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Chapter 224 Everyone on the track is an enemy

What kind of existence is the second place?

Chatter said it well: "The second place is the biggest loser."

Donovan Bailey thought that he could become famous in one run and dismissed Xu Ang, the current world record holder in men's 100-meter sprint, but he did not expect Xu Ang to be so powerful.

"Three meters, three meters, three meters..."

Donovan panted hard, and kept mumbling in his heart.

Three meters, this is the gap opened by Xu Ang in the group stage.

Three meters, this distance that he can cross at will, has become the gap between him and Xu Ang.

Xu Ang, who was three meters faster, was the first in the group, while he who was three meters slower could only be second in the group.

Donovan refused.

Look at his results, it's eight-four seconds in nine seconds.

If Xu Ang did not turn out, in the Olympic Games held in Atlanta today, he would break Bolchin's world record of 9.85 seconds and become the new world record creator of men's 100-meter dash.

Without Xu Ang’s turnout, Donovan would be able to become famous in this Olympics, and various commercial endorsements will be softened, and he will become a rich man with endless money. You can enjoy life.

However, Xu Ang's existence turned everything into a dream.

Donovan was furious.

why?

why?

Donovan couldn't understand how the yellow race could be more explosive than a black race like him, and could beat him.

Shouldn’t we dominate the men’s 100-meter sprint, why would a yellow-skinned guy come out?

"Damn it!"

Donovan wiped his face and walked out of the track with a good mood.

Fortunately, this time the match took the top two in the group, and he still had a chance to avenge the arrow, otherwise Donovan would really cry.

After running to the first place in the group, after discovering that Donovan's strength was far inferior to his own, he didn't make any effort in the middle and late stages, so that he just tied the world record he set in the 11th district at the beginning of the year, Xu Ang didn't care.

What if the team is first?

Just get the qualifications for promotion, there is no need to break the world record every time, it is better to save the surprise for the finals.

It's the same as the exam, it's good to pass-60 minutes long live, one more point is wasted.

Zhang Ming greeted Xu Ang and put on clothes for Xu Ang. He reminded Xu Ang: "Donovan Bailey is very strong. If it were placed in the previous Olympics, he would be enough to shock the world. There can be such a strong person in a group stage. It can be seen that in the Olympics Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, you can't take the enemy carelessly."

Holding Zhang Ming by the shoulders, Xu Ang motioned to him: "Lao Zhang, don't be nervous. You don't understand what kind of character I am? You won't underestimate the enemy, this gold medal must belong to us."

For this Olympic gold medal Xu Ang is determined to win, no one can stop him.

Not only does he have to win gold, but he also has to win beautifully and hand in a perfect report card, so that his subsequent actions will not have too much resistance.

"You rest first, and there will be the semi-finals, and then the finals."

Xu Ang frowned after hearing this. He remembered that if there was a semi-final, the final would most likely be put on the next day. How could he listen to Zhang Ming's meaning that he would finish the race today.

"The Olympic Organizing Committee has made changes, and the American contestants have no opinion. Our opinion can't change anything."

Hearing this, Xu Ang couldn't help shaking his head straight: "This is the disadvantage of not being the organizer. Whenever we do it ourselves, it will be fine."

Zhang Ming said in the same sympathy: "The next Olympics has been set. We can only fight for 2004. Hope to succeed."

Xu Ang said nothing. He knew that let alone the unsuccessful bid for the Olympic Games in the millennium, even the first Olympic year after the millennium would not be in China.

However, in 2008, Huaxia was still successful. Since then, Huaxia has let the world see how it is rejuvenating step by step and how it takes off.

Closing his eyes and taking a nap, Xu Ang is waiting for the semifinal.

"Hey, Hua Xia Xu."

Before the semi-final opponent Xu Ang had time to observe, someone took the initiative to talk with him.

This person is no one else, but Bolchin, the creator of the men's 100-meter dash world record before Xu Ang appeared.

Reaching out his hand and not hitting the smiley person, the other party behaved friendly, Xu Ang naturally would not be stingy with the same kindness: "Hello, Mr. Bolchin."

"What a good thing, you broke my record, and it's over so much, I'm not good at all."

Bolchin said this with a smile, and it was obvious that he did not show any resentment towards Xu Ang.On the contrary, Bolchin was very friendly: "Let’s tell you the truth, this is the last Olympic Games I participated in. After all, I’m already in my thirties. The peak period has long passed, I just want to decline. Slow down, so that I can stay in my beloved arena for another year or two. Okay, why should I tell you this? You young people don't realize this feeling."

Bolchin laughed mockingly: "Can you promise me a request, Hua Xia Xu."

Xu Ang said noncommittal: "Tell me about it."

"Will the semi-finals wait for me to see your true strength? It's a curtain call from the creator of the current world record to the predecessor."

Xu Ang replied: "This will definitely become a good story in the history of sports."

Hearing Xu Ang said so, Bolqin laughed.He patted Xu Ang's arm, said thank you, then turned and walked back to his track.

Xu Ang didn't see that when Bolchin turned his back to him, the latter made a weird expression somewhere off the court.

Someone quietly retreated after receiving the message he wanted, and soon this person appeared in a player's lounge.

"Bolcin succeeded. We can take a good look at the strength of the Chinese in the semifinals and decide what to do in the finals."

This person whispered to a black brother who put a towel on his head and completely covered his face.Seeing his ecstatic expression, you know that he is satisfied with his masterpiece.

"That Chinese guy is still too young, he doesn't know how attractive money is. Just give a little bit of affection, and the young man will be moved. He is really naive. He doesn't understand at all, as long as he gets on the track , Anyone is an enemy, any predecessors, any competitive spirit, all are imaginary, only benefits are eternal. Then Borqin took my money, he..."

"Get out! Don't disturb me to rest!"

"Ok."

The man was relentlessly driven away by Brother Hei. After he closed the door and left, Brother Hei tore off the towel covering his head and fell to the ground fiercely, cursing: "Despicable Korean."

If it wasn't for winning the Olympics, or for the huge amount of commercial endorsement after winning, he would not let this Korean man fool around.

The curse is cursing, but Brother Hei's body is unusually honest.He walked to the public rest area and watched the semifinal match between Xu Ang and Bolchin through live broadcast.