"After a rush, the game is about to start again..."

"Snapped......"

"Okay... The race started, and Chen Haijian's start was perfect and beautiful..."

On the TV, the host Yang Jian's voice came: "Yin Hanzhao's start is also perfect...very good, Chen Haijian is currently running first..."

"Wang's running method is different. His speed in the first half is not very fast, and the second half is his home court..."

At this time, Han Shengqiao mentioned Wang Ben. Now Wang Ben is only running in fourth place, slightly ahead of Mo Xu Shenwu... According to Wang Ben's speed in the first half of the race, it is impossible to lead Mo Xu Shenwu at this time.

Speed ​​up, take big strides, shorten your stride...

When the speed increases, it is the beginning of Wang Ben's real performance.

"Wang Ben accelerated..."

Yang Jian suddenly shouted: "Wang Ben is getting faster and faster. After the first 50 meters of full adjustment and acceleration, Wang Ben began to burst into the most perfect speed..."

"Begin to go beyond..."

Yang Jian's voice was a little excited. In the 100-meter race, the athletes were always leading, which might not make people excited. The most uncontrollable emotion was in every game, the moment when the athlete started to surpass from the backward state. The release of a heart's energy makes people's blood surge...

"Wang Ben caught up with Chen Haijian... surpassed the past..."

Yang Jian's voice overwhelmed the cheers and clamor at the game site: "Someone fell... The soil will be rich..."

"Wang Ben is about to cross the line..."

There was absolutely no time to explain the fall of the general Kuan Yu, Wang Ben was about to cross the line, Yang Jian almost stood up and shouted: "Crossing the line... Win!"

"The top three! Chinese athletes have swept the top three in the men's 100 meters at the Asian Games! Unprecedented!"

"Chinese athletes have created the history of Chinese sprinting..."

Yang Jian's voice was so excited that he could hardly hold himself back: "The overlord of Asian sprints has always been occupied by Japan, and now China sprints..."

While explaining, suddenly the camera turned and the timing board appeared on the TV. Seeing the string of bright red numbers, Yang Jian froze for a moment, then yelled: "New Asian record! This is new history! Wang Ben! Created the history of Asian sprinting! There is no super wind speed... He ran in 10 seconds again! This is the first time that a yellow race in the true sense has run in 10 seconds, breaking the impossibility of European and American experts to run in 10 seconds. Predictions in seconds..."

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

In Qi Province, Donghuan Town, Donghu County, Wanglou Village...

Wang Ben's house was "overcrowded" at this time, and all kinds of relatives, as well as the surrounding neighbors, were crowded into Wang Ben's house. When Li Fen came to Wang Ben's house, he didn't even have a place to sit, so he could only stand behind the crowd and watch a 21-inch color TV...

At this time on the TV, the game has not yet started, and the athletes have already started preparations before the game.

"Has the game started?"

There was silence in the TV, but there was a lot of noise in front of the TV.

Wang Ben's mother's name is Ding Hui. Ding Hui, who is in her forties this year, is a peasant. She doesn't understand the big truth, but she knows that her son is promising. She has won many honors in domestic competitions before.

Not only that, but also received a lot of rewards, and also got a considerable salary income. The improvement of living conditions at home is the best proof.

At the beginning, relatives and neighbors who said that sports had no prospects were envious. They all crowded into their own homes to watch their son's games.

I will definitely hope that my son can win the game, but I am worried that all relatives and friends will come to the house. If my son's performance is not satisfactory, it will be a shame...

So at this time, Ding Hui was still very nervous.

Wang Ben's father, Wang Zhuang, glared at his wife fiercely, and called out to his relatives and friends for nothing.

If my son is good enough, it will be easy to do. This is an international competition. I heard that the Japanese can run very fast. Throughout Asia, the Japanese sprint is the first...

Wang Zhuang, who had never watched his son's game, was a little nervous with anticipation.

"It's about to start..."

In the room full of people, only Li Fen knew the rules of the game better. Wang Ben's previous game, but no live broadcast, this is the first domestic live broadcast, and the first time you can watch Wang Ben's game on TV.

