Dreamer
In September, the chirping of cicadas could not drown out the noise of the restless teenagers, and the silence of the campus disappeared in just an instant.
Another person walked into the classroom door. Qin Chengmo subconsciously sat up straight, but was disappointed after seeing clearly.
Not her.
One after another, why are there so many people in this class.
"Hey! Dude, are you Qin Chengmo? You're so handsome! As soon as the new list came out, our class group was buzzing with activity. We just wanted to know how Qin Chengmo ended up transferring to our class."
A man wearing middle-parted glasses talked to him enthusiastically, but Qin Chengmo didn't want to pay attention. However, when he saw that everyone was there, he still didn't see the person he wanted to see.
Qin Chengmo forced a smile and asked the man with the middle-parted glasses, "Do you know Qu Chi from our class?"
The man with the middle-parted glasses retreated exaggeratedly: "Wow! Qu Shen! Who in our class doesn't know her? She's the pride of our Class 16! But, Qu Shen must be training with the provincial team right now. Alas, we only see her once or twice a year, during final exams."
Qin Chengmo took a deep breath and felt that his lungs seemed to be blocked.
Maybe fate has strangled my alveoli.
…
Ever since Zhou Xinwen appeared, Qu Chi started to have dreams every night, but what made her increasingly annoyed was that even in her dreams she did not dare to dream of defeating Zhou Xinwen fairly.
She spit on herself every morning.
In the dream, her victory was achieved by extending the track, which was much longer than 100 meters, as if it was specially designed for Qu Chi to win.
Qu Chi still trained step by step every day, but in the sprint event, talent is too important. Even if she received the same training, Zhou Xinwen would always be the sine function that she could not catch up with. In her field, she was an almost infinite peak.
So, this is why she dreams every day... No matter how many times Qu Chi thinks about it, he feels that he is so ridiculous.
Perhaps, the way to end this ridiculous dream is to really defeat Zhou Xinwen, or -
Lose to her forever.
In mid-September, nearing the end of this year's season, there are only two stops left in the National Track and Field Grand Prix, which is also one of the most popular events in the country. This year, track and field fans who love to watch track and field competitions have set their sights on some special athletes.
Zhou Xinwen is one of them.
Just a month ago, Zhou Xinwen, who was only fourteen years old, broke the national youth record. Her performance in the subsequent U16 and U18 competitions was relatively stable. She has been confirmed to be called up by the provincial team. She has limited experience in low-level competitions, and this Grand Prix is a brand new challenge for her.
If we only consider her PB of 11.56, she would have been a guaranteed finalist in this competition. For a 14-year-old to reach the finals is truly unprecedented and a truly remarkable feat. Furthermore, because her previous competitions were closed to the public, the audience was very excited to see her compete live.
Even if the women's 100 meters does not attract much attention, the talented athletes themselves will still receive more attention.
It can be said that most of the spectators who came to watch the 100-meter race today came to see whether this talented girl can live up to her reputation.
Genius, a flash in the pan is not a genius.
lounge.
Qu Chi is waiting to go on stage.
She has always been silent, so Zhou Xinwen beside her didn't notice anything wrong.
"Sister Qu Chi, you are really amazing. You are not nervous at all."
Zhou Xinwen's tone was one of genuine envy.
She had not been officially participating in the competition for long, not to mention that this competition was an open competition. The track and field fans in the audience were like cabbages in the field, so densely packed that it was almost breathtaking just to look at them.
Despite her excellent results, she does not have much competition experience and seems too young compared to Qu Chi.
At this time, facing the long-awaited official competition, she was a little too nervous.
Qu Chi did not respond, but just pulled the corners of his mouth and gave a soothing smile.
Zhou Xinwen was young and didn't know Qu Chi well, so she couldn't tell that anything was wrong.
Qu Chi held his leg down, it didn't shake, but Qu Chi felt vaguely that it was soft.
She will still lose.
Qu Chi, oh Qu Chi, you are already afraid of fighting.
A professional athlete, an athlete who should rush towards victory with a clear mind... shouldn't have this kind of mentality.
