"Teacher, I didn't rush to run!"

Ye Qin ran to the man who was the starting commander with an excited expression, and defended one after another, "Teacher, I only started after hearing the gunshots."

"You have been sent off, please leave the track!"

The middle-aged man who was the starting commander was still expressionless and pointed to the side, signaling Ye Qin to leave the starting line.

Ye Qin did not leave at all, and stopped the commander, and explained with a red face: "Teacher, I really didn't rush to run. After someone rushed to run the first shot, I paid special attention to it for the second time. It was slower than usual starting..."

"Player from the fourth lane, hurry up and don't affect the normal game!" The middle-aged man who acted as the starting command frowned when he saw Ye Qin who was blocking him, and his tone became a little stiff.

"But, teacher, have you read it wrong? I really didn't rush to run..."

Ye Qin was so anxious that his forehead was sweating. He was full of confidence just now. He had to be the first-rate mentality. He was sent off by the sudden rush to run away. Now he was only in his heart.

The crowd of people watching the men's 100m finals watched the scene happening at the starting line. Some were curious, some looked puzzled, some were glad, some were glad to be glad, some were indifferent, and all kinds of reactions were mixed.

There were also some low slandering and discussions, and some people were asking why the competition had not started yet. Some people who understood the rules of sprint sports competitions briefly explained a few words, and then the person who heard them clapped his head slightly, with a clear look.

Among the players in the same group finals, Li Yongliang, who was in the third lane and Yu Hongwu, who was in the fifth lane, were both inexplicably watching Ye Qin being sent off by robbery, so they looked at each other, walked back to their respective tracks, lowered their heads, and were speechless.

"Ye Qin!"

At this moment, Yan Ning, who had been seeing this scene a little far away from the sidelines, walked over.

"Teacher Yan, I really didn't rush to run..."

When Ye Qin saw Yan Ning coming, he was so anxious that his face was sweating, and he explained again.

Regarding the rules of starting the game, Yan Ning had briefly mentioned the rules of starting the game during training. Some players will run at the first shot and will get the starting advantage if they succeed. If they fail, they will also put pressure on other players.

He was just listening at that time, and never expected that such a thing would happen to him. Moreover, Ye Qin felt that he started to start after hearing the gunshot.

Yan Ning comforted Ye Qin with his eyes, and turned to the middle-aged man who was the starting commander with a cold expression. "Referee! I 'protest' about your punishment. How do you judge the player to start the game without professional equipment?"

In a large official competition, there are referees, main starter, starter, recall starter, assistant starter, and other staff working together before the starting line.

The competition at this level of Nanxiu Middle School Sports Games is much larger than that of ordinary school sports games, but it is still far from reaching the various staffing of regular competitions. Before the starting line, the middle-aged man in front of Yan Ning is the main starter and referee.

The middle-aged man noticed Yan Ning when he appeared, slightly avoided her gaze, adjusted the starting gun in his hand as if nothing had happened, and said lightly: "I saw the players in the fourth lane rushing, just like the players in the sixth lane, I could see the action of the rushing. You can protest, but now you can leave quickly and don't affect the normal game!"

Yan Ning frowned. The judgment of this kind of rush to start in the game without professional equipment is completely a subjective thing as long as it is not too exaggerated. This is like the penalty on the football field. No matter what the referee makes the penalty on the field, the players participating in the game need to strictly abide by it when the referee makes the penalty on the field.

Yan Ning is not Xiao Baihua. She has experienced professional competitions and has clearly understood that she was targeted.

Ye Qin's performance these days is too dazzling. The first record of the 400m and 200m events in the high school group. If you get another 100m, you will only make the sprint event in the high school group.

When Yan Ning thought about it, he felt angry and funny. In a city middle school sports meeting, would it be like creating so many tricks?!

There are some things that need not be explained too clearly. The more small the competitions there are, the more messes there are in small places.

"Where is Ye Qin going to run away!"

"Referee, are you confused..."

At this time, several students from Xiushui No. 2 Middle School who were watching the crowd rushed up, and even the two male teachers who were leading the team followed behind, looking at the posture, they wanted to come up and argue with the referee.

