Their past regrets
The moment the contestants of different skin colors appeared on the stage, the scene in front of us seemed to change.
The field in front of me became blurry and yellowed as if covered by a film filter.
Qu Chi sat in the audience seats, looking calmly ahead, watching the figures galloping across the finish line, her heart filled with regret and melancholy.
"Qu Chi?" Qin Chengmo's gentle voice sounded in his ears.
Qu Chi suddenly came back to her senses and saw a mist in front of her eyes, which surprised her greatly.
She, was crying?
How could that be?
It was just a game, she had even been on the field herself, so how could she be surrounded by endless regrets at this moment?
"I really want to be able to run again."
'Shouldn't give up'
'I also want to stand on this field'
Qu Chi couldn't stop crying, she covered her face with her hands, feeling lost and at a loss. Qin Chengmo was startled and wiped the tears from her face with the back of his hand, but he couldn't resist Qu Chi's inexplicable sadness.
Qin Chengmo wanted to hug her, hoping that a hug could give her some comfort, but in the end he could only hold her hand, not daring to cross the line.
Qu Chi covered his face, tears welling up in his palms.
After crying, she was extremely confused and didn't even know where the sadness came from.
Qin Chengmo finally turned sideways and put his arm around her shoulders, his movements stiff.
Realizing that his body was in contact with Qin Chengmo's, Qu Chi pushed and pressed on Qin Chengmo's chest muscles.
Qu Chi was so confused from crying that he poked and pinched her, mumbling, "You seem to have a good figure."
Qin Chengmo's muscles tensed instantly. Qu Chi looked up at him with red eyes. Qin Chengmo was struggling with whether to hug her.
Qu Chi didn't want to struggle anymore. Her emotions were slowly subsiding. Qin Chengmo always had a cool smell on his body, which made her calm down a little and felt quite comfortable.
She sighed and looked up at the sky.
The two of them didn't speak. The game on the field had reached the last group and Sun Yimian also came on the court.
As for the future of Chinese women's 200m, although this means Sun Yimian's absolute status in the country, it does not mean that such strength can dominate the world.
Sun Yimian ranked fourth in the group and finally advanced to the next round with the third place among the remaining contestants, which made the audience who were worried about her breathe a sigh of relief.
Due to the hot searches for Quchi two days ago, this women's 200-meter race has received more attention than before. When many people saw that Sun Yimian tried her best but only ranked fourth in the group, they felt disappointed.
On the one hand, I couldn't bear to watch it anymore, as I felt that Chinese sprinting still had a long way to go. On the other hand, I felt that it was really not easy for Qu Chi to make it to the finals.
In fact, if Qu Chi had not made history early, Sun Yimian's advancement to the semi-finals could be called a miracle. Before that, almost no athlete in the sprint event had been able to reach the World Championships.
Even in the 100 meters, which attracts the most attention and has the most resources invested, the level of Chinese men's 100 meters cannot keep up with the international level.
As track and field fans learned more about the event, those passers-by who claimed to be disappointed left the scene. Some people who were interested in track and field because of the competitions in the past few days paid more attention to the development of the sprint events.
They were surprised to find that Chinese sprinting had been almost blank for a long period of time. Even Yan Feng, who broke the 10-second mark in the 100 meters last year, missed the competition on the eve of the World Championships this year for some reason.
If it weren't for these two female players, let alone promotion, the team might have been eliminated.
No matter what, it is still gratifying that Sun Yimian finally advanced to the semi-finals.
After watching this game, Qu Chi didn't dare to watch any further.
She was worried that she would be inexplicably dragged into her emotions again and affect the game.
When she came to her senses, she found that although Qin Chengmo was not hugging her, her hand was placed on Qin Chengmo's leg very rudely.
Qu Chi quietly took her hand back. Qin Chengmo didn't seem to care. After she stood up, he also stood up and prepared to leave.
Return to the hotel.
Qin Chengmo asked with concern: "How do you feel? Will it affect your game tonight?"
Qu Chi felt it and said honestly, "Yes."
Qin Chengmo frowned, very worried.
Qu Chi continued, "It should be more powerful now."
The pain of missing out made her want to make up for the regret.
The urge to make up for the regret is obviously conducive to her enthusiasm for the competition. She can't wait to run a race to prove that she still remains in this field.
Qu Chi felt that although he cried for no reason, it was still a good gain.
