Su Zhe was startled by the sudden system sound, but the system sound continued.

"Perfect Nurturing Aura LV2 Description: Automatically activated after obtaining the aura, nourishing the host's beauty at all times! Nurturing the host's body at all times, accelerating the host's healing process, perfectly healing without leaving any hidden injuries - a perfect idol should be from the inside out! (Note: The aura cannot be turned off, and in the healing state, 100,000 reputation points are consumed daily)"

Not until the cold mechanical sound stopped did Su Zhe's originally depressed heart finally begin to beat again.

He sat on the stretcher and looked at Zhao Zhixuan with shining eyes: "Brother Xuan, I can run in tomorrow's 110-meter hurdles final!"

When Su Zhe was sent away on a stretcher by logistics personnel, the live broadcast was still online, and the scene of Zhao Zhixuan taking off his shoes was also captured by the camera and presented to the audience.

Wang Miaochuan: "From the video, we can see that Su Zhe's right foot instep is severely swollen. The staff has now sent Su Zhe to the medical center of the All-China Tournament. I hope the injury will not affect his subsequent games."

Zhang Jing: "The medical team of the Grand Prix is ​​composed of the backbone members of the Sports Medicine Department of the First Hospital of Province G. I believe they can provide Su Zhe with proper treatment in a timely manner. Please rest assured!"

Although the commentator said this, the scene of Su Zhe being injured still made everyone who was watching the game feel distressed.

In the stands, Su Zhe's female fans looked at each other with worried looks on their faces, and the banners that were originally held high now drooped down weakly.

The little girl with a ponytail looked around anxiously: "Is the baby okay?"

Another cute girl with short hair and a round face said immediately: "It's definitely okay! Isn't it just a contusion? As long as you get good treatment and rest, you will recover quickly!"

In fact, they also understood that everyone was in the stands and there was no way to get more accurate information. It was just that everyone hoped to get positive and affirmative recognition at this time, and everyone was praying for Su Zhe's health together.

The sports fans nearby were also very anxious, and everyone was discussing whether Su Zhe would still be able to participate in tomorrow's 110-meter hurdles final.

The middle-aged man who had first shown off Su Zhe's qualifying results on the Athletics Kingdom Forum had been staring at the back of the staff as they carried Su Zhe away.

"You just said it was just a soft tissue contusion. It shouldn't be a big problem, right?"

Another young sports fan nearby frowned, "Theoretically, it's not a big deal. He will recover as long as he rests well. But Zhe Shao is still trying so hard in the acute stage. I'm afraid the internal bleeding and swelling will get worse. After the inflammation breaks out, the subsequent treatment will definitely be more troublesome."

Tao Sheng also watched the carriage disappear before he spoke gloomily, "Su Zhe is such a hard worker. I watched some videos of him participating in that idol show these days. He knew nothing at the beginning. He basically studied all night long to catch up with others. He was not willing to accept low scores just because of his poor foundation."

Sighing, Tao Sheng continued, "I didn't understand anything else about that game, but I understood the desperate look of this kid. I asked a few of my old acquaintances in the S Province Sports Team. Since he returned to the sports team, in order to help him recover his muscle memory of various technical movements as soon as possible, Su Yinsheng and Zhao Changhe gave him very intense training. He didn't say a word and accepted it all."

"This is his first national competition... I hope he won't have any regrets."

Sports fans around Tao Sheng couldn't help but sigh. Who wouldn't like a hardworking and talented young athlete? Moreover, Su Zhe's performance... was infinitely close to 10.10 seconds!

A new athlete who can run under 10.10 seconds is about to be born in the country. At this moment, all sports enthusiasts are praying that Su Zhe's injury will not have any sequelae that will affect his future performance.

People who were following the game at the scene and on the Internet began to worry about Su Zhe's injury. The S Province Sports Team's Weibo account also began to be constantly @ed by people, hoping that Su Zhe's personal condition could be announced as soon as possible.

In the medical center, Zheng Jian and Zhao Zhixuan were staring at Su Zhe, while Su Zhe was answering a call from Su's father and was greeted by the crazy and furious Su Yinsheng-style roar on the other end of the phone.

