On the TV.

Tianchao Sports Station.

"The eighth way, Kitty Hawks athlete Derwin Chambers."

Gu Yi Village.

They all surrounded Su Shen’s family and prepared to watch the game together.

Su Shen bought a huge LCD TV for his family, which just met the conditions for everyone to watch the game together.

"Oh, your Xiaotian is amazing now. He is already a world champion. He will defend his title today."

"The little kid who was walking through the dirt road with bare ass is now the fastest person in the whole flower race."

"The clothes of this national team seem to have been changed, they look much better and look energetic."

The compliments from the villagers naturally made Su Shen’s parents feel very happy, proud and proud, but they learned about this game in advance. This is a showdown with the 100-meter world record holder, and this is called Asafa. Powell’s man is not slower than his son in front of him. This game is likely to be difficult, if he loses...

Su's father felt that his wife had been holding her hands tightly since the broadcast.

He gently put it on, patted it, and whispered: "Don't worry, Xiaotian, it's OK."

"Yeah." Su's mother didn't know if she heard it or didn't hear it. Anyway, her eyes never left the TV screen.

Ancient town.

Lin Yanfang's family is also waiting together. For the future prospective son-in-law, we must work hard together to defend the world title.

Classroom dormitory of the ancient town middle school.

Someone also turned on the TV, and the light from the light curtain hit the man's face.

He lit a cigarette, watched the TV, and murmured alone: ​​"Good boy, I've been upgrading all the way to school, from junior to senior, you have helped me a lot. If you outperform this time, I'm afraid I'll have to get a promotion and a salary increase again."

After taking a puff of cigarette, he felt the nicotine feeling, and slowly spit it out, saying, "Come on, prove it to the whole world. The person who runs the fastest in front of the world is from our Dazhong Huaxiangshan Ancient Town."

Imperial capital.

Mapletzu Yu has temporarily instructed him not to disturb him in the past few minutes, and he wants to "quiet" alone.

Of course, the so-called quietness means turning on the TV and watching Su Shen’s defending battle.

"If you win this game, then the next World Championships will definitely settle in our big flower."

"Xiaotian, you have to work hard."

Ersha Island.

"Go to the cafeteria quickly. The competition between Brother Tian and Brother Haohuan is about to begin. Go quickly, go quickly. If you go late, there will be no seat in front."

"It's okay, I have asked Azu to help me take a seat in advance, no hurry."

"What? You are so despicable! I'm still thinking about you, I've left, and I'll be gone later."

"What are you anxious about? We are good brothers. I will definitely let Azu help you take it."

"Let's go and see Little Tian Ge vs. Asafa Powell."

Valencia Indoor World Championships.

The players were introduced one by one on the court, but the coaching staff and staff next to the scene were more nervous than ever.

Although I knew that I had been prepared as much as possible, I was still worried that it was not enough...

"You're a little anxious, Lao Yu." Yuan Guoqiang deliberately joked, trying to ease the atmosphere.

Such tension affects the image of "calmness and calmness" that is being photographed.

"You're not in a hurry? You're not in a hurry. Why did your right finger have been knocking on your elbow since you were young?" Yu Weili didn't respond at all, but instead "firm one blow". Jiang is still so spicy.

"Yeah." Yuan Guoqiang was stunned for a moment, immediately broke his skills, and whispered bitterly: "How can you not be nervous in the defending battle of the World Championships?"

"The first time I didn't know he could get it at all, but I wasn't so nervous. Now... it's different."

"Aren't I the same?" Yu Weili said: "Do you think I have more experience than you in this pure straight project?"

"Even if you add a short span, only Sun Haiping has experience in the straight road project, and the rest, including you and me, don't have it."

"You said, yes, you can win."

"Well, I can... win!"

On the other side of Powell's team, Stephen Francis had long since lost the smile of killing all over the Americas.

nonsense.

If there was no Su Shen here, he would definitely be the same, smiling and eating whatever he liked.

But if you have such a close person, you have no bottom at all, so how can you not be nervous?

Of course, there is also a very strange scene.

That is, you can see that except for the Zanhua Family and Jamaica, the other contestants' coaching teams and staff were all looking forward to it or were not nervous.

Why?

They all know that their players are in this 60-meter showdown at the World Championships.

Can't it be the protagonist?

That's the case.

Then let’s enjoy the protagonist’s fight tonight. It’s useless to expect unnecessary things.

“on your marks.”

The command sounded, and the athletes returned to their starting gear and prepared in a squat.

Press your hands on the ground, sink slightly, forming an arch shape, and do elastic support before starting.

Then, Su Shen and Powell both looked up slightly and glanced at the finish line.

It seems to be determining the final goal of reaching it.

After one second, adjust your eyes back to the ground and prepare to lift your hips and start running.

At this time, in the ABC live broadcast room in the United States, Gatling and Green also began to explain the guests' work as usual.

"This shot will determine who is Blue Star's first future."

"They're going to do their best."

"As long as Asafa does not have psychological problems, then there is no suspense in this game."

"There is no suspense, don't forget who WR is now."

Although Green shouted fiercely, you can actually see from the support rate of the Internet that most people in the bad luck still support Asafa Powell, especially the "Black Brother", who almost always stands here without thinking, but the same sentence still...

In this case, if you turn the tables with Green.

Then... Green's personal vision and personal reputation will inevitably be greatly improved.

Green, this is also a bet.

Maybe no one could see his fingernails, and at some point, had already quietly fallen into his palm.

“set.”

Su Shen raised his butt, and he could feel Powell next to him, and his buttocks also activated his buttocks, and the center of gravity began to shift according to the rhythm.

The on-site commentator also quickly said something appropriate to the situation——

"If you don't see last year's Birmingham, it doesn't matter, this year in Valencia, the battle of the King of Futures."

“It’s still going on!”

"Who is the strongest, it will be announced in seven seconds."

Su Shen adjusted his breathing, and the latest new laboratory stud shoes also made him feel that his feet felt more bonded.

The sound of Powell's breathing next to him was also vaguely transmitted in such extreme concentration.

call--

call--

call--

At the moment when a breath just ends.

Bang —————————————————————————

A gunshot from the small speaker behind him clearly spread throughout the field.

Su Shen seemed to be a silent dragon.

Suddenly in my eyes.

The light is brilliant.

But in Stephen Francis' eyes, he stared at Asafa Powell all the way.

He knew Powell had an old problem, but the moment Powell started to kick out, he swept through the big screen and suddenly saw Asafa Powell's eyes.

Suddenly.

Stephen Francis couldn't help but pat his thigh and said:

"good!"
To be continued...