The champion is you
"Mo Xiaohuan seems to have sped up as well, probably because he was stimulated by Qu Chi."
"Hiss, this isn't very rational. Did Mo Xiaohuan get led away by Qu Chi?"
After Mo Xiaohuan accelerated, she was horrified to find that the figure who tried to overtake her was not stopped. The effect of her speed increase seemed to have only consumed her own physical energy, while the other person might not have even realized that someone around him had slowed down.
Mo Xiaohuan was an excellent competitor, but it was clear that in this competition, there was a competitor who was no less capable than her and had already surpassed her! She was already leading everyone...
In the audience, everyone was cheering and cheering, and screams were heard one after another.
This competition is an outlet. Throughout the whole day, after the preliminaries and semi-finals, almost all events have finals in the evening, which also means that the competitions that the audience can watch in the evening are all higher-level competitions.
Before the start of the women's 400m final, the track and field fans at the scene had already been excited. The passion generated by high-level competitions continued into this game, mixed with the expectations that had already risen because of this game, making them hope to see better performances from the athletes in this game.
The starting gun sounded and the cheers shook the earth.
At the beginning, everyone's cheers mixed together, which was an encouragement to all the contestants on the scene. Just three seconds later, everything began to change quietly.
The contestant who was originally among everyone and could be missed if she was not careful, the contestant who looked a little thin because she was not yet an adult, stole everyone's attention in just 5 seconds.
Too fast, too fast!
She was like a whirlpool that suddenly appeared in a calm river, so wonderful that it almost instantly surpassed the slowly flowing water beside her, and then moved forward.
Sensitive spectators could even feel at that moment that the speed of other players on the field was affected by her. They all subconsciously accelerated, and then recovered because of their original rhythm control.
But it was precisely because the other players did not keep up that the speed of the vortex became even more obvious. Just in the bend, she had already overtaken a player in front of her and was even about to catch up with the player in the outermost lane!
"Qu Chi! Qu Chi! I knew you could do it! Qu Chi! You're awesome!"
Deng Zijing still sat in his previous seat and returned the loudspeaker that had been temporarily taken away. However, under the gaze of his brothers next to him, he did not dare to use it again. He could only wave the small flag in his hand wildly. He was so excited that he wanted to run with the players on the field.
Suddenly, he had an idea, but his remaining rationality told him not to publicize it loudly, so he could only quietly tell the big brother beside him.
"The 100 meters is nothing! I'll only watch the 400 meters from now on. That's the race for tough guys like us! The 100 meters was over before I could even howl twice, but this 400 meters is so good and so intense, I can howl a lot."
Qin Chengmo looked at him with dead fish eyes, and then his gaze slowly moved to the audience on the other side of Deng Zijing.
Although Deng Zijing thought he spoke in a low voice, his voice, which had just recovered from the excitement, was like a human body reverberation, and everyone around him could hear it clearly.
The other one obviously loves the 100 meters more and is about to perform a live combat sport.
Qin Chengmo took two steps back, protecting his banner. He had no interest in watching a fighting match for free.
His eyes always followed the radiant figure, watching her surpass her opponents one after another, and his heart beat faster with her footsteps.
He was a little envious of the other contestants. He also wanted to run beside her, follow her, listen to her footsteps, and follow her heartbeat. That must be the most beautiful melody.
Mo Xiaohuan, who was actually running beside Qu Chi, was beginning to doubt his life.
She couldn't help but wonder if her pace was right. Why was Qu Chi still ahead of her? This shouldn't be the case. Although she wasn't a fast-moving athlete, she had trained for many years, and her explosive power couldn't possibly be matched by Qu Chi...
Bar?
Isn't she a minor? Even if she becomes an adult contestant after the new year, can she directly debut and reach the peak?
Mo Xiaohuan's thoughts were in a mess, but at a certain moment, she suddenly realized that something was wrong. She had been thinking too much. Even though the 400-meter race was much longer than the 100-meter race, it was still a sprint. Sprinting is an anaerobic exercise that empties the brain and relies almost solely on the body's inertia to move forward. She had been thinking too much and it had affected her speed!
There are two people in front of Qu Chi and five people behind Qu Chi.
How exciting, she thought.