At 9:35 pm local time, the women's 400m final kicked off under the attention of the public.
The brightest star in the audience is undoubtedly Ophelia, who has won the Diamond League championship for three consecutive times and is also the champion of the last World Championship. This World Championship can also be regarded as her championship defense battle. She stands on the golden lane of this game, the sixth lane.
On Ophelia's left is Philia from the fifth lane. They are of similar age and can be considered old rivals who have fought against each other throughout their careers.
Next is the fourth lane player Ottovi, who advanced from the first group as a substitute; the third lane player Miller Kasha, who advanced directly from the third group in the semi-finals; and the second lane player Clive, who advanced from the second group as a substitute.
With Ophelia as the dividing line, the lanes ahead are the seventh lane contestant, Rachel; the eighth lane contestant, Qu Chi; and the ninth lane contestant, Bailey.
The eight contestants are ready to go, and the tense atmosphere is about to ignite.
In the audience, tonight, there are obviously many more yellow faces in the stadium. They are all from China and come for one person.
At this moment, they all sent their gazes and blessings to the field, hoping that Qu Chi could spread his wings and soar.
Qu Chi held his breath and concentrated. At this moment, everything was silent.
She could hear her own heartbeat, and the moment she lowered her head, the only thing she could see was the runway.
Why did she have the illusion of leaving the stadium and watching the game dejectedly? Was it because she had made a wrong decision before and would regret it for the rest of her life?
At a fork in the road in the past, she took a path that she would regret, so can only watch others strive for honor from the outside of the stadium while she continues to regret?
Now...
She was on the right path now, and she was absolutely certain that she would not regret it.
So every time in the future, she will never regret it.
"Everyone, take your positions!"
"preparation!"
"Bang!"
The starting gun sounded, Qu Chi stood up, her eyes looking at the infinitely extended runway. If she wanted, she could dedicate all her youth to this track. She would keep running until she could no longer move, or until she felt she had reached the finish line.
At this moment, under her feet, she made a firm choice.
"Qu Chi is in the front! She's in the first echelon! Oh my God! Qu Chi!"
"Come on, Qu Chi! Qu Chi!"
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”
Some people could only scream, or incorporate Qu Chi's name into their screams, and could not speak complete sentences at all.
As for Qu Chi on the field, she heard nothing, but she saw a person's shadow in her peripheral vision.
It wasn't Bailey, nor was it Ophelia and the others, but the figure with the ponytail.
She took one step after another, her steps light and she never looked back.
Qu Chi chased after him.
She had a feeling that this time, she could surpass her, fulfill their agreement, surpass her, and defeat her.
Then saw her.
"Qu Chi is speeding up again! My legs are so weak I can't bear it anymore. I dare not look at it!"
"What's going on? It's so intense! Help! Help!"
The tug-of-war was very intense, with the first echelon chasing each other and the rest of the players fighting to the death.
Among these players, the most special one is Qu Chi. Her unique skin color attracted the attention of the whole audience. She was in an incredible position at the moment, and she even started to accelerate here.
Her coaching team was standing on the sidelines, and their expressions changed when they saw Qu Chi's unusual acceleration.
He Yang clutched the railing tightly, almost forgetting to breathe. Thirty seconds? Forty seconds? It wasn't until her face flushed red that she realized she hadn't even taken a breath.
Qu Chi is still accelerating, and she has reached the third stage.
Her opponents were puzzled and didn't understand where her rhythm came from. Only Qu Chi knew that she was following the phantom.
Moreover, it was the first time she was so close to that person.
The last hundred meters.
Sprint with all your might.
Qu Chi walked like crazy. She wanted to overtake that person. She must cross the finish line before her.
"Qu Chi! What's the number of Qu Chi? Wuwuwu, did I see it wrong..."
"I crossed the finish line, I crossed the finish line, is it over? Is it over?"
Trembling questions, trembling hearts, at this moment, everyone is waiting for a miracle to happen again in this huge stadium.
Qu Chi turned around, looked past each of her opponents, and saw that person's face among the strange faces.
It’s Quchi.
Qu Chi with long hair stood there, the light shining on her was so soft that it didn't seem like Qu Chi herself.
"Qu Chi" waved his hand and smiled silently. Qu Chi seemed to have expected this, but also seemed to be shocked by the facts. She didn't even look at the electronic screen, but just kept looking at "Qu Chi".
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