Ye Qin watched a group of players reach the starting line of the preliminary round, and his mood became much calmer than at the beginning. He was the last group of the preliminary round. According to the current situation, he should be the one with the best results in the semi-finals.

Ye Qin is very confident in himself. From the 400-meter race to the 200-meter race, then the current 100-meter race, the preliminaries and the rematch, and the training of several games has allowed Ye Qin to understand his position in a certain angle, and has also made his mentality more and more good.

"Each person is in place... ready... bang!"

The moment the gunfire sounded, Ye Qin stood up and accelerated, and the speed was very fast!

He felt that he liked the track more and more, and he liked the moment he rushed out of the track after the gunfire sounded!

That kind of fast Mercedes-Benz, surpassing one opponent after another, and finally standing in front of the finish line and becoming the focus of everyone's attention, made Ye Qin extremely eager and like such a scene.

In the 100-meter preliminaries, Ye Qin noticed the players around him since he started.

His start was pretty good this time. Although from the sidelines, Ye Qin seemed to be ahead of other players without starting at the start, and was just comparable to other players with fast starts. But for this reason, Ye Qin had been training for a long time.

When he was training with Liu Yizhen and Li Jianchao for 100 or 200 meters, the most he practiced was the starting skills.

Ye Qin himself also understood that 400 meters and 200 meters have a great tolerance for his starting lineup, that is, if the starting lineup is not good, there will be enough time for him to catch up in the later stage.

But if it is 100 meters, the distance is too short, so it is not easy for him to catch up with Liu Yizhen and Li Jianchao in that test, but this time he faced a group of high school students who were running the fastest in the city.

He must not take it lightly.

The result was also very good. Ye Qin started smoothly. Although the acceleration ahead was slower than many other players, when he reached the sixty or seventy meters, Ye Qin's speed had fully increased. He ran out of the players almost instantly and rushed directly to the finish line.

Ye Qin did not look at his preliminaries. Anyway, his speed was not slow. According to his own estimate, it would be around 11 seconds. According to the analysis of Yan Ning, Li Jianchao and others, it would be fine if this result entered the next round of the rematch.

"This classmate, this classmate..."

Just as Ye Qin had just finished the 100-meter preliminaries, he was gasping for breath and walking on the track with his waist in small steps. Suddenly, he heard a voice behind him.

"What?" Ye Qin turned his head with some difficulty and glanced at him. A thin middle-aged man was looking at him.

"Don't worry, don't worry..."

Zhao Youcheng looked at Ye Qin's appearance and raised his hands gently, then made a posture to calm the rhythm of breathing, "Adjust the lower breath first, take your time."

Although the distance of 100 meters is short, the instant muscle strength bursts, and the lactic acid produced by anaerobic exercise is still accumulated throughout the body. At this time, the athlete's body is still somewhat uncomfortable.

Although Ye Qin didn't know what the person in front of him was, he watched the other party gesture and command him, and then he made some breathing adjustments.

"Classmate, what is your name? Which school is it from?"

It seemed that when Ye Qin's aura calmed down a little, Zhao Youcheng asked with a smile.

"Huh... Xiushui No. 2 Middle School, Ye Qin." Ye Qin relaxed a few times, and frowned as he listened to the other party's words, but was still a little confused, "Who are you? What's the matter with me?"

"Ye Qin." Zhao Youcheng chewed it slightly and nodded, "Ye Qin, okay, my name is Zhao Youcheng, I am a track and field coach of the AV Sports Association."

"Avant-garde Sports Association?"

Ye Qin did not pay much attention to the coaches behind him, but instead he was quite surprised by the words "Avant-garde Sports Association".

Zhao Youcheng didn't care, and smiled and briefly told Ye Qin about the meaning of the Avant-garde Sports Association.

The words "The Avant-garde Sports Association" are naturally a bit unfamiliar to ordinary people, but if you are interested in some large-scale sports games such as the National Games, you will often see some representative teams such as other industry associations in addition to professional teams in various provinces and cities, which is right.

The China Avant-garde Sports Association is an industry sports association led by the General Administration of Sports of China. It is an organization under the Ministry of Public Security responsible for the sports work of the public security organs and the armed police forces across the country. It has always been in the leading position in the country in boxing, fighting, martial arts, cross-country, shooting, marathons, football, basketball, track and field events, and has a good and long-term cooperative relationship with the General Administration of Sports of China, Boxing Center, and the China Wushu Association, and has jointly held a number of large-scale domestic and international events.

Simply put, the Avant-garde Sports Association is similar to the well-known Bayi Integration Team and Construction Corps, and is basically at the same level as other provincial professional teams, but the focus of the usual training projects is different. The results are also worse in some domestic competitions such as the National Games, so it is not particularly eye-catching.

"Then... Coach Zhao, then you are looking for me..."

Ye Qin probably understood the identity of the thin middle-aged man in front of him. He felt quite tall, but he seemed to have never heard of it before. He still had a little confusion in his eyes, scratched his head and asked strangely.

Zhao Youcheng looked gentle and smiled and said, "That's right, Ye Qin, right? I watched both your 400-meter race and 200-meter race. I think you have great potential. Have you ever thought about joining a professional team to develop?"

"Professional team? Be an athlete?!"

Ye Qin suddenly screamed in surprise, widened his eyes and looked up and down at Zhao Youcheng.

Last time he heard Yan Ning introduce professional athletes. Before coming to the competition, Yan Ning also joked with everyone that there would be various coaches to find talents. Ye Qin was still funny at that time. The word athlete was far away from him, but he never expected that a man who claimed to be a coach came to him.

"Yes, it's just being an athlete. You still have a lot of room for improvement. If you join the professional team early, it's not impossible to be able to participate in the National Games or even participate in the Olympics..."

Zhao Youcheng looked at Ye Qin with a very excited expression. His eyes were dripping up and down carefully. He leaned over and reached out to touch Ye Qin's calves.

"Ah? That... Coach Zhao, are you wrong?!"

Ye Qin was suddenly shocked by the other party's movements. He looked at the thin middle-aged man in front of him. No matter how he looked, it was a little wrong. How could he tell people that he could be an athlete? Before Ye Qin completely teared the veil of the athlete, he still had a sense of mystery and distance for various sports coaches.

Looking at Zhao Youcheng's earnest eyes, Ye Qin felt furry and a little uncomfortable. He always felt like the routine that people who went out to work in Xiaoli Shangyun were deceived.

Ye Qin didn't want to pay attention to whether the other party was true or not, so he waved his hand, "What... Coach Zhao, I'll leave first..."

"That's right, Ye Qin, Ye Qin, you are very talented and need it..." Zhao Youcheng looked at Ye Qin running away and shouted repeatedly.
Chapter completed!