Let's be a world champion first! [sports]

"Huh? Challenge?" Su Qian was confused.

He did know that after the main match, a challenge match was arranged in this process. The staff who brought him here also introduced the challenge match to him, saying that it was mainly for the audience who also came to watch the match Have fun.

The staff also specially explained to him that during the challenge, he will be the main commentator, asking him to try to encourage the players from the perspective of his peers.

"...Then what about the commentary?" Su Qian was still a little bit unresponsive.

Yang Xiulei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He didn't expect that Su Qian's first reaction was "what to do with the commentary", but he was extremely dedicated.

"Isn't there still me in the commentary?" Yang Xiulei said with a smile.

He originally planned to leave after the sprint-related race was over, but Su Qian's series of performances today made him a little curious.

According to him, there is no need to wait until the Challenger League, maybe it would be good to just take the child to test for a round?

Thinking of this, Yang Xiulei turned around and said, "The morning race is over, or Xiaoqian, are you interested in running on the official track?"

Hearing Yang Xiulei's proposal, Su Qian blinked and his heart moved.

He doesn't care if the challenge is not a challenge, he just really wants to test his own speed and see what kind of results he can achieve on the track in reality.

In his dream, his talent far surpassed the players he saw today.

that……

What about him in reality?

Su Qian was a little ready to move. In the past few years, he would subconsciously ignore his own abilities in his dreams during the day. Never before, would he be so eager to stand on the track and see his own abilities. What is the status.

Yang Xiulei watched Su Qian's expression change from hesitation to anticipation, and his eyes were full of smiles—no matter what Su Qian's performance was, at least one thing is certain, Su Qian has an excellent ability to judge the players' on-the-spot status. talent.

He has already calculated in his heart that this kid Su Qian, no matter what his [-]-meter aptitude is, is a good seed to be a coach. If his talent is better, he can start as an athlete, that would be even better!

Although the audience of track and field is much wider than in the early years, there are still big problems in the combination of domestic track and field theoretical research and track and field practice.

Although the theoretical research of the theoretical research institute is relatively in line with international concepts, the researchers do not have front-line practical experience and front-line teaching experience, and there are great obstacles in communication with the front-line coaches.

Although the front-line coaches have rich experience, the overall concept of grassroots coaches in various regions and sports schools is still relatively backward.

He used to read Su Qian's posts on Track and Field Kingdom. Although he couldn't judge the right or wrong of most of Su Qian's ideas, he still agreed with Su Qian's criticism of some grassroots coaches' conservative ideas.

If such a child can be cultivated well from an early age, starting from the path of an athlete, combining first-line practical experience and advanced theoretical system concepts, then no matter what achievements he can achieve in the competition, at least in the field of coaching. On the road, we will definitely be able to achieve something in the future!

When Yang Xiulei's thoughts turned, Su Qian also replied "Yes" with eyes full of expectation.

In the end, before Yang Xiulei could say anything, a voice suddenly came from the direction of the auditorium not far away.

"What's the point of you going for a test run alone? Or I'll run with you!"

"Eh? Who?" Su Qian turned his head and glanced in confusion, only to see a person who looked familiar but wasn't sure if he recognized him.

However, behind this person stood several students in the uniform of No. [-] Middle School, including his deskmate Wang Xincheng.

and so……

"Xu Zhanjun?" Su Qian asked with some uncertainty.

Xu Zhanjun felt that the kid in front of him with the stupid hair on his head must be trying to annoy him on purpose. He recognized him just now during the game commentary, but now he doesn't know who he is in person? !

Wang Xincheng emerged from Xu Zhanjun's side at this moment, looked at Su Qian and muttered, "Wow, Su Qian, don't you recognize Xu Zhanjun?"

Su Qian scratched his head in embarrassment: "Uh, I'm a little face blind." After thinking for a while, he added: "Only a little bit!"

Xu Zhanjun rolled his eyes - I believe your evil!

He was still a little skeptical about this classmate who was in the same school as him, but had never appeared on the school's track and field team or any track and field competitions of the school.

So when he just came to the auditorium and happened to hear the conversation between Yang Xiulei and Su Qian, he couldn't hold back and opened his mouth provocatively.

Although he told himself in his mind that his personal competitive ability and his ability to observe athletes are two completely different abilities, he still wanted to go on the track to see if his classmate really knew how to run.

