my life experience system

Chapter 270 Precious Shots
At the starting point of the [-] meters, Ayimu squatted on the starting block according to his usual training habits, and began to prepare for the race.

When the gunshot sounded, she flew out like a snow leopard on the Tianshan Mountains like the wind.

"Definitely win!"

Ayimu never gives up on the obsession and desire in his heart.

Although the data of the preliminaries had already given the answer and seemed to give her a verdict, she refused to accept her fate.

Believe that miracles will surely happen.

30 meters, without increasing the distance, Ayimu still ran at his own pace.

At 50 meters, the gap began to appear, and Ayimu broke out.

She is not in the leading position, but she wants to explode, she wants to win.

When she was in elementary school, the first idiom she learned was to catch up from behind. Literally, she believed that being behind for a while does not mean being behind for a lifetime.

So, she worked hard to catch up, and finally broke the shackles.

Therefore, she believes that miracles can also be created today.

At 80 meters, Ayimu had already seen the dawn of victory, because she was side by side with the classmate who was leading the race.

"Keep the advantage and work harder!"

At the finish line of the 1 meters, Ayimu and the leading classmate crossed the finish line together. However, Ayimu felt that she should be the first to cross the finish line, so No.[-] was her.

"Congratulations, you're awesome!"

The students sent blessings, and of course clothes.

In such a cold day, you can't wear shorts and short sleeves all the time.

The arrogant A Yimu no longer cared about taking credit for Zhou Guyuan, and now he was out of breath, feeling much worse than before.

too tired.

After recuperating, Ayimu decisively gave up the 200-meter race, and there was no way to participate in tomorrow's [-]-meter race.

So even though she was very reluctant, she gave up resolutely.

It's worth it!
After the 200-meter race is over, it is the 200-meter sprint. For Zhou Guyuan, the [-]-meter dash is also within reach.

After more than two months of training, his 200-meter performance has also improved a little bit. This result can only be broken out in tomorrow's final to test the result.

When he was in the 200-meter race, Liang Yongcheng, a reporter from an [-]-tier newspaper, came to Beijing University and took pictures with a camera.

He had a work permit hanging on his chest, otherwise he would have been thrown out by the student union.

"Well, there really isn't any good material, alas, it's a waste of half a day."

Liang Yongcheng shook his head and muttered with a sigh, and immediately saw that the inspection place 200 meters ahead was quite lively, so he joined in.

"Hey, there are so many female classmates? Hehe"

Seeing so many youthful female college students, Liang Yongcheng suddenly smiled and became more cheerful.

Everyone has a love for beauty.

Besides, the dozen or so female students in front of them are really eye-catching, and there are many fellow students who look like pig brothers beside them.

"But who is that tall boy? A man of the school?"

The male student surrounded by many girls was none other than Zhou Guyuan. From a long distance away, Liang Yongcheng keenly sensed that if you can't get big news, you can get some frivolous news.

It's just that Beijing University is Beijing University, so you can't break ground when you are too old.

Many people know a saying that is called the temple little demon, the wind is big, the pool is shallow and the king is more than eight, and it refers to the Beijing University.

Therefore, Liang Yongcheng had to be cautious and cautious, otherwise he would be in big trouble if he accidentally poked a hornet's nest.

When he saw Zhou Guyuan facing him, Liang Yongcheng was stunned and shocked.

But, soon, he returned to normal. On the surface, he looked calm, but his heart was frantically active.

"It hasn't been reported in the news recently. It turns out that Zhou Guyuan is hiding in Beijing University. Now it seems that I was the first to find him. Hahaha, I'm going to get rich!"

Liang Yongcheng, caught in the excitement and unable to extricate himself, raised the camera in his hand, and the lens focused.

Click!

From Zhou Guyuan being booed by girls in his class to advancing in the 200-meter preliminaries, Liang Yongcheng didn't miss a single shot, and all of them were captured.

After hastily getting the exclusive news, Liang Yongcheng left here quickly.

However, what he didn't know was that not long after he left, the news that Zhou Guyuan was the champion of the World Championships was spread by his classmates.

In [-], there was no smart phone, gossip all depends on memory.

Although there are almost no star fans among the students of Peking University, some people have a good memory. The No.2 student who advanced to the [-]-meter final at the same time as Zhou Guyuan has an amazing memory.

Student No.2 went back to the dormitory at noon and retrieved the newspaper he had read before, and finally confirmed the fact that Zhou Guyuan was the champion of the World Championships.

After the news spread, many students approached the school leaders, especially the seven students who participated in the competition, feeling very excited.

"Zhou Guyuan is not our Peking University student, so you can't invite foreign aid like this, right? Is this still our Peking University sports meeting?"

The students' reasons were very strong, and their expressions were indignant and aggrieved.

However, the school leader's answer made them dumbfounded, with disbelief on their faces.

