Football Kung Fu Player

Mr. Chen held the 100-meter semi-final group match table in his hand, his face was a little dignified.

"This grouping is very strange..."

Mr. Chen looked at Chen Luo, Director Yu looked puzzled at Chen Jian and Shen Cheng of the national team, and Yang Zu at the side.

"At the end of the day, Shenwu actually teamed up with Chen Jian...Shen Cheng met Asahara Shinji...Yang Zu, in your 200-meter rematch, there was also a Japanese player Gao Guangxuping, this is Japan's 200-meter strength only The next player behind Shingo Suezue..."

Director Yu was talking there, Chen Jian's faces were obviously not very friendly.

After all, each group of pigs and Japanese met in advance.

"Wang Xing's side is alright, but... there are many strong players, Japan's Toe Hiroyuki, and Taiguo's Song Di... These two guys are top athletes in Asia!"

Chen Luo said to Wang Xing who was warming up.

Wang Xing was stunned: "Yes~ how top-notch?"

"Um...forget it, I won't introduce you anymore, just run hard!-"

Chen Luo still had his own way of thinking, and only when he looked at Wang Xing did he realize that the top players in Asia are right next to him, and if he introduces himself, he is also playing the piano against the master.

"Don't worry, Old Chen, if you still don't believe me, I will be number one!"

Seeing Wang Xing's confident and careless face, Chen Luo felt that it was superfluous to talk to him about his opponent.

There are 6 rounds in the 100m rematch, and Wang Xing is ranked fifth.

Chen Jian and Shen Cheng were in front of him, and Hu Kai was in the last group.

"Run well and do your best... This time it was broadcast live on CCTV. It was our first time in track and field, so we must work hard!"

Director Yu was doing pre-war mobilization, but his face was very ugly.

After all, apart from Hu Kai, in the four rematch matches of the Tianchao players, there are Japanese players in the same group.

It would be very embarrassing to lose to the Japanese in front of the TV audience.

But the probability of this kind of thing happening is very high, the strength of the Japanese is there, so the psychological pressure on the director can be imagined.

"Athletes participating in the 100-meter rematch please prepare..."

In the field broadcast, the news of the start of the 100-meter rematch was broadcast in English.

"Okay, I'm going to play!"

Chen Jian clenched his fists and made a winning move.

"Come on, Chen Jian!"

Shen Cheng clapped his hands with him, and Chen Jian didn't even look back, and rushed directly towards Zaishou.

At the same time, in front of the Tianchao TV, countless viewers were watching the live broadcast.

Today's news has come out, that Wang Xing, the track and field runner who broke the Asian record not long ago, actually broke two more Asian records in yesterday's preliminaries.

This time, it also broke the record of the Japanese.

The whole country is a little excited.

Moreover, Sports Weekly even published a piece of insider news.

Countless viewers were filled with righteous indignation and scolded Koji Ito bloody. Fortunately, Wang Xing's Asian record was strong enough to retaliate.

"Wang Xing has defended the dignity of our Chinese people with practical actions. Who said that Asians can't run in 10 seconds? Koji Ito, have you seen it? 9 seconds 97, a new Asian record...so please Shut up, we people from the Celestial Dynasty are now the number one flying man in Asia!"

Seeing Xu Yu's manuscript on the Sports Weekly, countless audiences clapped their hands and applauded, their blood boiled with enthusiasm!

On time, they sat in front of the TV and watched the Asian Athletics Championships this time.

Yang Jianzai was in charge of explaining: "The first group is Chen Jian, a veteran of our Celestial Dynasty, who has won two national track and field championships..."

Following the commentary, Chen Jian appeared on the TV screen. He stood on the starting line and let out a deep breath.

"We are here to say that in the same team as Chen Jian, there is also the once famous sprinter in Asia, Japan's Shingo Suesue, who held the Asian record for men in the 200 meters before... .So this rematch can be described as a battle between dragons and tigers..."

"Okay, the race has started...Chen Jian's starting reaction was quick, and he is temporarily ranked second in the group, second only to Shen Wu at the end...Chen Jian is accelerating, okay... …Keep going, come on, Chen Jian, come on...sprint!”

Yang Jian roared wildly there, and every audience felt the thrill of the game.

swish!

Chen Jian crossed the finish line smoothly.

"Hey, it's a pity, the second place, 10 seconds 19... This result is quite good, if there is no last Shenwu's 10 seconds 09, Chen Jian should be the first in the group!"

…… Ask for flowers…………

Yang Jian said with some regret: "But this is only a rematch, let us congratulate Chen Jian for successfully entering the semi-finals..."

Although they made it to the semi-finals, the audience in front of the TV was still very angry.

After all, he lost to Little Japan.

"Damn it, little Japan is number one!"

"Damn it, what the hell..... I lost the first game!"

"Fortunately made it to the semi-finals"

Ten minutes later, Shen Cheng played in the third group rematch. In the same group as him, there was also a Japanese player, and that was Shinji Asahara.

This player's 100 meters and 200 meters are equally strong.

Shen Cheng tried his best, but he was still far behind him, ranking third in the group, and the second place was actually Afghan player Ayiz.

"Damn it, you can't even run Afghanistan!"

"Yeah...third place, too slow!"

"Where's Wang Xing, what about the Wang Xing who broke the world record?"

"That's right, we want Wang Xing!"

Countless spectators shouted there, but Yang Jian was still commenting on the last game: "I don't know much about Ayiz from Afghanistan, but his speed is close to the Olympic A standard. It has been uneven, and it is not easy to send people to compete this time...so he should be quite rare in this competition..."

"Fuck you, I can't run, I can't run, what excuse do I have...

Viewers sent text messages on the live interactive platform, and the CCTV staff responsible for collecting information suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

From the beginning of this live broadcast to now, 90% of it is scolding.

"Wang Xing...Which group is Wang Xing in?"

The backstage worker wiped his sweat and asked the colleague behind him who was in charge of counting the schedule.

"Immediately, immediately on the stage....

"Hey, blessed by the Buddha, I hope Wang Xing can win the game... If he loses, he will probably be scolded to death..."

"Hey, according to me, it shouldn't be broadcast. This track and field is changing rapidly..."

In the broadcasting office, you were talking to each other, and at this moment, Wang Xing... came on stage!.