Too excited to sleep

Cheryl was extremely annoyed, and facing the unfamiliar faces, she still felt some resentment turning into anger.

The 400-meter race is relatively long, so Qu Chi's step-by-step overtaking was not a sudden miracle, but rather she had always possessed such strength, waiting for an opportunity and finally taking her place.

Of course she was unwilling to accept this because she had not done her best to achieve her goal.

If Qu Chi had not suddenly appeared, she would have been able to take third place without much effort thanks to her prediction of other opponents in the competition. The saved energy would also allow her to perform better in subsequent competitions.

But everything was ruined by this Quchi!

"Your grades aren't very good."

When leaving the stage, Cheryl came to Qu Chi with a gloomy face, and Qu Chi smiled when he heard her.

"But I won. With your current performance, can you compete with me again in the next game?"

Since Cheryl only wanted to advance directly, her result was only 51.10 seconds, which ranked sixth among the five groups that have finished the race. Once the players in the next two groups find that they cannot advance directly, they will sprint for Cheryl's result of 51.10 seconds.

For the top athletes who can compete in the World Championships, this result is not good enough.

Cheryl gritted her teeth and said, "Then let's have a relay race. I will beat you."

Qu Chi: “…”

Qu Chi was silent for two seconds: "Sorry, unfortunately, I don't have a relay race schedule at this World Championships."

In fact, the entire Chinese team's sprint group has no relay race.

In Cheryl's mixed mood, the fifth group left the stage. As expected, the next two groups of players did as Qu Chi expected. Both groups of players who had the opportunity to advance tried their best to achieve the score of 51.10 seconds.

Two contestants successfully surpassed Cheryl, and one of them finally won the place to advance in the next round.

When Qu Chi returned to the lounge, He Yang hugged him tightly.

He Yang's eyes were red, but at least she didn't cry. Qu Chi let her hold him and just patted her shoulder gently.

"Qu Chi, well done!"

Qu Chi smiled: "Thank you, coach."

He Yang corrected her in a low voice, his hands moving more carefully: "No, I should thank you."

Thanks to Qu Chi, who agreed to try the 400 meters that day, allowing her to see the Chinese women's 400 meters come to this day.

It was already very good, a result she had never dared to hope for.

If it weren't for Qu Chi, Dong Zichun's talent would not be enough to support this project, and she couldn't find anyone with better talent than Dong Zichun.

Dong Zichun will continue to be the upper limit of Chinese women's 400 meters for a long time, not to mention entering the top international competitions.

The next day, Qu Chi was going to play in the semi-finals. At this time, the team's doctors and masseuses were ready. Qu Chi accepted a series of recovery measures and temporarily relaxed his nerves.

The next game was not very interesting for the Chinese team. Qu Chi returned to the hotel, rested and waited for the start of tomorrow's game.

Sun Yimian congratulated her immediately upon seeing her and felt genuinely happy for her.

In the sprint event, it is not easy for the Chinese team to advance to the semi-finals. Even for her, it is a tough battle from the preliminaries.

"Congratulations on your first victory!"

Among the three sprinters in this World Championships, Qu Chi was the first to successfully enter the competition field, which can be said to have given her a good start.

Because Qu Chi successfully advanced, Sun Yimian felt much more relaxed and started to joke around.

"With only two of us girls, the coaching staff must have been very worried, but luckily we managed to hold on."

Qu Chi was subconsciously confused.

Hasn’t Sun Yimian competed yet?

But fortunately, she realized something was wrong before she said it out loud. Although Sun Yimian had little chance of holding on, Sun Yimian herself understood this idea, she didn't dare to say it out loud.

"come on."

After saying this dryly, Qu Chi felt so embarrassed that he wanted to dig his toes into the ground.

Sun Yimian stared at her blankly for two seconds, then burst out laughing.

"Alright, alright, since you really don't understand my abilities, I'll just take this as my expectation." Sun Yimian changed the subject and said, "But your semifinal is tomorrow, right? Come on, show me your skills again."

Qu Chi pursed his lips and nodded, and Sun Yimian laughed again.

She thinks Quchi is very interesting.

Is it because I am too young and can't feel the pressure of the competition? At this moment, I don't feel scared at all. Instead, I really want to perform in the semi-finals of the World Championships.

