"Ye Qin, don't have any thought burden, let go and run away later!"

On the evening of July 11, Ye Lidong posted a white number plate on Ye Qin's chest and back on the side of the warm-up track in the Jianlu District. The number is very auspicious, No. 100.

"Your performance is already very good. Whether it is today's 400 meters or the 200 meters competition in the future, just perform your own level well, and you don't have any requirements for ranking."

Ye Lidong gently patted Ye Qin on the back, giving him the final psychological comfort before playing.

"Thank you, Guidance Ye, I have no burden, you don't have to relieve stress from me anymore!"

After Ye Qin put a number card on the other party, he smiled at Ye Lidong, swung his arms quickly on the spot, turned his head and went straight to the runway to start a simple warm-up.

Since this morning, Ye Lidong has talked with him alone many times, as if he is bringing glory to the country, and he wants to perform well himself, and he said in a trivial way that he should not be nervous. His performance is already good enough.

Ye Qin was a little less fond of listening to it, and he felt a little fucked.

"If Coach Nie was there, he would definitely not be so long-winded." Ye Qin secretly complained in his heart. Although he and Nie Fangping had only practiced for a few months, they had a tacit understanding with each other. Nie Fangping's personality is simple and straightforward, and he will only explain in advance. He will never tell him a lot like this before he goes on the court.

However, Ye Qin also knew that this was the concern of the two leaders in the team. Without too much contact, in such a competition, whether it was Zhou Bin yesterday or Ye Lidong today, they were all using their own way to relieve stress from him.

Although young people inevitably hate repeated preaching, they can still feel the kindness of some people during this year's experience.

Especially yesterday when he was cheering in the stands on the sidelines, Ye Lidong's heart-warming cheers from other coaches and players were very touching.

"This kid..." Ye Lidong looked at Ye Qin on the runway and began his inherent warm-up rhythm. He couldn't help but smile and shook his head. This boy from the same surname really had a bit of a big deal.

Zhou Bin warmed up with Ye Qin in the 400m preliminaries yesterday. He talked to him after the game. Among these more than ten young players, Ye Qin's performance was the most relaxed before he came on the court. If the two had not read his information, they would not have believed that this young man from the mountain valley could be so relaxed and stable when he was about to compete.

After arriving in Sherbrooke, he and the athletes in the team talked one by one in a family manner, guiding them not to have too much psychological burden, but Ye Qin... seemed to be only in the field management center, as well as boarding the plane and just arrived in Sherbrooke, and seemed a little restrained in life. Once he arrived in this arena, people seemed to be like birds out of the cage, and they were particularly relaxed.

Warm up and run 200 meters, short distance, high efficiency, and then do one or two sets of starting acceleration, which is basically the same.

Running 400 meters has a high load on the body. To be honest, every time Ye Qin runs 400 meters to the last 100 meters, his body is sprinting, and his breathing is rapid, and his lungs are burning. The feeling is actually very painful.

But he could bear it. Compared with the 400-meter physical training and the speed and endurance training at a distance of time, this torment during the competition passed quickly. Moreover, the experience from childhood to adulthood made him tenacious, and he stood on the track and started running. Even if his body was uncomfortable, he would continue to run.

On the warm-up track, the friction between spikes and plastic sounded from time to time.

In addition to Ye Qin, the same group of players who were about to play were also underway for the final warm-up.

Ye Qin saw a familiar figure yesterday. The tall black boy was also on the runway. The two of them ran on the plastic track one after another. Ye Qin followed the other, and it could be seen that the stride brought by the other party's long legs was really amazing.

Suddenly, "Oh", Ye Qin saw the black boy running in front suddenly slow down, his body shaking, and from the movement of trotting to jumping with one foot, covering his thighs with both hands, showing pain on his face.

"Is this injured?"

Ye Qin was slightly shocked, and quickly slowed down and walked towards the other party.

"Hi!"

Ye Qin shouted at the black boy. Although he had been studying English since junior high school and in the first year of high school, he only stayed in textbooks and questions, and was a typical traditional "dumb" English. Ye Qin didn't know how to express it for a while. He could only point his legs with his fingers, and there was a look of inquisitiveness in his eyes.

When the black boy saw Ye Qin coming, he waved his hand quickly, as if his expression suddenly became a little nervous. A large string of English appeared in his mouth, and his speech was very fast. Ye Qin only roughly understood that he had something to say, no need.

"I'll help you!"

After searching for a long time, Ye Qin thought about it in his mind at the end, this simple English sentence came to his mind. As he said that, he pointed to his shoulder and signaled to help him to rest.

“NO,NO!”

The black boy's face became more and more exciting, and it didn't look like pain, but it was a little more impatient and helpless.

Ye Qin didn't notice this much, and walked forward to reach out and grab the opponent's hand, signaled to put it on his shoulder, and helped him to the sidelines.

As a result, the black boy suddenly stopped with his feet, took two steps back, and waved his hand again.

"Hmm? Is it okay?"

Ye Qin was a little stunned by the other party's performance. He just looked at the painful expression, but it didn't look like he was pretending to be a fake.

At this moment, a black man who was strong and looked a bit like the NBA center Sharks roared loudly at this side.

"Yusai, stop playing tricks, hurry up and warm up!"

Apart from the name "Yusai", Ye Qin did not understand the following sentences very well.

But after seeing the roar of the black man on the sidelines, the black boy in front of him turned his head helplessly and looked at him, blinked, and gently patted his thighs, as if saying that he had no problem. He grinned and showed his white teeth, smiled, and continued to run along the track.

"Is this pretending?!"

Ye Qin was speechless, not understanding what this black boy was doing, but he knew at this time that the black boy was pretending just now.

Ye Qin didn't care about the language barrier, but he was always a little funny when he looked at the black boy.

A small episode passed quickly, and Ye Qin still warmed up at the pace, and it was time to call for the name to prepare for entry.

There are three groups in the men's 400m semi-finals, and the competition time is at 18:15, 18:22 and 18:29 respectively.

Ye Qin was in the first group of the semi-finals. Standing in the queue that was about to enter, he saw the black boy named "Yusai". The other party was a player in the same group as him.

Yusé Bot was the last one to arrive after the start of the call. His height was more than 1.95 meters, which was almost one head taller than other players of similar age.

He also saw the yellow boy who came over to support him with kindness when he was warming up and pretending to be injured. He sighed helplessly.

"What a pity for my wonderful performance!"

The black boy thought about the perfect plan to remove the competition with Michael Garner last night. Everything was going perfectly, and his expression and movement were in place. But unexpectedly, the yellow boy came over to help and destroyed it completely.

When he waved his hand to refuse the help of the party, he naturally took a few steps. Coach McNeill saw it on the sidelines and exposed his trick at first glance.

However, he had no disgust towards this yellow boy, but instead thought he was pretty good. After all, he had good intentions.

And just now the coach told him that no matter whether he wants to run or not, he must participate in the competition according to regulations. If he does not run 400 meters, his 200 meters qualification will be cancelled.

"It's so dangerous. If you just quit the competition, it will be troublesome! You can stop running in 400 meters, and 200 meters are not. I still want to break the World Youth Championship record here!"
Chapter completed!