"What did I tell you?! Adjust, control, and allocate your energy properly! What about you? You run like you're risking your life in every race! Do you think you're young? Do you think you're in great shape? Do you have the ability to run at your peak in every race? Do you have the ability to guarantee that you're at full strength in every race?"

"Eight days, seven qualifying races. You felt great running, didn't you? You weren't afraid of getting hurt, were you? Have you thought about your next race? You don't want to participate in the World Championships qualifiers? Huh?!"

Su Yinsheng's voice became louder and louder.

"You have a brain but you just rush forward. You are young and healthy now, but what about in the future? You will regret it after you hurt yourself?!"

This time, Su Yinsheng was so angry at his son that veins popped out of his forehead. As the coach of Su Zhe and others, he should have gone with them as the team coach for this competition, but the S Province summer track and field training camp happened to start intensive training during this time. He and Zhao Changhe, as the top leaders of this training camp, not only had to arrange training plans for all the campers, but also had to pick out potential reserve players from these seedlings.

Out of confidence in Su Zhe's condition, and having a stable colleague like Zhao Zhixuan, not to mention the presence of the sports team's head coach, he originally thought that nothing would go wrong. However, who knew that Su Zhe did not take his pre-match instructions to heart at all.

He fully understood his son's desire for victory, but this pursuit of victory required certain strategies rather than endlessly wasting one's own strength.

Athletes are not gods. Can Su Zhe always maintain his best condition?

That's impossible.

Su Yinsheng knew clearly in his heart that if Su Zhe could not correct this bad habit, he would suffer a great loss in the competition sooner or later.

As Su Zhe's father and coach, he didn't want Su Zhe to face this kind of situation - Chen Zhi had experienced this before, and it happened once.

Su Zhe naturally understood what his father was worried about, but the excitement of racing on the track and sprinting towards the top made it difficult for him to control his heart.

He is an athlete, and the track and field is his battlefield.

Of course he knew that he should have some strategies in a series of battles, and he had tried to do so. However, on the battlefield, in the midst of fierce fighting, if he could not fight with all his might, he would feel unworthy of his status.

If fighting hard in every game now makes his father worried, then he should work hard to become stronger, strong enough so that everyone can feel at ease with him!

They are both father and son, and master and disciple.

Both of them understand each other's thoughts and have their own persistence.

After working together again after two years, they are still trying to figure out how to get used to each other again.

At the end of the call, Su Yinsheng sighed on the other end.

"You're going to continue to compete in the 110-meter hurdles final tomorrow?"

Su Zhe paused and said softly, "Yes."

"Do you have to participate even if you are injured?" Su Yinsheng's calm voice finally came from the other end of the phone: "Are you sure you can win?"

"Not sure." Su Zhe answered very straightforwardly.

Zhou Tianjue and Ye Jun are both excellent 110-meter hurdlers, and the other runners who can make it to the finals of the national championships should not be underestimated. He was indeed not sure of winning when he participated in the competition with an injury, but he chose to give up when he couldn't win first place? This is not his style.

Su Yinsheng on the other end of the phone couldn't help but sigh again, and finally said: "Control your own condition and don't let the injury get worse. If you continue to compete with the injury, do you still want to run under 10.05 seconds?"

Obviously, Su Yinsheng had seen through his son's ambition - to run to the Olympic standard.

This goal, which he originally thought was unattainable in the short term, now gradually became a slim possibility.

Su Zhe tightened his grip on the phone, then nodded solemnly, "I understand."

After the call was hung up, the doctor's examination results came out. The X-ray results showed that there was no bone injury and the contusion was not suitable for injection closure. So after simple treatment, the treatment came to an end.

The stimulant inspector for the event had been waiting for a long time. After completing the necessary urine test, with the help of Zheng Jian and Zhao Zhixuan, the three of them successfully took a bus back to the hotel designated by the organizing committee to rest.

"I have a spare key card for your room. Call us if you need anything. Have a good rest at night and remember to use the spray before going to bed."

After Zhao Zhixuan was repeatedly warned, Zheng Jian dragged him out of the room. Su Zhe waved goodbye to his two friends with a smile and carefully lay down on the bed.

