My Life Simulator

This year has been the most watched year in sports.

In addition to the convening of the National Games and the overwhelming publicity from various media. More importantly... Zhang Pei's 100m sprint score of 10.04 seconds.

The 100-meter score of 10.04 seconds was like a thunderous explosion, which exploded the entire sports world into a frenzy.

The 100-meter score of 10.04 seconds is a historic breakthrough.

Before that, the Huaxia 100-meter sprint record was 10.17 seconds, which had been maintained for thirteen years without any breakthrough.

10 seconds seems to be a curse, haunting the heads of Chinese 100-meter athletes.

Countless athletes have worked hard and shed countless sweats, but they can't get close to the 10-second moat, let alone break the 10-second curse.

Many people are disheartened, and many people are desperate. Perhaps... the genes of the Chinese are determined, our limit is here, just 10 seconds away!

Now... Zhang Pei's major breakthrough of 10.04 seconds has set a new national record and a new Asian record, giving people the hope of breaking the 10-second curse and breaking through the 10-second natural moat.

Since September, since Zhang Pei ran the 100 meters in 10.04 seconds, he has become the darling of the sports world and the pride of the people of the whole country!

Various broadcasts and interviews poured out like a tide and presented them to the people of the whole country, making Zhang Pei's name a household name and making him a sports star.

"Leader in the 100-meter sprint", "Flying Man Zhang Pei", all kinds of praises are overwhelming, making Zhang Pei's head bloom with countless halos.

Lu Li had been training in closed-door training at the track and field center before, and he didn't have any direct feelings. Now... even in the small shops along the road, you can see the drinks endorsed by Zhang Pei.

"Ten years of training, no one asked, and won the championship in one fell swoop."

Coach Tian Hong held the drink bottle with Zhang Pei's picture on it, shook it in his hand, and gave Lu Li a deep look.

Lu Li smiled and didn't answer, just unscrewed the lid of the drink casually, raised his head and took a sip.

This kind of thing printed with the designated drink of the national track and field team, the taste... is very ordinary.

Long Wusheng's face was still so dark, but...the drink bottles were smashed by him.

"Apart from Zhang Pei, you have a formidable enemy!"

Coach Tian Hong raised his head and took a sip of the drink, and said to the two: "Su Jing from Guangdong Province, he ran the 100 meters in 10.16 seconds. His strength is also very strong. It was just covered up by Zhang Pei. Just brilliance."

"The opponent... isn't it just used to defeat it?"

Lu Li smiled, "Don't worry, our psychological quality is not that bad, and we won't be intimidated by a strong enemy."

"Afraid of an egg! Fuck him!"

Long Wusheng's eyeballs bulged, and a chili-flavored foul language burst out.

"Very good! If you have this fighting spirit, I can rest assured!"

Coach Tian Hong smiled and nodded.

This year's National Games was held in Liao Province. After a long journey, Lu Li and his party finally arrived at the venue.

Under the guidance of the staff, Lu Li and his party settled in the designated athlete's dormitory.

A few days before the official opening of the National Games, Lu Li and others first got familiar with the competition venue, adapted to the environment and climate, and made all preparations for the competition in the National Games.

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Autumn is crisp and clear, and the sky is like a wash.

The closely watched 12th National Games finally kicked off.

Huaxia TV broadcasted the whole process live, and TV stations of various provinces and cities also sent interview teams to interview and broadcast the competition of athletes in their provinces and cities.

Because of Zhang Pei's major breakthrough in history, this National Games has attracted more attention. People are looking forward to Zhang Pei's better results in the National Games, and even... breaking through the 10-second natural moat and breaking the 10-second curse.

"Huaxia TV. This is the sports channel. Dear viewers, the 12th National Games, which has attracted much attention, officially kicked off today."

In the studio, the host explained passionately, "Today, we are honored to invite Director Wang Wei of the State Sports General Administration."

The host looked at the guest next to him, "Director Wang, which game are you most concerned about or looking forward to most in this National Games?"

"As a member of the State Sports General Administration, I pay close attention to every event in the National Games."

Director Wang Wei is a leading cadre in the end, and his words are not leaking. "However, if I look forward to it, I, like the people of the whole country, are looking forward to Zhang Pei's competition. I look forward to him bringing us even greater victories!"

"Yeah! This year is the most fruitful year for the 100-meter track and field event in my country. The 10.04 100-meter result is a historic breakthrough. We look forward to Zhang Pei's more brilliant achievements in the National Games!"

As if this year's National Games was held for Zhang Pei, Zhang Pei's figure is everywhere on TV, in advertisements, and on the Internet.

At the opening ceremony, Lu Li even saw Zhang Pei speaking on the podium as a representative of the athletes.

To be honest... Lu Li looks like a lemon!

10 seconds 04 is so beautiful? What if I ran out of 10 seconds, or even within 10 seconds?

Lu Li clenched his fists, and his heart was full of fighting spirit.

Turning his head to look at Long Wusheng next to him, Lu Li found that... Long Wusheng also clenched his teeth secretly.

"Look over there, over there with the Guangdong team. The little guy in front is Su Jing. He is also your rival."

At this time, Coach Tian Hong reminded him next to him.

Lu Li turned his head and looked over, only to see a male athlete about 1.75 meters tall standing at the front of the Yuehai team.

At this moment, Su Jingzheng stared closely at Zhang Pei who was speaking on the stage, his hands clenched into fists, his eyes seemed to be glowing.

It seems... everyone is not admitting defeat!

Zhang Peiwei is famous and brilliant, known as "the leader of the 100-meter sprint". As an athlete in the 100m event, Su Jing should not admit defeat.

Lu Li looked at Zhang Pei in the stands, and then looked at Su Jing next door, thinking: These two guys are my biggest competitors in the National Games.

The athlete's admission ceremony is over, and then there are various cultural performances.

The entire National Games schedule is as long as fifteen days. After the opening ceremony on the first day, there was no competition.

The admission ceremony is over and the athletes leave the field. When Lu Li walked out of the hallway, he encountered a bunch of reporters.

"Zhang Pei! Zhang Pei! This way! This way!"

The swarming reporters held up the microphone and shouted Zhang Pei's name.

Well, it has nothing to do with me.

Lu Li pouted and walked around.

"Zhang Pei, do you have the confidence to achieve better results in this National Games?"

"Zhang Pei, as the first brother of the 100m event, do you have anything to say to other athletes?"

"Zhang Pei, will you participate in next year's Asian Games in Korea?"

"..."

There was a commotion behind Lu Li.