All-round Athlete

Chapter 883 Breaking the 10,000-meter world record

On the air in the runway at the finish line, there is a TV timing display board. This position often shows the results of the first athlete to pass the finish line.

At this time, the time displayed on it was 26 minutes and 15 seconds.

"26 minutes and 15 seconds! I'm not dazzled!" Director Ma rubbed his eyes to confirm that he was not mistaken.

Director Ma's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and even his breathing became rapid in an instant.

"26 minutes and 15 seconds! Really 26 minutes and 15 seconds! A world record, a world record! Zhang Guan broke the world record!" Director Ma turned his head sharply, and asked the person beside him: "I did not make a mistake!"

"That's right, the previous world record was Bekele's 26 minutes and 17 seconds! Zhang Guan was 2 seconds faster than the world record! He really broke the world record!" The person next to him said immediately.

"Not only the champion, but also a world record-breaking champion. Zhang Guan, he is still the same as four years ago!" Director Ma showed a strong smile on his face. He waved his hand and said to his colleagues, "Shall we go tonight?" Have a drink to celebrate? I secretly brought a bottle of Moutai from China."

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Director Ma is discussing to celebrate with his colleagues, but Sebastian has already sobered up. At this moment, he was staring blankly at the TV screen, but the number kept flashing in his mind.

"26 minutes and 15 seconds! 26 minutes and 15 seconds! A new world record for 10,000 meters!"

Sebastian sat down on the chair and looked at the TV with a slumped face. In fact, at this time, what was playing on the TV was no longer important. The feeling of frustration made Sebastian Ann felt that life was so boring and empty.

At the beginning of the game, Zhang Guan was thrown away by the big team, which made Sebastian feel the excitement that he had not seen for a long time, but the final result was a shocking reversal.

Zhang Guan rushed from the bottom to the first place, not only won the final victory, won the Olympic gold medal, but also broke the 10,000-meter world record.

Breaking records to win the championship is a rare situation in the Olympic Games. In the track and field competition of the London Olympics, Zhang Guan is the first athlete to break the world record and win the championship.

"I worked so hard that Zhang Guan could only participate in three track and field competitions. Unexpectedly, he once again became a god in track and field!" Sebastian looked disappointed, he picked up the bottle, Drink the remaining brandy in one gulp.

At this time, Sebastian really hoped to get drunk, perhaps only alcohol could numb the depression in his heart.

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Farah crossed the finish line second, then he looked to the results display.

At 26 minutes and 45 seconds, Farah did run his best time. In the previous track and field diamond league, Farah's results were all outside 27 minutes. Sometimes he ran a 27 minutes and 30 seconds, and he could get champion.

Bekele's previous Olympic record was only 27 minutes and 01 seconds, so the time of 26 minutes and 45 seconds is almost a good result for the 10,000-meter runners to rank among the top 30 in history.

Normally, Farah would be very excited, because he ran a very satisfactory result, a result that is enough to make him remember his whole life.

But today, Farah looked at the score display, but was absent-minded for a while, because before Farah, it was a score of 26 minutes and 15 seconds.

"26 minutes and 15 seconds, a new world record! Zhang Guan broke the world record!" Farah suddenly felt as if his chest was pressed by a heavy stone, making it difficult for him to breathe.

26 minutes and 15 seconds, for Farah, a mountain is a mountain that cannot be overcome in a lifetime!

"I lost!" Farah sighed. Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that it was impossible for him to surpass the world record of 26 minutes and 15 seconds in his life.

There was confusion in Farah's eyes, and he couldn't help looking at Zhang Guan, but there was no Zhang Guan around.

"Where's Zhang Guan?" Farah searched for a long time, and finally saw Zhang Guan's figure on the opposite runway.

At this time, Zhang Guan was wearing the national flag, marching along the periphery of the runway, and at the same time kept waving to the audience in the stands.

"It turns out that Zhang Guan is celebrating the victory!" Farah had an envious expression on his face. How much he hoped that he was the one who was wearing the national flag and celebrating around the field. How much he hoped to get the most enthusiastic shouts from the home audience. with applause.

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In the stands, spectators from China had already handed a national flag to Zhang Guan. Zhang Guan took advantage of the opportunity to wear the national flag and began to celebrate.

The narrators were still amazed at the world record broken by Zhang Guan, while other players also completed the competition one after another.

Every athlete who crossed the finish line was surprised to see the time of 26 minutes and 15 seconds. For them, breaking a world record is a lifetime dream, and since Bekele raised the 10,000-meter world record to 26 points At 17 seconds, this dream also became out of reach.