The wound on his foot was sprayed with medicine, and there was no pain for a while. Su Zhe, feeling a little bored, turned on the TV and unexpectedly saw that the sports channel of the court TV was broadcasting the replay of today's national championships, and then he saw himself appearing in the replay.

Watching the game on TV is a different experience.

Su Zhe was watching the replay, analyzing the rhythm of his movements and the impact of his foot injury on his performance, when suddenly a ringtone rang at the head of the bed. He turned around and saw someone calling him on WeChat.

Eh? Is this contact person Mr. Shao?

Su Zhe picked up the phone, clicked the answer button, and soon the voice of Boss Shao came from the other end of the line.

"Su Zhe?"

"Uh, Mr. Shao..." Just after saying these three words, Su Zhe instantly remembered the last words that Shao Xingchen left during the last call. After a pause, Su Zhe swallowed the previous address again: "That... Xingchen?"

To be honest, after getting used to calling him "Brother Shao", it always felt a little awkward to suddenly call him by his name. But Su Zhe also understood Shao Xingchen's thoughts. According to his introverted, stubborn and even somewhat old-fashioned personality, he might think that friends should call each other by their names to be more intimate.

“…Yes, it’s me.”

Sure enough, after hearing Su Zhe's corrected name, Shao Xingchen's voice instantly contained a hint of undisguised joy.

"What's the matter?" Su Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, muted the TV, and chatted with Shao Xingchen: "Is there no night show today? You should be busy at this time, right?"

"My part for today is over." After answering Su Zhe's question, Shao Xingchen said in a deep voice, "How is your foot?"

Hearing this question, Su Zhe scratched his head, and finally understood the concern in Shao's phone call, so he smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's just an ordinary contusion, there won't be any problem!"

Perhaps infected by the ease in Su Zhe's voice, Shao Xingchen's originally tense voice softened on the other end of the phone: "That's good... If you have time, go online and let your fans know you're safe. Also, good luck in tomorrow's game."

"Huh?" Su Zhe was stunned: "You know I will be on stage tomorrow?"

"Well... you've already said it, it's just an ordinary setback." Shao Xingchen's voice was full of calmness: "Since you are not absolutely unable to act, you will definitely choose to show up."

"So... you won't stop me from participating?"

After hearing this question, Shao Xingchen was silent for a moment before saying, "I really don't want you to play with an injury, but this is your arena. I can feel your desire for this arena. In this case, I choose to support you."

After a few seconds, Shao Xingchen suddenly added: "But...if your injury is too serious one day, I may not be able to convince myself to continue to support you in the competition."

Su Zhe couldn't help laughing at this straightforward answer and supplement: "I say, big brother... no, this classmate Shao Xingchen, is there anyone who, when others are injured, would like to foresee the situation when the injuries are more serious?"

This embarrassed Shao, who was on the other end of the line. Before he could think of what to say, Su Zhe had already thanked him with a smile: "Thank you, I have received your concern and support. Ah, to think that among my fans there is a big name like you, I am really great."

Since he and Shao Xingchen became gradually familiar with each other, Su Zhe also began to let himself go occasionally during the conversation. At such times, Shao, the boss on the other end of WeChat, would often listen to what he said quietly and then give a serious answer.

Today is no exception.

"Yes, you are great."

This kind of sincere praise always makes Su Zhe laugh and feel deeply moved.

After they hung up the phone and said good night to each other, Su Zhe looked at the call time and shook his head with some regret.

Before he knew it, he and Boss Shao had become friends who could chat for such a long time.

On the WeChat interface, Shao sent him a good night emoji and reminded him to report his safety on Weibo. Su Zhe then noticed that he still had many unread messages on WeChat.

Chen Cheng and Jiang Hanning both sent messages of condolences, and Jiang Hanning kept scrolling through his screen to send him a string of messages.

Friends who knew him from the "Chasing the Light" crew also sent him greetings one after another, and the crew group was also filled with many individual @ messages to him, asking about his injury.

Even Chen Zhi, who was still in Germany, sent him a message and even missed a call. The message was full of concern, and he kept using himself as an example to warn him to take care of his injury and not let the injury affect his broader future.

After replying to all his friends, Su Zhe also opened Weibo at the same time.

On Weibo, almost all sports enthusiasts who follow the national track and field events are paying attention to Su Zhe's injury.

