just to make those dreams come true

Chapter 162 Asian Championships ([-])
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The residence of the Huaxia delegation.

At the end of the day's game, Yu Weili, as the team's current on-site person in charge, is arranging the delegation's personnel.Athletes must make arrangements first, the physical therapy that should be physical therapy, and the rest that should be rested.After that, I need to communicate with several coaches about tomorrow's game.The most important thing is Xiao Lin's matter, he can feel that Xiao Lin seems to be struggling with some problems.

"Director Yu, these two are official reporters of the Asian Amateur Athletics Federation. They want to interview Zhao Lin and Yang Zuyao of our team."

At this time, a delegation led two people to find Yu Weili. After talking about the situation, he added: "If possible, they still want to interview Coach Xia Lin. They have contacted Director Luo. Where is Mr. Feng?" I called for instructions. The leader meant that we should cooperate as much as possible without affecting the normal rest of the athletes!"

Yu Weili frowned slightly. If it was other reporters, and he knew that even domestic CCTV reporters would not rush to the station to disturb the rest of the athletes during the game break, even if one or two appeared, he might be able to prevaricate them directly.

But it was the official reporter of the Asian Amateur Athletics Federation who came.The Asian Amateur Athletics Federation is the organizer of the Asian Athletics Championships, and the China Athletics Association is one of the member countries.The official reporter of the organizer still needs to give some face.

"Okay, let's go to the rest area." Yu Weili pondered for a while, pointed to the rest area in the distance, then waved and called the relevant personnel, approached behind Lin's screen, and said softly: "Xiao Lin, the official reporter of the Amateur Athletics Federation wants to interview You guys, take it easy!"

"Interview?!" Lin Mu looked at Zhao Lin and Yang Zuyao beside him and nodded noncommittally.

"Are you ready?" Yu Weili continued in a low voice: "However, generally such official reporters don't ask many sharp questions, and the general ones are relatively vague."

"Xiao Zhao, Xiao Yang, whatever the reporter asks later, deal with it casually. Xiao Lin, I'll leave it to you! Come find me when you're done, let's talk!" Yu Weili handed over the matter to Lin Mu with confidence, and turned around Just go to arrange other things, it's just a small scene, it's time for Kobayashi to learn to deal with the outside world as the representative of the track and field team!
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rest area,
The interview has been going on for a few minutes, a young female reporter is interviewing Yang Zuyao with vague topics.For example, how did you feel when you lost the 200-meter semi-final, and whether you have the confidence to achieve better results in the next competition.Another example is the feeling when winning the [-]-meter championship in the World Championships, whether it represents the progress of Asian track and field.The topic is very normal, and it is also in line with the official way of the Athletics Federation.However, the state of this reporter is very interesting. From Lin Mu's point of view, no matter how you look at it, he feels a little absent-minded.

Lin Mu shook his head secretly, what is this called.

"Mr. Yang, thank you for accepting our interview?" The female reporter ended Yang Zuyao in a very public manner, smiling professionally.

"Mr. Zhao, hello, we..." It was another interview with almost no suspense, full of routines. In short, the athletes who achieved results in the world competition belonged to China and Asia.Compared with Yang Zuyao, Lin Mu felt that the reporters paid more attention to Zhao Lin. No matter how weak Asian track and field was, [-] meters would always have his influence.

"Xiao Zhao, Xiao Yang, go to Lao Bai first, he knows how to arrange for you, I don't want to go to the gym today. Rest more, go!" After the interview with Zhao Lin and Yang Zuyao, Lin Mu told them to disperse Finally, Lin Mu was the last to face the reporter who had always been formulaic.

"Coach Lin, or to use Chinese custom, I should call you Coach Lin!" He spoke Chinese with a slight Fujian-Vietnamese accent, but his pronunciation was clear.

Lin Mu looked at the female reporter, his face remained unchanged, but he was a little surprised in his heart. He didn't expect that the female reporter's Chinese was okay, and she had never used Chinese before.

"My mother is from Huaxia Fujian, and my father is from Malaysia. My mother taught me Chinese since I was a child, and I like Chinese too. I think I should use Chinese when interviewing you!" As if feeling Lin Mu's surprise, After the female reporter explained, she continued, "Let me introduce myself formally. My Chinese name is Lin Wenyue. I am the official reporter of the Asian Amateur Athletics Federation."

With a smile, the female reporter stood up and stretched out her hand naturally.

Lin Mu stretched out his hand while thinking about it, and then everything seemed to be normal, and the interview went smoothly. Let’s talk about the feelings of bringing out the world champion, talk about China’s historical breakthrough in the World Championships, and whether there is any promotion. Regarding the development of Asian track and field, etc., it is of course necessary to talk about Lin Mu's personal ideals, as well as the 400-meter run he ran before.For the ranking prospect, the mood of participating in the Asian competition as a coach and an athlete, and so on.

