Ding Peng felt that the semi-finals of the backstroke and butterfly stroke were still very smooth. Except for Nobita Sakashima, no one else posed any threat to him.

The key is that Ding Peng didn't want to be fully fired in the semi-finals, so he ended up second in the end.

For this situation, if it were the past, the audience would have to start a while of discussion and comments, and would even feel sorry for Ding Peng.

But after the previous few times, they all knew that Ding Peng did it on purpose. After all, the semi-finals are not about winning the gold medal, as long as they can guarantee that they can enter the finals.

After the semi-finals of the two swimming events ended, Ding Peng took Ding Dang and Xiao Cheng directly to the National Stadium Track and Field Competition.

The last competition today is the final of the men's 1,500-meter race, which is the highlight of today and the most tiring competition in Ding Peng's opinion.

Especially in this game, Boggart will no longer be like it was at the 800-meter time, and he has no reason to let the water go.

In addition to Boggot, it was Rodler from the country. This guy appeared too suddenly, and Boggot probably didn't expect it.

The existence of these two people poses a great threat to them. After all, they are younger than themselves and have much better physical strength.

The most important point is that the wound that was originally scabbed was soaked by water during the two swimming competitions just now, and the scab became soft and cracked. Especially the wound on the right leg, the scab that was soaked even rose a little, which hurt very much.

"Deputy Commander Xiao, is there an hour in between?" Ding Peng asked in the car.

Xiao Cheng nodded and said, "For an hour, the rest time may not be enough."

"It's okay, it's the last game anyway, just give it to fate."

After saying that, Ding Peng said to Ding Dang beside him: "Girl, how many ointments are there?"

Ding Dang hurriedly took the medicine box beside him, opened it, took out a glass bottle and looked at it, and said, "There are so many more, it should be used once more. I'll make another bottle after I get back."

"It's enough to use it once. Change the dressings and gauze immediately after you get to the place."

"......good."

Xiao Cheng said nervously while driving: "Mr. Ding, does the wound hurt again?"

So Ding Peng talked about his situation and said, "It's just a crack. It's much better than when I first started. Don't worry, it's okay."

Not long after, they came to the National Stadium Track and Field Stadium, and then went directly to the place where Chinese athletes rested.

Xiao Cheng called Ma Dongbo aside and said, "Coach Ma, Mr. Ding's legs started to hurt again."

Ma Dongbo was startled and quickly turned his head to look at Ding Peng who was changing dressings and gauze in the lounge, and whispered: "Is it very serious?"

"He said it was not serious."

"The next thing he is going to participate is 1,500 meters. A little bit of pain in his legs may affect his grades. How come it hurts at this time?"

"Didn't you participate in two swimming competitions in front? One backstroke and one butterfly swim, and the wound that was originally scabbed opened again."

"Damn, I really should have arranged 1,500 meters after these two items, so that the impact can be minimized."

"It's useless to say these now, and it's not our final say which project is the first to compare."

"Yes, okay, I'll go see Mr. Ding."

After saying that, Ma Dongbo came to the lounge, and Ding Dang also changed the medicine and gauze for Ding Peng.

Looking at the gauze on Ding Peng's legs and arms, Ma Dongbo sighed. He knew that Ding Peng was really not easy. He continued to compete with the situation where his body was injured like this. This is a real man.

However, real men will also affect the game when they are injured.

"Mr. Ding, how do you feel?" Ma Dongbo asked worriedly.

Ding Peng has won gold medals of 100 meters and 800 meters. In fact, this is a very awesome result for an athlete. Even if Ding Peng cannot win the gold medal or withdraw directly from the competition, no one will say anything.

He doesn't want Ding Peng to have an accident in this game, after all, there are other games in the future.

If Ding Peng had a problem in this last track and field competition, he really couldn't explain it to the people of the whole country, let alone to Ding Peng's fans. Maybe someone would have a chance to shoot black bricks for him.

Ding Peng also saw Ma Dongbo's concern and smiled and said, "Don't worry, it should be fine."

"If it really doesn't work, we can give up this game, after all, the results we have achieved are already very ideal."

"It is impossible to give up. If you give up now, the previous efforts will be in vain. And this should be the most interesting game for me to participate in so many competitions, and I don't want to miss it."

"An interesting event?"

