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The flag-raising ceremony was over, and Jiang Sui walked off the podium with bouquets and trophies.

A young, beautiful, and sweet-voiced female reporter walked up to Jiang Sui, offered a congratulatory speech, and interviewed: "I just watched it. You have a 1500-meter race tonight. Predict that you will probably be able to win a [-]-meter race." What kind of results?"

"Of course I take..." First.

Jiang Sui caught a glimpse of the little red dot on the camera, and remembered what the coach told him last night—be humble and low-key when facing the camera, and not reveal your personality to be studied by your opponent.

So he smiled and changed his answer to a standard one: "Show your best level and try to win an extra gold medal for the Chinese team."

"I just saw you greeted the audience before the opening, did your friends come to watch the game?"

"Ah, the whole family is here." Jiang Sui generously introduced his parents to the camera, not far away, Zhao Ruizhi excitedly raised his hand in response.

"I saw Duan Zhuo also came to the scene. I remember that you seem to be from the same school, right?"

"correct."

"It's fate."

Jiang Sui thought of something, smiled, nodded and said: "It's very fate, he is also my family now."

After a game, his physical energy was exhausted. Jiang Sui still felt hungry after eating some fruit. He went back to the lounge and opened a lunch box. It was packed by the coach for him at noon. It included his favorite curry chicken and sweet and sour short ribs. , has cooled down.

He poured the hot water from Cheng Ziyao's thermos into the rice, and cleaned the rice and meat with the chicken.

"Would you like to get you another bowl of instant noodles?" Cheng Ziyao said, "I brought two buckets of sauerkraut."

Jiang Sui rubbed his stomach. His stomach is still half full at the moment, but there will be a final in two hours, so he dare not eat too much.

"Forget it, I'm afraid I won't be able to run for a while."

Cheng Ziyao took out two chocolate balls from the pocket of his jacket: "If you are hungry, let it go."

"Thank you."

"Cheng Ziyao," said Richard, who pushed the door open, in substandard Chinese, "come with me."

"What's the matter?"

"you first."

The door of the lounge was closed, and knocked on Jiang Sui's sensitive nerve with a low sound. His intuition told him that Richard called Cheng Ziyao out alone, and it should be to discuss the tactics of the next 1500-meter race .

But why avoid him?

Jiang Sui couldn't hold back his curiosity, and after Richard left, he asked Cheng Ziyao, "What did he just tell you?"

"It's nothing." Cheng Ziyao pinched the silver tinfoil outside the chocolate and threw it into his mouth. "It's just to discuss tactical issues."

"A tactical question?" Jiang Sui was suspicious, "Then why didn't he discuss it with me?"

"He thinks your performance is fine." Cheng Ziyao patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "When you are on the field, run with all your strength, don't look back, and believe in yourself."

Jiang Sui's reading comprehension ability is poor, he has never studied psychology, and he can't analyze the information hidden between the lines. At that time, he simply thought that this was just an ordinary word of encouragement.

At 1500 o'clock in the evening, the men's 500m final started on time. Unlike the 1500m, there were eight athletes in the [-]m final.

Three South Korean athletes, two Chinese athletes, as well as two Canadians and one Italian.

South Korean team Park Kyung-won has one, Jiang Sui has two, Ahn Jun-hyun has three, Italy Lawrence has four, South Korea's Kim Eun-jae has five, Cheng Ziyao has six, and the remaining two are Canadian players.

The referee blew his whistle, and Jiang Sui walked towards his own track. Before he could get into the starting position, Park Jingyuan pushed his arm against him, signaling him to go further to the side.

Park Jingyuan's eyes are narrow and long, with sharp eye tails, giving people a feeling of impatience, Jiang Sui's temper was immediately ignited, but he just stood still: "Hey, you have a big buttocks, you are so big A pit, wondering if it’s your own hut? Let me tell you, this is demolishing that, my sister is used to your internal stink, I stand wherever I like, hold back if I don’t agree!"

Park Kyung-won's small eyes narrowed again, with a look on his face that I couldn't understand.

Jiang Sui glanced over, pointed to the lane line under his feet, and said in plastic English: "This is China, I can stand wherever I want."

Cheng Ziyao took a look with his head. There was nothing wrong with Jiang Sui's position. The skates were far away from the lanes.

This is not the first time this kind of thing has happened. The reason why the opponent is so disgusting is purely to affect Jiang Sui's mentality and start, and he thinks Jiang Sui understands it in his heart.

The signal gun rang, and Jiang Sui rushed out with all his strength, preparing to grab the inner lane, because there are many people in the long-distance event, and collisions are prone to occur when the start is the most crowded.

And just when he crossed the corner and grabbed the inner lane, he saw the assistant referee raise a small red flag.

Someone snatched it away.

Jiang Suimeng circled around and looked back.

It stands to reason that if someone sprints away after the start, the referee will fire the shot again, but it may be because his attention is all focused on the ice and he did not hear the shot. If he was not stopped by the assistant referee, he might be able to skate. Most of the circle.

Besides him, two other Canadian athletes also slid far away, adjusted the goggles on the bridge of their noses helplessly, and slid towards the starting line.

