A gentle breeze blows over the bird's nest, and then it is swept up and away by the sound of boiling.The fastest men in the world come from all over the world to gather in this stadium that embodies the aspirations of the Chinese nation's rejuvenation, to show the world their competition, and to impact the limits of mankind in front of all mankind.In addition to Powell, who was unexpectedly eliminated in the semifinals, the first Bolt, the third Gai Yin, and the fifth Wang Ai stood behind the starting line under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes.Bolt's third track, Wang Ai's fourth track, and Gaiyin's sixth track, each of them got a half-minute close-up of the camera and got a special introduction from the on-site host.Wang Ai, who was in the depths of the sound, could not hear any difference between his treatment and Bolt, probably because the Chinese spirit of hospitality had flare up again.is different from Bolt, who frequently makes expressions when the camera is on, when the camera is focused on Wang Ai, he just looks at the camera "coldly" and focuses on moving his shoulders and back.Although he is still facing the camera, his focus is not on the camera.In the family area next to the stands, Leonie shouted "cool" and hugged her shoulders and cheered, Xu Qinglian turned her head to look at Conse: "Do you think he did it on purpose?
Maintain the style of supergiant?"
Conse wondered, "Why do you think that?
He's an outstanding athlete, an athlete with hard results."
Xu Qinglian smiled and didn't argue, and at this time, Shi Wenjun, who had been whispering to Huang Xin, raised his head: "It's going to start, right?"
Almost as soon as she spoke, the bored host on the TV picked up her voice, and the bird's nest of 80,000 people suddenly fell silent.Eight flyers in front of the runway stepped forward and lowered their bodies at the same time, making final preparations for the start.With the completion of the adjustment of the eight people and the quiet expectation, people's hearts beat suddenly, whether it is outside the stadium or inside the stadium, whether it is the audience or their families, whether it is from all over the world or from all over the world.At this time, the sharp-eyed people suddenly felt as if Wang Ai's body was more "huge" than Bolt's at the moment when they swept the front of the camera?
If you think about it carefully, it seems to be like this, but why didn't you notice it before?
Could it be that the black man was too impressed with his muscular strength?
Too punchy?
Before these people could understand, a crisp gunshot rang out through the quiet bird's nest, and they hurriedly looked back, and saw eight strong men swinging their shoulders vigorously, pulling their hips, and finally transferring the power to their legs, and they pushed hard to accelerate.The slight difference is that compared with Bolt next to him, Wang Ai's movements are much smaller and much faster.Just when people didn't have time to think about what this difference was equal to, it was visible to the naked eye that Wang Ai was ahead, about half a position ahead of the first ten meters, and about a whole position ahead from ten meters to twenty meters.
[To tell the truth,I've been using @@看书追更 recently,Change the source switch,Read aloud with more timbre,.Android and Apple are available.】 】"Wang Ai is ahead, ahead, ahead of Usain Bolt, even if it's just the first twenty meters!"
The sports channel commentator shouted very quickly.At this time, Wang Ai had already run to fifty meters, unlike Bolt, Gai Yin and others, Wang Ai's frequency decreased, his movements became larger, and his pedaling was more powerful, and the whole person was like an active horse running the track, striding forward.It seems to be a replay of the scene of Usain Bolt taking the lead at the Berlin World Championships, but this time it is Wang Ai's turn, full of him and energetic, with the most beautiful attitude to run through the last 50 meters and run across the finish line!
The oncoming wind swept through Wang Ai's armpits, bringing a trace of coolness, he couldn't hear what people were shouting for the time being, and he couldn't see people's faces clearly.When he turned around, Wang Ai was surprised to find that his coach ran so fast, and rushed to the front of him with the wind on the soles of his feet, but unfortunately he was not big enough, so he jumped up and hugged him in a hurry, Wang Ai had to hold the old man's body and listen to his incoherent words.Put down the old man who wiped his tears, and walked up to Bolt who smiled."
Hello, Usain."
Wang Ai opened his arms.Just as Bolt couldn't hear what Wang Ai said, and Wang Ai couldn't hear what Bolt said, they had to extend the hug, and Wang Ai barely heard the intermittent words of congratulations.The bird's nest is boiling, with Wang Ai as the center, the joy of coaches, players, reporters, staff, family members, and spectators is surrounded by layers of joy on Wang Ai.He suddenly remembered what Lao Gao had said when he left Shenyang: "This may be the fastest run in your life, enjoy it."
Yes, I will be 29 years old next year, and there will be no home field advantage in next year's Olympics.Maybe that's my best time in athletics.Wang Ai turned around, ran along the runway to the stands behind him, and waved slowly.He is like a fuel injection pipe, making the flame more vigorous and blazing wherever he goes.Finally running back to the starting place, Zhang Bin pushed Wang Ai to the scoreboard, waving his arms for him to pose.Wang Ai only then remembered that he hadn't seen it yet, so he pressed the scoreboard under the lens of reporters, and looked down sideways and looked back, it was 9 seconds 66 on it!
Joy welled up in my heart.Wang Ai couldn't hold back his smile, this is his result of only running five times in a month in Shenyang, from today on, the 100-meter limit of Chinese and Asians officially opens the era of 9.7 seconds!
Wang Ai, who raised his head again, took a deep breath through his nose, raised his head and closed his eyes for two seconds, exhaled this breath, turned his head to look at the starting line, crossed his waist with his left hand, and pointed to the scoreboard with his right hand."
Now, right?"
In the family area, Xu Qinglian grabbed Kangsi's hand and laughed loudly."
Yes, it's a superstar now, Tiger!"
Kang Si hugged Xu Qinglian and smiled.Since there will be a long jump competition tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, Wang Ai only stayed on the sidelines for five minutes after the medal ceremony and left, and the reporters were helpless in the face of the interview subjects who seemed to have come to the world.Wang Ai just gestured with his eyes, and dozens of staff members rushed from nowhere to disperse the reporter's brigade.What was hateful was that Wang Ai turned around and grinned at them as he left the crowd."
I'm not too upset today, am I?"
Back at the hotel, Wang Ai asked Huang Xin, who had been smiling, "I'm a little too happy today, the reporters asked me to pose on the scoreboard, am I too much?""
Compared to foreign athletes, it's far behind."
Huang Xin put a cup of hot milk in Wang Ai's hand: "It's just a little more self-conscious than you usually are, but tonight you are a god, you are the idol of hundreds of millions of Chinese, if you are still as humble as usual, people will feel that something is wrong.""
Really?"
Wang Ai breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the milk and laughed, "I'm all gods?
Then you won't refuse me, will you?
Come on, dance one for me, little Huang Xin."
Huang Xin immediately stood up: "Don't think I'm not dancing well."
Wang Ai was stunned: "This is not like you."
Huang Xin's eyes were full of affection: "Tonight, no one can refuse you."
I'm stubborn, I'm proud....