Compared with the previous Zhao Lin and Yang Zuyao, Lin Mu's interview time was obviously slightly longer. In the end, it even started to involve Lin Mu's personal life.Lin Mu finally prevaricated and called a stop.

The female reporter did not bother, and the interview ended in a very friendly and harmonious atmosphere!

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September 2003, 9, Rizal Athletic Stadium, Philippines.

Compared with yesterday's scene, today's stadium can be described as full of people.Regardless, it's the first big game of any major tournament.

A corner of the stands,
In the crowd of the Huaxia delegation, Lin Mu leaned against the guardrail, looking at the track in the stadium.But his eyes were divergent, and he obviously didn't pay much attention.

At the end of the interview yesterday, after arranging the athletes, he discussed his thoughts with Yu Weili, and finally he decided that he had to make some decisions.The time of the conversation was not too long. According to Yu Weili, first he had to make it clear, and then he still had to communicate with Feng Yong, and then he could talk about other things.After a series of events, Lin Mu didn't think much about the interview.

Not long ago today, when a reporter from CCTV came to do a pre-match interview, he suddenly remembered yesterday's interview, especially the female reporter's inexplicable smile at the end, and he always felt that something was wrong.He recalled the content of yesterday's interview, carefully pondering whether he said something sensitive that shouldn't be said.

"Xiao Lin, what are you thinking? Director Yu is calling you!" A chubby hand waved in sight, and Liu Ren's voice interrupted Lin Mu's thoughts.

Lin Mu came back to his senses and shook his head secretly. It shouldn't be a sensitive topic, forget it, don't think about it!
"Director Yu, I'm sorry, I just lost my mind on something!" Lin Mu apologized.

"Xiao Lin, are you still thinking about it? You said yesterday, we will talk about it after this game and return to the team." Yu Weili greeted him. He thought that Lin Mu was still thinking about what he talked about yesterday. In fact, after Lin Mu and Yu Weili talked He didn't think about it any more. In short, he will finish this race anyway. After running, he needs to take another step to confirm his true thoughts.As for what will happen in the end, as long as the decision is made, it doesn't matter whether the matter is correct or not!Just go ahead with your own ideas!
Yu Weili looked at Lin Mu, and found that he was much more relaxed than Lin Mu gave him yesterday, and his heart relaxed, so he continued: "The finals are about to start, don't think about it! It's not a big deal, just You have a lot of ideas. Too much thinking is a good thing, and sometimes it is a bad thing. Let’s see, Xiao Yang just ran 200 meters not long ago, is there any problem now?!”

"Xiao Lin, I remember that you seem to be able to come up with something just by thinking about it in a daze. In the first half of the year, you made a lot of grand prix. Did you figure out something again?" Liu Ren asked jokingly.

"There's no need to think about it. It's almost time for the game. It's useless even if it's a little bit. Let's see how they play!" Lin Mu knew that Liu Ren was joking, so he just said casually: "They are all in good condition. The injury is healthy, the morale is high, Xiao Zhao is fine. Although Xiao Yang ran 200 meters, but the strength of the team is the same, and the second half of the run is closed. In addition to keeping the technical movements unchanged, the strength and physical exertion are actually exhausted. It’s not big. It’s no problem to run 100! Also, I seem to see the flames on Xiao Chen’s side. The morale is high! This final is going well!”

Meng Shaoqiang smiled when he heard the words, they are indeed all good!The two people in front did not say anything.Just looking at Chen Jianhai, as the person who knows Chen Jianhai best, he can certainly tell that Chen Jianhai is in good condition now.If you can't get an ideal result, then it's okay, do your best and obey the destiny!

After Yu Weili touched his head habitually, he said with a smile: "They are indeed good, and Xiao Chen is also good. We are waiting to see their finals. The time is coming!"

"Athletes are here~"

A staff member of the delegation suddenly yelled, and everyone couldn't help but cast their eyes on the arena at the same time.On the other side of the stadium passage, the athletes entered the field.The [-]-meter final of the Asian Championships is about to begin!

18:55pm.

The conference broadcast was introducing the contestants in strange language. Zhao Lin looked at the audiences on both sides who were different from yesterday's emotions, and even a lot of excited audiences. All players are more enthusiastic.In short, now we finally have the atmosphere that international competitions should have.

"The first way, from..."

"Second way, from"

"Course 10, World Athletics Championships, men's 1-meter champion, [-]-meter Asian record holder, Asia's No. [-] within [-] seconds, first in the preliminaries and semi-finals, Zhao...Lin from China!"

Zhao Lin listened very hard to the introduction of the athletes on the live broadcast. Recently, he often followed Yang Zuyao to learn English, and occasionally went to fight with Yin Hanzhao. Who is the real student of the athlete?Of course, the main ones are simple ones, such as those usually used in conference presentations.It can be said that now he can understand more or less.

