"Although I love you so much, I seem to have seen a potato rolling on the runway."
"Does the track and field team have a grudge against my little sister? Is my little sister being plotted against? What if she is embarrassed?"
"I'm ready to laugh!"
"Condemning the track and field team's attempt to gain popularity, Miss Wuli will definitely not be allowed to participate in the 100-meter race."
"My little sister is a woman who can lift the earth. She can't go crazy with the track and field team."
"Young lady, you must not go to track and field. This is a conspiracy to drag you down."
"Calm down, please release Zhao Ru's sprinting video, otherwise we will lodge a protest."
"I must have taken too many drugs. I don't know what my last name is. A weightlifter running a 100-meter run is simply making fun of the country's honor."
"Crawl away from the keyboard warrior upstairs. If you're going to do it, come up!"
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As the online discussion became more and more intense, Jin Qing ushered in his first official 100-meter race.
Zhao Xin and Huang Mao still sat in the best seats, cheering for Jin Qing.
Those fans who did not have the opportunity to watch the live version were waiting in front of the TV early. This time was just a small competition. If Jin Qing failed, then they would have reasons to ask Jin Qing to withdraw from the 100-meter competition.
Originally, it would be great to concentrate on weightlifting and break a world record every time. Why should you challenge the impossible and ruin your reputation?
There are also those who remain on the fence and believe in miracles.
While everyone was arguing endlessly, the Olympiad finally came to an end.
When the host introduced the projects that Jin Qing participated in, everyone felt as if their brains had been hit with a hammer: that person actually signed up for the 100-meter race.
During the qualifying round, among the people waiting to play, Jin Qing was definitely the most eye-catching one.
It's not because she's not tall, it's just because she has the most fat among all the female trapeze artists who wear shorts.
Zhao Ru is not a fat person, so Jin Qing has always maintained a weight of 42KG.
However, compared with other female trapeze artists whose body fat is almost below 16%, Jin Qing on TV looks like her whole body is covered in soft fat.
Especially other people's calves are full of strong muscles, making people feel the presence of strength with every step they take.
Jin Qing's calves are full of flesh, and you can even see her thigh fat that occasionally shakes when she walks...
This situation was especially obvious when Jin Qing got on the starting block and waited for the signal gun.
Looking at the obviously meaty butt, Chinese netizens who had no confidence in women's track and field and just came to watch Jin Qing's excitement were all blown away.
"Oh my god, what did I see? Go back to weightlifting quickly. The track and field field is not suitable for you."
"My dear, don't destroy your reputation and practice weightlifting well. You are still my pride!"
"Hahaha, it's so eye-catching. I've already covered my eyes. This may be the worst women's 100 meters ever in China."
...
Following the barrage posted by everyone on the live broadcast, the signal gun went off, and Jin Qing, who had long since been forced to rush out, was the last one to rush out.
There was a lot of lamentation on the Internet: "It's over... If you are not professional, you can't do it. It doesn't matter if you don't know how to press the wooden warehouse. Why are your responses slower than others..."
But in an instant, the trend on the Internet changed.
"I wiped, wiped, wiped, what did I see? Is there a virus on my computer? Why did it happen so quickly?"
"Ah ah ah ah, that's crazy, my little sister actually crossed the finish line first."
"I was eating spicy noodles when I was watching the competition. The moment the girl crossed the line, I squirted and the noodles came out of my nose. It really hurt my eyes!"
"Miss Wuli is a decathlete!"
"It's not professional. Not only is her reaction slow, but she also ran so hard in the qualifying round. I'll see how she runs in future races."
"Why did the one upstairs come out again?"
...
Jin Qing was unaware of the dispute online. She was squinting at the display screen. After a few minutes, the rankings appeared on the display screen.
The one at the top is Jin Qing's name.
Looking at the 10 seconds 48 written above, the result is valid when the wind speed is 0.8m/s.
Jin Qing turned around happily and looked at the coaches Zhang He and Tian who were making scissor hand gestures to her at the same time. She nodded with satisfaction: The amount of money is correct, just accept the account.
Zhang He has long passed the age of being so excited that he tears himself apart, but Director Tian next to him obviously hasn't woken up from this excitement yet.
Since 1988, no one has broken 10.49 seconds.
Although I already knew Jin Qing's level well before, the record-breaking plan in the qualifying round was also my own choice.
But when it came to this moment, looking at the clear numbers on the electronic display and listening to the commentator's explanation about breaking the record, Director Tian was so excited that he burst into tears. He turned around and leaned on the stool and hit his head hard.
He needed to vent and use pain to prove that he was not dreaming at this time.
In two years, he had given up hope and planned to retire within two years.
God was not dissatisfied, he actually allowed him to wait...
Seeing Professor Tian's crazy look, Zhang He hurriedly reached out to pull him. Unexpectedly, under the pull, Professor Tian used too much strength and knocked himself unconscious.
Holding up the limp Professor Tian, Zhang He said: "..." Come out!
Jin Qing grinned: Don't tell her this is a new way to avoid debt.
After the audience was quiet for more than ten seconds, everyone stood up and cheered. People from every country were applauding Jin Qing's achievements.
This record has been maintained for thirty-two years. Unexpectedly, they witnessed a miracle today.
Seeing everyone chanting his name crazily, Jin Qing only heard a subtle "click" sound. Jin Qing lowered his head and looked at his body in confusion: Nothing was broken!
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"I'm in tears. Either I, the Greater China, won't show its power, or if I do, the dragon will soar into the sky."
"It actually broke the record. The record was broken when the starting reaction was slow. My little sister is so handsome."
"I just want to cry without talking. After watching track and field for so many years, today is the most exciting time for me."
"No nonsense, our Greater China will definitely become stronger and stronger."
"To emphasize, I still don't like this unprofessional and unprofessional weightlifter, but I do want to cry..."
"I'm going to pray for my little sister. She will advance all the way to the finals and her results will get better and better!"
Zhao Xin excitedly stretched out her hand to pinch Huang Mao's neck: "My daughter, my daughter, did you see it? That's my daughter."
Her daughter is so great, she is number one in everything she does.
Huang Mao was so pinched that he rolled his eyes: Sister, do you have any doubts about the blood relationship?
Sure enough, as everyone expected, in the next three games, Jin Qing led the way, making his opponents doubt their lives so quickly.
They tried their best, but they could only catch the wind behind the short and fat man in their eyes.
In the final, Jin Qing finally stood on the podium with a time of 9.78 seconds, almost breaking the human body's 100-meter limit speed measured by scientists.
After weightlifting, Jin Qing successfully brought the fear of being controlled by his opponent to the 100-meter race.