Su Qian glanced at Xu Zhanjun's stubborn gaze, then grinned, and replied, "Okay!"

In the past few years, he has only run with Clark on the track in his dreams. Now in reality, thinking of being able to compete on the track with others, the sense of anticipation is even more surging.

Yang Xiulei glanced at the provocative Xu Zhanjun and Su Qian who was eager to try, laughed, and then said: "Since there is a competition, let's have a good walk, come, come, I will be the referee for you, I will go Discuss with the staff and borrow the [-]-meter track in our sports center!"

While talking, Zheng Guoping, Xu Zhanjun's coach, also found his students. He also heard from the side that Xu Zhanjun and Su Qian were going to try a round, and Yang Xiulei would personally serve as the starter.

Being able to run again in front of Yang Xiulei, of course he would not stop such a good thing, so after saying hello to Yang Xiulei, Zheng Guoping followed a group of students to the track.

He just wanted to use the track for a test run. Of course, the staff would not stop Yang Xiulei's small request. Some people took the live broadcast equipment and planned to broadcast a temporary sideshow, but Yang Xiulei stopped him.

After all, Su Qian is a child who has not participated in formal training, and he competes with players who have initially possessed competitive strength and even reached the level of participating in the World Junior Championships.

Yang Xiulei felt that the live broadcast of this kind of game was meaningless.

However, he asked the staff to prepare a video and record it briefly.

When he was on the track, Yang Xiulei realized that there was something even more inconsiderate about him—Su Qian was wearing ordinary sportswear, with a pair of thick-soled air-cushioned sneakers on his feet, and he hadn't warmed up yet. Xu Zhanjun, on the other hand, is wearing professional equipment, including training clothes and spikes.

It doesn't matter if Su Qian is allowed to run by himself, it's obviously not fair for such two people to run together.

But it doesn't make much sense to say more about this now.

On the track, it was Zheng Guoping who first asked Su Qian if he needed warm-up guidance. Su Qian waved his hand and went to the side to start warm-up preparations.

At this moment, Xu Zhanjun had already passed an hour before the match, so he silently went to the side and started warming up again.

The students of No. [-] High School followed along to the race track, and felt that it was quite novel to see the surroundings from the perspective of the stadium. Many people were chatting and discussing what kind of results Su Qian could achieve.

"Wang Xincheng, Su Qian is your tablemate, right? How is his [-]-meter score?"

Wang Xincheng is actually quite confused. After all, the series of prophecies performed by his tablemate today is really awesome. In the past, he never thought that his tablemate, who usually looks lazy, would have such a vision in the sprint competition. .

He was also very confused when he heard the students' questions: "I don't know. He rarely moves in physical education class. He can't run [-] meters faster than us."

Zheng Guoping is the physical education teacher in charge of the first year of high school. He has also taught Su Qian's class. Now he is chatting with Yang Xiulei, and he is also feeling emotional, saying that he has never seen Su Qian show special talent. He did not expect He has such a good eye for sprinting.

As for Yang Xiulei's question about Su Qian's [-]-meter score, Zheng Guoping hesitated for a while, but said frankly: "In the first semester of high school, I recruited the students with better [-]-meter scores into the school's track and field team for training."

The implication is that Su Qian is not on the roster of the school's track and field team.

Hearing this, Yang Xiulei nodded, and then looked at Su Qian who was warming up not far away—although Zheng Guoping said so, but both Su Qian and Xu Zhanjun were also warming up, Su Qian's warming up efficiency And his movements seemed to be much more effective and neat than Xu Zhanjun's.

If he is asked to judge who has received professional training without knowing the training of the two children in advance, he thinks he will probably be more inclined to Su Qian.

Thinking of this, Yang Xiulei became even more curious and anticipating.

Beside the track, Su Qian was warming up. As he warmed up bit by bit like in a dream, a fiery excitement gradually surged up in his body, and his eyes gleamed brightly. Looking at the runway, the desire to stand on the runway has also sprouted more and more.

"I'm ready!"

After finishing his full set of preparatory actions, Su Qian went to the track to choose a pass at random, and adjusted the starting block skillfully.

Xu Zhanjun, who was behind him, was originally thinking about whether the two of them should race without using the starting block. After all, the physical education class in the school does not use the starting block for the [-]-meter training. Ordinary students probably don’t know how to adjust the starting block. and those who push and stretch on the starting blocks.