As a rookie player who emerged out of nowhere, although some people still have doubts about his performance, more sports enthusiasts have unlimited expectations for Su Zhe.

His performance of 10.11 seconds in the 100m and under 14 seconds in the 110m hurdles are enough to make track and field fans praise him to the skies.

After the live broadcast of the 100-meter final ended, the news on Weibo fermented again. More and more track and field fans @S Provincial Sports Team on Weibo, and the S Provincial Sports Team’s Weibo actually responded quickly, confirming that Su Zhe’s injury was not serious and he would continue to participate in the 110-meter hurdles final the next day.

But the online discussion did not subside because of this response.

Many big names in the sports circle compiled a list of athletes who participated in the competition despite injuries and began to discuss whether athletes should be encouraged to have this spirit of participating in the competition despite injuries.

The affirmative side said that what athletes need is this kind of sports spirit of unlimited struggle and perseverance. Athletes with this kind of perseverance will have a better chance of reaching the top.

The opposing side also has a point. Athletes should consider their long-term sports career and not fight for momentary passions, which would put themselves in a state of injury, affect their long-term performance and overdraw their future potential.

Supporters of both sides of the argument were arguing on Weibo for a while. This issue is no longer a new one. Every year we can see news about athletes participating in competitions with injuries. Injuries are almost inevitable for athletes.

Long-term, repetitive, and extensive training puts athletes' bodies under far more stress than that of ordinary people. The wear and tear of every part of their body during training is also beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Insisting on training and competing with injuries seems to have become a standard for athletes, but it also leaves many athletes with difficult-to-heal injuries after retirement.

Even so, there are generations of sports people who continue to do their best to reach the top.

Both the pros and cons of this topic are mostly sports enthusiasts who have been following sports for a long time. At the end of the argument, everyone couldn't help but sigh.

They hope that athletes can take better care of their bodies and expect them to achieve better results.

There seems to be a paradox between these two expectations.

In addition to these discussions among sports enthusiasts, in Su Zhe's super chat, many "philosopher" girls are praying silently, hoping that Su Zhe's injury will heal as soon as possible.

[I see many people are discussing the topic of athlete injuries. You train so hard, you must take care of your body! ]

[Because Zaizai just started to pay attention to sports and athletes... They are really hard-working. I watched some training videos of athletes one after another. The amount of exercise they did was only a small part of their daily training. Then I thought about what Teacher Tao said, Zaizai's training volume is considered very intense among athletes... Although I know this is the direction he wants, I still feel bad for him. ]

[QvQ sister...! I agree with every word you said. I feel bad for my son too. I want to tell you that after he got injured today, I hope he won't continue to be an athlete... I just hope he can be healthy and everything will be fine.]

The opinion of this "philosopher" girl was recognized by many people, but soon, "Azhe baby's little Mengmeng" published a short essay to refute the opinion.

【Wake up, sisters! Have you forgotten that this is the path chosen by Zhebaobao? Chasing speed is Zhebaobao's dream, and that is our dream! He is rushing forward with all his might, and we should not discourage him! We should let him know that no matter when, as long as he is ready to rush forward, we will stand behind him and support him! We are watching carefully every step he takes towards success. The results and rankings of the competition have nothing to do with it, we will see his efforts and unremitting struggle. He is working hard to become an excellent athlete, and we are fortunate to be able to accompany him on his growth path and watch him shine.

I still remember the gleam in his eyes when he rushed to the finish line. I still remember his dazzling demeanor on the track. I feel sorry for him as well, but please don't constrain him with our love. Promise me that we will be his solid backing with our love, okay? 】

The young girls who saw the post nodded one after another. Indeed, the person they liked was still working hard to move forward. Why should they use their love to hold him back?

Among these somewhat heavy topics, there was unexpectedly an alternative hot post.

[(Deep face) I used to be just an ordinary fan of the face, why have I gradually become a die-hard fan of the career...Zizai's games are so good to watch, the training uniforms are so delicious, and the champions are so outstanding...QAQ, I have fallen into the online world of Zizai's sports career...Alas, as an ordinary fan of the face, I have fallen.]

Under this post, a group of girls who once considered themselves just lookers-on have raised the white flag, and each of them said it was really good.