No matter how strong the opponent is, professional athletes should run for their lives, because that is faith.
But……
Qu Chi stayed quietly in the lounge, gradually becoming distracted.
They all stood up until the coach entered the lounge.
The person who came was their common coach in the provincial team.
He Yuntong had been coaching Zhou Xinwen before. After Zhou Xinwen was selected for the provincial team, he also followed her to the provincial team. After that, Qu Chi's coach was also replaced by him. After all, He Yuntong wanted to observe the impact of sparring on Zhou Xinwen.
"You're both in the same group this time. I believe that with all the previous training, you can all perform at your best. Especially you, Xinwen. Don't be afraid of fighting. Although you've participated in fewer competitions, your results are good. Why are you afraid of this?"
He patted Zhou Xinwen's shoulder, his tone very intimate.
Qu Chi stood beside Zhou Xinwen, looking a little cold.
She and He Yuntong, also known as Yi Yue, have a master-disciple relationship.
With the field cleared for the previous match, it was their group's turn to prepare.
Qu Chi walked behind Zhou Xinwen, and before leaving, He Yuntong stopped her.
"Qu Chi, this isn't your first Grand Prix race, so you're more experienced. You know, Xinwen is still young, and it's normal for her to think she can't outrun the adult runners. But you're different. This time, by chance, you're assigned to the same group as her. Your condition will greatly affect Xinwen, so you must..."
Qu Chi listened quietly until He Yuntong's explanation was interrupted by the urging staff.
"Coach He, I'm leaving first."
"Well, go ahead and do your best."
Only after the girl's slender but upright figure disappeared in the corridor did He Yuntong sigh.
In order not to affect the players' mentality too much, their coaching staff did not actually tell the players that there would be national team coaches watching this game.
Of course they came for Zhou Xinwen.
In order to see in person how talented this 100-meter girl is.
Therefore, Qu Chi must perform well. Only when she stimulates Zhou Xinwen's state can Zhou Xinwen perform better and have a better chance of being looked upon more favorably by the national team coach.
On the playing field.
The nine contestants took their positions.
The competition is divided into preliminaries and finals.
There are 8 groups in the preliminaries, and the top eight players in the total score will enter the finals. In the preliminaries, 64 players will be directly eliminated.
The 100-meter race is held only on the straight line of the circular 400-meter track. A crouch start is uniformly adopted and the results are electronically timed. As a Level V event, the results of all athletes will be recorded.
This means that whether it is athlete level certification or refreshing pb, this competition can meet the needs.
In order not to affect the athletes' starting position, the few spectators in the venue temporarily quieted down.
The air was silent, and before the starting gun sounded, Qu Chi could only hear her own heartbeat.
She was in lane 6, and Zhou Xinwen was in the next lane to her.
I believe that in this game, as long as Qu Chi runs at his best, Zhou Xinwen will be able to perform better.
Qu Chi exhaled gently and moved his muscles.
Her heart was beating fast, and no one knew what she was thinking except herself.
Although there were few track and field fans in the stands who came specifically for the women's 100 meters, there were some.
Some people even carried a small banner, which looked out of place with the simple atmosphere around them.
Deng Zijing smiled and said, "Little brother, are you here to chase stars? Are you looking at the 100-meter mark?"
Qin Chengmo glanced at him, unfolded his own banner, and fixed his eyes on the quiet figure on the runway.
Deng Zijing was not angry when he saw how aloof he was.
Kids nowadays like to act cool.
But this person came here specifically to watch the track and field competition. What a great talent! Track and field should be liked by more and more people.
So he looked at the banner carefully and wondered, "Hey, your drawing is quite cute, but why is the hair short? Doesn't Zhou Xinwen have long hair?"
Qin Chengmo finally responded, and replied coldly: "Who is Zhou Xinwen? I don't know her."
Deng Zijing was stunned: "Aren't you here to see Zhou Xinwen? Zhou Xinwen is the star of the women's 100m..."
Qin Chengmo stood up, letting Deng Zijing's words choke in his throat.
Without paying any more attention to that person, he turned around and said to the person behind him:
"I'll go to the front row."
