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Chapter 37 AJR!

"Charge, Wu Jin!"

"rush!!"

"Wu Jin, keep going, Wu! Jin!!!"

"..."

All the players from the Zhejiang Provincial Team stood up involuntarily at this moment.

In his eyes, there was only that figure constantly approaching the finish line.

They roared in the direction Wu Jin was charging, some even waving their hands. At that moment, no one felt they had lost their composure.

When people are in a daze, they don't consider any consequences.

Sun Yang was also raising his hand and shouting.

He forgot about the competition between the two of them and only felt the excitement of his friend's impending victory.

The 50-meter final was truly electrifying; this was the final, especially the final sprint, the roar of the crowd seemed to shake the entire stadium.

Everyone was roaring, and the waves in lane four surged and rushed toward the final pool edge.

Snapped--

Wu Jin was far ahead of everyone else, and when he felt his physical strength was reaching its limit, the firm swimming wall gave him an incredibly reassuring feeling.

We've reached the edge!
end!

Wu Jin was the first to touch the edge, leaping out of the pool with a sudden burst of energy. Her chest heaved violently like a bellows as she instinctively looked at the final score display screen.

A few breaths later, it was Chen Zuo's turn in lane six.

He certainly gave it his all.

"Yes!"

"We won! First place!! Gold medal!"

"Hahaha, awesome!"

"Holy crap, that's incredible!"

"Win the championship! Champion!"

Wu Peng and Yu Cheng roared and hugged each other tightly, singing and dancing, extremely excited for their teammate's victory.

At this moment, Wu Jin felt as if she had won not just a gold medal, but also the honor of Zhejiang Province as a swimming powerhouse that the team had always maintained.

Just this one!
This one aspect alone can help the Zhejiang team avoid being overtaken by the capital city, prevent them from falling to third place, and even—

We can challenge for first place and surpass the Navy, who have always been the strongest swimmers!

Because, in the medal standings, the Zhejiang provincial team is only two gold medals behind the Navy, while they have more silver and bronze medals.

If they get just one more piece, the Zhejiang team will be number one.

And tomorrow there's also the women's 200m freestyle relay, an event that the Zhejiang provincial team excels at.

"too strong!"

"This guy, I never knew he was such a competitive player!"

"Absolutely, the stronger the opponent, the stronger it becomes!"

"Chen Zuo, he's even pushed Old Chen down to second place!"

"Old Chen's shot was definitely fast!"

"Yes, I feel that Old Chen is also holding back a lot of energy. He's playing half a home game and is a three-time gold medalist, so he's in really strong form..."

"Haha, so fierce! I didn't expect to run into a fearless newcomer!"

The Zhejiang team members chatted with the athletes from several other provincial teams, but their eyes kept glancing at the large screen displaying the final results.

Rather than who won first place, the results of today's final are also a major focus for them.

The coaches, sitting in prime positions, were also waiting for this result to emerge.

Everyone stared intently, not even blinking.

Even though Xu Guoyi's disciple won the championship and all the coaches congratulated him, their subconscious behavior after the congratulations was the same.

"Out!"

Swish!
As soon as he finished speaking, a row of red numbers popped up on the large black screen in the swimming pool.

Ranks, Lane Athletes' Results
1 4 Wu Jin 22.62 (AJR)

2 6 Chen Zuo 22.95
3 3 Cai Li 23.02
4 5 Zhou Jiawei 23.09
……

These are the scores and rankings of each contestant in the final round.

Incredibly dazzling!
But amidst this row of red numbers, the three green letters in the fourth row, which were noticeably smaller than the red numbers, stood out sharply in the eyes of everyone present.

AJR!

The abbreviation for Asian Youth Records.

Asia Junior Record!

Along with the time displayed next to it, many people were also shocked.

"How much...how much?!"

Many coaches on the bench stood up.

22.62!

22.62 seconds??
"Holy crap!" Unfortunately, Haibo was uncultured, and he could only say "Holy crap" all he wanted.

