Chen Qiang walked onto the track and simply did a few warm-up exercises.

Before the trial competition began, Chen Qiang had already done warm-up exercises, and now he is just stretching his muscles and bones again.

At this moment, the sprint referee came over.

"Are you Chen Qiang?" asked the sprint referee.

Chen Qiang thought that this was confirming the athlete's identity before the game, so he nodded and agreed.

"You go down first, there's no you in this group." After saying that, the referee was about to turn around and leave.

Chen Qiang took two steps to stop the referee and asked, "The bulletin board outside says, I'm in the fifth group."

"There are temporary changes, you are not in the fifth group." The referee said.

"Then which group am I in?" Chen Qiang asked again.

"Team 10th." The referee replied.

"But I remember there are only nine groups in total!" Chen Qiang asked in confusion.

"Now there is the tenth group. When the ninth group is over, it's your turn!" The referee didn't want to pay attention to Chen Qiang, so he threw a bad face and turned around and left.

Seeing that the referee didn't like him and did not cause trouble, Chen Qiang walked off the track in a bad mood.

...

"Look, that's the coachman I mentioned! On the day of registration, he asked me to register. When I signed up, he stood behind me. The 50 cents he registered were still the car money I gave me!" Zhou Songling pointed at Chen Qiang and said happily, afraid that others would not know about this.

Even in the era of information explosion in later generations, anyone who encounters something new will communicate with others. In the era of unfavorable information dissemination in the 1920s and 1930s, mastering more information will appear superior. Zhang's parents and Li's family are flawed, and nothing new is unfair.

These athletes participating in the competition are also students, but most of them are from wealthy families. In their opinion, it is indeed an incredible thing for a rickshaw driver to participate in the National Games selection.

Since modern sports spread to China, no coachman has participated in the sports meeting!

Many people's eyes were all focused on Chen Qiang, and they saw Chen Qiang walking down the runway.

"This coachman has already made his debut, why is he back?"

"Are you scared and knowing that you can't escape others, so just quit voluntarily to avoid being ugly."

"I think it must be like this. Maybe he can't even start in a squat style. I think he must be confused when he sees athletes squat and start in a squat."

Countless curious eyes with a sarcastic aura hit Chen Qiang. It was human instinct to dislike the poor and love the rich. The rickshaw drivers in old Shanghai were only the lowest level of society, while college students at that time were particularly scarce. They were really the pride of heaven. How could these pride of heaven look down on the rickshaw drivers at the lowest level of society!

At this time, on the track, Cui Linhai was also ready for the start.

"Everyone is here, prepare..." The starter raised his pistol. After a gunshot, Cui Linhai immediately rushed out of the starting line.

Li Yongping at 12.3 seconds has already made Cui Linhai feel the pressure, while Cheng Jinguan at 12.1 seconds has already posed a great enough threat to Cui Linhai.

As Cui Linhai himself said, when facing a powerful opponent, his potential will be stimulated.

After only twenty meters of distance, Cui Linhai gained a lead. After fifty meters, Cui Linhai had obviously thrown away other players. In the second half, Cui Linhai did not give the opponent any chance and rushed through the finish line in one go.

For Cui Linhai, defeating opponents in the same group is not the goal, he needs to run faster than Cheng Jinguan.

At the end of the fifth group, everyone's eyes looked at the referee at the finish line, waiting for him to announce the result.

This is related to a place to participate in the National Games, and the referee dared not be careless at all. He and the timekeeper repeatedly confirmed it.

There are a total of ten timekeepers, and each two timekeepers are responsible for timed one athlete to avoid omissions.

Finally, after repeated confirmation, the referee announced Cui Linhai's results.

"12 seconds!"

Hearing this result, a sudden burst of exclamation and applause came from the surrounding area. Cui Linhai still surpassed Cheng Jinguan and became the first in the 100-meter sprint.

Is it fast to run 12 seconds in 100 meters?

It was indeed very fast at that time.

In the first modern Olympic Games in 1896, the 100-meter championship was 12 seconds.

At the 3rd National Games of Old China held in 1924, the 100-meter champion Zhu Baozhang also achieved a 12-second record.

In other words, if Cui Linhai participated in the last National Games, he would win the 100-meter championship! If he went 34 years ago, he would be the Olympic champion.

This is the level of Chinese sports in that era. Running 100 meters for 12 seconds is the national champion.

By 1930, the performance of Chinese sprinters also improved a lot, but 12 seconds was still a very fast result. After all, only Liu Changchun could run within 11 seconds at that time, and other athletes still hovered around 12 seconds.

...

After hearing his achievements, Cui Linhai breathed a sigh of relief. He was not knocked down by Cheng Jinguan, the dark horse. However, Cui Linhai still did not relax. He had another competitor that had not appeared, that is Liu Zhiyuan of Tongji University.

Liu Zhiyuan made a debut in the eighth group. Perhaps it was because Cui Linhai's 12 seconds put too much pressure on him. He performed poorly in the game and only ran a 12.5 seconds, which could not threaten Cui Linhai's first place.

"The overall situation has been decided. I will take away the quota for participating in the National Games!" A smile appeared on Cui Linhai's face.

Li Yongping from Hujiang University also came over and congratulated Cui Linhai: "Congratulations, you have taken away the quota for the 100-meter sprint!"

"You ran for 12 seconds and the results are great." Cui Linhai said with a smile: "I have already won the quota for the competition. I will not participate in the next 200 meters and 400 meters. Come on, we will compete again in the National Games!"

"I will work hard." Li Yongping paused and continued, "But that Cheng Jinguan should not be underestimated!"

"Yes, I didn't know this person before. I heard that he was a student of Soochow University. Soochow University's sports level is also great, not much worse than our St. John. During the game, you should be careful not to overturn the boat in the gutter!" Cui Linhai said.

While the two talked, the ninth group competition was over, and no dark horse was born, and Cui Linhai was still the first place.

"Okay, the game is over, I'll leave first." Cui Linhai and Li Yongping said goodbye.

"Is it over?" Li Yongping looked at the track and happened to see Chen Qiang walking on the track.

"Then aren't there anybody else?" Li Yongping said.

"He is the rickshaw driver. You don't think that a rickshaw driver can run within 12 seconds!" Cui Linhai curled his lips disdainfully and said goodbye. In his opinion, he had already won the National Games quota.

...

Chen Qiang stood on the track, and until now he still didn't understand why the referee pulled him out of the fifth group and then let him play alone.

But there is one thing that Chen Qiang knows very well. The best result now is 12 seconds. He only needs to run within 12 seconds to get a place in the National Games!

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Chapter completed!