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Eight hundred and eighth chapter no first(1/2)

Ding Peng was really a little depressed.

He didn't expect that so many unknown situations would happen today.

He was already wary of abnormal situations among other athletes, but he didn't expect that not only did it appear, but also three of them.

When Satos, Andrkif Xinko and Keanuside all came out, the entire field suddenly became quiet, and then it was immediately boiling.

There is no way. Although these three awesome achievements were not created by Ding Peng, they were also excited for a while. After all, this is a miracle they saw with their own eyes.

"It's so crazy, it's really crazy."

"Oh my God, what's wrong with this Olympics? Why did so many great people suddenly appear?"

"I'll tell me, the worst three of them actually tied the previous world record, so why don't others live?"

"This game is exciting!"

People were so excited, even some Chinese audiences were extremely excited. They were all looking forward to Ding Peng's performance to see if Ding Peng could surpass these three people.

At this time, everyone knew that the real pressure was coming to Ding Peng.

The coach Chi Middle School next to him was about to explode. He had never seen such a situation as an old man in the javelin industry, or even thought about it.

Now he kept wondering what was going on?

Why did these three people suddenly seem crazy? How could they throw so far?

No matter what the result of this Olympic javelin competition will be included in the history of the Olympics because it is too abnormal and exciting.

"Amitabha, God bless you, and bless Mr. Ding must surpass them, otherwise you will be really resting."

Ding Dang was also extremely nervous. The little beauty held her hands together, bit her lips, and didn't dare to say a word, silently cheering her dad in her heart.

The same goes for the three sisters Ding Manrou at home. Now the three sisters do nothing. They sit on the sofa and hold the leather sofa with both hands, hoping to grab the sofa directly. There is no way, so they are too nervous.

The same is true for Jin Ling and Zhao Fang.

Cheng Guanjie felt that his blood pressure was soaring. He never expected that the javelin movement would be so exciting and terrifying.

Zhu Beibei's breathing was about to stop.

Zhao Yueguang and others were even motionless, with four pairs of eyes staring at the screen ahead.

Zhu Tao, Zheng Xiangtai, Luo Xiaokai, who were far away in the United States, and others were also extremely nervous.

Especially Luo Xiaokai, you should know that it is late at night in the United States, and this guy is not sleeping at all. There is a cup of thick black coffee on the table in front of him, and then he is watching TV with all his attention.

Finally, Ding Peng came out.

As soon as he came out, thunderous applause and shouts rang out from the stands around him.

"Come on, Mr. Ding!"

"Come on, Mr. Ding!"

They all shouted to come on.

Ding Peng did not say hello to the audience. He bent down and picked up the javelin, then raised it up and down on his shoulder to feel it, and took a deep breath.

At this time, Satos sneered and said, "Are you under pressure? I told you that you will definitely not be able to take this gold medal."

And Keefe Xinko and Keanuside also stared at Ding Peng tightly. They didn't even dare to blink, as if they would miss the most exciting performance in the world in just a blink of an eye.

Ding Peng heard Satos' voice, turned his head and looked at it, and then said, "Sorry, I'm going to settle this gold medal!"

Satos: "...cut, bragging about not drafting."

"hehe."

All the contempts are in the word "hehe".

Ding Peng no longer paid attention to Satos. After the referee's whistle sounded, he raised the javelin on his right shoulder with his right hand and started running on the 30-meter runway.

His speed was very fast, like a gust of wind.

The distance of thirty meters was almost in the blink of an eye.

When he was about two meters away from the throwing line, Ding Peng stepped sideways and moved forward quickly. Then when he was about two steps away from the throwing line, he changed his legs quickly. At the same time, his right arm exerted force, and the muscles on his arm were stretched straight, just like dragons entangled on his arm.

"roar!"

Ding Peng roared, and the javelin in his hand flew forward like a meteor.

Just when Ding Peng started running, the entire javelin court became quiet, with no one talking, no one applauding, and no one legal person making any sound.

