staring at the screen, Lin Feng, who was riding atop the dust, was a little surprised: "It seems that today's champion is Lin Feng. The gap between the second place and him is gradually widening. The difference is about one meter. On a 100-meter runway, ten centimeters is an insurmountable distance, especially when there are only the last tens of meters left, this gap is almost impossible to make up.”
"The last 30 meters are left, let's see what kind of result Lin Feng can get in the end."
Everyone stared nervously at the screen.
100 meters, even if you run a little slower, it will only take 11 seconds.
This is a very short time.
Lin Feng ran so fast that he seemed to be the only one left on the entire runway.
Coach Fan was very nervous and excited, looking at Lin Feng who was speeding on the runway with anticipation.
Looking at Lin Feng who was obviously faster than usual during training, Coach Fan suddenly thought of what Lin Feng said to him half an hour ago.
"I can run in ten seconds!"
That sentence, Lin Feng's tone is very positive.
And he didn't take it seriously.
But now, he has a hunch, Lin Feng, he... It seems that he can really accomplish this goal.
Under such intense attention, Lin Feng finally passed the finish line.
On the timer at the finish line, several numbers are listed, so eye-catching that it is impossible to ignore.
9.88!
These three figures, so dazzling, attracted everyone's attention.
The live room was quiet for a few seconds.
"Worth slot!"
"Brother Lin ran in ten seconds!"
"So fast!"
"This...is the timer accurate?"
"Accurate batch, this is an electronic timing, it is extremely accurate!"
"Brother Lin, my brother Lin is too good!"
The live room exploded.
The barrage is overwhelming.
In the program group, Coach Zhou was also stunned for a few seconds. He picked up the teacup and wanted to drink water to calm down.
But the hand holding the teacup kept shaking.
He felt that Lin Feng was running very fast, but he really didn't expect that he could break 10!
"Lin Feng... did he run into ten seconds?" Zhang Kai asked a little uncertainly.
Although the large characters on the timer are very conspicuous, this is ten seconds!
100 meters in ten seconds!
And it's still the result of a person who has just entered the sports bureau for only a week.
It's so unreal.
"Ten seconds into the run."
Coach Zhou nodded, with uncontrollable excitement in his tone: "It's incredible."
"He did a miracle!"
It may be too much to say a miracle, but Coach Zhou feels that Lin Feng can be described as a miracle.
This is a rookie athlete's miracle.
...
On the sports field, Coach Fan stared blankly, all the sounds in his ears seemed to have disappeared, and there were only three bright red numbers in his eyes.
An indescribable feeling flooded into my heart.
His eyes were suddenly a little sour, and tears welled up at some point.
"Coach Fan, Brother Lin, he ran in ten seconds!"
"He became the fourth athlete in our country to run under ten seconds!"
Xiao Yang's excited voice pulled Coach Fan out of this state.
Coach Fan quickly wiped the corners of his eyes, but nodded and continued: "Okay, okay."
There are not many spectators in this stadium, and there are only more than 1,000 people in total.
220 After Lin Feng's results came out, the outbursts of more than 1,000 people were comparable to tens of thousands of people.
Everyone in the stadium was cheering Lin Feng's name.
Every athlete looked at Lin Feng with envy and admiration in their eyes.
Running under ten seconds is the dream of every sprinter and the goal of their sports career.
Lin Feng walked off the venue and came to the auditorium.
"Coach Fan, I ran in ten seconds." Lin Feng said confidently with a smile on his face.
"Yes, Not Bad."
Coach Fan patted his shoulder heavily, and said with red eyes: "From today onwards, all your training will be customized for you by me."
Lin Feng asked: "Then other projects..."
"What program do you want to sign up for?"
"200 meters, 400 meters, 800 meters..."
Lin Feng talked about a dozen projects in one go.
Coach Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Let's be less, it's not that I don't let you sign up. The competition time of many events overlaps. You have no skills, how can you participate at the same time?"
"Uh... I didn't consider this, so which ones do you think I should sign up for?"
"Let's go back and talk."
Coach Fan has not stopped him from multitasking. Originally, he thought it was not good for Lin Feng to distribute his energy.
But now he sees Lin Feng's potential.
At present, there is a shortage of track and field talents in China. Lin Feng himself has this meaning, so let him participate in a few more.
It's always good to be able to win a few more medals. .