"Go back!" Yan Ning shouted lightly at the students of Xiushui No. 2 Middle School who wanted to argue, and stopped the other people's movements with his eyes.

On the field, it is the best reflecting an athlete's professional ethics and professional spirit. Yan Ning will not make unnecessary arguments. No matter how dissatisfied or unwilling to accept it, even if he is treated unfairly on the field, he needs to appeal and protest after the game, rather than messing around.

"Let's go, Ye Qin!" Yan Ning turned around, reached out and patted Ye Qin gently, comforting him.

"Teacher Yan, but the competition..." Ye Qin felt very upset for a moment.

"Needless to say, I know!"

Yan Ning shook his head, pulled Ye Qin's arm, and prepared to walk out.

"I...I..."

Ye Qin turned his head and looked at the other players who were already in place before the starting line. His heart was surging, and there seemed to be a sense of anger running from the soles of his feet toward his head.

"Why did this referee decide that I was running? Did I really run? I remember that I started running when I heard the gunshots!"

"If I had known this before, I would have been slower when I started, so that I would not have been caught offense!"

"I can obviously win, but I'm so unwilling to accept it!"

Unwilling to accept, self-blame, guilt, anger, all kinds of emotions seemed to emerge for a moment.

Ye Qin followed Yan Ning stiffly. The young man seemed to feel many eyes falling on his body. This time, he was not the kind of envy, yearning for respect, but rather with pity and indifference...

A moment ago, he was ambitious to win another championship, but he was sent off and left the game in the middle of the game. The sudden feeling of gap made Ye Qin feel like a big stone was blocked in his heart, which made him almost breathless.

"Wait a moment!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from beside him.

Ye Qin turned his head and saw the tall and thin man who spoke to him that day who claimed to be a coach of the Sports Association appeared in the crowd. He was by his side the first day of checking the venue, as if he was a short and fat middle-aged man whom Teacher Yan used to coach.

Nie Fangping lined up the students around the runway and strode over, as if he didn't know Yan Ning and Ye Qin, and said solemnly: "That teacher and classmates from Xiushui No. 2 Middle School, please wait a moment."

As he said that, he turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man responsible for the start of the finals, "Teacher Chen, has this player been sent off for the start?"

Several referees at this city middle school sports meeting were coaches of Nanxiu Sports School, but many of them were physical education teachers from local middle schools in Nanxiu, and now this is a physical education teacher from a middle school.

When the middle-aged commander saw Nie Fangping appear, a hint of undetectable embarrassment flashed across his face, but he nodded and said, "Class Nie... Chief Referee Nie, the fourth player just took the lead for the second time, and I sent him off according to the regulations."

"Oh, I'll run for the second time, that's the one who needs to be sent off!" Nie Fangping seemed to nod his head slightly, then glanced at Ye Qin again, paused, as if he had remembered something, "Then did this contestant protest verbally?"

"Yes, we protest. Without professional equipment, the referee's punishment for our team members to rush forward is not objective with the naked eye." Before the referee spoke, Yan Ning next to him answered first.

"This teacher, our referee must have made the penalty objectively." Nie Fangping waved his hand, seemed a little disagreeing with Yan Ning's statement, paused, and continued, "However, there is indeed something controversial. Let's do this, we strictly follow the track and field rules."

Hearing this, the middle-aged commander next to him relaxed a little. Although Nie Fangping was one of the referees, he was the referee on the spot. Even if his punishment was subjective, he still had to protect him to some extent.

But Nie Fangping's words made the muscles on the starter's face tense again.

Nie Fangping seemed to have thought about it and said word by word: "According to the rules of track and field, there are controversial punishments in the process of our referee's judgment. Then after the athletes make a verbal protest, we should allow the athletes to compete in protest."

After all, track and field competitions are not like confrontational athletes in football and basketball. Under the rules of track and field, there are controversial punishments on the spot. After the players protest verbally, the contestants are allowed to retain their results first and then discuss other issues.

"ah?!"

Ye Qin was stunned by the sound of hearing it, and then he understood it a little. Coach Nie had a circle and gave him a chance to play.
Chapter completed!