She has been a 100-meter runner for a longer time, so she always uses this 400-meter track for comparison. The distance between the runners is also shortened proportionally. Qu Chi can almost feel the breath of everyone on the track.
So quick, so determined.
Her footsteps created vibrations on the ground, and she could feel the rhythm of the two people in front of her, so clearly, as if as long as she adjusted slightly, she would be able to follow in the footsteps of the first place and easily lead the entire group.
But, my rhythm was not wrong.
Qu Chi continued to swing her arms. The 400-meter track was longer, which meant she had enough time to feel her body. It was great, the elasticity of the ground, the amplitude of her arm swings, the size of her strides... everything was just right.
The last hundred meters.
There was only one figure left in front of her.
The breathing of the opponents sounded like hunting dogs, like hunting beasts. They were fighting for their own position. Qu Chi felt vaguely that she was also a beast. Only in front of her was the prey. She wanted to bite off that piece of meat, ferociously and without leaving any room for mercy.
In the arid grassland, every hunt is a matter of life and death for the cheetah. If the hunt fails, death may be the only thing waiting for it.
Qu Chi didn't want to starve to death.
"The last bit! The last fifty meters! Qu Chi! Qu Chi, run faster!"
"Come on, Quchi, come on!"
Qu Chi could no longer hear anything. The only sound in her ears was her own breathing. The swaying of her body was under control, her technical movements were still perfect, and her speed had reached the maximum!
The competitor ahead of her maintained a good rhythm, and she almost marveled at his steady pace. However, Qu Chi still had some energy left, and could push off the ground a little harder, swing his arms a little wider. His stability was a form of stamina lost after a period of exhaustion, and Qu Chi closed the gap little by little...
Little by little, in the last few meters, Qu Chi saw that he had surpassed her. In the end, he pushed his body down desperately and broke through the finish line.
All the muscles in his body were tired, but Qu Chi still stared at the performance display screen at the first moment.
She wanted to confirm whether what she said to He Yang a few months ago, "I want to try 400 meters", was empty talk.
The contestant who was in a tug of war with her in the final stage was named Li Yali. She stared at Qu Chi, pursed her lips, and stood beside Qu Chi.
They didn't say anything, all waiting for the first place decision on the screen.
"You are the champion."
Before the results were announced, Li Yali spoke quickly, her eyes full of stubbornness and unwillingness, but that's how competitive sports are. If there's a slight difference in speed, you can be unconvinced, but you cannot deny that the person who beat you in this game is better than you.
Qu Chi did not respond. She was sure it was her, but she just wanted to see the results.
The display refreshed, and green font showed her score and ranking.
First place, Qu Chi [52.19 seconds (pb)]
Qu Chi's tightly pursed lips finally relaxed, and a smile began to spread from her limbs to the corners of her mouth, revealing a hearty smile.
Li Yali looked at her own result [52.97 seconds (pb)], and felt like a huge stone was blocking her heart. She really lost. Looking at Qu Chi's smile, she gritted her teeth, her eyes were red, and there was no tear at all.
She didn't cry. Why cry if she is not as strong as him? Qu Chi's time of 52.19 seconds is impressive, but she is not bad either. Today is her best performance this season. She even broke the 53-second mark. Maybe she should also thank Qu Chi, a new player.
She'd been running against those stagnant competitors for so long that she'd unknowingly become one of them. Was 53 seconds really that hard? She'd even broken that barrier two years before, but every time she competed, she seemed to lose her energy. The pace of her competitors was so familiar, it felt like she was competing against herself.
But today, she is different because of Qu Chi. Qu Chi is the catfish in the catfish effect, dangerous, but it can make the sardines full of vitality.
As long as she trains hard, she will definitely catch up.
Qu Chi: "I won."
Li Yali's crystal eyes looked very bright, while Qu Chi was exceptionally gentle. The fierceness that had been lingering in him since before the game started disappeared completely, and he was almost instantly filled with tenderness towards the world.
"Congratulations, let's officially meet. My name is Li Yali. Don't be too proud, I will catch up."
She is unpretentious and makes no secret of her determination to excel.
Qu Chi smiled and said, "Well, I won't let you catch up."
Li Yali tilted his head and smiled: "You deserve a beating."
Qu Chi: "Really? Even if you break my legs, I won't let you catch up."
She will keep running forward to pursue her dreams.
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