When Su Zhe came online, the topic had already peaked, and all he had on Weibo were @s and comments. He quickly posted a Weibo to say he was fine, thanked everyone for their concern, and officially announced that he would participate in the 110-meter hurdles final tomorrow as usual.

Although the S Province Sports Team’s Weibo had already posted this information, many people still breathed a sigh of relief after seeing the Weibo post he personally posted.

In the comments of this Weibo post, sports enthusiasts and "philosophers" came to express their condolences. Among these comments full of care and tension, one @ stood out.

[@Su Zhe Xiao Mian Yang, I heard that your feet are swollen, so just be a good boy and watch my performance tomorrow! ]

This idiotic and immature statement was undoubtedly made by Zhou Tianjue.

Su Zhe couldn't understand how this boy could say something that clearly showed his concern, but it turned out to be such a trait. However, this kind of os complaint did not stop Su Zhe from forwarding it with a bad taste.

【@周天爵^_^Okay, see you tomorrow. 】

Therefore, the 110-meter hurdles final of this year's national championships attracted everyone's attention amidst everyone's nervous anticipation.

On the second day, at 1:20 pm, registration for the 110-meter hurdles final began.

The 110-meter hurdles final was one of the highlights of the afternoon of August 13. The live broadcast track of the Chaoting Sports Channel had already been set up at the stadium. At the commentary desk, Wang Miaochuan and Zhang Jing were communicating with the director, waiting for the live broadcast signal to be connected.

"Hey? Old Wang, look, is Su Zhe here?" Zhang Jing patted Wang Miaochuan on the shoulder and pointed to the registration position in a corner of the stadium.

It was a little noisy at that place. There were a few little girls in the surrounding stands who were running nervously towards the guardrails of the stands near the registration area. When they got to the guardrails, they didn't dare to say anything loudly, but just stared at Su Zhe who was doing the registration.

"Oh, you know what, I really admire Su Zhe." Wang Miaochuan couldn't help but sigh, "Look at his talent? He worked in the entertainment industry for two years, and when he came back to the sports industry, he didn't lose any results. In the blink of an eye, he won the men's 100m championship in the national championships! I heard that the Athletics Administration Center has listed him as a key athlete. In yesterday's competition, many industry masters expressed regret. If his foot was not injured, I'm afraid he would have run under 10.10 seconds."

"Who says it's not?"

As sports commentators, Zhang Jing and Wang Miaochuan are naturally following the latest developments in the sports circle. Among the recent hot topics in the sports circle, whenever athletics is mentioned, Su Zhe is always discussed.

As professional commentators of the Chaoting Sports Channel, they naturally have many sources of information. Previously, Su Zhe had only made a splash at the S Provincial Games, and not many people paid attention to him at the time. However, since the national championship qualifiers and his performance during the main competition, more and more sports leaders have focused their attention on this young man full of potential.

As a weak event in our country, sprinting was previously supported by only a leader like Chen Zhi in the men's 100m. The 110m hurdles, which once attracted and accumulated a large number of reserve talents because of the existence of the 110m hurdles king, lacked top talents after the retirement of the previous king, and there was a big gap in the performance of the previous generation. It was not until Zhou Tianjue, trained by Lu Fei, gradually grew up that people had new hope again.

The emergence of Su Zhe and his talent in the 100-meter sprint and 110-meter hurdles have aroused the long-deflated expectations of many people.

As long as he continues to maintain this state, his future prospects will be limitless.

Before the checking point, Su Zhe had already completed his own event checking and walked to the event preparation area under the guidance of the checker.

After a night's rest, maybe it was the excellent analgesic effect of the compound ethyl chloride spray or the amazing accelerated repair function of the sand sculpture system, but his foot injury felt much better than after yesterday's game.

When he arrived at the preparation area, many athletes focused their attention on him again. Ye Jun, who was in the same group with him in the qualifying round yesterday morning, had already walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder.

"How are you? Is your foot injury okay?"

As a famous domestic 110-meter hurdles athlete, Ye Jun has seen many of the top domestic hurdles players, but few of them can match Su Zhe in terms of calmness between the hurdles.

