my life experience system

Chapter 234: Entering the Dragon and Fighting the Tiger (Please Subscribe)

Although he couldn't sleep, but being forced by the old mother, he could only lie on the bed obediently.

In the afternoon, Zhou Guyuan, who got up early, went to Jiaotong University accompanied by his mother and Zhang Yuxuan.

On the playground, the atmosphere of the finals was quite strong, and it seemed that many people came.

There are even more college students, and more social people coming in from outside the school. Some people even set up stalls near the playground, selling various snacks and mineral water.

However, these people looked like they were ready to run away at any time, they didn't have many things on display, and they kept looking around for fear of being discovered by the school.

As soon as Zhou Guyuan arrived, he was stopped by Zhao Weiguo.

"Why did you run so fast in the morning? Forget it, I didn't want to tell you this. You ran very well in the semi-finals in the morning. The finals will follow this momentum. While maintaining the lead, if possible , it is better to run faster.
There may be unexpected benefits for you, come on! "

Old Zhao's words made Zhou Guyuan and Zhang Ershang puzzled, and asked confusedly what the benefits were.

However, Lao Zhao smiled and said nothing, did not reveal the answer, and looked mysterious.

And Zhang Meiling patted him on the back of the head, training:

"The teacher told you to run faster, so you just run faster. Why do you ask so many questions? Could it be that the teacher will still harm you?"

Zhao Weiguo was immediately baffled by the reprimand for taking retreat as an advance. After thinking about it, Old Zhao said:

"Mother Zhou, don't worry, I've also heard that a big leader seems to be here this time, so Zhou Guyuan, you have to work hard, if you are favored by the big leader, you will probably soar into the sky."

Soar?
Regarding this statement, Zhou Guyuan remained skeptical, because the big leader would at most just let him enter the city's track and field team or the provincial team, but even so, so what?
In China, or in Asia, the shortcomings in sprinting are well known.

At present, there is no person of yellow race who can run within [-] seconds, even if there are very few athletes hovering around [-] seconds or [-].

Maybe a few years later, there will be a hurdler named Liu Xiang, but in the [-]-meter sprint, there is really no such a good athlete.

Therefore, Zhou Guyuan naturally sneered at Zhao Weiguo's words, why did he soar into the sky, enter the city team or the provincial team, aren't they all like birds?
However, even so, there are still many athletes flocking to it. After all, if they enter the provincial team, they will have a solid job, and they will be paid.

The old Zhou's family is not short of money, nor is it short of iron rice bowls, but the only thing they lack is reputation.

Having a mine at home may be a commendatory word in the future, but it is not very good at present.

Mixed reviews!
There are reports in the news that either a person died in a certain mine today, or there was an accident in a certain mine tomorrow.

There are so many such news, how can the public evaluate them better?

Perhaps for the miners, this is the guy they eat, put their heads on their waists, and are ready to sacrifice at any time.

For such a social phenomenon, Zhou Guyuan is still young, unable to control it, and has no such ability.

Now he just wants to do a good job in the [-]-meter final and run out of his own limit.

During the semi-finals in the morning, he lost his temper and broke the record of the city's middle school student sports meeting in one breath, and immediately blasted the big leader out.

Although I don't know who the big leader is, but being treated so seriously by Zhao Weiguo, I think it's not a small name.

However, Zhou Guyuan didn't think too much about it, and with the help of his mother and Sister Xuan, he was pasting the number plate.

Fu Yujie still failed to enter the final after all, he was brushed off with a gap of [-] seconds.

The guy wasn't upset because he made it to the 200m final.

"Xiaoyuan, you have to work hard, the gold medal in the [-]-meter sprint depends on you."

Lao Fu was full of emotions, and he had a feeling that the waves behind the Yangtze River pushed the waves ahead, and the waves before died on the beach.

Although Zhou Guyuan was instructed by Yi Lao, it still seemed quite joyful. The main reason was that Fu Yujie was a head shorter than Zhou Guyuan, and those who patted the latter's shoulder had to stand on tiptoe to pat him.

Both Zhang Yuxuan and Zhang Meiling beside them laughed, and Zhou Guyuan also suppressed his smile and nodded seriously, expressing that he would definitely win the gold medal.

After the inspection was completed, Zhou Guyuan went to the starting point and began to prepare for the warm-up.

In this final, two people from the High School Affiliated to China Normal University entered the final, and one of them was the one who rushed away in the semi-final.

After seeing Zhou Guyuan right now, this person was still very arrogant, "Hey, the semi-finals ran very fast, but the finals are not that simple, so be careful."

"Let him be sideways, the breeze blows over the hills!"

Zhou Guyuan recited a poem expressionlessly, and then ignored him.

"Yo, I didn't expect to be a top student. Although I don't know what the poem you read means, I guarantee you won't win the [-]-meter dash."

For this person's reluctance, Zhou Guyuan didn't even bother to talk to this person, so he made a fool of himself.

