This training hall is very large, after all, many sports are trained here.

After Ding Peng and his team left the cafeteria, they turned to the left along a small path and walked all the way. There was a gate on the right at the end of the road, with the words "track and field" written on it.

When they walked into this gate, their eyes suddenly became clear.

After all, track and field is divided into indoor and outdoor, while outdoor track and field are mainly outdoor track and field in the Olympics.

So the training ground in front of you is also outdoor. It is a large and large training ground, surrounded by a maroon plastic track, but it is divided on this track.

In the huge area inside the track, it is divided into small areas. In these areas, there are mainly training grounds for high jumps and long jumps, while the shot put javelins are directly pulled to the safest place outside. After all, that thing is too dangerous. Others are running long distances, so the thing cannot fly around, otherwise it will be bad if it falls on people.

When Ding Peng and the others came in, there were already many people on the training ground sweating profusely, which is why they were selected for the national team.

They have good talent and work harder.

But to be honest, the number of people really exceeded Ding Peng's imagination. He knew that track and field is a big event and the oldest event in the sports meet, but Hua Xia has made very few achievements in this event.

Otherwise, it is a relatively embarrassing project for China. Every time, many people can participate, and then come back without any income. Sometimes, even the results are not as good as those of a small country with hundreds of thousands of people.

A large part of the reason for this thing is related to the natural physical fitness of the race, but it is impossible to say that there is no trick. After all, yellow people have achieved good results, but this situation is rare.

Most of the time, track and field sport is still dominated by blacks and whites.

At this time, the athletes on the training ground are all trying to create miracles. They are all training hard, wanting to change the history of track and field, and wanting to win glory for the country.

A girl who was only 1.5 meters tall was running fast on the track with her teeth gritted her teeth.

A thin young man rushed forward without taking up any floor.

There were also a few people twisting their crotch and walking quickly.

There are also several young people practicing hurdling.

In the middle of the training ground, there are people training for long jumps, high jumps, etc.

In such a large training ground, there are so many people, except for some staff, all athletes are constantly training and training, shouting everywhere, and coaches are scolding and correcting sounds everywhere.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Ding Peng was a little inexplicably moved. He knew that the reason why these people were so desperate was to stand on the highest podium and feel the moment when the national flag was raised.

"It's very lively." Ding Peng said with a smile.

Li Haiyang sighed and said, "It's lively, but it doesn't work out."

"Haha, this is not urgent. These are all good seedlings. As long as you train properly, it will only take time to get results."

"I hope so."

Just as they were talking, a middle-aged man came from the side in sportswear. He was about to ask them what they were doing, but when he saw Li Haiyang, he was stunned. Then he quickly came up to meet him, smiling and stretching out his hand.

"Director Li, why did you come here today?"

Li Haiyang knew this person, shook hands with him, and smiled and said, "Of course I'm here to see everyone."

As he said that, he introduced the middle-aged man to Ding Peng.

"Ma Dongbo, the man's 800-meter coach."

Then when Li Haiyang wanted to introduce Ding Peng, Ma Dongbo smiled and said, "Director Li, Mr. Ding, I know him, so famous."

Li Haiyang was a little sore, thinking that this was indeed the shadow of a famous tree. Ding Peng is so famous in China. Look at anyone who knows him.

"Hello, Coach Ma." Just when Li Haiyang was depressed, Ding Peng shook hands with Ma Dongbo and said with a smile.

Ma Dongbo was really a little excited. Although he was also a middle-aged man, he was really a fan of Ding Peng. Yes, an old fan.

"Hello, Mr. Ding, I didn't expect you to come too. Are you here to challenge me?" Ma Dongbo said straight to the point.

This made Ding Peng stunned. He didn't expect that Ma Dongbo knew his purpose, but after thinking about it, he understood that although this training hall looked large, it had scope. Besides, the group of athletes were all together during the meal, so even if they wanted to hide what happened this morning, it was normal for Ma Dongbo to know.

So Ding Peng smiled and said, "What? Coach Ma is not welcome?"

"No, no, no, I welcome you very much. When I first arrived at this training ground today, I told my team members that you may come to the track and field competition in the afternoon. Look at their hard work, just to welcome you."

"Uh~~ I'll have enough strength to train like this for a while?"

"Of course, we have been used to it for a long time, and we can warm up first when we are in the process of exercising, so that we can perform later."

Ding Peng laughed, he turned his head and looked at Li Haiyang, and said, "Director Li, why not start from 800 meters?"

Li Haiyang doesn't care. Anyway, he just sees Ding Peng's achievements, no matter how many meters it is.

"Then start from 800 meters, Lao Ma, please arrange this matter."

Ma Dongbo said: "What else is there to arrange for this? The little guys have already prepared it."

As he said that, he shouted not far away.

"Come here."