Everyone's eyes were staring at Ding Peng, and then they followed the flying javelin and moved quickly.

The weather in Kyoto is still a little hot in August, and the javelin pierces the warm air in the air and rushes forward.

Chiu~~

Bang!

Finally, under everyone's gaze, the javelin was inserted into the green grass and the entire javelin rod shook violently.

This shows that the force exerted on it is still very strong, but the angle has problems falling down in advance.

The moment the javelin landed, almost all the audience in the entire competition field and in front of the TV stood up, wanting to see how Ding Peng performed.

The surveyors in front hurriedly took a soft ruler to conduct on-site measurements, and quickly reported Ding Peng's results.

Ninety-eight meters and four eight!

After hearing Ding Peng's results, the entire field fell into death silence again.

People really hope that Ding Peng can win the first place again.

But the reality is not like that. He only threw 98 meters and 48 meters. This result also tied the previous world record, as far away as Sartos now, and was a little worse than Andrkief Xinko and Keanuside.

If this is a win or loss, Ding Peng and Satos will tie for third place and miss the gold medal.

Many Chinese audiences covered their eyes. They couldn't believe the result, but they knew that this was the truth. After all, they saw it with their own eyes.

"Why did you throw it so close?"

"Geese, goose, goose, what's wrong with Mr. Ding?"

"Is that OK? Can't you throw it away a little further? I bought it and you won!"

"What are you calling? Mr. Ding is also a human being. He doesn't need strength in the previous game? It's already amazing to be able to throw so far now. If you have the ability, you can throw it away. You can stand and talk without any pain. Who is the one who stipulates that people can only win but not lose?"

"That's right, which game Mr. Ding was not the first? Just one time behind you, you're called a chicken?"

Ninety-eight meters and four eight.

This result really made the audience appear in two factions. Some people think Ding Peng was thrown close, but most of them still have an inclusive and understanding attitude towards Ding Peng.

Ding Dang was there, and she could vaguely hear some viewers talking about dad, and the little girl's tears flowed down.

She doesn't like to cry, but now she really feels worthless and wronged for her dad.

My dad is in such a state of health and is still fighting hard on the field. He just didn't win the first place at once. Are you as for this? How can people be so shameless?

"Girl, don't cry, your dad is fine." Chi Middle School saw Ding Dang crying and came over to comfort him.

Ding Dang wiped his tears and said, "My dad will win."

“…he will definitely win.”

The Ding Manrou sisters were also a little stunned. This was the first time my dad didn't win the first place, and they couldn't believe it.

Jin Ling was acting very normal, and she was even laughing.

Zhao Fang could not believe it even though she covered her mouth.

Cheng Guanjie, Zhu Beibei, Zhao Yueguang and his group were all stunned at this time, because although this result was reasonable, they still felt a little surprised.

On the field.

Ding Peng shook his head when he knew the results.

Satos was excited, and the guy fisted hard and almost jumped up.

"Now you believe what I said, right? You can't take this gold medal anyway." Satos said.

Ding Peng has returned to his position and is waiting for the next round of the game.

The finals were divided into six rounds, which means six shots.

The eight athletes with the best results after the first three rounds were finished and then the last three rounds of competition was held.

Although Ding Peng has not won the first place now, his grades are quite good, at least he can guarantee the three rounds of promotion.

So when he heard Satos' words, Ding Peng didn't even look at him, but just picked up the corner of his mouth.

Chi Middle School patted Ding Peng on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, there is still a chance later."

Ding Peng nodded.

After Ding Peng finished throwing, the next round of the game was immediately followed.

The other people's grades were almost the same as those who threw the first time. After all, there was nothing to keep now, so they had done their best since the first shot. As long as there was no mistake in each throw, the score was no more than one meter different.

When Satos played, this guy threw a score of 98 meters and 49 meters this time, which was 0.01 meters further than the first shot.
To be continued...
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