It was Park Kyung-won who ran away, and Park Kyung-won himself smiled calmly.

Just now everyone rushed far away, but Park Jingyuan only slid a little, as if he predicted that the referee would blow his whistle.

All abnormalities point to one possibility - this person wants to make trouble.

In the short track speed skating event, the first shot will not be sent off by the referee, but whoever makes the second shot will be sent off.

For someone like Jiang Sui who rushes so fiercely, not only will he suffer physically, but he will also experience considerable psychological fluctuations.

From the small movements of An Junxian and Jin Eunjae shaking their heads and curling their lips, it can be felt that these two people also know nothing about Park Kyung Won's so-called tactics.

There is only one champion, and teammates become opponents on the field.

Jiang Suineng could sense Park Kyung-won's determination to win, but he couldn't understand and approve of his actions.This is probably why there is a saying that "like attracts like and divides into groups".

What Jiang Suin could see naturally could not escape the eyes of the commentator. Apart from the resident commentator of short track speed skating, there was Zhao Yang, a retired athlete of the women's team, sitting in the commentary seat this time. Her voice was gentle. But it is a needle hidden in the cotton.

"Park Kyung-won's teammates were very surprised by his mistake, but we can see that Park Kyung-won himself is still very relaxed, and he doesn't seem to be affected."

"Yes," said the male commentator, "short track speed skating is carried out in a highly complex and changing environment. In daily training, our athletes are not only required to hone their physical fitness, skills, and analysis tactics, but also need to develop Strong mentality to deal with these sudden changes."

Athletes hit the road and hit the ice with one leg.

The referee said in a low voice, "Ready."

Everyone lowered their center of gravity and looked ahead.

The hustle and bustle of the arena immediately quieted down, and Duan Zhuo, who was sitting in the auditorium, could already hear his own intense heartbeat.

"boom!--"

The athletes responded quickly, and the sharp blades under their feet slid across the ice like thunder, like the shocking drums before the war.

Multiple cameras glide along with the athlete, and after a few steps, the athlete's body is gradually pulled apart.

Jiang Sui still took advantage of his preference for the inner lane, grabbed the leading position at the first corner, and opened a distance of half a meter from the second and third.

The commentator spoke quickly: "At present, Jiang Sui is ranked first. Judging from his starting state, he has not been affected by the gun just now. Park Jingyuan and Lawrence are following Jiang Sui. Heretics go beyond."

In just a few seconds of his speech, Jin Eun-jae, who was originally in fifth place, completed the transcendence.

Different from the 500 meters, the key to winning the 1500 meters is the distribution of physical fitness and the use of tactics, so most athletes will not use their full strength in the skating ahead.

Jin Enzai suddenly charged forward with all his strength, disrupting everyone's pace. Italy's Lawrence and the other two athletes of the South Korean team also continued to overtake. Jiang followed the first and fell to the third.

Zhao Yang: "Now that Jiang Sui is surrounded by South Korean athletes, it will be more difficult to surpass."

The words that popped out of the commentator's mouth hit Duan Zhuo's sensitive nerves hard, even if he stroked his chest, his heart still couldn't calm down.

The current situation is very unfavorable for Jiang Sui. He can't get up to speed, and he has to beware of the people behind him. It can be said that there are wolves before and tigers behind.

Zhao Ruizhi's heart was also suspended, and he held Jiang Junhui's hand tightly.

Entering the fourth lap, Lawrence, who fell to fifth, started on the outer lane. Jin Eun-jae, who was ahead of him, obviously deflected to the right. This is the basic operation to prevent athletes from overtaking.

However, Lawrence's strength should not be underestimated. He took a few big steps, bypassing Jin Enzai, Jiang Sui, and An Junxian in succession, and squeezed into the second position strongly.

Narrator: "It is relatively safe for athletes to surpass in the outer lane, but at the same time, they have to fight against wind resistance, inertia and centrifugal force, and their physical fitness will decline quickly."

Zhao Yang: "Jiang Sui is also picking up speed."

On the sixth lap, Jiang Sui finally surpassed Lawrence in the top arc and squeezed into second place. Behind him were Lawrence and two other Korean athletes, while Park Jingyuan was always in the leading position.

"Now let's see if Jiang Sui has the chance to surpass Park Jingyuan..."

As soon as the commentator finished speaking, there was another curve, and Jiang Sui started to speed up with all his strength, trying to overtake from the top arc.

And just as he ran to Pu Jingyuan's side, Pu Jingyuan's right hand stuck behind his back suddenly stretched out, pushing Jiang Sui away!

"Hey!—" The commentator and Zhao Yang shouted at the same time.

Jiang Sui's center of gravity was unstable and he staggered.

Duan Zhuo's heart seemed to be gripped by a big hand, tightening constantly, he was already too nervous to breathe.

Fortunately, Jiang Sui adjusted his pace in time and did not slip like last time. However, he was overtaken by Lawrence and the South Korean team behind him, and he fell straight to the sixth position, losing his advantage.

At this time, there is less than half of the distance left to the finish line.