"Mr. Referee, this person harassed me and threatened me that I would not win the championship!"

Don't talk too much with Shabi, let someone who can cure Shabi cure him.

Therefore, Zhou Guyuan went directly to the referee at the side, and now it was Shabi's turn to be dumbfounded.

Other athletes who were warming up also stared sideways, but Zhou Guyuan was doing warm-up exercises calmly, completely ignoring the strange eyes around him.

Although, the athlete who ran under 11 seconds in the first group in the morning was also there, and it was the athlete Zhou Guyuan should pay attention to.

However, it's useless to pay attention. It's better to do your own affairs well and run out of No.1, which is the most important thing.

While they were nervously preparing for the warm-up, at the end of the [-] meters, the lame middle-aged man was already waiting.

Compared to the lame middle-aged man who was anxiously waiting, the silver-haired old man sitting on the rostrum was full of energy, looking at the athletes off the stage from time to time, with a lot of smiles on his face.

"Mr. Zheng, we have all notified you, and the teachers of the athletes have also given orders. This [-]-meter final will definitely be very exciting."

A leader of the education bureau sitting next to him spoke cautiously and smiled happily.

"Yeah, although I'm a little anxious, but if I can really discover such a good seedling, it won't be in vain for me to go through this journey."

The silver-haired old man said with a smile, and the other leaders immediately took over, saying no, no, no, two good seedlings have been found in the morning, and there must be no difference.

Several people held the winning ticket, patted their chests and promised their tickets, as if the result of the [-]-meter sprint had already come out.

In fact, the reason why they are so sure is because they have verified many times that the results of the semi-finals have not been falsified in the slightest.

Those physical education teachers at the referee office naturally dare not lie to their leaders, and there is a final, no one wants to lift a rock and shoot themselves in the foot.

They were still chatting casually, and suddenly, the final of the [-]-meter sprint began.

The junior high school group was the first to go to the finals. Originally, the high school group was the most interesting, but the semi-finals in the morning turned everyone's attention on the junior high school group.

Instead, everyone lost interest in the high school group.

The two dark horses in the morning were enough to beat the entire high school group, so it was normal for everyone to stare at the junior high school group.

On one side is the calm high school group, and on the other is the aggressive junior high school group. Obviously, everyone prefers to see the latter.

As the gunshots sounded, the eight athletes ran out, but after a short run, the referee blew his whistle.

Someone ran away!

Zhou Guyuan looked intently, oh, I don’t know about the first run, I heard that he ran 11 seconds in the semi-finals.

If there were not him and another athlete who ran under 11 seconds in this session, I am afraid that the champion would be the one in front of him.

Someone robbed the first shot, and the referee gave a warning.

In the second shot, someone ran away again, and this time the rush was even more excessive. As soon as the referee teacher finished his preparations, he ran out and took everyone out.

There was a lot of boos off the court, and the referee's face turned black.

He warned again, and then prepared for the third shot. This time, the referee didn't know if he was angry because of the two early runs just now, so after preparing, he didn't shoot.

Well, someone snatched it up again.

Well, right now, the leaders on the rostrum are a little dissatisfied.

What kind of plane are you doing?

The eight athletes, except for the three who took the lead, were all full of anger, but they couldn't vent it.

Zhou Guyuan became more vigilant at this time.

He always felt that the opponents made a tactical attack on the people who made a quick run just now, trying to disturb the mentality of him and other athletes.

In this way, the runner may be more calm.

Looking at the other athletes coldly, Zhou Guyuan became calmer.

There are so many twists and turns in such a small competition, what about other higher-level competitions?

After calming down, Zhou Guyuan shut out all other noises and tried to listen carefully to what the referee teacher said.

Getting ready to start again, this time, everyone was staring at the eight athletes, and those who shouted for support stopped talking.

"Everyone on your marks. Get ready"

Bang!
When the gunshot rang out, Zhou Guyuan was the first to jump out.

Running under the sound of gunfire is almost his unique skill, but the referee teacher has nothing to say.

Because, as soon as he pressed the gunshot, Zhou Guyuan started his body just right, with a reaction time of [-] second, super precise, and an amazing start.

The sound of cheering was all over the sidelines, and it was very lively.

All eight athletes were running wildly at an astonishing speed.

Many spectators on the sidelines saw the shadows in front of them flashing away, and then felt a gust of wind passing by.

Maybe the corners of the skirts of the young daughter-in-law were lifted, but everyone didn't notice this scene, but stared at the athletes intently.

The eyes of the silver-haired old man and several leaders on the rostrum brightened, and it seemed that it was really more intense than the semi-finals in the morning.

The lame middle-aged man who was squeezed out of the circle could only find a slightly higher place and stand on his feet to wait and see.

A battle between dragons and tigers that has gone through many preemptions is being staged fiercely. However, it seems that the result is somewhat unexpected.

(End of this chapter)