Wang Haibo lay on the edge of the eighth lane, panting heavily as he watched the final score being displayed. His mind went completely blank.

At first glance, he thought he was seeing things.

22.62 seconds!
What kind of beast could swim for such an insane amount of time?

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the elementary school student who had just joined their team last month.

Oh, then that's fine.

This guy's potential is something even Lao Xu couldn't predict.

but--

That's a blow!

Wang Haibo looked dejected, and Cai Li's eyes were also momentarily dazed before... he shook his head and laughed.

What else can we do?

Even if you fed him ten more kidneys, he still couldn't swim out. This is a personal best (PB) that is like an insurmountable barrier for him!

Meanwhile, the Zhejiang team members in the stands also looked like they had seen a ghost.

I thought Wu Jin could break the 23-second barrier, but I didn't expect him to break it by so much.

"Is this guy still human?"

"Judging from this, they were clearly holding back in the semifinals and preliminaries, weren't they?"

"They took way too much, and it only took half a second?"

"No, when he was on our swimming team, didn't he always only swim 24 seconds?"

"No wonder Chen Zuo was fighting so hard, yet he still managed to pull ahead by half a step?"

"..."

Wu Peng and the others were cursing and swearing, planning to have a good talk with this little brother later, wondering if he was giving his older brothers face during training.

"22.62 seconds, how many years has it been since anyone swam that time?"

The coaching bench, on the other hand, presents a completely different picture.

"An Asian youth record!"

"We've broken the Japanese record!"

"Haha, I must say, this kid has already broken all the records for Asian Youth, National Youth, and National Junior!"

"Old Xu is about to turn his life around! If this kid is properly nurtured, China's first men's Olympic gold medal is definitely in the bag!"

"It might not be possible next year, but it will definitely be possible in four years!"

"The Beijing Olympics are in four years!"

"Wow, this is considered good!"

The coaches were green with envy at the thought that Wu Jin might win China's first-ever gold medal in men's swimming at the 08 Beijing Olympics, held on home soil.

"Don't praise me! Who knows what things will be like in four years!"

As Xu Guoyi said this, his face crinkled with obvious wrinkles, like those of a chrysanthemum, as he smiled.

He never imagined that Wu Jin could achieve such a result.
It had already made his heart race for quite a while.

Before the race, he didn't even have any expectations for Wu Jin, let alone 22 seconds.

But... it's really different in the world of swimming; geniuses are always like that.

It appeared out of nowhere and remained completely black.

The so-called competitive player.

"Old Han, your disciple is already a world champion at the age of 12. Did I say anything about that?"

Xu Guoyi straightened his expression. Although Wu Jin won the championship, and even broke the Asian youth record, what would the other coaches think if she became too smug?
So he deliberately became modest.

"How can they be the same? I'm a woman, and women face far less competition than men, don't you know that?"

"Anyway, if we nurture them properly, there's hope, absolutely hope!"

The coaches were actually a little envious and jealous, but deep down they were also worried.

Especially national team head coach Zhao Ge.

国内的游泳比赛经常会诞生11、12岁的游泳天才，就比如刚刚徐国艺嘴里的老韩，他的弟子张添翼今年13岁，刚刚女子拿了200米、400米混合泳冠军及50米仰泳的亚军！

Two gold medals and one silver medal.

At last year's Swimming World Cup, she also won two gold medals and one silver medal in these three events.

She was an even more prodigious and talented young girl than Wu Jin is now.

"We can't force them to exert themselves too early just for the sake of results. I'm telling you this: if any of our young athletes get injured again, I will absolutely not let them off the hook!"

Zhao Ge suddenly spoke, and the coaches, who were all preoccupied with their own thoughts, immediately composed themselves.

Such a mood-killing thing could probably only be done by the impartial and incorruptible Zhao Ge.

But the head coach is not their direct superior, and they are not obligated to listen to a national team coach!

"What's the name of that girl from the Liaoning provincial team in the next women's 50m freestyle?"

One of the coaches was quite shrewd and quickly changed the subject.

(End of this chapter)