As one of the parties, Bekele had mixed feelings in his heart. Of course he knows how difficult it is to break his 10,000-meter world record of 26 minutes and 17 seconds. Originally, Bekele thought that this world record could be maintained for 20 or 30 years, but what he did not expect was that Zhang Guan In front of him, broke the world record.

Bekele crossed the finish line fifth. After crossing the finish line, he was about to congratulate Zhang Guan, but found that Zhang Guan had already circled to the other side of the track.

Bekele stopped in his tracks, and he was going to congratulate Zhang Guanyuan when he came back.

However, after Zhang Guan entered the straight track, he ran an arc and turned around, then circled the field in the opposite direction to celebrate.

"Zhang Guan seems to be very happy!" Bekele smiled helplessly: "After all, he is young and energetic. But if I were to break the world record, I would be as excited as him!"

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The level of players who can participate in the Olympics is not too bad. At about 29 and a half minutes, the last player also ended his game.

At this time, Zhang Guan was still celebrating.

"Zhang Guan has been around for three minutes, right?"

"It's about the same in less than three minutes. This kid must be too excited!"

"Isn't that right, a symbolic celebration is enough. It's been three minutes, and I'm still wasting time on the runway. There will be a women's 100-meter final next!"

"It's normal for someone to be a little excited when they won the gold medal and broke the world record."

"Having said that, I think Zhang Guan's speed around the field to celebrate is almost the same as his speed during the game!"

"The speed is about the same? Didn't you run three laps in three minutes! At least you have to run an extra 1,000 meters!"

"Others are tired like a dog after running 10,000 meters, but Zhang Guan is good, and an extra 1,000 meters will be raced, haha!"

Amidst the people's discussion, Zhang Guan finally stayed up for thirty minutes, and then stopped.

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A whole bottle of brandy was poured down his stomach, and the narcotic effect of the alcohol made Sebastian lean on the sofa, drowsy.

"First of all, I would like to thank Mr. Sebastian, the chairman of the IAAF and also the chairman of the British Olympic Organizing Committee." Zhang Guan's voice sounded from the TV. At this time, Zhang Guan was being interviewed by reporters after the game.

Hearing someone call his name, Sebastian woke up from his sleep. He opened his eyes and saw Zhang Guan facing the camera on the TV screen. Afterwards, Sebastian recalled what Zhang Guan said just now.

"Thank you! Another trick!" Sebastian looked at the TV angrily.

Sebastian remembered what Zhang Guan had said before, after the bicycle road race and the road individual sprint race, which was obviously a deliberate slap in the face of Sebastian. And whenever Sebastian recalled Zhang Guan's words, he wanted to go up and beat him up.

Sebastian suddenly remembered that the two gold medals in road cycling were Zhang Guan's first and the British runner's second. In the track and field field, the two gold medals produced today were the same. The long jump belonged to Zhang Guan. In the first place, the British player Rutherford won the second place; Zhang Guan still won the first place in the 10,000-meter long-distance race, and the second place was also a British player.

"Coincidence! This should be a coincidence!" Sebastian suddenly had a feeling that all of this was arranged in advance by Zhang Guan, and he came here to grab the gold medal of the British team on purpose.

"It must be a coincidence!" Sebastian comforted himself, and then he thought in his heart: "Before I said that I restricted you from participating in track and field events, that's why I ran to ride a bicycle. This time it's the turn of track and field events, I Let's see what you have to say!"

"Actually, I didn't intend to participate in the 10,000-meter long-distance race. After all, I am an athlete from the 100-meter sprint event, so I should participate in sprinting. But the IAAF has restricted me from participating in track and field competitions..." Zhang Guan said.

"This has nothing to do with your participation in long-distance running! Didn't I leave you three track and field events? You can choose 100 meters and 200 meters! You can go for middle-distance running! Why do you have to run long-distance running and talk about it?" Fuck me!" Sebastian yelled at the TV.

I only heard Zhang Guan continue to say: "The IAAF has restricted me from participating in track and field competitions, so I can only sign up for other events, such as cycling, boxing, and triathlon. These events conflict with the sprint competition time. So I can only choose to participate in the long-distance running event! This is why I am grateful to Mr. Sebastian, the president of the IAAF. If he hadn’t restricted me from participating in track and field events, I would not have a schedule conflict. I will not participate in long-distance running competitions, and of course I will not win this gold medal."

In front of the TV, Sebastian's expression began to twitch, and then he uttered a British curse:

"F@@@! Can this be blamed on me?"

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