"He's our Peking University student? The champion of the college entrance examination in Xishan Province? Hold (broken sound) and wipe!"

Zhou Guyuan first won the first place in the college entrance examination, and then went to participate in the World Championships, and it took more than a month before and after.

Although when Zhou Guyuan won the [-]-meter championship in the World Championships later, the news reports mentioned that he was the champion of the college entrance examination, but it was submerged under the photo of him wearing the national flag.

He didn't know himself and the enemy, so he came to the leader recklessly to make trouble. Several students were ashamed and wanted to dig a hole to get in.

After fleeing the scene in desperation, several classmates still couldn't let go. How could there be such a person with both civil and military skills in the world?
The next day, the [-]-meter race officially kicked off, and the atmosphere of the final was much bigger than yesterday.

Many students came here just because of the reputation, and they all wanted to see what kind of speed the world championship champion really has.

Everyone has heard that Zhou Guyuan won the World Championships in [-] seconds.

Who is not surprised by such a terrifying speed?
"Wow, there are so many people watching your game? Brother Xiaoyuan, do you feel your heart flutter when you see such a beautiful woman?"

Seeing the huge crowds at the scene, Ayimu was surrounded by people, and suddenly felt sore, and couldn't help but put a lemon on his mouth.

The cute little mouth is full of wronged lemons, which can be smelled from a long distance, but Zhou Guyuan turned a blind eye and laughed loudly:
"Hey, it's more than just a heartbeat, I just want to act."

This sentence immediately made A Yimu's expression collapse, his face was stinky, and he really wanted to beat him up.

However, he shook his head and said regretfully, "Unfortunately, I'm still a child."

"Bah, smelly shameless!"

Ayimu burst into a smile in an instant, spat at him, and at the same time he was happy, but at the same time couldn't help feeling bitter.

Because she had heard this sentence many times, and almost every time she confessed in a joke, he always responded with this joke, which almost made her seriously injured.

Seeing her like this, Zhou Guyuan sighed inwardly, but didn't say anything.

At the start, the other seven athletes became nervous when they saw Zhou Guyuan coming.

There was a classmate who seemed to be practicing sports, and bravely approached Zhou Guyuan to strike up a conversation:

"Hi, classmate Zhou, can you stop running too fast when the competition is over?"

The latter was astonished, and there is such a request?
However, it is definitely not possible. It is not only the students of Peking University who came to the scene today, but also the coach Du Bingkang.

Because Du Bingkang also wanted to see how Zhou Guyuan's training results were during this period of time.

Although the level of the Beijing University Games is not high, it is still a university game, and the atmosphere of the competition is still very strong.

Therefore, it should be possible to detect Zhou Guyuan's achievements.

Usually there are tests, but the test in the training hall is far less reliable than the results on the battlefield.

In a word, whether it is a mule or a horse, it has to be pulled out for a walk.

The faces of the students who were rejected changed drastically, and their expressions were sluggish, because no matter how they tried to catch up, they would definitely lag behind Zhou Guyuan.

"Everyone on your marks~"

Bang!
Under the watchful eyes of thousands of people at the scene, eight athletes including Zhou Guyuan started the [-]-meter final of this sports meeting from the starting point.

Did not disappoint everyone, Zhou Guyuan was in the leading position from the start, unshakable.

The enthusiasm of the college students was quickly exaggerated by everyone, and the atmosphere of the competition reached its peak in an instant, and the sky above the track field was filled with the shouts of everyone.

From 30 meters to 80 meters, the gap between Zhou Guyuan and the others gradually widened and became wider and wider.

At 90 meters, the gap has widened to a distance of five meters, which is terrifying.

Beijing University's [-]-meter track is not bad, it is a competition-level track, electronic timing, especially since Zhou Guyuan participated in the competition, a camera was installed last night, everything is on par with international large-scale competitions.

In addition, many reporters came to the scene, with long guns and short guns, occupying many positions with good sightlines to shoot.

Many shots captured Zhou Guyuan's heroic figure winning the championship. Everyone felt that this trip was really worth it. Such a precious shot is so beautiful.

Afterwards, Beijing University announced the results of the competition. Zhou Guyuan ranked first and broke the [-]-meter record of the Beijing University Games.

Nine seconds eighty-seven!

A desperate statistic, which is also the fastest speed in Asia so far.

Although there is still a gap of [-] seconds away from the world record, such a result is also very good.

The scene quickly became a sea of ​​joy, because everyone was stunned by this result.

Du Bingkang felt very relieved, and the wrinkles on his face rippled round and round.

"Sure enough, only competitions can test the true level of this stinky boy. Tsk tsk, it seems that we need to let him compete more."

Zhou Guyuan, who was among thousands of flowers, didn't know what Du Bingkang was thinking, but it didn't matter if he knew. Anyway, there were no major events in the near future, at least next year.

(End of this chapter)