For track and field events alone, especially at this level, it is difficult to fill the spectator seats.
Qin Chengmo wanted to change his seat to the front to watch the game, not wanting to be disturbed by the annoying guy next to him anymore.
He Yang nodded and let him go.
Someone next to her even joked with her, "Coach He, your nephew is so handsome, is he studying art?"
"Um."
"That's great! Being a star is great, haha. I have a young contestant who really loves to chase stars."
He Yang smiled and said, "He studies music."
Regardless of everyone's idle chatter, Qin Chengmo has already reached the position he wanted.
No one will disturb him here.
The sun outside was unusually hot, as if the passion for the game had ignited the air in the stadium.
With the sound of the starting gun, the hot atmosphere was instantly ignited and everyone began to cheer for the players they supported.
Most of the people around were calling out different names, and the most common name was Zhou Xinwen's.
The wind-like girl lived up to the expectations of track and field fans and took the lead steadily.
On the playing field.
Qu Chi stared at the finish line ahead.
The moment the gunshot sounded, Qu Chi vaguely felt something was different.
For a moment, she seemed to overlap with the figure in her dream. She could feel the hardness of the track under her feet, the frequency of her own heartbeat, and the speed of the pace of the runners beside her.
Everything is under control.
Perfect running, her rhythm, her limbs, even she felt that every fingertip was under control.
The stadium instantly turned into a scene from a dream. She could not see her opponents around her. Even Zhou Xinwen in front of her was just a blurry shadow. She also seemed to have the same relaxed and comfortable posture as in the dream. In front of her, there seemed to be no one, only the finish line.
'Don't chase someone'
'Chasing the finish line'
It doesn’t matter if you lose this race, but you must try your best and reach the finish line again.
When he saw that the 100-meter finish line was just around the corner, Qu Chi came to his senses and found that he had forgotten to breathe, his cheeks were flushed, and he refused to relax in the last ten meters.
She was detached from that dreamlike feeling, but she didn't want to relax.
Even if it's just a preliminary round.
Because... this might be her last competition.
She loves this track and every run.
However, track and field does not require an athlete with mediocre talent.
Someone once said that she was a genius. She knew she was a genius, but she didn’t want to be a “genius” who only met the threshold of certain people.
Qu Chi was running at this moment just to... say goodbye properly.
The enthusiastic cheers from the audience did not belong to her, but they were part of the stadium.
She loved this track so much that she fantasized that maybe someone in the audience saw her, cheered for her and shouted for her.
Some people also expect her to win the game.
"Qu Chi! Qu Chi!"
She shouted to herself in her heart.
That’s right, that’s it, Qu Chi, don’t think too much about it, just treat this as the last time and run happily again.
Finally, she almost lost consciousness, and it was not until she was more than ten meters past the finish line that she came to her senses and realized that the race was over.
Because of the lack of oxygen just now, she couldn't breathe smoothly for a while, and even her eyes hurt.
Someone supported her.
It was a contestant she knew, Li Tianfei.
19 years old this year, pb 12.16 seconds.
After she was promoted to the adult group, Qu Chi had not competed with her for some time.
But at this time, Li Tianfei supported her and said with concern:
"Why are you rushing so hard? Did your team give you some orders? This is just the preliminaries. You should take care of yourself and don't get hurt."
Qu Chi's legs were indeed weak and he was mainly dizzy, so he needed someone to support him.
"Thank you, Sister Tian Fei."
Li Tianfei smiled and rubbed her hair:
"You, at such a young age, have already run under 11.80 seconds. Even as an adult, I still can't run faster than you. You're amazing."
Qu Chi twitched the corner of his mouth.
Zhou Xinwen was standing not far away. In this group of competitions, she was almost the first by a large margin. If nothing unexpected happened, she should have advanced.
She excitedly waved her hands towards the audience and cheered happily in the direction of her coach.
Li Tianfei was also waiting for the results of her competition at the scene.
10th place, 12.22 seconds, missed the finals.
She played normally in this game, but athletes cannot achieve great results in every game.
She looked at Qu Chi and saw that he was also looking at her results.
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