Naoki Tsukahara, first place, 20.55s, let go of the last ten meters.

Saudi athlete Hamad, second place, 20.91s.

Zhang Peimeng, third place, 20.99s.

Xinanlin, fourth place, 21.01s.

...

Xinanlin didn't expect that he would break his best PB in the face of the wind, but he still lost to Zhang Peimeng.

Lose to this young player from the flower planting family.

My face was even worse than eating mung beans and flies.

It seemed as if I could see my bonus and rewards fly away out of thin air with wings on my hands.

That feeling.

It's simply "sour and refreshing".

Perhaps the third place cannot arouse the interest of the other audiences, but it is very meaningful to the flower farmer's own side.

Finally, someone finally opened 200 meters for 21 seconds in active service!

It’s not as good as 200 meters every time, either counting on Hukai or Yang Yaozhu’s embarrassing situation.

Seeing Zhang Peimeng still gasping, Yuan Guoqiang repeatedly said a few words "good".

This is an affirmation of Zhang Peimeng and an affirmation of the "Su Shen System" breaking through 200 meters.

Before this, the 200-meter "Su Shen System" of the "Su Shen System" had a little "harvest" compared to the 100-meter and relay project.

A Hukai is really unconvincing.

Yuan Guoqiang and others are very clear about this habitual routine.

Now, the third person who broke 21 seconds in the current service has appeared. Zhang Peimeng. This shot may not have much significance to the audience, but it is of great practical significance to the "Su Shen System".

Yu Weili's idea was similar to Yuan Guoqiang. He patted his shoulder hard. There was no extra word, but he could also be regarded as seeing the 200-meter breakthrough of the younger generation in his heart.

If there is the first one, there is the second one.

This is not only hope, but also confidence.

Of course, some people are very dissatisfied.

That is Zhou Bing.

Zhou Bing originally felt a little "slightly nervous", and even felt that he was a "newcomer rookie" anyway, and no one would say anything if he couldn't run well. Now, seeing that Zhang Peimeng performed so well, he couldn't sit still.

He jumped up and ran to Su Shen, yelling anxiously: "Atian, Atian, help me, I will enter the finals too! I will enter the finals too!"

"Ha? You're satisfied if you don't say you're going to the semi-finals before? You're still a rookie anyway." Su Shen didn't know what Zhou Bing was thinking, but he still teased on purpose.

"Then, it's time and time. A Tian, ​​look at this bad guy who has entered. If I become the only one who has been eliminated, how embarrassing would it be? Right? So I have to go in too, I changed my mind! I have to go in!" Zhou Bing roared.

But the idea is good, but it is not easy to operate.

After all, there is also a Japanese player in the third group. He is Shinji Gaoping, who is also a 20.35s PB, and he also came out this year. This hard power cannot be achieved. The key point is that Zhou Bing has no choice but to keep the third one like Zhang Peimeng and strive for Xiao Q.

Not to mention breaking 21 seconds, it is still too difficult for Zhou Bing now. Just say that there is also a Saudi player in this group called Hamid Hamad, Hamadan Albishi, who is one year younger than his teammate Hamad, but his hard power is actually stronger. The PB is 20.55PB, and it has been playing 20.60 in recent years, which is not something that Zhou Bing can beat.

Su Shen is not a god, and he has no way to reverse the gap in his hard power.

Seeing that Zhou Bing was about to turn into an ant on a hot pan, scratching his head everywhere...

You can't say anything.

Somewhat similar to history, Hamid Hamadan Albisch actually announced before the game...

Withdrawal.

The reason is that when I was warming up, I suddenly pulled my calves and had no choice but to withdraw from the competition.

This is not the case. For example, in this year's Moscow indoor competition, did Liu Xiang just twist his feet before the game, and even when he arrived in Moscow, he could only announce his quit. But this is really, he has good luck.

I forgot this.

This guy Zhou Bing really feels like "silly people are lucky".

After hearing the news, Zhou Bing's eyes suddenly became brighter, even brighter than eye drops, and said, "A Tian, ​​now I have a chance, right? Hahahaha, God hasn't given up on me, A Bing."

"Okay, don't be proud, run well, even if you are missing Hamid, Hamad, Albisch, you may be extremely happy and sad." Su Shen shook his head helplessly, saying that he had not had such a good life before.

Bang ————————————

The competition begins.

Just as Su Shen and the others expected, because without Hamid, Hamad Hamadan Albixi, this group became a solo show by Shinji Gaoping. The strength of 200 meters is too strong. Zhou Bing and him feel like they are running with Hu Kai, with no chance of winning.

Since this is the case, Su Shen still "heartache" him and quietly told him not to work too hard in the semi-finals.

Just run for a rough time and make sure to be second.

The remaining energy will be played again in the finals.

Zhou Bing was a little confused at first, but he was soon mocked by Zhao Haohuan on the side: "Why are you so stupid? Our 'small team' actually has an existence like you."

"Listen. Did Zhang Peimeng do his best in this semi-final shot? He even surpassed his physical limit?"

Zhou Bing nodded.

"Will it be over?" Zhao Haohuan said angrily: "Then do you think he may recover to 100% in one day and run to about 21 seconds again?"

"Ah...hahahaha." Zhou Bing finally understood and immediately laughed loudly: "It's still A Tian who feels sorry for me."

"I see."

"I'll stop my strength in the semi-finals and wait until I'll run a better result in the finals, and suppress this stinky fart man!"

Then the above scene came about.

Anyway, Zhou Bing could not run away from Gao Ping Shinji in front, so he simply ran to second place. The second-strong group of Hamid Hamadan Albisch was not there, and the rest did not have much competitiveness. Zhou Bing only ran for 21.39 seconds and won second place.

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Zhou Bing is now a player who can open the 21.10s mark. He ran to the 21.40s, even if he was a "walking".

I didn't even breathe much.

After easily winning the second Q in the group, he naturally advanced to tomorrow's finals.

Although this way to enter the finals was something Yu Weili and Yuan Guoqiang had never expected before, but...

Don't care.

Just go in.

All the players in the Flower Planter reached the 200m final, which is actually the first time in the history of the Asian Games.

It has also created a big and small history.

Before this, only the Japanese team had done it.

Seeing Zhou Bing's happy expression, Yang Yaozhu even felt that this "cheap junior brother" had really been bored, and his luck seemed to have always been very good.

Didn’t anyone say that?

luck.

It is also a kind of strength.

If you are lucky, you will always be lucky.

That is also a testimony to his strength.

"Okay, everyone did a good job, and today's performance was beyond our expectations." Yuan Guoqiang smiled and said, "Just make good performance tomorrow. You have already achieved a new history. There is nothing to say about Director Yu and I."

"Then... is there a bonus?" Zhou Bing subconsciously thought of the bonus when he heard the "new history".

after all.

Among the "small team", he is the poorest now.

Even Chen Juan had many medals, and he also filmed advertisements with Su Shen and the others. He... "poor and no honor."

Even the new game I like is unwilling to spend money on the genuine version.

You said you don't have time to play?

That's okay.

I just love this bite, but I can't collect it.

Yuan Guoqiang was in a good mood, but after hearing Zhou Bing's words, his face suddenly turned dark: "Yes, I'll reward you for going back and practicing your leg muscles for a few more days, how about it?"

Practice legs.

Even athletes are the most "nightmare" memory.

Zhou Bing immediately shrank his neck and complained in a low voice, causing a lot of laughter.

However, this time the 200 meters are indeed becoming more and more different from my impression.

Su Shen thought to himself.
Chapter completed!