"South Manchuria Railway Co., Ltd."
When Chen Qiang saw this line of words, his expression suddenly became nervous. Even if he was not familiar with history, he knew what "Man Tie" did.
"How could anyone wear sportswear with the words "full iron" printed on it? Where did you get the clothes? No matter how poor you can go to private schools, you won't be able to afford a normal set of vests and shorts!"
Chen Qiang was full of confusion and asked Wang Changshou beside him in a low voice: "Look at that person, why does the words Man Tie be written on his vest?"
"You mean he is a Japanese man, what's the name Yamazaki?" Wang Changshou said, patting his head: "It seems that his name is Yamazaki Masao."
"Your school still recruits Japanese people?" Chen Qiang widened his eyes in surprise.
Fudan was famous for its patriotism. The May 30th Massacre, the January 28th Incident, and the later Battle of Shanghai, Fudan students formed a volunteer army to fight against foreign enemies. In this era, Fudan High School and Fudan University were one. If there were Japanese people studying there, they would probably be beaten every day.
Wang Changshou curled his lips and said, "Of course our school will not recruit Japanese people! This Japanese is here to communicate and say that he is a student from Nanman School. The visitor is a guest, and the school cannot drive people out. It is said that the teacher they led was a very powerful track and field athlete in Japan. His name is a string of numbers, and what is the name two, three, four, five, and six?"
"What two, three, four, four, four, four, six, come here to report!" Chen Qiang muttered, and the next second, he suddenly remembered a person's name.
"Is it called Gu San San Wu?" Chen Qiang asked suddenly.
"Yes, it's called Gu Sansanwu. Just stand there, that person! Standing next to Principal Li." Wang Changshou pointed to a row of long tables in the shade next to the runway. There were several people sitting behind the long table. A man in his 60s and with round eyes was Principal Li of Fudan. Next to Principal Li was a man with a beard on his lips, Gu Sansanwu.
Wang Changshou looked at Chen Qiang with a strange look on his face: "By the way, how do you know what the Japanese name is?"
"I know that he is a very famous athlete after reading the newspaper." Chen Qiang fooled casually.
"Even this is written in the newspaper." Wang Changshou nodded in conviction.
The reason why Chen Qiang knew about this "Gu San San Wu" was of course not seen in the newspaper.
When Chen Qiang was a university professor, a student once wrote a paper about the development of modern sports in Japan, which mentioned Gu Sansanwu. As a tutor, Chen Qiang naturally read this paper and gave him guidance personally.
Chen Qiang is not proficient in history, but when it comes to his old sports, he still has a good memory. Moreover, the name Gu San San Wu is a string of numbers, which is really special, so when it comes to a string of numbers, Chen Qiang immediately thought of Wu San San Wu.
At this time, Chen Qiang had already introduced Gu Sansanwu's introduction in his mind.
Tani Sanwu is a top student at Meiji University. After graduating from university, he first joined the Ministry of Railways in Japan and was then sent to Manchu Railway.
There is a land competitive conference in Japan, which is equivalent to the all-Japanese track and field championship, which is the largest track and field event in Japan. From 1922 to 1925, Tani Sanwu won all the 100-meter championships in this event, and also won the 200-meter championship in 1923.
When he was young, Gu Sansanwu once represented the Japanese team and participated in the 1924 Paris Olympics. In his career, his best score in the 100-meter 10.8 seconds, which was also the Asian record at that time, and it was also the first time in Japan to run within 11 seconds. In other words, Gu Sansanwu at his peak was the first person in Asia to run at the sprint.
Of course, this 10.8 seconds is the result of manual timing, because there was no electronic timing at that time.
According to the current algorithm, manual timing is 0.24 seconds faster than electronic timing, that is, the manual timing time needs to be added to 0.24 seconds, which is the time for electronic timing. Then 10.8 seconds for Gu San San Wu. According to electronic timing, the real result of electronic timing is 11 seconds 04, and it has not yet entered within 11 seconds.
The 10.8-second hand-calling result is also considered a very long performance for Gu San Sanwu. His best result when he won the Japanese Land Competition Championship was 11.4 seconds of hand-calling, which is 11.64 seconds of electronic time.
According to future standards, the national second-level athletes' performance is 11.5 seconds by hand, or 11.74 seconds by electronic time, which is only 0.1 second slower than the Japanese championship in San Sanwu.
In the era of manual timing, the 100-meter timing is in units of 0.1 seconds, which means that the future performance of Chinese national second-level athletes can win Japan's national runner-up in the Gu335 era.
