The First Thousand Three Hundred and Forty Chapters Are Fierce

In the discussion among the people on the sidelines, Ding Weizhe and several people have placed the hurdles in the exact position on the track.

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Nie Tao asked Zhang Yu to familiarize himself with the spacing and height of the hurdles. After all, this was the first time he jumped to the hurdles of the adult group. Although it was enough to jump higher, this kind of thing was easier said than done. It's not something you can do with your upper lip touching your lower lip.

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Zhang Yu came to the track and tried a few strides. Although he had never practiced hurdles since the last sports meeting, with his unforgettable and high-level brain, he had no idea about the various technical movements of hurdles in the past. forget.

Now I try the stride again, and it feels almost the same as when I was in the original competition, except that the hurdles are a little higher. When attacking the hurdles, I need to push harder on the ground and jump higher.

I have to say, as soon as the connoisseurs get their hands on it, they will know if there is any.

Although Zhang Yu's only tried a few strides, the speed was not fast, but the rhythm and attacking hurdles were at a professional level.

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"Look! People will hurdle."

"No! And just looking at these two times, it's quite professional."

"That's why! Coach Nie is not a fool. How could Bai Ding, who doesn't understand anything, join the track and field team casually! This kid is definitely a master!"

"A master is a master! This is the degree... I have to say! It is indeed a big problem."

"No one is perfect! Running a little slower can help you exercise later. Jumping and rhythm are not good. If you want to get started in a short time, then it will be difficult!"

"Don't say it's so easy or not, and the speed is not so easy to improve. If the speed reaches the bottleneck, it will be more difficult to increase one second and a half second than the sky!"

"Although this kid can be tall, he looks a little thin. If he wants to improve his height, I'm afraid it will be a little difficult."

"Eat more meat and custard! Supplement more protein!"

"Bullshit! Who doesn't know. But the problem now is that time is running out. The games are about to start!"

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Amidst the discussions among the coaches on the long side, Zhang Yu was ready and arrived at the starting point of the track, ready to start the race officially.

Ding Weizhe stood at the finish line with a timer in his hand. When Zhang Yu was ready, he put the whistle in his mouth and blew it.

Zhang Yu, who was squatting on the ground, immediately bowed when he heard the preparatory whistle, and when the whistle sounded again, he rushed out.

The distance between the hurdles was getting closer and closer, Zhang Yu jumped for life, and easily passed over the hurdles... Then he passed all the way, all the hurdles did not scratch at all, and all leaped over.

The surrounding people saw that this was a five-body throw of admiration, not to mention Zhang Yu's degree, just talking about the hurdle movement, it was a textbook-style demonstration, and it could be used as a hurdle demonstration performance.

As a figure crossed the finish line, Ding Weizhe also pressed the timer in his hand.

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"Weizhe! How much time?" Nie Tao said loudly.

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"Sixteen seconds and twenty!" Ding Weizhe said loudly after carefully confirming the time.

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"16 seconds and 20! Not bad! A second-level athlete!"

"It's amazing that this kind of speed can go into sixteen seconds! I thought it would not pass seventeen seconds!"

"The key is the action of this kid when he attacked the hurdle. It's so perfect, it's all done in one go."

"Sixteen seconds by hand! Shouldn't it be the standard for a second-level athlete?"

"No! The actual grade is only the third-level standard."

"Please! They are still wearing sneakers! It's easier to put on professional sneakers for a second."

"So this kid is going to wear professional shoes! At least fifteen seconds."

"No!"

"Brilliant!"

"Hey hey hey! Did you pay attention just now! That kid attacked the fence with seven steps."

"Really! I didn't pay attention to this. Seven-step attacking the fence... Isn't it a national foundation?"

"Look at their height and long legs! Without this basic hardware, don't even think about it."

"Makes sense!"

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Nie Tao can be said to be very satisfied with Zhang Yu's performance.

It was his first time to cross the hurdles of the adult group, and he was able to pass 16 seconds wearing non-professional shoes. This result was far beyond his expectations.

In Nie Tao's view, Zhang Yu has no problem at all on the technical level, as long as he strengthens his physical training.

After watching Zhang Yu's project performance, Pan Weiye and Nie Tao exchanged views, and then brought Zhang Yu back to the coach's office, intending to study how to assign training tasks to Zhang Yu.

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that's it! With his impressive achievements, Zhang Yu joined the track and field team and became the track and field team's secret weapon.

For most of the assistant coaches on the field, it is definitely a great news that the team has such a fierce person to join. But it's definitely not good news for most of the track and field team's seeds and reserves.

Especially the high jump, long jump, and the 110-meter hurdles. One more person to join means one less place, and they have been training for such a long time for this Games, especially the No. 1 and No. 2 seeds in the team of the same project, especially the No. 2 seeds, do you feel like you are still having nightmares? Woolen cloth!

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"Have you heard! There is a 7.40 meter pervert from our group."

"7.40 meters! It's a first-class standard! Is it true? Who's not Coach Song, they're making fun of us?"

"Yes! It must be fake. Isn't 7.40 meters more than 10 centimeters over Yin Hao? No one in our city can do it!"

"It's not fake! I've asked several coaches, and even Coach Pang saw it!"

"Coach Pang said it? Damn it! That might be true. Coach Pang never jokes."

"So there are 7.40-meter perverts joining the team? That's it! I thought my 7.22-meter was already sitting on the Diaoyutai! So I'm going to lose the election?"

"What are you! My 7.20m has no chance to counterattack."

"My God! If this is a nightmare! Wake me up!"

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"Su Jiantong! Did you hear that the pervert with a scissor over two meters you mentioned has joined the team!"

"Really! Who did you hear that?"

"Coach Guo said it! He said that the guy was on the training ground in the afternoon, wearing sneakers to easily cross two meters. And like you said, that guy also used a cross!"

"Damn it! Over two meters in sneakers? Jiantong! That guy is more perverted than you said. You are now the second seed in the team!"

"It's over! Everyone can cross two meters. Then I am the second seed in the original team, which is 91 meters. In fact, it is not the third seed."

"Please! There is no third seed, the third seed is the audience, okay!"

"No! I don't want to be a spectator."

"Hehehehe!"

"Damn it! My eyebrows are on fire, and you can still laugh."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

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