With only twenty meters left, the race is about to end.
Lin Yang, who was in the first position, had no intention of letting go and was sprinting hard.
He didn't let it go so obviously. After all, the gap between Lin Yang and other players was only a few tenths of a second.
Even in the finals, the difference will become a few tenths of a second.
Lin Yang could still feel the footsteps of the players behind him, but of course they did not pose any threat to him.
Lin Yang's speed had already begun to decline at eighty meters.
In the last ten meters, which was just a few steps away, Lin Yang simply gave up. You must know that it is basically impossible for a player to overtake him in ten meters.
The most important thing was that Lin Yang felt no threat, and the footsteps did not come close to Lin Yang himself.
Properly retaining some strength can actually be regarded as a strategy on the field.
Of course, depending on how confident you are that you can win the championship, you can also choose another strategy appropriately.
By exerting one's own strength forcefully, one can intimidate other opponents who are not confident in oneself.
On the field, the competition is not only about strength, but also mentality.
After crossing the finish line, Lin Yang also slowed down slowly. He didn't feel much excitement in his heart, except for the slight joy of advancing to the semi-finals of the 100-meter event.
Everything was as expected, even Coach Yuan in the audience knew everything.
Neither sad nor happy, extremely calm.
In the preliminaries of the 100-meter event, for Lin Yang and the other four, they all qualified, but of course there must be some players who did not advance.
It’s either that I don’t have enough strength or my mentality is not good enough.
"You should worry about yourself first. Instead of worrying about your own performance, you should worry about Li Sisi's performance."
Seeing Wang Xiaoshuai's worried look, Lin Yang thought that Wang Xiaoshuai was really worried.
"Tch, don't you understand? You can't understand my feelings if you are single, Brother Lin."
Unexpectedly, Wang Xiaoshuai would refute himself.
Lin Yang thought, isn't Wang Xiaoshuai single?
Furthermore, he had been educated in two lifetimes by Wang Xiaoshuai, a single man with no relationship experience. Lin Yang felt that he was really off the mark.
"That makes sense. We should really worry about these two girls. After all, they are our friends."
As soon as these words came out, Lin Yang raised his eyes. There was definitely something fishy about this guy. Liang Jiahong actually spoke like this.
Su Bingtian also always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.
Lin Yang stared straight at Liang Jiahong, trying to see through Liang Jiahong.
Lin Yang found Liang Jiahong, found himself staring at him, and even avoided looking at him in advance.
Now Lin Yang can be sure that there is probably something wrong with Liang Jiahong.
Either with Li Sisi or with Ye Pei, there are little-known stories among them.
Of course, Lin Yang thought it was most likely Ye Pei. After all, he understood everything Li Sisi said.
To know whether he was interested in me or not, Lin Yang kept pretending to be dumbfounded, which also made Li Sisi a little discouraged.
I was wondering if there was something wrong with that part. It wasn't the woman chasing the man's veil. Why, Lin Yang, a straight man, didn't react at all.
"Coach Yuan has high expectations for our four-by-one-hundred-meter relay and hopes we can achieve a satisfactory result."
As Su Bingtian spoke, there was a little worry in the corners of his eyes.
"Otherwise we can take advantage of our free time to practice more tacit understanding."
The tacit understanding between everyone is indeed still a big flaw.
Lin Yang and the four of them all know that his performance last time should be considered extraordinary, otherwise it would be really difficult to win the championship.
Of course, another very important reason is that the National City Games are not as well-known as the National Track and Field Championships, and the opponents are not too difficult.
Su Bingtian actually said this, so of course the four of them, Lin and Yang, silently chose to practice their tacit understanding.
In the 100-meter preliminaries, most of the athletes in the 100-meter event have been eliminated, and less than half of the remaining athletes have been eliminated.
Finally, there is no longer the chaos of yesterday. There has obviously been a lot of improvement, and the work intensity of the staff has become visible to the naked eye.
Su Bingtian was in the group before him, and the strengths of Lin Yang and Su Bingtian could be considered to be close to the same level.
For the organizers of this national track and field championship, they certainly chose to avoid it in a reasonable way.
Su Bingtian was only seventeen years old, and Lin Yang felt that he had begun to become more mature and stable.
Of course, Lin Yang did not rule out that Su Bingtian still had the sharp edge of a young man.
It's just that Liang Jiahong and Wang Xiaoshuai are more obvious. They like to show off, love to play, and also like to show off and brag.
Standing at the inspection entrance, Lin Yang and Su Bingtian stood side by side. Lin Yang originally thought that the two of them had nothing to talk about.
After all, it is not the final of the 100-meter event. Both sides know very well that it is inevitable that the other party will advance to the final of the 100-meter event.
"Brother Lin, I feel you have a high chance of winning this time."
Suddenly, Su Bingtian next to him spoke like this, and he still said something so sure about himself.
"Not necessarily. I'm not sure what kind of results I can achieve this time."
He is really not sure what results he can achieve, and Lin Yang also subconsciously promotes the traditional Chinese virtue of modesty.
"I can see your efforts, I'm sure you can do it."
In his tone, Lin Yang felt that Su Bingtian seemed to have a hint of admiration and admiration for him.
Of course, Lin Yang didn't know if it was his own illusion.
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Su Bingtian and Lin Yang, who were called away by the staff, will also be inspected immediately.
As long as he advanced to the semi-finals of the 100-meter event, it would be the final. Lin Yang was inexplicably looking forward to it.
Lin Yang didn't pay too much attention to what Su Bingtian just said. Instead, he was thinking about when he could use competition as a substitute for training.
You must know that generally only high-level athletes will adopt this form.
"Lin Yang, Lin Yang..."
Just now, he was distracted. When he heard the staff calling his name repeatedly, Lin Yang also waved to signal his presence.
"You stand in the third position in this group and don't mess up the serial number."
While issuing number plates, the staff also reminded Lin Yang not to stand in the wrong position.
After putting up his number plate, Lin Yang also casually observed the players in his group.
There is a bullet-headed player who makes Lin Yang particularly novel.
As the name suggests, Bullets are short, extremely strong athletes, almost similar to weightlifters.
It is estimated that this player is about 1.7 meters tall, but his whole body is covered with tendons.
It is in sharp contrast to Lin Yang and other players who are either strong or thin.
The track suit was bulging because of this athlete. Lin Yang was inexplicably looking forward to how fast this athlete could start.