"Yes, Boggart, Rodler, I want to see what kind of results they can achieve."

When Ma Dongbo talked about the names Boggot and Rodler, his heart trembled, especially Rodler, who was almost inseparable from Ding Peng in the second half of the 800-meter final.

"Okay, but if there is an unpredictable situation during the game, I hope you can stop the game immediately. Health is the most important thing."

"This is OK. I'll be in the market in a few minutes. Let me take a break."

Ma Dongbo came out directly, and even Ding Dang followed.

"Girl, you know the situation of your father best. Are you sure it's okay?" Ma Dongbo was still worried and asked Ding Dang after coming out.

Ding Dang said: "It is impossible to say that nothing is wrong, especially since this wound that was about to heal again collapsed, which will have a certain impact on the human body and mind."

"Mr. Ding..."

"Don't worry, he can do it."

"Are you so sure?"

"Of course, because he is my dad."

Because he is my dad.

This sentence made Ma Dongbo laugh and cry. He didn't expect Ding Peng's daughter to believe him so much.

But he also hopes that Ding Peng will be safe.

Not long after, the time for entry was up.

Ding Peng came to the field amid the warm applause and cheers of the people.

This time is actually quite good now, at least it is not that hot anymore, and it is much more refreshing to run.

Reporter Zhai Yang hurried over as soon as he saw Ding Peng.

"Hello, Mr. Ding, we're meeting again."

"Hello reporter Zhai."

"Mr. Ding, the next thing to start is the men's 1,500-meter final for the men's track and field. Everyone knows that this game will definitely be a battle. Can you talk about your opinion?"

"My opinion is actually the same as everyone's opinion. This is a battle of dragons and tigers."

"Uh~~ In this game, Rodler and Boggart are your biggest competitors?"

"It should be, but it's interesting to have such a competitor, otherwise I will be Dugu Qiu lost. Moreover, the competition will only be better for athletes with equal strength. Don't you think?"

"It's true, but everyone knows that Mr. Ding, you just participated in two swimming competitions. Now many people are worried about your injury. Can you tell me about this? So that the audience will not be worried about it all the time."

"I would like to thank all my relatives and friends here for their best friends and compatriots. Just as you thought, after two swimming competitions, the wound was indeed a little inflamed, but I am very glad that my daughter Ding Dang was right beside her. After her urgent treatment, the wound was not seriously injured and would not affect the competition too much."

"You said it won't affect the game too much, but it means it will have some impact, right?"

"This is for sure. I'm not pretentious. I think if anyone loses two pieces of skin on his legs will affect his actions."

"Then do you still have confidence in this game?"

When he heard this question again, Ding Peng was happy and said, "I have answered this question no less than three times. I will say it again. Confidence is the ultimate weapon for every athlete to win medals. Not to mention me, I think any athlete who can enter the finals has the confidence to win medals."

"Then we wish Mr. Ding good results and add another bonus to our China."

"Thanks."

Zhai Yanggang left, and a reporter from China reached over.

"Mr. Ding, what do you think of Rodler in our country?"

"What do you think? This question is really new. Rodler is a very great and powerful long-distance mobilization. I feel very honored to be able to compete with him."

"Do you think you can beat him this time? You must know that at 800 meters, you two are almost as good as you two."

Ding Peng frowned. The question asked by the Chinese reporter was a bit sharp.

But he also smiled and said, "I won in the end, didn't I?"

"But once you win, Rodler also learned lessons and summarized his experience. I believe he will be better at this thousand five hundred meters."

Ding Peng really doesn't want to talk to this reporter. This guy obviously came to interview with emotion. To put it bluntly, in his opinion, Rodler in their country is the best. Ding Peng won when he was 800 meters tall and he was lucky.

Damn it, it’s your family’s good luck. Is it just a blind cat to hit a dead mouse?

Neuropathy!

"Don't forget that I will also sum up my experience and lessons. Believe me, I will beat him this time."

"...I hope you can give us a more exciting game."

“It will definitely be.”

After the Chinese reporter left, Ding Peng snorted coldly, thinking that these ocean horses would feel good about themselves every day, and they were the most awesome in everything.

This kind of thinking is really annoying.

"The questions asked are very sharp." A voice came from Ding Peng's side.

Ding Peng knew who it was without looking at it, and Boggot undoubtedly.
To be continued...