"Shh..."

When she saw the athlete bowing up, Li Fen made a silent gesture: "The game is about to start..."

It was quiet in the room, as if they were at the scene of the game, afraid of affecting Wang Ben's performance.

"Snapped......"

In the TV, the sound of the command gun of the game clearly came, and the eight athletes, under the combination of various shots, can most intuitively watch the speed of each athlete, the performance of each athlete...

"what..."

When Ding Hui saw her son, she was not far behind at first, but after several tens of meters, her son was still behind. Ding Hui's heart beat faster, and her mouth was so nervous that she lost her voice. .

"Wang Ben started to speed up..."

With Yang Jian's voice coming from the TV, Wang Ben of the fourth channel suddenly became faster and faster, surpassing everyone in the blink of an eye, but in the blink of an eye, he was ahead of everyone. Dizzying.

Wang Ben went straight to the finish line at the fastest speed...

"A new Asian record..."

Inside the TV, Yang Jian's excited and somewhat broken voice came: "Wang Ben broke the Asian record! A new Asian record is born, glory to Asia! Glory to the world!"

The sound in the TV made everyone in the room excited, and for a while, the room was a little quiet.

"Wang Ben broke the Asian record?"

"He outrun the Japanese?"

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

In Licheng, in front of the TV, Chen Lao sat on the sofa, his eyes flashing, he carefully watched every link of the game, and finally accompanied Wang Ben to the line, Chen Lao suddenly stood up: "9 seconds 96, actually An amazing time of 9 seconds 96..."

"What's wrong?"

Mrs. Chen looked at Mrs. Chen who was pacing back and forth and kept talking. Mrs. Chen also didn't understand: "Wang Ben broke the Asian record, isn't it a big happy event?"

"yes..."

Chen Lai was already in tears at this time: "The new Asian record is back in the hands of the Chinese. I am really excited and happy... This is indeed a day worth remembering for a lifetime."

Yellow man, ran into 10 seconds!

Not 9 seconds 99... not 9 seconds 98... but 9 seconds 96, not ten seconds running in with a 10 second tail...

"But I'm even happier..."

Chen Lao's face was shaking: "There are more coaches like Zhang Ben in the domestic sprint..."

Mrs. Chen nodded. She still had some impressions of this young coach. A very gentle, educated young man.

"Don't we have a lot of domestic coaches?"

There is no shortage of such a coach in China. Mrs. Chen has always been very ignorant of why the achievements of domestic sprinting are always piled on this Zhang Ben...

"You know old money..."

Chen Lao sat down again, but Ya was still very excited, and everyone could see that Chen Lao was in a good mood.

"What's up with him?"

Mrs. Chen was a little confused, so polite, what did he do when he mentioned it?

"Old Qian is definitely an international sports data analysis master..."

Chen Lao recognized Lao Qian very much: "He once analyzed that Wang Ben's performance will only decline in the future. If there were no other training methods, 10.04 seconds at that time was the fastest speed in his life... But Zhang Ben Appeared, Wang Ben's running method has changed, and the postures of various body performances are completely different... This is the standard European and American athletes' running method... I believe Lao Qian's judgment! "

"You believe in his judgment, why do you want to help Zhang Ben with all your strength?"

This is what Mrs. Chen can't understand the most... It's not like there are no young coaches in China... Why did Mr. Chen fall in love with Zhang Ben?

"You don't understand..."

Chen Lao smiled: "I believe in Lao Qian, but I believe in Zhang Ben even more..."

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

"Asian Record!"

"Oh!"

In the stadium, hundreds of overseas Chinese students cheered loudly to celebrate this moment...

Zhang Ben looked away from the big screen, and saw Yu Wei standing blankly, not cheering at all, at this time, tears were streaming down his face...

"We broke the Asian record!"

Zhang Ben patted his arm: "Not only did he break the Asian record, but Chen Haijian also ran a personal best of 10.02 seconds, and Yin Hanzhao also ran a good result of 10.11 seconds. Lao Yu, let's take it. Three tickets to the 2004 Athens Olympics, the men's 100m!"