As a result, he just watched Su Qian adjust and move the starting block, which seemed to be much more proficient than him.

Xu Zhanjun: ...Farewell, he thought too much.

After Su Qian adjusted the starting block to his most comfortable starting angle, he put his hands on the ground, made a light leap, and stepped on the starting block accurately.

But after stepping on the starting block, he frowned slightly—the shoes were not good.

Regular sprint spikes should be light and bare as much as possible, with stronger grip.

But the air-cushioned sneakers on his feet are purely good-looking, and it's not enough to really start running.

Su Qian frowned, and quickly made a decision easily. He took off the air-cushioned sneakers and socks on his feet, and tried again on the starting block with a pair of white and tender feet——hmm, this time Feet are fine!

Xu Zhanjun next to him realized that the competition between himself and Su Qian was unfair when he saw Su Qian taking off his shoes. He also frowned and wanted to take off his shoes, but was stopped by Su Qian.

"Okay, let's start directly!" Su Qian looked at Xu Zhanjun with twinkling eyes, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Not far away, Yang Xiulei also laughed when he saw the appearance of the two of them: "Okay, let's start."

Although it was not a formal competition, the students of No. [-] Middle School next to them were very excited—wow, the master of prophecy from their school and Xu Zhanjun, the most powerful sprinter in their school, were going to compete together in the preliminaries!

That Su Qian started running, can he be as awesome as his prophecy?

Or, if you really want to talk about running, Xu Zhanjun should be better!

With such anticipation, everyone looked at the fourth and fifth lanes on the track——Su Qian and Xu Zhanjun were ready to start the race at any time!

In a daze, everyone felt that Su Qian, who looked a little silly just now, had a different aura after squatting on the track.

On the side, Yang Xiulei and Zheng Guoping, who had a better understanding of the athlete's status, looked at each other in surprise. Yang Xiulei turned his head, looked at Su Qian on the track, and took a light breath.

"Everyone take their places!"

Following his command, both Su Qian and Xu Zhanjun put their hands on the ground, raised their hips, and got ready to start.

"preparation!"

"boom!"

With a crisp gunshot, Su Qian and Xu Zhanjun moved simultaneously on the track!

From the naked eye alone, there is not much difference between the two starting starts, but this alone is already amazing enough-you know, Xu Zhanjun is one of the players who qualified for the finals of today's World Junior Tournament!

Xu Zhanjun is obviously in a very hot state today. Even if it is not a formal race, his state is still quite good, and the burst and acceleration of the start are very smooth.

But on the fifth track next to him, Su Qian's starting burst was not inferior to him at all!

On the race track, from the moment of the starting pedal, the explosive force of the starting pedal sent Su Qian's whole body forward like a cannonball. The compact and powerful steps constituted Su Qian's smooth starting three steps.

"Pretty!"

Yang Xiulei's eyes lit up when he saw Su Qian's actions.

Although Su Qian's explosive power is obviously inferior to Xu Zhanjun's, but just judging from Su Qian's technical movements, although a little jerky, his technique is quite in place.

And if Su Qian, who was behind Xu Zhanjun in the first half of the race, was only impressed by the beautiful and accurate technical movements, after the 50 meters, it was the truly amazing moment.

"This speed...hasn't dropped at all?!"

Zheng Guoping was the first to start amazed.

Young players are already weak in terms of speed and endurance. For example, Xu Zhanjun, after reaching 50 meters, his top speed has dropped by about 10%, but Su Qian's speed is still at the top speed.

"This speed and endurance... is it a talent?!" Zheng Guoping's expression changed.

Not only the speed endurance, Su Qian's speed is actually not slow at all. At this moment, if his speed can continue, he will soon catch up with Xu Zhanjun!

On the track, Xu Zhanjun obviously felt the threat from beside him. He couldn't believe that he would be threatened by Su Qian. The thought of refusing to admit defeat made him grit his teeth and increase the speed again in the last 20 meters. What he couldn't believe was that Su Qian, who was beside him, clung to his side until the end.

"come on! Come on!!!"

"Xu Zhanjun, come on!!!"

"Su Qian come on!!"

On the side, the students of the No. [-] Middle School were waving their flags and shouting. They were also dumbfounded when the second half of the shouting was over. When they saw Xu Zhanjun and Su Qian crossing the line almost at the same time, they all stood there in bewilderment. In situ.

What's going on? !

It's just... lying in a big hole? !