Chapter 742 Return to the competition! Daxia Glory [1 update]

Sheng Chenxing was a little strange. He raised his hand and waved it in front of Coach Qian's eyes: "Coach?"

It took a long time before Coach Qian spoke, his voice a little erratic: "You...do you still remember the record you set at that time?"

"How could I not remember?" Sheng Chenxing said softly, "9 seconds 59."

It was this score that allowed him to win the gold medal in the men's 100m competition at the time and also break the men's 100m world record at the time.

In one fell swoop, it broke the situation where Daxia had no advantage at all in this project.

He proved to the world that the term sick man is nonsense.

Coach Qian handed over the stopwatch, his fingers still trembling: "See for yourself."

Sheng Chenxing lowered his head nervously, and when he saw the numbers on the stopwatch, his breathing quickened.

9 seconds 75.

This number is already close to the personal record he once set.

Although every 0.1 second improvement in the 100-meter race may require three or four years of hard work.

How many athletes are unable to break through the last 0.1 seconds throughout their lives.

But Sheng Chenxing had not undergone systematic training for a long time, but he was able to achieve this result.

Coach Qian took a breath: "Chenxing, calm down, calm down, you can't be impulsive just because the referee made a misjudgment yesterday."

"Your legs are the most important. Do you want to stay in a wheelchair for the rest of your life? You've also got the gold medal back, so don't be too impulsive."

Sheng Chenxing's legs were fine for daily walking and running, but the athlete's training load was too heavy and his legs still couldn't bear it.

"My leg is fine, it's really healed." Sheng Chenxing asked with a smile, "Aren't you happy?"

Coach Qian was suddenly startled.

After a long while, he covered his mouth forcefully, and a sob burst out of his throat uncontrollably: "I'm happy, of course I'm happy..."

He has been coaching the men's track and field team for more than ten years.

It was watching how Sheng Chenxing became a god in one fell swoop and then quickly fell.

Not to mention that after he withdrew from the game due to injury, the whole Internet was criticizing him.

It seems that he has no memory of how many records he has broken and how many gold medals he has won.

One failure leads to eternal infamy.

Coach Qian is really distressed.

"Why are your legs so good?" Coach Qian wiped away his tears and hurriedly asked the most critical question, "Even if they are good, if you are on the track in just a few days, will there really be no sequelae?"

Sheng Chenxing recalled what Si Fuqing had said to him in his ears, and was unconsciously infected by her confidence.

He smiled broadly: "The doctor said it's OK."

Coach Qian saw that he didn't go into details, so he didn't ask: "But the list of 100-meter candidates has been handed in. Alas, if you had come to me one day earlier, you would have been allowed to return to this International Games no matter what.

Arena."

"There's no rush." ​​Sheng Chenxing said in a relaxed tone, "I can still run, and it will be the same next year and the year after that."

"That's right." Coach Qian beamed, "Your results are already very good. If you train for another year, you might be able to break the record again!"

He raised his hand and patted Sheng Chenxing's shoulder hard: "Let's go back and eat well first. Your health must not be left behind."

The two of them walked back together.

Coach Luo saw Coach Qian beaming with joy and wondered: "Why are you so happy?"

"I want to announce something to everyone." Coach Qian ignored him and patted the table, "We Chenxing can participate in next year's International Games!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Lin Yuqiao opened his eyes wide: "Senior Kesheng's legs..."

"Chen Xing's leg has healed." Coach Qian shook the stopwatch in his hand, "Chen Xing practiced just now, and the result was 9.75 seconds."

Coach Luo stared: "Really?"

He is also the coach of the track and field team, so of course he knows what this result means.

"Of course it's true." Coach Qian was very happy, "Let's wait for next year's International Games."

Coach Luo was so shocked that he didn't recover for a moment.

After finally reacting, he realized something and suddenly looked at Si Fuqing: "You..."

Si Fuqing raised her hand to her lips and made a "shh" gesture.

Coach Luo managed to calm down, but his soul had already flown to the sky.

He really couldn't accept this big thing for a while.

**

After eating, the athletes returned to the hotel where they rested.

Sheng Chenxing followed: "Fuqing, how did you do it? I feel like my physical strength has returned to that of my youth."

"You have to live up to the idiom of rejuvenation." Si Fuqing's fox eyes narrowed and he smiled, "Senior Sheng, didn't the International Games Committee give us an extra quota to compensate us? You can choose any event."

"The men's 100m preliminaries only start in a few days. You can just do some rehabilitation exercises. Even if you don't win the gold medal, it will be easy for you to enter the finals."

Sheng Chenxing exhaled slowly, squeezed the muscles in his legs, and murmured: "I really don't dare to think about it..."

He was actually able to return to the game.

Sheng Chenxing suddenly stopped, bowed deeply to the girl, and used the honorific title: "Miss Si, you are my savior."

Retiring midway due to injury has become a nightmare that has lingered for him for many years.

He dreamed about the scene at that time for countless days and nights, and dreamed that many people scolded him.

Si Fuqing raised his eyebrows: "Senior Sheng, you're welcome, I also want Daxia to win one more medal."

Sheng Chenxing didn't expose it and smiled: "Well, I'm back."

**

night.

Tan Jingmo visited the hotel where the athletes were staying.

He pushed the door open and saw Si Fuqing doing embroidery.

"What are you embroidering?" Tan Jingmo paused, "Oh, I remember that you also learned your embroidery skills in Eternal Life, which is strange."

My junior sister is a violent and strange woman. Killing people with needles is normal, but doing embroidery is a bit scary.

"What's so strange? I learned embroidery specifically to make clothes for my sister." Si Fuqing unfolded the half-embroidered clothes, "Dangdang! Isn't it beautiful?"

"It's quite beautiful." Tan Jingmo glanced at it casually.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to feel the material of the clothes.

However, Si Fuqing immediately took the clothes back: "These are embroidered for my boyfriend, you are not allowed to touch them."

"Yun Jiu, okay." Tan Jingmo nodded and laughed angrily, "Embroider a handkerchief for me and clothes for your little boyfriend. It's a double standard, very good."

Si Fuqing glanced at him: "If it weren't for Sister Ning, you wouldn't even have a handkerchief. Do you know that a husband is more valuable than his wife?"

Tan Jingmo snorted slightly: "No conscience."

Si Fuqing put the clothes into the box and arranged the embroidery thread: "Is there any news about Senior Brother?"

"No." Tan Jingmo frowned slightly, "It's strange, where has he gone? He has not noticed that you have been back for so long."

Si Fuqing calmed down and said, "Then let him show up a little later, after I finish playing tennis."

Tan Jingmo obviously remembered the days when Si Fuqing was oppressed. He smiled inexplicably: "That's right, I'll let you be free for a few more days, and I'll wait for Senior Brother to take care of you."

Si Fuqing paused and snorted slightly: "I have a boyfriend."

"Oh?" Tan Jingmo looked at her condescendingly, "You'd better hope that he won't be beaten by me and senior brother together."

Si Fuqing: "..."

Ah, that's a problem.

Si Fuqing turned his back, took out his cell phone and asked Yu Xiheng carefully.

[Si Fuqing]: Can you beat Tan Jingmo?

[Boyfriend on bail]: Huh?

[Si Fuqing]: If you add someone with a stronger fighting ability than him, can you beat them together? I'm afraid you will be beaten to death, so I will have to find another one.

[Boyfriend on bail]:……

[Boyfriend on bail]: Come down and have supper.

Si Fuqing saw the word "late night snack" and quickly forgot what she was about to say.
To be continued...