"The handover of the baton depends on the tacit understanding. If the speed cannot be improved, it is necessary to rely on the moment of handing over the baton to compress the time to the shortest possible time..."

After a few rounds of training, Zhang Ben called a few people to his side: "At three o'clock in the afternoon, it's a relay race. Although it's just a preliminaries, you should take it seriously..."

"Don't worry, coach, we will do our best!"

The four athletes from Qi Province are very confident.

Now their team has a lineup of champions and runners-up in the 100m final. And their two 100-meter best results are not very inferior.

"The order of the bats of our relay team is based on the bats of your own training..."

Zhang Ben looked at Yin Jintao and said, "Yin Jintao is still the first..."

The first baton in the relay race is the entire corner and a very short straight. Yin Jintao is now training for the 200-meter event, and he still has a lot of experience in sprinting in corners.

"Luo Jiaquan is the second best..."

On the entire track, the second run is the entire relay race, the longest run... Luo Jiaquan himself is also a 200-meter athlete, and his 100-meter performance is also very good, so this run is very suitable.

"Li Tai is still the third best..."

Looking at Li Tai, Zhang Ben smiled. Zhang Ben still likes this young man very much. Usually taciturn, training is very serious, for each training, the execution ability is very strong.

As a special 200-meter athlete, the third pole is the corner. Li Tai's cornering skills are even more perfect than Yin Jintao's.

"Fourth...Wang Ben..."

For the relay team, what Zhang Ben was most worried about was Wang Ben.

If the relay team wants to achieve results, it must have a considerable tacit understanding. It's true that Wang Ben joined for too short a time. It's only been a month... Wang Ben has been training recently, and he occasionally makes mistakes.

If you make mistakes in training, you can realize your own shortcomings.

A mistake on the track is a loss of the race.

"Wang Ben, the last bat, Li Tai enters your batting area, you pause for a second and then start... Remember, when you instinctively want to start, you count a second before starting..."

Wang Ben and the system's blessing, the speed is too fast, Li Tai's speed is good, according to the original plan, Wang Ben's speed increases, Li Tai may not be able to catch up...

Wang Ben's eyes lit up and nodded: "I understand the coach..."

"Now that you understand, let's continue training... Now the main thing is tacit training. As for physical training, it's good to be able to exercise your body. You must not obey the command..."

In the next three or four days, the schedule is relatively tight.

At this time, as long as the athletes have a little training and keep their bodies flexible, everything will be fine.

Relay preliminaries this afternoon, 200m preliminaries tomorrow, 800m preliminaries, the day after tomorrow is the men's 200m, 800m finals...,

The day after tomorrow is the relay final...

"Okay, let's all go to training. After eating in the morning, take a break and gather downstairs..."

Zhang Ben explained a few words and walked out with Zhou Zhiyuan.

"You arranged the relay like this..."

Zhou Zhiyuan was a little puzzled: "You should know the strengths and weaknesses of each athlete's speed. Now you are left to the temperament of these little guys... Don't go wrong..."

Qi Province has successively held several National Games, and the men's relay has not entered the finals.

This year, it was not easy. The relay team had an unprecedentedly strong lineup. Zhou Zhiyuan was moved, and he was even more worried.

"I know them well..."

Zhang Ben smiled: "But relatively speaking, they know themselves better!"

"Li Liang..."

Zhang Ben beckoned to Li Liang: "It's not an extremely challenging training now, keep your physical strength properly, exercise your muscles, and there will be a competition tomorrow..."

"Zhang Ben..."

Walking out of the school playground, Zhou Zhiyuan frowned: "I always feel that something is wrong with you... Have you been hit? Wang Ben and the others are indeed your disciples. Now that they have achieved results, they will be sent to the youth training camp. And...they don't have much chance of competing..."

He raised his head in surprise, but Zhang Ben relaxed: "Director Zhou, I know that the Athletics Association and the Athletics have some distribution of benefits, but I believe that the older generation of sportsmen will never bury their talents..."

"If my disciples enter the national team and cannot participate in foreign competitions for some reason, it is because their achievements are not enough to dominate some interests..."

Zhang Ben's face became serious: "If this is the case, in this National Games, let the Qi Province sprint team become the most dazzling team in this Games..."

............

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the Qi Provincial Relay Team arrived at the Olympic Sports Center and began to warm up.

"One broadcast now, one broadcast now. Liao Province athlete Gu Yuan, who broke the Asian record with a hammer throw of 66 meters and 97... Let's congratulate Gu Yuan..."

Suddenly, the sound of the broadcast echoed throughout the stadium.

Zhang Ben stood up straight, his face full of awe, he couldn't help raising his hands and applauding. Every record deserves respect! Behind every record, there is endless sweat, hard training can only be completed.

"Asian Record!"

In this session of the National Games, the level of athletes is very high, breaking Asian records, and there are many world records. This is the first time that Zhang Ben has heard the broadcast of someone breaking the Asian record since the start of the competition...

"Asian Record..."

After speaking again, Zhang Ben's heart also became hot, but he was still relatively calm: "The Asian record will be broken, but not now..."

Zhang Ben remembered that the Asian record for the men's 100 meters at this time was 10 seconds.

At this time, the national record for the 200m is 20.54, and the Asian record is 20.16 set by a Japanese player three years ago...

As for the relay race, the domestic record is 38.81, the Asian record is 38.43...

"It's too early to say breaking the Asian record..."

Zhang Ben frowned, looking at the Qi Provincial Relay Team members who were also full of expectations, Zhang Ben kept calculating in his heart: "This is just the preliminaries..."

There are only 31 teams in the 34 provinces, autonomous regions, autonomous regions and municipalities directly under the Central Government. They are divided into four preliminaries.

When the athletes from Qi Province started to check and record, Zhang Ben carried his bag and entered the competition area.

Every National Games, the arrangement of the track here is exquisite. The performance of Qi Province was mediocre before, which can be said to be a bit poor. In this National Games, the relay competition has nothing to do with individual performance.

"The ninth track..."

In the relay race, there are eight teams in each group and seven teams in the fourth group.

The track arrangement starts from the second track.

Qi Province was placed in the third group, the ninth track...

"Hello Coach Zhang..."

Zhang Ben was thinking about this game when someone tapped his shoulder. In front of him was a middle-aged man who was not very tall and greeted him: "Hello, I'm Yuan Guohua from Guangdong Province..."

Zhang Ben's expression changed, and he stretched out his hand to hold Yuan Guohua's hand: "Hello, Coach Yuan..."

The middle-aged coach in front of him is already a national-level coach. Zhang Ben is still relatively familiar with Yuan Guohua and is a well-known sprint coach.

It is because of the existence of this person, who knows people with discerning eyes. At the original time, China's sprinting has risen in an all-round way, and it has once again returned to the top of Asia, decisively fighting the world track...

This is an amazing trainer!

"Ha ha..."

Zhang Ben's enthusiasm made Yuan Guohua a little embarrassed: "I just came to see, our youngest coach. We will have opportunities to cooperate in the future..."

After a few simple chats, Yuan Guohua said goodbye and left, and the game was about to start.

"call..."

Zhang Ben looked resolute, looked at Yuan Guohua's back, and murmured: "Now this game, let you take a look at the ninth miracle... If there is cooperation in the future, it will also be dominated by me!"