Football Kung Fu Player

A month later, Wang Xing and Chen Luo, Dong Hao and Hu Kai boarded the train to Tianjin.

This time the national track and field trials will be held in Tianjin.

The purpose is to determine who will participate in the Asian Athletics Championships held in the Philippines two months later.

Therefore, every region, more than 30 provinces and cities, as well as the Bayi Team of the military region, the railway department, the public security department, etc., all poured in here.

Sprinting is not Tianchao's strong point, so the entry threshold is set very low, and almost all of them have skills, and all of them are stuffed in by the coaches of various schools.

As soon as they walked into the stadium, there was a lively conversation on the head.

The stands were already filled with many people who looked like leaders, waiting for the start of the game. The top viewing stand was occupied by some leaders from Tianjin City and the General Administration of Sports.

For this track and field trials, the General Administration of Sports still attaches great importance to it.

After all, this is an opportunity to select track and field seedlings.

But the second row is full of long guns and short guns. Of course, sports reporters are indispensable for this game.

However, domestic track and field has always been weak, so it is not taken seriously.

These reporters are all tabloids and some small media, and they have no influence at all.

But below, there was a sparse row of spectators, and as far as the eye could see, there were not many people.

There are not many people in China who like to watch track and field events. Many of these spectators are relatives and family members who come to cheer for their children.

In sharp contrast to the spectator seats, it is the track.

Nowadays, there are people coming and going on the track, all of them are contestants in sportswear, warming up.

"Wow, there are so many people!"

Wang Xing looked at the various figures in front of him, a little confused.

"Is this all for the competition?"

Wang Xing couldn't help asking Chen Luo beside him, and Chen Luo nodded: "Of course, we are the imperial capital, and we are the closest, so we came the latest. People in remote Sichuan and other places have arrived a day earlier!"

"Then how many people participated?"

Wang Xing was stunned and said.

Chen Luo patted him on the shoulder: "Don't think too much, there are a total of 140 participants this time, and there are almost 3-4 representatives from each region... The coaches all have the same idea, let newcomers experience it, this kind of selection competition , it is the best game to watch talent!"

"..."

Wang Xing looked at this crowd of people, but he made a decision in his heart that he would not participate in such trials in the future.

This is purely crowd tactics!

"So, in the preliminaries for a while, don't run too fast... Just make sure you are the first!"

Chen Luo exhorted Wang Xing. Dong Hao and Hu Kai on the side obviously did not take part in such a competition for the first time. Chen Luo didn't need to take care of them. They had already changed into their sportswear and worked on the spot warm up.

The main events on this first day are the respective qualifiers and rematch.

As for the 100-meter track and field, there are preliminaries and semi-finals in the morning, and semi-finals in the afternoon. Judging from the schedule, the schedule is still very tight.

More than 140 contestants were divided into 18 groups, and the top 40 can enter the next round of semi-finals.

Chen Luo has been taking care of the main points of Wang Xing's many competitions. After all, although Wang Xing is very strong, it is the first time for him to participate in such a large-scale competition. No one can say what the result will be.

...

After a short opening ceremony and leaders' speeches, the competition officially started.

Wang Xing was assigned to the second group.

The 100-meter race in the Olympic Games, known as the Flying Fight, is one of the events with the highest attention, influence and ratings.

After all, this champion is known as the fastest man in the world.

As for the track and field trials, although the scale cannot be compared with the Olympic Games, the 100-meter duel is undoubtedly the most concerned among all track and field events.

The deputy director of the General Administration of Sports, the president of the Athletics Association, and several track and field coaches all attended this trial.

"Old Jiang, who did your field association send this time?"

Deputy Director Wang of the General Administration of Sports looked at Vice President Jiang of the Athletic Association and said.

"Chen Jian, the No. 1 track and field seed in China!"

Vice President Jiang was talking there, but Director Wang's eyes lit up: "What? You sent Chen Jian out?"

Chen Jian is now the No. 1 seed in the national track and field sprint, and his strength is well-deserved No. 1 in China.

"Hey, I can't help it. Originally, this kind of competition is mainly based on experience. Let these little guys run. It's not good to feel the atmosphere of the game... But Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen called me personally and asked me to No matter what, Chen Jian must be arranged to play, you say this..."

Vice President Jiang shook his head. Mr. Chen was the former head coach of the track and field national team. Obviously, ordinary people would not dare to offend him.

"Oh, there is such a thing?"

Director Wang couldn't help laughing: "Then what do you mean, Mr. Chen is also here this time?"

"It's coming, can he not come? His disciple is also participating in the competition this time, and he is here to supervise the battle!"

"Oh, Mr. Chen has accepted disciples again?"

Director Wang was stunned, and President Jiang nodded: "Well, I discovered it in high school half a year ago. It is said that I have never practiced track and field before. I ran to 10 seconds 7 in three months... Now, it is 10 seconds 3. Talent Amazing!"

"Oh, that's right...then I'll take a good look at it today!"

Director Wang had a smile on his face, chatting and laughing with Chairman Jiang, but his eyes shot at the crowd.

At this time, the first group of contestants in the 100-meter track and field preliminaries had already finished the competition, and the first place score was 10.70 seconds...not very good.

Wang Xing looked up at his group, the second group was the third runway.

"Don't run too fast!"

Chen Luo gave Wang Xing a muscle massage, and he looked extremely nervous, making Wang Xing a little dumbfounded.

"Old Chen, is this you running or I running... Look at how nervous you are, don't worry, you will definitely be number one!"

With that said, Wang Xing pulled the towel off his body, but walked towards his own runway.

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