Several athletes not far away had already stopped training and looked here. When they heard the coach calling them, all seven or eight people came over.

"Coach, Mr. Ding."

A group of people shouted in a verbal voice, but none of them paid attention to Li Haiyang and Secretary Yan. However, a few young people's eyes stayed on Ding Cailin's body for a while, and then they blushed and lowered their heads.

Ma Dongbo said: "Did you see it? What you are worried and longing for is coming. Mr. Ding is here to ruin the situation. Do you dare to compete with him?"

A young man about 1.75 meters tall grinned and said, "Look at what coach said, what are you afraid to compare with? Isn't it just running? Who is afraid of whom?"

Ma Dongbo pointed at the young man and said, "Zhao Feng, this is what you said. If you can't beat Mr. Ding in a while, look back and see how I deal with you."

"Uh~ Coach, I just said that I would win compared with Mr. Ding, and I didn't say that I would definitely win."

"you......"

Ma Dongbo was choked by Zhao Feng's words, waved his hand impatiently, and said, "In short, you can't lose. If anyone loses, the training volume will double after the loss, you can do whatever you want."

A group of young people shrank their necks and stuck out their tongues.

Double the training volume is not a joke, it seems a bit scared.

"Okay, be prepared, I'll take Mr. Ding to change his clothes."

After saying that, Ma Dongbo took Ding Peng to the locker room to change clothes. After all, the competition requires sportswear, otherwise Ding Peng's outfit would be impossible to play, and he was wearing leather shoes.

When Ding Peng came out of the locker room, he had already had vests, shorts, and sneakers.

In the major track and field events, 800 meters can only be considered a medium distance, and the shortest middle distance. There are also 1,500 meters and 3,000 meters. If the ones shorter than 800 meters are short distances, that is, 100 meters, 200 meters and 400 meters. The five thousand meters upwards, 10,000 meters and marathons are long distances.

Ding Peng did not directly challenge the long-distance running. After all, that thing was too physically exhausted. Although he was confident of winning, Uncle Ding’s principle was that if he could win the gold medal, the distance would be shorter, and if he could save some effort, he would save some effort. If Ma Dongbo hadn’t come over and according to his ideas, he would have gone to run 100 meters directly.

Now that we have to determine the eight hundred meters, let’s compare.

When I saw Ding Peng really came to the track and field training ground to smash the ground, everyone on the training ground stopped training and all came to watch the fun.

At this time, the other seven players participating in the competition were already warming up, pressing their legs and jumping twice.

Ding Peng did nothing, but just squatted down and touched the runway with his hands, then stood up and twisted his waist a few times.

Ma Dongbo walked over and shouted, "Are you all active? Then let's start. I'll tell you first. The face of our training hall depends on you. I lost shooting in front, swimming, and archery. If I lose again when I get here, don't blame me for being rude. I, Ma Dongbo, also wants face, do you understand?!"

"I understand!" a group of athletes shouted in unison.

"Okay, prepare for the station and give the runway No. 4 in the middle to Mr. Ding."

There are also some specialties in racing. There are eight tracks in total, one, two, seven, eight, and four runs to bad tracks, while three, four, five, and sixty, are relatively good. This is mainly related to the arc of the track. The arc of the tracks of the tracks is relatively small, and the arc of the tracks of the tracks is relatively large, which can easily affect the athletes' physical balance.

The track of 3, 4, 5, 6 is relatively smooth, which makes it easier for athletes to control their physical balance.

Ma Dongbo means giving the good runway to Ding Peng.

Who knew that Ding Peng didn't appreciate it at all and smiled and said, "I can just be on the eighth runway."

As he said that, he automatically arrived at the eighth runway and stood at the outermost runway.

Ma Dongbo smiled and said, "Mr. Ding, you chose this yourself. Don't make excuses if you lose at that time."

"No, let's start."

"good."

Seeing that everyone was ready, Ma Dongbo shouted: "Everyone is in place!"

With a command, everyone was ready to rush forward in an instant.

The 800-meter race is a middle distance race, and you are standing when you start.

Everyone was ready to go, and Ma Dongbo took out his starting gun and suddenly rushed towards the sky.

Bang!

When the gun was fired, eight people on the runway rushed out like arrows.

The first step of starting is very important, because it concerns whether athletes can take the initiative in the future. Some athletes with poor psychological qualities will inevitably feel a little anxious when they see others running ahead of them. If they are anxious, they may mess up their own rhythm. If the rhythm is messed up, they will be completely finished.

Ding Peng's start is not slow, but there are still people who are faster than him.

Zhao Feng on the fifth runway!

This kid is really not a fuel-efficient lamp. As soon as the gunshot sounded, his body rushed out, half a step faster than the others, and just this half step had already given him the lead.

Like a wild bison, Zhao Feng took the lead.

The people behind are chasing each other.
To be continued...