I'm a part-time killer during the summer vacation, you let me participate in the Olympics

Chapter 157 200m is better than relay!

The moment Wang Xiaoming crossed the finish line, the entire stadium was shocked by his performance. The cheers and applause of the audience intertwined like a surging wave, echoing in every corner of the stadium for a long time, as if expressing their amazement and praise for this wonderful game.

Not long after, the staff led Wang Xiaoming to the mixed interview area.

Reporters from all walks of life have been waiting here for a long time, their eyes are flashing with anticipation and curiosity, and the cameras and recording equipment in their hands are already ready.

Flash lights flashed one after another, like twinkling stars in the night sky, illuminating Wang Xiaoming's confident face.

A foreign journalist wearing a peaked cap and with sharp eyes asked the first question with a hint of provocation in his tone: "Mr. Wang Xiaoming, you were so high-profile in this competition, even pointing to the sky before crossing the finish line. Don't you think this is a bit too ostentatious? In a competition like the Olympics, isn't it the attitude that athletes should have to remain humble?"

Wang Xiaoming was slightly stunned, and various thoughts flashed through his mind quickly.

But he immediately showed a confident and polite smile on his face, and said slowly: "I think you may have misunderstood. For me, that action is not to show off, but a recognition of my years of hard work and a thank you to those who have always supported me. Every athlete standing on the Olympic arena has a desire for victory. I just express this excitement in my own way. Moreover, going all out on the field and showing the best of yourself is also a respect for the opponent, the audience and the Olympic spirit."

Another tall Western reporter immediately asked, "You did perform well in the semifinals, but some people question whether you were just 'brushing up your numbers' in the semifinals. In the finals, facing a top player like Lyles, can you still perform like this? It's not just a flash in the pan, is it?"

Wang Xiaoming looked directly at the reporter with a firm gaze, revealing an unquestionable determination. He responded calmly and forcefully: "I respect Lyles very much. He is a great athlete. It is my honor to compete with him. But I came to the Olympics to challenge myself and my limits. I will go all out in every game. Statistics are only part of the game. What I value more is constantly breaking through myself on the field. As for the performance in the final, I believe everyone will see it when the time comes. I will speak with my strength, not just empty talk here now."

As the interview was drawing to a close, the foreign journalist who had asked the question at the beginning kept asking, "You said you wanted to win three gold medals at the Olympics, but now you've only got one. The pressure in the following competitions must be great, right? If you don't win, don't you think your previous bold words will become a laughing stock?"

Wang Xiaoming took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling slightly, and said firmly: "There is definitely pressure, but this is also my motivation to move forward. Since I have said that I want to win three gold medals, I will definitely go all out to fight for it. I don't care about other people's doubts and ridicule, I only focus on my own competition. Even if the final result is not satisfactory, I will not regret it, because I have given my all in this process. Moreover, I believe that the future of Chinese track and field will not only be about me, but there will be more athletes shining on the world stage."

After saying that, Wang Xiaoming nodded slightly to the reporters and left the interview area under the escort of the staff.

His answer, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, sparked a heated discussion among the reporters.

After leaving the interview area, Wang Xiaoming hurriedly went straight to the training ground.

He knows that the challenge in the final will be even greater and every minute and every second of training is crucial.

At this time, the teammates on the training ground had been waiting for a long time. When they saw Wang Xiaoming coming, they surrounded him, their eyes full of concern.

Teammate Xiao Li was full of indignation and was the first to speak, waving his hands in the air as if to drive away the things that made him unhappy: "Those reporters are too much. What kind of questions are they asking! It's as if they are looking forward to you making a fool of yourself."

Xiao Wang also echoed, frowning, his face full of dissatisfaction: "That's right, especially the one wearing a baseball cap, who keeps making things difficult for you. It's really infuriating."

Wang Xiaoming smiled and waved his hands, comforting him in a relaxed tone: "Don't take it personally. Their doubts and difficulties are nothing to me. On the contrary, they make me more motivated. Let's focus on training. The finals will be the real battlefield."

The coach came over and patted Wang Xiaoming on the shoulder, his eyes full of encouragement and trust: "Xiaoming, you performed very well today, and you responded to the reporters' questions very appropriately. For the next training, let's continue according to the plan and adjust your condition to the best." Then, Wang Xiaoming quickly plunged into the intensive training.

In the training ground, the 4x100m relay team is training, and the relay preliminaries will be held in two days.

Deng Zhijian was a little helpless, sighed slightly, and complained: "Even if we can win the gold medal in the 200 meters, at least the relay team should be trained a little, otherwise it will be embarrassing. We will all be teammates by then, so we won't complain about him, but netizens will not be merciful. After seeing it for so long, the handover of the baton is still a big problem. Losing our face is a small matter, but the face of the country cannot be lost."

As soon as they heard this, they all knew who he was referring to, even though no specific name was mentioned.

Xie Zhengye straightened his face, his expression was serious, and he said seriously: "Wang Xiaoming has his own plans, not to mention that the 200-meter gold medal is a foregone conclusion. Lyles doesn't look in good shape and didn't even run faster than Terberg in the semi-finals.

"Wang Xiaoming was able to run 19.46 even though he let his guard down in the semifinals, becoming the fifth best runner in history. He will definitely win the m gold medal and even the world record."

"Even if we have to make a choice, the 200 meters will undoubtedly take precedence over the relay. You guys shouldn't complain too much. Wang Xiaoming did something wrong in this matter."

"But isn't there still some time after the 200-meter final?"

"You can continue training for a while. I believe he won't refuse. He also wants to win glory for the country from the bottom of his heart. Don't complain to each other."

"Besides, it will be a problem for us to make it to the finals in our current state. Teams from other countries are not easy to deal with. Let's make it to the finals first."

Xie Zhengye sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes. He really didn't have enough hard power and couldn't be sure of making it to the finals.

Although Wang Xiaoming did not participate in relay training, his strength is even stronger. Even if he catches the baton and makes a small mistake, he can easily catch up.

In general, as long as he plays and doesn't drop the baton, the relay results will improve. What reason is there to complain? The only thing to complain about is that their individual strength is not up to standard.

It wasn't that they disliked Wang Xiaoming on purpose, but they were really worried about the competition in a few days.

We are all members of the relay team and there is nothing that cannot be discussed.

After listening to Xie Zhengye's words, the others understood Wang Xiaoming's behavior.

The 200-meter race must take priority over the relay!

(End of this chapter)