But now, after listening to it for a long time, he finally confirmed that it was in English. He couldn't help but smile in his heart. This accent is really a bit ethnic.He introduced his name twice, and he understood it. As for those prefixes and suffixes, he didn't understand it, but it shouldn't be a bad word just to speak with such passion.The Filipino audience is not enthusiastic, and the live broadcaster who wants to face the public should not be too obvious.

Turning to the direction of the camera, Zhao Lin politely raised his hand to greet the audience and the camera.

"Fifth track, World Athletics Championships, men's half-meter semi-finals, men's 200-meter champion, 200-meter Asian record holder, Yang... Zu... Yao from China!"

Yang Zuyao smiled and waved around. He could understand the awkward English. This kind of introduction did not happen in the previous 200-meter preliminaries.But it feels pretty good. After coming to the Philippines for a few days, except for the occasional reporter rushing to the station and rushing to his side, it was the first time he felt like a star on the track.

From the first track to the eighth track, players from all over the world finished their introductions on the radio, and the referees began to signal the players to take their positions.

The arrangement of the final races, according to the usual practice, is ranked according to the results of the semi-finals. Zhao Lin is the first in the semi-finals and ranks fourth. Ranked second, Chen Jianhai is separated by a runway on the left.

Zhao Lin scanned left and right, looked at Chen Jianhai, and looked at Yang Zuyao.As if feeling Zhao Lin's gaze, Chen Jianhai and Yang Zuyao also looked over, and when their eyes met, they both understood the meaning in each other's eyes.

From the inspection registration to the arena, they have not communicated with each other, even yesterday they did not exchange ideas on the finals.But once they made eye contact, they all understood that this was a game to prove Huaxia and themselves.

"On your marks"

The international common password is still awkward, and the sideline starter gave a signal.

The eight athletes walked to their respective positions from the active body, and landed in front of the starting line one after another, bending over, squatting and kneeling down.The originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Those who can participate in the finals are all the current top athletes in Asia, and they are all outstanding players in their respective countries. Everyone has their own aura, which is the temperament of an athlete that naturally develops after standing at a certain height.

After the last check, the referee made a gesture to the starter after he was sure that there was no mistake.

The starter raised his starting gun and began to prepare to shout the password.

"Breathe slowly, calm down..."

On the starting line, after Chen Jianhai adjusted the position of his feet on the starting block, he lowered his head and began to adjust his breathing rhythm.Compared with the Asian Games, the Asian Championships are completely incomparable in terms of scale, size, and importance.Let alone the World Championships!But this time participating in this competition, he was even more nervous than before.

Leaning over and lowering his head, Chen Jianhai's breathing became more and more even and slender as he watched his fingers pressed against the starting line.

In the second race, he ranked fifth in the preliminaries, 10 seconds, reminding him all the time that the gap is getting bigger and bigger.Especially when he saw the relaxed appearance of Zhao Lin and Yang Zuyao, how could he calm down in his heart.

"Don't compare yourself with others. Your stage is not here. In the future, you have to stand in the whole country, in Asia..."

Bending down and kneeling on the ground, Chen Jianhai once again remembered what Meng Shaoqiang had said to him when he first met Meng Shaoqiang.At that time, he had just entered the national team and was cautious, always looking at other people's results compared to his own.Over the past few years, he has been training hard and competing hard. The situation is just as Meng Shaoqiang said. He has stood in the country and in Asia. Although he has not yet won the Asian championship, he is confident...

For several consecutive years, he stepped on countless seniors and peers and became the No. 1 in the [-]-meter sprint in China.

Starting last year, his coaches, including him, felt that the 23-year-old was about to reach his peak.However, things are always impermanent, just like he once stepped on countless people to the front stage, a temporary athlete who was picked up from the training ground by a temporary coach walked in front of people.

In the football world, there is a Murphy's law, the more people don't want him to appear, often the final result will inevitably appear.He had thought that at the end of his career, he would be overturned by a newcomer.He thought about ending his career after the peak and before the decline, and he didn't want to look down at the figure of the younger generation.But Zhao Lin's sudden birth came too early, too fast, and he was caught off guard!
Now he feels that he can't catch up, even that little big brother, he can't catch up either.The coach talked to him a lot before the game. He understood what the coach meant, and he didn't have any psychological pressure. He thought about being overtaken and crushed countless times, and it was not unacceptable.

However, I am still young. Although I have many old injuries, I can still run. I can't compete for the first and second, but I will still fight.No longer the best [-]-meter sprinter in China, I still want to prove that I am one of...

From the corner of his eye, Chen Jianhai glanced at the blurry figure on his right, wearing a white sprint suit.

The third way, the Japanese, Shinji Asahara, an old opponent, my opponent in the final? !
Various thoughts flashed through his mind, the starter had already started shouting the password, Chen Jianhai immediately withdrew his nerves.Just like him, the other 7 people are also concentrating on their preparations, the competition is about to start!

　Two chapters today, the old rules for the next chapter are 16 o'clock

　　
　
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