Judging from current standards, Gu San Sanwu, the Japanese champion, is the level of a general sports student in high schools in China.
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Chen Qiang looked at Gu Sansanwu on the rostrum, his heart full of vigilance. He instinctively felt that the arrival of the Japanese must be not as simple as sports communication.
The transportation these days is not so convenient. At that time, it took a 7-hour train from Shanghai to Nanjing. If you come to Shanghai from Northeast China, it would be normal to spend more than ten days on various means of transportation back and forth.
The people from the South Manchurian Railway came from the northeast to Shanghai just to exchange sports? Chen Qiang didn't believe it.
What's more, if it's really a sports exchange, wouldn't it be better to go to college? Gu San San Wu was the first person in Asia to run a sprinter, so he should go to find a higher-level athlete. How could he run to a middle school in his spare time and compete with middle school students?
The more Chen Qiang thought about it, the more he felt it was unreasonable. He knew that the Japanese came to Fudan High School, and it must be that the drunkard was not about drinking, but he could not think of what the Japanese's real purpose was.
The fat man Wang Changshou next to him continued: "There was no Japanese in the sports meet, but the Japanese happened to come. He also proposed to exchange experience with our school, hoping to send someone to the game to our school to compete."
"Send someone to compete with you. This is to deliberately challenge your school under the banner of communication! Isn't this here to ruin the situation?" Chen Qiang said.
"Aren't you here to ruin the situation? The Japanese have come to challenge them, so we must not admit defeat, so the principal agreed to let the Japanese send one person to the finals and compete with our school! There are four of us, only one person, we will definitely win!" Wang Changshou said, with a confident look on his face.
Chen Qiang looked at the little fat man helplessly: "This is a sprint, a racing sport, not a confrontation sport, and it is not a win if there are too many people. Even if you send a hundred people to the game, if you run faster than others, you will still lose."
"It seems that this is the case..." The little fat man Wang Changshou was stunned for a moment, then continued with a blind and confident look on his face: "Anyway, there are many of us. As long as one of the four runs faster than the Japanese, he will win!"
Chen Qiang smiled even more helplessly. He guessed that Principal Li from Fudan also had the same idea.
Chen Qiang was able to guess Principal Li’s idea. The Japanese came to challenge him. Fudan High School not only had to face the challenge, but also had to win.
The contestants who can enter the finals must be the fastest students running at Fudan High School. Principal Li of Fudan allowed Japanese challengers to participate in the finals of the sports meet, and also planned to use his sharpest spear to fight against the Japanese.
And as the little fat man said, in the case of four-on-one, as long as one person runs faster than the Japanese, Fudan High School will win. In terms of probability, the more people participate in the competition, the greater the probability of winning.
But another sentence flashed through Chen Qiang's heart: It's not the Raptor but the River!
The Japanese came from the Northeast to Shanghai from thousands of miles away, and they would definitely not be very weak-level croakers. The people coming must be strong. No one would give them heads thousands of miles away and find abuse.
Chen Qiang carefully observed the athletes on the track. At this time, the Japanese player Masao Yamazaki was doing warm-up exercises. Chen Qiang instantly determined that this Japanese player must have experienced professional sprint training.
Chen Qiang was not surprised by this. After all, Gu Sansanwu was there, and Gu Sansanwu was also a legendary Japanese sprinter. This time he led the team to smash the Fudan venue, so of course he would not bring untrained rookies.
As for the four contestants participating in the Fudan High School, there is no trace of participating in professional sprint training.
Chen Qiang felt something was wrong, but he still asked Wang Changshou beside him with a hint of luck: "Who can run the fastest among you four players?"
"Of course it's Deng Zhiguo. He is the fastest person in our school. He was the winner of the 100-meter championship last year. Many college students could not run away from him. Apart from Deng Zhiguo, he was Zhang Liangcai. He ran very fast and could defeat Deng Zhiguo from time to time." Wang Changshou introduced, pointing at the two contestants.
Chen Qiang asked again: "Then what is the best result of Deng Zhiguo in 100 meters?"
"I don't know this, but I heard that he must be able to run for 13 seconds!" Wang Changshou answered.
"Is it just 13 seconds?" Chen Qiang sighed disappointed.
"What are you sighing! What does it mean to be just 13 seconds? Do you think 13 seconds is not fast enough?" Wang Changshou asked subconsciously.
"Of course not enough." Chen Qiang shook his head: "I am so frank, I think the contestants in your school are going to lose to that Japanese."
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Chapter completed!