Apart from anything else, she really likes this mentality.

When the jubilation from abroad was transmitted to China, the joy felt a little thin and unreal.

Because no one could believe that Quchi had actually made it to the semifinals, and even advanced directly as the second in the group? Is this still China?

The domestic audience watching the live broadcast were extremely anxious and tried hard to search for news about the 400m of this World Championships on various social media platforms at home and abroad.

But they can only see one result, a result that makes people too happy, making them feel as if they are floating in the air and unable to land.

[From today on, Qu Chi is my sister Qu! ]

Those who don't know the 400m are in trouble. Do you know the value of our current best results in the World Sprint Championships? Qumen!

[Help! I'm in so much pain! Is this result real? Why didn't the director keep the camera trained on me? I'm so pissed! This is Qu Chi's World Championships debut!]

[I know you're anxious, but why are you so anxious? It's just the preliminaries. Everyone is going crazy. Those who don't know would think she won a medal.]

[Who can fork this spring bamboo out?]

【Ahhhhhhhhhh Qu Chi advanced? !!! How did he advance? How did he advance just by brushing?】

What about the live events? Isn't anyone watching the game live? Are we, the poor spectators who can't travel abroad, going to be desperate?

[At the scene, what can I say? I just advanced. [Lost Soul] advanced.]

"Why am I not in Yuya! Why am I not in the audience? Why?! The cheers are so quiet! The director didn't even notice the 400-meter race!!! Ahhhhhhh! My loud voice is useless! 】

I'm so heartbroken for our sister Qu's highlight moment of advancing to the semifinals. The whole place is filled with unfamiliar voices. The people celebrating for her aren't by her side. There's no one cheering for her in the crowd, not a single one is for her. So pitiful! I've made up my mind! I'm going to book a flight right now. I have to be at the next match!

[[wipes sweat] No, stop it, why aren't there any cheers at the scene? There are quite a few Chinese audiences here. Don't underestimate the bond between us and Qu Chi!]

[Don't rush to book your flight yet. The semifinals are tomorrow. If you go, the food will be cold. Unless...]

【unless……】

The finals are on the afternoon of the fifth day. If you really can't make it, just book it. Isn't there Sister Sun? Even if you missed the 400m, you can still watch the 200m. Maybe it'll be another exciting race.

[Alas, who says it’s not true? Just buy it, just in case. Haha]

They didn't even dare to speak of their "what ifs," fearing that speaking out would dash that glimmer of hope. But those who had made up their minds had already booked their flights. They were afraid that if Qu Chi didn't make it through to the semifinals, they wouldn't be able to make up their minds to come. In short, being there to make their voices heard had become an obsession.

Just in case, if Qu Chi really created another miracle, then it would be too late.

Qu Chi originally wanted to go to bed quickly, but today's game was a bit too exciting, and he still hadn't fully calmed down after resting for an entire afternoon.

Athletes have sharp perceptions. Sun Yimian, who shared the same room with Qu Chi, noticed that Qu Chi seemed to be still awake, so she turned on the bedside lamp.

"Why, can't you sleep?"

Qu Chi responded softly.

Sun Yimian: "Belated nervousness?"

Qu Chi denied: "No, it's just that I seem to be a little too excited."

Sun Yimian smiled and said, "Even if you're excited, you can't stay awake all the time. Let's save the excitement for tomorrow."

Qu Chi was silent for two seconds, then said honestly, "My brain is a little out of control."

She seemed to still hear the footsteps of her opponents, the cheers from the stadium, and her own heartbeat. It was night and everything was quiet, which made all the sounds seem so loud.

Sun Yimian thought about it and understood her feelings very well. She seemed to have felt the same way when she first participated in an international competition.

Qu Chi's achievement this time was much more difficult than hers back then, so it's normal for her to be more excited.

"I'd like to recommend a song for you. I like to listen to it when I'm nervous. It makes me feel calm."

So Qu Chi accepted the song, put on his headphones, and listened to this twenty-minute piece of pure music.

[That’s right.]

Sun Yimian sent a message.

[It's scheduled for 19 minutes. I was so happy to hear it in the last minute. I'm afraid you'll break the world record tomorrow after hearing it. [Sunglasses]]