You will know me

Quchi is in the innermost path.

The eight contestants are distributed progressively from the second to the ninth lane, and Qu Chi's current position can be said to be at the back.

So when she looked up, she could see seven figures in front of her... and the eighth one slowly emerging.

The familiar ponytail, the familiar red sportswear, even though all eight lanes were full, this guy was still squeezing in front of the contestant in the ninth lane.

His desire to win was too strong, and he was unwilling to get behind Qu Chi even if he had to squeeze in there.

Qu Chi lowered his head and smiled, then restrained his smile and listened attentively to the orders.

That person is so far ahead, it's really too much, I must catch up with her.

"Bang!"

Gunshots sounded and people moved.

Qu Chi stepped onto the starting blocks, and when her feet felt the force coming from them, her heart settled down.

It’s been a long time since I returned to the competition arena, and it’s been a long time since I could compete with different opponents.

Qu Chi didn't look at the phantom. She only focused on the track in front of her and the opponent closest to her.

Everyone here has a [pb] that is better than hers, but every professional athlete should know that pb does not represent her average strength at every time.

The pb refresh journey ended at the domestic championship a month ago.

Doesn't anyone know that she had been increasing her pb all the way up before that? Why couldn't she refresh her pb today?

Qu Chi steadily overtook his two opponents, and after entering the straight, the ranking on the field became clear at a glance.

At the forefront is of course Ophelia, one of the seeded players in the women's 400m of this World Championships. She is like a general leading a legion, sprinting on the field and being invincible.

Between Qu Chi and her, there were four other contestants who were anxiously changing positions, competing for the second place.

The domestic sports channel was broadcasting the signal from the tournament organizers. Apparently, at this moment, the organizers believed that Ophelia in front was the only focus of the event, so they focused the camera on her for a few seconds and then moved away.

And it was moved to another game!

The track and field fans in front of the TV spat out blood, and those who were slacking off at work almost exposed their targets.

This is how event broadcasting works. If it's a 100-meter race that takes about 10 seconds, you can still follow the entire process. However, a 400-meter race that takes 40 to 50 seconds and also requires considering rhythm and pace is not included.

The next time the camera turns back, it should be a promotion shot at the end.

There's nothing wrong with that, but it's quite upsetting for those who only focus on the 400-meter race.

Some people sitting at their workstations moved around and chose to search for news about the World Championships on social media, hoping for a live broadcast.

Of course, there are people on site who can see the entire game.

But no one was willing to lower their heads to play with their mobile phones. All those who came for Quchi, or those who simply liked track and field and noticed the yellow figure in the game, all had their hearts on the girl.

"She surpassed! Fourth place!"

"Fourth, fourth! Come on, Qu Chi! We have a chance! Come on, come on!"

"Qu Chi! Qu Chi, charge! Hold on!"

"That contestant's name is Qu Chi? Oh my god, it's incredible, she looks so effortless!"

The yellow figure is so conspicuous among the eight contestants that even if no one can distinguish the other contestants with similar skin color, they will not ignore the obvious bright color.

Then you will see her as relaxed and at ease as a fish in water or a bird in the forest, not afraid of the pressure from those famous contestants at all.

Qu Chi breathed in rhythm with her own steps. Her body had not competed for a month, but her spirit was competing every day. Her body was eager for a battle, and her spirit was always eager for a competition that could actually test her strength.

Now is the time!

At the second corner, the contestant enters the corner.

Except for the first person, the three people on the second step, including Qu Chi, entered the turn almost at the same time.

Then the competition started in the bend, and Qu Chi in the inner lane seemed to be in the front.

The audience didn't know if it was an illusion caused by the difference in the arc, but they seemed to be watching Qu Chi surpass another person.

third!

"Qu Chi! Qu Chi, hold on! Hold on!"

Third! The top three would advance directly! No one had expected Qu Chi to actually snag a spot in the semifinals.

Before this, everyone just hoped that she could get a decent result in the preliminaries, and with a bit of a wild guess, she could be promoted to the next round...

But who could have thought that in this competition, Qu Chi did not meet anyone's expectations, she exceeded expectations, and her pace was so calm and never disordered, as if she was sure from the beginning that she would advance.

Such results are easy to achieve.

Screams rang out in the Chinese team's area, and Chinese spectators in other seats around the stadium were screaming and shouting. They wanted to convey their strength to Qu Chi on the field and tell her that someone saw her wonderful performance.

Qu Chi heard nothing. In fact, the cheers were deafening, but most of the audience were foreigners.

Her name was hidden in an unfamiliar language, and she couldn't hear it clearly, but she still heard the cheers from the audience.

She skillfully took that as encouragement to herself.

She would dream of these scenes in her dreams. Maybe the cheers in the dream were for Pony Wei, but since it was in her dream, she would just treat it as her own.

Now, if she hears it, she won’t be polite.

Qu Chi felt the power accumulated in her body, and the next moment she took a step with her right leg, she accelerated!

Transcendence is another transcendence!

After coming out of the turn, her opponents who had not noticed her were all surprised, because Qu Chi had quietly taken second place!

Moreover, it was clearly the final sprint, so how could this person be so firmly in the lead?! Wasn't their speed enough? They were clearly among the world's top athletes, so how could their speed be weaker than this unknown girl?

It didn't matter how much she couldn't believe it. In Qu Chi's eyes, there was no opponent she had surpassed. There was only the finish line ahead and the two figures that were always in front of her.

Mawei only showed her her back, and Qu Chi was used to it.

But this time, there was another figure in front of her. She tried hard to sprint and overtake, but still failed.

Qu Chi crossed the finish line, panting with his hands on his hips.

She was sure she had advanced to the finals, as could be seen from the surprised looks on the faces of her rivals as they crossed the finish line.

So, what was her final result?

As the event was coming to an end, domestic audiences were finally rewarded with footage again, but everyone was confused when they saw that figure.

Who could tell them that maybe only thirty seconds had passed and many people hadn't even turned on their computers yet, but how come Qu Chi, who was originally in the corner of the camera, suddenly appeared in the center of the screen? Obviously, the director also thought that at this moment, the focus of the whole audience should be on this person.

Who can explain to them how Qu Chi, who was originally at the end, managed to surpass others one after another? They had never seen it before, so they couldn’t imagine it!

Damn it!

Why not broadcast the entire event? Do foreign directors understand what competitive sports are?

Qu Chi crossed the finish line in second place with such ease that it didn't look like he had been through a fierce battle at all.

So, can anyone give me a tutorial on where to find the replay of this game, the full version?

A name was loudly cheered at the scene. Qu Chi looked back in surprise, but she couldn't find the source of the voice in the vast crowd. She seemed to have really heard her own name, and it was shouted in Chinese.

Someone patted his shoulder, and Qu Chi came back to his senses. It was Ophelia.

Ophelia's eyes were full of admiration as she came to "meet" Qu Chi as promised.

"Hey, hello, Ophelia, how about you?"

Qu Chi smiled slightly: "You will see my name later."

Ophelia raised her eyebrows and turned to look at the electronic screen. Chinese names are always difficult to pronounce, but she remembered the pronunciation of those two words.

"Looking forward to seeing you next time."

The probability of the two being grouped together in the semi-finals is extremely low. Her words obviously indicate that she hopes they can meet in the finals. In her opinion, this Chinese Quchi might just turn into a miracle.

Qu Chi looked at the result and smiled slightly. 50:45 (pb), a pretty good result. However, looking at the expressions of the people around him, Qu Chi could guess that many people had held back in the preliminaries.

Especially Cheryl, the original third place who was forced to miss the qualifying spot. Her dark and beautiful face had a ghostly look on it.