In the past two days, Ye Jun has repeatedly watched the video of the preliminaries. He knows that if there had not been a sudden accident involving a player that had a huge impact on Su Zhe's race track, then based on Su Zhe's attacking rhythm at the time and his own excellent acceleration ability in the later stages, the final winner of the preliminaries would definitely belong to Su Zhe.

This realization shocked him. He originally thought that Su Zhe's height disadvantage would be enough to make him fail in the 110-meter hurdles, but in fact, despite this disadvantage, he was still able to achieve such an excellent result...

This height is a pity.

Su Zhe naturally didn't know what Ye Jun was thinking. He smiled and greeted this 192cm tall brother: "It's nothing, just a common contusion. You will be fine after a few days of rest after the game."

The other players around him all greeted Su Zhe to some extent, but Zhou Tianjue was the only one who frowned.

After a while, Zhou Tianjue turned away with an unhappy look on his face, and snorted loudly for everyone present to hear: "You're already injured, why are you still coming to participate in the finals instead of taking good care of yourself?"

After hearing his words, the players around him, who were already used to it, showed funny expressions.

All the players present, including Su Zhe, are older than Zhou Tianjue. Most of these players have been training since they were young. In youth competitions, many people have seen Zhou Tianjue when he was still a little kid.

This guy has had a bad temper like Long Aotian since he was young. I don’t know where he learned it. He always speaks with a middle school vibe. He will definitely not leave a good impression on people when you meet him for the first time.

But in reality, he is just a funny boy with a single-minded mind.

Su Zhe naturally understood what Zhou Tianjue meant, and was just worried about his foot injury. He walked up to Zhou Tianjue with a hint of mischief, and said sincerely, "You can't say that. Didn't you ask me to watch your performance yesterday? How can I watch your performance if I don't come to the scene?"

Zhou Tianjue, who was originally unhappy, was stunned for a moment, then looked at Su Zhe's sincere face, and after a while his face turned red, and he said angrily: "Su, Zhe! Do you think I'm stupid?!"

It had been a long time since I heard Zhou Tianjue calling me by my name seriously. But it was obvious that he had pissed off the middle school boy.

Even though Zhou Tianjue was a bit of a middle school kid, his words just now did show his concern for him, and it was really inappropriate for him to tease him at this time.

Su Zhe first reflected on his occasional bad taste that he couldn't control, and was about to apologize to Zhou Tianjue when the staff came to inform the players that they could enter the stadium.

The 110-meter hurdles final is about to begin, and the live broadcast signal of the Chaoting Sports Channel has also been connected.

On the field, the athletes walked onto the track from the preparation area one after another, and then arrived at their respective positions on the track.

The seats on the side of the stands near the track were packed. As usual, a small area was occupied by the "philosopher" girls from Su Zhe's family. In addition, there were a dozen men wearing Athletics Kingdom Forum T-shirts sitting together, and there were also groups of sports enthusiasts like Tao Sheng who came alone or with friends to watch the game.

Seeing the players coming out, many people shouted excitedly, calling out the names of the players they supported.

"Brother Jue! Come on! The championship is yours!!"

"Marshal Ye is invincible, number one in the world!"

The noise from the stands did not affect the athletes on the track. On the track, the athletes changed their relaxed expressions in the preparation area and began to observe the track in front of them seriously.

Everyone gradually adjusted the starting blocks on their own tracks and began to test whether the feeling of exerting force with their feet was smooth when starting.

Su Zhe was no exception. Although his injured right foot made it difficult to exert force, he still carefully adjusted the starting blocks to the most suitable state according to his habits and simply tried to feel it.

After all the preparations were completed, Su Zhe patted his tense leg muscles and tried to relax his body as much as possible so as not to affect his performance in the competition due to excessive tension.

At this time, although the pain in his injured right foot was temporarily relieved due to the effect of ethyl chloride, the swollen injury still had some impact on him.

Of course, the worst thing is that his injured right foot is his starting leg, which is also his dominant leg that he usually uses to push off the ground.

In the 100-meter sprint competition the day before, Su Zhe lost his starting advantage because of the impact of the injury when he pushed off the ground at the start.

