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Chapter 6 Domestic Boiling

"Coach He, you really have you. You are bringing us a treasure. It's so amazing." Zhang Guozheng said with surprise and shock.

"Yes, Coach He, how did you find such a good seedling as Su Feng?" Zhao Youde and the others also said excitedly from the side.

Both of them are coaches from the bottom, and they can better understand He Jun's difficulties than other coaches. This time it is really good. He Jun's work has stabilized and he has contributed such a treasure to the country. The domestic score of 100 meters is just around the corner. Even with his current score, as long as he can stabilize, not talk about the world, he is invincible in Asia.

"Su Feng, you kid, you kid!" He Jun was also surprised at this time. He didn't expect that Su Feng had such great potential.

After breaking ten, the dream of several generations of Chinese track and field people has come true.

"Coach." Su Feng avoided all the reporters rushing into the arena and ran directly to He Jun. Regardless of sweat, he hugged He Jun's heart.

This scene was also recorded as a 100-meter Chinese Olympic classic scene, and even the world 100-meter history. The picture of the first non-black player who broke 10 and his coach hugging after the game was also recorded as a classic.

"Okay, okay." At this time, He Jun could only say this word and kept patting Su Feng's shoulder.

From a child who was not as tall as himself, to a strong boy who could barely embrace his hands now, Su Feng has really grown up, far beyond his expectations.

"Coach He, let Su Feng rest quickly. The final will be two hours later." At this time, a group of staff and leaders surrounded him, but everyone did not have time to greet the two, but directly reminded him.

Now is not the time to do those chores. The most important thing is to let Su Feng rest well. At this time, Su Feng has really become the treasure in everyone's hearts and cannot tolerate any negligence.

"Yes, yes." He Jun quickly patted Su Feng, and he took a few steps back, saying while retreating.

At this moment, if Su Feng did not perform well in the finals because of his problems, then he would be the sinner of history and the sinner of the country.

"Okay, Su Feng, on behalf of the country, I thank you for your efforts, but I still have to go to rest immediately. Cao Yun, hurry up and ask Zheng Fangping from the medical team to come over and relax Su Feng's muscles. Soon, it will be too late in a while." Zhang Guozheng said solemnly at this time.

"Okay, leader, I'll go find Master Zheng now, but he's in the diving hall, so he has to have some time here." Cao Yun knew that it was not the time to throw cold water on the leader's side and destroy the leadership stage, but he was proficient in human relationships and worldly styles and had no choice. The masseurs of the national team were limited. Before, no one expected that Su Feng could advance to the finals, so he didn't arrange anyone to come, so he could only say it more tactfully.

"Oh, blame me." Zhang Guozheng slapped his forehead with a sudden look on his face.

"It's our fault. We don't care enough about athletes. In situations like Su Feng, we need to be specially equipped with a masseur, and then we will find one for him.

Now, Cao Yun, call Master Zheng over."

"Okay, leader, I'll go now."

Then Su Feng was sent into the lounge like a child by everyone, fearing that he would receive a hint of cool breeze, which made Su Feng feel a little embarrassed.

At this time, the Chinese news media on the sidelines were already having fun. Liu Sheng even talked directly to the young man and picked up his apprentice Li Rui.

"Oh, Master, you won't be happy to murder your disciple, and also, pay attention to your old waist." After being put down by Liu Sheng, Li Rui said in fear while patting his chest.

If my master was accidentally, he might throw himself off the stands. At a height of nearly ten meters, he might have killed himself.

"You boy, do you know what this means?" Liu Sheng looked at his apprentice with some dissatisfaction. It was right. This kid had just joined the Sports Weekly and could not understand the feelings of those sports people who had been working for nearly twenty years.

But I believe that even if he doesn't understand deeply, he will understand it immediately. As a sports person who has been in the industry for nearly 20 years, he has a premonition that the news this time is really going to explode, and I'm afraid only Yao can compare with him when he joined the NBA.

"You can't lose to those online media." Liu Sheng thought to himself.

But purely speed, the current paper media does not have the flexibility of future generations, and will also update messages, Weibo, and Douyin accounts online.

However, the users and talents accumulated by paper media over the years are something that online media cannot catch up with for a while.

Their speed is fast, and their content will be improved.

While thinking, Liu Sheng planned to give Su Feng a special report in his mind.

It is not just about reporting on the results and how hard the athletes work, but about coach Bole is so simple to know the horse, but about reporting more detailed information on Su Feng's growth history and how he can achieve his current results.

While Su Feng was resting, not only were the traditional paper media brewing big moves, but the online media had brought back the news that Su Feng had entered the finals back to China with the help of the media.

Beijing, Beijing No. 19 Primary School, and the alma mater of Sufeng Primary School.

At this time, the fifty-eight-year-old principal Sun Wen had already fallen asleep, but a sudden phone ringing still pulled him up.

"Hey, I'm Sun Yat-sen." Sun Yat-sen was the head of a school after all. Although he was unhappy with being disturbed at night, he still said steadily.

"Principal, it's me, Tang Youhong from the Propaganda Department."

"Old Tang, what phone call you at this time? Don't you know what time it is?" When he heard that it was his subordinate Tang Youhong, Sun Wen immediately was not polite. This guy was only 3:30 in the morning. At this time, is he looking for self-challenge?

"Hey, Principal, I'm not going to disturb you in the rest, it's really a big deal. Do you still remember Su Feng, who was spotted by the sports school a few years ago? You may not remember that he ran into ten seconds in the Olympics in the 100-meter race. Now the major networks have exploded and news is everywhere.

I'm thinking that our school is trying to help the city-level excellent moral and physical education school. It's been several years without results. With Su Feng's grades, let's think of a solution and maybe it will be done."

"Oh?" Sun Yat-sen was stunned when he heard this.

It is said to be an excellent city-level moral and physical education school. This is not the key point. The key point is that this is a necessary condition for applying to a city-level key primary school.

The current No. 19 Primary School in Beijing is under the jurisdiction of the district. If it becomes the focus of the city, it will be directly under the jurisdiction of the city. Its administrative level will be improved one level, and the benefits and benefits of teachers in the entire school will be improved one level. Therefore, the entire school has been working hard for many years, but it has not been successful. This is really an opportunity.

"Okay, I understand, let's see, let's meet tomorrow morning." As he said that, Sun Yat-sen hung up the phone, then took out his glasses and turned on the computer, and entered the four words "100 meters" on the webpage. In an instant, hundreds of news emerged.

"Su Feng, with the same speed as the wind, the man made another new contribution to the 100-meter final. Su Feng entered the 100-meter final at 97 seconds, becoming the first player in Chinese history to enter the 100-meter final."

"News, Su Feng entered the 100-meter final at 9.97 seconds, becoming the first non-black athlete in Asia and even the world to break ten."

"Oh!" Seeing this, Sun Wen was a little shocked. He didn't know much about the history of 100 meters and the significance of breaking ten. He just heard what Tang Youhong said just now, but now he really feels extraordinary when he sees these things.

The first non-black athlete, doesn’t this mean that all white people in Europe and the United States are compared?

The next morning, when Sun Wen arrived at the school gate, he found that the newsstands on the corner of the street were already full of Su Feng rushing the line.

He was wearing a fiery red dress, agile body, and a somewhat hideous face that was very different from the black people around him. Even the still scene gave people a powerful feeling.

"Beijing Daily, Kyoto People's Daily, Sports Weekly, China Sports News." "It's all big newspapers!" Sun Yat-sen is an older generation and has a special liking for these newspapers.

Moreover, these newspapers are important domestic media, and many political trends can be seen from the above, which is not available to online media.
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