【2674】tragic
Other staff members rushed up and quickly checked whether the fallen athlete was injured.
As long as the medium- and long-distance runs and falls are not too violent, players will generally choose to get up and continue running.
The game continues.
"How is it? Did Yingying fall?" Teacher Lu's presbyopia couldn't see it, and grabbed He Xiangyu's arm and asked anxiously.
He Xiangyu's eyes were desperately scanning the crowd for Xie Wanying's figure, but: It's too difficult!
Why is it difficult? It's too messy.
The players who ran out of the group fell a few times, but the scene of scrambling the track did not stop. The players who did not fall or got up after falling continue to compete for the track ahead. No one was willing to fall a little behind. You can imagine how fierce the woman competed 800 meters today. The audience was frightened by this scene, and screamed one after another, mixed with cheering for the players: Ah? Did you fall again?
The second group fell down less than 100 meters away.
Papa, dong dong dong, hang together and fall out.
Are you falling crazy?
The audience not only shouted hoarsely, but their eyes were about to disappear.
What is the situation of a magic horse? This is a woman who runs at 800 meters, but not 100 meters. Why do they run crazier than 100 meters?
This means that as long as half of the players are unwilling to give up, the intensity of the competition can reach a white-hot sword.
Tragic, tragic, tragic!
The anchor on the presidium jumped up and shouted like a loud voice holding the microphone, "Hurry, hurry, hurry--"
No matter who is shouting fast, the clear cruel battle on the runway fully demonstrates the achievements made today.
The announcer was like a strong wind blowing out the flame of the 800-meter event, and the blazing passion spread to the entire stadium in an instant.
Other in-progress games seemed to have been suddenly pressed.
In the high jump event, the referees and spectators all turned around and went to see the track.
Is that the competition that Mr. Xie was participating in? Dai Nanhui, who was also in the competition, was shocked by the scene in front of him: This is this? Is it too hard?
The players' desperate efforts led to the audience's enthusiasm rising: fast, fast, fast - countless people followed the anchor's voice and shouted cheering.
Ten thousand people shouted, floating above the stadium, shocking the birds in the air. Such enthusiasm and such grand event were unprecedented.
"Crazy, crazy-" Wei Tianlang frankly called the game in front of him, "How can they treat 800 meters as 100 meters?"
What a joke. Everyone knows that the distance between 100 meters and 800 meters is far different. It is a lifelong life to regard 800 meters as a competition.
Yes, it depends on the speed. Whenever the off-field referee lowers his head and brushes the numbers on the stopwatch, his eyes will shrink one circle: this speed is really a hundred meters to run.
"Is the woman in the capital crazy like this at 800 meters?" Wei Tianlang turned to ask others, because he was afraid. He could swear to the sky and make a fuss in such a game scene, but he had never seen it in the sports meet he had seen.
This question needs to be asked by the people in the capital.
Zhai Yunsheng, who is known for his gentleness and calmness, is the veteran who participates in the sports meet the most in the capital. At this moment, he is still stunned by the scene in front of him.
In other countries, there were many people from the capital except him.
This is definitely not the case for women in their country in the usual 800-meter race.
Chapter completed!