At the commentary desk, Zhang Jing and Wang Miaochuan were routinely introducing all the players' teams and their individual technical characteristics. The live camera was turning to Ye Jun, who smiled and waved to the camera, and Wang Miaochuan began to introduce Ye Jun at the right time.

"This is Ye Jun on track 2. You should all be familiar with him. He is a player from the Bayi team and a famous 110m hurdles player in my country. He has represented my country in many international competitions. In this year's Asian Championships, Ye Jun won the third place with a time of 13.37 seconds and also successfully refreshed his personal best. I hope that he can perform at his best in today's competition."

The camera continued to switch, and athletes including Zhou Tianjue were introduced one after another. Soon, the camera cut to Su Zhe in the 8th lane. In an instant, Su Zhe once again delivered a critical blow to the audience in front of the camera with his good looks.

The audience in the live broadcast room of the sports channel and in front of the TV could not help but feel their hearts skip a beat when they saw the sudden camera switch, and they held their breath to take in the shock of Su Zhe's face.

[dbq, I took a screenshot again, how could my baby be so beautiful! Ugh... I can't help it, my screen is dirty again...]

[Every time the camera switches from other players to Su Zhe, I feel like the camera has turned on a beauty filter just for him...]

[Hey, this face... Even if it's a man, I'm a little moved...]

[Zhe Shao is handsome! Oh, I don’t know how serious Zhe Shao’s foot injury is. I hope it won’t affect his game today…]

There were also some passers-by who didn't know Su Zhe at all, and they were also confused after seeing Su Zhe's appearance.

[This athlete looks unfamiliar. I mean, why would he want to be in the athletics circle with a face like that? Isn't the entertainment industry more suitable for him?]

As soon as this statement came out, the barrage of comments broke out into laughter, and many onlookers began to educate passers-by. After learning that Su Zhe had really been in the entertainment industry, passers-by typed a string of question marks on the barrage of comments? ? ?

At the commentary desk, Zhang Jing and Wang Miaochuan were also introducing Su Zhe.

Zhang Jing: "Now we are seeing Su Zhe, a young athlete from Province S. He is a rare athlete who is both a 100m sprinter and a 110m hurdles athlete, and his performance in both events is extremely good. In yesterday's National Track and Field Championships men's 100m sprint competition, Su Zhe won the men's 100m championship of this year's National Championships with a time of 10.11 seconds despite his injury!"

Wang Miaochuan: "Yes, since Su Zhe returned to the sports circle in June this year, in the limited competitions, we can see that his performance is improving rapidly. Su Zhe's strong potential in sprint events is beyond doubt."

Zhang Jing: "Friends who have followed the events over the past few days should have known that Su Zhe injured his right foot in the 110-meter hurdles yesterday morning. After the 100-meter final yesterday afternoon, his right foot contusion worsened. He competed again with an injury today, which is bound to have a certain impact on his performance."

Wang Miaochuan: "Yes, from recent competitions, we can see that Su Zhe's dominant leg is his right leg, and his stride leg is also his right leg. When using the eight-step hurdle technique, he needs to use his right foot to push off the ground at the start, and at the same time, before each step over the hurdle, his stride leg needs to play a role in pushing off the ground. With his right foot injured, this will be a big test for Su Zhe."

Because of their love for Su Zhe after watching the game over the past two days, Zhang Jing and Wang Miaochuan couldn't help but add a lot of details when introducing Su Zhe, so that the live broadcast audience could have a deeper understanding of Su Zhe.

The pre-match preparation time was soon over, and the scene instantly became quiet with the referee's preparation.

On the eight race tracks, the athletes have already made their preparations, with their hands on the ground, their feet stepping on the starting blocks one after the other, their hips raised, waiting for the starting gun to sound.

Soon, a gunshot broke through the sky!

"Bang!"

"The game has begun!" Zhang Jing began his commentary on the game in a calm voice: "After hearing the gunshot, the eight players started quickly. During the start-up phase, we can see that Su Zhe's speed is a little slower..."

On the field, Su Zhe frowned the moment he pushed off the ground. Just like in the 100-meter start yesterday, although his injured right foot had undergone a night of rest, repair, and sedation with medication, he still felt a piercing pain at the moment of the power explosion. Although he tried his best to control and endure it, it still affected his speed at the start.

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